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Jupiter, one of the planets in the solar system, is countless times larger than its little brother, the Earth.
Surrounding the periphery of Jupiter is a dense ring of meteorites, numbering in the thousands, forming a beautiful scenery.
Wang Junjie opened his eyes. After two days and two nights of adjusting his breath, his energy had returned to its peak. Looking at the light spots getting closer and closer in the vast universe, the expected outpost fleet of the Morning Star Empire finally arrived.
Haagen-Dazs could no longer sit still. He held his chair and stood on the command seat, looking at the blue planet from a distance. It was definitely an administrative planet, with water and air. His achievements were unstoppable.
Just a few hours ago, he received commendation information from the Imperial Command and the Northern Military Region. The Empire was ecstatic about the news that the administrative star was discovered outside the fourth cantilever. Discovering the administrative star in this remote but resource-rich area is not only a fertile territory, but also a great contribution to the expansion of territory.
The periphery of the fourth cantilever has not been considered the territory of the Morning Star Empire, but from the fact that the outpost fleet can only patrol once every three hundred years, we can know that the Morning Star Empire has little control over this area. In the era of the big universe, military communications took three days to reach, which meant that there was no way to effectively control them.
However, once you have the administrative star, it will be completely different. With the support of the administrative star, you can find a jumping point near it. From then on, the fourth cantilever will become the solid territory of the empire like the northern star field.
"Reporting to the commander, our fleet is expected to arrive at the planet Vandello in half an hour." The radar officer reported excitedly that the planet Vandello is the earth, named by the fleet commander on the way here.
Haagen-Dazs held the chair with his hand and said sonorously: "Inform the whole army, the Imperial Army has issued a commendation order, and all officers and soldiers have been promoted to the first level. They will be rewarded separately when they return to the empire."
"Yes!" the communications officer replied excitedly. In the peaceful Northern Military Region, it is not easy to get a first-level promotion. Of course, this is only for ordinary officers and soldiers. Sons of powerful military commanders from famous families like Haagen-Dazs are another matter.
"House, has the pirate rebellion been suppressed?" When he was about to reach his final destination and reap the rich fruits, Haagen-Dazs calmed down and turned to ask his trusted adjutant.
In fact, the so-called pirate rebellion is just a means for Haagen-Dazs to eliminate hidden dangers. How can those pirates who have surrendered and have no weapons rebel under the gunpoint of the Marines?
"It's been suppressed, and all the corpses have been sent to the incinerator." The adjutant understood his officer's thoughts. In fact, finding any reason to execute the pirates was also the unanimous idea of ????the entire fleet's officers and soldiers. Coming to a new colony, who is willing to stay and guard the pirates? Besides, pirates are dangerous after all. The strategic location of Vandelloe Planet is extremely important. The less people know about it, the more safety it will have.
Not to mention the hundreds of pirates who surrendered, the tens of thousands of officers and soldiers of the outpost fleet will definitely be monitored after returning to prevent the strategically important planet information from being obtained by the enemies of the empire. It will take at least a hundred years before the officers and soldiers of this fleet can regain their freedom, but no one will care about this. They have endless wealth for the rest of their lives and can live a good life anywhere. It's only a hundred years, what does it mean to the tens of thousands of years of the Morning Star Emperor's life?
"Very good, the fleet slowed down and approached the planet Vandello at cruising speed." Haagen-Dazs looked at the earth from a distance and suddenly said in surprise: "Strange, how can that planet have such a big satellite? It's incredible!"
He could already see the moon, a satellite one-third the diameter of Earth.
"The conditions of this asteroid are really unique. The satellite can be directly transformed into an intermediate fortress, which saves a lot of trouble." The radar officer said jokingly. What he said was not unreasonable. There is an existing satellite. This saves the Morningstar Empire from the trouble of dragging a satellite of similar size from elsewhere for modification. Moreover, dragging a satellite from elsewhere will also affect the gravity inside the star accordingly, which may affect the geological structure and cause A certain amount of trouble.
"Yes, it's really a" Haagen-Dazs said with emotion. Just halfway through his words, the radar officer's face suddenly changed drastically: "Sir, there is a life on the waterway about 5,000 kilometers ahead of us. A sign, God! It seems to be warning us, asking us to stop!"
Wang Junjie sat cross-legged on the meteorite, quietly watching the interstellar fleet getting closer and closer.
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? away from the Star Fleet.From a large fleet perspective, it is like a destroyer next to an aircraft carrier. But he was also shocked. When the small spots of light in his eyes approached, they all had a figure like a giant Mac.
Three of them are four to five kilometers long, like a sealed rectangular iron box, with dense lights shining through the iron box. In addition to the three large warships, there are also seven smaller warships. The concept of small is also a relative term. No matter how small they are, they are still one kilometer long
There are a total of ten interstellar warships that can travel far. The task Wang Junjie gave himself is very simple, that is, to keep the lives in one of the warships as prisoners, and to destroy all the people in the remaining warships!
There is never any mercy in the war between races. If you don't kill him, he will kill you. You must know that the Morning Star Empire's discovery of the earth can only have one result, and that is occupation and domination. There is absolutely no second option.
The eight major races who were defeated and fled to the earth have no idea of ????coexisting peacefully with humans, let alone the regular army of the Morning Star Empire, which is completely different from the eight major races?
The vast fleet gradually slowed down, but Wang Junjie began to move from stillness. There is no air in the universe, but there are also countless rays, electrons and other things that can be used that are invisible to the naked eye. A tiny body flew towards the fleet, dragging out a long tail across the sky.
Haagen-Dazs's face suddenly turned pale. There was only one person in his sight, and he was not wearing any armor or small ships, which meant that this person's cultivation level had reached at least level nine. Only after cultivating to level nine can you fly in the universe with just your body.
A ninth-level expert!
Haagen-Dazs ordered loudly: "Disperse the fleet! Charge the main guns! Release the flying armor, be sure to entangle him and not let him get close!"
The huge steel fleet has fierce firepower, but it is only a vulnerable opponent to the ninth-level experts. These are two completely different things. The steel battleships sailing in the galaxy are too large. Once a ninth-level practitioner approaches or rushes into the battleship group, the battle will basically be unnecessary. Without the advantage of firepower, a level nine expert could knock down battleships one by one with their fists. Even if warships have firepower advantage, it is actually of little use, because it is impossible for them to hit the target. Is it possible to hit the mosquitoes that are constantly flying with artillery shells from a distance of one kilometer?
Whether you can win or not has nothing to do with your size, what¡¯s more important is your advantage.
Countless noisy sounds rang out among all the warships, and the flying armor pilots of each warship rushed towards their own mecha cabins. Haagen-Dazs's response strategy was very correct, but unfortunately it was useless no matter how correct it was, because Wang Junjie's speed was far faster than the speed of the soldiers running inside the ship.
For a normal human being to run a distance of several thousand kilometers without rest, it would take nearly a hundred days; for a fourth-level cultivator to complete it, it would probably take a little more than a day; if this cultivator's If the level becomes level nine, then this time will be shortened to no more than two minutes.
"However, this runner was replaced by Wang Junjie, and the time he spent was thirty seconds, which was a quarter of that of a normal ninth-level practitioner.
What can be done in thirty seconds? Haagen-Dazs can issue orders, and well-trained officers and soldiers can respond immediately when receiving orders. They get up and rush out of the hatch, but they can no longer rush into the aircraft carrying the flying armor. Inside the cabin.
"Boom!" The fire suddenly burst out. This was Wang Junjie's first blow. When he rushed past the leading battleship, he hit the battleship sideways, slowed down slightly, and rushed straight from the bow to the stern, penetrating through the front and rear. A huge deep hole.
The air in the battleship swept outwards rapidly, and the solid ship made of super alloy steel opened a gap that would not be repaired for a while. For the warship itself, this hole is not fatal. At most, it will temporarily lose power. However, for the officers and soldiers on both sides of the passage, this kind of damage is fatal, because they have no way to survive in cosmic conditions.
The figure could no longer be seen clearly. Haagen-Dazs clenched his fists tightly, and his knuckles became extremely pale from exerting too much force.
Groups of fire burst out one after another, almost at the same time.
A ninth-level cultivator, how could there be such a powerful cultivator on this small planet. Haagen-Dazs really couldn't figure out how such a small administrative star could give birth to a ninth-level powerhouse? You must know that every ninth-level powerhouse can only be accumulated by relying on countless resources and wealth. The huge Morning Star Empire, which has an administrative star calculated in thousands, currently only has five ninth-level powerhouses!
In wars between empires, strong men who have reached level nine usually no longer go to the battlefield. Their role is more important as a deterrent weapon. No one can stop the ninth level cultivatorRefiners, they can rely on their magical speed and powerful combat power to rush into the defensive circle from anywhere and attack and kill everyone they think should be eliminated.
The only people who can deal with level nine experts are people similar to them. It's not that there are no weapons that can kill these strong men. The key problem is that weapons that are too powerful are impossible to capture ninth-level practitioners, while flexible weapons are too powerful to kill those who stand at the pinnacle of life. create a threat.
Haagen-Dazs gave up. Ever since he discovered that the ninth-level life form appeared in front of him, he knew that he seemed to have entered a road of no return. No wonder no one has been able to discover that administrative star. It turns out to be because it has the protection of the most powerful person in the universe.
"Dong, dong, dong!" The outer wall of the battleship was knocked at a constant speed.
The communications officer turned around in panic, and the mental power conversion device in front of her displayed a line of large characters: "Open the door, or I will open it myself!"
"Sir" There was chaos in the command cabin, which had no clue. The communications officer asked hesitantly. She didn't need to be too straightforward. Haagen-Dazs could see the big characters on the mental power conversion device.
"Open the cabin door, please that senior come in and have a rest." Haagen-Dazs said with a smile on his face. He could come in even if he didn't invite him, so why risk his own life? The surrounding universe is already filled with dense corpses. The battleship is swept by the vacuum. All people and objects in the room that have not closed the hatch will be pushed out by the air pressure.
The outpost fleet of the Frontier Command of the Northern Military Region of the Morning Star Empire was destroyed. It was completely destroyed. There was no suspense and no preparation.
Haagen-Dazs sat down like a puppet. Currently, he is the only warship with the ability to move, but no one dares to make the choice to move. As long as there is any abnormality in this battleship, it may be a fatal blow.
This is the power of the top powerhouse in the universe, especially when this powerhouse has no scruples.
The cabin door opened silently, and Wang Junjie walked slowly in, as if he had entered a science fiction world. Facing the passage is a passage with green light up, down, left and right, like a road leading to the Crystal Palace.
The hatch behind him closed, and a new hatch appeared in front of him. As soon as it was closed and opened, Wang Junjie's eyes suddenly opened up. A huge cabin appeared in his eyes, with a height of hundreds of meters and a vast space of no less than a thousand meters in length and width. In this space, devices somewhat similar to Earth fighter jets were neatly arranged. Hundreds of soldiers looked up at him who had just walked out of the hatch.
Surrounding this space are corridors with up to five floors. The corridor where Wang Junjie is standing is the top floor.
"Hello, Your Excellency!" There were already two officers, a man and a woman, waiting outside. When they saw him stepping out of the cabin door, they quickly saluted.
"Yeah." Wang Junjie nodded and looked at the officers.
"Your Excellency, please follow me." The officers turned around and led the way in unison. Wang Junjie followed behind, looking sideways at the thousands of pairs of fearful eyes below, his mood calm.
Walking along the corridor for more than a hundred meters to the end, you enter a deep passage and go straight and then turn right. Along the way, there are soldiers in military uniforms standing on both sides of the passage from time to time, paying attention to the pedestrians.
To Wang Junjie¡¯s expectation, no one acted provocatively against him along the way, not even a trace of anger. The dull footsteps kept ringing in the passage, and finally stopped in front of a huge hatch.
The hatch slowly slid open to both sides. Wang Junjie stood with his hands behind his back and looked inside indifferently. As the hatch opened, a row of officers and soldiers were revealed, led by an officer holding a small scepter in his hand.
Jupiter is very far away from the earth, but it is within the solar system after all. This huge fleet that appears next to Jupiter cannot escape the eyes of astronomers who monitor space day and night.
A fleet from the universe, a real battleship sailing in space, aliens are coming, on the day of the end of the world as the Mayans said!
If this news is spread to the outside world, I am afraid that the world will immediately fall into panic. This news is destined to be impossible to pass on. Starting three days ago, all observatories in the world, whether they belong to the government or private individuals, have been taken over by the armed military.
Astronomers can look and take pictures of whatever they want, but the only thing they can't do is spread the news. They were forcibly placed under house arrest at their workplaces, and no time limit has been given for their departure. Perhaps this time period will be as long as two years, or even longer.
¡°In a sense, astronomers and their relatives around the world will temporarily disappear from this world. Without them, the world would run the same, the earth would rotate, and people wouldLive like this.
Except for a very small number of astronomers, humans on the earth do not know what happened in the solar system, the galaxy that gave birth to their lives, not far from the earth. They do not know that they were once far away from being raced by aliens. Slavery is only one step away.
Sometimes ignorance is the greatest happiness. At least when danger comes, the ignorant will be fearless and do not need to worry about the upcoming crisis.
"Compared with the singing and dancing of mankind, the people of the four major races are extremely anxious. They are willing to believe that the noble Lord Alma can handle everything, but they are subconsciously worried about the arrival of the Morning Star Empire fleet. After all, they are all survivors who fled to the earth during the war. Although five thousand years have passed, every tribesman still has the deepest fear in their heart.
Even if more than half of the people of the four major races are new people born on the earth and have not had the bloody and terrifying experience in the past, they can still understand from the stories of their elders what the arrival of the Morning Star Empire fleet means. What are you wearing?
"Hundreds of lingering lives are as insignificant as dust in the face of a fleet that can easily destroy the earth.
The difference between level eight and level nine is here. The cultivators of level eight will never have the strength to fight against the space fleet. The small planet is their prison. What's more, among the warriors of the four tribes currently on the earth, the highest Xuansu is only at the peak level of seventh level. The eighth level is close at hand but far away.
Three transport ships are anchored on the flat snowfields of Antarctica. All the alien races of the four races on the earth have gathered here. They gathered together, led by their respective clan leaders, to pray silently to their beliefs and pray to the noble Lord. His Highness can rejuvenate the four major races.
Lucifer returned, standing in the middle of the White Territory Clan, next to three large transport ships, was the small transport boat he took with him when he defected from the White Territory Tribe. Nuclear warheads for humanity.
Lucifer was the only one who did not participate in the prayers, but he was still waiting for news. If the news was bad, he would drive the transport boat towards the intimidating Imperial fleet.
"Signal, signal!" someone shouted. Everyone turned their heads instantly, and everyone opened their mouths, waiting for the final verdict.
"His Royal Highness sent a signal using a clear code, asking us to gather on the back of the moon. The Morning Star Empire's outpost fleet has surrendered. Long live Your Highness!"
A piece of joy appeared in the vast snowfield, and the silent Antarctic was awakened by the cheers.
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