As soon as he communicated with the Faya people, Yang Ming felt confident, and his previous doubts about "Why hasn't this game started yet?" were also answered.
He immediately asked Lu to remotely find Forerunner No. 5, and asked Lu to mobilize resources as much as possible to protect this guy from dying in the insect wave.
How could such a useful ‘server start countdown timer’ be sacrificed casually?
However, to put it another way...
Does your own little breaking ball really have no chance?
The Faya people have begun not to shy away from his identity as a candidate, and have begun to let him do some logistics and physical education teacher work!
Ah this...
Something strange appeared in Wusuo's body, and she took the initiative to enter the medical cabin.
Yang Ming simply gathered everyone together and looked at the time. It was going to be a high-level meeting of the military department. Now he could only make a long story short and briefly recount the content of his negotiations with the Faya people.
"We're going to hunt a false queen."
Yang Ming said seriously:
"And we need to extract some microorganisms from the pseudo-queen's body.
"The Great Queen will feel that the Pseudo Queen died in battle, which will not offend her, but as long as we attack the microorganisms in the Pseudo Queen's body, it is equivalent to touching the sensitive points of the Great Queen, and she will most likely order the insect swarm to attack us crazily.
"So, this matter cannot be done near Luofeng."
Lu said softly: "Then let's do it within the empire. However, how to extract the pseudo-queen's microorganisms and take them away is a more troublesome problem."
026 raised his hand and spoke: "I can do this job. The boss will kill a false queen, and I will extract her microorganisms... However, you have to tell me how to extract this. My Red Ghost has completed three upgrades. It should
It can come in handy.”
Kolev smiled and said: "You young people must be careful. Can the Faya people be completely trusted?"
"It's not that we completely trust them, but we have no room for bargaining with them," Lu sighed, "This is the dimensionality reduction attack of high-dimensional civilization on low-dimensional civilization. It's like, we play some online games, and you, as the game manager,
If you go to play games as a player, will you allow those NPCs to resist your will?"
Kolev just clicked his tongue.
Mimili suddenly said: "Why not hunt the false queen near the New Federation?"
Yang Ming said: "Our influence is mainly in the empire..."
"There are direct insect swarms of the Great Queen in the empire. These insects are very powerful in combat. Although the number of insect swarms faced by the New Federation is also extremely large, the dozen or so false queens that arrive there will inevitably be remote.
The existence of the region.”
Mimili smiled and said:
"Our fleet was on the outskirts of the New Federation and took the initiative to attack the insect swarm from behind. After killing a false queen, it immediately dispersed and jumped away.
"Isn't it enough to let the fleet carrying the false queen's microorganisms enter the empire and muddy the waters?
"If we want to take action, it must be when the Zerg launches a full-scale offensive.
"It's hard to explain within the empire, and you have to bear additional risks within the empire - that's why, she has now integrated the empire's network, and it is not appropriate for us to take any action within the empire."
026 retorted: "If the boss is not here, can we defeat the sixth-level pseudo queen?"
"Yes," Lu said softly, "we need to use more than half of our elite fleet. Although it is risky, the overall risk is controllable. Moreover, we can also directly pull Miss Hera's research ship over and collect materials on the spot.
By conducting experiments, I am confident that our fleet can avoid the counterattack of the insect swarm."
Yang Ming closed his eyes and thought. After several people expressed their opinions, they stopped talking for fear of disturbing Yang Ming.
Yang Ming said: "Mimi Li, Lu, 026, the three of you are here to carry out the task of hunting the false queen. We will discuss the location we choose. It does not have to be within the territory of the New Federation, as long as it is in a non-imperial area."
The three people responded at the same time, and then got together to start discussing.
Yang Ming checked the time and rushed to the medical cabin for a walk around. He found that Wu Suo seemed to be enduring some kind of pain, his back was constantly glowing, and there were a few question marks on his forehead.
What's wrong with her?
Feel like you're about to grow wings?
The Faya people put much more effort into Wu Sao than he, a late comer who stepped in.
Yang Ming originally wanted to bring Posuo to attend today's military meeting to boost the confidence of the military bosses, but now it seems that the time for her to show her face can only be postponed again.
When we returned to the bridge, the holographic conference equipment had been set up here.
Yang Ming entered the virtual conference room, and under the watchful eyes of a group of generals, he took the only empty seat on the rostrum.
The knight commander's badge on his chest is extremely conspicuous.
Lieutenant General Thomas, who presided over the meeting, said solemnly: "Hanton is here, let's get started... The current situation is not optimistic. Although we have made so many preparations, we still dare not say with certainty.
Fight back such a terrifying swarm of insects.”
Yang Ming sat there quietly, mentally calculating the time to speak.
He needs to get more say, and correspondence with the Fayians is his best bargaining chip when facing the empire.
…
Ding, ding ding ding——
A constantly rotating coin slowly settled on the table.
There were constant roars from the ground, and even if you were sitting on the suspended sofa, you could still feel the vibrations in the conference room.
This is the Fortress of Wrath, an artificial star that is currently sailing across the universe.
Gris opened several bottles of neuroleptics that would not cause drunkenness, and handed them to several middle-aged men and women in military uniforms around him.
There are more than a dozen people resting in another corner of the conference room, waiting for combat orders at any time. They can just find a place to lean on at this moment to recharge their batteries.
"I'm going to fight the bugs soon. Do you guys have anything else to tell me? You can leave your account passwords, equity securities, precious metals, etc. to me for safekeeping. I'm lucky!"
"Get out! I have already left it for my wife and children!"
"Hahaha!"
Gris sighed: "We can arrange our families in the Emperor Star Circle, which is pretty good. At least half of the administrative stars in the empire have been exposed to the threat of the Zerg, and they can only hide in underground shelters."
"There's nothing we can do about it. If we lengthen the defense line, it will only give the Zerg every opportunity to break through."
"It's now time, don't think about this problem anymore."
"That's how I feel," Gris took a sip of his drink. "Not to mention other things, just the shielding device technology that White Phantom has come up with. I don't know how many humans can be saved this time."
"I heard that the Zerg will also evolve. If they can't find humans this time, they will evolve corresponding abilities next time."
"Then our technology can't be updated and iterated?"
"What I'm saying is," a middle-aged uncle muttered, "we are an empire, not an elected government, otherwise the White Ghost will replace the president properly."
"Why!"
Gris glared at this guy: "Be careful what you say! I really think so!"
He winked at the monitor in the corner.
"Hey, that's what I said...just pretend you didn't hear it, didn't hear it, hahaha."
"Tell me, why do the Zerg have to fight against us?"
"The continuation of high-dimensional war, that's what the textbook says."
"And there is still room for survival," Gris said with a smile. "The fertility rate of humans in the Milky Way is below one percent all year round. This is a problem in our current society. But as long as the technology of in vitro cultivation of fertilized eggs is opened, the population can
By exploding quickly, we can occupy the entire galaxy at exponential speed."
"Then why don't we do this?"
"High-dimensional civilization does not allow it. This is what is written in the university textbooks," one person said with a smile, "What high-dimensional civilization wants is our primitive human civilization to continue to change in the galaxy in a small-scale, sustainable development model.
Exploring different possibilities, the population explosion will give birth to a new large galaxy cluster civilization, which will consume a lot of heavy elements in the entire galaxy...His grandma, anyway, high-dimensional civilization does not allow us to increase the population without limit."
"Ah, look," someone seemed to have found a blind spot, "High-dimensional civilization prevents our population from exploding, and high-dimensional civilization wants us to fight against the space Zerg. Isn't this treating us like fools?"
"Yes," Gris said with a smile, "Just criticize high-dimensional civilization. They don't have the same knowledge as us, so let's not say anything else!"
Several people laughed.
"Gris, aren't you very familiar with Ghost? Do you have any gossip?"
Gris sighed: "What little tidbits can I have? His busy man is now an official member of the committee and the chief expert in dealing with insect tides. I am just an ordinary enhanced elite captain. You can't compare. You can't compare."
While he was talking, a majestic ringtone came from Gris' pocket.
He opened it and took a look, and immediately became energetic. He made a silent gesture to the people around him and chose to answer.
Yang Ming's bust appeared in front of Gris.
Several other people subconsciously sat upright and quickly hid the drinks in their hands behind their backs.
Yang Ming's eyes were very bright, and a strong sense of confidence came to his face, as if he had put a knife on the Queen's neck.
"Gris, are you busy?"
"Ah, we are waiting for the combat order, we have entered a state of preparation for war!"
Gris smiled and said: "I thought you had an order to give. It seems that you want to chat with me and catch up on old times."
"I can't convey the order directly to you," Yang Ming laughed, "I'm just worried about you and wanted to say hello to you. Are you feeling a lot of pressure?"
Gris laughed, looked at the brothers with his peripheral vision, and raised his eyebrows.
Several other people suddenly looked unhappy.
Gris smiled and said: "Is there any pressure? When the insect tide comes, just fight them. Do your job well and use all your strength. The worst is to fight against the insects."
"Don't have the feeling of sacrificing your life for charity. You can only continue to output as long as you are alive."
Yang Ming warned, then asked: "Are the mechas you have prepared enough?"
"Enough. There are many. They are all new models developed based on your Ligui mecha. They have reduced the load on the driver and added firepower and group battle linkage systems."
Gris said quickly:
"There are 1.2 million sets of mechas of this type in the Skywrath Fortress. In the past year, 920,000 general transformers were added.
"Later, we will serve as a sharp knife to execute the order to attack the Queen.
"Once the empire's war machine is activated, it will indeed be extremely terrifying."
"The bugs that the empire has to face are hundreds of billions in size," Yang Ming shook his head, "You are not very impressive."
"Ah this!"
Yang Ming said: "In the combat meeting just now, I have rejected the combat plan of using you to fight a war of attrition. Soon you will receive orders and will be dispersed and replenished to each major fleet to execute the order to protect the flagship of each fleet."
Gris laughed sarcastically: "Okay, I'll listen to you, you are an expert at killing insects."
Yang Ming laughed and continued: "Gris, I hope you can lead 50,000 transformation warriors to my side and I will personally command them."
"With the transfer order, there will be no problem."
"Time is running out. Remember to bring your best equipment. Each person should be equipped with two sets of mechas. The logistics team must bring enough. I will lead you to conduct rapid mobile operations. Our target is those false queens. Then
It is the command center of the insects."
Yang Ming said:
"I have just come into contact with high-dimensional civilization. The insect wave will break out soon, and it will break out simultaneously throughout the galaxy.
"The bugs will not give us a chance to support each other. They will attack our fleet first. However, before attacking our fleet, they may look for human gathering points to clean up to break our fighting spirit and disrupt our soldiers.
their state of mind.
“So, no matter what kind of news you see next, don’t get impatient or urgent.
"We need to stay sane."
"Yes!" Gris shouted loudly.
Yang Ming sighed and gave a military salute to Gris: "I'll be here in half a day. I'm waiting to fight alongside you."
Gris stood up abruptly, returned the military salute to Yang Ming, and hung up the communication with his own hands.
Um?
Why do you feel that something is wrong with the surrounding atmosphere?
Gris turned around and saw a dozen strong men and women with green eyes swarming up behind him.
"Gris! We usually have a good relationship, right?"
"I usually take you with me when I drink and pick up girls!"
"Gris! Do you remember that we were drunk that day?"
"Take me one!"
"Mader! Charge with the white ghost against the bugs, it's worth dying!"
"My team members are all White Ghost fans!"
Gris:……
His damn charisma.
…
The border of the empire, a remote administrative star.
In the underground shelter with a depth of more than 800 meters, people are scattered in dozens of underground fortresses. The internal structure of each fortress is like an ant's cave, with hundreds to thousands of humans living in each 'room'.
They have prepared sufficient supplies, have complete oxygen production systems and sewage systems, and will not have any interaction with the outside world.
In addition, they must maintain radio silence.
No one knows what's going on outside.
But the red indicator light, indicating that the next day's disaster had arrived, remained on.
When the insect tide subsides, someone will come and tell them that the disaster has passed, and they can return to the cities on the surface, resume their previous lives, continue to thrive on this planet, and continue their genes.
Everyone's mood is relatively stable.
Take the cave at the edge as an example. Except that it cannot connect to the Internet, all kinds of facilities are available here.
Amidst the clear rhythm of music, dozens of elderly human men and women danced simple social dances, while the most social young people gathered near the game consoles and bookshelves, keeping a relative distance.
The simple children's playground is the most popular among children. At the tables and chairs set up next to it, parents chat and drink tea. Everything is so "daily".
A picture of the white ghost's armor is posted on the door of the cave.
This is their patron saint, although now, this patron saint cannot hover above the planet to express deterrence to insects that may arrive here.
"We are actually quite dangerous," a middle-aged man said worriedly. "Even if bugs can't sense our biological information, our city is just above the surface. If they want to deal with us, they can still find it directly underground.
found."
"But why do they want to deal with us who have no ability to resist?"
"Yes, the bugs will give priority to the army. Don't scare yourself here. If we were on the surface, the bugs might come down and slaughter us when they passed by. There is no need for them to attack us now."
"What about putting pressure on our military in order to undermine our military array?"
"This is quite possible..."
"You guys, can you think of something good? Everyone is already under a lot of pressure! Don't talk about whether these things are available or not!"
boom!
A slight tremor suddenly came from the edge of the cave.
There were faint cracks in the roof of the cave above.
People looked up with a bit of fear in their eyes, and the music with clear rhythm became a bit abrupt, abrupt and noisy.
Boom, boom!
Stone chips fell, and the sound of bombardment became more distinct!
Within a few seconds, the roof of the cave suddenly collapsed, and a giant digging insect, covered in pitch black and tens of meters long, crashed down against the stone wall, pinning dozens of humans below who had no time to dodge.
That dark armor;
Those terrifying compound legs and mouthparts flowing with highly corrosive mucus;
The pair of slightly vibrating tentacles and the thin wings spread out on the back...
"insect!"
"They found us!"
"ah--"
Screams, hums, curses.
Insects six to seven meters long surged down from the huge hole above.
In the corner of the cave, a trembling child was hugged tightly by his mother. A fifth-order ordinary adult swooped in. The raised blade limbs and the child's mother's fragile but vigorously arched back formed a famous painting.
A cruel picture.
Blood was spread on the corner wall.
The tens of thousands of digging insects that were digging on the surface of the planet at the same time began to gather in this direction.