Start a Base

No matter what it said next, humans did not respond.

Washer was puzzled and couldn't figure out the enemy's intentions, how could he do it?

Angrily, it organized all the scientists and civilization sociologists in the fleet to analyze what these three human letters actually meant.

After half a month of sleeplessness, the team of scientists created countless models, combined with all the human information collected for analysis, and finally determined two possibilities.

Wasser was waiting for the results to be reported, but the spokesperson for the team of scientists had difficulty speaking.

"...What the **** do you mean? I have been waiting for half a month!"

"Ahem...Your Excellency Commander, D-S-B may have two meanings..."

"Say!" Vaschel was obviously unhappy, but out of courtesy to the scientific and technological workers, it did not happen.

"Yes! The first one might be...wait to die."

Washer was taken aback, and the backing of mankind was coming?

"First, the second may be..."

"Yes......"

"Big SB..."

Wasser: "..."

"Fuck! It took so much energy and wasted so much time, is it a curse after deciphering it?"

The scientist spokesperson was embarrassed for a while, but with a rigorous attitude, he bit the bullet and admitted.

"My Nima... **** human!"

"Do you think that a gravity bomb can stop me? The moment the gravity field disappears, it is your death date!"

Vaschel was completely angry.

It no longer sends any signal to Saturn star, just waiting quietly for the moment when the gravitational field disappears.

At the same time, humans are far less calm than they seem to be.

A group of big bosses in the military were arguing fiercely. Some people thought that they should fight gravity bombs with them, depending on who had more reserves.

But those who know the truth firmly oppose it, but they know that there are only four gravity bombs left in the entire Saturn planet.

In the end, everyone threw the question to the five commanders, a few of them together, and the unanimous decision not to continue using the gravity bomb was passed.

Because even if it is used, it can only be delayed for four months. Sooner or later, the enemy's attack will have to be endured abruptly.

Instead of this, it is better to save the gravity bomb and save it for critical moments.

As a representative, Li Qi conveyed the final resolution, “As a precious strategic resource, gravity bombs cannot be wasted easily. Therefore, after our five-person research and decision, everyone in the world will enter the floating city and prepare to use the planetary shield to resist the Amerans. s attack!"

"Wow!"

"Ah? How can this work...We can't be passively beaten..."

"I am still......"

"boom--!"

Li Qi slapped the table fiercely. Have you forgotten where this is? The final decision of the five commanders is equivalent to the order of the leader of the country. This was personally explained by the leader of the country before he left. Do you want to rebel?

The battle-tested fierce general was murderous in a rage, and all those who opposed it suddenly shut up.

Those who can go to the position of commander-in-chief, no one has the blood of hundreds of millions of creatures, all of them are living-killing gods.

After the consensus was reached, everyone put out other ideas and began to prepare seriously before taking the blow. After all, it is about everyone's life. No one dares to be sloppy in this regard.

The surface facilities have been completely abandoned, and the unstable Saturn planet will inevitably cause strong geological disasters once it is subjected to large energy shocks. Staying in the floating city is the safest solution.

The suspended city has directly risen to the most valuable project. The creator of the first suspended city, Li Xingchen's team, developed the suspended city by word of mouth.

After half a month, all human beings have done a good job of anti-glare, anti-vibration and anti-radiation work.

Wasser finally waited until this day.

"Humanity, let you see what a proton bomb is this time! This is not a weapon that the planetary shield can stop. According to legend, the fourth-level primary civilization, the conventional weapons used are only proton bombs. This thing is almost beyond three. The category of civilization!"

"Success! Detonate!"

"boom--!"

The shock caused by the explosion spread directly to the moon, pushing the distance between the earth and the moon tens of thousands of kilometers away.

On the side of the earth on the moon, a large crater with a depth of more than 200 meters appeared!

The entire Saturn planet was completely swallowed by white light.

Vaschel stared at the screen frantically, ignoring the violent shaking of the battleship.

This kind of explosive energy is many times stronger than all the weapons of the entire Asian American civilization hitting them together and detonating. This is the weapon of the third-level civilization. It is simply stars shattering and destroying the world!

"It's horrible... 300,000 kilometers away from the explosion center, and still on the back of a satellite, you can feel such a powerful force! Saturn star, isn't it being blown in half, right? It's a pity for humans, but this is also good, just take the dark matter and leave!"

"Go, go and collect the loot!"

Seeing that the brightness began to weaken, Vaschel knew that the explosive energy release was nearing its end, and it was time to collect the spoils.

The Armera Fleet opened the planetary shield and flew towards Saturn.

After the huge energy of the proton bomb was released, the particle flow around the orbit of Saturn was extremely chaotic, and the detection equipment temporarily failed, and Vaschel could not figure out the situation ahead.

As the distance approached and the energy dissipated, the situation of Saturn star gradually appeared before its eyes.

Vaschel's relaxed expression gradually cooled...

The stars are not broken as imagined.

Nor did the blood flow like a river in imagination.

The scene in front of it, even before the proton bomb exploded, basically remained unchanged.

It was still the blue planet, spinning quietly.

The mountains, rivers, oceans and rivers have basically not changed, but geological activities have become more frequent, and volcanoes are raging around the world.

But these natural disasters are completely different from what I imagined.

Vaschel was stupid.

"Impossible! This is a proton bomb! The planetary shield can't stop it at all!"

It grabbed the subordinate next to it and roared.

The subordinates almost freaked out, "Military, Legion Commander...One layer and two layers, ten layers and eight layers, even hundreds of layers of planetary shields can't stop the proton bomb...Thousands of layers? Thousands of layers?"

Vaschel was stunned and shook his head blankly.

For the entire North Cantilever, who has ever heard of stacking thousands of planetary shields that can be exchanged for half of the second-class civilization fleet? Tens of thousands?

Even if the inventory of the three major overlords is added together, there is not that much, right...