How the Zergs were Made

Chapter 564 - 565 Little Impact

Chapter 564: Chapter 565 Little Impact

"When did this happen?"

On the astronomical observatory, a Carter man with an old dragon clock lay on the observer and stared attentively in the direction of the star where Amoeba was located. In that place, hundreds of inexplicable unknown light sources could be observed. These light sources are very bright, and all of them appeared. There are obvious signs of blue shift, that is to say, they are rapidly approaching the parent star of the Carter people!

This is a very important thing. Combined with the Amoeba crisis, it is easy for the Carters to infer that these light sources are objects emitted from the star system where the Amoeba civilization is located.

"We found it a few days ago. We guess it has something to do with Amoeba. Can you see what it is?"

Carter, who first observed this phenomenon, was worried about their observatory, but it could not withstand scrutiny, so they called the most authoritative person in the field of astronomical observation.

The old Carterian looked away from the observer and looked at several nervous young people, who answered seriously and helplessly.

"Just this observation data, I can't infer what these luminous bodies are. It's the first time I've seen such a situation."

"However, this is very useful information. With these observation data, we may try to infer the level of amoeba technology."

A month after the discovery of unknown sources, these extra 'stars' were announced in the news and confirmed that there was some connection between them and Amoeba.

When the news was broadcast, two Carters were watching the news in a pub.

"Do you know? I had a dream yesterday that countless warships drifted like coffins in space and were buried. In the boundless darkness, the blood basin of some kind of creature slowly opened..." Melan was a little drunk.

"Your nightmare is really strange." The young man sitting next to Mellon glanced at the TV news strangely and didn't take it too seriously. "Mr. Mellon, in my opinion, you are too worried."

"Alas, maybe...hiccup..." Mellon burped, "Anyway, it has nothing to do with me now."

Hearing what Mellon said, the young man's expression changed and he spoke solemnly.

"Please don't say this. Although the commander-in-chief nominally chosen by the National Assembly is the supreme commander, everyone still recognizes you as the supreme commander-in-chief, and your position in the space fleet is irreplaceable."

"As long as you want to return."

Mellon stopped drinking, looked at the young man, and shook his head with a smile.

"...Forget it, I'm out of date. The new era belongs to you young people. Old antiques like me should not occupy their positions and not leave."

The two drank again. When they were about to be completely drunk, Myron suddenly grabbed the young man's wrist and looked at each other.

"Be sure to remember not to relax any vigilance against Amoeba, and always be ready for battle when contacting. Even if it is a screw on the Amoeba warship, you must be vigilant, understand? This is a civilized war, and we can't afford to lose.

After saying this, Mairen lay on the table like a drunk, not knowing whether he was really drunk or drunk.

After savoring the words, the young man got up and left, muttering in a low voice.

"Thank you for following your teachings."

The phenomenon of unknown luminous bodies from Amoeba has lasted for a relatively long time. This is only a short time for the decelerating collectors compared with the Carter civilization. After leaving the star rainbow state, the parent star of the Carter civilization has existed in front of them, and its distance is The degree of fuzzy observation with high-power radar.

This distance is already very close for interstellar navigation, indicating that the collectors will arrive at their destination soon.

"We are almost there.

""Use high-power radar to see the situation first..."

Several powerful radio pulses were released centered on a leap forward creature. After half a day, the collectors received feedback from radar pulses.

"There are a large number of space vehicles in this star system, with a preliminary estimate of more than one million."

"What is the number of combat units?" Some collectors asked.

The individual who carried out the detection replied, "I can't see it, but there should be a lot. It can be assumed that it is more than a million."

"If that's the case, it's tricky. Our strategic resources can't kill so many enemies, so we can't rely on collision, can we?"

There are only 1,500 leap creatures. Although fully armed, the enemy is not a fool. If they find a way to consume their anti-material resources with human sea tactics, they will be very uncomfortable.

"The number of more than one million is unlikely, right? When we fought against the Selins, the Selins could not produce a million space combat units. Some individuals do not believe that the Carters have one million combat units.

"It's not impossible. At that time, we existed in the star system as a distraction factor. If the Selins had been allowed to obtain the resources of the entire star system, they might have really built a million combat units."

"So what should we do next?"

Looking at the distant destination star, the cluster leader thought about it and stretched out his electromagnetic cannon to point to the Carterian star system.

The side of the jumping organism is wrapped in meat, together with the electromagnetic cannon.

When the meat mass is conceived, a larger and longer electromagnetic cannon exists on the side of the cluster leader.

"It will take three months to arrive. Just choose a smaller star."

The barrel of the electromagnetic gun begins to be charged and boosted, and the reaction rate in the antimatter reactor is intensifying, which leads to the generation of powerful electrical energy in a short period of time. This electric energy is used as the basis for the boost, and the electric field inside the electromagnetic gun is enhanced to a very high degree.

A special shell was loaded into the amplified electromagnetic gun barrel, and the shell was fired at a very high speed through the acceleration of a strong electric field.

Then the tail of the shell released extremely strong gamma rays, which was no less dazzling than looking directly at the star with the naked eye, and the speed of the shell also multiplied, flying towards a star in the star system where the collectors were destined.

"Isn't it good to mess up like this?"

Shortly after the shell was fired, an individual asked the leader of the cluster.

The cluster leader answered this question calmly.

"It doesn't matter. I chose the one with the lowest quality, and that shell has little impact."