He knew very well that once that terrible biological weapon rushed into the ground, the fortress planet under his feet would cease to exist.
The condition of the fortress was very bad. Due to the large guard area, the imperial ground troops easily broke through the first line of defense. As a last resort, Verni could only abandon the perimeter, move all personnel and equipment to the inside, and guard several key lifting platforms connected to the ground. This made the troops available to him abundant for the first time, and the exhausted soldiers also got a chance to breathe.
The long-term fierce battle caused serious damage to Verni's body. He became a little nervous, extremely tired, and sometimes even delirious. But he persisted until the end, using countless corpses and steel to firmly block the Imperial Army from outside the base.
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Thanks to the thick defensive plates on the outer layer of the planet, the remnants of the garrison, which have had some rest time, are also constantly launching attacks. They used sneak attacks to consume as much personnel and materials as possible from the imperial occupying forces. This small-scale conflict lasted for nearly two months. In order to achieve their goals, the federal defenders used all weapons including poison gas and biological viruses. In the words of Lieutenant General Verney: "Since those noble bastards broke the rules first, then we must also let them feel the same taste of terror¡ª¡ª"
The Imperial Marines use high-powered drills to penetrate new passages. In response, the federal army has already set up strong explosion-proof layers and intensive electronic security systems underground. Since the base has a food processing plant and a water purification system, the pollutants released by the Imperial Army cannot be effective, but more than ten soldiers were accidentally injured and died during the release process.
On November 6, the Imperial Army launched a large-scale air raid on the northern part of the fortress. The powerful ground-penetrating bomb that was originally given high hopes was still unable to explode the base's all-metal protective layer.
On November 8, the assembly of the super-heavy siege cannon was completed, and the 1,500-mm-diameter shells were also disappointing.
On November 22, the Emperor released five thousand micro-robots carrying viruses. Trying to penetrate through the underground pipeline interface was blocked by the electromagnetic protection device, paralyzing everything.
On December 9, the Heavy Stratosphere Collider was blown up by federal infiltrators. The preparations that took over a month were completely wasted. It will take at least fifty-five days to wait for the second set of backup equipment to be shipped domestically and restart the plan. . . . . .
The emperor's battlefield records are filled with a long history of defeats. Hundreds of thousands of warships were destroyed, more than 600,000 soldiers were killed, and more than 50,000 technical weapons and armored fighting vehicles were lost. Especially on the list of casualties, except for ordinary soldiers. There is also a row of as many as a thousand nobles, big and small, with various prestigious titles.
This has far exceeded the estimates of damage caused by the capture of the "Wrath of the Sky" fortress before the Pan-United Empire war began. Not to mention Admiral Jess, even Regent Rochester, who was sitting at the rear, was shocked by these numbers that represented eternal loss. Of course, as an opponent, Lieutenant General Verney does have reason to feel proud. He should be regarded as one of the best among the young generals of the Federation. Both the results and the duration of the battle were beyond the expectations of the military. It also aroused admiration among Zhou Yiming, Admiral Falken and others.
However, Verney himself does not think so. He only felt fear, even despair - the "wrath of the sky" could not last long. It is even less likely that they will last until the six-month deadline stipulated by the military department. The emperor's offensive is becoming more and more fierce, and the methods and weapons used are endless. He felt that his brain was overdrawn and his thinking was stuck. When the base's defense layer was blown open, everyone trapped here would be killed by the imperial nobles with blood-red eyes.
He asks for help every day and asks for reinforcements, but the orders from the military are always the same: "You must insist, you have the ability."
In order to improve the morale of the defenders, the military headquarters even raised the ranks of all fortress defenders by one level. then. Private became private, and Verny became general.
Verney was completely desperate. He really saw through the dirty faces of the guys sitting in the office at the military headquarters - they wanted to defend themselves, or they didn't even think about sending any reinforcements. If they guessed correctly, they had sent more telegrams requesting support and had a tougher tone. They might even make themselves the damn federal marshals. There is only one purpose - to defend the fortress. Until the last person.
Verney began to request support from other troops. The Seventh Fleet, the Ninth Fleet, the Eleventh Fleet, the planet Ves, and New Pluto. . . . . . The telegrams sent either went unanswered, or the other party expressed their inability to do anything. . . . . . All in all, in the past few months, Verny did not get a battleship, a soldier, or an armored vehicle from other directions. The imperial fleet waiting on the periphery of the planet was originally afraid of such frequent telecommunications contacts, so it deployed a large number ofThe troops form a defense in the corresponding direction. However, the situation that worried them did not appear in the end. The Federation seemed to have forgotten about the fortress guards and left them to fend for themselves
Sand dunes cover the entire world that can be seen with the naked eye, and occupy almost the entire planet ag64.
After the implementation of the Great Retreat Plan, desertification became more and more serious. Since the planet itself no longer has development value, the plan to draw water from the depths for irrigation and cultivate a large number of plants has been completely terminated. The raging sandstorms reoccupied the lost areas, and more and more sandstorms appeared near Novominsk. However, for a city that has no residents and is completely abandoned, it makes no sense whether it is submerged by sand or exists on the surface.
Zhao Yi lived a very leisurely life. The war between the Earth Federation and the Pan-Union had no impact on him at all. On the contrary, the chaos in the market caused by the war was an excellent opportunity for him. In just six weeks, "Dragon Group" has merged with hundreds of companies of various types. The original value of these large and small companies was at least more than 50 trillion federal standard currencies. Now, he only spent about less than 10 trillion to bring everything under control.
Like all chaebols, Ace is sparing no effort to acquire valuable companies. Everyone knows that this is the best time to make a fortune. The wealthy people do not care about the victory or defeat of the Federal Army. Many of them have begun to communicate secretly with the Empire. As long as wealth is mastered, changes in the social system will actually have little impact on life. Of course, this does not include the most populous citizens at the bottom of society.
"When this batch of materials is collected, I will go to the Alpha Galaxy with you¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª"
This is what Zhao Yi has said the most to Zhang Xiaoxian in recent times. It is also a lie that has made Zhang Xiaoxian toss and turn between disappointment and expectation, but so far there has been no result.
Zhao Yi feels that he is becoming more and more greedy - as the war expands, the value of the federal currency continues to decline. In order to prevent the banknotes he had worked so hard to earn from turning into a pile of waste paper, Zhao Yi could only find ways to spend them all. Even when the other party refuses to sell the property. Aim the pistol at the holder's head and force him to accept thick stacks of federal standard currency.
This behavior is actually no different from banditry. However, Zhao Yi is only responsible for the people who migrated to the Alpha system. He knew that he could not save everyone, but no matter what, what he took out of the pocket of a millionaire could indeed keep hundreds of people alive.
To be fair, he actually wants to join the war more than anyone else - he has never had a good impression of the Pan-United Empire. Those nobles were also among the murderers of their parents. He just tried his best to maintain the status quo of planet ag64 and continued to send the transportation fleet assembled here to the Alpha system. However, this situation will not last long. Once the federal military and Zhou Yiming free their hands from the war dilemma, the first person they have to deal with is themselves.
Zhao Yi even considered whether to blow up ag64 after the evacuation. Turn this place into a new black hole in the universe?
For weeks, this was the question that had been on his mind the most.
Now, he must make a decision on another matter.
Since the beginning of the war. He has received many special communications from the fortress planet "Wrath of the Sky". Lieutenant General Verney repeatedly requested help from planet ag64 in the telegram, but Zhao Yi never responded.
However, today, to be precise, the communication that was just sent from the fortress planet about ten minutes ago made him hesitate.
The holographic screen is still open, and the background is a dimly lit room. Verni, wearing the uniform of a federal lieutenant general, is sitting on a chair, with a tired and expectant expression on his face.
"Your Excellency, I hope you will seriously consider the suggestion you just made."
Lieutenant General Verni spoke in a very sincere tone: "The Wrath of Heaven needs support. I don't know how long it can last. A week? Three days? Or less The Emperor's offensive is getting more and more intense. Violent, without a fleet, we have no way to escape from this terrible place. Although there is a complete life supply system here, it cannot contain things like germs or poisonous gas. There are too many people who have died on this planet. In my life I've never seen so many bodies. I feel like I'm going to collapse Please, for God's sake. Save us, save those children."
The general's voice became lower and lower, filled with sadness and pain. The holographic screen brought two people who were millions of kilometers away very close to each other. Zhao Yi could clearly see Verni's dusty and wrinkled face, mixed with age and helplessness that did not belong to his age.
Yes,He is crying. The turbid liquid overflowed from the corners of his eyes and slowly flowed down his face, drawing two winding streams on the surface of the black-gray skin.
Zhao Yi watched this scene quietly. He didn't know how to evaluate Verney - there was no doubt that the general made a very good impression on him. He was so brave that he held off the Imperial fleet for several months with a weak force. But he is also a tragic figure. He was abandoned by the Federation. . . . . . Holding on for six months, even a god would not be able to hold on to the fortress for so long without external support. After all, space war is different from the earth in the old era. Advanced technology can give attackers many means to destroy a planet. The main reason why the emperor insists on adopting traditional penetrating operations is of course to obtain the resources and equipment inside the fortress. Only by obtaining sufficient benefits is the meaning of the nobles launching a war.
"I know you have this ability. The new 49th Fleet can fight against the Empire's 11th Fleet. I will explain everything to the military. There are tens of millions of people here, and they should live. At least, they should not die now. here."
This last sentence suddenly aroused some kind of long-hidden touch deep in Zhao Yi's heart.
He couldn't help but think of the dead souls in the S12 base.
It is located deep underground, very dark, and can never be illuminated by the sun. During their youngest childhood, the survivors were constantly bickering. There are also many people who pray in different ways. They are afraid of getting entangled with the outside world, but they look forward to people outside coming to save them.
"Forget it! Just look at it! The federal government has forgotten about us a long time ago. There is radiation everywhere outside, and no one will come to such a place, let alone rescue. If they really planned to do this, they would have long ago. Take action."
"I think it's better here than outside. Of course, it would be even better if a few girls with big butts could come in and keep me company."
"There are no police here, and there are no financial officers to deduct taxes from your salary. The warehouse is well stocked with food and drinks. I just want to stay here and not go anywhere."
Zhao Yi has heard words like this countless times. Those whom you regard as your closest relatives are always bored. Treat these types of topics as passing time jokes. But Zhao Yi understood that deep in their hearts, they had never given up their desire for the outside world. They look forward to rescue more than anyone else. Although, no one has ever said anything like that.
When Aunt Nellie was dying, her only request was, "I want to see flowers, see those green, real trees."
Professor Shehad¡¯s dying wish was to ¡°bury my body in the sun.¡±
Until a few minutes before closing his eyes, Uncle Lu Chenglu quietly told himself: "If you have a chance to go out, take my ashes with you. There are damn rats and cockroaches everywhere here. I hate them, not at all." "
Zhao Yi raised his head. Looking up at the gray ceiling, his absent-minded pupils stared at the existence blocking his sight, but his thoughts passed through the obstacles and landed in an endless and distant place.
After being promoted to general, he used his authority to search carefully in federal archives, but could not find any rescue records about the S12 mine after the war. There was only a thin page of paper and a report of less than 200 words showing that there should be some survivors in the underground space that was destroyed by the tactical nuclear bomb. . . . . . Obviously. Senior officials from the federal government and the military have read relevant documents, but no one has thought of doing anything.
After all, it will cost a lot of money to carry out excavation and search and rescue in an area full of radiation.
After all, there is no development value there anymore.
After all, it¡¯s human life. . . . . . It is worthless.
do not know why. Zhao Yi felt his hands trembling and his fists clenched tighter and tighter. He suddenly discovered that his long-term indifference and snobbishness had not completely stiffened his heart. At least, when something related to memories resurfaces, you will still feel excited and unable to resist.
I have killed many people, and many people have died because of me. But why, I still feel for those trapped underground. . . . . . Pitiful?
Reason told him that he could not agree to Lieutenant General Verney's request. Although, it does look like a very tempting piece of pie.
Zhao Yi has calculated his current strength and has no problem dealing with the Empire's Eleventh Fleet.
By occupying "Wrath of the Sky", you can take over all the resources and equipment there, and tens of millions of war survivors can also move to the Alpha system. The total income far exceeds that of the enterprise group that he tried so hard to buy from the immigrant planet. . . . . .
Profit?
Zhao Yi shook his head lightly, with a wry smile in his eyes.
He suddenly understood the words written by those poets in a noble tone - "In this world, money is not everything, there are many things more precious than it."
"I will come!"
This sentence was sudden and completely unexpected.
Verni on the screen slowly raised his head and looked at him with disbelief.
"Please be sure to hold on for a few days. I will order the fleet to start gathering."
Zhao Yi took a deep breath, smiled and said: "I will come to save you, I promise¡ª¡ª"
The corners of Verni's eyes and lips kept twitching. At this moment, the expression on his face was very strange - he seemed to be crying, but also seemed to be laughing. However, the look in the depths of his eyes was filled with the most sincere gratitude.
Since the first day when "Wrath of Heaven" was besieged, he has been continuously releasing distress messages to the outside world. So far, it has been done thousands of times in total. Every time starts with hope and ends with disappointment. When the time and quantity exceed the limit of psychological endurance, despair gradually remains in my mind.
Verni no longer cares about dignity. He knew that he had become a laughing stock among the federal generals - few soldiers were pleading in the communications, but he had no choice but to do so.
You can die, but tens of millions of people in the underground base should live.
Verni never thought he was so great, he just did what he should do.
Looking at Zhao Yi who was smiling on the screen, he had mixed feelings and didn't know what to say.
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