"Why did I suddenly make a stupid mistake, since one person can't beat it, can't so many people beat it? I'm not alone, there are countless people behind me, and it's my specialty to bully too many people. ”

Suddenly, Stoker was stunned, patted his head directly, and laughed nervously.

"Brain, connect the mecha corps, the assassination corps, and the infantry combat team, and let them follow me."

Brain: "......"

"Admiral Stoker, Zhi Brain believes that if too many people infiltrate at the same time, it will greatly increase the possibility of exposure, especially if the mecha corps has 3,000 people, plus the mecha, it needs a small warship for transportation, the assassination corps of 300 people also needs a fighter to transport, and the last 30,000 infantry combat team ......"

Speaking of which, Zhi Brain fell into a long silence, and with so many people down, was this preparing to declare war on the Empire?

Zhi Nao estimated that as soon as this side set off, the empire would immediately know the situation here and quickly send people to suppress it.

"There are too many people, then you can calculate how many people my spaceship can hold!"

Stoke frowned in disappointment, then said.

Zhi Brain: "Your Excellency, your spaceship belongs to the most advanced star core resonance spaceship in the legion, due to the advance and limitations of the equipment, the space is relatively narrow, and it can only fit thirty mechas, or two hundred assassination corps, or two hundred infantry combat teams. ”

"Give me a comprehensive calculation, how can I achieve the maximum combat effectiveness, if it is too simple, it will be useless."

Stoke said.

This brain really has no humanity at all, and he doesn't know how to figure out people's hearts, he is really incompetent as a subordinate, and he really misses the adjutant who was eaten by himself before. Stoke touched his belly, a melancholy expression on his face, and thought regretfully.

Zhi Brain: "Yes, Admiral! ”

A few seconds later,

Zhi Brain: "Admiral, after calculation,

The first plan: with the mecha as the main core, the assassination corps as the auxiliary, and the infantry team as the logistics, it can load five mechas, with 20 assassination corps and 30 infantry troops.

The second plan: with the assassination corps as the main core, the mecha as the auxiliary, and the infantry team as the logistics, it can load the assassination corps with 80 people, two mechas, and 100 infantry troops.

The third plan: with the infantry team as the main core, the assassination corps as the auxiliary, and the mecha as the logistics, it can load 150 infantry combat teams, 30 assassination corps, and two mechas. ”

"Since the battle is going on underground, it is advisable to use the first or second option."

"Then use the first one!"

Stoke said, waving his hand.

Zhi Brain: "Yes, Admiral." ”

"Admiral, there is an external consultation request connection!"

Stoke was stunned for a moment, then frowned, as if he had guessed who it was, he sighed and said, "Take it." ”

"Stoker!"

The virtual projection screen unfolded, a tall old man sat at the desk, he was wearing a silver-white military uniform, his gray-white hair combed back was shiny, the corners of his eyes, faint crow's feet were faintly visible, and a pair of eyes as calm as water and deep as the sea seemed to contain indescribable majesty. He rested his hands flat on the table and looked at Stoke with a calm expression.

"As the head of the branch who must sit in the branch and oversee the overall situation of the Chaotian Galaxy branch, but now he has left his post without permission, what do you say?"

Stoker's face was expressionless: "The Empire's territory is in command of 1,256 galaxies, there are thousands of habitable human planets, and the rebels have a branch head in almost every two galaxies, may I ask, Lord Director, why don't you pay attention to other people, but to pay attention to me, a waste who hasn't even broken through to the god level?" ”

"Admiral Stoker, please pay attention to the way you speak, I'm asking you, why did you leave your post without permission, don't talk about anything else!"

The old man said calmly.

The corners of Stoker's mouth curved, a hint of sarcasm flashed in his eyes, and then he straightened his chest and tucked his abdomen, clenched his fists in his chest, bowed deeply, and said loudly,

"Report to the Director-General, Admiral Stoke received a request for help from General Tucker who was carrying out the mission of sacrificing the Star Spirit on June 4, 653 of the Imperial New Calendar, because the mission of sacrificing the Star Spirit is related to the god-making plan of our military department, and the stakes are very high, and Admiral Stoke did not dare to take it lightly, so he decided to lead the Mecha Corps, the Assassination Corps, and the Infantry Combat Team to support, may I ask the Lord of the General Division, do you still have any questions?"

The old man looked at him deeply,

"Stoker!"

"The subordinates are here!"

Stoker straightened his back, his head held high, and answered in a majestic voice.

"Since it's your choice, then I wish you the best of luck."

The old man was silent for a moment, and then, as if tired, spoke.

"Thank you, Lady General."

Stoke was still the same, his eyes unwavering.

The figure of the old man disappeared on the virtual projection screen, and the brain turned off the connection.

"Hmph, a dead old man, also to meddle in my business? Why did you go earlier? I'm phew."

At this time, Stoke completely devoid of the self-cultivation that an admiral should have, like an aggrieved child, complaining about how his parents were.

……

This is a dark galaxy, a battleship as big as a planet lies in it, around the battleship, there are enough four solar stars around the battleship to revolve, and the almost infinite solar nuclear energy is extracted by the battleship in the air, turning into a terrifying pillar of fire that is not known how many kilometers long, connected to the energy converter under the battleship.

On the top floor of the exterior of the battleship, an old man with gray hair stood on it, the vacuum could not change his gravity, could not affect his breathing, he stood there, like a god who had come out of ancient times, taller and heavier than the battleship below.

"Bonathan, are you worried about that little Stoke guy?"

An old woman stepped out of the battleship and stood shoulder to shoulder with the old man. Asked softly.

Bonatan didn't answer, but said to himself, "At our age, in the world, only children and grandchildren are worthy of our care, and other external things are not so important!" And in our realm, in this world, there is nothing to hide from us, but ......"

Old man Bonatan's eagle-sharp eyes looked at the four suns that were turning. A boundless terrifying power was like a galaxy whirlpool, gushing out from him, instantly enveloping the entire galaxy, causing the entire galaxy to directly stop running and freeze.

"Just now, I wanted to remind my uncompetitive grandson that this trip is in a big crisis."

Bonatan suppressed his anger, and in his eyes, the endless galaxy was moving, and the entire galaxy seemed to be about to collapse under his power.

"Something threatened me not to break the rules. That's my only grandchild! ”

The irritation, anger, and fear in Bonatan's chest were like an endless cosmic galaxy that enveloped him at the thought of the powerlessness of the terrible power that wrapped around every inch of his soul, every bit of will, every cell.

Thinking of the advent that the thing said in his mouth, Bonatan smiled coldly, I am not allowed to make a move by a person above the god level?

"Pass my order, within the legion, above the god level, if you are not actively provoked, you are absolutely not allowed to take action, and at the same time, expand our intelligence network, investigate all personnel who have no information, once you find the advent, you will not be killed!!"

Bonatan's eyes were as cold as knives, and his mouth spat out cold words, the last to say without mercy. With a wave of the big hand and a grip, the four sun stars exploded in an instant as if they were grabbed by an invisible skyscraper hand.

Infinite energy, rays, gushed out, distorting the entire galaxy's space, dyeing a radius of hundreds of light-years golden.

Bonatan carried his hands behind his back, and the endless rays of fire outlined a terrifying scene like the Big Bang around him, and a boundless domineering aura rose from him, setting him off like a demon god who destroyed the world.