1695 Familiar 1 Cut, Behind the Eyes
The latest website: In the vast universe, a slender and graceful battleship is galloping forward rapidly.
Its thrusters are shooting out a dazzling light, like a meteor, cutting through the dark universe.
There are beautiful stars in the distance, and a star is burning fiercely nearby. And the huge hull of this gray-white battleship looked so small against the stars.
The broadside of this battleship is an eleven-digit number, and the white numbers extend all the way back from the broadside of the battleship's bow.
And the bow of this warship is a huge golden eagle with wings, and under the eagle's sharp claws is a black hole.
It's a heavy cannon that can destroy planets. It can heat the core of the earth and make the mantle boil. It's a very scary super weapon.
Inside the brightly lit bridge, countless screens displayed various data, and a clone with a QR code on his forehead tapped a series of commands in front of the console.
"Turn on the information collection module! The sensors are activated!" A crew member with glasses pressed the button and reported loudly.
The first officer stood in his position with his hands behind his back, his chin held high, and temporarily presided over the work: "Course 856, speed sub-light... Correct the stellar gravity... Pay attention to orbit changes!"
"The right attitude engine has entered the automatic standby mode! The attitude engines 3 and 7 have just been fired." A robot controlled the attitude engine and made a series of corrections to the gravity.
"Release the beacon! The nearby star map drawing work will be handed over to the steel tooth No. 131 behind. Let's maintain our speed!" The adjutant continued to give orders.
"Beacon No. 11 is released from the left dock! Beacon No. 12 is released from the right dock!" Another robot responded immediately.
On both sides of the fast-moving battleship, where protected by the illuminated magic circle, two giant devices with a volume comparable to a cruise ship were thrown out of the hatch.
After leaving the battleship, the two devices began to transmit signals, scanning the entire nearby space, and sending encrypted signals in specific directions.
"The unmanned reconnaissance spacecraft 98883768223 sent back a detection signal! It seems to have found a Class A planet..."
"Natural habitable planet?" The adjutant was stunned for a moment, then bent down slightly and grabbed the phone on the console next to him: "Sir! The unmanned reconnaissance spacecraft has feedback, it may be a Class A planet... Okay,
I see. "
"The captain will arrive at the bridge in 5 minutes!" After hanging up the phone, he raised his head and reminded everyone in a loud voice, "Until the captain arrives, maintain the original order."
"As ordered! Sir!" Everyone responded loudly.
"This is the 318th day that the battleship Samsara arrived in the new universe... We have dropped the seeds of the tree of life on 17 planets. The magical energy here is quite thin, so the progress of the planetary improvement plan is very general."
"We haven't found any planets with signs of life here, so we can only think of this newly discovered universe as an energy-harvesting base."
"The engineering spacecraft will release Dyson clouds around more than 200 known stars, and the concentrated energy will be used to develop other galaxies."
"I hope everything goes well, at least we don't have to fight a brutal war with the local aborigines like the previous universe."
After closing the electronic diary, the navigator picked up the bitter tea in his hand, and boredly looked at the sea of stars and stars outside the window.
It is now 310 years of Alan Hill, and with the continuous development of new worlds, the entire empire is now a behemoth spanning 21 universes.
With successive successes, the entire empire is prospering, and the national strength can be described by the word horror.
So many universes have provided the Alan Hill Empire with enormous resources, and the expansion has allowed the Alan Hill Empire to verify countless new technologies.
In the past three hundred years, the entire empire has also experienced two tragic foreign wars, and the direct loss of personnel is tens of billions. Countless supplies were consumed in these wars, and the effects of the wars have not yet been completely eliminated.
"Om... 呲..." The hydraulic door released gas, then opened to both sides, and a middle-aged man walked into the bridge command room.
The adjutant immediately saluted and sang loudly: "Stand at attention!"
Everyone stood up and saluted the man who walked in.
The man returned a military salute, and then said, "Complete the salute! Continue to work!"
After hearing the order, all the talents sat back to their positions and continued the work just now.
"How's it going?" The man walked to his seat, sat down calmly, glanced at the adjutant beside him, and asked.
The adjutant immediately replied: "I just confirmed it. The unmanned reconnaissance spacecraft No. 98883768223 sent a message saying that a Class A planet was discovered."
"This is really good news." The captain smiled: "Is there a life reaction?"
"It hasn't been confirmed yet! Sir!" The adjutant replied immediately: "Because the distance is too far, there is no further news for the time being. It is expected that the second reply will arrive in 15 minutes."
"That's really a long distance." The captain sighed with emotion, and then casually ordered: "Help me get a cup of bitter tea, as usual, thank you."
"Okay!" The adjutant turned around immediately and went to arrange the captain's drink.
"Send a signal to Gang Ya 131 and Barney 193 and other ships behind him... Say I'm going to go to the space where the unmanned reconnaissance spacecraft No. 98883768223 is located to confirm." The captain continued while waiting for his bitter tea. ordered.
Because there are so many battleships, a series of problems arose when naming battleships.
It is obviously impossible to have more than a billion nouns in the existing vocabulary, so in the end it can only be marked with numbers.
However, due to the issue of feelings, each battleship still has its own name, and most of the battleships built in the future can only add a number to the name of their choice.
At the beginning, the number was still very small, but it turned out to be more and more, and the name of a battleship has more than 100 duplicate names...
Then he leaned back on his chair: "Let the Steel Teeth 131 continue to work, and let the great Victory 98 keep up to fill our ship's position."
"As ordered! Sir!" The signal soldier replied immediately.
"Your tea!" The adjutant came back, holding a teacup, still steaming slightly.
"Thank you!" The captain took the teacup, said thanks, and then continued to look at the star map that was not very detailed on the screen.
"The leap engine charging is ready and can be started at any time." The officer in charge of the engine said in a report.
Although most of the star fields are still unexplored unknown areas, there are places where unmanned reconnaissance spaceships pass, and the basic safety of the transition can still be guaranteed.
"When calculating the communication gap! Immediately jump after receiving the signal." The captain ordered: "Send the log to the flagship of the St. Mahir!"
"Yes! Sir!" The bridge began to get busy, and everyone was preparing for the transition.
"The second contact of the unmanned reconnaissance spacecraft No. 98883768223 has returned... It seems... to have found signs of life!" After confirming it, the adjutant reported the news just obtained to the captain with excitement.
"The jump begins!" The captain gave the order for the jump, and then looked at the adjutant: "Very good! At least, this trip won't be so boring!"
More than an hour later, in the ruling hall of the Empire of Ailan Sirius, the attendant walked meticulously and handed a telegram to the chief attendant.
The chief attendant looked down at the contents, nodded and walked into the hall behind him with the telegram.
The solemn hall is flanked by sculptures dozens of meters high. These solemn statues are the great men who built this empire.
"Lord Prime Minister! Your Highness!" Handing the telegram in his hand to a young man with pointed ears, the head of the valet immediately bowed and stepped back.
The young man known as His Royal Highness glanced at the content of the telegram and smiled at the Prime Minister beside him: "Mr. Des, it seems that the newly connected Universe 21 has life."
"Oh?" The robot sitting beside the young man stretched out his white jade-like arm, took the telegram from the young man's hand, looked at it, and said, "I hope there will not be another outbreak of the 19th universe. war……"
"The Empire has never been afraid of war! This is what the father often talks about." His Royal Highness, the eldest son, who is less than 300 years old this year, said with a smile.
As an immortal species, His Royal Highness the eldest son is still a young man, but the young man Des died a hundred years ago because he couldn't practice magic.
Now, he has been transformed into a puppet robot by soul, and has been working as the Prime Minister of the Empire.
However, under him, including Alves, the empire already has seventeen prime ministers - after all, managing a huge empire with 21 universes is not an easy task.
"There are hundreds of disaster-stricken planets every day, and tens of billions of people die of old age, sickness and death every minute..." Des said with emotion: "Your Highness, managing such a huge empire, you can't let your heart become indifferent! Think of life as a number, and you'll lose yourself in the lure of power."
"Teacher, you are right, I will reflect on it often." The eldest son nodded, and then asked Des's opinion: "Let Van Kefael go or let Falae go? Since there are aboriginal people in Universe 21, we must not The possibility of a new war is not considered."
"Reinforcements must be sent out. Now our troops are scattered in 21 universes, and there are only a few that can be mobilized." Des, who has been transformed into a robot for more than 100 years, said: "Go to the demons. Is the killing too heavy?"
Hearing Des's voice, the eldest son smiled and said: "Then... let's let Marshal Prunac go. He and Maher are old partners, the two swords of the Empire, hahaha. "
Even though three hundred years have passed, the status of human beings within the Alan Hill Empire is still the most respected. His Majesty the Emperor, Chris, is still there for a day, and this position cannot be shaken by half a day.
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"Unmanned reconnaissance spacecraft No. 98883768223 has found thermal energy on the surface of this planet! It is presumed to be a weapon!" The adjutant just arrived at the bridge of the battleship Alan Hill Sacred Sword 402 in the star field where the unmanned reconnaissance spacecraft No. 98883768223 is located. Report to Captain's Exchange.
"They're attacking our reconnaissance ship?" The captain frowned upon hearing the report, clasping his hands together.
To be honest, after serving in the Elanhir Empire fleet for so long, he already knew what this kind of behavior meant - war!
"No, it seems that they are engaged in a war on the ground. The civilization on this planet does not have any outer orbital weapons, so it is impossible to threaten the unmanned reconnaissance spacecraft No. 98883768223." The adjutant explained.
"A backward civilization?" The captain raised his eyebrows.
"Yes, a backward civilization without even satellites." The adjutant said, "There is no threat."
"Send an unmanned reconnaissance aircraft! Come and investigate! Confirm the state of civilization here and prepare for the landing." The captain ordered casually.
Since the other party's civilization level is too low, there is nothing to be nervous about. The possibility of a war breaking out is almost zero, and even if it does, it can’t be called a war, it’s just a massacre.
"Do you need us to take action?" The communication channel was opened, and an unpleasant voice rang.
"We have taken over here, the warship of the watchers, please leave immediately!" The adjutant scolded displeasedly.
"..." After a short silence, the unpleasant voice came from the other side: "As you ordered, as you wish."
At this moment, a panoramic image of the planet not far away appeared on the monitor, and an azure planet appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
If Chris was standing here at this moment, he would have recognized the planet in front of him at a glance!
That was the coastline he was familiar with, very, very familiar coastline! As long as he glanced at it, he could mark the coastlines of many familiar big cities in his mind!
For so many years, he has been dreaming about the place he has been missing! A place called Huaxia!
"The drone has entered the atmosphere! According to data analysis, the gas composition is exactly the same as the air... It's exactly the same as our Alan Sirius!" The pilot who controlled the reconnaissance aircraft shouted in surprise: "Turn on the visible light. Stealth! Eliminate the heat signal! The height is 20,000 meters! The signal is normal! The collector is on, and they are using a lot of radio signals... The data transmission begins, and the classification and analysis are handed over to the computer!
Inside the bridge, everyone looked up at the monitors that displayed various pictures. When the swarm was released, various pictures began to light up on the sub-displays one by one.
"My God..." The captain raised his head, looked at one of the pictures, and exclaimed subconsciously.
In that picture, an ME-109 fighter jet that had long been lying in the Imperial Museum of Ireland was constantly fighting with the P-51 fighter jet that was also lying in the Royal Museum.
"Guess what I heard?" Another sergeant who pressed his earphone widened his eyes and looked at his superior: "I heard the same language as us!"
"...What are you kidding?" The officer froze for a moment, then asked incredulously, "What are they talking about?"
"Someone is attacking them! Some enemies who speak an incomprehensible language are attacking these people who speak the language of God!" said the non-commissioned officer.
"Let the electromagnetic gun prepare!" Hearing his words, the captain commanded coldly: "Notify the interstellar paratroopers! Let them start landing!"
Hill put on the mask on his face and looked at his good friend Sun Rui: "Okay! It's time for us to play! Turn on the stealth system and prepare to leave the re-entry cabin!"
In the small space, one after another, the interstellar paratroopers gradually disappeared amid the flashing red lights in the bumpy reentry capsule.
"Long live my emperor!"
"Long live Alan Hill!"
In the communication channel, there was a high-pitched shout.
...
On the ground, a military sergeant with a sanitary hood hurriedly walked behind the officer with a samurai sword on his waist: "Sir Takeda... There was a sudden strong interference in the radio, and I couldn't receive anything..."
"Bagga!" The leader Takeda scolded angrily, but suddenly saw that in the sky behind them, burning objects fell into the atmosphere one by one.
"Nani?" He frowned and pressed the command knife. For some reason, he felt a pair of eyes staring at him behind him.
On his back neckline, a mechanical scout bee smaller than dandruff was shaking the sensor on his head, like an elf.
Behind the collars of everyone present, if you look closely, there is such a elf vibrating its wings.
Inside the battleship bridge in far-earth orbit, the non-commissioned officer in charge of manipulating the unmanned reconnaissance aircraft looked at his superior: "Sir! The swarm is already in place, and the self-destruction system can be activated at any time."