Almost as soon as the display screen in front of him suddenly turned black, Villagash noticed something was wrong. Many systems in the Okaro spacecraft were paralyzed and failed. People almost became deaf and blind, and could hardly receive anything from the outside world.
When receiving the message, Villagash could not understand what happened.
Electromagnetic pulse attack! Our side encountered a super powerful electromagnetic pulse attack!
How is it possible for human civilization to master electromagnetic pulse bomb technology that although it may seem backward, is so advanced compared to their technological level?!
Villagash suddenly remembered something. He remembered that when his civilization had just arrived in the Lalande 21185 galaxy and destroyed the local civilization, the electromagnetic pulse bomb attack that his civilization suffered seemed to be the same as the attack he said it had received at this moment.
Have the same characteristics...
"I heard that a fleet of civilization survivors fled to other star systems. Did they escape here? Then they were wiped out by this human civilization, and then they obtained the manufacturing technology of this kind of electromagnetic pulse bomb?"
This thought flashed through Villagash's mind.
He didn't pay much attention to this thought, but quickly thought of the next thing.
Why did our own side suffer this kind of attack when we had almost no defense, the entire spacecraft was full of open hatches, and our defense against electromagnetic pulse attacks was reduced to the lowest level and most vulnerable, when electromagnetic pulse attacks could achieve maximum results?
?
How could things... be such a coincidence?
One coincidence is a coincidence, and multiple coincidences can only be inevitable. Then...
Villagash understood everything.
The so-called level 17 civilization spaceship is simply fake! The so-called invulnerability and resistance to human civilization attacks are also fake! The so-called Star Destroyer level attack is also fake!
Fake! Fake! It’s all fake! It’s all stunts! It’s all fake!
And I, like a fool, was fooled and played around by a low-level civilization!
At this moment, Villagash was furious.
If he was not mistaken, at this moment, the fleet of human civilization that had been staying near his spaceship and claimed to be "taking back his compatriots" must have launched an attack on him!
Moreover, that attack must be the most powerful attack this backward local civilization can do!
If one's own spaceship is intact, then of course he is not afraid. But now, this damn Okaro spacecraft has been "paralyzed" and cannot even move!
Don't forget, even a bone sword can kill a modern man!
By the way, the so-called "bringing back our compatriots" is also fake. Their real purpose is just to pull out all the combat power of their own civilization without arousing their own suspicion, so that they can easily expand.
Just a follow-up attack!
One link after another! Step by step, we have fallen into the current situation!
At this moment, there were electric sparks and smoke everywhere in the Okaro spacecraft, and people shouting in terror were everywhere.
Villagash suddenly grabbed the communicator, and without hesitation selected the ship-wide broadcast mode, shouting at the top of his lungs: "Emergency! Emergency! Everyone, everyone, go and repair my spacecraft immediately! Immediately...
…”
His voice suddenly stopped because he suddenly remembered that even the ship's public address system was paralyzed at this moment.
He threw down the communicator and yelled at the stunned vice-captain and other spaceship leaders in front of him: "Why are you still standing there! Organize people to repair the spacecraft immediately! Repair the communication system and sky survey scanning system first! Quick, quick
!”
In any case, at least the communication capabilities and the ability to obtain external intelligence must be restored first.
"Ah? Yes, yes."
A group of people hurriedly agreed and rushed out in panic.
Villagash's body softened and he fell on his seat.
At this moment, the only thing he could do was pray.
Pray that the offensive methods of human civilization are not powerful enough, pray that the protection of our own spaceship is enough to withstand human attacks, and pray that humans will not occupy this spaceship before it is repaired...
At this moment, the Okaro spacecraft, the subhuman area, and the combat academy.
The students in the Combat Academy all learn security, guarding, and combat skills.
Of course, noble people will not directly undertake front-line combat missions that are extremely dangerous and may die at any time. The lowest level they undertake in the army and fleet is at the commander level. When a war breaks out, as long as they stay
The front-line troops will then be responsible for command.
Of course, things like front-line battles must be completed by secondary people.
After all, humans are just tools, and they don’t feel bad if they die.
Moreover, people are not worried that the next person will be unable to complete combat missions because they are too stupid and have too low intelligence. After all, the tasks they need to undertake are only to complete some fixed tasks according to the commander's will, such as spacecraft emergency repair, maneuvering, etc.
It's just something like attacking.
Subhumans do not need a will of their own. They are just an extension of the commander's will.
Therefore, it is extremely necessary to carry out certain combat training for secondary people. Even if the Okaro spacecraft is just an armed mining ship and not a combat spacecraft, the same is true.
Armed mining ships also need guards and supervisors to prevent sub-men from causing trouble and sabotage. If sub-men have not mastered combat skills, do noble people have to go into battle in person?
Iloben is a combat warrior in the warrior academy. Today is the day for him to learn how to repair a spacecraft. Originally, he was studying under the guidance of an old warrior teacher, but suddenly, the bright virtual
The sky became dark.
Eloben felt panic in his heart.
The old teacher's name was Wirzben - just like his own name, it ended with the word "Ben".
This is the tradition of the Moyun Litar civilization. Every sub-person must add the word "Ben" at the end of his or her name. The name shows his or her sub-person status and reminds the sub-people at all times.
Remember your identity.
"Teacher, teacher, are we..."
Eloben's throat was dry, and his eight tentacles and eight feet were yellow in color from fear.
He has a good relationship with the old subhuman teacher Wirzben. He knows that Wirzben has lived for more than a hundred years and is one of the few subhumans in the spacecraft who left the main body of civilization and followed the spacecraft to this star system.
First, compared to a person like me who was just born recently, my knowledge is much broader.
In private, he vaguely heard Wirzburn say that it seemed that this star system had been occupied by other powerful civilizations, and this mining operation might fail, and Captain Villagash might very well return empty-handed.
.
But...if the mining operation ceases to exist, then what are we going to do with so many people? Are they living in vain and wasting resources?
Although Iloben is not smart, he also knows that this possibility is almost non-existent. If there is really no mining operation, then at least 99% of the millions of people will
They will face the fate of being poisoned in a pure oxygen chamber. After that, the various useful components that make up these sub-human bodies will be decomposed and re-entered into the circulatory system of the Okaro spacecraft.
There will only be a very few people who are lucky enough to survive and take on the service industry in the spacecraft and some work in spacecraft maintenance.
Could it be that, now, I am about to face this fate?
Iloben was so frightened that not only his hands and feet turned yellow, but his whole body was shaking.
In the darkness, Wirzben looked at Iloben with sadness.
"Dear Eloben, you are still young, and there are some things you don't understand yet. When you reach my age, you will understand that being able to lose your life in a pure oxygen chamber is considered a loss for us subhumans.
It’s a better destination.”
Under fear, Iloben said in despair: "Teacher Wirzben, why is the fate of our sub-human beings so miserable? Why are we sub-human beings, not human beings?"
At this moment, Wirzben, who seemed to have lost sight of life and death and was no longer afraid of even entering the pure oxygen chamber, seemed to have seen something indescribably terrifying. He quickly pulled Iloben over.
The four tentacles on his left hand tightly covered Eloben's mouth, and his voice was even more frightened and distorted: "What nonsense are you talking about! These words will rot in your stomach, and you can't even think about it!"
Eloben was frightened and shed tears: "Yes, yes."
But Eloben did not keep these words in his stomach as Teacher Wirzburn said. Instead, this question remained deep in his heart.
Suddenly, there were rapid footsteps outside the Battle Academy, accompanied by some anxious shouts that Iloben could not understand.
That's human language. Humans can't understand it.
People are coming!
They came to arrest us and put us into the pure oxygen chamber!
I'm dying!
Eloben was stiff all over.
But no one came to catch him roughly. The person who rushed in quickly made a few operations, and the originally dark combat academy became bright again.
Iloben saw next to him, his classmates and teachers, all collapsed on the ground and trembling.
"Idiot! Don't be in a daze! Come and fly the spaceship, fight, fight!"
Fight... fight?
Not a pure oxygen chamber?
Eloben's originally rigid thinking suddenly became active.
"Go, go, go!"
Following their footsteps, Iloben and others rushed out of the Battle Academy, which was strictly prohibited from leaving in the past.
Here, Iloben saw chaos.
There are wreckage everywhere, fireworks everywhere, and people running back and forth with anxious faces.
"what's going on?"
No one answered him.
A group of people hurriedly rushed to the port where the combat spacecraft was stored. Iloben saw that many smart and knowledgeable people seemed to be repairing some equipment there.