"What do you mean? We need to conduct a comprehensive inspection of the readiness of all equipment and weapons in the next few days?" Brigadier General Gore, the new Lushun garrison commander and commander of the 8th Community Marine Division, looked at
He looked at the engineer next to him, as if he suspected that the other person was teasing him.
The Brigadier actually already knew that this engineer named Summers, although young, was a very reliable technical master. In other words, there were no such outstanding engineers in the entire New World colonies. If not, this grumpy
The general might have already shot someone.
Even so, he still looked like you were kidding me: "In this galaxy, there are now 12,000 automatic sentry guns, divided into twenty types. There are also three fortresses... Well, although they are ordinary stars,
It was modified from a port, but it should also be considered a fortress. There are also more than 10,000 combat robots of various types on the planet's surface, um, sea surface and various islands."
"That's why the last debugging is needed. Don't worry, we don't need to check everything. We just need to use the central information terminal to do some statistics." Summers from the Engineers Guild said.
"Just, is it that simple?" General Gore couldn't help but express doubts. He is an old-school soldier. He always feels that the so-called threat equipment should be wearing protective clothing, holding a hammer on his head and banging on the fire line on the tank lying on the nest.
Typing. This method of hiding behind the keyboard always feels a bit too difficult.
There are no good products easily. Old-school people all have this understanding.
"This system is the product of our reverse research and development through the ancient technology in the New Yumen No. 1 ruins. In addition to taking over all automatic weapons in the entire galaxy, it can also remotely conduct status checks and even control other unmanned aerial vehicles.
The machine needs to be maintained for maintenance," Summers added.
"This sounds a bit like a scene from a movie." Brigadier General Gore became even more suspicious: "Boss... well, the main terminal was disconnected, and millions of machines were all scrapped at once."
"Hahaha, we have also seen this kind of movie, so we try to avoid this situation. In fact, even if the empire launches strong photon interference in the new Lushun area, it can still keep one or two control lines open, and it will not
Completely losing control." Summers let out a hearty laugh: "This is based on a cybernetic system, we pass..."
"No, no, no, no, you don't need to describe it in too much detail, I can't understand it anyway. If you say it in too much detail, I'll think you're mocking me. Just tell me what this can do, and that's it.
." Brigadier General Gore's eyes lit up: "However, since it is the reverse research of the Enlightened One, it should be very sharp."
"It can increase the combat efficiency of automatic weapons in the galaxy. The bombardment and dodge of automatic turrets will be more organized, and the interception of robots will be more intelligent, and they can even do some tactical coordination."
"that's all?"
"That's it. General. Even though I look like this, I still firmly believe that people are fundamental. Only people can determine the future of the universe." The electronic light in Summers' right eye jumped.
The old-school General Gore was actually a highlander, but he also knew that the "people" the other party mentioned should be in a broad sense, referring to all intelligent races.
"But, I'm short of men right now. The garrison of New Port Arthur in Novo University only has my half-battered division and the local garrison. In total, I don't know if there are even two people who can shoot.
Thousands of people.”
What the Tauren General said is a bit unfair.
His 8th Marine Division was the one that retreated to New Lushun to rest and recuperate after suffering heavy losses in the attack on Devil's Throat Fortress during the War of Resentment. There were a total of five to six thousand veterans. In addition, although New Lushun, an ocean planet, is not as good as Earth,
There are nearly one million residents in Xinyumen.
If fully mobilized, we can still produce more than ten or two hundred thousand bayonets.
Of course, everyone knows that it doesn't make any sense whether to mobilize or not. New Port Arthur cannot be defended. Even with so many automatic turrets and robots, it is impossible to cause too much damage to the empire. At most, it will only add to the obstruction.
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"Will the Empire really come?" Brigadier General Gore asked himself. However, after the hesitation flashed across his face, he shook his head and said: "The Empire had better come. The Empire has not yet come, and Port Arthur will become
This is a great virtue. If he hadn't come, wouldn't we have suffered all this in vain?"
It is now March 20, 833 of the common calendar. The new Lushun star port on the border of the once prosperous Blue Star Community has not experienced any war in the war that has lasted for more than half a year, but it is completely quiet like a remote port.
The border post in the starry sky.
Not to mention the passing merchant ships and passenger ships, even the supply ships from Xinyumen in the rear have dropped to a frequency of once a month.
However, during the Condemnation War, and later in the so-called "Fragrant Waterway Development Plan" and the peace plan of a generation, this star port was clearly the most prosperous trade hub of the Blue Star Community in the New World - although the Community was also the most prosperous trade hub in the New World.
There are only two inhabited star systems - transport ships and passenger ships from the native countries come and go, gathering here. They rushed to the Dawn Star Territory and to various parts of the New World, but they also left their wealth behind.
As a result, some smart people invested in large-scale orbital hotels and commercial stores in New Lushun.
If it can be successfully completed, there will be 10,000 dome villas, 100,000 serviced apartments, and 800,000 guest rooms. By the way, it will also include orbital ecological parks, amusement parks, casinos and shopping malls. Here in the New World
A star appeared in the sky.
By that time, this hotel alone will become a landmark in this galaxy, right?
However, we all know what happened later. Happy construction plans will always be destroyed by wars that are not happy at all.
Let’s not consider whether the hotel’s investors all had to go to the rooftop. Anyway, the half-built orbital hotel was demolished on the spot.
Of course it was the Engineers Guild who made this suggestion. They believed that it was unrealistic to convert the half-built hotel into a fortress. It would be better to dismantle it and use it to strengthen other military bases.
General Carter, the commander of the New World Theater, said that the Engineer Guild Hall was right! Although Admiral Carter is known as the commander of the New World Theater, he can only manage the narrow New World colonial defense zone of New Yumen and New Lushun.
Anyway, half a year after the war broke out, only a thin frame of the half-built space hotel was left, looking more miserable than a skeleton. Of course, this is understandable.
Among the new Lushun planets, there is an underground base that is 1,500 meters away from the sea and 1,000 meters away from the seabed. The elevator materials used by the base personnel to travel between the sea and the underground are the observation elevators from the Orbital Hotel.
Of course, since it is a base built under the sea, its importance can be imagined.
In fact, this is the second central base of the new Lushun defense system. If the base in the orbital star port is destroyed, this will serve as a substitute headquarters, activate the backup information terminal, and take over all automatic equipment and robots.
In addition, they are also obliged to take over the unified command of all combat units.
As a result, the internal passages and living space of this base under the deep sea are slightly cramped, but this is only for humans after all, and for Brigadier General Gore, a Torun tauren who is nearly two and a half meters tall,
, it seems even more unfriendly.
At this moment, the elderly tauren general buried his huge body on the sofa as much as possible, looking at the array platform flashing with various light screens and data, and looking at all kinds of things that made him dizzy.
form, I felt like I was reading a heavenly book composed of some terrible and mysterious magic words.
He looked again at Mr. Summers, the consultant to the Engineers' Guild.
This young prosthetic engineer was leading an entire platoon of military technical noncommissioned officers to begin an all-round inspection.
At this moment, in the eyes of General Gore, this cyborg guy is clearly a wizard. But, having said that, for a warrior like him who has no education and fights with courage, psychic powers are also good.
, technology, no matter how good it is, is actually the same as witchcraft. High-ranking psykers or incomprehensible cyborgs are all wizard-like characters.
The general threw his body on the sofa chair in the corner of the headquarters, trying to use his huge body to fully save the space in the room. He looked at the faint flash of light dancing around him, and looked at the person holding the terminal crackling.
Summers. In just three minutes, the old tauren felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier. He was now sure that he was indeed a hopeless scumbag. So, he focused his gaze on the person directly opposite him.
On the observation platform, three technical sergeants are working - of course, when it comes to working, it is more like staring at the various data on the screen in a daze. Their job is to read and analyze the real-time data of the deep space detectors on the colonial border.
situation and determine the enemy's contacts.
All in all, it is an observatory of the cosmic era.
There is also a set of this observation tower system in the Sky Star Port. This forms the so-called double insurance.
However, for the entire past year, the technical sergeants on the observation decks had no room for performance. The two observation decks, three shifts plus ten observation groups with substitutes, more than half the company's manpower, were all very smart.
An excellent technical sergeant, but he was treated like a salary thief.
The tauren general was bored and counted the pulses on the screen, smelling the almost saturated dampness in the room. He felt like a salted fish marinated in a can... ah no, corned beef.
So, he took out the sugar cane liqueur he had hidden in his coat pocket.
Summers saw this scene, but didn't say anything.
If it were his old self, of course he would be very disgusted with drinking in the workplace, and he would definitely confront him even if the other person was a general, but it doesn't matter now.
Although General Gore is the garrison commander of the new Port Arthur, he is actually more like a mascot. In fact, if the war had not happened, he would indeed have played such a role.
Summers even thought about asking the other party for a drink later. It is said that this Tauren general's family runs a private brewing workshop, and he is also good at his craftsmanship. He has built a brewing pool in New Lushun and is still very popular.
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And at this moment, a certain device in his head started trembling in his head like a buzzer. The prosthetic engineer bared his teeth, stood up, and looked at the observation terminal.
Then he walked quickly to the monitor screen, but it was still pitch black.
The three technical noncommissioned officers in charge of monitoring were startled, and looked at each other in confusion, but they didn't know what to say.
The one who was also shocked was General Gore. He drank all his sugar cane liqueur in one gulp, then jumped up and hit his head on the ceiling.
"You are so shocked!" the general said loudly, regardless of the pain.
"They are coming," said the engineer.
General Gore stopped. Even if he had no nerves, he would know who "they" were referring to.
"I only saw blackness... Moo?"
On the dark screen, a flicker finally appeared, like an imaginative ripple on the surface of a deep, silent lake. It was like a monster hiding under the abyss, thinking about the surface of the pool and exhaled.
A foul smell of foul smell.
The tauren couldn't help but swallowed, but he still managed to smile and said, "But this is just a signal."
"They did come," Summers repeated.
Are you actually able to generate signals faster than gravitational waves? What kind of weirdo are you? General Gore looked at the engineer no longer like he was looking at a wizard, but more like he was looking at God.
However, Summers himself had almost completely calmed down and said thoughtfully: "However, it will take at least twenty hours to get here. I will complete the last monitoring immediately. Then..."
The engineer paused, a trace of hesitation flashing across his face.
But the tauren general had already laughed out loud: "Then you go back to New Yumen. Young man, there are more robots, more soldiers, and more strategic depth space, which is your stage. You are all
You have helped me set up several reserve headquarters, I will try my best to hold on for as long as possible..."
"If possible..."
"If things must go against my will, I will also be very aware of current affairs. This is something I have discussed with Chief Carter, but you, as an adviser, cannot say it. Oh, the situation we have here, as long as a shot is fired, it will be worthy of the earth and Nixi.
President Ta." Brigadier General Gore patted Summers on the shoulder: "It's you, young man, there is more space to move around in the new Yumen than here, but because of this, I am worried about you.
And what unrealistic ideas does Chief Carter have?"
Because the Tauren General was so frank, Summers was speechless for a while.
After nearly half a minute, he forced out an unnatural smile: "If I tell you, we are actually prepared not to resist. Would you believe it?"
"I am uneducated, but you can't think me stupid! Haha, I have been staying in Xinyumen for more than half a year. I have seen the Tulong Port that has been evacuated, and I have seen those fierce sand
Folk boy, haha, it would be great if you were my soldier. I have also seen those ancient giants buried under the yellow sand."
"Yes, so we are indeed prepared not to resist."
"Is this some subtle tactic?" the tauren general asked doubtfully.
The engineer did not answer, and finally responded with a noncommittal smile, and then performed a military salute.
The tauren general looked at the opponent's overly standard, community military salute that had undergone long-term professional training. He was slightly startled, but as if he understood something, he responded with a smile.
As a result, the scene was immediately filled with a solemn and solemn atmosphere, as if a comrade was bidding farewell.
The other officers were a little restless. They looked at the black screen on the observation screen and the flickering light spots, and felt that the current situation was a bit exaggerated.
There is indeed only one signal at the moment, and it should only be a reconnaissance ship.
As soon as this thought crossed their minds, the flickering on the screen became obviously lively, with constantly beating light spots flashing frequently, as if it had changed from a dark and silent pool to a hornet's nest that had been punctured.
After a long wait of a year, they are finally here.