A bunch of reports came from Schiller's communication terminal. The fact that these reports could be transmitted to his terminal showed that they were very important. Schiller quickly glanced at it and keenly discovered that there were many reports on domestic unrest in the Federation. There have been riots on many planets in the Federation, and they are basically related to the lack of living supplies. These events seemed unrelated to each other and occurred in different galaxies far away from each other. But sitting in this position, Schiller knew that these events were not accidental.
The federal domestic production capacity was hit hard by Xu Bingyan, and once dropped by 30%. Now the scale and consumption of the war are three times that of that time, so the basic supplies within the federation are extremely tight, and many daily necessities and food have begun to implement rationing. In this way, many planets are still experiencing shortages of supplies, and even residents are starving.
This is a very dangerous sign. If it is not handled well, a full wave of protests may break out at any time, and the public support brought by the recruitment campaign will disappear. At this time, there was already a group of speculators in the federal government preparing for an armistice, which Schiller would never allow. He returned to his desk and picked up the photos on the table. It was a photo of a family of four, but the wife and daughter in the photo were no longer there. When Xu Bingyan drove away the civilians of a planet, they were on a transport ship, and then the transport ship never returned to the Federation.
At this time, another report was sent to him. It was Austin who requested to investigate the changes in the galaxy on the other side and tried to contact Dr. Zero.
Schiller snorted disapprovingly. In the past, like other federal soldiers, he feared Austin like a god and had a kind of fanatical worship in his heart. However, with Austin's defeat at the hands of Xu Bingyan in the first battle across the line, the aura of being undefeated was broken. Then his attitude of attaching more importance to real dreams than to dynasty angered many people. After the Battle of the Draft, federal war sentiment reached a fever pitch. At this time, any voice that did not support the war would be ruthlessly suppressed, no matter who it was, and Austin was no exception. Gradually, Austin left the center of power, and even his headquarters was split into a sinecure department in charge of scientific research. Recently, his authority was reduced by Schiller, who had just been on duty.
Theoretically, Austin should not have S-level authority after leaving the military's highest command center. This is the authority that only members of the Joint Commission can have. But in reality, it was also a humiliation for Austin. Now that there are many famous players on the front line of the Federation, the Austin line is no longer so important.
But during the sensitive period of the war, Austin still had a phone call with the doctor? Did something really happen in the galaxy on the other side?
Schiller became a little curious, so he called the defenders of the other side of the galaxy and asked about the situation.
"The patrol troops sent out have not yet reached the routine reporting time. So far, there is nothing abnormal."
Schiller immediately said: "Require each patrol team to report immediately."
"Yes! Marshal!"
The garrison commander of the other side of the galaxy immediately contacted each patrol fleet. Most of them responded quickly, but only one of them made no sound. The garrison commander had a bad premonition, and immediately activated the galaxy scanning system and started scanning in the direction of the patrol fleet. This scanning system consumes a lot of energy. One scan can cover the entire galaxy and can only be turned on when necessary.
After the scan was turned on, a weak signal was indeed captured. The garrison commander immediately asked someone to amplify the signal and at the same time increase the scanning power at the signal source. The signal was finally clear:
"what is that?!"
"Oh my God!"
"Don't make a fuss. Let's get closer and scan first. Maybe it's just some optical phenomena!"
"Scanning started... No! It's moving, coming towards us!"
"Prepare the main gun! Report to the garrison headquarters immediately!"
"The communication system is interfered with! Unable to establish communication!"
"So fast! Save..."
The signal breaks off here and all that's left is noise.
The garrison commander calmed down, reported to Schiller, boarded the flagship, and led the fleet towards the location where the signal was sent. It is said to be a fleet, but it is actually a destroyer and a frigate. The Federation has long been unable to provide more starships to defend the galaxy.
"Could it be a dynasty?" asked a staff officer.
The garrison commander said angrily: "How can the dynasty survive? Don't think so much, go over and take a look before talking."
After a while, the fleet flew out of the outer edge of the galaxy and arrived at the location where the signal was last sent. The fleet immediately slowed down and began to scan all directions around it.
Suddenly, a cry came from the intelligence room: "What is that?!"
The garrison commander immediately switched the screen to an area just discovered by scanning. The space that was supposed to be empty was now filled with a strange dark red color. This mass of color seems to have a life of its own, moving slowly.
"Scan...wait!" The garrison commander suddenly remembered the conversation in the signal and broke into a cold sweat. He looked at the screen carefully. It showed an optical image. High-power active scanning was only authorized by the captain. It would usually be turned on only after the direction of detailed exploration was determined. At this moment, the starship is using panoramic scanning, which does not have very high power in a single direction.
The dark red mass was only a small one on the screen, but when enlarged it was hundreds of meters long. The radiation it emits is very strange, extremely chaotic, and there is no pattern at all. The garrison commander ordered: "One-tenth power, start scanning!"
As the scanning beam pointed at the mass of color, the dark red color suddenly began to squirm as if it had seen prey, extending towards the place where the scanning beam came from!
The garrison commander was startled, but fortunately, the mass of color seemed unable to leave its place, and its extension was limited.
"What the hell is this? Aiqi, prepare the main gun, give him a shot first."
The frigate next to it was ready to go. As the light of the main gun flashed, a ball of high-energy particles blasted into the center of the color. The dark red mass seemed to retract in pain, shrinking from hundreds of meters to dozens of meters in an instant. Then it began to surge violently, suddenly expanded, and a dark red ball popped up, spraying on the frigate!
Dark red quickly spread across the frigate's hull, and countless exclamations came from the communication channel. Then the lights of the frigate were extinguished one by one. In the blink of an eye, the entire ship lost power and was swallowed by the dark red mass. Strangely, the diameter of the separated color group was only 100 meters, even a little smaller than the frigate, but the frigate was engulfed by the dark red bit by bit and disappeared.
"Save..." The commander of the garrison fleet raised his hand and slowly lowered it. It was obvious that shipboard weapons were of no use to it, and the scan just now had no results. Only the optical image could be seen as a flowing dark red, while the other data was all chaos.
"Retreat and report back."
