Han Xiao's intelligence dispelled the fog of war for the empire, and a group of renowned empire generals on the front lines acted swiftly and decisively, launching a fierce attack that swept across the Kunde Race's territory in just one month.
Each legion split up to intercept and kill the main Kunde Race fleet waiting in different positions, engaging in fierce battles in the starry sky. The warship formations advanced in all directions, sweeping across the interstellar space.
Under the deafening roar of the Empire's cannons, the Kunde Race were caught off guard and suffered a series of defeats, losing a large number of their main warships.
In a certain star system, an Imperial legion is engaged in battle with the main fleet of the Kunde Race. The enemy is in a state of collapse and is being mercilessly slaughtered. Kunde Race warships are being pierced by Psionic Energy cannons and turned into fireworks in the universe.
The enemy flagship was completely surrounded, with countless cannons from the Imperial fleet all aimed at it (https://www. hetushu. com. com). Any unusual movement would result in it being blown to bits. The reason for surrounding it without killing it was to capture the enemy fleet commander alive.
A small spaceship flew out from the Imperial formation, carrying Imperial officers who were preparing to take over the main ship.
The enemy flagship removed its shields, seemingly indicating surrender. The small spaceship successfully approached and embedded itself in the docking port of the enemy flagship. The size ratio between the two was like that of a sesame seed and a Grape.
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The valves clicked, the landing hatch of the main ship opened, and a pale-skinned Imperial officer stepped onto the enemy's main ship—it was Gaud.
The adjutants of Imperial officers have multiple functions. Some adjutants are like personal secretaries, while others are involved in dangerous combat. Gaud belongs to the latter.
A large number of Kunde Race soldiers surrounded them, three or four deep, all gripping their weapons tightly and exuding intense hostility.
Gaud glanced at it, ignoring it, reached out and adjusted the interstellar universal translator beside his ear, and slowly spoke:
"Who is the commander-in-chief? Step forward."
A commotion immediately arose among the Kunde Race. A tall, uniformed mantis shrimp stepped forward; he was the commander of the fleet. His tone was grave. "Invader, why do you understand our language?"
The two sides had been at war and had not exchanged information. For these Kunde Race officers, this was the first time they had communicated face-to-face with the invaders, and they were surprised that Gaud could speak their language.
"Just a little bit of insignificant technology," Gaud said calmly.
The intelligence that Han Xiao handed over to the Empire was complete, which naturally included the language. The Empire didn't need to decipher it; they could simply import the language into the interstellar translator and communicate easily.
The Kunde Race chieftain didn't press further, but said in a deep voice, "Please stop killing my people. We have already been defeated."
"Sure, as long as you surrender and hand over command of the fleet to me, we will cease our attack," Gaud said calmly.
"Okay, follow me."
The Kunde Race chieftain turned and led the way, his soldiers parting to make way for him. Gaud glanced at them, a mocking smile playing on his lips, and strode after him.
The group proceeded along the passage, turning corner after corner, the atmosphere silent the entire way, no one speaking.
After walking for a while, Gaud suddenly chuckled softly and said slowly:
"You've led us on such a long detour, are your traps ready? Don't keep me waiting too long."
Upon hearing this, the Kunde Race chieftain, who was walking at the front, suddenly stopped and turned around with a look of astonishment in his eyes.
Exposed?!
But now that he's discovered it, why is he still so calm?!
Although his plan had been exposed, it couldn't change his decision, and the Kunde Race chieftain's tone suddenly turned ferocious.
"You slaughtered my troops and now you want me to surrender? Dream on! Let's all die together!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a violent tremor came from beneath his feet. Gaud looked down and saw that the metal deck was rapidly expanding and bulging, cracking open with gaps from which a blinding, eerie blue light shone.
"They planted Primal Psionic Energy on their own ship, they must have planned to self-destruct from the start..."
Gaud had only finished speaking when a massive sound wave resounded throughout the entire flagship.
Boom!!
The next moment, Psionic Energy erupted, instantly engulfing the bodies of everyone, including the leaders of the Gaud and Kunde Race, filling every inch of space!
At the same time, the Imperial fleet outside detected the anomaly. The surrounded enemy flagship exploded from the inside out, transforming into a rapidly expanding Primal Psionic Energy mass that quickly spread outwards, approaching the Imperial encirclement. The Kunde Race commander had recklessly self-destructed with the intention of taking the Imperial fleet down with him!
On the command ship in the distance, the imperial general in charge of this legion snorted coldly.
"As expected, they're going to self-destruct. Psionic Energy disposal team, get to work!"
As the command was issued, the innermost ring of Imperial warships in the encirclement revealed a circular device on their bows, which vibrated slightly and resonated, forming an invisible, transparent dome that completely enveloped the Primal Psionic Energy cluster, causing a noticeable distortion in space.
The Imperial Fleet had long been prepared to deal with the Psionic Energy self-destruction. This device was a special equipment specifically designed to deal with Psionic Energy Pollution. It required coordination between different units to envelop the Psionic Energy cluster. The Psionic Energy cluster that had just been generated by the self-destruction was still very small and easy to handle.
The expansion rate of this Primal Psionic Energy cluster began to slow down, gradually changing from outward expansion to inward contraction, shrinking continuously.
The entire process lasted for several tens of minutes. The Primal Psionic Energy cluster gradually grew from the size of a main ship into a sphere with a diameter of two to three meters, and it was still rapidly compressing.
The most conventional way to deal with Psionic Energy Pollution is to use special equipment to compress its volume, increase its energy density, and turn it into a Psionic Energy seed. Then, a special device to stabilize the Psionic Energy is used to contain it. This method is relatively clean and has few side effects. The only problem is that it takes a long time, and once the Psionic Energy Expansion to a certain extent, it becomes difficult to handle.
Just then, a figure stepped out from the Psionic Energy cluster. It was none other than Gaud, who was not only unharmed but also had his hair perfectly styled. He was even carrying the still lively Kunde Race commander in his hand.
The entire flagship was assimilated and devoured by Primal Psionic Energy; only two people survived.
"You, you..." The Kunde Race leader stared wide-eyed at Gaud in horror.
He had prepared himself to die, intending to perish together with the enemy, but at this moment, he couldn't believe what he had just seen.
Gaud glanced at him, casually slapped him unconscious, then extended his other hand and made a grasping motion towards the Psionic Energy cluster.
whoosh whoosh--
A misty trail of Psionic Energy flowed around them, and in the blink of an eye, the Primal Psionic Energy cluster transformed into a tiny speck of light, shimmering with a dazzling blue light.
This was a newly formed Psionic Energy seed, like a blue gem, which landed between Gaud's fingers, staining his fingers and face blue.
Holding an unstable super energy source in his hand, Gaud remained calm. After glancing at it briefly, he flipped his hand and took out a spherical containment device, stuffing the Psionic Energy seed inside.
He then gestured to the Imperial fleet, instructing his colleagues to shut down the Psionic Energy compression control device, before returning to the command ship with the Kunde Race commander and the Psionic Energy seed to meet his superiors.
"Well done, I will personally record this achievement for you."
The imperial general personally greeted Gaud, patting him on the shoulder with satisfaction. It was precisely because he knew Gaud Gaud's abilities that he chose to let Gaud board the ship.
Primal Psionic Energy is extremely domineering. Even Beyond Grade A user will suffer continuous and high damage if they are in it. However, superpowers have always had Infinite possibilities, and a very small number of superpowers allow users to survive in Primal Psionic Energy.
Gaud's special ability is one of them, and it has a very special meaning.
Before Gaud, the entire universe only speculated about the existence of this extremely dangerous ability, but there were never any concrete cases... Gaud may be the first person in history to be discovered to possess this ability, or at least his ability is the closest to this extremely dangerous ability.
On the surface, he was just an Imperial military superhuman who had recently entered the Calamity Grade, but due to the special nature of his ability, he had already attracted the attention of the higher-ups and was placed on the list of superhumans under close observation. The Empire regarded him as Beyond Grade A Seed to be cultivated and placed high hopes on him.
Hearing his superior's praise, Gaud remained unfazed, smiled faintly, put his hand down, and stood aside, his eyes as calm as still water; no one knew what he was thinking.
The empire simultaneously launched multiple campaigns, achieving widespread success.
The Kunde Race army suffered repeated defeats, and the Empire's sudden all-out offensive threw them into disarray.
"Gentlemen, we are losing this war."
In the high-level conference room of the Kunde Race command ship, the Kunde Race leader leaned on the table, coldly surveying the assembled high-ranking officials.
"The defeat was within our expectations, but the process was out of our control," a high-ranking officer said gravely. "Our main fleet, which was lying in wait in different locations, was hit by precise enemy strikes, suffering heavy casualties. The situation is very strange; it seems the enemy has obtained our coordinates."
The Kunde Race's original battle plan was to slowly lure the enemy deep into their territory, drawing the Crimson Dynasty into the heart of their land. Then, their main fleet, hidden in the outside world, would launch a joint attack on the enemy's stargate, cutting off as many of their retreat routes as possible. Finally, they would use the Scorched Earth Plan to wipe out their land and as many enemies as possible.
However, the Crimson Dynasty's precise strikes had already disrupted the Kunde Race's strategy, and what terrified them even more was that their intelligence seemed to have been leaked.
"We can't determine whether the enemy is using special observation methods to locate our hidden main fleet or has obtained our internal intelligence. If it's the former, that's better, but if it's the latter, our situation is very serious. The enemy may have discovered our Scorched Earth Plan and even know the coordinates of all our troops, including ours," someone said uneasily.
The Kunde Race leader said, "In any case, we must prepare for the worst. Our mastery of application-level quantum network technology is not yet mature enough, while the enemy's technology is more advanced. Perhaps we should temporarily abandon this convenient communication technology."
"In that case, we'll be in an even more passive position..."
"Enough said. The tide has turned; it's time to retreat and pin our hopes on the Scorched Earth Plan," the Kunde Race leader said in a deep voice. "The only problem is whether the enemy has discovered the Scorched Earth Plan. If it has been exposed, we need to take remedial action."
How can we remedy this?
"The troops implementing the Scorched Earth Plan have been on their way for quite some time. Even if the enemy obtains their coordinates, it will take them some time to catch up. Therefore, as long as we cut off their connection with the command center, shut down the quantum network, and sever all information exchange with the outside world, the enemy will lose their coordinates again."
Upon hearing this, the shrimp nodded in agreement.
This move, which turns the Scorched Earth Plan forces into a blind and deaf ghost fleet, is not a bad idea.
Some have raised concerns, "Since the enemy knows our plans, they will surely have prepared countermeasures. Even if they don't know the coordinates of where we planted the Primal Psionic Energy, they can still discover the location of the Psionic Energy eruption through observation and quickly contain it. In this way, the Scorched Earth Plan will be greatly reduced in effectiveness and will be extinguished by the enemy first."
"Yes, our strategy has failed to some extent," the Kunde Race leader said firmly. "But we must leave as few resources as possible for the enemy, and in any case, inflict some losses on them."
The high-ranking officials present exchanged glances, and no one objected.
Seeing that no one objected, the Kunde Race leader opened the virtual screen in the conference room, entered his own permissions, and opened a confidential interface that monitored the location and status of all Scorched Earth Plan troops in real time.
At this point, the interface showed that all troops were heading to their destination normally, without any attacks, and everything seemed normal.
With the Scorched Earth Plan confirmed to be functioning normally and not yet disrupted by the enemy, everyone breathed a sigh of relief... This was their only remaining option.
The group immediately contacted the person in charge of the Scorched Earth Plan, and the communication was quickly established, with the other party's image appearing on the virtual screen.
"You have orders from higher-ups: change the target location for burying the Psionic Energy, sever the quantum network link, shut down all information channels, and restore the link to report to us only after the mission is complete and you are far from the burial site. Understand?"
"Knew."
After giving a few instructions, the Kunde Race leader hung up the phone.
After a few dozen seconds, the real-time monitoring of the Scorched Earth Unit on the virtual screen went dark one after another, and the connection was quickly lost.
"While it's not the best approach, it's at least safer this way." Seeing this, a senior executive couldn't help but sigh.
The Kunde Race leader nodded, looked around at the crowd, and said in a deep voice:
"Now that everything is in place, we can begin our withdrawal. Remember to take all the superhuman prisoners we've captured."
Now that the situation has become hopeless, the Kunde Race has decided to recall its troops and disperse.
In the previous battles, they hadn't come away empty-handed; they had indeed captured a small number of superhumans, whom they considered important experimental subjects and planned to take back for research.
Meanwhile, on one of the borders of Kunde Race territory, a Scorched Earth Plan force is under attack by the Imperial fleet.
A Kunde Race warship has been boarded, and Imperial superhumans are clearing out enemy soldiers.
The captain locked the doors to the command center and frantically sent communication requests to the command headquarters again and again, but all of them went unanswered.
"What's going on? Why aren't the higher-ups answering emergency communications?!"
The captain was filled with shock and anger.
Just then, a sharp, cold light cleaved through the alloy door of the command room and swept past the captain's body.
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"Gah!" The captain screamed and collapsed to the ground with a thud, blue blood gushing out, and he was barely breathing.
An Imperial officer, wielding an alloy sword, strolled in, glanced at the communication call on the virtual screen, then at the captain's resentful gaze, chuckled, and casually switched off the communication.
"Don't bother, you can't possibly contact your own people."
Upon hearing this, the captain's eyes widened suddenly, "Could it be...?"
Brush!
A sharp glint of light flashed, and a huge shrimp head flew into the air, spraying blood onto the cabin wall like a poorly drawn abstract painting.
He sheathed his weapon, turned, and left, refusing to explain his plans to the enemy—a mandatory lesson for Imperial soldiers.
In fact, Han Xiao handed over more than just intelligence. As the saying goes, if you're going to help someone, go all the way. Since he had decided to help, he also handed over the vulnerability program he had left in the Kunde Race quantum network to the Empire so that they could control it and thus improve the mission evaluation to a greater extent.
In this way, the entire command system of the Kunde Race was completely reduced to a plaything of the empire, utterly powerless to resist, and could only be manipulated into all sorts of ways.
Everything the Kunde Race command saw, including the communications, was a fabrication created by the Empire.
They thought they had been given orders to the Scorched Earth Plan troops, but in reality, nothing was said, and these troops had not received any instructions from headquarters at all.
At the same time, the Empire controlled all communication between these troops and the command headquarters. All information was intercepted, and the Empire blocked the communication channels between the two sides. It was like two deaf people shouting at each other; it would be a miracle if they could hear each other.
The Kunde Race was completely rendered deaf and blind. The command headquarters believed that the situation was proceeding according to plan, but that was just an illusion created by the Empire. The command system, which was the brain of the tribe, was paralyzed. The troops outside could not call for help and could only be gradually devoured by the Empire.
Without the support of an interstellar society, the Kunde Race are a crippled cluster-level civilization. Their quantum network technology is far too poor, making them utterly vulnerable to Han Xiao. If it were a legitimate cluster-level civilization in Explored Universe, Han Xiao wouldn't have been able to easily control their quantum network.
The existence of virtual mechanics is a strategic weapon in terms of intelligence, and Han Xiao is at the peak of the Peak Beyond Grade A. He has also recently obtained [Perfect Mechanical Sense], making his role in the war irreplaceable by the other four superpower systems.
It's enough to make the enemy die without even knowing how they died.
In a vast expanse of space, far from their homeland, the immigrant fleet carrying all the civilians of the Kunde Race turned around unnoticed and headed back the way they came.
There was no indication of this on the star chart, and the people on board were completely unaware that they had returned the way they came.
The empire has no habit of letting its enemies escape; it has already set up a plan to wipe them all out.
The Kunde Race had nowhere to escape.