I Really Didn't Mean To Be The Saviour Of The World-Chapter 940 - 576: Facing the Enemy Freely_1

Chapter 940 -576: Facing the Enemy Freely_1

After ten minutes, notifications were successfully sent to the communicators of every military personnel in the Voyager Galaxy at this time.

Not only the military personnel residing here but also those passing by received the message.

According to the current empire laws, once a galaxy falls into a sudden war, all military personnel in the galaxy have the obligation to join the battle immediately.

Unless they have a special mission and need to leave, they must unconditionally obey the orders of the local commander.

Even if the military personnel stranded in the sudden battle zone have extremely high ranks, even surpassing the local commander, they must still comply with this law.

Of course, during implementation, individual differences are taken into account.

High-ranking officers and top fighters have the right to choose whether to join the local command structure.

If they are reluctant, they can also form their own special operation team on the spot, unrestrained by others, and make their own decisions on battle strategy and action mode.

However, lower-ranking military personnel don’t have this privilege.

Due to the sudden conflict, the minor “dispute” on Tiffany Bell’s side naturally dissipated.

Everyone quickly dispersed and returned to their respective dormitories to wait for news.

The elite mecha operators, including Oytonk, who rushed to the Voyager Galaxy from other star regions to take the T100 assessment, were decisively requisitioned without any suspense.

Once the definite order arrived, everyone followed the atmosphere in the Voyager Galaxy and gathered together again.

Everyone was not unhappy, but rather showed an eager and excited attitude.

As elite mecha operators, Oytonk and others’ awareness is certainly not a problem.

Some of them are elite fighters who have just stepped down from the front lines.

Even those who have not been on the battlefield are already psychologically prepared.

“Mr. Dennis, which unit do you think we will be assigned to? Will we have a chance to enter the front line formation?” Oytonk asked Dennis Mitchell at the dormitory’s bar in the space station.

Dennis Mitchell shook his head, “I’m not sure. According to General Foreman, the ‘fish’ we are going to face this time is an unprecedented new type of soldier. Nobody knows how to deal with it, and everything has to be re-explored. So the battlefield situation should be pretty chaotic. I’m not sure what will happen.”

Oytonk scratched his head, “I see. But since General Folco ordered the civilians to evacuate in advance, the situation certainly isn’t optimistic, and everyone might face the possibility of dying in battle.”

“Yes,” Dennis Mitchell nodded and then laughed: “It’s quite a coincidence. Tiffany, that little girl, was supposed to be enlisted, but the headquarters considered that she’s currently a T100 intern mecha operator and decided to let her leave with this valuable experimental mecha.”

Oytonk was taken aback, “That’s good. To be honest, I have high hopes for that little girl, and I hope she can survive. Didn’t you notice, despite my fierce conversation with her, she showed no fear and gave off a very determined impression?”

Dennis Mitchell smiled, “We feel the same way, but she… Let it go. Since she has to evacuate, she obviously doesn’t have time to test real-time programming.”

At this point, they didn’t know where Tiffany was.

The little girl is obviously not a good socializer.

She also received the notification, but she had one more choice than others.

She had great autonomy to decide whether to stay or follow the people in evacuating quickly.

Three days later.

In the Core Fleet of the Third Combat Brigade of the Voyager’s Defensive Army.

Oytonk and Dennis Mitchell, along with others, looked speechless at Tiffany Bell, who was in the crowd wearing the uniform of the Voyager Galaxy army, appearing like an adult but her young stature betraying her age.

She learned from others, held her head high and chest up in the formation, showing a formidable demeanor.

Everyone was puzzled.

Why didn’t she leave?

“Little girl, why didn’t you evacuate? You currently can’t steadily control your armor, which means you’re still in the internship period. Our empire’s situation hasn’t become so urgent that we need trainees to participate in encounter battles, right? Listen to uncle’s advice, it’s not too late to report to the higher-ups now, hurry.”

Oytonk tugged her collar and then commanded fiercely.

However, Tiffany Bell tidied up her freshly made army uniform and shook her head, “Thanks for your kindness. But I am a warrior, and it’s a warrior’s duty to go to the battlefield.”

“Don’t joke around, you little brat! You know nothing at all. Your life is worthless, but if you let the valuable T100 armor be easily destroyed, you will be a sinner!”

In the back of the crowd, an irritable reserve mecha operator couldn’t stand the child’s stubbornness and scolded angrily.

But Tiffany Bell wasn’t ashamed or annoyed, just shrugged, “I’m really sorry, everyone. But now I happen to be T-100’s person-in-charge, and I can have the final say in this matter.”

After speaking, she turned her back, hands on her hips, and ignored everyone.

No one knew what kind of determination she had made in her young heart.

Since you all think I can’t do it, I will prove that I can.

She didn’t believe that Tom’s special training for herself this year was useless.

She even blindly believed that as long as she could achieve real-time programming, she would definitely get the desired results.

If the situation was more optimistic and the human defenders could win easily, she might have left.

But now, she believed that the Voyager Galaxy needed her as a variable.

…

“What to do now? Your little apprentice is going to die. Won’t you try to persuade her to come back?” Star said to Harrison Clark half-jokingly and half-seriously.Harrison Clark shook his head, “She is still far from passing my final assessment. From what I see now, she has almost exhausted her potential. Only true trials of fire and blood can help break through the limitations one is born with. Facing war is a necessary experience for her. We are not in a peaceful era now, and it is not an exaggeration to say that everyone should be on guard. Rather than barely surviving like a useless person, it’s better to be a fleeting hero. After all, it’s her own decision, so just let her go.”

Actually, Harrison Clark didn’t want to admit one thing.

He saw himself in this little girl.

The more others think you can’t do it, the more you want to try and prove them wrong.

…

The so-called central core fleet mainly carries pilots and intelligent warfare equipment.

During combat, the central fleet would stay at a position over 20 million kilometers away from the front line.

Its main function is to provide on-site debugging of intelligent warfare equipment for pilots, along with equipment maintenance, supply, and medical support – similar to the ancient aircraft carrier fleet.

However, Tiffany Bell was an exception.

She and the T100 would only receive supplies at the central fleet once, and then she would go directly to the front line.

If she needed supplies later, she would have to rely on the frontline fleet for that.

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Of course, that’s provided that she can survive until she needs supplies, or if the frontline fleet still exists by then.

In the Lightning’s large transport ship’s preparation workshop, Tiffany Bell was finishing up her final preparations for battle with the help of dozens of engineers.

Her preparations were much more complicated than others since she would actually be sitting inside the armor, so her boarding system required extra safety measures.

Although Oytonk and others wondered what Tiffany Bell was up to, they were all busy with their own tasks and didn’t have time to pay more attention to her.

“Tiffany Bell, your mission is to fly out of the Lightning’s 73rd hatch and travel along the designated curve to the flank of the battle line between the two sides at basic warp speed. Then, place the close-range detector at the target location and set the parameters for the Trickster Mine deployment. After that, withdraw immediately. When stopping your warp, make sure your distance from the battle line is more than ten million kilometers. Got it?”

Dennis Mitchell, Tiffany Bell’s superior officer, and the central fleet pilot officer of the Third Combat Brigade, reminded her before she set off.

Despite his notable wartime achievements, he was temporarily promoted to lead the brigade’s pilots, organizing various tasks for hundreds of thousands of them.

It was unusual for him to single out one person for individual guidance, but no one questioned it.

Tiffany Bell nodded, “Thank you, Grandpa Dennis.”

“You’re welcome.”

Dennis Mitchell didn’t want to say too much. He spoke a few more words before quickly turning and walking away.

By this time, the Lightning had already left the farthest orbit of Voyager Star’s Satellite and arrived in outer space.

Actually, the mission Dennis Mitchell assigned to Tiffany Bell was very basic. If all went well, she wouldn’t directly engage in combat.

He thought that since Tiffany didn’t object to this conservative mission, it meant that she was somewhat aware of her own limitations.

In fact, Dennis was overestimating her.

Once inside the armor, all she could think about was how excited she was, her heart racing.

Tiffany secretly thought this was her first real show and that she must make a successful debut.

No matter what the mission, she had to complete it in the most perfect way, proving that both she and Tom could do it.

She didn’t even think about whether the mission was easy or difficult.

At the same time, she was a little nervous.

This wasn’t like Tom’s simulated tutorial where one could start over after dying.

Failure meant death.

It wasn’t death itself that she was afraid of.

Like everyone else, she was afraid that Tom would fail here.

Compared to the actual operational cabins of armored fighters, Tiffany’s emergency human cabin was much simpler and more cramped.

Her whole body was wrapped in shock-absorbing cushioning material except for her fingertips and eyes, barely able to move up or down.

Her eyes were closed, her right palm on the neural connection board.

With only five minutes before the launch, she was performing rapid programming according to the mission requirements.

Tiffany murmured to herself.

“When taking off, first use the C acceleration system to reach the speed of light within a minute, and then activate the curvature mode that prevents reflections…”

“During continuous basic warping, Tom should reset the warp parameters every ten intervals. It would make warping more accurate and prevent enemy predictions of his direction.”

“The detector that Grandpa Dennis has asked me to deploy should be the latest Tang Type III. Its primary function is to continuously emit ZX-rays, capture energy level changes within the area and create a simulation field…”

As she was calculating, the new alarm suddenly rang out. It was louder and more intense than before.

At the same time, an announcement came through on Tiffany’s communication device.

“Enemy attack! The enemy’s vanguard forces have penetrated our front line defenses, arriving directly 2 million kilometers in front of the central fleet! Everyone prepare for battle! All intelligent warfare equipment is to be deployed – leave no ship or mobile soldiers for defense!”

The order from the Commander of the central fleet was quickly given.

It was concise and resolute.

Inside T100’s virtual space, the mission instruction bar in front of Tiffany Bell changed dramatically, leaving only four words.

“Engage enemies freely.”

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