Chapter 568 Scarce Resources in the Universe
Bosa flagship.
"How is the small battleship recovery mission going?"
Commander Botha asked softly: "Our antimatter reserves are running low. When human civilization is solved, we may need the antimatter in these small battleships to return to the home planet."
Upon hearing this, a large stick insect quickly lowered its head and pressed a few buttons on the console in front of it.
"Recycling robots have been dispatched. According to the time, they should..."
The moment the picture appeared on the monitor, the wriggling mouthparts of this large stick insect suddenly stopped.
"how?"
These words that came to an abrupt end made Commander Botha have a bad thought in his mind: "Did something happen to the small battleship?"
"Director, Commander..." The large stick insect responsible for recovering the small warship trembled slightly, raised its two pairs of forelimbs, and gently rubbed his eyeballs, "The antimatter storage device...disappeared."
"What did you say?!" Commander Botha looked at the crew members beside him in bewilderment and asked sharply, "Disappeared?!"
"How could a good antimatter storage device disappear out of thin air?!"
The harsh scolding increased the trembling of the crew's body.
"Indeed, it has indeed disappeared."
"War, battleship, several damaged areas were found in the battleship. It seems that someone else has come in."
Commander Botha's face changed slightly. He quickly ran to the sailor's side, raised his forelimbs and pushed hard.
"Get out of my way!"
it snapped.
Underneath the extremely harsh words was a face of extreme panic.
Like the crew, Commander Botha's two pairs of forelimbs trembled crazily as he opened the data sent back by the recovery robot.
boom!
There was a blank in the back of its mind.
After a long time, two syllables popped out of my blank brain.
"It's over..."
It murmured to itself: "It was preempted by human civilization..."
"I don't understand..." Commander Botha looked at the monitor blankly and muttered to himself, "When did they do these things..."
"I didn't see any enemy ships approaching these small battleships at all!"
It doesn't understand!
It is obvious that human civilization has always been at a disadvantage in war, why can they still do these things? !
Why can they still do these things? ! !
This...everything must be reasonable! ! !
For the first time, Commander Botha felt wronged in the war.
This damn human civilization has never played its cards according to normal routines!
"Damn robbers! Thieves! Bastards!!" Commander Botha cursed angrily through gritted teeth.
After a few seconds, the swearing died down.
"Send them a communication request."
Commander Bosa said with a ferocious face: "Let's see if we can persuade you to surrender!"
"If the fight continues, we won't be able to go home even if we win!"
…
After a few seconds.
The holographic projection screen gradually became clearer, and the images from the Botha civilization once again appeared in front of Lu Yongchang and others.
It was different from the first meeting.
This time, the large stick insects in Bosa's flagship were not as arrogant as before, but seemed a little sluggish.
Even Commander Botha standing in the center of the picture no longer looks upright with his slender body.
It seems that this commander who has experienced countless wars has difficulty accepting the loss of such a large number of warships.
But even so, the moment the communication was successfully connected, it slowly raised its two pairs of forelimbs, made a circle on its chest, and then glanced at the picture on the monitor with contemptuous eyes.
"Human civilization, you have lost!"
"The planetary fortress cannot continue to be used. You have no chance of winning in this war."
"Surrender now and give up all resistance. I can preserve the last fire of the race for you."
As he said that, a picture appeared in the holographic projection in front of everyone.
In the picture, there are densely packed, obscure words like tadpoles.
Zero quickly performed the translation task.
Looking at the slowly appearing Chinese characters, Lu Yongchang raised his eyebrows sharply.
The content of the text is very simple, it is about what to do after the surrender of human civilization.
According to the plan given by the Botha civilization, human civilization will retain a population of one million and be imprisoned in a large starship, waiting for the fall of the sweeper civilization.
As for other human beings, there is no need to say more about their fate.
Looking at the large food recovery and processing device in the plan, the faces of everyone in the command center turned livid.
"Asshole!"
Fang Xu, who was sitting not far from Lu Yongchang, slammed the table in front of him and shouted: "This is how you treat prisoners?!"
"You actually treat the captives as..."
As he said that, Fang Xu's expression changed quickly, and then he felt nauseated and couldn't help but make a vomiting motion.
In the holographic projection, all the Bosa people looked at Fang Xu's actions with puzzled faces.
A sound like fingernail scraping came from the speaker, and at the same time, Zero presented the real-time translation in front of everyone.
"Isn't this normal procedure?"
"Protein and fat are scarce resources in the universe. It would be too wasteful to throw them away directly. After perfect processing, these materials can be put to good use."
"This method of processing is very common, and many civilizations in the universe do this."
"Aren't you?"
The words in the holographic projection tightly gripped Lv Yongchang's heart.
His face turned slightly pale, and he took a few deep breaths to calm down his bad mood.
Then, Lv Yongchang stared at the holographic projection with extremely disgusted eyes, and squeezed out a sentence from his teeth.
"Human civilization will never surrender!"
"You are the ones who should surrender!"
The moment the voice fell, an extremely strong flash of light broke out in the Botha fleet!
Through the porthole, Lv Yongchang's peripheral vision swept this instant burst of light!
"Hit!!!"
Zhao Zijie's somewhat suppressed exclamation came from the side.
At the same time, an extremely sharp and piercing sound came from the loudspeaker-the communication has not been interrupted.
Lv Yongchang subconsciously turned his head to look at the holographic projection.
The picture in the projection was shaking violently, and the originally indifferent Botha people also fell into chaos.
The harsh sounds just now were the screams of fear of these stick insects.
Lv Yongchang frowned slightly and sighed softly.
From the uninterrupted communication screen, it can be seen that this round of two-dimensional fragments did not hit the enemy's flagship.
"Zero, which enemy ships did we hit?"
As soon as the voice fell, the real-time image from the detector appeared next to Lu Yongchang.
Under the illumination of several large flares, a series of two-dimensional paper warships slowly extended in the universe.
