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"Look, what's that?" A crew member spotted something strange in the orbit of the Big Origin Star using the ship's observation instruments.
The camera zooms in.
"It's an alien satellite!"
"Wait, look at this icon?"
"Our Riken Race symbol? This is our stuff? But we haven't even started launching satellites yet, and I've never even seen what a satellite looks like before."
"I've seen the pictures; it's a version from a hundred years ago. I know now, these are the satellites dropped by the Cat Ear Spaceship."
"This is an antique! If it weren't for our logo, I wouldn't have recognized it at all."
"That's not right. If there's an alien civilization here, why would they tolerate these things floating above our heads?"
"That is indeed a problem, but it's not something we should be concerned with. Report to the captain."
A few minutes later, the captain arrived.
"Excellent, lads, this is a great discovery."
Several small spaceships flew out of the warship and retrieved the satellites.
The Riken Person immediately began studying these satellites, since they were originally their own. Although there was a significant generational gap, they were still able to understand them.
"It's definitely ours," an engineer confirmed. "Look here. They used to like to put markings in certain places. See this marking? It's an abbreviation for Hobo. He was an engineering technician on the Cat Ear Spaceship. Because he was my senior in the field, I know him."
The others nodded, then scratched their heads, still wondering why they were still floating on the track.
Of course, Rowan put it there. All the satellites in the orbit of the Big Origin Star were wiped out by the Swarm.
They were torn apart by the Swarm's Intellect, and even if they were pieced back together, there would be obvious signs of dismantling, giving them away.
These satellites floating in the sky now are not the original ones, but were captured from the Cat Ear Spaceship. They brought quite a few of these satellites with them, so it would be easy to find a few brand new ones and put them into orbit.
Moreover, these small satellites transmit data in real time and do not have storage capabilities; otherwise, they would be very difficult to operate.
Rowan's purpose in putting them back was to confuse potential future enemies. It wasn't much trouble anyway; he figured he was just setting up a smokescreen, and it wouldn't matter if they didn't work.
However, this satellite has now played a significant role, completely baffling the entire Riken Person.
"Captains, the situation has been reported to you. What are your thoughts?"
"Back when the Cat Ear Spaceship was in T853, it seems it wasn't attacked either?"
"So, does that mean the other side really doesn't need oxygen to survive?"
What are their life forms like?
"Did the Drone find anything on the T853? Especially traces of that monster?"
"Nothing has been found yet. This is a primitive planet inhabited only by some mindless wild beasts. As for that powerful monster, it should be hiding in the sea."
"Then their base really is in T855. We can establish a base in T853 first, and while we're at it, modify the environment here."
"Agreed. The terraforming of the Life Star and the war can proceed simultaneously. Since they don't need it, don't blame us for being impolite."
I second that!
After much discussion, the group decided to build a space city on T853 and, incidentally, improve the environment there.
Building cities on Life Star is much easier than on other planets. All that's needed is to filter out harmful gases; otherwise, the place is practically identical to the Riken Race's Mother Planet.
A large number of building modules were airdropped directly onto the planet's surface, and with the help of giant engineering machinery, a fortress prototype was quickly built.
This is, after all, the front line of the war, so the space city also has to shoulder the responsibility of defense. Once it is built, it can accommodate at least 20,000 people living in it without any protection. At the same time, it is also equipped with a variety of defensive weapons, making its firepower very strong.
"Captain, let's hunt an Ox Demon today. The people at the lab have figured out how to process Ox Demon meat." In the darkness, a small armed squad of Riken was on guard duty.
The Riken mobilized millions of troops for this expedition, but the elite level of their forces certainly didn't reach the level of the Cat Ear Spaceship, with ordinary combat personnel making up the majority.
And this is just an ordinary ten-person squad.
"Yeah, Captain, let's go get one. This is the first time I've ever eaten natural meat in my life."
"Yeah, Captain, our neighboring 0763 squad killed a Magic Wolf while on duty yesterday. After handing it over to the lab, they brought back two wolf legs. The smell of them roasted was absolutely amazing."
"Shut up, it's mission time, stay alert." The Captain 'Captain level of seriousness is much higher than that of ordinary team members.
"Our Drone are patrolling the area, which is much more effective than our eyes. Besides, these are just wild animals, what's there to be wary of?" one of the team members complained.
"Kendal, shut up! Another word and you'll be punished!" the Captain snapped.
"Tch, all that pretense," Kendal muttered dismissively. He was quite young, only in his early twenties when he left his Mother Planet, and feeling humiliated, he didn't want to linger. So he said, "I'm going to take a leak."
After saying that, without waiting for the Captain's reply, he slung the gun over his back and crept off into the distance.
The Captain shook his head, sighed inwardly, and ignored him. The Captain was a veteran who had participated in some colonial combat missions and knew the cruelty of war, and that no slackening was allowed during missions.
The two-meter-high grass severely limits the visibility of even the two-meter-tall Riken Person, who can only rely on advanced instruments for surveillance.
Twenty minutes later.
"Why hasn't Kendal come back yet?" After a while, the Captain was still a little unaccustomed to the silence. He turned around, counted the number of people, and asked.
"Maybe he has diarrhea. I heard he went to 0763 yesterday and ate some wild meat. Maybe he has indigestion," one team member joked, and everyone burst into laughter.
"Maybe he went off to hunt some wild game himself."
"That's possible. That kid is too unruly. Captain, you must punish him severely later."
The Captain ignored his teammates' playful banter; he sensed something was wrong. He opened the team communicator. "Kendal? Kendal! Where's NMD? Back to the team immediately!"
After several unanswered calls, the other team members realized something was wrong. The Captain turned to one of the team members and said, "Gade, go and set up the Drone to see what's going on."
A Drone took off from the control platform in front of Gade and quickly flew in the direction Kendal had just left. The grass was too dense, and the Drone's visibility was poor. In addition, it was nighttime. Fortunately, the Drone could switch to heat source mode and quickly spotted Kendal 300 meters away.
The Drone descended and found Kendal lying on the ground, with no obvious injuries.
"What's wrong? Is she asleep?"
"Shut up! Is your brain full of shit?" The Captain was getting tired. These recruits, who had never experienced real combat, were so difficult to manage. They had absolutely no sense of crisis. Moreover, they had some peculiar sense of superiority that they didn't know where it came from, and they completely disregarded the indigenous civilization. "Babulin, Sig, you two stay put and keep watch. Protect Gade. The rest of you come with me to check. Put your weapons on safety and be ready to sound the alarm at any time."
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