How the Zergs were Made

Chapter 112 - 112 Ending Life

Chapter 112: Chapter 112 Ending Life

Just as Governor Augustus and Marvin were talking, the entourage who came with August reminded him.

"Your Excellency, your free time is over. Please move back to your house."

"Wow, Annuo, why is the time you write on this kind of thing so accurate?"

Although that's what he said, Augustus did not really show dissatisfaction with his entourage, which can only be regarded as a complaint at most.

The attendants looked like they were used to it and responded.

"Actually, it's been a long time. I'm sorry, sir, I'm late to remind you."

Augustus looked back at Marvin with an embarrassed face, and his tone was quite helpless.

"Well, Marvin..."

"What do you want me to do? I won't help you correct the colonial approval. Don't you see a lot of things on hand here?"

With that, Marvin pointed to the autopsy of the collector on the Yuantai.

In this case, in the eyes of outsiders, they will feel that Augustus is self-introverted.

However, this awkward atmosphere was naturally ignored by Augustus.

"Then I'll say goodbye."

"I'm very busy, so I won't send it."

Marvin was immersed in work again, and the two were too lazy to raise their heads when they said goodbye.

Augustus, who had just stepped out of the threshold, suddenly remembered something and turned his head to ask.

"Oh, by the way, there will be a tea party for nobles in a few days. There will definitely be no men present. Will you go there?"

"...It depends."

Augustus pouted to his entourage.

"Annuo, give her the invitation."

The attendants nodded, pulled out a white invitation from the same luxurious clothes, handed it to the assistant who was about to see the governor off, and then left.

Just as the assistant was about to take a closer look at what the invitation was like, Marvin suddenly opened his mouth.

"Take this and burn it."

"Uh..."

This sudden situation caught the assistant off guard, so that he didn't react for a while.

"What's the matter?"

Seeing the stunned reaction of the assistant, Marvin's eyes left the instrument. The coldness and meanness just now seemed to have never existed at all, and it returned to a normal conversation.

"Didn't you promise the governor to attend the tea party of the nobles?"

"Who told you that I was going? Don't we have a lot of experiments to do these days? Don't worry too much about some things, you know? This is for your own good."

"I see, I see, Sir, I'm very sorry. I talk too much."

His boss's slightly chilly tone really scared his assistant, and he began to admit his mistake in a hurry.

Leaving Marvin's residence, Augustus, who was riding on the mobility tool, suddenly opened his mouth, and his tone also changed from enthusiasm just now to coldness and rationality.

"Anno, tell me, what's the matter?"

"The commander of the Third Fleet wants you to move to the headquarters."

A trace of surprise flashed in Augustus's eyes, but it passed quickly. He continued to ask.

"Did he explain what's the matter with me?"

"It seems to be about the ocean strategy."

"I know."

Augustus nodded and stopped talking. Instead, he turned his head to look at the scenery hanging out of the window.

Soon, Augustus and they arrived at the colonial headquarters.

The stride meteor sat in only one of a few positions, and on the platform opposite them was the commander of the Third Fleet.

"Since you are all here, let's start today's ocean strategy meeting."

After the opening remarks, the commander waved his hand, and a picture of the collector and the relevant anatomical report appeared on the display screen behind him.

"Sir Marvin recently submitted an anatomical report to me that these monsters do not have reproductive organs, so she speculated that the monster's breeding method should rely on another creature to achieve quantitative growth.

""That's them. Sir Marvin calls them 'Meat Mountain', which is quite suitable for their appearance, isn't it?"

Pictures of the hive were released, which were taken from various angles of the hive on land.

After letting a group of colonial masters browse the hive, the display screen presents new photos.

Unlike the photo of the beehive, this photo is so blurry that you can barely see the triangular shadow.

"In the past, because of this other monster that could attack air targets, missile-like monsters, the colony could not advance in the maritime field, but now our third fleet has come, they can't go to space."

The commander showed absolute confidence in both words and actions.

In fact, he has been fantasizing about the addition of officialdom after returning to his home planet, because in his opinion, this is an undisputed crushing, not a war.

"I call the next battle 'eunuch tactics'."

"First of all, we use the orbital bombing of the Third Fleet to eradicate breeding monsters and create the 'meat mountain' of the flood tide."

"We all know that if the reproductive ability of a race is cut off, that race will not be far from extinction."

Governor Augustus and several other colleagues looked at each other and then asked a question.

"Is it really necessary for us to take this risk? The ocean is very huge, and there must be a lot of monsters lurking in it. Once the attack is very likely to disturb them, it will be the biggest 'flood' in history.

"Yes, it's too risky."

"Although we have a 'explosive sound', because of the frequent use, the colonial stock is not much."

The commander expected that they would answer him like this early, so he showed the trump card prepared to convince them.

The display screen has been changed to a tragic photo of the turret.

"Then I'll tell you another piece of news I got two days ago. These monsters will learn. They are not just simple beasts. Who can guarantee that monsters can't learn how to resist 'explosive sound'?"

"All your concerns are also well solved. As long as you temporarily give up the colony, migrate to the planetary orbit, and establish orbital residences, won't there be casualties in the colony? What can survive under the indiscriminate bombing of the fleet?

"Doss??, a little labor pain can be exchanged for a large area of land and eternal peace. I don't need to explain which side has greater benefits."

This is already very straightforward. The larger the colony, the greater the power of the governor, and the right to speak of the colonists present is naturally rising.

And the commander of the Third Fleet can also get the merits he wants and return to his home planet to be an official.

"Oi, then according to your plan..."

After careful consideration, Augustus decided to take the risk. Such a huge benefit made him unable to refuse.

However, at this moment, a sergeant strode in.

"What's the matter?"

The commander showed a little dissatisfaction, but he did not get angry. He knew that everyone under him knew what the rules were and would not break in if something serious had happened.

"Commander, Xinggang asked your fleet to attack and intercept a meteorite rain."

"Mite rain?"

The commander was a little stunned and then asked again.

"Can't they change their tracks?"

"The tonnage of Xinggang is too heavy. It's too late at all. You know, the material supply this time has far exceeded all the total amount in previous years."

"I know. Reply to them. I will allow the Third Fleet to attack."

"Let the fleet solve the meteorite rain as soon as possible, and there are still combat tasks for them to carry out."

"Yes! Sir!"

The sergeant made a military salute and then left quickly.