On the periphery of the Dere II satellite, a large number of geth spacecraft are working here sleeplessly, mining from the planet Dere, and then rough processing it on huge industrial ships, and finally building a one-time air cargo warehouse to send it directly to Dere
In the industrial area on the other side of Satellite II.
With the extremely high efficiency of the Geth, the Delei II satellite has built a large number of industrial areas in the other hemisphere away from the temple. These industrial areas are like bacterial infections, taking root on the surface of the satellite and then growing rapidly.
About half of these industrial zones were built to help the protoss and produced the industrial and building materials needed by the protoss. The other half were the geth's own arsenal, a large number of individual geth infantry and battleships.
Keep walking off the production line and join the ranks surrounding the Del Rey II satellite.
But so far, this place is extremely remote, so except for a few smugglers who were caught randomly running here to avoid debts a month ago, no one else has visited. Of course, those smugglers were immediately thrown into the police station.
Sher Planet went mining.
A Protoss transport aircraft slowly lifted off from the take-off and landing platform behind the Dusk Covenant Temple, gradually accelerated, and broke away from the constraints of the planet's atmosphere and entered the universe.
The surrounding geth spacecraft that were defending completely ignored the transport plane and just let it go.
At this moment, in the temple.
The priestess stood in front of the console, looked at the image of the Protoss transport plane on the screen, shook her head slightly, and said: "They are just a few children, let them go deep into the territory of the Republic like this? This is crazy."
Tang Xiao's figure was projected in the holographic projection next to him, and he said calmly: "This is a good opportunity, isn't it? In fact, you have to understand that our fight with the Galactic Republic, and even the Galactic Empire since then,
It’s definitely not something that this generation can end.”
He looked at the priestess, "The Galactic Republic is such a behemoth and has a foundation of 25,000 years. We cannot shake this. Not only must we make ourselves stronger and fight them head-on, but we must also be patient.
Waiting for opportunities, waiting for their internal chaos... This wait may be ten or twenty years... By then, they will have grown up..."
The priestess turned her head and said nothing.
"So, they are destined to be a generation living in the flames of war. You can't protect them. The only way is to let them grow up." Tang Xiao continued.
The priestess said in a deep voice: "At least now, I can protect them."
"I have proper arrangements for Zhang Jiarui," Tang Xiao said.
"When you say 'appropriately', you mean that if the situation goes wrong, you would rather kill Zhang Jiarui, right? Even if it might happen in front of his children?" the priestess said coldly, "Only this matter,
I cannot agree with that, Darth-Masayir."
After saying that, she turned around and walked out, leaving the last words, "Zhang Xucheng, Xiao Yan and the others are my students!"
…
Capital of the Galactic Republic, Coruscant, Galactic Capitol.
"This battle on the planet Onderon is simply ridiculous! How dare you call such a massacre a victory?!" Padmé Amidala, a councilor from the planet Naboo, stood on her anti-gravity platform
He asked sharply.
"I think you don't have a full understanding of the cruelty on the battlefield, Senator Amidala. But this is not your fault, because the military aspect is not your job." Wilhuff Tarkin stood there
In front of Palpatine, he replied with a normal expression, "What I want to say is that what we are facing is a robot army. What does a robot army mean?"
Tarkin looked around and said in a loud voice: "It means fearless! It means cold-blooded! It means never stopping! They don't need to rest, eat, or dodge stray bullets! They ignore the terrain and the weather.
, ignore supplies! No need for psychological counseling or morale boosting! Their only purpose after they come off the production line is to kill and destroy until they are destroyed."
He clicked on a screen and said: "Even the B-1 combat robots that you think are cannon fodder, under certain circumstances, they are almost invincible."
I only saw on the screen a B-1 combat robot standing on the test platform, surrounded by five strong soldiers. Then the two sides began to fight hand-to-hand. However, during this hand-to-hand fight, those muscular soldiers
It is no match for this B-1 combat robot.
I only saw the B-1 combat robot punching it, and the person on the opposite side was immediately knocked several meters away. When the soldiers' fists landed on the B-1 combat robot, they actually hit an iron block. As a result,
it goes without saying.
In the end, the five soldiers were easily knocked down by the combat robot and lay on the ground unable to stand up at all.
Tarkin smiled slightly and threw away the remote control, "You see, this is our opponent. And what I need to remind you is, how many such robots have the Separatists produced? Ten billion or one hundred billion?"
He stared at Padmé and said: "So, on the planet Onderon, our soldiers faced a defense line built by such terrifying battle robots. And now, you come here to accuse them of too many casualties? What do you think about these?
Do you respect the soldiers who fought bravely and shed blood on the battlefield?"
"Such a battle will place a huge burden on the Republic's finances! We absolutely cannot direct a campaign like you, treating the lives of soldiers as a series of numbers!" Padmé Amidala said loudly, "The Republic's finances
It has already exceeded the red line! War losses, pensions for soldiers killed in battle, and recuperation for injured soldiers, such expenditures continue to accumulate, and we can't even prepare a fiscal budget for next year!"
Tarkin's tone gradually became colder, "But you also know that this is a life-and-death war, right? Senator Amidala."
"As far as I know, that's not the case!" Padmé Amidala stared fiercely at Sheev Palpatine, Mas Ameda and Wilhuff Tower standing on the central platform.
The golden trio.
"Hehehehe, okay. Senator Amidala's concerns are very reasonable and we must take them into consideration." At this time, Speaker Sheev Palpatine stood up and said with a smile, "The Battle of Onderon.
And the counterattacks we are launching on multiple fronts now also show that in the face of the cold-blooded and ruthless robot troops of the Separatists, only clone soldiers are the best choice. Here, I express my gratitude to the late Jedi Order
Master Seve Dias, I would like to express my sincere gratitude. It is his efforts that have created a clone army that can compete with robots..."