The Bizarre Adventure of Tartaros Fleet

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Chapter 665 Chapter 604: Let's look at you with this expression (first update)

Watching the hatch in front of him slowly open, the familiar hangar lights are outside.Dark Rock took off the power armor helmet, took a deep breath, and felt refreshed.

Stuffed in the power armor for a long time, although the life support device of the power armor keeps the air supply and temperature, it is uncomfortable to stay for a long time, let alone walking on the surface of the dark worm's body for more than ten hours .

Oregana chose to break in and make contact with the people trapped inside, but the dark rock was doing its own work seriously from the beginning—the entrance that Oregana broke into was not suitable for construction machinery to enter, so he spent After more than ten hours, with the cooperation of the probe, I finally found an opening for heavy machinery to enter, and carefully scanned the entire capsule.

It is estimated that no one other than him can do this job, because only the dark rock can sit among a large number of 'immune cells' without any harassment.

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The miscellaneous bacteria that completely fooled the immune system finally found what he wanted.

"Thanks for your hard work." Dajiba stood in the Gnakuli and greeted Dark Rock who was crawling out of the mech: "It's done?"

Dark Rock nodded, jumped out of the cabin, and handed a storage device to the Scythe of War:

"All the weak points have been found. I marked the gravity-generating organs on purpose," he warned, "don't touch them when drilling holes. There is a weak point 120 kilometers away from the marked direction. The construction team can enter from here. The opening opened by the green mark is a straight passage with a height of more than 140 meters, and heavy machinery can enter."

"learn."

Dark Rock is very reliable in his work, almost never making mistakes. War Scythe recorded his words, and then installed the memory into the terminal card slot fixed on the arm.

"It's very detailed," he nodded, and asked, "Where are the small dark worms on the road?"

"It's a bit too much. I'm fine in the past, but the engineering team still needs to pay attention when entering." Dark Rock shrugged. "Take the guards."

"Leave it to us, rest for a while, we will wait here for 32 to send back the news."

Dark Rock sighed softly. He walked under the small fixed frame next to the gantry frame, opened his arms, and the fixed frame stretched out the mechanical arm to clamp the arm and waist, and began to perform the removal procedure of the power armor.A dog Sakuya floated slowly in the air about one meter away, with iced black tea on the tray in his hand, and a small dish of Youjin to refresh his mind.

He took the glass with his right hand that had already removed the power armor, but he did not add Youjin into it, holding the glass and said:

"From my point of view, this doesn't fit her style very well." There was a slightly worried expression on the face that had always been flat. "I always feel that her style of acting in major aspects should be more stable. This is Isn't it too aggressive?"

This guy has been going from WAAAGH to WAAAGH since the war. It looks very reckless, but the recklessness on the surface is all reckless when he is prepared.When she dares to be reckless, there will always be a reserve team behind her, otherwise she will definitely adopt a more secure positional warfare mode.

In general, she is more stable, especially in direct conflict with other civilizations.In terms of strategy, the head of the legion has always been dovish. He will never lightly start a big war unless it is a last resort. Even if he wants to fight, he will control the sacrifice to a minimum.

But this time is different, equipped with the strongest and most evil clone in history, and stuffed a fusion bomb in its stomach, you said this is for negotiation?

Scythe of War took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, but he didn't light it, he just held it like that, and said in a low voice:

"Maybe a little aggressive." The dark glasses obscured his expression. "But it's understandable—everyone is anxious right now, and so is she."

"Anxiety... yes."

Not only anxious, but also contradictory.

Judging from the results of the interrogation of the captain, everyone already knows that this civilization called Nascatron is completely opposite from its allies to its philosophy and the integration department.And this idea is not just the tendency of the government, but a... living habit?This permeates every aspect of the entire civilization and penetrates into the bones of the people.

Differences in concept, contradictory living habits, and the fatal contradiction of listing oneself in the menu constitute irreconcilable differences that are fatal no matter how you look at them.

As a result, this war will not end as simply as defeating the opponent on the battlefield.

"Collect as much information as possible when the information is insufficient, and create an advantage. Although it is very aggressive, once we succeed, our chances of winning will be quite high." The Scythe of War deliberately avoided the really important content and focused on In the pursuit of victory, "Everyone has already assembled the fleet, and there is only one coordinate left."

In the previous battles, the doomsday dreadnought suffered a lot, and the gap has not been filled, but there are still many cards that can be played at hand.The fleets of other CONCORD civilizations are currently in good shape, a fearsome and powerful force just waiting to show its talons and fangs to its enemies.

"Huh... I have to go to sleep." Complicated matters can only be discussed later, An Seyan stretched his waist, and drank the black tea in his hand, "I'm tired after playing."

Whether it is enlightenment, reformation, or the most tragic extermination order, it has to be won on the battlefield before it can be discussed.

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After several jumps, Oregana arrived at the coordinate point provided by Nazcatelone.

This seems to be a remote base. There is a habitable planet in this galaxy. Judging from its distance from the star, this planet is most likely artificially transformed. It seems that Nascatron is very good at planetary transformation.I don't know if this is a technology they developed themselves, or a skill they got from the dark worm.

There are no dark worms here, and the space base is also very simple—they hollowed out huge asteroids and used them as bases. This crude method is almost like a pre-space age civilization that has not yet left the parent galaxy.But unlike the humble space base, the ship that came to greet you looked glamorous: the ship had a streamlined hull, the sides and tail of the hull were huge light sails reminiscent of fish fins, and it moved dexterously in the universe. It seems like a living creature.

However, the people on board gave a blunt impression.

"General Parador, I'm glad you're all right." The man who came to greet him was wearing the same uniform as the captured Parador, and he was followed by a group of soldiers in power armor.

Even though the expressions and eyes of these soldiers were blocked by helmets, Oregana knew that they were all staring at her. If she did anything unusual at this time, these people would definitely shoot without hesitation—like Like in Hollywood movies.

"How could I die because of such a trivial matter? Lauquilas." Prado smiled and greeted him, and patted the captain's shoulder. "I can finally have a good sleep."

His joy is sincere and not false, although the other party suddenly succumbed

"Of course." The captain known as Lauquilas raised his lips, "I have prepared the best room for you. You and Paar go first, and I will arrive later."

"Thank you."

Parado and the man who looked like an orderly left, and when the captain's eyes turned to Oregana, the warm smile disappeared immediately, and the change was as fast as magic.The way he looked at himself made the legion leader very dissatisfied, because that look seemed to be observing some kind of strange animal.

"Hmm..." She resisted the urge to pull out the man's head and spine, and twisted a smile, "We met for the first time..."

"Come on, we have arranged a room for you." Lauquilas ignored his politeness and said with a straight face, "You guys are able to understand our language so quickly, which shows that your brains are smart enough. So please follow the instructions before you arrive. It's a warship, and it's full of secrets. I think you can understand, right?"

This feeling of arrogance made Oregana's blood pressure suddenly rise. She took several deep breaths, and finally suppressed her anger:

"……certainly."

Lauquilas looked at Oregana's reaction with great interest. He seemed very happy to see the envoy who came to plead guilty in trouble:

"No weapons or anything like that?"

"Isn't it okay to have a gun?" Oregana took out the 'Creeper' from the holster on her belt, and held it in her hand instead.

"No, it's obviously going to apologize, but you still have a weapon on your body. What kind of words does that sound like?"

Before Oregana could say anything, Lauquilas grabbed the golden pistol very smoothly and snatched it from the legion commander's hand.

This kind of overt arrogance and undisguised hostility stimulated Oregana's nerves all the time, which made her thankful that she was the only one here. If she brought a leopard, the mission would probably be over. up.

Because this person in front of him will be torn off by the leopard before he can react-literally.

Can't kill this guy... The Greek soldiers must be uncomfortable when they are stuffy in the wooden horse, and the marines are not comfortable when they are locked in the airborne pod, but the Greek soldiers are not angry and can only dismantle the wooden horse, and the marines are not comfortable. It will blow up the airborne pod from the inside.

Patience... now is not a good time to explode...be patient...

"Okay," she shrugged, "just keep it as a souvenir, and you don't need to return it to us. This is to show us off..."

"I don't know what you mean."

"It doesn't matter, take us to the room."

"Are you going alone?" Lauquilas looked at the closing docking gate and asked, "No entourage?"

"It's enough for us alone."

Oregana once thought about what the so-called weak country has no diplomacy. The principle is very simple, and it is easy to explain and understand clearly. thing.

She hated such rules terribly.

Therefore, in the order established by the head of the legion, the weak can also feel dignity, gain glory, and have the opportunity to fight for everything for themselves.In the civilization circle of the Ministry of Consolidation, even backward civilizations will not be isolated from the mainstream circle. Everyone is a real community of interests, destiny, and responsibility based on political mutual trust, economic integration, and cultural tolerance.

It is true that this is caused by the high pressure of the dark worm crisis outside, but this is indeed a warm island in the cold and dark sea of ​​the universe.

But now, Oregana deeply understands that the things she hates still exist outside the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Consolidation.And now I am facing this primitive brutality directly, this feeling is like being tightly covered with a wet towel, which makes people feel desperate and suffocated.

Li Zhongtang in 1895, Minister Gu in 1919, and Representative Jafari in 2018, they must have hated this strangely familiar feeling.

However, Oregana is not really weak and helpless... She is very clear that she has successfully caught the upper hand.And now Nazcatelone, basking in the joy of victory, has not yet realized what this terrible conspiracy will eventually bring.

Veneto's lies are flawless, and the performances of his subordinates are also excellent. They are good at dealing with people and successfully staged a wonderful drama in front of Parador, vividly playing the fear of mistakenly hitting the alien daddy.They kept 'contacting high-level officials', kept apologizing to Parador, and when asked about the coordinates of their parent star, they were vague and showed a sense of fear.

Two of the agents even spent half an hour installing a memory kit on themselves in pursuit of the realism of the performance. This technique is actually to write a fake memory. There are [Diplomats threatened by aliens] [Clone Warrior Expelled for Corruption] [Secret Agent Betrayed by the Organization] and other templates, replace your original memory when using it, and exchange it back after use.After all, the most powerful lie is the one that can fool yourself. When you can't fool yourself... ask for help from high technology.

That protruding one can be called an expression of true feelings... (covers face)

This is also the reason why everyone in the Ansador family must have full tenacity psychology, otherwise things like memory will cause trouble.

As far as the results are concerned, the plan went very smoothly, and the high-level officials of Tartarus were willing to go to Nascatron alone, which also deepened the trust of the other party.

Along the way, Oregana was confined to her own room, and her scope of action was limited to a corridor outside—maybe it was intentional, the outer armor plate of the corridor was usually open, and she could pass through the transparent bulkhead See the starry sky outside, and the fortress passing by from time to time.The other party obviously wanted to show off the strength of force to the alien ambassador in this way.

At the same time, Captain Lauquilas would come over from time to time, chatting with Oregana about the vast territory of Nazcatron, the power of technology and the majesty of the army.And Oregana has this expression the whole time——

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Chapter 666 Chapter 605: Do you want to negotiate? (Second more)

A steady stream of information appeared!

Although she was ridiculing all the time, the legion leader didn't dare to take it too seriously - from the chat, Oregana knew that the other party controlled seventeen planetary systems and had a vassal civilization.A vast territory means a sufficient population and a large amount of resource output, which means a strong potential for war.Even if it is severely damaged in the early stage, the fleet can be quickly rebuilt in a short period of time.

Of course, it is obviously inappropriate to compare mining and shipbuilding with clones, but the extension of the war time is not good for anyone, let alone the opponent has the support of the dark worm.If it can be done, Oregana actually wants to get rid of the dark worm first—prepare the two teams of doomsday fearless, find a place to jump in, force the dark worm, and walk as much as you can, go If it doesn't work, it will explode, and if it can be replaced, it will make money.But until now there is no news of the dark worm, so she can only give up.

This battleship did not fly directly to the parent star, perhaps because they have the technology to deduce the coordinates based on the transition traces, so they pay attention to the problem of the flight path-every time the transition is over, there is a space fortress nearby, and the battleship is on the way. It happened to fall within the best range of the fortress, and the security was quite strict.Oregana even saw her own shadow inside.

Place a fort next to each jump point. If a fleet jumps in, you must first regard the strong fort as your opponent; whether you choose to break through the fort head-on, or immediately withdraw from the fire range of the fort, you must fight in the first few minutes. Live the ferocious blows of the fortress cannon.This is similar to the idea of ​​Tartarus' planetary system defense system, but Oregana did not find anything similar to the anti-jump system, maybe there is none, but it must be prepared that the opponent has this thing, but this Time did not open the psychological preparation.

She carefully observed everything she saw, hoping not to leave even a single detail. It was not until the morning of the eighth day that the battleship sailed to Nascatron's home planet.

It was a... planet without greenery.

The ocean was still blue, but the land was crowded with cities, and it looked like a very overdeveloped planet.It may be only one step away from building a hive city, as long as their leaders give the order.Oregana stood in that corridor, looking at the guard fleet that was coming around from the other side of the planet. Their jets of light shone on the edge of the planet's arc, which looked uniquely beautiful.

A floating island with a size similar to that of a medium-sized city floats above the planet, and its current position is directly above the sea. Oregana has seen many space stations, but this one is obviously not a space station, and its position is too low...

"Good morning, Ambassador." The captain appeared at the other end of the hallway, and he seemed in good spirits. "We're almost there—look there, that's the Central Island. You'll be talking to our Supreme Leader there. Seize the opportunity, if you are sincere, the arbitrator should agree to your protectorate of Nazcatron."

There seemed to be the sound of something being smashed in the psychic communication, and it seemed that everyone in the rear was already very irritable... But after so many days, Oregana's mood has stabilized.She smiled slightly:

"We know."