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Chapter 778 January Period

778,January issue

"Lord Death Angel, this is..." In the outer space of the planet Terminus, on the hangar platform of the fourth civilization's flagship Northland Cole-class battlecruiser, Admiral Matt Horner looked at it in stunned silence.

Looking at this terrifying monster in front of me.

This 3-meter-tall monster has extremely muscular body, but its head is very small, only slightly larger than an ordinary person. It wears heavy armor connected by iron chains, and its eyes under the helmet emit black light.

"The Indoctrinator, a new... toy." Darth Malthael said, "Send it to the planet Terminus. It will help you kill those clone soldiers. Of course, if there are Jedi

It would be better if the samurai are inside...hehehehe..."

"I believe this will be a huge boost to our army." Matt Horner nodded and said, "But I'm afraid we still need to wait three days before launching the next offensive."

He felt that the breath around Darth Malthael suddenly became cold, and he quickly explained: "After we broke through the Republic's defense line on the Keeling Wasteland, both the medicine and ammunition of the frontline troops reached their limit, and

In the recent space battles, the attrition of our fleet has also been very serious. We now have two biggest constraints..."

Matt Horner shook his head in distress. He wanted to say that it would be better if the Plague could participate in this battle. But things couldn't be calculated that way, because the Plague was on the planet Cato Neimoidia.

It also achieved brilliant results, and at the same time it also truly reversed the attitude of the Trade Alliance.

Compared with the alliance with the Trade Federation, the gains and losses of the planet Terminus can only be ranked at the back.

He took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "First, the throughput of Manfa's spaceport has reached its limit, and the engineering force is constantly expanding. However, the swampy terrain and harsh environment of this planet make the project very difficult - because we

It is difficult to mine metal ores on the planet, so many materials can only be transported from other galaxies. Second... hyperspace channels... The team of scientists has tried their best to calculate every stability of the channel between Manfar and Terminus.

The cycle has gone through, but it still cannot meet the needs of the war."

"I only care about when the planet Terminus will be captured." Darth Malthael said coldly.

"If we judge based on the current situation, I'm afraid we will need at least three months..." Matt Horner said.

"I still have one month of patience. Remember, the planet Terminus will be captured within one month!" Darth Malthael was in a very bad mood. After he finished speaking, he turned around and left,

I left the Instructor here.

Matt Horner looked at the Red Comet taking off and frowned. He thought for a moment and turned back to the combat headquarters on the bridge.

"General, our simulation report on the use of T-virus weapons in Fermos City has ended. Do you want to see the results?" A combat staff officer came over and said.

"Let's just talk about the results." Matt Horner said.

"The result is that it is not feasible. The zombies produced by the spread of the virus pose a limited threat to the clone army, and after being used in the last battle of Christopher Sith, they must be prepared. In addition, the Incholi Avenger 101 is still

Unable to use weapons, as an alternative, we mounted automatic laser guns on their backs, but the firepower is still unable to compete head-on with the clone army, and we can only carry out surprise attacks." The combat staff said, "This is only one aspect, the spread of the virus.

There are also huge problems. You know, the T virus is a contact infection and cannot be transmitted through the air."

As he spoke, he began to call up various simulation data, "However, the combat effectiveness of the Licker in the street fighting environment has met our needs, so we still need to use a combination of the Licker, Inchori Avengers and infected zombies.

To create a threat. But there is a prerequisite - that is, our frontal troops must put enough pressure on the clone army."

"If this is the case, we will definitely not be able to achieve the combat goal within a month." Matt Horner looked solemn.

"One month?! Is this...what does the Supreme Command mean?" the combat staff officer asked carefully.

Matt Horner nodded and said: "You continue to carry out simulation calculations and discussions, and try your best to calculate combat situations under various extreme situations. We only have one month! If we wait until General Grievous is in Bosavi,

When the battle on the planet is over, reinforcements from the Republic will continue to arrive. At that time, what awaits us is only a humiliating defeat!"

"...Yes!" The combat staff officer was a little reluctant, but he also understood the seriousness of the matter. He immediately stood at attention, saluted, and turned around to go to the staff office.

Matt Horner locked himself in the office for more than an hour. He finally made up his mind and connected to a communication.

A woman with pink hair and a mechanical prosthetic eye appeared in the holographic projection, Mira Han.

"Hey~~~Xiao Ma, you are finally willing to take the initiative to contact me..." She said, her face suddenly changed, and she shouted rudely to another communication channel next to her: "Ask the Second Squadron to rush up to me.

!!Kill me all the convoys of the Besadi family!! I’m in a good mood today, and I don’t want a penny for what I grabbed!!”

"Are you... robbing someone?" Matt Horner asked tentatively.

"Ha! It's so lively here in Hutt space right now! I guess there will be a fight on Tatooine soon, hahahaha!" Mira Han laughed heartily, and then she realized, "Ah, that's right.

, Xiaoma, you came to me to propose to me?"

Matt Horner's face darkened and he quickly said: "No, I encountered some difficulties... and you know I can't find anyone to discuss it with..."

"The staff you brag about every day live on shit?" Mira Han scolded.

"No... they usually don't eat shit... Ah, I mean, maybe the military personnel's perspective on things is different from yours, so I think I need something different." Matt Howe

As soon as Na met Mira Han, he was not very good at talking, "You know, Lord Death Angel wants me to capture the planet Terminus within one month."

As soon as she heard the name Death Angel, even Mira Han's expression changed. She spat secretly and her expression became much more serious, "Then you might as well run away, if you want to know what you can get from my underground world.

According to the news, there are not many things on Planet Terminus that are beneficial to Planet Dawn.”

"I know. But I won't run away. It's my duty." Matt Horner puffed up his chest and said.

Mira Han thought for a while and said: "There is no way..."

She hesitated for a moment, then continued: "Ask the Hutts for help."




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