Destiny Mission of game 'Star Ring'

Su Mo's expression showed a slight, subtle change, as he was also a bit shaken. Had he miscalculated? So he asked.

"How much longer can we hold on?"

"Not much longer, we still have to reserve enough for the return journey."

Xiao Wen said with difficulty.

"Ah, alright. Relay my order, prepare to return."

Su Mo was left with no choice, this was already their limit.

"Yes, Boss."

Sun Duoxiang and Mo Baoke felt a sudden surge of relief upon hearing the order to return. Although this trip was in vain, at least they saved their lives.

However, at this moment, the deep voice of the Fake Owner, Swallower, suddenly echoed in Su Mo's mind.

"I have scanned the distant starry sky and detected a fleet moving at high speed, likely an imperial escort fleet."

Hearing Swallower's words, Su Mo's heart surged with joy. But he did not show it outwardly, as the ships had not yet spotted the others.

He replied to Swallower: "Good."

Swallower, filled with doubt and confusion, asked Su Mo, "How did you know there was another imperial transport fleet taking a route from behind? And how can you be sure you can catch them?"

It was completely at a loss, trying to figure out what went wrong.

Su Mo smiled and said to Swallower, "Would you believe me if I said it was intuition?"

"No."

Swallower didn't believe it at all.

"It's like this, I watched the whole battlefield. Although both sides fought brutally, and the imperial army deployed terrifying forces, I felt something was missing. The imperial army shouldn't only have such limited tactics. Later, I recalled all possible routes to the front lines, and I thought of one route, which was the opposite direction."

"But weren't you afraid you wouldn't catch up or that the direction would be wrong?"

Swallower asked deeply.

"Normally, the direction wouldn't be wrong. In Star Ring City's various sectors, there are still many free ships active. They must get far enough away and change their course to the front lines for it to make sense; otherwise, they'd still be discovered. Therefore, they are very likely to travel in a straight line, as that is the fastest way to leave."

"Also, there's no need to worry about not catching up. I have checked the travel speeds of all the ships. Level 4 is a watershed, with only a few premium Level 4 ships and those above Level 5 possessing superluminal travel devices; the rest are all sub-light speed and light-speed ships. Moreover, within ships of the same level and power systems, the scout-type ships travel the fastest, followed by flagship ships, battleships, escort ships, then mother ships, and finally transportation ships! Transportation ships, compared to other ships, are unique in that their load capacity is very large, but they are as slow as a tortoise and can't run fast unless they're Level 5 or above with superluminal travel devices. But as I understand it, only the Gaojia Republic has purchased a Level 5 transport ship, the Blue Whale, and the imperial army doesn't have Level 5 transport ships. So they're only able to choose a normal transport fleet, which is inherently slow, and if we give chase, we can catch up."

Su Mo calmly explained.

Swallower fell silent after listening, having to admit that Su Mo's analysis made a lot of sense.

Next to him, Xiao Wen, seeing Su Mo staying silent, thought he was upset over a misjudgment and was about to offer words of comfort.

Suddenly, Su Mo turned his head and stopped the people preparing to issue the return command.

"Stop the return, continue forward."

"Huh? Why?"

Sun Duoxiang and Mo Baoke and the others were also perplexed.

"Because we've caught up, everyone prepare for battle!"

Hearing this, Xiao Wen froze in place, and Sun Duoxiang and Mo Baoke nearly fell off their chairs.

They looked at Su Mo in disbelief.

"Bo-Boss, what did you say?"

"Prepare for battle! I'll make the first move, you follow!"

Su Mo took a deep breath, his blood boiling at this moment, sweeping away all previous gloom.

Xiao Wen was the first to react, turning to Chen Shan to give orders.

"Order everyone to get into combat readiness, check all weapon loads."

"Yes!"

...

In the distant starry sky, a Level 4 flagship, Javelin, a Level 4 heavy battleship, two Level 4 light guard ships, and 35 Level 3 battleships were escorting 15 Level 4 transport ships at high speed.

This force, although it bore no banners, was also part of the imperial army's transport fleet.

Importantly, this fleet wasn't just from one empire. It was formed by the strongest three empires in the imperial army: the Galmotos Empire, the Grey Gholles Empire, and the Demun Empire. They placed their most critical resources in this fleet. To prevent suspicion and discovery of foul play, they placed less important resources in the earlier transport ships.

This fleet set out from a planet in the Grey Gholles Empire, the position of which happened to be right behind Star Ring City. Before the war broke out, the home territory of the Grey Gholles Empire was already under martial law, and once the war fully broke out, everyone's attention was drawn.

This fleet immediately set off from the controlled military interstellar port, with the Grey Gholles Empire deploying numerous jamming and interference devices along the way.

The operation was extremely secretive and didn't draw anyone's attention.

Of course, to speak poorly of this conduct, they were practically selling out the other three empires to act as cannon fodder to draw attention.

As long as they successfully transported the supplies to the front line, their plan would be successful, and victory would be theirs.

Inside the Javelin's command room.

A woman with a large build, a slave tattoo of ugly hieroglyphics on her face, sat in a chair, twisting her neck as she listened to reports from the subordinates around her.

"Lord Anu, everything is proceeding smoothly in navigation. We have already left Star Ring City far behind. After another five days of navigation, we can alter our trajectory, detour to the front lines, and by then, no one will be able to catch us."

The subordinates respectfully reported.

At this point, Anu also displayed a sinister smile.

"How could those fools in the Alliance detect the great majesty's plan?"

"That may be, but better safe than sorry."

A noble-looking young woman with curled lashes, an elegant nose, and an impressive appearance, dressed in a crimson V-generation mechanical armor, approached.

Anu turned to look at the young woman in front of her, with a somewhat displeased expression, "Princess Ailan, are you afraid?"

The woman in front of her was none other than Princess Ailan of the Grey Gholles Empire. She was the pilot of the Pseudo V Generation Biological Mecha, Chimino, a top expert ranking thirteenth in the imperial army's overall power list.