In the vast expanse of space, a vast pale orange cluster of galaxies hangs upside down between the Milky Way.

Around the orange-red sun, which has a diameter of 2.7 million kilometers, 20 or 30 planets of different sizes and colors orbit in elliptical orbits.

Between the planets, the light of meteors alternately scattered, which were countless spaceships and star trains soaring between the stars, shuttling and wandering among countless interstellar aircraft carriers and space stations, adding a touch of hustle and bustle to the otherwise lonely space.

This is the Sky Sea Galaxy zero point seven light years away, the base camp of the Celestial and Human Civilization, the Dragon Earth Galaxy.

In the orbit of the fourth planet around the sun, a blue planet stands out.

On either side of it, two silver-white straight pipes protruded far outward, and at the end of the space elevators were space stations stacked with ring capsules, the volume of which was almost comparable to a small continent on the surface of a planet.

From one point of view, it looks like a little girl with two silver braids.

It used to be called Yuze, but now it is called Celestial, and the headquarters of the Celestial Alliance is located here.

In the center of Celestial's largest laterite continent, the grand House of Parliament is entrenched among the bustling cities.

The huge house, which can accommodate 10,000 people, is full of people. Countless figures walked through the dense seats, each in a hurry, anxious in and out.

Above them, dozens or hundreds of small robots flew through the air, looking like big birds with computer faces. Many of the big birds have red lights flashing on their heads, and various sirens are sounding over the loudspeakers.

Both pedestrians and machines have a common goal: a rostrum in the center of the House and under a high wall.

On the wall several meters high, the winged statues of celestial figures are particularly eye-catching under the illumination of spotlights;

Directly below the celestial symbol, more than a dozen politicians in formal clothes sit behind the semi-arc rostrum, and the translucent holographic projection screens above the precision machinery around them continue to emerge, these large and small square screens are stacked together, and more than a dozen people sitting on the rostrum seem to be in the blue pillar of light.

Every time the blue screen appears, it is accompanied by a frightening message prompt:

"Huanyu Company has issued an alarm, and there is insect turmoil in its two stars, Zhuyue and Xuanyin, and the Huanyu authorities have issued a red alert for first-level natural disasters, requesting the alliance forces to intervene in reinforcements!"

"The Thousand Islands City in the waveless sea area has fallen! The Allied 7th and 10th Mech Squadrons have gone for reinforcements! ”

"Bug waves have broken out in many places in Gombe Star! The whole star has entered a state of special alert, and the local highest authority has applied to the Grand House for approval of the mobile support of the nearby Steel Dome fleet! ”

"Air-sea intersystem communication is connected! Planets that can now confirm the outbreak of the insect tide: Clark, Wandering, and Iron Curtain under the Air and Sea Business Alliance; Yali Company's Lingyuan Star and Spirit Tomb Star; Lu Yexing, a subsidiary of NORD Company......"

Similar sirens rang incessantly, mingling with the incessant ringing of telephones and machine alerts in the hall, bringing chaos in the House to its core.

"Steel Dome Applies for Antimatter Destroyer ......"

"What did you say?!" In the center of the rostrum, a bald man who was busy stared at the messenger in front of him with wide eyes.

"Uh, Steel Dome ......" the messenger repeated to the balding man while holding a portable holographic computer.

"No! What are those crazy people at Steel Dome kidding, what are they doing with human lives? ”

The bald man shouted angrily, and then cast his gaze on the screens in front of him. Behind him, a burly old man patted him on the shoulder with a wry smile, turned his head and turned to the young man in charge of communications:

"The goal?"

"The goal is...... One of the unnamed mining stars under the umbrella of the Steel Dome is located in the String System. ”

The old man smiled, told the young man to step back, and sat down beside the balding man.

"What are you doing with such grumpy? At the very least, the people from the Steel Dome let us know. ”

"The whole house is just you, an old ghost who has taken a back seat, and you can still say a few cool words." The bald man replied without raising his head: "Can't you see how urgent the situation is now?" If you have time to chat with me, why don't you go to the front line of Thousand Islands City and command the mecha troops? How to say that you are also their old leader. ”

The old man shook his head: "I don't have that power anymore. It's better to say ......"

He was only halfway through his sentence when a red screen suddenly appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

In the continuous blue screen, this bright red was so dazzling, the noisy council hall instantly fell silent, and everyone's eyes converged here, and only five words were written on it:

"Gombe Star is missing."

The cold chime echoed in everyone's ears along with the words.

"Lost, link?"

The bald man's voice trembled, "Where's the nearby Steel Dome Fleet!" Haven't they already been given permission to help? ”

"They...... One step late. The young man in charge of liaison just now weakly responded, "The upper echelons of the Steel Dome Company issued an ultimatum to the Alliance."

He read the text on the screen in front of him with some disbelief: "Our company has lost confidence in the alliance's support ability, and will take compulsory measures to face the insect crisis on its planet, and as for the problems that may arise during the crisis, all responsibilities will be borne by our company......"

"Good one to bear on yourself!" The bald man laughed angrily, "Is the Steel Dome Company going to betray the alliance!" ”

The young man didn't dare to speak up, but the old man just now was the first to speak: "They are like this. ”

However, Steel Dome's "notification letter" is only the beginning of this chaos.

After the news of Gombe's disappearance came, more red windows kept popping up, almost every one of which brought unfortunate news.

The number of people in the council hall has doubled, and the councillors are discussing proposals not even as fast as the alarm is coming.

Even at such a critical juncture, fierce quarrels broke out among these lawmakers, and every rescue bill was questioned from various angles, and unification was almost impossible to achieve.

Some people are anxious, while others are indifferent, just because the planet where his family business is located is not a big deal. One company representative refused to support on the grounds that he could not afford the huge cost of fuel.

The bald man's eyes were bloodshot, and he slumped into the chair behind him, the blinding red that almost crushed him.

These alien insects...... When did these scarce interstellar remnants lurk on these planets?

With such a huge number of alien insects, how long have they been lurking? Hundreds of years? Thousands of years? For so long, why hasn't anyone found out?

Since the birth of the Celestial and Human civilizations, they have developed smoothly for more than two thousand years.

For more than 2,000 years, they have colonized planets, pioneered galaxies, expeditioned to the sea of stars, and roamed the sky in spaceships built with advanced technology, and have long regarded themselves as the masters of this universe.

They think highly of themselves and have their eyes empty, and they have already set their sights on the end of the universe.

But when I looked back, I found that my fleet couldn't even beat a bunch of bugs.

Separate companies, cumbersome armament regimes, sluggish inter-system communications, and distracted parliamentarians......

A variety of complex causes are intertwined to create this desperate mess.

"It's time...... Let it go. Your Excellency Prime Minister. The old man patted the bald man's shoulder again, "You and I have long expected such a catastrophe in the alliance, haven't we?" It's just this insect plague...... Moved it forward a bit. ”

The old man's face gradually lost his smile, and his eyes were dark.

The balding prime minister glanced at him and propped his body up from the chair with both hands.

The red light was still flickering, and the eyes of everyone present were focused on him.

Someone also stood up, shouting something as if to oppose the motion he was about to propose.

But he couldn't hear anymore, or rather, he ignored these people.

Everyone in the room looked at his reddened eyes, his eyes filled with pain and helplessness, and a trace of imperceptible compassion.

"Ladies and gentlemen." The Prime Minister spoke in a trembling voice, "The Allied fleet is limited, and we are no longer able to provide assistance to all planets. It's time to make a decision. ”

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