Many starship wreckage can be seen in the planet's low-Earth orbit, and even the bodies of some dwarf soldiers can be seen among the starship wreckage.
Not far from the wreckage of these starships is a hovering interstellar battleship. There are two to three hundred ships in this interstellar fleet.
In the center is the largest T3-level star battleship. The T2 star battleships and T1 star battleships next to it are like children in front of it, less than one thousandth as domineering.
On the paint of these starship hulls, there is a red lizard emblem.
These are all salamander star battleships.
In the bridge of the Salamander Tribe T3 flagship ship
An interstellar creature with red scales on its skin, standing on two legs, a tail on its back, and a lizard head on its head was sitting on the captain's chair.
Most of the crew members on the entire bridge also look like this.
This is the Salamander Tribe.
The Salamander commander looked at the several pictures in front of him, which were all pictures of the ground battlefield on the planet in front of him.
It can be seen that several T1 interstellar battleships have entered the planet and dropped a considerable number of combat mechas and ground combat troops.
Then relying on the air superiority of the T1 star battleship, they launched continuous attacks on the dwarves on the ground who were still resisting.
"How dare these weak dwarves resist our powerful lizard warriors!" The Salamander Commander looked down upon the dwarf warriors holding various weapons in the picture to resist.
"Lord Commander, look at the painful expressions on these dwarves' faces when they died.
Let the entire FY galaxy see, this is the fate of disobeying our Salamander clan!" the Salamander adjutant next to him said excitedly.
The Salamander Commander snorted coldly: "If it weren't for the fact that I didn't want to destroy the mineral veins on this planet, as well as the industrial facilities of the dwarves.
In addition, they are also natural craftsmen and miners.
I have long arranged for my fleet to conduct orbital bombardment of this planet and turn these dwarves into ashes!"
"When we take control of this planet, the dwarves on this planet will become our slaves and spend their entire lives mining the wealth of this planet for us!" Salamander Adjutant said from the side.
The Salamander commander said with empty eyes: "As long as we mine the mineral veins on this planet, we can rely on these resources to grow our Salamander clan.
The clan leader said that by then we can seize several surrounding star systems and truly become one of the overlords of this reef star field!"
These salamanders are already dreaming of a better future.
They looked at the surviving dwarves on the planet as if they were looking at a group of ants.
On the planet, the command center of the dwarves
"Report, the third shelter has been captured, and 30,000 of our clan members are controlled by Salamanders!"
"Report, the ninth combat team on the ground has been completely wiped out."
"Report, the coordinates of the combat mecha team were exposed, and they were bombed from high altitude by the Salamander T2 star battleship, and the entire army was wiped out!"
One bad news after another spread throughout the underground command post.
A middle-aged dwarf was sitting on his chair, with gauze wrapped around his shoulders after being injured.
"Clan leader... do we still want to resist?" the dwarf next to him asked a little decadently.
"If we don't resist, will we become slaves under those damn lizards?" the dwarf leader said angrily.
"But... how can we resist? Our star fleet has been wiped out, and only these ridiculous ground combat troops are left.
It is only a matter of time before we are annihilated by those interstellar battleships above our heads." The dwarf said feebly from the side.
"We have asked for help from other dwarf tribes in the Reef Star Territory. As long as we persist until support arrives, we still have a glimmer of hope!" said a dwarf.
"Support? Hahaha, the combat capabilities of other dwarf tribes are not much better than ours. Did you see the T3-class star battleship of the Salamander Fleet? Which dwarf tribe has a T3-class star battleship?" The dwarves who had lost their desire to fight were disdainful.
said.
After hearing this, many dwarves were unconvinced, but this was reality and their current situation.
The dwarf patriarch picked up the laser gun next to him and gritted his teeth and said: "You're right, this is indeed our current situation.
If you want to surrender, I won't stop you.
But as the leader of the tribe, I cannot surrender to these invaders, nor can I lead my tribe to accept their slaves.
I would rather die in battle than live on my knees!"
"Yes! We dwarves are also brave warriors!"
"We are willing to live and die with the clan leader!"
"Kill those damn stinky lizards!"
Some young dwarves shouted.
But some dwarves remained silent.
"Convey my words to various shelter bases.
If someone wants to surrender, I won't stop them.
But I, Ba Jin, as the leader of the dwarf tribe! I will carry my honor and fight the Salamander to the end, even if this is a battle that is destined to be unwinnable!" Chief Ba Jin said unswervingly.
After doing the final battle mobilization.
Chief Bajin came to a small room in the shelter.
Here is his wife and five children, two boys and three girls.
The eldest has just reached adulthood this year, and the youngest is only ten years old.
They were all squeezed into the only bed in the room, sleeping soundly with somewhat frightened expressions.
"Ba Jin..." The wife looked at her husband with a complicated expression.
"The ground troops in our shelter have basically lost their combat effectiveness, and the next battle may be the final battle.
I will take the last combat troops to fight, and I will probably only be able to hold on for one to three days before falling.
I have a shuttle hidden in this location. If...if I die by then, you will take our children and find a way to leave here, as far away as possible!" Chief Bajin handed over a bronze key.
own wife.
The wife held the bronze key, looked at her husband, and said in a pleading tone: "Come with us!"
"I'm sorry, I am the leader of our tribe, and I have to fight until the last moment." Chief Ba Jin stroked his wife's cheek and looked at the five sleeping children: "It's a pity that in the end, I didn't find the child Annie.
Although I don't know where she went, it may be better than staying here.
I just hope she can live well outside."
The wife hugged her husband and wanted to cry, but she was worried about disturbing the children, so she could only grit her teeth and sob to prevent herself from crying.
"Take good care of our children, and if you have a chance... go find Annie..." After the Ba Jin patriarch finished speaking, he resolutely walked out of the room.
Only five sleeping children and a wife with tears on her face were left behind.