A T4 Star Emperor-class medium-sized aircraft carrier starship and bridge
Qin Longcheng was sitting on the captain's chair. He looked a little embarrassed at the moment, and half of his hair had turned gray.
The adjutant next to him looked at the marshal who was in a poor mental state and swallowed his saliva with some worry.
In the past few days, he had watched with his own eyes that Marshal Qin Longcheng had changed from a domineering and free-spirited Imperial Marshal to the somewhat decadent look he now has.
If it weren't for the Imperial uniform he was wearing and the five-star marshal badge on his chest, people who saw him for the first time would probably have a hard time believing that he was an Imperial marshal.
It all started that day when Marshal Qin Longcheng ordered the release of the Zerg virus in the surrounding galaxies.
"Cough cough cough..." Qin Longcheng suddenly coughed violently, and he picked up a handkerchief and covered his mouth.
After the coughing stopped, Qin Longcheng put down the handkerchief, and he saw a touch of red on the handkerchief.
The adjutant on the side saw this and said hurriedly: "Marshal, you are feeling unwell. I will send you a doctor immediately."
"Stop, I know what's going on with my body.
There is no need to call a doctor." Qin Longcheng said with a gloomy face.
The adjutant's steps were frozen in place. On the one hand, he was worried about the marshal's health, and on the other hand, he did not dare to disobey the marshal's order.
Because the marshal's mood was very unstable these days, some crew members were even shot dead on the spot by the marshal because they disobeyed the marshal's words.
One of them is still on the bridge!
Although he is an adjutant, no one can guarantee what the marshal in his current mental state will do.
Qin Longcheng threw away the handkerchief. He knew his condition. He was indeed ill, but it was not a physical illness, but a mental illness.
He already has inner demons.
From the moment I gave that order, I already had inner demons.
Those trillions of creatures will continue to torture him before he goes to hell.
"How is the situation on the battlefield now?
Is it possible to ensure that the Xiaolong Legion will not kill here?" Qin Longcheng asked gloomily.
The adjutant immediately replied: "My subordinates have followed the Marshal's instructions and attracted all the mutated Zerg races cultivated in the surrounding galaxies to the route of the Xiaolong Legion's attack.
According to the latest information we have received, Xiaolong’s three legions are now surrounded by hundreds of millions of mutated Zerg. Let alone attacking us, they themselves cannot be protected.”
Qin Longcheng closed his eyes.
This is naturally the best.
Your Majesty...I will guard it for you...
"Report, latest news!
The Xiaolong Legion has broken through the Eric Galaxy and entered the marginal space of the galaxy that borders our galaxy!
According to the speed of the Xiaolong Legion T3 star battleship, it is expected to enter our galaxy in five hours!
At the same time, behind them, there were also a large number of mutant Zerg.
Those mutated Zerg have completely lost control and are expected to follow the Xiaolong Legion into our galaxy!" A communications soldier suddenly reported a piece of news.
The adjutant trembled and looked nervously at Marshal Qin Longcheng, who was leaning on the captain's chair with his eyes closed.
Several minutes passed.
None of the adjutants heard anything from Marshal Qin Longcheng.
He swallowed, walked to Qin Longcheng's side, and called in a low voice: "Marshal..."
The next second, Qin Longcheng suddenly burst out and grabbed the adjutant's throat.
The adjutant's feet left the ground, and his whole face turned red from suffocation.
He also saw Marshal Qin Longcheng's eyes were bloodshot and his expression was like a devil.
"What did he just say!"
"Marshal...I...I..." The adjutant was speechless and was about to roll his eyes.
Suddenly, he felt a burst of oxygen entering his respiratory tract, and then he fell to the ground.
But before he could recover, he knelt directly on the ground, not daring to raise his head, and said humbly and nervously: "Go back to Marshal!
Just now... just now we received the latest information, the Xiaolong Legion... is expected to enter our galaxy in five hours.
Everyone in the bridge was doing their own work with their heads down at the moment. Even those who had nothing to do at hand pretended to be working and did not dare to look at the marshal.
"I use... I use my famous name in my lifetime, and trillions of... living beings...
Actually... actually... they couldn't stop the Xiaolong Legion!
why why!
Tell me why!" Marshal Qin Longcheng went crazy and kicked the adjutant who was kneeling on the ground.
The adjutant was lying on the ground, not daring to move. Even though his body was in pain, he didn't dare to make a sound.
"Marshal... the Xiaolong Legion suddenly appeared out of nowhere... a large number of interstellar missile ships, relying on the stepped attack of the interstellar missile ships, suddenly opened a gap in the siege of the mutated Zerg.
According to the observations of the interstellar reconnaissance ship we dispatched...
The Xiaolong Legion launched at least one million...T3-level interstellar missiles!" the signal soldier said bravely.
"Interstellar missile ship...one million...interstellar missile ship?" Qin Longcheng seemed to wake up a lot at this moment.
He walked to the holographic interstellar war sandbox, which was a blueprint for the galaxy he was in.
"From which direction did the Xiaolong Legion enter our galaxy?" Qin Longcheng asked.
The adjutant climbed up coughing blood, staggered to the side of Qin Longcheng, and edited on the interstellar war sandbox based on the intelligence information at hand.
Joined the Xiaolong Legion's offensive line.
"How much combat power does the Xiaolong Legion have left now?" Qin Longcheng asked again.
The adjutant replied cautiously: "So far, the Xiaolong Legion has lost about 500 interstellar battleships...
But! It can be inferred that the Xiaolong Legion consumes a lot of combat resources.
And their soldiers must be very tired after such long-term high-intensity fighting.
We are just waiting for work, and we definitely have the upper hand!"
"They only lost five hundred ships...and a large number of interstellar missile ships...do you know how many interstellar missiles they have left?" Qin Longcheng looked at the adjutant.
The adjutant lowered his head this time and said tremblingly: "This... this... we don't know this either..."
"Yes, interstellar missiles are the trump card of the Xiaolong Legion.
We have received intelligence before, and a large part of the warehouses on the interstellar transport ships and interstellar supply ships they accompany the fleet are used to store interstellar missiles." Marshal Qin Longcheng may have really sobered up, and did not become furious because of the lack of information.
Instead, he analyzed it calmly.
"No matter what, we must stick to this place.
Since the Xiaolong Legion has not been wiped out by the mutated Zerg, let me destroy them with my own hands!" Qin Longcheng's red eyes were filled with murderous intent!