Chapter 506: I Deeply Regret the Matter of Fucalo......
"I ......"
Jim said that he wanted to say that he knew it wasn't Fcallo's fault, but it wasn't Nova's fault either. However, as soon as the words poured out of his throat a byte, he held back.
It's all because Kerrigan, whom Jim loves dearly, is the one who kills, not the one who is killed.
Look at that!
The former Kerrigan was implanted with neural implants by the brutal federal government, and became a ghost who could only retire if he died in battle. And now Nova used to play the same role as Kerrigan.
The same top-notch psionic powerhouse, the same ghost who can't control his own life and actions. The same brutal government has a sharp weapon.
Now Jim's rhetoric of defending Nova is essentially defending Kerrigan's rhetoric.
"Say? Is Fcalo guilty? Jim Reynolds, tell me it's Fkalo's fault? β
The young Zhao Yi sharply forced Jim to speak, forcing this old fritter who could rationally manage his mouth to say what he shouldn't say. And Renault didn't eat him at all.
The wandering gaze wandered around, from Matehorner beside him, to the crew on the bridge with worried, angry, calm, or doubtful eyes. Then to the cigarette pinned to the ornament on the star map in front of you. Finally, there's the countdown to the crash of the Sky Shield.
"I'm sorry about what happened to Fcallo......" Jim's tone was full of moderation and the smell of mud, "But those million innocent lives shouldn't have died on the Sky Shield orbital platform that protected them in the first place." Stop. β
Zhao Yi didn't want to speak.
His eyes were fixed on the human in front of him, a human with a beard, a slightly wrinkled forehead, and gray hair, who had once given him an infinite sense of security. And now, this wonderful sense of security is gradually being stripped away, and it has transformed into the cold of an ice cave.
The slightest scorching wind blew on Zhao Yi's body, as sharp as a knife.
"You go and say that to Phoenix. Tell the eight billion people who were killed by Kerrigan! β
As soon as the words fell, Jim's eyes turned into darkness. Zhao Yi's hideous face disappeared, and the background of the Sky Shield's broken command center disappeared, leaving only pitch black.
It's as dark as an abyss.
Zhao Yi's severed connection made Jim's heart flow with a touch of panic, and he subconsciously looked at Horner beside him, only to see that he removed his gaze from his gaze - Jim's eye-catching gaze was all diverted. It's as if Jim's eyes are the eyes of Medusa that can't look directly.
Even though he couldn't look at each other, Jim read what was called a feeling of bleakness.
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"My lord, the Sky Shield is about to fall back, shall we immediately make an emergency jump? Our fleet has detected a fusion strike on its wayβfusion missiles from the Tyranid Empire are flying towards this orbital platform. β
Tarisius, the Dominator, who had been idle for a long time, said, in a low tone.
"Of course." Zhao Yi turned around and looked at Taresius in front of him, looking at this loyal ruler for the time being, the purple light in his eyes was no longer pure, and the black taste in it was even stronger: "Although the Mobius Legion has failed, we still have the need to save life." In this way, we can better crush the world. β
"Yes, sir."
Tarisius's aircraft carrier began to leap at the two hybrids, and as a faint blue light shrouded them, the hybrids inside the Deep Sky Shield disappeared in place.
When returning to the aircraft carrier, Zhao Yi's eyes were always fixed on the holographic projection of the aircraft carrier's star map. Here, Zhao Yi was able to see the real-time feedback from the observer to the Sky Shield.
A fusion missile hit a stabilizing device of this massive orbital platform, and the precise fixed-point strike and the right key position made the powerful fusion force hollow out one of the stabilizing devices of this orbital platform.
The stabilizing device of the blast causes the platform to fall more and more rapidly. However, just as the form was about to become uncontrollable, the remaining fusion strikes succeeded in tearing the orbital platform to pieces.
The large fragments resemble scattered flowers of the Celestial Maiden, like a romantic meteor shower, like another symbol of the indomitable will of the imperial soldiers. But it's more similar to what you can't see or touch.
Death.
Thousands of tons and tens of tons of debris are in terrible free fall. Under the debris of a defensive strike beyond the orbital defense system, the missile cluster can only intercept very large debris as much as possible.
The lesser of two trade-offs.
This is a very instinctive choice, and it is only possible that even the smallest thing falling from a high altitude in orbit will turn into an absolutely heavy blow to the ground.
Thousands of pieces of debris, often weighing tonnes, fell to the earth, carrying with them the remaining radiation from death and fusion strikes.
Despite the full force of the Imperial military, despite the last sweat of the Rangers, they were unable to prevent the casualties of innocent civilians.
The first fragments of the Sky Shield fell to the earth, and the approximate casualties were roughly counted by the fleets that could not participate in the rescue.
"Sir! Despite His Majesty's efforts to evacuate civilians. However, because the crash site chosen by the hybrid was very tricky - several congested high-speed corridors on the ground were knocked out, and bomb shelters full of civilians were directly hit. β
"Matt, just tell me how many casualties there are."
"The result of the computer co-ordination - 130,000."
The first wave of debris brought 130,000 casualties, that's 130,000 lives!
There was a terrible silence on the bridge of the Hyperion. At the same time, Zhao Yi inside the Tadarin aircraft carrier stared coldly at the screen in front of him.
"My lord, the Morbius Legion has been defeated, and the entire interested Imperial fleet has been drawn here. Even if the single aircraft carrier in our hands is stronger, it will still be besieged and killed. β
Tarisius was loyal, and his words were full of concern. He seemed to be worried that his adults would become irrational after talking to humans.
"Taresius." Zhao Yi suddenly called out the name of the Dominator.
"I'm here, sir."
"How many Astral Gold Fleets are there with us?"
"It's just a couple of aircraft carriers, my lord."
Several aircraft carriers representing Dharam.
After Zhao Yi got the answer, his thoughts began to wander, and in the game of thoughts, he chose the best one.
He closed his eyes.
Thoughts swirled through Kara, and fell precisely into the minds of the pilots of the three Dharam Star Spirit carriers. After receiving the order, the pilot, who was so loyal that he had no idea of his own, steered the carrier out of the ranks.
Three glittering aircraft carriers with Zhao Yi's orders. Leaving the queue of Zhao Yi's mixed fleet, he flew towards Keha.
"My lord, where are you?" Taresius grew confused.
(End of chapter)