Based on the analysis of the performance of the opponent's aircraft and the energy level of the weapons, this is definitely not a planet-level civilization. A green man on the side murmured.
With their war literacy and technological level, they must be at least a galaxy-level civilization. Another green man echoed.
But we have not found any traces of their extraterrestrial voyages. Another green man said.
Could it be that we cannot discover their galaxy navigation technology at all? Another green man said.
This is impossible. Even if we can't find traces of their navigation technology, then they must be active on neighboring planets, right?
This is a civilization with abnormal development. The commander ignored the various speculations of other personnel and muttered to himself: This seemingly crude aircraft has such strong performance. How can this technology be mastered by a civilization that has never been active in the galaxy?
The battle in the sky continues, with aircraft crashing and exploding. The same facilities on the ground are also being destroyed at a terrifying speed.
There is no point in retreating and fighting them like this. We must figure out what this civilization is all about. The commander thought for a moment and made a decisive decision, because no matter what the final result of this strategy, his base could not be saved. The opponent's goal is obviously the ground base. Even if the opponent's base is completely wiped out, the base cannot be saved.
retreat? How to retreat now? someone asked immediately.
All the greenskins looked at the commander suspiciously. This was an obvious question. Will they definitely get mixed up in the battle group if they fly into the air at this time?
Contact the other party and we evacuate the planet. I think this indigenous civilization will agree. The commander said decisively.
commander? Now the other party takes the initiative. Someone reminds me.
What do you think their purpose is? The commander asked, glancing at everyone.
All the greenskins are a little confused. The purpose of war is of course to destroy the other side. What is there to ask?
Their goal should be the base. We can analyze it this way. Something must have happened on this planet that allowed them to obtain technology that should not belong to their level. Look at their satellites and the styles of these spacecrafts. This is enough to show that they have never left the planet. If they were a galaxy-level civilization or even a higher-level civilization, then anti-gravity technology should not be included in their technology. As we all know, anti-gravity drive is very regional, and even the anti-gravity technology on one planet cannot be used on another planet. If they have galactic navigation technology that we cannot find traces of, then they should know this. It is impossible for all aircraft to be driven by anti-gravity. The commander analyzed.
That makes sense. Could it be that other civilizations came here before us? And left technology to them? A green man said inspiredly.
We treat each other based on this. The commander nodded and continued.
We negotiate with the other party based on their ability to leave, because they certainly cannot determine how many warships we still have in space.
commander? Are you saying that they attacked us just to prevent us from building ground material base stations? An green man asked, nodding slowly.
That's what we judge. In any case, we have not officially declared war with the indigenous civilization here. There can be many explanations for the establishment of the base. For example, the purpose of establishing ground bases is not for aggression but to facilitate communication? the commander said.
Commander, do you think that you are ignoring the IQ of an intelligent race? An green man reminded.
The commander focused his gaze on the last indicator light that went out. The extinguishing of this indicator light meant that all ground facilities had been destroyed.
If the theme of this war is the base, we have already lost. Creation is never as easy as destruction. If the other party does not allow us to build a ground material station, we will never be able to complete it. They have the ability to stop us. Without direct contact with the other party, it will take more than 30 years for our main fleet to arrive here. How will we spend this time? the commander said.
So don't you mean to surrender? One of the green men stood up and asked. Isn't this a joke? A second-level interstellar civilization surrendered to a planet-level civilization?
Our current military strength cannot compete with a galaxy-level civilization. Even if they fall behind, they have the resources of a planet to support them. What's more, you have all seen now that their war technology is not much worse than ours. As for hard steel, we can't afford it even with insect sea tactics. , we are just a survey team, not a combat force. The commander reminded:
I have the highest position here, so I suggested contacting them, saying that we have no intention of attacking this planet, we just want to replenish supplies here, and we should withdraw first and think of a solution.
So how do we contact each other now? A green man asked, looking at the instrument that had completely stopped working.
The commander was also stunned and kept talking nonsense. The opportunity had slipped away. Without the equipment, let alone contact the other party, he couldn't even contact his own fleet.
everyone is……. At this moment, a light suddenly appeared.
Nothing exists anymore.
Report to the war supervisor that the last hidden facility on the surface has just been destroyed. The report below came from Gong Yun's flagship.
Now all fleets are working hard to annihilate each other's air power, well done. The destiny of mankind is reversed in your hands. Gong Yun praised.
Thanks to our fallen comrades. The other party responded.
Gong Yun looked at the display screen. It was marked that he had less than 5,000 aircraft left, and the opponent only had more than 200 aircraft left.
A ten-to-one comparison of combat units, but there was still such a huge loss? Gong Yun sighed.
The enemy may want to run. Ma Ling suddenly reminded.
Gong Yun immediately turned his attention to the battlefield, and sure enough, the remaining one hundred or so green-skinned aircraft were moving closer together and began to climb rapidly.
Gong Yun just watched without issuing any orders. The opponent's speed is too fast. If they are not willing to fight and just want to leave, it is impossible for our side to catch up.
Gong Yun, destroy them at all costs, otherwise we will be very passive if they attack our living area in retaliation. Qin Yao's voice suddenly came from Gong Yun's watch.
No need to hide anymore? Gong Yun asked.
Destroying the opponent's group means hiding. I need you to enter an opponent's aircraft to establish a channel for me. Qin Yao said.
Is it appropriate for you to appear now? Gong Yun looked out the window.
There is nothing appropriate or inappropriate. If they are not completely eradicated, the retaliation we will face may be unbearable. Qin Yao reminded.
Listening to you, Gong Yun no longer hesitated and ordered: Open the hatch for me.
