Someone Was About to Be in Deep Trouble!

"That's ruthless!" Upon receiving the battle report, Alvin frowned and couldn't help but exclaim.

This is a collection of intelligence gathered and transmitted by small Spartan Warriors squads scattered throughout various locations; the information is constantly being updated with the latest data.

After the Novann Family, numbering in the tens of thousands, was wiped out by Claudius's elite assault force, this valiant Imperium general was also annihilated by artillery barrage from the rear by the 25th Armored Regiment!

A full 100,000 assault troops were wiped out by their own people in such an inexplicable way, and even until their last breath, they still believed they were soldiers loyal to the Imperium and the Emperor.

How pathetic, how pitiful, how hateful!

And this was not an isolated case; almost all the noble families in the entire Nomad Port suffered devastating and terrifying blows!

In addition, those warriors who were loyal to the Imperium and the Emperor also became targets of the Fernando Family's purge immediately after the war!

"Your Highness, if we wait any longer, I'm afraid the entire Planetary Defense Force of dozens of units will be wiped out." Tucker looked at him worriedly.

Although these people took the wrong side, they were all warriors loyal to the Emperor and should not have been used by the treacherous Fernando to die on a meaningless battlefield!

He was also Astra Militarum, so he could better understand the pride and mindset of a warrior.

"When did I say we were going to abandon them?" Alvin glanced at him, a smile appearing on his face. "The intelligence gathering is almost complete, and I can roughly identify which members of the Fernando Family are involved."

In any war, whether it's a large-scale war or a localized war, the most crucial element is intelligence gathering!

Only by having sufficient intelligence can one find the path to victory in the ever-changing war situation!

Although he had been staying in the manor and seemingly under house arrest, that was not actually the case. After infiltrating the Nomad Port, the Spartan Squad dispersed and infiltrated the Planetary Defense Force, gathering intelligence from all directions. Now was the perfect time!

As the saying goes, strike the snake at its seven-inch mark!

To dismantle the Planetary Defense Force of dozens of factions, it is essential to understand their weaknesses!

How could dozens of Planetary Defense Force possibly obey the orders of a single merchant family?

The reason is simple: they targeted the military's top brass. First, they eliminated the planetary generals who held the highest command authority, then the senior officers of the various legions, while most of the remaining officers were from the lower ranks.

The Fernando Family had bribed a large number of junior officers long before, and these officers took advantage of this "accident" to rise to their positions.

Behind all this were actually these bribed junior officers who, after receiving orders from the Fernando Family, seized the opportunity to incite principled officers to join the war, and then, after clearing away obstacles...

They were all caught in one fell swoop, truly making the best use of resources!

Sergeant Mark of the 25th Armored Regiment, who was in charge of dealing with Claudius's assault troops after the war, was undoubtedly a thorn in the side of the Fernando Family within the Planetary Defense Force!

Now that we've identified the key contradiction between ourselves and the enemy, things will be much easier.

On the Data Slate, Alvin, combining the intelligence gathered by the Spartan Squad, listed all the suspected and confirmed legion designations one by one. "I want you to remove these Fernando Family spies planted within the Planetary Defense Force!"

"Once these thorns are removed, the Fernando Family will no longer be able to so easily control hundreds of thousands of Planetary Defense Force."

"Secondly, by losing these 'nails,' we can better reduce the casualties of the Planetary Defense Force."

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At this point, he turned his gaze to Tucker: "We're outnumbered, so we absolutely cannot engage in direct confrontation. Therefore, I need you to lead the Spartan Squad to infiltrate these command posts, silently eliminate them, paralyze the Planetary Defense Force's command system, and create chaos—the bigger the better, ideally overwhelming them with their own problems!"

"I understand, it's just about causing trouble, isn't it?"

Finally arriving at their area of expertise filled Tucker with excitement, and he couldn't help but grin. "Don't worry, I'll make sure they're completely bewildered!"

"Very well, then this task is yours."

Having said that, Alvin straightened his collar, turned to look at Ilya, who was still wiping her sword, and said, "Come with me. It's time to talk to Sir Lloyd."

"Are you going on another adventure?!"

Upon hearing this, Tucker immediately protested, rushing forward to grab his sleeve, pleading, "Please, I'm begging you, can't you just stay here quietly? If 'that person' finds out, they'll skin me alive!"

"What do you mean, 'going on another adventure'?" Alvin was speechless, tugging at his sleeve. "You're afraid of her, but I'm not. Besides, I'm just going to talk to her, not to draw a knife. What's the rush?"

"Do you even believe what you're saying?" Tucker already knew he couldn't stop him, but he still clung to a sliver of hope. "Even if I'm afraid of her, can you please not go? Otherwise, she'll skin me alive when we get back!"

Before leaving, that person gave him several "instructions," telling him to keep a close eye on Alvin and not to take any more risks, or else he would skin him alive!

"Don't forget, you're a brave and strong man from Catachan!" Alvin patted Tucker on the shoulder.

He said earnestly, "Don't be afraid of her. She's just a woman. I believe in you!"

"You absolutely have to go?"

Tucker was visibly desperate.

"Um."

Alvin nodded. If he didn't go, how could he reclaim the family's star map?

Then, under Tucker's ashen, seemingly half-dead gaze, he walked out of the manor with the fully armed Sisters of Silence, Ilya.

"This isn't my fault..." Tucker muttered to himself, secretly pulling a medal from his pocket.

"Hello?"

"Was that His Highness the Living Saint? Yes—that's right, I couldn't persuade him to stay, um—he's gone."

After hanging up, Tucker gazed in the direction Alvin had left, sighed silently, and gestured with the famous Imperial Aquila to his chest. "It's not that I don't want to help you, it's just—that guy is a bit too ruthless!"

Inside the cruiser Sword of Redemption, after listening to Tucker's report, the entire bridge fell into a deathly silence, and a chilling atmosphere filled the air!

Even the Necron Lord standing nearby couldn't help but shiver, shrink his neck, and tuck himself into a corner.

"Woolen cloth."

Carroll broke out in a cold sweat, wanting to say something in defense of her "Prince," but when the words met those cold, indifferent golden eyes, she swallowed them back.

We can't afford to offend you, Your His Highness Alvin. You'd better pray for your own good fortune.

"Prepare the Valkyrie Transport." Winnie's pale golden eyes seemed to be brewing a Stormfront as she stared expressionlessly at Carroll. "And—those in the hold, untie them, prepare their armor and weapons."

"Your Saint Winslet, those people—" "-Isn't that a bit inappropriate? Why don't you take someone else? Like the Silver Templars, wouldn't they be more suitable?" Carroll panicked even more.

Others might not know, but he was highly trusted by Alvin and knew all too well what those people in the warehouse were like—they were a bunch of bloodthirsty lunatics!

If this were released, it would probably cause a huge uproar in Nomad Port!

"With me here, they won't go crazy."

Winnie sneered, her gaze sweeping over Nomad Port: "This time, I'm going to teach him a lesson. I told him not to take risks, not to take risks, but he ignored me, didn't he!"

Carl trembled and could only turn pleadingly to the only person who could stop this saintly figure— Penny.

Surprisingly, Penny nodded, a hint of schadenfreude in her voice. "Good, good, big brother deserves a lesson. He always likes to go on adventures!"

Carroll broke out in a cold sweat. The two gentlemen had actually reached a consensus; His Highness was probably in big trouble!