It’s all my fault that I’m too handsome 49

Two days later, the team that went to the insect star to investigate finally received news, but it was not a good thing.

"Are you saying that the entire Zerg race has gone crazy for no reason?"

Adjutant Zhang's eyes widened in disbelief.

I originally thought that the Zerg that came over were affected by some kind of drug, but if the entire planet fell into madness, this would definitely not happen overnight.

The Zerg are good at fighting by nature, and they also like to seize other people's territory, but it is definitely not this kind of desperate killing, as if they have completely lost their minds, and it is obvious that this kind of madness will accelerate the destruction of the Zerg.

There has been no problem for so many years, but at this juncture, I don't believe it is not man-made or ghost.

But how is this possible? There is no one in the entire galaxy who does not hate the Zerg.

The team who came back to report nodded, their expressions not very good.

"They attack almost indiscriminately. Not only do we hinder our movements, they even eat their own kind in order to increase their strength."

He frowned and described with some hesitation.

"It doesn't look like it's under human control. If someone really tampered with it, it wouldn't be so random."

The control room was quiet for a moment, everyone was caught off guard by the news.

Unless they destroy the Zerg base camp at once, this will definitely be a protracted war, and the casualties will not be low.

Frontline resources are already tight, and at this frequency, the military region simply cannot keep up with logistics.

What's more, now that the insect queens are here, their heirs are constantly multiplying.

But how can a problem that has not been solved until now be eliminated at this moment?

Adjutant Zhang's face was stiff for a moment, and he spoke with a glimmer of hope.

"Perhaps it is dividing them? Otherwise, what are the people doing it for? Maybe the entire galaxy will be in crisis."

"Not quite like..."

Listening to the discussion of several people, Lu Chuan, who was originally planning the battle line, raised his eyes slightly and his voice was a little low.

"Send people from the military region to check whether there are banned drugs circulating in the black market, focusing on interstellar pirates."

Adjutant Zhang subconsciously agreed, and then suddenly realized.

"You mean it's related to the warship search?"

Another adjutant couldn't help but frown when he heard the word prohibited drugs.

"Why is it that banned substances are being circulated in the interstellar space recently, and the five major families have just been found to have banned drugs? Could it be that the Parliament is behind this?"

Lu Chuan spoke calmly.

"They don't have that ability."

The people in the parliament only guarded the rights of the federation, so how could they have the guts to do such a thing.

After all, a careless move could endanger their own interests.

The adjutant nodded thoughtfully.

"Then I'll go down and make arrangements first."

Before I left, I remembered something and clicked on my brain.

"By the way, Major General, there is a spaceship jumping on the hidden route. They should be students from the Federation. How to arrange them next?"

"Arrangements are made at base logistics."

"yes."

As soon as the adjutant left, someone hurried in to report.

"No, the Zerg attacked again, led by a queen."

"What--"

Adjutant Zhang asked subconsciously, then saw the red dot displayed on the screen and hurriedly went down to summon the troops.

At this time, it was less than two hours since the last wave of attacks.

Lu Chuan raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brow, then issued commands in an orderly manner.

…

The magnetic field of the entire E1283 asteroid has been destroyed. The screams of the Zerg constantly interfere with the mental power, and explosions are heard from time to time in the distance.

The troops guarding the front line only heard the mechas sounding alarms one after another. The cold mechanical sounds overlapped one after another, and it was impossible to tell whose mecha made it.

But they couldn't retreat, they were gritting their teeth and persisting.

(End of chapter)