Medium wave transmission has excellent directivity. If you draw a plan view of the signal transmitted by the 149th Division at this moment, you can clearly see that the transmission area of the signal at this moment is a narrow fan shape, and the center of the fan shape is the nearby friendly 117th Division.
, and the end of the sector happens to be the area covered by the Gardor Empire's frontier army on the map.
As expected, this information was acquired by friendly forces, but the transmission did not stop because of this, but spread further away.
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In the 62nd Intelligence Battalion of the Gardo Empire's Frontier Army, hundreds of soldiers sitting in front of the light screen were busy conducting signal analysis.
When signal receiving equipment intercepts signals from the Federation, these soldiers perform routine signal cracking work.
The ciphertext of the federation's radio transmissions is frequently changed, and the intensity of encryption and decryption work is upgraded day by day. As long as the two sides confront each other for a day, the war in this virtual world will not stop.
After the intercepted information was accessed into the cipher text library, the device suddenly sounded a beeping alarm not long after.
Decryption successful?
Looking at the information displayed on the light screen in surprise, the soldier hurriedly pressed the direct communication button with his commander.
A moment later, a lieutenant colonel wearing a green military uniform of the Gardut Empire ran in. After reading the deciphered message, his expression was gloomy.
Why did the Federation, which was already sending messages using seventh-generation and a half ciphertext, suddenly change to seventh-generation ciphertext?
How true is the information inadvertently intercepted by oneself?
What kind of conspiracy does the Federation have in this? Is it really planning to use the Fire Hill District as an entry point, or is it drawing its own attention?
After a long time, the lieutenant colonel finally called the special line of the Imperial Frontier Army headquarters.
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"This is a night patrol. Wear a helmet. It would be too much if you are taken away by a stray bullet." The bench chattered to Mu Fan.
It can be said that every soldier in the 27th Infantry Company has multiple roles. At least the corporal code-named "Bench" is both a mechanical soldier and a scout.
It is a miracle that this infantry company successfully defended a battle area of more than 20 square kilometers with less than a hundred men.
Mu Fan repeatedly stated that this huge backpack would not slow down his speed, and then he was allowed to patrol with a heavy load.
At this moment, he was extremely awkward wearing a heavy-duty tactical helmet focused on defense, holding a half-length explosion-proof shield in his hand, hanging it carefully at the end of the team, and in front of him was a bench that acted as a short-term teacher.
After the last self-inspection before conducting the night patrol mission, the seven-member team finally set off successfully.
Night comes much faster on planet e75 than on planet Landu. In bench terms, it is dark for two-thirds of the day.
Moreover, the night was particularly cold. In Mu Fan's eyes, the six soldiers in front had all put on thick marching uniforms, and all had their tactical helmets' night vision devices turned on.
No one noticed that Mu Fan, who was at the rear of the team, did not turn on his night vision goggles, but directly exposed his eyes.
Walking on the rugged mountain road with one foot deep and one foot shallow, in Mu Fan's eyes, these people were all laughing and joking before wearing the devices. But when they started to perform the night patrol mission, they all seemed to have changed.
, including Bench who likes to talk, would only point out a few words to Mu Fan at some key points.
This feeling of sneaking in the silent night made Mu Fan seem to have returned to his days on Luojia Star.
"Hoululu~hoululv~"
Suddenly, a strange cry sounded from the rock formation in front of him. Mu Fan subconsciously tensed his body and raised the shield in his hand unnaturally.
As if feeling the strange movement behind him, the bench standing in front of Mu Fan immediately turned around and whispered: "Don't be nervous, this sound is the unique rock formation cavity in the Fire Hill Area, indicating that there is a hollow underground trench below the area in front of you, and you can travel here.
You must be careful. We don’t know how deep it is down there, and those who fall will never come back. You should follow closely later and be sure not to slip down."
The night patrol team, which had stayed for a moment, began to move forward cautiously in single file. During this period, Mu Fan deliberately kicked off a stone and rolled it down along the smooth stone wall to the bottom of the rock formation. He only heard a few ding-dong collisions and then no more sound.
Come……
The depth is probably more than 100 meters.
After following the team around this area, Mu Fan's vision suddenly went blank.
Now that they had climbed over the dark side of the hilly area, what appeared in front of them was a flat valley, and on the other side of the valley there were still endless hills.
With his excellent eyesight, Mu Fan could clearly see that the so-called flat valley was dotted with craters.
The teammates quietly lay down, and Mu Fan followed suit and lay down on the warm rock and flint. The sergeant leading the team took out a high-power infrared telescope. Cold air came out of the gap in the windproof mask. He looked at the opposite side cautiously and carefully, and at the same time began to adjust.
Scale on the eyepiece.
"What's wrong? Is there any problem on the other side?"
"That is the defensive area of the Winger Army. It is a routine task to observe their changes in defense every day." Bench lowered his voice and said, then he noticed the abnormality on Mu Fan's face and asked in surprise: "Don't you ever turn on your night vision goggles?
?”
Mu Fan nodded: "My vision is very good at night, but it is inconvenient to wear night vision goggles."
After hearing Mu Fan's words, the bench quietly gave a thumbs up.
The Galaxy Federation spans such a large territory, and there are many capable people and strangers emerging in endlessly. In his opinion, Mu Fan's ability is even better than the power of the melee exoskeleton armor.
Mu Fan did not continue on this topic, but squinted his eyes and looked at the other side and asked, "How can we see the defense of the other side in this situation?"
Hearing Mu Fan's question, the sergeant stopped and looked at Mu Fan, grinning and saying: "From this point of view, the frontier army is under unified command, unlike ours where multiple divisions are not under each other's control.
.So they are treated better than us. This damn place is very cold at night. We are in a fire hilly area, but the opposite side is not. It is just an ordinary hilly area without rocks and fire stones for heating. So just observe the individual temperature abnormal areas in the eyepiece
, that’s the opponent’s garrison area.”
boom!
Suddenly, the rock in front of the sergeant made an explosion and exploded into pieces.
The sergeant immediately shrank his neck and hid behind the rock, and cursed in a low voice: "These haunting night herons, recruits over there, lower your body, lift your shield a little, and pay attention to the tilt angle."
Hearing this, Mu Fan didn't know what the sergeant meant, so he still did it.
Just after the shield was exposed for a moment, a loud bang exploded on it. Since the shield was tilted at 45 degrees, the bullets bounced away directly.
Mu Fan's arm didn't move at all.
This surprised the sergeant and exclaimed: "Okay, boy, Ye Heron's sniper rifle is very powerful. Even if the distance should be more than four kilometers now, the kinetic energy can knock an adult back."
Mu Fan grinned and said nothing, but the bench whispered that this recruit was really strong.
"Let's go, Night Heron has discovered our location. Let's move to another place to investigate. Just now I saw that the temperature abnormality on the other side seems to be much higher than the previous two times. Has the night patrol on the other side increased?"
After frowning and muttering something, the sergeant waved to follow, and then the group bent down and started to move.
During the silent transfer, the bench told Mu Fan that "Night Heron" was the collective name for the reconnaissance snipers of the frontier army.
After reaching a raised rock, the sergeant captain quietly observed again and then retreated, "There is indeed something wrong with the defense on the other side. It seems to have increased by about one-tenth. I will have to report to the major when I get back."