[General Era 101033, Rotiri's Nesti Saidi Civilization Year 3002, early December, autumn. The kingdom of Rotiri is located in a remote desert area far from the capital. Night. 】

Are these radio waves that can be converted into white noise, or are they radio waves containing hidden text communication messages, as before.

"We may need some help. ”

"How long can the local civilization last?"

"Maybe a year, maybe half a year, maybe a few months, maybe ...... I don't know, I'm not very clear personally. However, on another piece of land, the combat strength of some of the people who came to the aid of that civilization is about to be lost in one battle after another, and the native civilization here has only formed a 'fleet' composed of small old-fashioned vehicles not long ago - such a force is simply unable to resist the attack of the other party, and even according to the training degree of the native civilization here, the 'fleet' of their entire country may not even be able to defeat their enemy's reconnaissance fleet! It can be said that for the native civilization here, their situation is very urgent. ”

"Okay...... I understand that we will discuss this proposal as the subject of an emergency meeting and will let you know the results as soon as the meeting is over. ”

"Understood, thank you. ”

"When the time comes, if your proposal passes, we will tell you about the new plan for the future. ”

"Okay, understood, we will definitely cooperate actively!"

"Of course, according to the regulations that were established 30 years ago, we will first conduct a series of rigorous evaluations, and after research and discussion, we will decide on the level of assistance to be provided based on the actual situation. ”

"Okay, anyway, let's ask the "Civilization Threat Risk Assessment Research Center" to study first, after all, the local civilization here is an excellent and brave civilization! Yes, they are an excellent civilization! Thank you!"

"Many rescuers in different regions will give similar statements, but, unfortunately, we can't invest all our emergency research capabilities in a civilization, and similarly, according to the principle of risk control, we can't help a civilization beyond the scope of what is allowed in principle without only conducting a preliminary assessment, after all, you have also studied and know the terrible consequences that technology leaks can bring......"

"But...... It took thousands of years for the indigenous civilization here to be established, and now, if we don't take action, under the aggression of the enemy, the accumulation of thousands of years will eventually be burned. ”

"Indeed, I can understand...... But ......"

"Come on, they're good human beings...... Perhaps, although I know that our civilization, in principle, is not responsible for taking risks without compensation and then going to save a civilization that is about to be destroyed, but ......"

"I can understand that you have been in that area for a long time, and you have indeed developed feelings for the native civilization there, which in principle cannot be used as a substitute for norms...... Regardless, though, I'm personally responsible for liaising with the various rescuers in your area, and I haven't seen this civilization, but ...... From my personal point of view, I can still feel from you that this civilization is indeed a just, brave and kind civilization. Naturally, there is no problem in advancing the research process, and I will work my side. ”

"Okay, sorry for the trouble, thank you so much!

"Okay. ”

......

The entire fleet of the "Steam-Mechanical Power Alliance" has become a pile of wreckage in the vast sea of sand that has been laid away from here under the terrible power of the enemy.

Now, their last remaining large fleet, the "super-large mothership land vehicle" and its escort land ships, are driving in a cloud of sand and dust in the open sand, or "sailing", which may be more appropriate.

The super-large mothership frigate fleet of the "Steam-Mechanical Power Alliance" is naturally not patrolling here now, and likewise, it is not on the way to the planned battlefield - now for the "Steam-Machinery Power Alliance", the main purpose is not to attack, nor to garrison, but to escape, to escape from the invasion of those enemy fleets.

The military personnel of Rotiriñ Sedilli, who were originally learning tactics on this "super-large mothership land vehicle", also returned to various parts of Rotiri's Sedili under the persuasion of the captain not long ago, leading Rotiri's light vehicle "fleet" to train, and assisting in the defense of the Rotiri-Ni Sedili Kingdom itself - here, the Rotiri-Ni Sedili people who came to study not only could not provide any help to the fleet of the "Steam-Mechanical Power Alliance", but also could be in danger at any time.

The entire Steam-Mechanical Power Alliance's fleet of "super-large mothership land vehicles" was in total darkness - no lights were allowed on the deck, or in any open walk-in and windowed cabins.

Naturally, it was pitch black on the bridge of the "super-large mothership land vehicle", and there was silence all around, except for the background noise of the giant steam engine, which was mainly transmitted to the bridge along the ship's structure.

The captain sat quietly, sitting in the armchair of the bridge, in this darkness, looking through the window in front of the bridge, looking at the dark night sky and the shadow of the thin clouds, thinking about something—perhaps, he was thinking about the route of retreat, perhaps, he was thinking about the way this team would fight, or perhaps, he was thinking about the future of the "Steam Machinery Power Alliance", whether there would be a brilliant future, and even, whether there would be a future......

"Oh no! Oh no! Captain! Someone! It's the enemy chasing after him!" the anxious and nervous voice rushed onto the bridge with the hurried footsteps of a crew member, who gasped and looked at the captain in front of him.

The moonlight poured into the bridge through the windows of the bridge, and the cold moonlight shone on the face of the crew member, shining on the panic on his face.

"The ...... begins," the captain said softly, almost expressionless—perhaps he had already considered the various existential threats in detail not long ago, and had already made up his mind to fight a battle with all his might.

"Then ...... next" The crew member was flustered and confused.

"Do you want to ...... Let the fleet continue to march at night, do not turn on the lights, and quietly prepare for battle?" asked one of the generals on the side.

The captain raised his head slightly, looking at the moonlight that shone like a bridge in front of the bridge, soft and slightly cold—perhaps, in the current situation, it was poignant.

"Just turn on the lights. The captain said softly, "The moonlight is shining from in front of us, and it is not difficult for the enemy behind to see the dark shadow in the backlight......

If the opponent is behind you, it is not difficult to see the dark shadow of the "super-large mothership land vehicle", and if the opponent is in front of you, the situation will not be much better - your vehicle will also be illuminated by the moonlight, and at night, it will be more conspicuous.

A battle that is no longer avoidable......