Almost as soon as the display screen in front of him suddenly turned black, Villagash noticed something was wrong. When many systems in the Okaro spacecraft were paralyzed and failed, and people almost became deaf and blind, and could hardly receive any information from the outside world, how could Villagash not understand what was going on.
Electromagnetic pulse attack! Our side encountered a super powerful electromagnetic pulse attack!
How is it possible for human civilization to master electromagnetic pulse bomb technology that although it may seem backward, is so advanced compared to their technological level? !
Villagash suddenly remembered something. He remembered that when his civilization had just arrived in the Lalande 21185 galaxy and destroyed the local civilization, the electromagnetic pulse bomb attack that his civilization suffered seemed to have the same characteristics as the attack he was said to have received at this moment...
"I heard that a fleet of civilization survivors fled to other star systems. Did they escape here? Then they were wiped out by this human civilization, and then they obtained the manufacturing technology of this kind of electromagnetic pulse bomb?"
This thought flashed through Villagash's mind.
He didn't pay much attention to this thought, but quickly thought of the next thing.
Why did our own side suffer this kind of attack when we had almost no defense, the entire spacecraft was full of open hatches, and our defense against electromagnetic pulse attacks was reduced to the lowest level and most vulnerable, when electromagnetic pulse attacks could achieve maximum results? ?
How could things... be such a coincidence?
One coincidence is a coincidence, but multiple coincidences are inevitable. So……
Veragash understood everything.
That so-called level 17 civilization spaceship is completely fake! So anything about being invulnerable and able to withstand the attacks of human civilization is also false! The so-called Star Destroyer level attack is also fake!
Fake! Fake! all fake! It's all stunts! all fake!
And I, like a fool, was fooled and played around by a low-level civilization!
At this moment, Villagash was furious.
If he was not mistaken, at this moment, the fleet of human civilization that had been staying near his spaceship and claimed to be "taking back his compatriots" must have launched an attack on him!
Moreover, that attack must be the most powerful attack this backward local civilization can do!
If one's own spaceship is intact, then of course he is not afraid. But now, this damn Okaro spacecraft has been "paralyzed" and can't even move!
Don't forget, even a bone sword can kill a modern man!
By the way, the so-called "bringing back their compatriots" is also false. Their real purpose is just to pull out all the combat capabilities of their own civilization without arousing their own suspicion, so that they can easily expand. It’s just a follow-up attack!
One ring after another! Step by step, I got myself into the current situation!
At this moment, there were electric sparks and smoke everywhere in the Okaro spacecraft, and people shouting in terror were everywhere.
Villagash suddenly grabbed the communicator, selected the ship-wide broadcast mode without hesitation, and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Emergency! Emergency! Everyone, everyone, go and repair my spaceship immediately! Immediately... …”
His voice suddenly stopped. Because he suddenly remembered that even the ship's broadcast system was paralyzed at this moment.
He threw down the communicator and yelled at the stunned vice-captain and other spaceship leaders in front of him: "What are you still doing? Organize people to repair the spacecraft immediately! Repair the communication system and sky survey and scanning system first! Quick, quick !”
In any case, at least the communication capabilities and the ability to obtain external intelligence must be restored first.
"Huh? Yes, yes."
A group of people hurriedly agreed and rushed out in panic.
Villagash softened and fell on his seat.
At this moment, the only thing he could do was pray.
Pray that the offensive methods of human civilization are not powerful enough, pray that the protection of our own spaceship is enough to withstand human attacks, and pray that humans will not occupy this spaceship before the spacecraft is repaired...
At this moment, the Okaro spaceship, the subhuman area, the combat academy.
The people in the combat academy all learn security, guarding, and combat skills.
Of course, noble people will not directly undertake front-line combat missions that are extremely dangerous and may die at any time. The lowest level they hold in the army and fleet is at the commander level. When a war breaks out, all you need to do is stay behind the frontline troops and take command.
Of course, things like front-line battles must be completed by secondary people.
After all, humans are just tools, and they don’t feel bad if they die.
Moreover, people are not worried that the next person will not be able to complete the combat mission because he is too stupid and has too little intelligence. After all, the tasks they need to undertake are just to complete some fixed tasks according to the commander's will, such as spacecraft repairs, maneuvers, and attacks.
Subhuman beings do not need their own will. They are simply an extension of the commander's will.
Therefore, it is extremely necessary to carry out certain combat training for secondary people. The same is true even if the Okaro spacecraft is just an armed mining ship and not a combat spacecraft.
Armed mining ships also need guards and supervisors to prevent others from causing trouble and sabotage. How can a noble person go into battle in person if he has not mastered the skills of combat?
Iloben is a combat warrior in the warrior academy. Today was the day for him to learn how to repair the spacecraft. Originally, he was studying under the leadership of the old teacher, but suddenly, the bright virtual sky turned dark.
Eloben felt panic in his heart.
The old teacher's name was Wirzben - just like his own name, it ended with the word "Ben".
This is the tradition of Moyun Litar civilization. Every sub-person must add the word "Ben" at the end of his or her name, which shows his or her sub-person identity and reminds sub-people at all times to remember their identity.
"Teacher, teacher, are we..."
Eloben's throat was dry, and his eight tentacles and eight legs turned yellow from fear.
He has a good relationship with the old teacher Wirzburn. He knew that Wirtz had lived for more than a hundred years and was one of the few people in the spaceship who left the main body of civilization and followed the spacecraft to this star system. Compared with other people, their knowledge is much broader.
In private, he vaguely heard Wirzburn say that it seemed that this star system had been occupied by other powerful civilizations. This mining operation might fail, and Captain Villagash might return empty-handed. .
But...if the mining operation ceased to exist, then what would people do so many times? Is it a waste of resources to live in vain?
Although Eloben is not smart, he also knows that this possibility is almost non-existent. If there really is no mining operation, then at least 99% of the millions of people will face the fate of being poisoned in a pure oxygen chamber. Afterwards, the various useful components that make up these subhuman bodies will be decomposed and re-entered into the circulatory system of the Okaro spacecraft.
There will only be a very few people who are lucky enough to survive and take on some work in the service industry and spacecraft maintenance in the spacecraft.
Could it be that, now, I am about to face this fate?
Eloben was so frightened that not only his hands and feet turned yellow, but his whole body was shaking.
In the darkness, Wirzben looked at Iloben sadly.
"Dear Iloben, you are still young, and there are some things you don't understand yet. When you reach my age, you will understand that losing your life in a pure oxygen chamber is considered a loss for us. A better destination.”
Under fear, Iloben said in despair: "Teacher Wirzben, why is the fate of our sub-human beings so miserable? Why are we sub-human beings, not human beings?"
At this moment, Wirzburn, who originally seemed to have taken a dim view of life and death, and who was no longer afraid of even entering the pure oxygen chamber, seemed to have seen something indescribably terrifying. He quickly pulled Iloben over, and the four tentacles of his left hand tightly covered Iloben's mouth. His voice was even more frightened and distorted: "What nonsense are you talking about! These words will rot in your stomach." , can’t even think about it!”
Eloben was frightened and shed tears: "Yes, yes, yes."
But Eloben did not keep these words in his stomach as Teacher Wirzburn said. Instead, this question remained deeply in his heart.
Suddenly, there were rapid footsteps outside the Battle Academy, accompanied by some anxious shouts that Iloben could not understand.
That is human language. Others can't understand it.
People are coming!
They came to arrest us and put us into the pure oxygen room!
I'm dying!
Eloben stiffened.
But no one came to catch him roughly. The person who rushed in made a few hurried operations, and the originally dark Battle Academy became bright again.
Iloben saw next to him, his classmates and teachers, all lying on the ground trembling.
"Idiot! Don't be in a daze! Come and pilot the spaceship, fight, fight!"
Fight...fight?
Not a pure oxygen chamber?
Eloben's originally rigid thinking suddenly became active.
"Go, go, go!"
Following their footsteps, Iloben and others rushed out of the Battle Academy, which was strictly prohibited from leaving in the past.
Here Iloben saw chaos.
There were wreckage everywhere, fireworks everywhere, and people running back and forth with anxious faces.
"what's going on?"
No one answered him.
A group of people rushed to the port where the combat spacecraft was stored. Eloben saw that many wise and knowledgeable people seemed to be repairing some equipment there.
"Get on the spaceship first! Wait for orders!"
