69: Chapter 69 Various Parties in Motion

Whether it was Zerg warships patrolling the starry sky or Zerg military units devouring planets, they all prostrated themselves on the ground to receive the Empress's will.

"Assemble, and launch a war against the Western Front of the Human Federation."

The ice-cold mental command spread through the entire Zerg network.

The next second, countless Zerg deities awoke from their slumber.

There were giant insect gods carrying planet-sized carapaces, war broodmothers with hundreds of limbs, void Zerg capable of tearing through space, and star-devouring giant insects that grew by consuming stellar energy.

In just a brief moment, the entire hive star system boiled, and countless Zerg legions surged out from every planet like a black tide.

Dense Zerg warships obscured the starry sky.

On the other side, the Ever-Night Star Domain.

This was the kingdom of the dead, with death and silence shrouding the entire planet.

In a bone temple piled high from hundreds of millions of skeletons, the ice-cold undead fire burned fiercely.

A golden skeletal giant standing ten thousand meters tall slowly stood up, and within its empty eye sockets, two clusters of dim-blue soul fires burned fiercely.

"Humans..."

"It is time once again to harvest souls."

Boom! Terrifying divine power of death erupted, and all the undead across the entire Ever-Night Star Domain awoke simultaneously.

"All Undead legions."

"March out."

The deep voice, like the death knell of doom, echoed within the sea of stars.

The next moment, countless bone warships rose from the undead planet, and hundreds of millions of Undead armies converged.

Undead knights wielding death scythes, skeletal giants clad in black armor, and death deities manipulating oceans of the dead.

Skeletons and the swarm, two terrifying torrents from different civilizations, advanced simultaneously toward the Western Front of the Human Federation.

Viewed from the distant sea of stars, one side was a black insect tide devouring all life, and the other was a torrent of bones representing death and annihilation.

Two sky-blocking shadows were gradually approaching the borders of human civilization.

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"Everyone speed up and board the ships immediately. Make sure to arrive at the Western Front Cross Star before twelve o'clock noon today, fast, faster!"

The ice-cold military command echoed throughout the military base.

A middle-aged officer wearing a dark blue military uniform stood upon a high platform, his voice spreading across the entire berthing area through the amplification system.

At this moment, the entire starport had completely entered a state of war.

Tens of thousands of soldiers were rapidly boarding military starships, and troops continued to line up endlessly from behind.

Heavy warships with lengths exceeding tens of kilometers hovered in the starport orbit, the federation emblems on their hulls shining under the starlight.

The emblem of the Human Federation was a burning flame, symbolizing that the fire of human civilization would never be extinguished.

The massive roar of engines shook the void.

Further away, a large amount of war equipment had already completed loading.

Electromagnetic railguns, heavy penetration clustered lasers, plasma annihilation cannons, and tachyon energy cannons.

There were even small planet-destroying cannons classified within the strategic weapon sequence.

Piece by piece, weapons that were usually only activated in large-scale wars were continuously carried onto the warships.

The entire military base was like a high-speed war machine.

"Boss, what's going on? Our 7th Army Group has been stationed in the Southern Front for over twenty years without any large-scale redeployments. Why has such a massive battle formation suddenly been stirred up?"

Inside a transport ship, a young soldier who had just finished boarding couldn't help whispering to the comrade beside him.

The officer addressed as boss was obviously older; he was a veteran with over thirty years of service and also the leader of this squad. Compared to the young soldier's curiosity, his face carried much more solemnity.

He lowered his voice and said, "Don't go asking around blindly. These are matters for the big shots up top to consider, and they have nothing to do with us. We just need to follow orders."

But in reality, his heart was also filled with murmurings and doubt.

On the way here, he had seen personnel from many other units whose combat sequences were completely different from his own, and the scale involved far exceeded his imagination.

These units usually guarded different star domains separately, with almost no intersection between each other. Yet today, they had all appeared in the same place simultaneously.

This scale even surpassed the scene he witnessed back then when he participated in the Federation Legion Grand Competition.

With just a hurried glance along the way, he had no idea how many people were involved in the redeployment.

"What on earth is going on?"

Old Wang looked at the fleets continuously taking off outside the window, a trace of unease rising in his heart.

Listening to the casual chat of the garrison guards stationed at the star gate here, they weren't even the first batch to be redeployed. Units had been continuously redeployed since three days ago, and they belonged to the final few batches.

The entire process did not hold public meetings, gave no advance notice, and didn't even give frontline units any preparation time.

After the order was issued, assembly was completed within ten minutes, and boarding was completed within fifteen minutes.

With such an exaggerated execution speed, there was only one possibility: the Federation high-ups did not want any news of this redeployment to leak out in advance.

Because once the enemy knew in advance, they would lose the most crucial initiative.

And such a scene was currently playing out simultaneously at countless star gates across the federation. If viewed from above on the star sea map, one would find massive torrents of fleets moving.

A large amount of military forces from the Northern and Southern Fronts began to converge in the same direction, aiming straight at the Western Front.

The federation had a total of thirteen army groups, with three army groups stationed across the four borders of east, west, north, and south, and each army group having around one billion personnel.

The remaining one army group was the Federation Expeditionary Force, belonging to the external expansion unit, with personnel reaching three billion.

People harboring doubts like Old Wang were not few; everyone had temporarily received orders from superiors to set off immediately.

From the issuance of the order to the subordinate units receiving the order and setting out, the interval was less than ten minutes, giving no one any time to react at all.

This time, apart from the Eastern Front Army Group maintaining its original deployment, a large amount of military force from the other two directions began to redeploy completely.

A military action of this scale had not appeared for goodness knows how many years.

Inside the transport ship, the soldiers watched large transport vehicles loading various expensive strategic weapons such as energy weapons, plasma weapons, and tachyon weapons into the fleet piece by piece, unable to help swallowing hard.

Everyone's hearts were heavy. As veterans stationed at the border for many years, they could often directly discern the scale of a battle from its weapons and supplies.

They knew all too well what these equipments meant; ordinary conflicts would never deploy tachyon weapons, let alone small planet-destroying cannons.

Even some localized wars would not involve cross-regional redeployments of army groups. The simultaneous dispatch of so many strategic units this time was enough to illustrate the sheer scale of the battle, and many people had not even witnessed such terrifying combat preparations after serving in the military for many years.

Everyone's hearts were heavy; regardless of who they were going to fight this time, it would likely be a desperate battle of narrow escape.