Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Battle Post to Confuse the Deserters
He finished talking to himself, turned left and right along the street, and remembered when he followed Mo Lanhui just now, and soon arrived at the teleportation bus stop.
Along the way, there were not many warriors, it was deserted, the streets were wide, the houses were low, and the blue sky and white clouds were replaced by nebulae, which made the cactus feel very relaxed.
It didn't take long to reach the teleportation station.
The transfer station replaces the buses of the past. From the outside, it looks like a puddle of water, reflecting the street lamps of the street.
Yes, the present night time in Fidel's city, where the simulated sun has not yet appeared, has been replaced by brilliant stars.
The cactus stepped into the puddle of water, and the whole person evaporated into liquid.
By the time he reappeared in this world, he had already reached the Piercing Sphere's orb, and Jora had arrived early to read her storybook.
"Hey, good evening, I'm the captain."
"Yes, what's the name?"
"Pioneer fleet."
After a simple hello, the cactus began to greet the team members. He sent a gathering notification through the captain system and waited for all the members to assemble.
After a while, a small team member flew over in a battleship, and when the cactus saw his first subordinate, he was particularly surprised.
However, this team member opened the communication channel with the cactus and said: "Captain, this is the ship parking center, which is not suitable for assembly, why don't you go directly to the mission site and assemble again, and the province will waste time by stopping here?" ”
When the cactus heard this, he was a little ashamed and thought, "Why didn't I think of it?" Isn't it troublesome to assemble a team in a parking lot-like place? My previous captains did this way, but the dock wasn't as crowded as it is now. ”
The cactus saw from the information ball that in the hearing center of this Fidel city, there were warships coming and going, some large and some small, and it was very busy. These multi-layered warships almost form a small ring asteroid belt, which slowly rotates around the bamboo pole-shaped structure in the center.
He saw that almost all the warships weighed between 10 million tons and hundreds of millions of tons, but the traces of civilization were shown on the appearance, which were all streamlined and very shiny.
Now that he had retracted his gaze, he had released the coordinates to the meeting point of the Kekira Nebula to the entire Trailblazer fleet.
After the last command was clicked, the cactus began to jump in sync with the first subordinate he met.
At the moment of sub-light flight, the synchronous jump allows several warships to fly in a space-time bubble, making the cactus look very pleasant, which is the first time he has had a companion in the jump.
In this moment, he saw the distant star come closer to him at once, then farther away, and then a second, and then a third
"Hello Captain of the Pioneer Fleet, this is the Philairer War City on the Kekira Nebula. Our new city is under construction, and thanks to the captain for coming out of his busy schedule. Philair's correspondent spoke eloquently.
"Oh, well, I'm here to wait for my fleet to arrive, and as for the 100,000 cruisers a day, my fleet won't interfere."
"Yes, you don't need to interfere with this, I just want to tell you something."
"Okay, you can say it."
"Of the 100,000 Xiongshili cruisers every day, we were crushed every day, so many Xiongshili warriors fled, and they fled to this nebula, the mining city that originally belonged to them. So your mission this time is pretty much to wipe out these deserters, and then the leaders of the mining planets that are trending towards the flames will soon sign an alliance contract with us. The correspondent meticulously told the information.
The cactus nodded, and by this time his fleet had been assembled.
Look at your own demonized cruisers. Led by multiple crucrucial battleships, these deep-space slash cruisers formed a three-dimensional phalanx of regular triangles, and their ship's thrusters erupted with blue plasma, which was as mysterious as fireflies in the dark night under the rainbow-like light of the nebula.
Full of confidence, the Pioneer fleet began its journey.
They came to the nearest planet to the city of Philair, a single star system with more than a dozen stars with life.
"How did you say that these living planets came about, at the beginning, all the human beings on our earth racked their brains and did not find life planets, like the dawn of mankind, in the 21st century of the earth era, our earthlings' exploration of deep space was in the embryonic stage, at that time, the Hubble telescope, the Galileo telescope, and the space agency of a superpower were all looking for living planets, but they were not found for a long time." The cactus asked Ruora with emotion.
"As you can see, only a planetary civilization that has stepped out of its own cradle is eligible to visit other planetary civilizations, and that's it." Jora shrugged.
"No, I mean, how did these living planets come about, when there was only one in our solar system, we thought that human beings themselves were the darlings of heaven and earth." The cactus was very puzzled.
"How did the more than fifteen million living planets of the KUD people come about?" Jora asked rhetorically.
"I heard that it seems to have been immigrated to the past, basically a few starry sky civilizations have immigrated after transforming the ecology of the barren planets, and there are not many colonizations or the like, because there are many planets that can be transformed, and there is no need to grab resources." The cactus shook out all the materials he had seen in the library.
After saying that, he woke up to the fact that so many mining planets in front of them were like this.
"How are we going to find those deserters? There's no point in waiting here. "The first time the cactus was the captain, he was a little at a loss for his task, and even his confidence was about to run out.
"Wouldn't it be enough to call a local native? Fool. Jora humiliated the cactus that had always felt good about herself.
"By the way, I can intimidate the local natives into sending us war messages to the deserters, and then I'll kill them." The cactus was satisfied with its decision-making and nodded frequently.
"It's over, it's stupid." Jora shook her head and said, "By the time you finish delivering the battle post, they'll have already run away." ”
"That's right, just let them start the cruisers from the mining planet and escape, and then we'll chase them, so it's a lot easier." The cactus smiled and looked at Jora.
Jora squinted, incredulous that the fool in front of her could come up with such a shrewd idea.