Chapter 111 Variables "Great Lord Mohexing, it's not that we are incompetent, but those damn Sol people, they shamelessly attacked us."
The defeated fleet commander secretly looked at Mohexing, lying on the cold deck beg for mercy.
The leader of his own race looked at him with murderous intent and roared: "Out of four billion advanced warships, only your flagship has come back.
Why don't you die there together?"
Mo Hexing laughed sinisterly: "The Sol people sneak attacked you.
They can sneak attack you.
According to our plan, it should be you who sneak attack them.
It's right.
The Sol people should be busy gathering fleets to deal with us now.
How could they be so...
A scattered fleet appeared in that dimension and just happened to defeat you."
The man lying on the ground trembled all over and stammered: "They are preparing to join the main force.
They have about 20 billion battleships and three battle stars.
We are no match."
He There was a rare drop of some liquid on his forehead.
He thought for a moment, and probably wouldn't use the move he was most afraid of.
After all, he was the best commander in the clan.
Mo Hexing and the leader looked at each other.
Mo Hexing symbolically asked him, and the guy nodded sinisterly, with a murderous look in his four big eyes.
With a slight movement of Mo Hexing's head, several Mo Luo warriors rushed forward.
A mind reader was put on the head of the unlucky commander and began to extract his memory forcibly.
Scenes of the battle with the Earth Federation's army were clearly projected.
Mo Hexing rubbed his palms and said thoughtfully: "They have thirteen large battle stars, which is a bit troublesome.
If thirteen battle stars are defended with all their strength, there is no battleship worth about 100 billion, which is impossible.
Move them...
Or, we can use thirteen battle stars to deal with them."
Several leaders of the alliance shook their heads.
The leader with a particularly slender body twisted his more than ten meters long waist and said softly: "That's not possible.
We only have less than 10,000 similar battle stars in total.
Each one has less than 10,000 similar battle stars."
Each one is an indispensable middle force in the offensive system.
I'm afraid that if one is missing, there will be loopholes in that direction of attack.
Also, looking at the memory in this guy's head, those thirteen battle stars are the most powerful war fortress level of the Sol people, and we may not have them yet.
How can we possibly deal with such a powerful battle star?"
A guy covered under the siliceous rock said dullly: "Damn the Sol people, they actually have so many incredible weapons.
These battle stars are too difficult to deal with.
We can't waste our combat power needlessly, but It’s just a small Earth Federation, we don’t have to kill them.”
Mo Hexing frowned and picked up the commander whose brain waves were forcibly extracted.
Now he has turned into an idiot commander.
He said a little distressed: "We didn't take the battle star as a thing before, but now it seems, Ordinary large battleships really can't do anything to him.
How many such battle stars do the Sol people have?"
All the leaders present looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly.
After fighting for so long, wherever the main fleet of the Sol people appeared, everything in that place was destroyed.
No one knew how many such war fortresses they had.
Even the Moluo fleet had never had a direct conflict with those war fortresses.
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Under such a powerful offensive that destroyed the entire space, ordinary warships had no chance to attack.
Mo Hexing laughed ferociously: "No matter so much, since you can't think of a way, there is no need to think about it.
Let the earth go first.
In order to deal with the Sol people's battle stars, we must formulate a strategy...
Let's destroy them blindly.
The space dimension is unrealistic.
The Sol people are more technologically advanced than us.
They can slip away from the collapsed dimension at any time.
In order to achieve the goal of completely annihilating them, we formally issued a strategy to them and required the fleets of both sides to collide head-on. " A leader who was full of demonic aura and was probably a woman laughed: "If you don't use destructive weapons in a head-on collision, then you Moro people should be the vanguard.
We don't want to fight head-on with the artillery fire of the Sol people."
Mo Hexing glared at him fiercely, waved the big stick in his hand in a demonstrative manner, and said viciously: "We don't destroy a space, but we can destroy a galaxy.
When the time comes, we will fully launch the stellar-level destruction device.
As long as our fleets are in contact, he There is no way we can escape...
We need to come up with a perfect battle plan."
He scratched his head in distress.
The perfect battle plan is really a painful choice for the Moruo people.
They are always used to being direct.
To destroy everything, there is never any need for strategy.
The other leaders also started thinking, thinking and thinking, their heads were about to explode, but they couldn't find any good solution.
They suddenly discovered an important problem.
They aggressively gathered a fleet of tens of trillions and wanted to fight the Sol people, but in fact they were still trying to draw water from a bamboo basket.
Just look at now, the Sol people are constantly retreating, constantly retreating, there is no resistance at all along the road, they can't find a chance to annihilate even a patrol unit of the Sol people.
Maybe, as the Moluo people said, a perfect battle plan is needed before the Sol people can start direct contact with the Moluo people's fleet, instead of the two sides trying their best to massacre each other's tribesmen like before.
So, while this group of alien leaders were desperately using their brains, the Sol people found out very strangely that the huge fleet of the Moro people stopped on the spot.
They stopped moving, and just docked in Sol in a dark way.
In people's traditional territory, I don't know what they are thinking.
Of course, such news is absolutely a good thing for the Sol people.
Their fleet is almost assembled.
As soon as the time comes, they can launch a devastating attack on the Moluo camp.
"In one second, in just one second, we can destroy all their fleets."
Several speakers of the Thor Supreme Council swore to their great god.
Their ultimate weapon of destruction, the monster formed in the shape of a circle and firmly connected by hundreds of thousands of battle stars, has been successfully completed.
The destructive beam emitted from the center of this monster can destroy tens of thousands of dimensions at once.
The beam of light that Long Feng encountered on his way back to Earth from the Alliance last time was just a small test of a war machine composed of hundreds of battle stars.
After a delay of about ten days, the Moluo people's challenge for a final decisive battle between the two fleets at the level of conventional warfare was impressively delivered to the Supreme Council of the Sol people by more than a dozen of their leaders.
The people of Sol were stunned, and so were their gods.
With tens of trillions of warships and a fleet of this magnitude, it would take at least tens of thousands of years to fight with conventional means.
However, look at the arrogance on the faces of the enemy leaders who sent the letter of challenge.
The Er people agreed to their request.
Immediately, the entire fleet of the Moruo people dispersed.
Forty trillion warships were densely packed in thousands of dimensional spaces and arranged their own formations.
That clearly meant: " We are ready and waiting for you to come.”
The Sol people hesitated and asked for a month of preparation time, and the Moro people readily agreed.
Thus, unconsciously, the Earth Federation got another month of breathing space.
Because no matter who wins, it will not be of any benefit to the earth.
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If the Moluo people win, then the earth will definitely face catastrophe.
If the Sol people win, then, if, if, Longfeng and the others' attack on Gaha and the others are leaked, the people on earth will not have a good life. . . .
What's more, the people on Earth don't want to have a good relationship with the Sol people. a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss450 9291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss 4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a21 5ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291 In the bar where the Prime Minister of the Empire was drinking, the Prime Minister of the Empire was trembling slightly.
He smiled and said to the lady: "Your song...well, who made it?"
The lady said a little strangely: "Everyone on earth knows this.
It was written by Yue Fei in ancient China...
He was the most famous general at that time.
Unfortunately, he was killed by the emperor at that time."
This young lady readily poured out all the information she knew about Yue Fei.
The Prime Minister closed his eyes and whispered: "I also know this song.
This song is still the military song of my army until now.
However, there are a few words in it that don't match.
Are you sure the original text is what you just sang?"
The beer girls looked at him a little strangely, and the young lady who sang nodded: "That's how I sang it just now.
The music was written by someone later, and it hasn't been changed at all."
The Prime Minister took a long breath and asked hesitantly: "How many years have it been since General Yue Fei's time here?"
The ladies thought about it for a long time and then stuttered a little: "It's probably more than a thousand or two thousand years ago."
He whispered: "It seems that in the past few days, more than a thousand years and two thousand years, time has passed at the same speed as I felt in the empire.
However, the empire has been hundreds of millions of years old.
Why, this is the place where time has not passed for more than a thousand years."
Well, it's just a coincidence.
But, from a probability perspective, a poem.
The sentences are the same, but the melody is also the same, that's weird...
The language here is the same as the one used by the empire's high-level people. . .
Strange, why didn't I realize this earlier?
language center, but this was not discovered.”
He raised his head with a wicked smile, grinned and took out all the banknotes on his body and threw them on the table.
He smiled and said, "It's very interesting.
I overlooked a question.
Do you know Long Feng?"
In his eyes, there was that After countless years, he has an almost nostalgic look like that of an old man.
Several ladies shouted: "Marshal Longfeng Longfeng, everyone on earth knows it now.
He is the signature general of the Earth Alliance.
He is..."
The ladies screamed, and the young man who had been sitting next to them just now suddenly disappeared, disappearing like a ghost.
Not to mention that the owner of the bar heard the screams of the ladies and rushed out to deal with the problem.
After hearing the complaint, he immediately called the police and gendarmes outside to register.
But these ordinary soldiers have never seen such a thing.
A military police leader frowned and said: "Today is not April Fools' Day, so don't make fun of us."
The young lady who sang just now screamed: "Really, really, he threw the money on the table, asked us some questions about Manjianghong, and asked Yue Fei, and finally asked us if we knew about Marshal Longfeng, Just as we were talking about who Marshal Long Feng was, he suddenly disappeared. " The military police leader took it as a joke at first, but when he heard that Long Feng was involved later, he immediately became nervous and said to the walkie-talkie on his shoulder: "A B-level situation occurred.
Someone reported that a customer suddenly disappeared from the air in the bar.
Disappeared.
He once asked about Marshal Long Feng, please check.
Please check the surveillance information of Happy Valley Bar on 19th Street."
Ten seconds later, an urgent message was sent to all police, military police, and patrolling soldiers: "We suspect an alien creature has invaded.
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Find him."
Then, the portrait of the Imperial Prime Minister appeared on the personal terminals on the wrists of these soldiers. , which was captured by the surveillance system when he was having fun in a bar.
Long Feng was still quarreling with Long Han at the federal military headquarters.
Long Han squinted his eyes and said, "Boy, don't bully Jingjing.
She's a little girl.
You, a gangster, don't bully her."
After saying that, he played with the pistol in his hand threateningly.
Long Feng smiled and looked at him: "Hey, my Marshal Long Han, you didn't bully my Uncle Long Yan, right?
He is an honest man, you must not bully him."
After saying that, he immediately went to the court.
He ran to the door, but it was too late.
In the stunned eyes of Marshal Hong and others, Long Han shot all the bullets in the pistol at Long Feng in one breath.
Long Feng's body cast several phantoms in the air, like ghosts, dodging lightly.
The bullet whizzed away and almost hit Long Yan who came in from the door.
Long Yan's eyes condensed, and his eyes flashed.
All those bullets stopped in the air, and then were twisted and fell to the floor.
He glared at Long Han and said to Long Feng: "Look at the social information.
Go to the surveillance hall of the center.
It’s strange.
A strange boy disappeared on the spot after hearing your name.
The surveillance officers didn’t pay attention at first.
They checked the video after receiving the report. " Long Feng was also stunned for a moment: "Doesn't this mean that all superpowers are under control?
Could it be caused by sudden mutation?"
Long Yan shook his head and said: "I suspect it is from the Moluo people.
If it is true, be careful.
Those soldiers are running around outside and bluffing to arrest people.
Where can they catch them?
I have ordered the members of the Dragon Army to be on guard. ” Before he finished speaking, an astonishingly powerful aura came from afar.
The aura was full of violent murderous intent.
Among the senior generals present, all the members who were from the Dragon Army had their expressions condensed.
They had already distinguished, That wasn't the scent of anyone he was familiar with.
Long Feng roared loudly and suddenly disappeared out of thin air.
When he reappeared, he was already outside the headquarters.
In order to avoid disturbing the nearby people, he quickly grabbed a passing military vehicle and rushed towards the direction of the breath.
He cursed in his heart: "Damn it, who created this Huntian Formation?
Damn it, short-distance jumps are actually restricted.
You can't fly over it."
However, he also felt keenly that Yang Ping's group of people had already flown directly through the air in that direction, regardless of the possibility of scaring the children
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