All Ding Canghai could do was to pray in his heart that Xiao Wu could successfully complete the mission, and pray that the camouflage rock armor on the outer layer of the base station could avoid enemy detection, allowing his base station to last until the moment Xiao Wu returned with the intelligence.

Time passed bit by bit, Ding Canghai clasped his hands together, praying in his heart, pacing back and forth repeatedly in the command room, infinite anxiety swept over him.

After a long time, watching the Black Zone extend over, which would cover the area where star C1915 was located in at most four hours, Ding Canghai gritted his teeth and headed to the equipment room.

He planned to put on his sniper-type combat mecha, carrying a medium-sized radio equipped with both a Nelectromagnetic Wave Communicator and a Ghost Particle Communicator, and stealthily head to the deep valley on the west side of this Meteorite Satellite.

Upon landing here, the reconnaissance ship completed the modeling of the Meteorite Satellite.

An hour later, Ding Canghai stood in the exit cabin, looking back at the seven other subordinates.

He said slowly, "The enemy will probably arrive here in about four hours. Although we've done a lot of protection, it might not deceive the enemy. According to the simulation of the 'Net', Xiao Wu's actions can be completed within ten days. We must split into two groups, forming a double insurance. I assure you, I will surely survive till ten days later. Even if you are discovered and sacrificed, I will send all the intelligence collected by the Third Reconnaissance Army back to Viscount! He will avenge us, definitely!"

After saying this, Ding Canghai opened the exit valve, and the sniper armor, not very large in size, carrying a medium-sized radio shaped like a truck, disappeared into the darkness, quietly moving away with the help of the anti-gravity engine, not leaving a single footprint.

Three hours later, Ding Canghai landed on solid ground, gently touching down.

Despite there being almost no light and complete lack of visibility here, Ding Canghai couldn't help but reflexively lift his head to glance upward.

A pitch blackness, nothing in sight.

Ding Canghai bowed his head again and started a self-check of the equipment.

Because this area is in a vacuum environment, with no air, ultrasound radar cannot be used. Ding Canghai also didn't dare to use electromagnetic wave radar, information flow scanning, or metal detectors. During flight, he could only rely on passive optical camera scanning for modeling, and the view wasn't very clear.

In addition, he was carrying a medium-sized radio, which was larger than his mecha in size, and didn't dare to operate the propulsion engine at full power for maneuvering, only making minor adjustments, greatly reducing mobility. Also, to land stably before the enemy's sweep arrives, he could not slow down, following the winding and twisting valley cracks downward, his way was mostly bumping through.

To protect the radio from damage, Ding Canghai had to endure more damage with his armor multiple times.

Were it not for his Army Chief-level gunsmith armor being custom-made and reliably built, with his manner of collision, even the life support system would have malfunctioned.

"Self-check completed, damage rate at 12%. Left arm joint bearing lubricant leakage, back scapular bionic fiber mildly torn, right leg armor knee joint active armor deformation squeezing cables... A total of 15 damaged points, estimated repair time six hours, recommend keeping stationary and awaiting completion of self-repair."

Ding Canghai set the armor to sitting mode, then activated the communication system, turning on the medium-sized radio's information flow and electromagnetic wave passive reception mode.

The mini star map already showed a large area of darkness, with the entire Third Reconnaissance Army now having fewer than 300,000 reconnaissance ships left.

The Black Zone was advancing like a tide toward C1915.

Simultaneously, abundant information was streaming through the information flow network towards Ding Canghai's medium-sized radio, all various fragmented intelligence collected by other reconnaissance ships within these three hours, involving star zone dust density, dust component composition, smaller or larger space meteorites, and various celestial bodies' shallow or deep analysis reports.

Ding Canghai activated the automatic filtering function of the radio's intelligence brain.

According to his plan, he himself would also utilize two methods to send information in the end.

An information flow burst could send all collected data from the radio completely, but the bandwidth of the beam electromagnetic waves was insufficient, necessitating content refinement.

Although there is no solid evidence, Ding Canghai intuitively believes the enemy must have some means to cut off information flow communication. Otherwise, it would not be possible that until now, he hasn't received even a piece of battle footage; every reconnaissance ship inexplicably lost connection suddenly.

At this moment, in the command cabin of the Tracker Spaceship at Fleet Headquarters, Ren Zhong, Zheng Tian, Vincent, and other personnel of the highest command were also standing under the star map, with the screen zoomed to the area where the Third Reconnaissance Army was located.