This is the edge of the Milky Way, and this Milky Way is located in an area where the strength of the Melova people is relatively weak. It is adjacent to several other smaller groups of celestial bodies, and there is occasional material exchange between them. These galaxies together form the A magnificent city wall stretching across space, within its scope, the original Melova military nodes have disappeared: those tyrant fortresses that can monitor and rule tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of light-years are now wiped out. The region, like the Far Frontier theaters of several other universes, is now in the hands of the Imperial Army.
We have established more than a dozen war factories working day and night on the outskirts of this young star. In addition to the regular main force of the legion, our lowest-level military units are now increasing at a cubic rate. These newly produced war puppets and The wandering troops have arrived in every corner of the galaxy in the past two days. The small military installations set up by the Melovas in this war zone have been wiped out one by one by them. In the end, the last resistance force of the enemy in this galaxy wall across the universe Also cleaned up. Barryan was powerless to stop all of this. He could only watch helplessly as the bases he set up in the border area lost their signals one by one. The distress messages sent by the latter resounded throughout the universe in the past forty-eight hours, but the "Kingdom of Gods" was unable to respond to them any of the . Barryan should have given up on these outposts that could not be rescued and completely fell into the occupied area of the empire. He may gather his last troops to prepare for a Jedi counterattack, and of course he may be preparing for a big escape. Anyway, this is meaningless. He is Step by step towards extinction, this time, he could not run away again.
After the Royal Fleet occupied this "space wall", it also temporarily stopped sending additional troops to several remote combat zones. The military purpose of the first stage has been achieved, which is to destroy the enemy's frontiers and part of the remote area before they react. The industrial center of the capital. Now, it's time to regroup and prepare for the next stage of action: if Barryan doesn't plan to take the initiative, then we will crush him all the way to the Kingdom of God, and see when he will make up his mind to make his last move cards.
The general star still looks like hell. This ecological planet, which was still a bit angry, was melted once by EOP-03. Although it has been "processed" to a certain extent, it still has a large area of the crust in a semi-molten state. , seen from space, the surface of this dark red planet is full of ravines, large and small bright lines: that is the river formed by magma is running, its surface shape is changing every moment, within a day There will be new plateaus and mountains uplifting, basins and canyons sinking, and in the next day, these fragile terrains will be replaced by new mountains and valleys. The unprecedented intensity of geological activities has caused the face of the planet to be constantly changing Refresh, and only around the equator of the planet, the terrain appears to be stable: the temperature there is significantly lower, and some kind of invisible energy field prevents the flow of magma, and this energy field has spread to the depths of the mantle, Like countless rivets, it "nails" the crust above it. This ring is where the Imperial military bases are located. With General City as the center, we simply built a circle of production bases around the equator of the planet for the manufacture of grassroots soldiers and war machines, and above this ring belt, there is a corresponding circle of space factories in space for the manufacture of various Small and medium warships. We use the Xiling host to personally supervise these projects, so that the construction speed of all facilities is as fast as chicken blood. Those little girls really work hard, and I am very glad that Bubble gave birth to this whole half basketball before we set off field girl. Really, you don't know how subtle the inner shock is when the mass-produced Bubble that is half of the basketball court stands in front of you. I even ignored the shouting "Profound meaning? The technique of multiple daughter clones!" "The child's mother...
In the sky above General Star, there is also a rather special fleet gathering area. This gathering area is a bit messy, with various models and strange-looking spaceships parked together, and 90% of the spaceships are in a state of silent engine. Compared with the size of the imperial starships, most of these spaceships are like small sampans, so that they are like a group of ants compared with the several eternal-class "caretakers" next to them. These spaceships are like a gray static The mist is fixed on a high orbit by the stagnation force field, because most of the spaceships are in a state of low energy consumption, they look lifeless, and look like a "car graveyard" in space from a distance.
These spaceships are the original Melova slave army brought back by us yesterday, and now only a small part of this huge fleet is parked above the general star, and more spaceships are now parked on the gravitational boundary of the star system. The army also has a temporary base there, which can provide enough protection for these spaceships—but there is nothing to protect, after all, this space wall already belongs to the imperial occupation zone, and it is absolutely safe here.
However, when we were preparing to communicate with these Melova slave troops, we encountered a small problem: the other party did not have a spokesperson at all, and there was not even a more recognized representative to send out. I tried to speak to the leader of the slave army, but got a twenty-six-page list! On average, every one hundred ships (regardless of size, small handguns are counted) can be counted as an independently organized fleet, in which there is a so-called commander, and these fragmented small units are almost connected, They don't belong to a larger organization, and they don't know much about each other, and there is no unified leader, because Barryan doesn't allow this kind of situation that may lead to the slave's strength—he sometimes doesn't trust himself too much Brainwashing technology, so simply divide the slave races.
This situation caused Qianqian and Lin Xue toss dice for five minutes before finally randomly selecting a few slave fleet commanders to communicate with the high-level Imperial Army. Four minutes and thirty seconds... They were throwing dice to compare the size... If I hadn't found out in time, these two live treasures could probably be thrown into the evening for dinner.
Throwing dice to choose an ambassador seems unreliable, but I don't think there is a more reliable way. These slave races are controlled by Barryan in a heinous "state of ignorance". There is basically no difference between an individual, and those commanders are probably the same. Asking Lin Xue to help throw dice can at least reflect the greatness of the prophet, right
"Your Majesty, representatives of the slave army have been brought here."
At this moment, an inorganic voice came from the door, interrupting my thinking. I looked up and saw that Aura was standing at the door—sometimes I also call her Miss Mask, it seems that the chief bee ancestor There was nothing to be unhappy about—and behind Aura, there were three strangers in uniforms, and their uniforms did not have a uniform logo. It seemed that Barryan had never considered reorganizing the equipment for his "servant army" things. One of the three strangers was a young man who looked to be in his twenties, with a strong physique and a military look. Standing next to him was a young girl who looked at most seventeen or eighteen years old. Wearing a military uniform, but at this age and a slightly thin figure, he does not look like a soldier. Behind this man and a woman is an unusually tall alien with a strange appearance. The difference between the latter and the humans on Earth is quite obvious. He It is nearly two meters tall, with light green skin, a short and thick neck, and the ratio of the head to the body is larger than that of a human being. Moreover, there is no hair on the skin outside the body. I can't give such a strange appearance Judging his age, the aliens can only roughly guess that he is in his prime: at least, he is also a soldier, isn't he
These three people have different clothes and very different appearances, but now the emotions displayed by the three are quite unified: they are all disturbed and confused, and they try to use their military qualities to keep themselves calm, but this cannot It completely conceals its sense of incompatibility in rushing into an unfamiliar environment. I guess those iron-clad imperial soldiers outside also gave these three strangers a lot of oppression. In any case, the military base of the Xiling Empire is not a suitable place to be a guest, especially in a state of war, the hard and cold iron-blooded atmosphere around those imperial soldiers will definitely make you more nervous, as if every person walking upright here All creatures will choose people and devour them.
"Sit down, don't be nervous." I signaled the three nervous-looking slave army commanders to sit down, and Lilina immediately got out from under the table on the other side, bouncing up and down in front of the three of them, looking up and down. Fan, then walked away muttering, and continued to play with Ding Dong. The three guests were taken aback by the little girl who popped out suddenly, but soon, the latter's "smart and cute" appearance made them smile knowingly, and the tense atmosphere suddenly eased. I gave Lilina an approving look, and she giggled at me like she didn't know anything.
"Let me introduce myself. I am the supreme officer here and the supreme ruler of the empire, but you can call me Chen Jun. I don't like rules," I said while turning off the data terminal in my hand. I couldn't help but glanced at the data terminal: the holographic projection of "Kingdom of God" flashed across it, "How do you feel now? Your spirit should stabilize soon."
"There was a roar in my head, and I could hardly think at first, but it's much better now, and it feels so good to regain control of my body," the strong young man spoke first, "Chen... I'll call you Your Majesty, here That's what soldiers are called. We're confused now, what the hell is going on? It's all... this... sorry I can't think of a good way to explain it, but everything I know seems to be turned upside down, everything I know is suddenly new Even my current thoughts seem to have never existed before... I even feel that I am no longer myself, you see, can you explain the current situation?"
It seems that the other party is quite cautious in terms of "etiquette" and "rules". It is estimated that the serious soldiers and meticulous officers here made him think that what I just said was just polite. The other party couldn't wait to put forward a series of confusions of his own. He needed an explanation to understand whether the world was crazy or he was crazy. I thought about how to make a person who has never thought for himself understand such a complicated reality, and then I made a decision: I took two small pills out of my pocket, one red and one blue, and he wanted to take them. Get the red one and I'll show him the desert of reality...
Lin Xue glanced at me silently. Before the eldest lady spoke harshly, I stuffed two chocolate beans into the mouths of her and the shallow mouth next to her, and then took a deep breath facing the three guests:
"Let me tell you a story about traitors. The story goes like this. A long time ago, there was a group of powerful..."
An hour later, my mouth was parched and my vocabulary was exhausted, but I finally explained the matter clearly, roughly figuring out what the Xiling Empire is, what the Melovas are, how treason and peace came about, and how the Merovas came about. What people usually do, and most importantly, what role the slave race always plays in this series of complicated things, I believe the three people in front of me can understand: Although they have been brainwashed since birth The influence of education and nerve agents has never thought independently, but this does not mean that they are fools, even Anulili, a race that has been so severely destroyed that it has lost its ability to math can retain the resistance of hundreds of thousands of people Tinder, these slave races with high technology and more opportunities for free thinking can understand everything better.
However, what I'm not sure about is that these slaves who have never thought freely, and never actively had the idea of resistance, even if they were suddenly unshackled, would they know how to resist
In other words, do they know how to translate the words "fight for freedom"
Those slave soldiers who have never tasted freedom have no regrets about losing it. The slave soldiers we have rescued have shown this well. The most obvious emotions they express today are confusion and fear. Confused, a large part of the reason is that he was at a loss because he suddenly didn't have the order of the "master". It is said that the resistance organization that Anulili joined would take a year and a half to inspire the fighting spirit of a numb compatriot, but we seem to have no such time. However, Turazzo has vowed that he can set off a slave rebellion that will sweep through all universes, and I am curious: it does not seem to be easy.
"Those gods... I mean the Melovans, who were actually invaders?" The strange-looking man with green skin said in a low voice, "Well... I can recall what they did now. At that time I felt Everything should be taken for granted, and it is chilling to recall now, but we have been able to bear everything without doubt... Is this the power of brainwashing?"
"Their rule is coming to an end," Lin Xue said leisurely, "We will kill all the traitors, well, I just don't know if you can play any role, it seems that even if you are free, you still lack The look of motivation... Well, it doesn't matter, in this war, it doesn't really matter whether you resist the Melovas or not."
Lin Xue probably wanted to stimulate the three slave commanders in front of him to see how much resistance they had, but the young woman in the other party just opened her eyes in disbelief: "They are so powerful! Can they really be destroyed? "
This is the result of how many generations of people have been continuously brainwashed and ruled: the invincible image of the Melova people has been deeply ingrained in their minds. Under this premise, the first problem they have to face is to make them resist They realized that the Melovas are actually very fragile. If the stolen technology and equipment are removed, the Melovas are actually not much stronger than other mortal races.
"Look at this planet." I turned on the holographic projection casually, which showed a space view of the general star's magma overflowing. "You should have seen this scene in space. This is a military fortress of the Melova people."
The three commanders nodded, they knew this place.
"It took twelve minutes and thirty-five seconds to capture this place," I shrugged. "The Merova people have nothing to fear. Now you are free, but whether you resist those guys is your own business, I can tell you clearly, Even if you keep silent like this, the Melova people will be wiped out, but your entire race will lose its vital roots, and freedom will become worthless."
Freedom would be worthless, and these races would be worthless to the Empire. If they show a completely submissive nature, maybe Sandora will lose interest in these indigenous creatures and let them fend for themselves in these desolate post-war worlds. I believe Sandora's character will do this Decide.
"We should resist," the young male officer said. Unexpectedly, when he said these words, his expression was calm. There was neither fear, unsteadiness, nor necessary anger. He was just confused. "But we I don’t know what to do, if I resist… just attack their base directly? What about our homeland? Those places are still…”
"Emergency communication," Aura, who had been standing by the side, suddenly interrupted the officer's words. Her crystal wings opened, projecting a series of images from other planets, which seemed to be Melovas and local aborigines The scene of the conflict, "Your Majesty, from the second front communication network. Barryan was very angry at the huge loss of the Galactic Heart Battle, and he blamed those slave races, and now the Melovas are gathering 'educators' to 'punish' the latter , Four slave planets have been brutally suppressed. Turazzo has an additional message that he has mobilized conservative forces to contain these 'educator' troops, but he hopes to start the next step as soon as possible, otherwise the conservatives will be exposed in advance very likely."
I was about to speak, but I heard a "bang" from the side. The young male officer stood up at some point, his eyes widened, and he punched the table: "... that... that's mine. Planet!!!"
"Resistance is an innate instinct," Lilina's voice sounded in her mind, "There is no need to guide, as long as you give enough stimulation. Boss, let's talk to Sister Sandora, the next stage is about to start. "RS