There was one thing Blaywins and his comrades hadn't grasped.
If Matins knew they had been wandering around for all these years, even becoming pirates, what would he think?
As for trusting the Alliance, that was even more out of the question for them.
Thus, there had been a series of activities lately.
Of course, Blaywins didn't initially intend to escalate the situation into its current state. The best outco would have been to sneak into Rage Owl Star quietly and visit Matins unnoticed.
But obviously, they didn't have that opportunity.
Nowadays, Rage Owl Star is equipped with sophisticated observatories, guarded by specialized Spiritual Energy practitioners, and fortified with nurous ard space stations and firepower platforms centered around Fortress Starport. On the planet's surface, there's anti-orbital firepower capable of covering the entire world, and outside, the Alliance Fleet is patrolling...
With their current conditions, there really was no way to sneak in.
So they could only move around the periphery, and as they moved, the situation morphed into its present state.
It wasn't totally impossible, though.
...
Matins arrived much faster than expected.
And his movents were much more sharp.
Blaywins didn't want to be ambushed, didn't want to start fighting before they could even exchange a word. Seeing casualties on either side was a result he didn't wish to witness.
However, Matins clearly didn't plan to be courteous.
Blaywins and his group had left no clues. Ideally, they wouldn't be discovered and would instead initiate contact with Matins on their own terms.
But this plan quickly fell through.
Matins's skills were certainly no worse than theirs. Moreover, he had a large number of troops at his disposal. Not to ntion the reliable soldiers of the Rage Bear Legion, there were also those from Extinct Soil Star. After the death of their governor, under the coercion of the Alliance Army's vanguard and driven by the true Angels of The Emperor, these locals were more familiar with the terrain.
Matins soon found the abandoned landing ship, and by deducing the ti it was abandoned and the surrounding terrain, he quickly narrowed down so potential locations based on his knowledge of Blaywins.
There were actually quite a few possibilities, but that was not an issue; Matins had enough manpower to search and block off each area.
Until soone spotted the sentry Blaywins had set up.
The witness didn't engage in combat; the orders they had received were just to scout. They only had to report back upon sighting anything.
The turncoats didn't initiate an attack either, because it was pointless. What use was killing the witness? Any noise, death, or even just a disappearance would without a doubt reveal their hiding place.
They had to run, and run quickly!
The entire squad began to move swiftly.
However, they soon realized that they were enveloped in an encirclent.
The team's first decision was to break out and escape the siege, at all costs.
But this was far from easy.
Even by their standards, the Rage Bear Legion could be considered a formidable force within the Star Realm Ard Forces. Breaking out of their encirclent was more difficult than the operations they had previously conducted against the Planetary Defense Army of Extinct Soil Star.
In the conflicts in the Hongjian Star System, the reason they had been able to succeed was mainly that they caught the Alliance Troops off guard. At the ti, the Navy Marine Corps had no idea what kind of enemies they were facing and still had the mindset of fighting conventional pirates.
Even though there were so elite mortals in Feedback-Type Power Armor, they lacked defensive positions and anti-armor weapons, making them easy to break through. With no way to open the "cans," it had been easy for Blaywins and his group to slip away.
But now, the Alliance Troops were quite clear about what they might be facing.
Those Rage Bear Legionnaires now definitely carried thermite weapons, plasma weapons, and heavy explosive rifles, and were broadly equipped with armored vehicles, with the most formidable being the Lion Tanks.
All of these weapons were threats to Interstellar Warriors. Any one of them could be lethal upon impact.
And the damage they could inflict was relatively limited. It wasn't much of an issue against ordinary infantry, but Lion Tanks weren't like the ordinary tanks produced on so worlds. Lacking weapons to counter such heavy Star Realm military armor, a Lion's armor couldn't be pierced by explosive guns or cut by chainsword blades, but the tanks could easily take out an Interstellar Warrior with a single shot.
Such adversaries, for the past thirty years, they had typically chosen to avoid.
Right now, if they really clashed head-on, breaking out wasn't entirely impossible, but they might well have to sacrifice so warriors' lives.
They were just eight people—who would be mad enough to fight to the death against such well-ard Imperial Regular Army forces?
As they observed the Star Realm forces not contracting their encirclent but rather reinforcing the blockade further, they roughly understood the foe's intentions.
They were just waiting for Matins to arrive.
Truth be told, they were very uneasy.
The initiative they once had was gone; now they were just lambs waiting for the slaughter.
It wasn't too bad now; they still had the choice to break out on their own, even if it ant half of them might die—a chance nonetheless. But once Matins arrived with a host of fresh Phoenixes, they wouldn't even have the opportunity to flee.
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