Chapter 320 Target "Sigma"

While most of the people in Rector were still sound asleep, a joint action team composed of dogfish-class frigates and small scout ships descended into the planet's atmosphere, sealing off the entire Stynface Sea thousands of nautical miles around Quentin Island. , not to mention flies, even a mosquito can't fly out.

The 85-meter-long Migratory Bird-class reconnaissance ship cruised back and forth in areas such as the Maro Desert, the Golden Coast, and Caronesburg City. Cooperating with the larger Tuna-class unmanned reconnaissance aircraft mothership, it will fly the entire ship in just 3 hours. The planet is divided into countless blocks, forming a huge reconnaissance network.

The rebels must use vehicles to operate inland, and Ilictra has sufficient confidence to capture them. Because the word "Navy" in the interstellar era represented invincibility and absolute strength.

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The ear-piercing sonic booms emitted by various types of naval ships shuttled through the atmosphere first woke up the people of Rector. Looking at the aerospace vehicles shuttling back and forth in the sky, and the TV programs on only a few official channels, they realized one thing.

Something happened, something must have happened to Rector. Otherwise, why would the navy suddenly intervene in inland affairs?

Middle-level officials in cities such as Olovia and Karonesberg feel this way especially strongly, because they have not seen high-level government figures since they went to work. No one answered the phone, and even in their home, there were only a few housekeepers and servants left.

Of course, there are also some politicians who have been informed of the "insider news" and whose status is not high or low, hovering on the edge of the aristocratic circle. Before Roger Fillett landed on Quentin Island, he had sent someone to convey a sad news to them.

"Under the joint attack of the Rector Navy and the government army, the rebel army occupying the Northern Suburb Research Institute retreated steadily and was defeated. However, at the moment when the victory was about to come, those despicable Garcia rebels. That group Demons, they... They actually carried out a nuclear attack on Wendenbat in a frenzy, causing the entire capital to be submerged in a sea of ​​​​fire. Millions of civilians were killed and nearly 100,000 soldiers died. But it’s okay. Paying such a heavy price, the rebels The army was finally wiped out."

After hearing such news, they were not nervous when they saw the battleship roaming the sky the next morning. However, the immediate boss disappeared? Going to a party? Then you should say hello to your subordinates and make arrangements.

"Could it be... I met a good friend and went to play ons? Well, it must be like this." This is the thinking of most officials.

For the people in the surrounding towns of Wendenbat. Last night's accident was a nightmare.

The night sky was dyed blood red, the wind was strong, the earth was shaking, and the loud noise shattered the glass windows. People woke up from their sleep and stared blankly at the bursting fireballs on the horizon.

As if the end is coming.

Many, many people dragged their families with their families and had no time to clean up their belongings. They only brought some necessities and left this land of right and wrong overnight. There are also some who cannot leave for various reasons. I could only hide in the cellar, into the air-raid shelter, and wait until dawn trembling. Wait until the radiation cloud dissipates.

When the morning sun pierced the night sky and Megar jumped out of the horizon, the black rain finally stopped.

The wind from the Sea of ​​Stynface blew away the sparse clouds that had gathered in the sky, clearing away the gloom of last night.

People drilled out of cellars, air-raid shelters, and basements one after another, and they all breathed a sigh of relief after detecting that the concentration of radiation in the air returned to normal values.

There was a huge bang of warships passing by in the air, and various types of unmanned reconnaissance aircraft and support ships flickered in the clouds. They thought it was a government rescue team. However, the quiet main road clearly said, "You are overthinking."

Some sighed. Some people were angry, and some people said nothing. Pack up the clothes, food, and first aid kit, and throw the engineering equipment and civilian power armor into the car. With a full kick of the accelerator, countless rubbles were crushed, and he drove straight towards Wendenbat.

The government can procrastinate and officials can be late, but they cannot face their inner torture. The people at the bottom are the most cowardly, the most timid and fearful, but at the same time, they are the kindest, most compassionate and just people.

Heroes are actually everywhere. They may be a bald man, or an aunt with a bucket waist. Perhaps in daily life, they will haggle over every detail, quarrel with market peddlers because of lack of weight, and even pick up a wallet and lose money. The money inside was stuffed into his pocket. But when the disaster really comes, they will do everything they can without hesitation to help those who are in danger. The so-called human nature is nothing more than this.

However, in today's social environment, when nobles determine national consciousness, rulers don't need heroes, they don't need good people. They just want the civilians to plot and intrigue with each other like this, like a mass of loose sand, to be fished and dominated by them forever.

The raging flames have been doused by the heavy rain, the smoke has also cleared, and there is still some burnt smell in the air. The bustling Wendenbadt has become a dead zone.

Delapidated houses, black ground, streets covered with rubbish, crooked light poles and billboards, and mottled walls... overnight, the entire city was reduced to ruins.

There were no living creatures, no corpses, only the crackling sound of the wind blowing metal products and the stones and rubble all over the ground, and drones flashed by in the gray-black sky from time to time.

These people who gathered in twos and threes from the surrounding towns to Wendenbat, who wanted to contribute a little to the survivors, were stunned. Why is there no body? Can't hear the cries of the wounded? Could it be that the government has rescued them and resettled those who died?

But why didn't I see the medical staff in white coats and the blood cross symbol of the same color as lipstick? Also, where are the troops? where are the police Where are the civil affairs officials? Where is the engineering department for repairing electricity, communications, and clearing roadblocks?

No, nothing at all, the people in the government have brought the attribute of "being late" to the extreme. But after thinking about it carefully, I was relieved again. These moths who eat the imperial food all day long and exploit the low-level people, how can they feel the pain of the low-level people, the ordinary citizens of Wendenbat died, not their parents and sisters, what is there to worry about? Of course, this is only one of the reasons, there is a more important reason. Rush to the front line, not afraid of difficulties, and overcome all hardships. Risking his life to walk into the ruins of a nuclear explosion, such an honor must be given to the leader. The senior officials above did not speak. Who dares to move the people below? Aren't you afraid of being put on small shoes in the future?

The government was hopeless, and these well-wishers spontaneously divided into many groups. Communicating via radio intercom, parking the vehicle outside the city, and walking into the devastated urban area.

There are still mottled bloodstains on the ground, and there are traces of human excavation in the ruins of some collapsed buildings.

What exactly is going on? Since it wasn't the government, who would enter Wendenbat in the middle of the night and carry out rescue operations in an environment where the radioactive material has not dissipated? Unless they don't want to live anymore! Furthermore, a city with a population of tens of millions has a total area of ​​more than 10,000 square kilometers. In such a large disaster-stricken area, trying to rescue all trapped and injured civilians in just a few hours is simply more difficult than hiking to the sky.

A question mark was drawn in everyone's heart, a big question mark! who is it? Who is it? Who got them out? What about the living? where are they

There are a total of 8 large squares in Wendenbath, which are arranged in all directions, and surround the city hall in the center like a moon and stars.

When the first group of civil rescue teams entered the urban area arrived at Gore Square in the Wood District, they saw an unbelievable scene. The remains of the victims were neatly arranged in the central square, and they were covered with white sheets. The body, which had lost all temperature, undulated like waves under the morning wind.

Some of the survivors who survived fell on top of them. Or weeping in a low voice, dejected; or crying loudly, chanting the names of relatives; or staring at their faces. Wipe away the dried blood with trembling hands.

On the opposite side of the square is a cathedral, which has survived the nuclear attack. There are many people sitting in it, thousands of people, and the prayers and eulogy are like a single loop of music, playing non-stop.

In the open space outside the church, some people with bloodstained and muddy bodies gathered in twos and threes, sharing the food scavenged from the ruins of shopping malls, fast food restaurants, and convenience supermarkets.

While their faces were filled with grief, there was also a bit of joy in their eyes that survived the catastrophe. The dead are gone. The living must continue to live. To live is to be born. survive.

"Oh, my,!"

"What's going on, what's going on here?"

"..."

The members of the civil search and rescue team looked at each other in blank dismay. Looking at the tens of thousands of survivors densely packed around the entire Gore Plaza, and looking at the engineering equipment and medical supplies in the hands of these people, they were all stunned.

The vast majority of these survivors were stained with blood, and some were even dyed red, but why...why were they all alive and well, without any sign of injury. Who would believe that those bloodstains belonged to the victims? Is it possible that none of the tens of thousands of survivors was injured in a disaster of this scale?

"You are..." At this time, a middle-aged man of some age, holding a dozen clean coats in his arms, walked out of a half-collapsed shopping mall at the back, and saw the search and rescue team, so he went up with gratitude strike up a conversation.

"We are from Binnuo Town. When we heard about Wendenbat's accident, we came to support us." A man in engineering power armor in the search and rescue team introduced himself before waiting for the middle-aged man to reply. , and continued: "This...what the hell is going on? Why...why they..."

Needless to say, the middle-aged man also knew what he wanted to express, "Hey! If I said that we were all saved by a group of hideous alien creatures, would you believe it?"

"Hideous? Alien creatures? Wendenbat has alien creatures?" Some members of the search and rescue team couldn't help scratching their scalps, thinking that the middle-aged man might have a little mental problem after experiencing such a disaster. It is true that Wendenbat has other creatures besides humans, but how could there be a guy with a high IQ who can rescue people from the ruins?

"I knew you didn't believe it." The middle-aged man shook his head: "If it was me in the past, I would never have believed it." After finishing speaking, he bypassed several members of the search and rescue team and walked quickly towards the church.

"No matter where they come from, who they are driven by, and what role they play in the disaster that spread to Wendenbat on the battlefield. At the very least, they are far more benevolent than those hypocritical politicians."

"Thank you, thank you..."

The middle-aged man's murmurs floated into his ears with the wind, and the members of the search and rescue team looked at me and I looked at you, with "shock" written all over their faces. Reason told them that this was not true, but the scene in the square ahead. But they had to believe it.

Such a scene not only happened to the rescue team from Binno Town, but also happened to other civil rescue groups. Of course, none of this can escape the eyes of unmanned reconnaissance drones. only. The difference from those private rescue groups is that after the lord learned of this matter. The already bad mood was even worse. Because in addition to appointing officials, stabilizing the situation, searching for rebels and a series of tedious government affairs, he also had to consider how to discredit the alien creature rescue team.

At noon, government officials from the health system arrived with some medical personnel, and a mechanized infantry regiment from the Capital Military Region also slowly marched into the devastated urban area.

After the soldiers brought the situation under control, some officials from the Disaster Relief Committee temporarily formed by the lords showed up in the urban area of ​​Wendenbat.

The vast majority of them have superb acting skills comparable to professional actors, and a few of them cried in front of them with teary eyes and runny noses. On the one hand, he was asking about his health, and on the other hand, he was blaming those hateful Garcia rebels with righteous words.

The reporters accompanied them all the way, flashing lights and carefully rehearsed questions and answers.

The officials and gentlemen are dedicated and loyal in front of others. However, when they are thirsty or hungry, they stop and enter the camp, and the sadness on their faces disappears instantly. The furrowed brows slowly relaxed, replaced by domineering and high-spirited ones.

If it wasn't for Hausman and Kunna, all of them would have gone to hell. It's their turn to play a disaster relief show. As long as everything is performed according to the script, when the limelight is over, they will be promoted to nobles, become new nobles, and completely enter the upper class of the empire.

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While Lord Lancelot was still having a headache over who would be Governor of Rector, a Starlink private shuttle launched from Orova City passed the security checkpoint set up by the Rector Navy, slowly Sail to the Lagrangian point between the two inhabited planets Rector and Bruno.

The lifeblood of Duke Yadan's military industry, one of the three major shipbuilding enterprises, the "Sigma" space station is located here.

Looking through the porthole of the shuttle. "Sigma" stands quietly in the dark cosmic space, and its main structure looks like a dozen "king" characters spliced ​​together.

40 kilometers long. The surface of the 8-kilometer-wide behemoth is brightly lit, and the light of nuclear energy searchlights complements the beacon lights outside the space station. The hundreds of kilometers of space around "Sigma" are illuminated in colorful colors, like neon lights.

"Sigma" is not so much a factory as it is a medium-sized city. Of course, his function is very simple. Based on the ship accessories provided by Rector and Bruno, he designs and manufactures the core zero-element engines, weapons, and operating systems of the battleship, and assembles them into ships of different sizes. Space battleship.

As the military center of the Ferguson family, the defensive power of the entire space station is much stronger than that of Silbes Naval Port. In addition to a large number of floating turrets, guard posts, missile platforms, and its own defensive destroyer formation, there are also powerful escorts. shield technology.

The Yipsi dragons have astonishing attainments in shield technology, just like the energy shield around the jump relay station, which can not only block the scorching airflow of the final star, the violent and violent hurricane, and the fast flying sand and rocks, but also It can filter out harmful substances within the scope of action.

Since human beings entered the universe civilization, they have discovered many Ypsilon ruins. They are salivating for the shield technology of the ancestors, and they want to get it quickly. However, limited by the great difference in the level of civilization, and intrigues and intrigues between countries, sincere cooperation cannot be achieved. As a result, progress in deciphering the technology of the First Men has been slow, like a snail's pace.

Of course, human beings' counterfeit skills are definitely not to be underestimated. Although they can't make the Ypsilon shield, they rely on the knowledge of warp speed navigation to create a powerful deflection shield.

Different from the magnetic force field that can only bounce metal projectiles and flying thunder, the deflection shield uses a large number of space-time warping excitation devices, and uses a large number of zero elements as the starting energy to form a deflection force around the object to be protected It can deflect incoming projectiles, physical ammunition such as missiles, and even directional beams such as lasers, plasma beams, and charged particle cannons to the time and space behind the target.

To put it bluntly, the offset force field is to use the space-time warping effect of the zero element engine to create a virtual space isolation zone between the protection and the real universe, so that the enemy's attack enters the virtual space, bypasses the protection, and escapes from behind. Scatter channel shoots out.

It can be said unceremoniously that this is an invincible force field. The space-time warping excitation device burns zero elements and emits blue light, which is named "Guardian Light" by some people.

The birth of the offset shield was once regarded by some paranoid scientists as an epoch-making scientific and technological progress, and a manifestation of human civilization catching up with and surpassing the civilization of the Ipsi dragon.

Of course, this is obviously a manifestation of Yelang's arrogance from sitting in a well. A strong deflection shield is powerful, but few people can afford this kind of powerful defensive shield.

Croatan's Skydplatney-class helicarrier is a money-burner. However, compared to the offset shield, the former is like a penny-pinching penny that can be broken into an 8-petal flower. (to be continued)