Abyss Solo

The elderly senators pondered for a while.

An older man asked, "Allison, in your understanding, what happened to the Wind Alliance afterward?"

Allison's heart almost skipped a beat.

Yes, he was still maintaining the facade of a prophet, which was his greatest value to these old men in front of him.

Although there were previous prediction errors, he had fortunately bet correctly on the 'White Ghost will betray the Empire' issue, thus regaining the trust of these elders.

Now, what could he predict... What could he predict?

To the "Abyss" he knew, the Empire was declining due to successive 'exclusive' insect disasters, while the New Federation rapidly rose, handling the Empire with ease.

The current Milky Way had been turned into a pot of chaos by that scoundrel White Ghost!

Allison quickly thought, he must now clarify his position and understand what these old senators were thinking. The Wind Alliance, faced with the Sherman Empire and the powerful Levi Fleet, had no chance of winning...right?

"Wind will fail, I personally think Wind will fail."

Allison said in a deep voice:

"But the Sherman Empire will suffer a huge blow because of this, with severe internal turmoil. The White Ghost will return like a king, stirring up a massive revolution within the Sherman Empire."

The old men fell silent again.

"Since they will fail, we don't need to pay much attention to some verbal support."

"Our previous disregard for Wind can also demonstrate our own tolerance, which will be great for promotion."

"For Wind to achieve such a great victory is another symbol of the democratic camp's triumph over the Evil Empire. Justice will prevail, democracy will prevail... Write the press release like this?"

"Very well, find a few more people to show their faces, promote this great victory nationwide, and let the Central Intelligence Agency weigh in on it."

"Supporting Wind is not our goal; depleting the Sherman Empire's military reserves is our goal."

"Does the front line need to expand the scale of the war?"

"Will this force out the Levi Fleet?"

The older man in the center sighed and began to summarize this brief meeting:

"Whether we expand the scale should not depend on us and the Empire, but rather on the Free Federation and the Guel Alliance."

"If either of them sends a fleet to support the Wind Alliance, then we will double the scale of the war to entangle the Imperial Expeditionary Army."

"If both of them send fleets to support Wind, then we will fully expand the scale of the war, creating a posture for a comprehensive counterattack, making the Imperial Expeditionary Army unable to withdraw. This is the major counteroffensive of the democratic camp."

"Of course, we must avoid intense conflicts with them, and only maintain localized conflicts."

"If both only verbally support Wind, then we will withdraw part of the troops from the front line. Just three marginal planets do not have the value to make us fight with our heads broken and blood flowing. The flame of democracy will not extinguish due to a temporary failure."

"As for Wind, we must fully express regret and convey sympathy."

The numerous senators slowly nodded, raising their hands to express agreement.

Allison sighed internally, but a gentle smile appeared on his lips.

This was the New Federation, forever impossible to bear the risk.

He liked this model.

...

Meanwhile.

Near the Guel Alliance headquarters.

Duoduo Moduo, who was having breakfast, almost popped his eyes out upon seeing the firsthand intelligence on the 'New Auri Great Victory.'

"Oh, goddess above, have my dear friends gone crazy?"

Duoduo Moduo looked at the subordinate beside him, put down his knife and fork, untied the bib, read the battle report again, and a big question mark was written on his wrinkled face.

"Are you sure this isn't an April Fool's joke?"

"No, General, in fact, we've confirmed it. The insider within the Imperial Military Department told us that the empire's top officials are almost all mad, incredulous that the weak Wind Alliance dared to provoke the mighty Sherman Empire and, in such a short time, completely annihilated one of their well-equipped conventional battle groups."

"It involved skillful use of stellar activity and many factors we haven't analyzed up to now."

"God! ***!"

Duoduo Moduo cursed:

"Yang Ming told me earlier that as long as the Empire's fleet charges at Wind, Wind will surely counter-attack, and we could then come to assist."

"We've prepared the fleet."

"The story of Edwan's death he concocted has garnered immense sympathy from our citizens for Wind, and going to support Wind aligns with popular sentiment and can win public backing!"

"But he didn't tell me they plan to actively attack the Empire's fleet and swallow an entire battle group... How did they manage that?"

"Don't know, General... They even captured a Dreadnought from the Sherman Empire."

"What?!"

Duoduo Moduo was filled with question marks.

"Get me General Yang Ming's communication... and be polite, I need to ask when our fleet's entry timing is best."

"Yes, General."

"They are simply a miraculous team, truly terrifying to be their enemy."

Duoduo Moduo muttered.

...

Outside the head star of the Free Federation.

The Fourth Pioneer was swimming happily in the pool, while his subordinate hurriedly ran over, kneeling on one knee by the pool, quickly reporting the New Auri Great Victory.

"Ha," the Fourth Pioneer sneered, "this Wind does have guts, but such a victory is based on the Empire's arrogance and negligence. What will they do next? Rely on the nationwide fury to drown the Empire's Invincible Fleet with saliva? What is scariest about the Empire is its size, that it can sustain the galaxy's largest fleet with its mass."