Same light

While Alfred was preparing to board the battleship, the Emperor was on the main planet to deliver an urgent address to the nation.

He deliberately announced the change of the prince's position first, and then announced that the homologous civilization has been confirmed to exist and has already had contact with the empire.In this way, everyone's attention was attracted by the latter, but the first news had few followers.

The emperor carefully designed it, for fear of adding a point of civil prestige to Alfred, but Alfred didn't care about this.

What he cared about was never power, but his whole life was tied to being forced and power.He obviously didn't want to fight, but the former prince Xiu, the emperor, the late second prince...these people didn't allow him not to fight.Surrounded by an irresistible vortex, he intrigues with these people, confronts each other and competes for glory, and in the end you will die.

Today, he has taken over the power of the crown prince, and is finally only one step away from the throne.

But he is very clear that this seems to be only one step away, but it is actually a bottomless abyss.

If he is not careful, he will fall in and be smashed to pieces.

"Ai Po, it's Xiao Mei, is he ready to join the group?"

Alfred asked Austin who came to see him off before boarding the ship.

He was about to intercept an unknown aircraft of another civilization, and before leaving, this was what he was concerned about.

Austin couldn't understand it at all, but he didn't dare to ask anything at such a critical moment, not to mention that Alfred's mood was so bad that he could see it with the naked eye.

"Yes." He said truthfully, "She is tomorrow's spaceship."

Alfred nodded, said "Understood", without saying anything else, turned around and boarded the battleship.

"They have already passed five military bases at close range." The officer in charge of communications said, "According to His Majesty and your orders, we have tried to attack and intercept us every time we approached, but..."

"None of them worked?"

"Send me the post-war report." Alfred said without disappointment, "I didn't have any expectations. What is really precious is these data reports."

The communications officer nodded.

Because the coach was calm enough, their morale was not affected. Instead, an officer actively suggested: "Prince...His Royal Highness, since we have collected some data, should we change the route and take the initiative to meet them in advance? What if they If we didn't follow the route we estimated, then our current course..."

"Only in this heading can we fight encounters. They will definitely follow the route I estimated." Alfred said without doubt.

The opponent is fast and our side is slow. If you want to catch up, it is extremely important to predict the route.

Instead of Alfred betting on how the advanced civilized flying machine will go, it is better to say that he is betting on how the repairer will go.He doesn't understand advanced civilizations, but it's much easier to cultivate.

The opponent he is most familiar with and has spent the most energy studying.

"If it's really the prince... the former prince, if you are showing them the way, they will definitely detour here and stop over our largest military base." Alfred clicked on a point on the empire map. "Then go back to the third cantilever, look at this base, then turn back and break through the border. This route is the safest in general, and you don't need to detour too much and you can pass through the main bases."

Because of this, this route is also the usual route for military visits by the emperor and the prince.

Alfred frowned and stared at the three-dimensional map, always feeling a little deliberate.

Although it is indeed safe to go this way, the scores of the first few bases are exactly the same, and the sequence and path are all exactly the same. In this way, the subsequent route is too easy to be predicted.

Several senior officers nodded, Alfred was the youngest here, but no one questioned his statement.

"The ex-prince did too well." An officer frowned and said, "In this way, our military power is almost transparent to the other side."

"It's too early to say that." Alfred said, "It won't be too late for you to say this after our mission fails."

Indeed, although the exact distance is unknown, the two civilizations must be extremely far apart, so that the existence of each other has not been discovered for several epochs.In any case, it is impossible to achieve communication at such a long distance. If the other party wants to send back a message, they must at least break through the border of the empire and fly back a certain distance.

As long as the aircraft can be stopped, the information will not be leaked to the other side.

Another officer said solemnly: "We will stop them at all costs."

Alfred stretched out his hand, palm facing outward, signaling "stop".He said: "Not at all. What is 'at all costs'? Judging from the information collected on several firefights so far, it is not a military aircraft at all. According to the statement I got before, it is a group of wandering star thieves ...You guys are going to do whatever it takes, what if you meet the opponent's regular army later?"

The officers nodded awkwardly, and Alfred flipped through the previous battle report for a while, and seemed to say to himself: "This level... can be stopped, and it must be stopped."

"Your Highness, with all due respect." An officer couldn't help but said, "We can't stop it at this level!"

Alfred was not angry, on the contrary, he suddenly felt that it seemed that he hadn't been truly "spoken" for a long time.

Originally, according to his plan 20 years before his life, he would graduate from the Royal Military Academy and enter the army so that he could secure the throne in the future.

Although he reversed the direction of his life, he did not do badly in political battles, but doing well does not mean that he likes it. What he really likes seems to be military life.

He did not get angry at the officer who bluntly refuted him, but asked calmly: "Everyone, there is a big cabinet in the storage room next to us. Right now, standing in this room, who can make that cabinet fall down?"

The officers looked at each other, and one of them laughed and said, "Your Highness, how is this possible? The locker next door is built into the wall. Let alone standing in this room, even if you go to the next door, no one can let it fall down." .”

"So you can't do it," Alfred said.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden loud noise from the next door. On this sound-proof warship, the sound of heavy objects breaking and landing could still be clearly heard.

Several officers were stunned, looking at the young new crown prince speechlessly, his golden eyes were burning.

"I can." Alfred continued lightly, "and it's very easy. It would be much more difficult if it was separated by a warship, but it's not impossible."

Most of the legion are genetic enhancers in the physical direction, and the other genetic modification direction is already sparsely populated. After the survival crisis is over, the sense of presence is even lower, and the sense of presence in the legion is even lower. Even if there are still people who remember it, That's because there are more sensors and less controls.

Even if you have a good understanding of the direction of genetic modification and know that there are manipulations, you should know that those ability classifications were called "weak sensing" and "weak manipulation" of natural elements in the early days, that is, they can only be weakly controlled, and they are auxiliary ability, it will not have such a powerful effect.

But they forgot the existence of the strongest genetic ability user, Golden Pupil.

Except for the founding emperor who personally conquered and unified the human territory in the early days, after the unification of the empire, the golden pupil never appeared on the battlefield again. The several battlefield miracles that are almost like descending from the gods are exaggerated by later generations.

The officers suddenly remembered the widely circulated but unconfirmed video - Alfred had once re-engraved the picture of the emperor drawing the bow. In that vague and turbulent video, he manipulated the miraculous light arrow like The god of war came to the world.

"So, don't worry. Obey my orders and be loyal to me." Alfred nodded, "I will lead you to victory."

Frightened by him, several officers bowed their heads in agreement and stroked their chests to show their loyalty.

"Okay, let's end the meeting." Alfred said, "Don't sleep, go back and get a sober injection, and you will be on call around the clock for the next few days."

The officers all complied with this order and were about to disperse when the communication officer suddenly shouted: "Your Highness!"

"what happened?"

"The other party passed by the sixth base. After they descended into the atmosphere...the internal network of that military base received something from the other party."

Before the officers left, one officer subconsciously said, "What, provocative information?"

"No...it seems to be information about several characters." The communication officer said with a strange expression, "It has already been sent to us."

The machine at his hand was running "click, click", spitting out paper at an extremely fast speed, and it spit out a thick stack of paper in a while.

Alfred looked down, and saw that the top piece of paper was a photo, which seemed to be a full-body official photo. In the photo was a young and handsome tall man, wearing a military uniform with black background and gold borders.

Contrary to the burning golden pupils, this man has a pair of silver pupils with an inorganic metallic luminescence.

Alfred's golden pupils have not been extinguished yet, facing these silver pupils.

He reached out to remove the photo and turned to the next page.

"Commander of the 53rd Military District of the Federation."

At the beginning of the next page was printed such an incomprehensible title, and someone marked it with a pen next to it.

"Extremely dangerous, one of the biggest threats."

Alfred stared at this handwritten notation—these words looked distorted, as if... the person who wrote them didn't want others to find out who he was through his handwriting.