Chapter 409: The Valkyrie
Thinking space.
Lu stared at the projection screen in front of him with full concentration.
More than 1,200 main battleships of the Dark Star Elite Fleet are now secretly sailing near a star, collecting particles emitted by the star, absorbing the star's energy, and quietly waiting for the war in the distance to end.
The false queen that was targeted by the law was now leading the Zerg in a war of attrition with a coalition force composed of medium-sized political entities.
From a humanitarian perspective, Lu would not allow this coalition to completely perish. Otherwise, this area would be particularly hard hit in the subsequent insect tide.
This is also the principle Yang Ming set for her:
Save if you can, don't do anything beyond your ability.
Next to Lu, Molly was holding her chin, staring at the dozen or so projection screens in front of her with boredom.
After the transformation, Molly now looks more mature and has grown a few years older. She has grown from the soft and muscular "venomous loli" to a big sister who can look sexy even in black stockings.
Lu put most of his computing power into dealing with the insect swarm in Luofeng-Dark Star, while Molly was responsible for keeping an eye on the changes in the Empire.
If there was any problem with their boss, Molly would just yell "Law, look over here," and she would have done her job.
"How's things going with the boss?" Lu asked softly.
"Ah, I'm fine. I'm playing chess with Po Suo. It's pretty relaxing."
Molly muttered:
"I have my own master too, okay? I have to go look after my Mimili."
"Mimili is now the deputy commander of the fleet. It's enough for me to command her. You should work carefully," Lu snorted. "If it weren't for the fact that we are sisters, how could I give you so many resources? We have a lot of mechanical thinking bodies in our family."
Molly rolled her eyes. "You want me to help you fight against the law? You forcefully upgraded my core data, and in the end you threatened me. Humph."
Lu forced a smile and said, "Yes, yes, I'm sorry for making you suffer. Just keep an eye on him. I've entrusted such an important matter as the boss's safety to you."
"By the way, Lu," Molly suddenly thought of something and turned her head to stare at Lu's profile, "Do you like our boss?"
Lu looked at her helplessly and said, "I am the boss's host mechanical life form. The boss and I are connected by the same life!"
"Uh," Molly wondered, "Then why did you...see that the boss was being bossed around, and you acted like you minded, like you were jealous?"
Lu snorted, "I'm just jealous! This is obviously my host, but now he has to listen to Li's opinion. What Li can do, I can do too! What Li can't do, I can still do!"
Molly blinked. "What is it that you can do that reason can't?"
"Um……"
Lu pursed his lips and thought for a while, then his eyes lit up: "Liquid metal can be transformed into a full-function male simulation robot! Li has never mastered this technology!"
Molly had a few black lines on her forehead and gave Lu a thumbs up.
"Haha, it has to be you, Sister Lu."
"That's right," Lu raised his eyebrows proudly, and then focused on the projection screen in front of him, "Stop messing around, I'm going to prepare for the attack. If everything goes well, we can hunt a few more pseudo-queens and give Miss Hera more experimental materials."
Molly smiled and said, "Let's fix it. Anyway, the mechanical thinking body can be backed up and the thoughts can be transferred. Rounding it off, the only thing we lost is some ore."
Law did not respond.
An extremely complex combination of buttons appeared in front of her.
As Lu continued to push the button, the Dark Star Elite Fleet began to slowly accelerate.
The entire ship sailed in silence.
…
Half a galaxy later.
Yang Ming's watch vibrated slightly, and the message "Hunting successful" popped up on it.
He was slashing at Posa with a lightsaber, but he paused for a moment and quickly retreated, avoiding the light blade that Posa was sweeping towards him.
To be honest, the sight of her wielding a lightsaber in a red tube top dress was quite beautiful.
"Wait a minute," Yang Ming called out, then clicked on the message and took a look at the battle report.
"What's wrong?"
Amid the buzzing sound, Posa put away the light blade, put her hands behind her back, and moved closer to Yang Ming, looking down at the text message.
It was just a hunt, and the Dark Star Fleet launched a sneak attack despite the huge consumption of the Zerg around the false queen, but still destroyed more than 200 warships and lost more than 70,000 mechanical guards' bodies.
This really made Yang Ming feel a little painful.
However, overall, the cost is manageable.
The body of the pseudo-queen has been collected into sections and sent to the Hera research ship hiding nearby.
Lu asked whether to start hunting the second queen. Yang Ming thought about it and asked Lu to withdraw his troops temporarily and concentrate his firepower on protecting the Luofeng Alliance.
"We still can't underestimate the sixth-level bugs."
Yang Ming sighed softly.
Posa thought for a moment and suggested, "Why don't I go and help them."
"No."
Yang Ming folded the lightsaber in his palm and said with a smile:
“First, we might attract the Queen, who might be able to jump directly to us. At that time, what she would bring to the Dark Star Fleet would not be help, but a catastrophe.
“Secondly, if your whereabouts are exposed and you appear with the ships that once framed the New Federation, then the Empire will definitely notice the existence of Dark Star. Even if they don’t know that Dark Star is hiding under the Falling Wind Alliance, it will make them alert.
"Third, if we two join hands, we may be able to face the Queen directly. This is the most critical point of this insect swarm."
Posa nodded slightly: "It's so complicated."
Yang Ming turned his head and looked at her beautiful and pure face, and said slowly: "Do you still remember that you have killed many innocent humans? "
"Well," Posa nodded, "I don't think this is a mistake. It was the Empire that first brought disaster upon me. This is just my revenge on the Empire. Every member of the Empire is part of the Empire's will."
Yang Ming groaned for a few seconds:
“What you said makes some sense, but we still have to look at it dialectically.
“First of all, the hundreds of billions of citizens of the empire are a collective, and the will of the state is the sum of all their wills. This is true, but the power of the citizens of the empire is relatively low, and citizens have no way to influence the will of the ruling class.
“In addition, the project we are involved in was given to the Empire by the Fayya people, and the source is in Fayya.
"Also...these disasters that we have endured should not be imposed on others, Posa."
Po Su frowned and stared at Yang Ming: "You are so long-winded."
"Hey here!"
Boss Yang glared and gestured with his hands as if he was digging out his heart: "I don't want you to feel relieved, relieved! Relax a little! Don't go and chop people for fun in the future!"
“Tsk,” Posa couldn’t help laughing. “I don’t really understand you. You obviously have great power, but you always treat yourself as an ordinary human being, chatting and laughing with those people. For example, that Gris is very weak. Like those ordinary soldiers, their life levels are not the same as ours.”
Yang Ming crossed his arms: "This is a big proposition, Posha, in my opinion, the sense of class superiority is the source of degeneration."
"Class superiority?"
"Yes."
Yang Ming laughed:
"I just have some power, like, I have a unique skill, I can use this skill to do things that others can't do, but this is not the capital for me to be arrogant in front of them.
“One of my mentors once said that there is struggle in identity, universality in particularity, and commonality in individuality.
“This ability is our individuality, and being human is our commonality. We are special, but also universal.
"I believe that if other young people from my hometown had the same experience as me, they would also walk a path that is not inferior to mine. Of course, everyone is irreplaceable."
There was some confusion in Posa's eyes, and she lowered her head in thought.
"You," Boss Yang patted her arms and said earnestly, "you still have a lot to learn. Don't let power control your thoughts, but use your thoughts to control power."
Posa nodded slowly: "I will savor these principles carefully."
Ding ding!
Yang Ming's network access terminal vibrated slightly.
[The insect swarm is about to reach the second buffer zone. Please report to the designated combat sequence immediately. ]
"Let's go," Yang Ming said, "Last time was just an appetizer. We're going to face the real insect swarm soon. You'll drive the mecha and stay beside me later. Don't be controlled by instinct."
Posa nodded solemnly and followed Yang Ming closely.
She was quite obedient and started to become inseparable from him.
…
According to the detailed instructions, after completing the jump, the Dongfeng passed by the edge of the densely packed, multi-layered battle formation of the Empire's warships and headed towards the central area.
This is the second battlefield where the Empire fights against the Zerg swarm.
They are about to face a head-on invasion by a swarm of insects numbering over 10 billion.
If they cannot stop them, these bugs will rush towards the Pan-Emperor Star Circle Economic Belt with unstoppable force, and more than a dozen economically prosperous and populous main administrative stars in this direction will suffer a devastating blow.
Both the Zerg and the Empire prepared reinforcements.
Behind this large swarm of insects, there are three swarms of insects not far apart, which may come forward to provide support at any time.
Behind the more than 20,000 medium and large warships deployed in the front, the Empire is also equipped with more than 8,000 main battleships to fill the vacancies that arise here at any time.
Even before the swarm of insects showed up, a tragic atmosphere had already enveloped this place.
They must kill enough bugs to lay the foundation for the next fight against the queen.
The soldiers and officers wrote their respective suicide notes;
The soldiers swore a solemn oath to the flag;
The technical operators repeatedly gave themselves mental reminders to ensure that their hands would not shake or that there would be no delays in giving instructions later.
From now on, regardless of gender, age or status, all humans who can appear here will shoulder the mission of human survival and fight to the death with alien races.
Yang Ming's Dongfeng passed slowly by.
Many soldiers noticed the exaggerated shape of the ship and stood behind the portholes, performing the imperial military salute and standing at attention.
The tangible flag was embroidered with the Sherman family crest;
The invisible flag has the names of 'ghost' and 'hero'.
The Dongfeng slowly hovered near the central command ship. The airship that Yang Ming and Posu were riding on left the tail cabin and entered the side cabin of the 3,000-meter-class command ship.
In order to facilitate the attack, the particle transporter in the Dongfeng has been moved to the tail cabin, and the two of them can return to the Dongfeng at any time.
Now is the coordination stage before the war begins.
Yang Ming must ensure that the human fleet will provide him and Posa with sufficient firepower support when they charge forward, and he must also participate in the formulation of tactics throughout the process to enhance his influence in the imperial military.
The door of the outer cabin where the airship was located was closed, and compressed air began to be injected and the pressure increased.
"Remember what we need to keep secret," Yang Ming warned.
Posa nodded slightly.
She changed into a tight combat suit and put on a cold face, seeming a little nervous about the new environment.
Yang Ming took the initiative to hold the back of her hand: "Stay with me."
She nodded calmly: "Okay baby."
Yang Ming glared at her, turned around and jumped off the airship; the graceful figure slowly floated down and immediately followed Yang Ming.
But she ignored the simulated gravity field around her and remained suspended, with her toes half an inch off the ground, making her slender legs look even longer.
The security gate in front slowly opened.
There were two "swish" sounds, and two rows of soldiers simultaneously put on their backs of laser guns, stomped their feet in unison, and punched their chests with their fists.
Yang Ming nodded calmly and walked forward with Po Sa.
The soldiers responsible for the reception turned around in unison, guarded Yang Ming and Posa in the center of the team, and sent them to the command center where several lieutenant generals were located.
Posa maintained a cool attitude.
Obviously, her destructive power is not as great as Yang Ming's, but the soldiers, officers, technical and logistical personnel passing by are a little afraid when they see her, but they will immediately feel at ease when they see Yang Ming.
This made Posa, who could directly feel human emotions, feel a little bit confused and a little bothered.
"Hanton!"
As they approached the command center, a familiar loud voice was heard. Gris, who had recovered and been discharged from the hospital, came towards them with several senior commanders of the transformed warriors.
Just as Grace was about to grin, after seeing Posa, he couldn't help but shiver a few times, and his expression became a little solemn.
He thought again of the scene in which he led his team to surround and kill the Valkyrie.
The feeling of despair immediately came to my mind.
Yang Ming smiled and said, "Gris, this is Po Suo. She used to be an enemy of the empire , but now she is my assistant."
"Oh, this," Gris frowned slightly, "Well, anyone who can contribute to the empire is our comrade-in-arms, although I still can't accept it... She won't lose control, right?"
Posa said calmly: "I didn't know how to do it before, but I know how to do it now."
"oh!"
Gris raised his hands instantly: "I don't have any weapons!"
Yang Ming smiled and said, "Okay, Posu, don't scare Ge Lisi. He is my friend. Posu is different now. She can control her killing instinct."
"I hope so," Gris grinned, took two steps forward, and took the initiative to extend his right hand to Posa.
Posa looked down at his palm and frowned slightly.
Yang Ming smoothed things over: "She has mysophobia."
Posha explained, "He is too weak. I don't want to establish a friendship with him."
"Okay," Yang Ming coughed, winked at Grace, and walked towards the door of the command center in front with Posa.
There were black lines on Gris' forehead and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
A buddy at the side raised his voice: "He is too weak."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, he's too young."
"Get lost!"
Gris gritted his teeth and cursed, and the few people walked away laughing.
Although everyone had a few cold sweats on their backs, the tacit understanding among adults made them all avoid the topic.
Behind the gate, two guards bravely stepped forward to stop them:
"Madam, please stop."
"Major General, the core of our command system is here. The Valkyrie is too powerful. You see..."
"Posa," Yang Ming turned his head and said, "Wait for me here for a while."
"Yeah," Posa nodded calmly, and imitated Yang Ming, falling to the ground and putting her hands behind her back.
The soldiers around were facing a powerful enemy and dared not even breathe.
Posa stared at Yang Ming's back, it seemed that he was learning something. When she saw Yang Ming chatting and laughing with a few old men who were guarding him, she immediately gave up the idea of "learning".
She couldn't do such a thing.
No wonder she lost to the lower life form created by her genes in the previous competition.
Sudden.
Gu——
Posa and Yang Ming looked in the direction of the fleet's gun barrels almost at the same time.
Whales roar in the deep sky, a tide of insects is coming.
The second buffer zone operation is about to begin.
