From our point of view, the actions of the Hessian tribe are completely unpredictable, because it may have been nearly half a month since the imperial spaceship first came to this world (the time when the remnants of Harlan fled here), but they have never taken any action , quietly as if he didn’t know anything, but now, less than two days after the imperial army set up camp, the Hessian tribe unexpectedly gathered such an astonishing number of fleets to swarm over—without any warning, without any negotiation, they even Without even dispatching a single scout, they directly mobilized thousands of small bee swarm-like fleets and drove towards this direction!
"What's going on, what is our early warning department doing, why didn't anyone report such a large-scale legion transfer in advance?"
"I'm afraid there is only one explanation. All the spaceships of these indigenous civilizations don't need to be mobilized." Sivis was also very confused that such a large army mobilization failed to warn, but she had her own guess, "There are very few such civilizations. , but it does not exist. If the other party has a long history of exile and still retains the habits preserved in the exile era, this is possible. All their spaceships are both battleships and homes, and they are always on standby. No need for impromptu mobilization and resupply either, they are like a fighting tribe who treat their armor and weapons like a daily adornment, and if need be, they are an army in a second - that's the only explanation."
"So half of them live in the colony, and half of them live directly on the spaceship," the elder sister smacked her lips in surprise. "Is there really such a race that 'never lands'?"
"Another reason why the early warning failed is that these fleets have not assembled at all," Sivis first ordered to activate the reinforced shield around the Imperial Army's position, and then turned to us, "According to the situation from the deep space probe, The local aborigines quickly formed tens of thousands of small fleets, and then these small fleets went directly beyond our army. Most military operations should at least have a process of gathering troops, but they didn't have it at all. The front of the army has completed the assembly..."
What nonsense! Even though I have little military literacy, I immediately said so in my heart. I have also seen those sporadic small groups of troops, the smallest of which is only a dozen spaceships. According to the combat power of the Imperial Army, sending one or two assault ships over there may be able to sweep them away. The thin fleet assembled in advance, but just like gangsters fighting one after another, they squeezed here almost completely without any rules. Yes, hooligans fighting - I think this description is simply too appropriate, this kind of fighting style of the whole family, old and young, meeting again on the battlefield is similar to the rhythm of group fights in the back mountain of No. 2 Middle School! What is this Hessian tribe...
"Your Majesty! There's something new!" While I was muttering about what kind of nerve is wrong with this Hessian tribe, a senior adjutant suddenly reported in the command hall below, and then a large number of people appeared on the holographic projection on the officer's platform. The image of the Hesse colony star, "It is detected that the local indigenous colony planet and the space colony station are slowly changing their orbits, confirming that these large entities have propulsion capabilities, and it is not ruled out that they also have the function of superluminal transition!"
"Star Warships?" I jumped up, "Do they have Star Warsships?"
"It's not a Star Warsship," Sandora immediately judged, "We have been to one of the planets, and we didn't find any planet-level weapons on these planets. At least this kind of thing is not up to the level of a Star Wars ship according to the standards of the empire. , so it should be a facility like a space fortress. It seems that Chen Qian was not right just now. Not half of the Hessians live on the spaceship, but the whole family lives on the spaceship! All the colonized planets in this universe are Spaceships—they've gotten into the habit of making anything they put under their feet fly."
When I went to that planet with Sandora, I really should have scanned the things below the mantle. Maybe we could find its thrusters and central power furnace. Now that I think about it, this is probably some kind of mistake. .
At this moment, on the screen from the deep space, it can be seen that a few colonial stars have completed maneuvering orbit changes. These planets are slowly changing, their atmospheres are gradually lighting up, and something like a water film is formed on the atmospheric dome. : This is a planetary-level defensive shield, regardless of its strength, just from such a large-scale planetary shield, I knew that I underestimated these seemingly harmless natives at the beginning; on the surface of the planet, some places can be seen It is cracking, and a crustal fault zone with a span of thousands of kilometers appears out of thin air. The mountains and plains sink slowly, and the earth opens to both sides, revealing the passage below that emits a dark red light: maybe it is a weapon launch port, or it may be a For spaceships to enter and exit, I guess that half of the interior of these planets has been hollowed out; several planets are covered with large areas of oceans, and now those oceans are being separated under the action of invisible force fields, revealing huge and unknown. facilities; almost every planet has huge buildings protruding from the ground, just like the anti-aircraft artillery positions emerging from below after the armor plate of the imperial mothership is folded. Simultaneously happened on the colony planet, and turned the latter into a group of armed hedgehogs in a short period of time. Although this armed force looks ugly, and as a layman, I can see that its technological level may not be too high, but it The shock is still powerful.
Among the Hessian troops who took action in this batch, apart from the colonial planets, are those space stations that we thought were only civilian buildings. These space stations originally orbited the local red dwarf at a very close distance. See It looks like a colony point without combat capabilities, but they have also turned into a battle fortress. The shells of countless space stations are opened like blooming, revealing rail guns that are several kilometers or even tens of kilometers long. These structures are rough, The fighting style is also very rough at first glance. Maybe it can’t compare with the high-tech gadgets like Xinghe, but when I see them, I can’t help but think of things like stone war spears: rough, primitive, and bloody taste.
Mighty and endless, even the Xiling Apostles, who are always crushing others with virus-like and amazing diffusion wars, are a little surprised when they see the size of the fleet of the Hessian tribe: no matter how large the imperial army is dispatched Didn't drive out their ports and settlements, and the Hessian tribe obviously put all their things on propellers, maybe their army numbers still can't compare with the fleet of the entire empire, but you know they How amazing is this crazy energy? Sandora stared dumbfounded for a long time, and suddenly said: "Now I think it was a mistake not to pay attention to these locals when I first came to this world..."
"This is the flow of the whole family," Bubble's voice suddenly sounded on the bridge. Now her main body should be serving as the core of thinking in the main engine room. As the hub of the battlefield network, she "looks" at the huge troops of the Hessian tribe It is clearer: every deep space probe is her eyes, "The situation is not very interesting, they look murderous."
"The whole family, old and young, came out in waves. It's impossible to ask us for a party," Xiaoxue walked around the edge of the officer's platform with the corners of her mouth pulled, and then squinted her eyes to silently observe the future scene that is difficult for outsiders to understand. "It's a misunderstanding: they mistakenly think that the Imperial Army is an invader. This misunderstanding can be resolved, as long as..."
"As long as Viska comes forward, I know what you want to say," I dragged Viska over, the "misunderstanding" Xiaoxue said was an obvious fact, I wonder why these locals only reacted now, Why didn't they move when Harlan was wandering around here? Could it be that the Hessian tribe is still collectively slow, "But this mighty... which one is their flagship?"
"I'm afraid it's none of them," my lord sister looked at the holographic image with a toothache on her face, "their military system is definitely something we've never seen before... It's really not possible to broadcast in all frequency bands, post Viska's big head on all channels and scroll the screen broadcast."
"Second lunatic," I turned my head to the communicator, the lunatic AI is seriously turning his avatar into a big bubblegum, "Stop playing—did you leave any tokens for the Hessian tribe when you left this place? Kind? One day we will meet again in the future to identify each other—after all, most ordinary races can’t live the same lifespan as the Xiling Apostle.”
The lunatic AI is very confused: "The token? What is that for? Besides, the surname of this ship is Chen, so this ship is the same."
I knew that Viska back then would never have thought of such a complicated thing, so I didn't care about any tokens, and ordered the radio tower to prepare a full-band broadcast, and then put Viska in front of me: "Later..."
"I will greet them later," Viska nodded seriously, "I will do well."
I nodded in relief, but I was a little surprised: the usual Viska is not so easy to talk to outsiders, she can indeed have fun in front of her family, but to outsiders, she is basically a lump of ice, even if I Taking her to say hello to strangers, she has never agreed so readily: According to the serious expression on Viska's face, I know that she attaches great importance to this matter from the bottom of her heart, and she hopes to be with those Hessians. Tribal people meet each other.
Even though it was just a group of unlucky people who were mistaken for "cargo" by her and stuffed into the cabin by accident.
Viska seemed to have guessed what I was thinking. She turned her head slightly and grabbed the edge of her cloak tightly: "Viska also did good things back then... They were rescued by me."
I understood immediately, raised my hand to touch the little girl's head, and didn't say anything more.
Viska doesn't have a clear and complete memory of many things she did in the past, but that doesn't mean she doesn't feel anything about those things—after regaining her sobriety and being influenced by us for several years, she is like a newly established The child of Sanguan also has her own sense of morality. She is uneasy, apologetic, and hopes to find even a little bit of evidence that she has been beneficial to others, but this evidence has not appeared for several years. Looking at the current Viska, I can't help but think of the moment when Atlantis returned. The difference is that Viska was in a state of panic when facing the Atlanteans, but now she has Excited and proud.
Now Viska can proudly announce that she has also saved others, and she has sheltered an entire race as a savior, and now, as the leader of that special group of vassal races, she wants to bring back her family up.
The whole family of the Hesse tribe, old and young, and a fleet of fleets are still swarming towards the main line of the Imperial Army. Almost all the cold celestial bodies in the entire universe have been turned into things that can fly by them and the energy of these things, which makes us face For a swarm of almost billions of bees, our radar illuminated the densest part of the Hesse fleet for a moment, and the monstrous clutter that came back caused my sister to open the sound insulation layer of the officer's platform in an instant. However, so far, these black fleets have not sent any information to the Imperial Army: whether it is a declaration of war, or an inquiry about our identity, or an introduction to themselves, there is nothing at all. I feel that this is a group of silent dead Soldiers, billions of dead soldiers, turned into tides in silence. I thought of the scene I saw on the planet of the Hessian tribe with Sandora before: it was obviously a quite peaceful and normal place, obviously everyone was living their quiet life as if they didn’t know anything, obviously The city is filled with the relaxed atmosphere of the peaceful era, and I never thought that such an action would be brewed in that peaceful atmosphere. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but get several layers of goosebumps: this tribe... the nerves are not normal.
They can die with a smile on their face!
"It is expected to contact the target vanguard at a distance of one light minute in ten minutes."
An electronically synthesized female voice sounded on the bridge, interrupting my thoughts. At the same time, the communication tower also reported that it was ready for the full-band broadcast: this will be a powerful broadcast, and the psionic radiation through special modulation will break through Any form of information firewall appears directly on all the terminal equipment of the Hessians, because the other party always refuses to communicate, we can only adopt this relatively strong approach. Viska was ready. She came to the communication platform, wearing the same black cloak as before, with the logo of the Doom Legion on the buckle in front of the cloak: I believe this logo is also very important.
I found that this girl was a little nervous.
"Broadcasting started... Channel invasion... It has been completely infiltrated, general, the other party can see you now." The assistant host reminded.
The communication platform should have displayed images of the Hessian tribe, but we don't know who among them is the commander of this huge fleet, so now there is only a piece of white noise in front of Viska, and the deep space probe is coming. On the screen, the Hessian fleet was still jumping forward—this lasted for a short time, and then there were signs of chaos in the unprecedented locust army. Some spaceships began to stop pushing hastily, and some spaceships broke away inexplicably. peloton.
Viska thought for a while, but forgot the words.
Oh, I don't think she forgot the words, but she didn't think of words in the first place...
Viska stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes for five minutes with the whole Hessian family on the opposite side of the communicator. I can imagine that her dull little face must have been hung on every display terminal of those overwhelming spaceships. I personally think that this situation of not having words before the battle is more embarrassing than forgetting to draft the live broadcast of the Spring Festival Gala-the audience rating of the Spring Festival Gala is not as high as today.
"Uh..." Weiska was stunned for a long time, remembering that he had to say something at least, so he scratched his hair, "What are you guys going to do?"
I breathed a sigh of relief. Although this sentence didn't quite fit my impassioned imagination at the beginning, at least it wasn't too bizarre.
Countless channels on the opposite side of the communicator roared like a riot, but order was quickly restored, and then the assistant host reported: "A communication signal with the highest priority has been detected, and the position of the Hesse flagship has been determined."
My sister nodded: "Take it."
The holographic image in front of the communicator trembled, and then a pale-skinned man appeared. The man was wearing a black cloak that was exactly the same as Viska's. Except for one face, the whole body was covered by the cloak—maybe The closer the cloak is to the general, the higher the status of this person in the Hesse tribe? The man in front of him looks about forty years old when converted to a human being. He is very thin, but very strong, with sharp lines on his face, deep-set eye sockets, and a high nose bridge, which makes him look a bit like the western world on earth. A middle-aged man with a white face and no beard. He looks very energetic, but he is a little gloomy against the backdrop of a black cloak—it feels like a dark warrior. The other party looked at Viska blankly with a mixed expression of confusion, surprise, joy, excitement, etc.: "General? Is it the general?! Why are you..."
"It's me." Viska scratched her hair, she didn't know how to speak in a posture, and she was always straightforward, "I don't know you, who are you? The current patriarch of the Hesse tribe? Oh, yes …I said before that I would come back, right, and now I am.”
The confusion on the face of the middle-aged man has not diminished in the slightest, but now the joy is even greater: "General, you have returned as expected. I didn't expect that I would become this honored generation. I am Prahan? Duhan, Prahan XVI And Duhan 1735th, you can call me Prahan, it will be my pleasure - as you can see, this world that you left behind is working well, all property is... O ancestors! We forged Big mistake!"
When I was wondering how to name "Prahan XVI and Duhan 1735", the middle-aged man on the opposite side exclaimed like burning his butt, a person like this The fact that the high-ranking patriarch lost his composure showed that the situation was serious, and even Viska couldn't help asking hastily, "What's wrong? What are you doing?"
I thought what the other party said was that the behavior of the army attacking now offended the general, so it was a big mistake, but I didn't expect the other party to say something else:
"General! You are in this fleet, who were those black spaceship guys before that?!" RS