Chapter 1481
My Empire Chapter 1481
2021-03-26
Chapter 1481 1483 Not War"Your Majesty! But why don't we think about the probability of avoiding war? ?" Dez asked anxiously.
It's not that he doesn't support the military's counterattack, he just feels that he should ease the situation and buy some time before making complete preparations.
This is an opinion he had spoken to Chris on the phone before, and Chris told him to discuss his opinion in the meeting.
And, after saying this, Chris also expressed his opinion: he will support the military, and the reasons are very good.
So Chris spoke directly at this moment and said his thoughts: "This is indeed something to consider, but I agree with what Vagron said. Even if we want to talk to each other, we have to fight. We can talk after we win! Now we have suffered a loss, and the negotiation itself is weak, isn't it?"
"Of course, we also have to prepare both hands! Winning is certainly good. , losing is another matter." Chris continued.
What he is thinking about now is the spike that overlaps with the scar on the Fengling 004 spaceship. He is almost certain that the one that severely damaged the Fengling 004 escaping spaceship was the invasion in front of him. Alanhill Empire stuff!
Since this thing is not very friendly twice, Chris has already decided in his heart that this thing is a hostile existence!
It's a man who has three points of anger, even more how he is the emperor of an empire. His empire was invaded by foreign enemies. If all he thought of when he came up was to seek peace, then he would be a real brain loser.
On Higgs 5 planet, a puppet robot struggles to sit up, reaching for an assault rifle in the dirt next to it.
One foot stepped on its chest, stepping it back into the dirt, while one hand grabbed the puppet's raised arm, pulling the entire arm down with force.
In the distance, there are collapsed houses and gunpowder smoke from explosions.
"This is the territory of the Alanhill Empire! You have invaded our territory! Warning..." The puppet fell to the ground, still mechanically repeating the pale warning sound with the sounder.
The sweeper who stepped on it shoved the puppet's arm into his mouth, as if he was swallowing some delicacies from the mountains and seas gorge oneself.
Just behind this sweeper, another sweeper is hunched over on the ground, his splintered abdomen squeezing out clumps of white eggs.
"This place is almost cleared, we can move on to the next destination." Sitting on a rock, a sweeper twiddles the fine gravel with his fingers, as if checking homework the same as parents.
The place where it sits is no longer what it looks like. It was supposed to be a house, but now it has been thoroughly devoured by a group of sweepers.
In other words, this place has returned to its original appearance, barren and barren, nothing exists, just an original, what this planet should have.
"Another team of sweepers is besieging and transforming the magical plants here! The opponent's strongest troop in the battle is blocking our progress there..." Another sweeper came over and sat on the ground opposite. This seems to be the leader's Sweeper report.
Throwing away the gravel twisted by his fingers and slapped his hands twice, the sweeper who seemed to be the leader stood up: "Then let's go, go and help!"
When it stood up, it looked at the open space behind it, its ugly face, the mouth that looked like an Insect mouthpiece twisted twice: "These disgusting viruses, even death will contaminate this sacred world! "
As far as it could see, there was blood-dyed red dirt. It used to be full of corpses, but now there are hardly any traces of it.
Apart from the blood that seeped into the soil, there were no stumps, broken arms or bones, and there was hardly anything left where the sweepers passed.
"In such a long time, these filthy viruses have not even grown at all. They are still using such backward weapons..." Holding a bullet with two fingers, in the Shaking before his eyes, the sweeper said contemptuously.
After he finished speaking, he threw the bullet into his mouth as if it was a piece of chewing gum.
"The ratio of the charges is almost perfect. It seems that they have moved their brains a little." As if he had tasted something from the bullet, he commented while chewing.
After he finished speaking, he seemed to think of those puppet robots that could only use magic to operate. The chewing mouth paused for a while, and then it swallowed the bullets that had been broken into pieces in its mouth and swallowed it. into his belly.
"Well, at least their destructiveness has been greatly improved. They have actually learned to harness the energy in the universe..." It looked thoughtful as it walked: "This gives us even more reason, Clean them up."
"Please! I have another child! He is only three years old! Don't kill me! Please! Don't kill me!" Not far away, a The worker in charge of repairing the equipment was pulled out of the hiding house by a sweeper by the hair.
He weeping bitter tears and begged for mercy loudly, but no one responded to his cry, as if the sweepers didn't understand the meaning of his cry at all.
"Please! Don't kill me! I'm just a civilian who repairs equipment!" The skilled worker raised his hands and begged for mercy after being pulled into the open space by his hair.
"They are still the same as before, timid as mice, and have no consciousness of being a virus." Looking at the human begging for mercy, the cleaner continued to comment.
When it spoke, the human begging for mercy had already been twisted off its neck. His neck was folded into a weird shape, and his face slumped behind him. If the worker was still alive, he would be able to see what his back was like.
Seeing that his companion died like this, the engineer hiding in a house pushed open the door and walked out.
He knew he wouldn't be hiding for long, because sooner or later his place would be devoured thoroughly by these terrifying things.
So he decided to come forward and have a good reason with these damn monsters. This might be their only chance to survive, and his last chance.
"I heard what you said, and you are also using the Chinese language, so you can understand me!" The engineer walked up to a few cleaners and said as calmly as possible: "We are civilians! We have no weapons! We ask you to treat the prisoners kindly. This is a humanitarian principle that both sides should abide by!"
Maybe he didn't even realize it, even if he tried his best He kept his composure, but there was a distinct trembling in his voice that was involuntarily.
"I think you're mistaken! We're cleaning up trash, not fighting a war..." A sweeper began, replied in a harsh voice.
Accompanying his answer, the engineer who came out let out a scream of pain. He was torn to pieces by several sweepers who rushed up.
(end of this chapter)