Chapter 1189: Full of Martial Virtue 10

"Tactical deterrence!"

Lt. Gen. Turven himself had never thought that there would be an uncivilized force that would do this to him.

But in fact, he did it, and so far, it has been very successful.

So now the choice is once again on his side, to follow or not.

If he follows, it means a formal war, not only a full-scale attack on one person, but also on the planet of Alpha Narcissus.

Admittedly, judging from the opponent's current strength, it may not be possible to defeat it.

But he can afford to follow. Not to mention starting a real civilization-level war, even if he only starts the "first-level defense" of the third star, he can enter the "unlimited violent soldier mode". This kind of "violent soldier" can not only mass-produce weapons, but also mass-produce "officers". In the real war mode, the first to be abandoned is always ethics.

But the same thing, what if you lose?

The "violent soldier" of the third star was called, but it failed to suppress the opponent, or it took more than a dozen or even dozens of planetary years to wipe it out.

This is undoubtedly a huge blow to the reputation of the Galen Republic.

The Galen people would rather destroy this resource planet than do this.

And if they really do this, his military career will be over.

But if they really retreat, wouldn't it be the opponent's calculation!

After so many years of military career, he has long been trained to be calm in the face of praise and criticism, and is called a Confucian general in the circle, but this is the first time that he suppressed a feeling of anger.

As for the military staff behind him, they are still discussing at the tactical level, for example, to ambush again, mobilize more civilized weapons, or to surround and attack the reinforcements, directly attack the Alpha Narcissus, force the opponent to return to the reinforcements, or mobilize more ordnance engineers to develop devices to counter the opponent's capabilities.

However, the holographic screen suddenly made a "sizzling" sound and began to distort, like rippling lake water, one wave higher than the other.

"Is there a problem with the space anchor!?"

"No, there is an enemy breaking in!"

"Start the void transfer!"

In a transparent device similar to the brain, strange data and fluctuations began to merge, and the Galen number jumped out, and the countdown began.

However, the next moment, the small red dot on the screen began to expand, and a strange and thick palm tore open the virtual screen and crushed the "void brain".

Then, the scarlet eyeballs slowly appeared along the torn gap, and a terrifying pressure directly cracked the surrounding space, revealing the existence outside the space, which was boundless darkness, as if it did not exist on the battlefield.

"I was wondering where your base camp was. I searched for a long time and found that it was in other spatial dimensions. This is the technology of the void dwellers. When did you cooperate so closely?"

More than a dozen metal executors changed their faces, and without saying a word, they directly entered the third-order carbon-based mode, and then rammed into each other like energy cannons.

What greeted them was the burning stars and the black annihilation, which were almost perfectly integrated together.

These elite executors were immediately wiped out under this level of attack, and a large number of military staff and backyard personnel began to melt in the places where the aftermath swept.

Turven endured the pain of his body melting, stared at the other party, and said word by word:

"Do you really want to start a civilization war?"

"You started the war, but I will decide whether it ends or not."

"Yes, yes, kill every rebel, those who resist must be killed, and those who don't resist must be killed even more, kill them to make them resist for survival, and then continue to suppress them until the last intelligent species dies, and the conquest will truly end!"

The boots on his feet began to speak nonsense again.

Lieutenant General Turven remained silent, and melted into a pool of metal in the high temperature bit by bit.

"It turned out to be just a clone," said Senior Engineer regretfully.

I thought I could catch a big one on the battlefield, but I didn't expect it to be a clone.

"Strange."

Horus's combat boots spit out a tongue from the boot mouth and rolled it in the pile of metal liquid, and became puzzled.

"I clearly smell the smell of genes on it, why is there a strong smell of rust, ugh ugh ugh~"

"The metal content in the body of the Garen people is extremely high. It is said that in the past, newborns could reach more than 50%. Although I don't know if they have reduced it in recent years, there is no doubt that they have developed a technology to create a 'metal clone'."

"Interesting technology, is this genetic technology or mechanical technology?" Boots seemed very interested.

"Hehe, no matter which one it was before, now it is revolutionary technology!"

"Huh?"

"You can come out."

The next moment, a strange light emerged from Gao Gong's facial features, and the light seemed to be the light of wisdom generated by the movement of countless mechanical life.

This light fell on the pool of metal liquid on the ground. As the liquid slowly moved, a Lieutenant General Turven was slowly generated.

...

On the other side, 100 light years away, in the real command center, Lieutenant General Turven suddenly covered his head, and his gold skin seemed to be smoking. Various medical robots immediately pounced on him and stopped the other party's injuries for a long time.

"Discovered? Strange, according to those void dwellers, this level of small void can only be analyzed by the same space civilization."

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Lieutenant General Turven picked up his dropped glasses and put them on.

He knew that it was time to make a choice.

"Withdraw."

He was silent for a while and then spoke.

The military personnel in the rear paused for a moment, and then did it immediately without saying anything.

As a military civilization, military orders are the first, but that pause is enough to explain everything.

The reputation has been hit!

Turven smiled bitterly in his heart. After this battle, he didn't know how high the opponent's reputation in the nearby star field would rise!

Forcing back the civilization army, this kind of thing has not happened in the Robert galaxy for many years.

Unbelievable!

It's a pity that he stepped on himself to get to the top.

However, this battle is not over yet! !

Turven silently issued a highest encrypted command.

This is just the beginning.

The next war will not be just this level.

Since the opponent can come up with endless means, it is also a good choice to directly wipe out the entire planet.

And before that, we should also restrict the other party a little to prevent the other party from pointing out any Zenith star technology.

"Did that void node self-destruct?"

He asked the super war intelligence beside him. It was an expressionless Galen, but its computing power was not much worse than that of the planetary computer.

Although his confidential level memory did not exist in the clone, and it self-destructed in a high temperature and high destruction way, the mature and steady Turven still wanted to confirm it.

The super artificial intelligence nodded, the data fluctuated in his eyes, and directly projected the picture of the self-destruction of that space node.

"It would be great if I could blow the other party to death," Turven said to himself, but then shook his head and thought self-deprecatingly, when did he pin his hopes for military victory on illusory luck.

On the periphery of the Alpha Narcissus, the void gate suddenly opened, and two nearly transparent void dwellers came out, looking at the battlefield in the distance and shook their heads.

When, with the temper of that group of humanoid metal rocks, would they actually ask for help in a good mood?

I've never seen this before!