Chapter 1430. New War Machine (Part 1)
1430. New War Machine (Part 1)
On the outskirts of the Dere II satellite, a large number of geth spacecraft are working here sleeplessly. Work, mining from the Dere planet, then rough processing on a huge industrial ship, and finally building a one-time air transport warehouse and sending it directly to the industrial area on the other side of the Dere II satellite.
With the extremely high efficiency of the Geth, the Dere II satellite has built a large number of industrial areas in the other hemisphere away from the temple. These industrial areas are like bacterial infections, taking root and sprouting on the surface of the satellite. Then it grew rapidly.
About half of these industrial zones were built to help the Protoss, and they also produced the industrial and construction materials that the Protoss needed. The other half is the geth's own arsenal, with large numbers of individual geth infantry and individual battleships constantly coming off the production line and joining the ranks surrounding the Dere II satellite.
But so far, this place is extremely remote, so except for a few smugglers who were caught randomly running here to avoid debts a month ago, no one else will visit. Of course, those smugglers were sent directly to the planet Keshel to mine.
A Protoss transport plane slowly lifted off from the take-off and landing platform behind the Dusk Covenant Temple, gradually accelerated, breaking away from the constraints of the planet's atmosphere and entering the universe.
The surrounding Geth spacecraft that were defending completely ignored the transport plane and just let it go.
At this moment, in the temple.
The priestess stood in front of the console, looked at the image of the Protoss transport plane on the screen, shook her head slightly, and said: "They are just a few children, let them go deep into the Republic like this? This It’s crazy.”
Tang Xiao's figure was projected in the holographic projection next to him. He said lightly: "This is a good opportunity, isn't it? In fact, you have to understand that our fight with the Galactic Republic, and even the Galactic Empire in the future, will never be the same. It cannot be ended by this generation."
He looked at the priestess, "The Galactic Republic is such a behemoth and has a foundation of 25,000 years. This is not something we can shake. We must not only let ourselves. They are stronger and fight them head-on. At the same time, they must wait patiently for the opportunity and the chaos within them... This wait may be ten or twenty years... By then, they will have grown up... …”
The priestess turned her head sideways and said nothing.
"So, they are destined to be a generation living in the flames of war. You can't protect them. The only way is to let them grow up." Tang Xiao continued.
The priestess said in a deep voice: "At least now, I can protect them."
"I have proper arrangements for Zhang Jiarui," Tang Xiao said.
"By 'appropriately' you mean that if the situation goes wrong, you would rather kill Zhang Jiarui, right? Even if it might happen in front of his children?" the priestess said coldly, " This is the only thing I can't agree with, Darth Malthael."
After that, she turned and walked out, leaving her last words, "Zhang Xucheng, Xiao Yan, they are me. Students! "
... Capital of the Galactic Republic, Coruscant, Galactic Capitol.
"This battle on the planet Onderon is simply ridiculous! How dare you call such a massacre a victory?!" Padmé Amidala, a councilor from the planet Naboo, stood on her anti-gravity the platform asked sharply.
"I think you haven't fully understood the cruelty on the battlefield, Senator Amidala. But this is not your fault, because the military aspect is not your job." Wilher Mr. Tarkin stood in front of Palpatine and replied with a normal expression, "What I want to say is that what we are facing is a robot army. What does a robot army mean?"
Tower Jin looked around and said in a loud voice: "It means fearless! It means cold-blooded! It means never stopping! They don't need to rest, eat, or avoid stray bullets! They ignore the terrain and the weather, Ignore supplies! There is no need for psychological counseling or morale boosting! Their only purpose after coming off the production line is to kill and destroy until they are destroyed."
He clicked on a screen and said: "Even you. The B-1 combat robots that are considered cannon fodder are also almost invincible in certain circumstances.”
Only seen on the screen is a B-1 combat robot standing on the test platform. , surrounded by five strong soldiers. Then the two sides began to fight hand-to-hand. However, in this hand-to-hand fight, those muscular soldiers were no match for the B-1 combat robot.
I only saw the B-1 combat robot punching it, and the person on the opposite side was immediately knocked several meters away. When the soldiers' fists landed on the B-1 combat robot, they actually hit an iron block. As a result, it goes without saying.
In the end, the five soldiers were easily knocked down by the combat robot and lay on the ground unable to stand up at all.
Tarkin smiled slightly and threw away the remote control, "You see, this is our opponent. And I need to remind you, how many such robots has the Separatism produced? Ten billion or one thousand Billion?"
He stared at Padmé and said: "So, on the planet Onderon, our warriors face a defense line built by such terrifying battle robots. And now, come here. Accusing them of too many casualties? Do you respect these soldiers who fought bravely and shed blood on the battlefield? "Such a battle will put a huge burden on the republic's finances! Command the battle and treat the lives of soldiers as a series of numbers!" Padmé Amidala said loudly, "The Republic's finances have already exceeded the red line! The losses in the war, the pensions for the soldiers killed in the battle, and the recuperation of the injured soldiers, so Expenditures are piling up and we can’t even prepare a budget for next year!”
Tarkin's tone gradually became colder, "But you also know that this is a life-and-death war, right? Senator Amidala."
"As far as I know, this is not the case!" Deme Amidala stared fiercely at the three people standing on the central platform, Sheev Palpatine, Mas Amedda, and Wilhelm Tarkin.
"Hehehe, okay. Senator Amidala's concerns are very reasonable and we must take them into consideration." At this time, Speaker Sheev Palpatine stood up and said with a smile, " The battle on the planet Onderon, and the counterattack we are launching on multiple fronts, have also shown that in the face of the cold-blooded and ruthless robot forces of the Separatists, only clone troopers are the best choice here. The late Master Sever Dias of the Jedi Order would like to express his sincere gratitude. It was his efforts that created a clone army that can compete with robots..."
(This chapter. End)