Chapter 440, A beast in a civilized skin

Chapter 440, A beast in a civilized skin

As the rat army fell like dandelions, this progressive city of the gerbils fell.

Even though the war has not yet ended, a steady stream of wasteland mercenaries are rushing outside the city, but the result will basically not change.

After the electromagnetic storm left by the nuclear explosion in outer space gradually subsided, a large number of rat warships entered the yellow sand planet. Now, even if those city councilors want to die with the rats, they can't do it. The air supremacy has been completely occupied by the rats. It is very difficult for their nuclear missiles to take off successfully, and even pass through this defense network composed of a large number of rat warships. It is almost impossible.

In some aspects, the rats' technology tree is not as good as these gerbils, but in some aspects, these gerbils can't effectively attack and block the rats.

With the help of the psychic engine, to some extent, the speed of these rat warships flying randomly in the sky even exceeds the speed limit of the physical universe. They only need to open a small tunnel to the subspace and then get out immediately. This is a successful supersonic cruise.

This is unimaginable for the gerbils.

The disparity in technology.

Although the technology of the rats is crooked and twisted, they are still high.

A group of wasteland mercenaries gathered and ran wildly in the desert. They were bombed by the rat warships. In the sharp laughter of the rat pilots, one psychic bomb after another was thrown from the warships.

The wasteland mercenaries were in a mess.

Of course, they did not think about resistance, but their attacks could not deal with these rat warships that could flash in the sky. It was just very shameful that the rats still suffered losses in this almost one-sided attack.

Two small gunboats of the rats were damaged, but what saved their face was that these small gunboats did not fall in the attack of the gerbils, but were destroyed by those strange things in the subspace when they were jumping in the subspace.

This made the rats less embarrassed.

After several rounds of bombing, no rescue troops took the initiative to rush here.

Enkos, this half-remaining city just got a new name, City No. 1, which represents the No. 1 colonial city that the rats are about to build on this yellow sand planet. The next step is to mop up.

There are still too many gerbils in this half-remaining city.

The rats need an open space, not such a large group of native captives, although these guys are not without value. In the rat empire, the slave trade has never been interrupted.

Those rat nobles are very keen on collecting all the known alien natives like a card collection game, and raising them together like toys.

From the perspective of the rats, these gerbils are a very good choice of slaves.

Smaller, with fluffy hair and huge round ears, a very high-quality toy.

If the jump point of this planet could be closer, and the time of travel could be shorter, then I am afraid that at this time, the rat merchants would be able to break through the threshold of the flagship fleet command room.

They will wave blood money, or something else that the rats consider valuable to try to buy these gerbil slaves.

But unfortunately, the jump point is too far away, so far that it takes twenty years to go through a reincarnation.

So now there will naturally be no rat merchants to buy these gerbils, and the rats of the First Expeditionary Fleet do not need so many toys.

In this way, the solution is naturally only a simple and direct one, that is, to kill them.

The surviving gerbils were driven out of the distant high-rise buildings by the rat warriors, and gathered in squares and empty streets.

At this time, the two races got to know each other on a large scale for the first time.

The rats found these gerbils who looked very similar to them.

And the gerbils also found these guys who were not quite the same as them.

However, at this moment, such a scene was not very charming, in all aspects.

Let alone the relationship between the two sides in terms of blood, the first meeting was not friendly.

The two sides did not meet for the first time in the consulate in harmony, get to know each other, and then exchange ideas, but met after a cruel war that was initiated by the rats, a cruel war that was opened by the rats and opened with a sneak attack.

At this moment, the rat warriors stood, holding the steam rifles in their hands, while the gerbils squatted honestly with fear.

It must be said that these gerbils really conform to the aesthetics of the rats. Now these guys squatted on the ground and gathered together, and even the rats who were guarding them were in a good mood.

Until suddenly one or two guys stood up and wanted to escape.

The guarding ratmen shot them to death without hesitation. Of course, the ratmen also appreciate beauty, but they mostly admired these heretics and natives as cute little animals like cats and dogs.

The ratmen who fired the guns were very intoxicated and scratched the fluffy fur on the sand rat man's body. The texture was really good. Perhaps after the flag successfully found and opened the subspace channel between the Yellow Sand Star and the Ratman Empire, in addition to the slave business, the ratmen merchants would also do some fur business.

Intoxicated for a while, without forgetting the main business, these guys dragged the fallen sand rat man to the huge deep pit created by the Destroyer. The lava in the pit had not yet completely solidified, and it was not even calm. It rolled in the deep pit, and even brought out a few waves from time to time.

The dead sand rat man was thrown directly into the pit where the magma was surging. This pit was an excellent processing station at this time.

As for whether this would be a waste, whether the way to use these corpses should be slightly expanded.

Get rid of it, the rats have entered the interstellar age. They no longer eat corpses, and they don't eat corpses openly. They are civilized people. Well, at least they are a little civilized.

Although many of the canned meats sold by the rat merchants are mixed with some special meats whose origins cannot be investigated, at least the rats no longer eat corpses openly.

And how to say it, after the first expedition fleet successfully gained a foothold on this planet, with the replenishment of various resources, these guys will never lack supplies. After all, they are treated the best in the entire rat empire. They really bring a huge city suspended in the starry sky as a supply rear.

When all the remaining sand rats in the city were gathered together, and basically no fish escaped and survived, an order was issued.

The faces of these gun-wielding rat warriors suddenly showed a very complicated expression, excitement, excitement, tension, and bloodthirsty.

Standing there, they were indeed a little more civilized, able to keep quiet at such a moment, waiting for the final order to fall.

"Three! Two! One! Shoot!"

Finally, at this moment, there was no need to be patient, bullets were splashed like raindrops, knocking down the heretics and natives who were very similar to them like wheat.

Screams, hisses, crying, desperate wails, all of these sounded at this moment.

Blood slowly flowed out, gathered in the depression, dyeing the earth red.

Well, how can these barbaric guys be called civilized? Maybe, but only a little bit.

Rude, tyrannical, barbaric, cruel, and the little bit of civilization that was gradually covered.

The killing lasted for a long time, and the dead gerbils were pushed into the big pit where the magma was rolling by the rats. All day long, there was a sizzling sound in the magma pool.

In the command room of the flagship of the First Expeditionary Fleet in space, the affairs officer handed a list of losses to the flag.

The flag was tied and simply flipped through it.

In this landing battle, the most serious losses were suffered by the Space Airborne Corps. A team of 1,000 people, at the end of the battle plan for City No. 1, only 503 people survived. Among the 503 surviving airborne soldiers, 56 will lose their combat effectiveness because the power armor is damaged and the rat engineers in the expedition fleet are unable to repair it.

The battle loss ratio is close to half, but these guys have also proved their strength.

At the same time, in this landing battle, it is not just the super rat warriors of the Space Airborne Corps that were lost, but also a comet-class transport ship, 300 fleet armies, and 15 small ships. Although this loss is nothing compared to the loss of the Space Airborne Corps and the loss of power armor.

These can be quickly replenished after the industrial zone in the flagship is truly operational.

The loss was not serious. This was a great victory, which could be seen from the jubilant expressions of the rat officers in the command room.

However, Qi did not show such joy on his face. He was still so calm.

He asked the rat officer in front of him.

"Have the rat engineers set out?"

"Yes, Captain!"

Qi paused for a moment. To be honest, these natives showed a lot of highlights in this landing battle. The exaggerated explosive weapons even made Qi look sideways.

Pointing to the frozen mushroom cloud on the projection in front of him, Qi gave instructions to the officer in front of him.

"Let them complete the construction of the fortress city as soon as possible, and try to recycle the technology of these natives, especially those related to this."

"Okay, Captain!"

The rats did not reject the idea of ​​taking some useful things from the enemy's corpses for their own use. This nuclear energy technology might give the rats a surprise.

Of course, the nuclear energy technology should not be the only thing that could surprise the rats on this yellow sand planet.

Nuclear energy, advanced power transmission technology and electromagnetic weapons, virtual reality, and highly intelligent AI.

By the way, the highly intelligent AI has disappeared. The one stored in the Enkos Archives may be the last highly intelligent AI on this planet, but it was destroyed, easily destroyed by a single shot from the ratmen.

The first step of conquering this planet ended perfectly, very smoothly, without any twists and turns, but we can't relax yet. This is only the first step of conquering and colonizing this planet. There are still many troublesome things to deal with later.

However, no matter what, the war on this planet has now been determined to be a business that will not lose money.

The technology that these rats have never mastered, this planet with a suitable climate, and even these sand rats themselves, any of these can make this war a very worthwhile thing, not to mention that at this time, this yellow sand planet has all three.

Fortunately, the first target chosen by the rats after leaving the sacred passage is such a very suitable planet.

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The Rat Empire, Shenqi Star, as early as ten years ago, the terrible civil war that once swept the entire Rat Empire ended.

In the endless investment of ground troops, the Rat Empire used six planets as its base camp, and just bit by bit, almost wiped out the previous generation of rats on Shenqi Star.

At the beginning, the temple priests were still in a crazy excitement in this war. Countless ratmen died on this planet, and their bodies were piled up on the altar. Endless blood mushrooms sprouted and turned into food for their life continuation.

Until this war was pushed forward, little by little, little by little, until the Rat Empire pushed the front line to their new holy city, no matter how crazy it was, it was time to wake up.

Even if they could live longer, no matter how boundless their lives were, a very realistic problem was that they were going to die.

In desperation, they wanted to struggle, but these temple priests found that they no longer had any suitable chips in their hands.

They placed their hopes on the group of lunatics who studied flesh and blood deformation, and on the dragon of life, but how to say it, the ten-year long war not only wiped out the ratmen who were willing to be loyal to them, but also completely wiped out people's confidence in them.

When these temple priests waved the Dragon of Life and hysterically threatened the Imperial Alliance, the crazy people of the Distortion School took the initiative to defect.

This is a very normal choice. After all, they just became crazy because of studying flesh and blood distortion, but they are not stupid. Do they have any absolute and certain need to follow you, the temple priests who have no hope?

In this way, the betrayal of the Distortion School gave these temple priests the final blow. Even the deterrence in their hands was gone, so it was natural to know what the result would be.

With the public execution of the temple priests on every planet and every city in the Rat Empire in the form of live broadcast.

This chaotic rat civil war officially ended.