At this moment, Admiral Hawke was standing on the bridge, and the surrounding screens were divided into many screens, including the battle situation of the ground landing force, the support bombing of Pluto by the fleet, and the support of the Protoss fleet to the combatants. Obviously, the Protoss didn't care about what was going on on Pluto, they just sent a small number of cutting-edge fighters to clean up the exposed poachers, and this new type of undead also posed a certain threat to the Protoss. After taking a certain number of specimens, the Protoss didn't care much about things on Pluto.

With the current technology of the Protoss, for those undead who have never seen it, they can figure out their structure with just a little research, and even cloning is not a problem. However, it is clear that the Protoss have no such intentions, and they are not obligated to re-establish a new system for an extinct race.

However, Admiral Hawke's screen was mostly filled with various materials of the Protoss fleet, and even in this relatively safe place in the solar system, the huge Protoss patrol was surrounded by countless small unmanned warplanes. Coupled with the unmanned warships around the fleet, it takes a huge amount of computation and basic data to make so many unmanned aerial vehicles operate in a regular manner. This is not something that can be compared to the current earth.

On the other side, Admiral Hawke's mailbox contained several unread messages. It's all news from the council, and Admiral Hawke has opened one before. The above words are more of rebuke and suspicion. However, this leaves Admiral Hawke to explain. How can those bigwigs sitting in the parliamentary security building understand the problems encountered by these warriors in the universe. There should have been letters in those letters asking him to resign, and he knew what the councillors were thinking, so Admiral Hawke didn't bother with the flickering and increasing letters.

As for what the Protoss said just now, he was still thinking about it. Although it was only a small patrol, the Protoss had hardly contacted humans since the first contact with them, and apart from a small amount of communication, humans felt that they were in a position of oblivion most of the time. And this time, it is obvious that the Protoss patrol came with a mission, but now the only legion that is relatively complete around the earth is the Apollo Legion, if there is any problem, then the last person to be sent on a mission is likely to be the Apollo Legion. This is not very good news, and if the task is difficult to complete, then the interests of the allies will be harmed in the end.

Admiral Hawke was able to think of this, as were the many strategists of the Celestial Empire at the Starport Command. "I think this seems unlikely." Wang Hao whispered softly to his colleagues on the side.

It was also a test for them to give what was happening to these interns for analysis, but in the end it was not them who made the decision, but the staff officers around the middle astrolabe.

"Why?" The instructor who led Wang Hao was also a captain, so he could naturally hear Wang Hao's soft statement. Obviously, Wang Hao also intended to let the instructor hear.

"If the Protoss really wants to assign the task to the Apollo Legion, then they shouldn't have let their legion come back before! The patrol of the Protoss doesn't need to go to Starport to explain. Wang Hao considered the words and said softly. And his speech also made the staff officers in the middle stop.

Admiral Hawke's thoughts are also theirs. This is the first time that the Protoss has taken the initiative to contact them, if there is nothing to do, they don't need to rush, the most likely thing is to come to issue a mission, just like when the six legions were transferred away before. At this time, when the Protoss comes again, it seems that it is reasonable to only transfer the Apollo Legion.

But unlike before, when the previous six legions were transferred, it was only a message from the Protoss, and even the final rush was the responsibility of the Terrans themselves. This time the situation seems to be a little different, if you can complete some of the tasks assigned by the Protoss well, then the human race will also have a good impression in the minds of the Protoss, which is the main key point. And the Protoss has a good impression of the Celestial Empire or an ally, so it is up to them to fight for it. These staff officers, who originally thought that there was no hope, couldn't help but think deeply when they heard Wang Hao's words.

Oh, yes! If the Protoss really wanted to hand over the mission to the Apollo Legion, they could take them directly on Pluto, and there was no need to come to Starport. But if it weren't for the Legion, what would be the purpose of the Protoss coming to Starport? This question once again troubled the staff officers, and it was obvious that they had agreed with Wang Hao's statement.

At this moment, the allies are still discussing the wreckage and technical issues of the hot melt cannon, in terms of interests, the members of the parliament are surprisingly unanimous, and the arms dealers quickly drew up the excavation and research and development plan of the Pluto Grind Valley, after all, the biggest beneficiaries of this are these arms dealers, and the previous discussion of Captain Hawke and the president was instantly covered by this topic. In the distribution of benefits, even the most united allies can become enemies. The situation is now that, after the excavation and research and development plans are proposed, the demand for shares has made these parliamentarians fight for the red face and slap the table.

On the other side, President Otride is leisurely drinking tea on the other side of the screen, and the room is filled with a rich fragrance. In the past, the legislators were arguing about the president's arbitrary assertions, which were to temporarily suspend the president's rights and hope to wait until they discussed the issue of the president's rights before resuming them. So at this time, Otrider was very leisurely drinking tea and looking at the group of councilors.

Even the secretary wasn't around. After all, many things require the advice of the president's secretary when the president cannot exercise his powers. As for the news about the Protoss sent by Admiral Hawke before, Otryde threw it directly into the trash, and those things should be decided by those people in the council! As for the purpose of the Protoss coming to the earth, as long as they don't let them give up the earth, everything else is easy to talk about.

The earth is the last bottom line of mankind. Even Mars, which has been almost transformed, can be abandoned, but it must not give up Earth. Besides, if the Protoss really has any requirements, it is also a problem that the Celestial Empire and the Entente need to worry about, and it has nothing to do with his current idle president.

While Audlaide was enjoying the sunlight outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the personal communication on the table rang. The number displayed on it made Otride stunned slightly, and after a moment's hesitation, he turned off the communication on the council's side, and then clicked on another communication.

There was a flicker, and a middle-aged man in a tunic sat on the sofa, looking at Otryde, who had connected to the communication.

"What a rarity!" Aoride smiled and said, after all, the chairman of the Celestial Empire still rarely contacted him.

"Looks like you're in a good mood right now." Seeing the cup in Aoride's hand, the middle-aged man's slightly frowning brows were also relaxed. After all, the arrival of the Protoss still put a lot of pressure on him.

"It's nothing, just finished what I'm doing, just take a little rest." Auride said with a smile. "Tea is a luxury now, and to have such a time, I still have to thank the members of the parliament for sharing a lot of pressure for me."

Aoride naturally knew that the middle-aged man in front of him must already know what was going on in their council. As long as these things are not privately discussed, all the news is known almost quickly.

Facing Aoride's ridicule, the middle-aged man couldn't help but smile, this matter has hardly happened in the Celestial Empire, there are several huge staff groups, and he only needs to make a decision on many things, which is much better than the situation of the allies.

"So you already have plans for the Protoss?" The middle-aged man said with a smile. Regarding the news from the Starport Staff, they still can't think of the purpose of the Protoss patrol ship coming to the solar system. The allies had asked the Protoss for help before, but that was something they didn't think would be answered.

"Not yet." There is no need to hide this matter, and it is a question of what kind of specifications the human race will receive these Protoss warriors. This is something that has not been encountered before. For the strength of the Protoss, they can get a glimpse of some of the battles they participated in through the Hokram. This is a patrol team of Protoss, and if the specifications are not suitable, there will be a lot of trouble in the end.

"So do you have any news of other civilizations?" The middle-aged man frowned slightly and asked, what he meant in his words was the way other civilizations received this kind of thing.

Naturally, Auride knew the treatment of the Apollo Legion when they were stationed on those planets, and they were treated like gods. However, they now did not believe in the gods, and those things could not be done.

This is a very troublesome question.

While the leader was worried, the patrol captain of the Protoss had already obtained a lot of information about the poachers, and after updating the monitoring software, the poachers on Pluto were like shadows under the sun, and they were extremely clear. There isn't much suspense in the battle after that.

Before the Apollo Legion could evacuate, the Protoss fleet had already recovered the unmanned fighters and warships around it, and was ready to go to Starport to arrange the tasks assigned above. As for what the task is, they don't care, there are very few tasks that can be accomplished at the level of human civilization.

Looking at all the low-level tasks, even the choice of the task is not said, it just says that it is just a task for humans.

There is no doubt about the excellence of the Protoss warriors, and being able to fight with the undead for so long can itself prove the excellence of the Protoss warriors. Sometimes, the excellence of the race is proven by the strength of the opponent. And the warriors of the Protoss are undoubtedly one of them, and the strength of the undead warriors also proves the excellence of the Protoss warriors.