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    Ch.252The Red Flavor Federation is Lonely Today (4)

    # Chapter 252: The Red-Flavored Federation Is Lonely Today. (4)

    However, the Fuxviet Federation couldn’t continue such precarious tightrope walking forever.

    Not long after, something happened that turned the entire Fuxviet leadership upside down.

    “Hah-ha!!!”

    “Barabara-barabara-baaaaam!!!”

    “Insane.”

    The entity that had caused them—the Fuxviet Federation and ISTO (Interstellar Security Treaty Organization)—to have fits.

    The mastermind who had made them and ISTO keep each other in check all this time.

    The superstar that drove Kka and Bba crazy, the Prosnack Fleet…

    “What the hell did you just say?”

    “The 20,000 ships that were in the rear are now marching toward our fleets spread around the Eternia territory.”

    News that an additional 20,000 ships were being reinforced from the homeland.

    “Kyaaaaaaah!!!”

    “Those bastards are really trying to finish us off this time!”

    “That really seems to be the only explanation.”

    Naturally, such news was enough to make the Fuxviet Federation panic.

    After all, they had once been allies with Prosnack.

    And through their powerful intelligence network, they were painfully aware of just how “insane” the Prosnack fleet’s combat power was…

    “Immediately draw forces from fleets in all directions, we need to strengthen our defenses against Prosnack!”

    “Issue First-Class Combat Alert to the fleet facing Prosnack!”

    “Move the patrol fleets from the rear to the front lines. If we don’t commit all our forces, we’ll be defeated!”

    To counter the Prosnack fleet of over 80,000 ships, they once again squeezed their already depleted sphere of influence, which seemed to have nothing left to give.

    They began efforts to somehow reinforce the fleets in the direction where the Prosnack fleet would advance.

    But as mentioned above, the Fuxviet Federation’s territory was already squeezed dry like Arto’s you-know-what.

    “We… we don’t have any more to give…”

    “Ah.”

    The moment they realized there were no resources or reserve forces for fleet reinforcement,

    The Fuxviet leadership also realized that to reinforce the fleet against Prosnack, they would have to abandon other fronts.

    But… they couldn’t afford to abandon the other fronts either.

    “Can we pull from the ISTO front?”

    “If we pull out, they will certainly attack us, taking advantage of the resonance between Prosnack and us.”

    The border with ISTO was not only vast in size…

    “Just try pulling out, and we’ll pay you back for the last humiliation.”

    Since it hadn’t even been 10 years since the Fuxviet Federation had backstabbed them, the eastern countries were still sharpening their knives.

    For the Fuxviet, it was simply impossible to withdraw carelessly.

    But…

    “Huh?”

    “Urgent report!”

    “ISTO’s treaty forces and the eastern countries’ fleets are gathering at the borders of the Sir-Hod Alliance and the former Kerzin Federation!”

    “Ohhhhh!!!”

    Fortunately for the Fuxviet,

    The ISTO leadership seemed to consider Prosnack, which dominated the entire northern region, more threatening than the red-flavored Federation.

    They had begun deploying all their fleets, except for the minimum forces needed for border defense, to the border of the Sir-Hod Alliance, which was adjacent to Prosnack’s territory.

    “Though it kind of hurts my pride a bit.”

    “We’re facing a life-or-death situation, and you’re worried about pride?”

    “I guess you’re right?”

    The Fuxviet also breathed a sigh of relief and drew large numbers of fleets from the ISTO front.

    They began a massive reinforcement toward the direction where the Prosnack fleets were expected to gather…

    ———————————-

    But not long after, the Fuxviet Supreme Military Committee discovered an absurd fact.

    “Wait, these bastards, why is their movement route strange?”

    The movement path of the Prosnack fleet, including their additional reinforcements(?), was not toward their border.

    “Huh? Why are those guys moving toward the Eternia direction?”

    They confirmed that the fleet was moving toward the border of the Eternia Holy Empire, where the psionic veil had been lifted.

    “What the hell are they doing over there?”

    “Seriously, why are they doing that?”

    Such bizarre behavior from Prosnack naturally raised enormous suspicions among the Fuxviet Federation’s leadership.

    “Think about the wars Prosnack has waged so far. Didn’t they primarily attack the Kerzin Federation, which was revealed to be supported by the Pioneer Empire?”

    “Wasn’t that just because the Kerzin Federation backstabbed them during the past Irtelan War?”

    “If that were the case, they should have ended it after tearing Kerzin’s territory in half, just as they themselves survived.”

    “Um… what are you saying?”

    “Seeing how they completely destroyed the Kerzin Federation and have been waiting until now, I think they’ve been targeting the Eternia Holy Empire from the beginning.”

    At the astute explanation from the General Staff directly under the Supreme Military Committee, the leadership, including the Secretary-General, showed very intrigued reactions.

    “Wait… then the lifting of Eternia’s psionic veil…?”

    “That too might have been done by Prosnack using some method.”

    “Perhaps the explosions… no, the state of civil war reported in the capital planetary system…?”

    “That too, probably…”

    Of course, the content that followed was merely a brain fart born from the Fuxviet’s strange suspicions.

    But anyway, with the Prosnack fleet now gathering toward Eternia,

    “We’re also heading toward Eternia!”

    “Redirect all fleets stationed at the Prosnack border to the Eternia front!”

    The Fuxviet Federation also believed the staff’s words to be true, so they began to quickly concentrate their available forces in the Eternia direction.

    With this hasty re-concentration, they managed to gather a massive fleet of about 30,000 ships in the Eternia direction.

    And with the addition of the defensive line that the Fuxviet Federation had hurriedly established, there was a confidence that they could certainly withstand the Prosnack coalition’s offensive.

    “The Prosnack fleet may exceed 80,000 ships, but their numbers will decrease as they push through Eternia’s territory.”

    “They won’t be able to break through our defensive line with reduced forces, so if we counterattack at that moment, victory will be ours!”

    ——————————————-

    But contrary to their hopes, there was a serious problem in the Eternia direction.

    “We’ve arrived! Where’s the docking station?”

    “There isn’t one, so you’ll have to float freely in space.”

    “…?”

    This was precisely the issue that had come up in the Triple Alliance meeting with Arto a few weeks ago.

    The problem was that there were no proper facilities in the Eternia direction.

    Of course, under “normal” circumstances, an urgently assembled fleet would naturally have some supplies.

    They should have connected ships like ants clustering together to form temporary stations.

    Or smaller ships should have attached themselves to larger ships to resolve supply shortages…

    The problem was that due to the urgent situation, the Fuxviet Federation’s fleets had undergone “too many” movements after being reinforced.

    Some fleets reinforced from the homeland were hastily deployed to the ISTO border, then redeployed to the Prosnack border as the situation changed.

    Then, not long after, they were redeployed to the Eternia direction without receiving proper supplies.

    As a result,

    “Supplies, give us supplies!”

    “We’re low on fuel. Where can we get additional fuel rations?”

    “We need not just fuel but ammunition too! And food!”

    “Hungry… give food.”

    Surprisingly, even before engaging in battle, supply shortage issues were erupting from all directions in some fleets.

    And the facilities that the Supreme Military Committee had hurriedly prepared in the Eternia direction for such fleets were…

    “We’re out…”

    “But you said this was a supply base.”

    “No snacks at the PX…?”

    Supply bases that had run out of materials due to too many fleets gathering suddenly.

    “Could you please move just a little bit to the side?”

    “How is a battleship supposed to move ‘just a little bit’?”

    Orbital docking stations where ships were docking faster than the temporary construction could be completed.

    “At least we have defense batteries, so we should be safe from the risk of surprise attacks.”

    “Ah, those haven’t been supplied with shells yet.”

    “What?”

    “And half of the batteries on the station only look impressive on the outside, while the internal construction is still in progress.”

    “WHAT???”

    “Oh, and those missile batteries over there? Once fired, there’s no ammunition for reloading.”

    “…”

    Defense facilities that only looked impressive on the outside.

    In reality, more than half were useless.

    “Wait, this is just a plain metal sheet.”

    “Where did the neo-plasteel alloy armor plates go?”

    “It’s not even steel, it’s just cast iron.”

    Armor plates no different from giant frying pans.

    In many ways, it was a textbook example of how armchair theories and corruption could create synergistic effects.

    And because of this situation, the Fuxviet Federation would soon face a very serious problem…


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