"Your Majesty! But why don't we consider the possibility of avoiding war?" Des asked anxiously.
It's not that he doesn't support the military's counterattack, he just thinks that before making complete preparations, the situation should be eased to buy some time.
This was an opinion he had expressed to Chris on the phone before, and Chris told him to discuss his opinion in the meeting.
Moreover, after Chris said this, he also expressed his opinion: he would support the military, and the reasons are very good.
So Chris spoke directly at this moment and expressed his thoughts: "This really needs to be considered, but I agree more with Wageron's statement. Even if we want to talk to the other party, we must win the battle before talking!
Now that we have suffered a loss, the negotiation itself has become less powerful, right?"
"Of course, we also need to be prepared! Winning is good, but losing is another matter." Chris continued.
What he is thinking about now is the spike that highly overlaps with the scars on the Fengling 004 spacecraft. He is almost certain that the thing that severely damaged the Fengling 004 escape spaceship is the thing that invaded the Ailan Hill Empire in front of him.
!
Since this thing was not very friendly when it appeared twice, Chris has already determined that this thing is a hostile existence!
Men are all very angry, let alone the emperor of an empire. His empire was invaded by a foreign enemy, and if all he could think about was suing for peace, he would be really stupid.
On the planet Higgs 5, a puppet robot struggled to sit up and reached out to grab the assault rifle in the dirt next to it.
One foot stepped on its chest, trampling it back into the soil. At the same time, one hand grabbed the puppet's raised arm and tore off the entire arm with one force.
In the distance, there are collapsed houses and smoke rising from the explosion.
"This is the territory of the Elanthir Empire! You have invaded our territory! Warning..." The puppet that fell on the ground was still mechanically repeating a feeble warning sound with its sounder.
The sweeper who stepped on it stuffed the puppet's arm into his mouth, feasting on it as if he were swallowing some delicacy.
Just behind this sweeper, another sweeper was hunched over and lying on the ground, with clusters of white eggs squeezed out from his split abdomen.
"This place has almost been cleared, and we can go to the next target location." Sitting on a stone, a sweeper twisted the fine gravel with his fingers, as if he were a parent checking homework.
Where it sat, its original appearance could no longer be seen. It was supposed to be a house, but now it had been chewed up completely by a group of sweepers.
In other words, this place has returned to its original appearance, barren and barren, with nothing existing, just the original appearance of what this planet should be.
"Another team of sweepers is besieging and transforming the magic plants here! The opponent's most powerful force is there to block our progress..." Another sweeper came over and reported to the sweeper who looked like a leader sitting on the ground.
road.
Throwing away the gravel twisted between his fingers and slapping it twice with both hands, the cleaner who seemed to be the leader stood up and said, "Let's go and help!"
When it stood up, it looked at the open space behind it. On its extremely ugly face, the mouth that looked like an insect's mouthparts twisted twice: "These disgusting viruses, even death, will pollute this sacred world!"
"
Wherever it could see, there was soil stained red with blood. It was once filled with corpses, but now there are almost no traces.
Except for the blood seeping into the soil, there are no broken limbs or bones. There will be almost nothing left behind wherever the sweepers pass.
"In such a long time, these dirty viruses have not even made any progress. They are still using such backward weapons..." He pinched a bullet with two fingers and shook it in front of his eyes. This cleaning
The reporter said contemptuously.
After saying that, he threw the bullet into his mouth, as if it were a piece of chewing gum.
"The ratio of the charge is almost perfect. It seems that they have used their brains a little bit." As if he tasted something from the bullet, he commented while chewing it.
After saying that, he seemed to think of those puppet robots that use magic to operate. The chewing mouth paused for a moment, and then it swallowed the bullets that had been broken into pieces in its mouth into its stomach.
"Well, at least their destructiveness has been greatly improved. They have actually learned to use the energy in the universe..." It walked thoughtfully: "This gives us more reason to clear them out.
."
"Please! I have a child! He is only three years old! Don't kill me! Please! Don't kill me!" Not far away, a worker responsible for maintaining equipment was grabbed by a cleaner by his hair.
The hiding house.
He cried bitterly and begged loudly for mercy, but no one responded to his shouts, as if these sweepers could not understand the meaning of his shouts at all.
"Please! Don't kill me! I'm just a civilian repairing equipment!" After someone pulled his hair and pulled him to the open space, the skilled worker raised his hands and begged for mercy.
"They are still the same as before, as timid as mice, with no awareness of being a virus." Looking at the human begging for mercy, the sweeper continued to comment.
When it was speaking, the neck of the human begging for mercy had been broken. His neck was bent into a strange shape, and his face was hanging down behind him. If the worker was still alive, he could see a
What does it look like?
Seeing his companion die like this, the engineer hiding in a house opened the door and walked out.
He knew that he could not hide for long, because sooner or later, the place where he was would be eaten away by these terrible things.
So he decided to come forward and reason with these damn monsters. This might be their only chance to survive, and it was also his last chance.
"I heard what you said to each other. You also use the Chinese divine language, so you can understand what I say!" The engineer walked up to a few sweepers and said as calmly as possible: "We are civilians! We don't have
Weapons! We ask you to treat the prisoners well. This is a humanitarian norm that both warring parties should abide by!"
Maybe he didn't even notice it himself. Even though he tried his best to stay calm, there was still an obvious tremor in his voice when he spoke.
"I think you are mistaken! We are cleaning up garbage, not waging a war..." A sweeper spoke and replied in an unpleasant voice.
Following his answer, the engineer who came out let out a scream of pain. His body was torn to pieces by several sweepers who swarmed him.
