Communication Chaos

The exclamations in the communication channel prompted other soldiers to curiously open the top hatches of their Armored Vehicles or crowd around the omnidirectional monitors.

This only triggered even more exclamations in the communication channel.

"What is this?! Are those Meteors?"

"Damn, this is way too spectacular!"

Though Amber really wanted to complain about the radio discipline of these Mobile Infantry.

He even wanted to roar a couple of times in the communication channel to make them quiet down.

Yet he had to admit that his own curiosity had been hooked as well.

Forget it, I'll just take a look.

Amid Isabel's disdainful gaze, Amber squeezed beneath the top hatch of the Armored Vehicle.

After twisting the handle above, he shoved the heavy hatch outward in one swift motion.

Then, he beheld a bizarre spectacle.

Countless 'Meteors' were dragging long trails behind them as they slowly swept across the night sky.

Some of the larger 'Meteors' were still intermittently disintegrating from the friction of the atmosphere, then splitting into even more fragments.

"Holy shit. This is fucking spaceships falling down!"

The space warships that had been destroyed were pulled into the atmosphere by the planet's gravity, continuously breaking apart and burning up.

This was the most beautiful 'hellish scroll' in the hearts of most players, including Amber.

Because whenever such a scene appeared, it also meant that countless living beings had vanished in the Starry Sky overhead.

Clearly, the Federation Defensive Fleet in orbit had already been routed.

This warship, which had maneuvered to low orbit during the battle, was also captured by the planet's gravity after losing power.

Although Amber couldn't use these debris streaking across the sky to determine the ship model at the moment.

Only capital ships several kilometers long could create such a 'magnificent' scroll.

And these capital ships were generally equipped with multiple warship-grade fusion reactors.

"God bless, please don't let these Fusion Reactors detonate in the atmosphere."

Amber pressed his palms together and muttered quietly for a few seconds.

Yet the next second, as if his words carried cosmic weight.

A dazzling white light erupted from within a huge piece of debris.

It was as if this beast-like capital ship, at the final moment of its life, uttered a silent, unyielding roar.

Stimulated by the intense light, Amber instinctively closed his eyes.

At the same time, he thought to himself, We're done for.

The worst outcome had still happened; during the process of this capital ship plunging into the atmosphere, the fusion reactors it carried lost control and exploded.

Capable of driving a warship several kilometers long, the energy contained within these Fusion Reactors was naturally extremely vast.

And the effect of their explosion in the atmosphere was not much different from the detonation of a few high-yield hydrogen bombs in the atmosphere.

Soon, 'EMP Attack Warning' text popped up on everyone's personal terminals and the Vehicular Terminals of the Armored Vehicles.

Fortunately, nuclear weapons had already become as ubiquitous as conventional weapons.

Therefore, the vast majority of civilian electronic equipment, as well as all military electronic equipment, had been fitted with EMP protection measures.

The situation from the old era where a large number of electronic devices were paralyzed after a nuclear airburst actually did not exist.

Still, for Amber and the others, the Fusion Reactors exploding in the atmosphere were not entirely without impact.

At least for now, satellite relay communications and shortwave radio communications were basically cut off.

And based on Amber's experience, this situation would likely persist for quite a while.

"Everyone, put away your curiosity and close your hatches for me!"

Shrinking back into the vehicle, Amber roared irritably into the communication channel:

"Check all the electronic equipment on your bodies and each module of the vehicles to see if there is any damage."

"During this period, communication signals will suffer a certain degree of interference, so after entering combat, everyone switch on the laser and shortwave dual-channel communication modes!"

"Now, apart from the sentry personnel, everyone else get some good rest!"

"There will be plenty of combat waiting for you later."

After saying these things, Amber looked at the Communications Officer beside him, who was wearing a gloomy face due to most communications being interrupted.

Then he smiled and patted the soldier on the shoulder.

"It's fine, it just saves you the trouble."

Amber was quite good at comforting people.

Hearing his words, the communications soldier cooperatively squeezed out a smile on his face that was uglier than crying.

That night, the convoy galloped all night.

The communications disruption not only affected the Federation Military's communications.

Likewise, it also severely hindered the communication of the Empire, and the impact on them was actually somewhat greater.

After all, the Federation Defensive Fleet had been completely wiped out, so they no longer needed to conduct space-to-surface communications.

The ground troops were also fighting independently, and coupled with the destruction of quite a few communication base stations, they couldn't do long-distance communications in the first place.

As for the Empire's side, besides the fleet in space and the Orbital Paratroopers airdropped onto the ground...

There were also a large number of Orbital Assault Ships patrolling in low orbit, ready at any time to provide fire support for ground forces or airdrop units.

The complex space environment and cumbersome combat missions.

Maxed out the communication intensity and communication demands of the Imperial troops.

And more than one warship had plummeted into the atmosphere last night and had its Fusion Reactor detonated.

So the communication environment across the entire planet had become extremely poor.

This forced the Imperial Military to temporarily delay some combat operations, and the frequency of orbital strikes and airdrops also approached zero.

And having lost information guidance, intelligence support, orbital strikes, and other backing.

The Imperial Orbital Paratroopers who had already landed also slowed down their offensive rhythm.

After all, some tough nuts were still a bit difficult to crack relying solely on infantry.

Deducing that such a situation would arise on the Empire's side, Amber made a prompt decision.

He first had the Electronic Warfare Variant in the convoy activate passive countermeasure mode.

God knew why the platoon leader of this platoon had forgotten about this earlier.

Next, Amber had the convoy drive straight from the wilderness onto the highway and begin speeding along at full speed.

Robert IV was sparsely populated to begin with, and even more so at this time of day.

The highway was as unobstructed as if it had eaten a bag of laxatives.

The entire convoy reached the Mongoose 4 Wheeled Armored Vehicle's designed top speed of 100 kilometers per hour.

The five drivers had also downed refreshing stimulants, stubbornly pushing through and driving the entire night.

Ultimately, before the sun came out, the convoy reached an unattacked Energy Supply Station more than 300 kilometers from their departure point.

The supply stations spread across Robert IV's vast lands stored not only fuel, food, and drinking water.

There were also plenty of charging piles used to charge battery packs and superconducting battery groups.

These unmanned stations were mandatory waypoints for Federation ground troops when they were dispatched on emergencies and unable to carry supply vehicles.

As the convoy entered the warning range of this station, several twin 25mm Chain Guns and grenade launchers deployed on the distant high walls immediately took aim.

At the same time, a key verification request from the station's automated management system was received inside the Communications Relay Vehicle where Amber was.

After the Communications Officer confirmed the verification, they did not have to wait long, nor did any crowd-pleasing anomalies occur.

The automated defensive armaments on the high wall also disengaged their lock on the convoy.