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Chapter 159 The iron-blooded mother planet is mineralized (please subscribe)

"As a young child, I asked my mother, what would I be? Will I be handsome? Will I be brave? Will I be able to stand up to the corporate minions? Will I be great? , a hero who is worshiped by others? My mother smiled and told me, "Become the person you want to be, because this is the meaning of our birth into this world, and it is also our destiny."

"I don't know why I was chosen by the Holy Emperor, but this is fate. It will push us on the established path, even if this path seems bizarre and unreasonable. Before you set foot on it, you don't even dare to fantasize like that. . When I was young and still struggling to survive in the wilderness, I never imagined that one day I would be wearing battle armor and holding a sharp blade, leading an army and a fleet to travel among the stars, promoting the Holy Emperor's grand cause. , burning yourself for the glorious future of mankind."

A large-scale fleet is wandering in the void world of the Regulus Galaxy.

In the private reception room of the Pride of the Empire, designated as the flagship of the Empire's Third Expeditionary Force.

Zhang Han, the leader of the Third Legion, is telling his past to Abdi, the chronicler dispatched by the history department.

The History Department is responsible for collecting history and recording the daily lives of various figures in the Galactic Empire.

It is convenient to provide material for future history books.

Abdi is a historian.

He was assigned to work with the Third Expeditionary Force.

He would be with the Third Expeditionary Force for a long time to come.

Until the historian who succeeded him arrived.

Historians are relatively independent.

They are authorized to record real history.

Good or bad, it will be recorded.

Compared to ordinary people, Abdi is relatively tall.

Perhaps because of his work in historical literature, he is relatively thin.

But his talent is very good.

He is good at making boring things fascinating.

Abdi and Zhang Han sat opposite each other.

The size difference between the two is extremely exaggerated.

Abdi looks like a child.

"What does it feel like to fight for the Holy Emperor?"

While Abdi was recording Zhang Han's conversation, he used a memory pen to write on the data pad in his hand.

The organic crystal core of the memory pen captures Abdi's superficial thoughts.

Able to quickly put his thoughts into writing.

"It's an honor." Zhang Han's tone was full of pride, "I can't fully explain that feeling to you. My body is filled with the blood of the children of the wilderness. The innate qualities of the children of the wilderness are tenacity and tenacity. Of course, we also have bitterness and hatred. In those dark years when the Holy Emperor had not yet swept away the wilderness and unified the world, you cannot imagine what terrible atrocities those who lost morality and order could commit."

"There are many terrible things in the wilderness that can no longer be seen. They were all destroyed by the Holy Emperor or isolated from the reach of ordinary people. At that time, there were mutated insect beasts, twisted mutants, and out-of-control mutants. Hunting robots that slaughtered wantonly in the wilderness. What was even more terrifying was the chaebol companies at that time. They had no humanity and slaughtered the wandering tribes in the wilderness at will for the purpose of testing weapons, as if the people in the wilderness tribe were not human beings, but testing weapons. A guinea pig. My father died because of this, and my mother raised me alone and eventually became ill from overwork."

"Holy Emperor, he took over this mess, and the Galactic Empire was born. At that time, the Galactic Empire only had the dilapidated Liberty City, and a group of refugees that collapsed due to the war. Its name was even ridiculed and ridiculed by its enemies. The Holy Emperor is delusional and laughs at his impracticality.”

"A regime that only owned one city and couldn't even produce its own fighter jets dared to call itself the Galactic Empire. Not only were the enemies, but we also felt that such a name was unrealistic. The Milky Way was too far away for us at that time. Even space is a forbidden place that we cannot enter."

"But the Holy Emperor didn't care about the opinions of any of us, and carried out his plan step by step. He is like a miracle, an omnipotent god. He unified the entire world with the Galactic Empire, and then regained the airport , rebuilt the interstellar shipyard, built the space station, and then prepared the interstellar fleet."

"Then came the first Sith invasion. The Holy Emperor used a trick to deceive the opponent's shield, defeated the Sith expeditionary force, captured their ships, and after obtaining their ships, launched the Galaxy Expedition. Galaxy Expedition. The empire rose from the ruins until it grew to its current size. Compared to the Milky Way, this empire is still insignificant, but everyone is full of confidence. As long as He is here, nothing in this universe can stop us. "

Zhang Han stood up, his face flushed, and he looked very excited.

"One day, mankind will rise again in the Milky Way, and even go to other galaxies. The rise of the Galactic Empire is unstoppable, and the glory of mankind will surely shine on these dark stars again. Being able to dedicate oneself to such a cause, even if one loses one's life. What does it matter? Being able to fight and die for the Holy Emperor is already a great honor for us."

Abdi's thoughts agitated with Zhang Han's words.

The memory pen captures his thoughts.

On the flickering screen, various words quickly appeared.

These words will surely be recorded in history.

When future generations look at these words.

They may have difficulty understanding the emotions these words convey.

I also don’t understand why people in this era are fighting one after another and are not even afraid of death.

Abdi will not condemn them.

Because those descendants only need to know how the ancestors of this era fought hard for mankind and how they died for that pure ideal.

"The Holy Emperor's order has been sent back from the front line of the First Expeditionary Force. The Parliament is currently discussing the expedition of the Third Expeditionary Force. What do you think of this?"

Zhang Han left his seat.

The body covered in ceremonial armor looked unusually tall.

He walked to the observation window of the drawing room.

From here, you can see the densely packed aircraft in the outside world and the giant space stations under construction.

The former son of the wilderness smiled.

"My heart is tormented by waiting, and I just hope that I can go to war as soon as possible. I am willing to die for the Holy Emperor."

The Imperial Council Hall is located in the core area of ​​the metropolitan area.

The huge dome building is quite recognizable even in buildings with different styles.

Guards stood throughout the council chamber.

Eyes alert.

Do not let go of any suspicious people or objects.

The Council Hall is the core of the empire, and there must be no room for error.

Walking along the door, you will see bright and clean corridors full of suspended projections and information windows.

Huge granite sculptures stand on pedestals.

Watching here five meters apart.

They symbolize the heroes of the Empire who sacrificed their lives for the future of humanity.

The sculptures were installed to remind people that the empire's survival was rooted in the sacrifices of its heroes.

The blood of martyrs lit the beacon of human civilization.

Nothing in the Dark Galaxy is innate.

Even survival itself is a victory obtained after brutal fighting.

Another meeting was prepared.

Many high-ranking and low-ranking members were walking through the corridors in an orderly manner towards the parliament hall.

Bi Kena is also one of them.

She is the Supreme Councilor and one of the owners of the Round Table Chair.

Bikona walked through the noisy crowd under the protection of guards.

Some of them are here to observe, and some are low-level officials or envoys from other galaxies.

Nangong Quan followed her closely and told her some recent events.

Using a communicator leaves traces, and a skilled hacker can intercept packets or recover deleted data.

In this era, face-to-face conversations are the safest and safest.

Don’t worry about it being recorded by someone who cares.

They all have anti-eavesdropping equipment on them.

This device has been widely used since the era of the two camps.

Qing Huan used this kind of equipment when he secretly met with Qin Zheng.

The device that Bartmos placed secretly captured only gibberish and the sound of noisy electricity.

This device disrupts sound wave frequencies and creates an anti-eavesdropping barrier.

No matter how advanced the monitoring equipment is, the words they speak will turn into noisy, irrecoverable electric sounds.

The captured images will become garbled.

Very advanced.

"The Jiang family is finished. The Die-Kool Party controlled by Jiang Tian was suspected of participating in cult activities and was caught by the demon hunter Dante. The other party also accused him of subverting the empire. No matter which one it is, the minimum penalty is to mine for a lifetime. , and the whole family digs it together. There is no other way for future generations except to join the Atonement Army."

"I have said, our previous methods cannot be used in today's empire, otherwise big trouble will happen." Bikena shook her head, "This is the end, the Jiang family always feels that the officials of the Galaxy Empire do not understand the law and There are twists and turns in the unspoken rules, and he can use the law and various means to avoid his crimes and turn himself into an innocent lamb."

"But you don't need to understand at all. The power is in their hands. When they come up, they break the game violently. You think it's a chess game!! They just hit you with the chessboard. The Demon Hunting Court handles cases with a presumption of guilt. As long as they are obstructed, they will be punished immediately. They will be considered evil cultists, so let the Jiang family fend for themselves and don’t involve us."

Bi Kena was smiling, but her tone was full of irritation and dissatisfaction.

Her performance fully demonstrated the basic qualities of a politician.

Even if they are about to kill the enemy, they will keep smiling.

Keep others from seeing their true thoughts.

Every politician is a consummate liar.

"Jiang Tian is a complete fool. He sent people to follow Dante, but the other party directly ordered local agencies to take him down. The Die-Kool Party fell apart overnight, and the Jiang family was also accused. A major review was required and it was completely over. However, you had the foresight to let us do the cutting in advance, so it didn’t have a big impact on us.”

"Just sacrifice the Jiang family. They are brainless things. Even if they escape this time, they will cause greater trouble next time. It is better to get them out as soon as possible. Say hello to the families that control the infrastructure companies. , the Imperial Bank is preparing to launch a four trillion large-scale infrastructure plan to help backward planets build airports, space stations, terminal platforms and other infrastructure."

"Such a lot of money!! Isn't it going to be inflation?" Nangong Quan asked worriedly.

"No, the news of the victory of the Second Expeditionary Force has been sent back, and the Sith Empire's capital counterattack has been defeated. If you can eat the entire Sith Empire, a mere four trillion, then it is just trivial. No matter how much it is, Doubling it will only increase market flow. Tell those guys that this is a big cake, and it is also a cake that may kill people. Let them focus on the quality. Even if they make less money, they must ensure the quality, otherwise this cake will choke us to death. of."

"The Sith planet has hundreds of galaxies and a complete industry. If we can really win it, a mere four trillion won't be enough to fill our teeth."

When Nangong Quan heard the news, he was slightly shocked.

The Galactic Empire is too aggressive.

The Sith Empire was stunned to turn the invasion into a battle to defend the capital.

It is estimated that the capital will fall soon.

"It is the victory on the battlefield that allows the Imperial Bank to dare to promote the four trillion infrastructure plan. This plan is dedicated to ensuring that backward galaxies can enter the void as soon as possible and enjoy the benefits brought by interstellar trade. This is a rapid development with the help of the Galactic Empire It’s a good time to expand. Remember that reaping these benefits is not the most important thing. Expanding influence and gaining market is the key. Wealth is just a number, it represents the distribution of resources such as population, minerals, technology, etc.”

Bi Kena nodded and smiled at a passing low-ranking council member while communicating with Nangong Quan.

"I understand." Nangong Quan nodded.

"Go and negotiate this matter with other families. I will help you win those projects, but the quality and quantity of the projects must be maintained. The empire is not easy to fool. If there is a problem, none of us can escape."

"Don't worry, after what happened to the Jiang family, they have become a lot more honest."

"Then you go, I still have to attend the meeting. The Third Expeditionary Force is about to set off, and the Imperial Council will be busy with this matter during this time."

Nangong Quan left Bikena's team.

Walking into the crowd under the protection of several bodyguards.

Bi Kena walked towards the meeting hall.

When she walked in.

The meeting is ready to begin.

What we are discussing today is the allocation of funds and logistical support for the Third Expeditionary Force, and there are several proposals.

The empire is on the right track.

The price is -20% administrative efficiency.

Because everything must go through procedures and be reviewed by relevant departments.

Avoid someone lining their own pockets and screwing up the project.

In the past, all it took was a word from the Holy Emperor and everything in the entire empire had to be compromised for the expedition.

But it's different now.

Expeditions are important.

But it is also an important task to consolidate the areas that have been gained and to release goodwill to those compatriots who have just joined.

There are only so many resources.

More of this item, less of that item.

This is a matter of balance.

A large political system cannot respond quickly.

Debates, disagreements, and coordination between various departments will consume most of the time.

There was a solemn solemnity to the proceedings.

Gaius stood up from his seat to show the others the fruits of this time's hard work.

"The Ministry of Interior has been working hard to provide sufficient resources for the Third Expeditionary Force. The transport fleet is transporting ammunition and equipment to the Pride of the Empire battleships and cruisers, as well as transport battleships. The new batch of expedition personnel has been recruited. The recently joined galaxies have also received a batch of personnel, weapons and ammunition through coordination and negotiation. It is expected that the Third Expeditionary Force can officially set sail in a month. But before that, there is still a small problem,"

"The departure of the Third Expeditionary Force has once again turned our industrial direction to war. Now many factories are producing military supplies, and prices in the field of people's livelihood are showing signs of rising. War is an out-and-out gold-eating beast, and they consume bullets , artillery shells and batteries will not be produced out of thin air. We have to consume resources and time to produce these things. The war needs of the First Expeditionary Force and the Second Expeditionary Force have taken up a lot of our industrial productivity. If the Third Expeditionary Force Investing in expeditions will further squeeze industrial productivity and cause inflation. If it cannot be alleviated and remains in this mode for a long time, it will most likely lead to resentment among the people of the empire and even cause riots."

"Don't worry about this." Bartmos took over Gaius's words, "The Thinker Project has been basically completed. This plan is dedicated to integrating humans and the computing power matrix, so that humans can obtain the super power of artificial intelligence. As long as computing power and multi-thread processing capabilities are promoted, they can greatly improve the current industrial production efficiency. The biggest problem that troubles us is not the efficiency of industrial production, but the efficiency of resource acquisition."

While Gaius sat down, Butmosus stood up and made his own suggestions to the several councilors present.

“As the galactic expedition deepens, the demand for resources will further increase. Today, we can still meet the needs of the war by extracting resources from planets and meteorite belts, but as time goes by, the war gradually spreads to the entire galaxy. , the demand for resources will also increase. The battleships currently used by the expeditionary force are mainly battleships, supplemented by cruisers and frigates, but these are only temporary. Colossus-class and Celestial-class battleships will be the mainstream of future wars."

"These giant warships are expensive to build, and the resources they need to consume can be said to be astronomical. By then, even if the entire planet is drained, it will be difficult to meet such demand. To ensure war and maintain stability in the field of people's livelihood, the acquisition of resources is critical. It is essential, and only sufficient resources can suppress rising prices.”

"In order to ensure that the Galactic Empire does not fall into the dilemma of lack of resources, I hereby propose a star mining plan. As we all know, stars are the most massive existences in a galaxy, usually accounting for more than 95% of the mass of the entire galaxy. All planets plus The mass will not exceed 5%. Stars are the most valuable assets of a galaxy. My suggestion is to allocate resources and provide policy support in the next five to ten years to start building stellar particle mining platforms and energy sources. The transformation pipeline refines the elements of the star and transforms the energy of the star through fusion, injecting new blood into the empire's industry."

"If this plan can be successfully promoted, the Galactic Empire can easily support the galactic expedition and control prices without worrying about resource issues."

Li Si's mouth opened wide and could not be closed for a long time.

Gaius, Xuanyuan Wei, and even Bikona's eyes widened.

Buttermoss was getting more and more crazy.

The minerals on the ground could no longer satisfy him.

He doesn't miss even the stars in the sky.

It wasn't until Juba coughed twice that everyone came back to their senses.

Look to Bartmos to see the projection on the round table.

The huge particle mining machine is like a huge gluttonous beast, sucking the flames and materials of the star into its mouth.

The huge suction force caused an astonishing fire tornado to appear on the surface of the star.

Most of the elements in stars are hydrogen and helium.

After absorbing it, it is fused to form other heavy elements. In this process, the energy generated by fusion can also be collected.

It can be said that it accomplishes multiple things with one stone.

"Is this realistic?"

Juba also felt a little like he was in a dream.

Bartmos's introduction and projection display gave him the illusion of a dream.

Mine stars! !

Could the world get any crazier?

The will of the Holy Emperor is no longer satisfied with the living world.

Even those shining stars must be collected.

"During the Human Alliance, the application and development of stars has become very popular. In a galaxy that joined the Galactic Empire, a Dyson sphere built by the Human Alliance was discovered, and an unfinished man-made megastructure was also discovered. After inspection and By comparison, it can be determined that that is the stellar particle mining platform. The Galactic Empire has absorbed the knowledge of the Human Alliance and has sufficient technical reserves. This prototype will also save us a lot of detours."

"As long as we can improve the remaining parts, we can restart this stellar particle mining platform. This is a great technology destined to benefit mankind. As long as we can master the star mining technology skillfully, the Galactic Empire will never be a source of resources again." We are distressed by the shortage and can easily support the galactic expedition."

"Imagine what a brilliant future it is. With the resources obtained from mining stars, the galactic expedition is just the beginning. The flame flag of the empire can be planted in any corner of the universe. Humanity will obtain every world that shines among the stars. The Holy Emperor will become the only supreme will of this universe, and even the legendary gods will have to lower their heads and tremble for the will of mankind."

When Bartmos said the last part, his voice unconsciously rose and his tone became excited.

This made several people at the parliamentary round table feel excited.

"Vote, gentlemen of the Congress." Seamus Therrien, the clerk presiding over the meeting, stood up and said, "The star mining plan proposed by Mr. Bartmos, the representative spokesman of the Ministry of Scientific Research, must get more than half of the votes at the meeting. If Most people support it, and we will discuss it further. If not, then prepare the next topic. You all swore in the name of the Holy Emperor that every decision will only be considered in the overall interests of mankind. Your choice It is extremely important, related to hundreds of millions of creatures and the future of mankind."

"The Thinker Project has been a complete success. Our efficiency has been greatly improved. With the popularity of Thinkers, the efficiency will be further improved. As a scholar, I will only use rigorous data analysis and construction of the future of mankind to build stars." Particle mining platforms will certainly cause temporary financial difficulties, but the future is unlimited."

Buttermoss said his last words and sat down.

The members of the Imperial Council looked at each other and then began to vote.

one by one.

The indicator lights also turned green one after another.

Passed unanimously.

No one can equivocate on this issue.

If you have the technology and a prototype machine, you only need to invest a little more to start mining stars, and you will make a steady profit.

"This project will definitely make everyone present go down in history. This is a wise decision." Bartmos smiled. "The glory of mankind will shine among the stars."

Mspel galaxy.

A standard single-star galaxy.

This is the home planet of the Iron-Blooded Clan.

Once reduced to a human colony, after the Evernight Crisis, the Iron-Blooded Clan retook it.

Kill all the humans on the planet.

Use blood to wash away the humiliation and hatred of being driven out of your homeland in the past.

The universe is not a novel that ends with a happy ending.

Time is still moving forward.

Human civilization, once destroyed by the Evernight Crisis, has returned.

They came back with hatred and killing.

When the images reached Mspell, it caused great panic.

Human beings are more cruel than recorded in history.

The human legions that covered the sky used powerful and barbaric technological power to smash the defenses along the way.

Only a series of planets burned to ashes and glass balls were left.

<divclass="contentadv">This is an unspeakable crime of genocide.

We can imagine what kind of turmoil such behavior will bring about someday in the future.

Countless creatures died tragically because of Qin Zheng's will.

The subspace has set off a terrifying storm because of the despair and pain of countless souls.

The First Expeditionary Force embarked on a terrifying path of destruction that even warp demons feared.

This army is like a killing weapon without emotion.

Wherever the flaming flag goes, there is only destruction and killing.

The Burning Legion can only leave ashes and ruins to the stars.

Even cruel demons tremble when they talk about the creature shrouded in flames.

They destroy the world at least for food.

To get soul and flesh and blood.

To see those creatures struggling in despair.

To play with the pain of those creatures.

They have a purpose.

How could some of their lives survive their destruction?

But human beings are different. They just want to destroy and massacre.

Use cruel technological power to coldly destroy those lives.

They will not listen to pleas.

Nor does it play with pain.

They come, then destroy the world, kill all living things, and then go to the next world to repeat the process again.

It's like an industrial product on an assembly line.

It's so simple and pure.

Countless iron-blooded civilians fled into Mspel, and some fled to other star systems.

Humans only opened the way to Mspel, but did not completely destroy the Iron-blooded colony.

But once the mother planet falls, all the remaining colonies will become lambs to be slaughtered.

Some iron-blooded people saw clearly the inevitable outcome of failure and chose to leave.

Escape from this star field in order to save the seeds.

They will flee to the distant deep space like their ancestors in the past, where they will wait for the decline of mankind again.

And some iron-blooded ones stayed.

Fight until the end for your homeland.

In the outer star field of the Mspel galaxy.

Magnificent space fortresses stand here.

In order to resist the human invasion, all galaxies provided support to Mspel.

The entire galaxy was built into an iron wall.

The asteroid was hollowed out and filled with artillery and missiles.

The planet has dug tunnels hundreds of meters or even thousands of meters deep to prevent human beings from destroying the planet.

On the platform of a space fortress on the outskirts of the galaxy.

"This is our home planet, our home."

The iron-blooded elder, Black Blood, whose energy and blood were declining and his body was withered, said this to the group of recruits who had just completed their training.

Three of his fangs have fallen out, leaving only the last one.

But he was still strong enough to hold a weapon.

Black Blood has lived for a long time, and his memory has become somewhat disordered for so long.

He fell asleep for a long time on the way.

He grew up in the endless depths of space.

The environment there is harsh and resources are scarce.

There are no star systems, just some dark planets wandering in the endless void.

There are terrible things hidden on those dark planets.

But in order to survive, the Iron-Blooded clan would rather face the monsters in the dark than provoke humans.

Human beings are more evil than evil gods and beasts.

Until the gods could no longer look down upon the atrocities committed by humans, and set off an unprecedented subspace storm, destroying the terrible tyranny of humans.

Only many alien races can return from deep space and re-establish their own civilization.

And now, humanity is rising again.

What a terrible disaster that would be.

Black blood will not escape.

He was to stay in Mspel and fight to the end for his race.

Humans can destroy his body, but they can never destroy the will of a rebel.

The tenacious iron-blooded clan will surely win this struggle.

Black Blood looked at the vast void with firm eyes.

At this time, the alarm sounded, echoing inside the huge space station.

Countless soldiers put on armor, picked up weapons, and ran to their posts.

Black Blood saw a flash of light in the vast void.

The huge human fleet ripped open the rift in the subspace and poured into the real world.

The giant ship at the head was extremely huge.

The huge cannon that was beyond imagination and had destroyed countless ships and colonies was accumulating energy.

It was as if a newborn star was trapped within the barrel of a cannon.

It emits a dazzling light.

Black Blood had seen this giant cannon on the images and videos sent back from the front line.

A single shot can destroy a planet's defenses, burn the entire planet to glass, or simply disintegrate it.

Black Blood roared.

Then he saw the beam emitted by the giant cannon quickly approaching the space fortress where he was.

In the face of the absolute power of technology.

The iron-blooded will to fight is meaningless.

The bright beam of light streaked through the dark void and instantly hit the protective shield of the space fortress.

The terrifying power caused the shield to ripple.

Urgent sirens sounded in the space station.

The protective shield changed from pale white to orange.

Eventually it becomes as red as blood.

The huge shield projection device let out a desperate wail.

Black Blood watched as the shield protecting the entire space fortress shattered in front of him.

The beam penetrated directly through the space fortress, causing it to disintegrate and trigger a series of explosions.

The last thing Black Blood could see was endless light, and then darkness.

His flesh and blood were instantly vaporized by the terrifyingly hot beam, turning into ashes and floating in the void.

The first fortress was destroyed and disintegrated in the void.

But the beam didn't stop, it continued all the way.

Destroy all the space stations and battleships along the way.

Until it was blocked by the shield of a giant space station and consumed all its energy.

A gap was opened in the tight defense line.

"In the name of the Holy Emperor, bring destruction to the enemy."

Wang Ben’s voice resounded through the void through the audio channel,

The fleets of the Galactic Empire swarmed up like a pack of wolves.

Yakos watched the battleships fight, and watched as the ships were destroyed and turned into burning wreckage among the stars.

The battleship continued to fire.

Light spears, missiles, torpedoes, and artillery shells were constantly fired at the enemy.

The void fighter formation took off from the deck, rushed into the void, and danced in the battlefield full of murderous intent.

A massive mothership and its escort ships struggled to survive in the rubble.

A terrible hole was torn open in the huge bow.

But it's still trying to escape.

But bombers got into it, flew in through the rupture, and dropped bombs on the core area.

Melta bombs destroyed the reactor's shields.

The scorching plasma stream spurted out, and the raging atomic flames swallowed up those iron bloods that failed to escape.

Several Imperial fighter planes were hit, and the pilots only had time to let out a scream, but there was no response.

Killing and being killed are both happening on the battlefield at the same time.

Yakos's gaze showed no mercy.

Killing an enemy is as honorable as meeting death.

If sacrifice can bring a better future, they will have no regrets.

For the great cause of the Holy Emperor and for the eternal future of mankind.

All costs are affordable.

"Let your enemies burn among the stars, let them stain the stars with their blood."

Yakos looked out the window and muttered to himself.

He turned on the communicator.

His eyes showed cruelty and a desire to kill.

"The first company, the third company, the sixth company, and the seventh company are ready for the assault. Our goal is to destroy the space fortress of the iron-blooded aliens."

"For the Holy Emperor."

"For my emperor."

"I'm horny as hell, let's get started."

The captains of each company replied to Yakos one by one.

The First Corps is always ready.

[The concentrated fire strike will start in one minute. The target fortress has been locked. Please go to the teleportation deck in time]

[The concentrated fire strike will start in one minute. The target fortress has been locked. Please go to the teleportation deck in time]

Continuous announcements sounded.

Yakos put on his helmet.

There was a clicking sound at the connection between the neck and the helmet.

The helmet's eyepiece device was activated, and a red light appeared.

Yakos clutched his weapon tightly and turned towards the teleportation deck.

The shield of a space fortress flickered several times, and a gap appeared in the continuous bombardment.

Immediately afterwards, the teleportation flash lit up inside the iron-blooded clan's fortress.

The roar of the legionnaires came out through the speakers, deafening.

The killing begins.

Yakos has long been familiar with the strange feeling of teleportation to the point of immunity.

Before the flash of light from the teleportation dissipated, he had killed the first enemy.

That ugly and weird face was full of horror and disbelief.

Obviously, they didn't expect humans to suddenly appear here.

The armed drone that had already been charged up instantly erupted into a dense blaster beam.

Kill all the iron-blooded ones who have no time to react.

These iron-blooded people include soldiers and civilians.

But to the legionnaires, this makes no difference.

They are all enemies, and enemies deserve to die.

That's it.

They ran through the fortress.

Plant anti-matter bombs.

We are also looking for energy reactors.

All bombs have been timed.

Once detonated, it is enough to destroy the entire fortress.

The powerful Iron-Blooded Elite and Super Iron-Blooded try to stop them.

When Yakos ran, he slashed at him with his sword.

The long sword covered with energy arc cut off the opponent's weapon and pierced the opponent's chest.

Before the other party could react, he tore his body apart.

A super-predator stabbed Yakos with the knife in his hand.

The attached energy field blade easily shattered his armor.

But he was faster, hitting the opponent on the head with an elbow, making the opponent retreat, and then drew his sword and slashed from below.

The super iron blood was broken from between the legs to the stomach.

The blood flowed out together with the organs in the body, splashed on the deck, and mixed with the alien smell in the air.

The super iron-blooded one fell down.

Before dying, a desperate eye was revealed under the broken helmet.

Even if they are not of the same race, Yakos can understand what that eye wants to express.

His eyes were full of pain, anger and unwillingness.

Humans invaded his homeland and massacred his people.

He himself died at the hands of humans.

In this dark universe, even the gods have closed their eyes and allowed these terrible demons to wreak havoc among the stars.

Yakos smiled.

The despair of the alien creatures before their death made him feel a little happy.

That's it.

Stay desperate.

The rise of mankind is destined to be forged by the bones of countless alien races.

Yakos crushed the super-iron-blooded head with his foot and rushed to the next victim.

When they evacuated at the scheduled time, the fort was littered with corpses.

The energy pile was detonated, and the raging flames eventually engulfed the dead.

Every part of the fortress was blasted by anti-matter bombs, completely paralyzed and disintegrated.

Not just one space fortress, but every one.

The Iron-Blooded clan watched in despair as the fortresses burned out one after another.

The soldiers in charge of the garrison gave out desperate cries but received no response.

A commander of the Iron Blood Fleet listened to the call on the communicator and watched the indicator symbols on the screen go out one after another.

Showing an expression of pain and despair.

Not just him, but all the iron bloods who could see the whole picture of this war had the same expression and look.

They witnessed humans chipping away at the defenses of their home planet bit by bit, but they were unable to do anything.

The only thing that can be done is to wait for the final destruction to come.

It's finally a little earlier.

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