Everyone: Are mechanics weak? I wake up and rectify the natural disaster

Courage, will...

In pre-interstellar civilizations, especially in the classical era, they could have played a decisive role in a battle.

But in the vast sea of ​​stars.

Personal bravery is meaningless.

What passion, what passion.

In the bone-chilling interstellar space.

It gets colder faster than a puddle of wolf dung in the Siberian wilderness.

...To put it bluntly, the latter is somewhat useful.

The former is truly of no value and cannot be affected by anything.

In a situation where technology has created a desperate generation gap;

The information level is also completely at a disadvantage, and they are also beaten first and calculated mentally but not carefully;

Not only that, the strength of the two sides is completely unequal.

Although the second fleet sent by Su Wen did not have many capital ships, there were only a few dozen.

The problem is that the combat effectiveness of those hundreds of 'small boats' is also considerable.

What happened to the boat?

Regardless of whether it was a light aircraft carrier or a thunder patrol, the beatings made Khan's gang of bastards howl and scream.

After all, a 10,000-ton light warship is completely sufficient to deal with this kind of stuff.

Su Wen, this is a T6 level battleship with an average technological level.

Generally speaking, the standing army of the ordinary Eternal Empire is only at this level.

It would be easy to deal with the main front-line troops that Khan was currently focusing on besieging Bane, Cold Lizard and other first-class civilization main stars.

Used to engage in home-stealing tactics, it is really like killing a dragon with a knife and killing a chicken.

Su Wen was talking and laughing.

Here New Jersey has suppressed Khan's garrison fleet and beat them violently.

In the latter, more than 90% of the units on the entire front were shut down, lost contact, and destroyed.

Like a featherweight player who was mistakenly put into the arena of strong magnetic fields.

Now all that was left was to lie on the floor and doubt life.

More air in and less air out.

Don't talk about resistance or counterattack...

Now that they were surrounded by New Jersey, it was impossible for them to survive.

As for 'driving the enemy out and successfully defending'...

Then it can only be enjoyed in fantasy time.

"Pay attention to screening, I don't want any of the Khan's soldiers,"

Su Wen gave the order with a very relaxed expression.

"When these bitches got on the boat, I even thought they had dirty the floor of our house."

Although I have decided to have a rare big silver party in the evening and have fun.

But in the spirit of making money and taking care of everything...

Su Wen decided to continue sitting and watching the holographic projection before going to work.

...One thing to say is that it is indeed quite touching to watch the fleet under his command crush all the enemies with overwhelming force.

Su Wen was quite excited about this kind of 'coloring game' where he watched the battlefield slowly fill up with the color blue representing one's own troops, like a heirloom from P Club like Europa Universalis.

The desire to conquer and control has been engraved in male biological instincts from an era even more primitive than the Australopithecus.

By the way, Su Wen thinks so too.

If even the instinct of leading soldiers to fight and conquering enemies, which is engraved in the deepest part of male genes, cannot bring pleasure...

Then the rest of his eternal life may be spent happily doing sports with more and more harem people.

...I have to say that it is difficult to be the Eternal God Emperor!

In order to balance his own psychological needs, Su Wen took great pains.

Fortunately, he came all the way and basically made small wins and big wins at random.

After getting out of the stage of doing things personally and running business alone, there are rarely competitive games that require hard work and hard thinking.

It was all a one-sided crushing.

This is good.

It would be better to keep it going.

After getting used to overwhelming victories, Su Wen became very calm about such fierce battle scenes.

His road of conquest has already been paved with countless bones, and he doesn't care if there are more of them.

With this indifferent mood, His Excellency the Head of State, who was admiring how the Second Fleet surrounded and wiped out the last remaining strength of the Khan tribe's defense forces, was even in the mood to occasionally comment a few words amidst the chats of the beauties around him.

Focusing on a good movie viewing experience.

All I need is a bucket of popcorn or something.

"Honey, open your mouth."

He had just changed his mind after he had given New Jersey the "no survivors" order.

The glorious white silk hands held a small lemon cream cake that was obviously freshly baked and brought it to Su Wen's mouth.

"Mmm, it tastes good!"

Su Wen naturally accepted the order and gave his caring wife a thumbs up.

Zhenhai, who saw this scene on the other side, suddenly changed his expression:

Damn it, she actually forgot about this!

'Lost, it was stolen by the British...'

"...?"

At this time, Yixian, who was holding a fruit plate, came over and sat down on the other side of Su Wen.

When he put the things on the coffee table and picked up a piece of honeydew melon to feed to his man, he glanced at the little sister with a puzzled look.

"..."

Although she didn't say anything, Zhenhai seemed to read in his best friend's eyes a feeling of sadness and anger at his misfortune... His whole body became paler.

"...What are you doing? Look at your dejected look,"

Su Wen was very happy to be fed. He looked at the depressed Wife No. 2 with a puzzled look on his face.

After asking a bit puzzledly,

He picked it up casually and hugged her over.

He held Zhenhai's slender waist and placed her directly on his lap.

"Come, come, watch the game, watch the game!"

"....?!"

Guanghui looked at this scene and was so angry that his hands were shaking.

How can this benefit Donghuang?

Heartless thing!

"...Hey, why is this cake sour?"

"Acid? Acid is right!"

Looking at the obviously unhappy Wifey No. 1, Su Wen suddenly realized,

He quickly invited the noble Royal Lady to the rostrum.

"That's pretty much it."

The smiling Guanghui happily pulled the dog man's face and stamped it with a click.

"...No, why are you all looking at me?"

At this moment, the latter did not bother to wipe the lip marks on his face.

Looking at the mental figures around me who were staring at me with increasingly strange looks, I was almost sweating.

"Watch the game, it's so beautiful!"

..

Contest...

Well, this was just what he said casually.

There is no other competition.

Letting two chase three counts as a game, but getting shaved by zero bars and five counts as a game?

The situation on the court was as if a little-known team of passers-by in Internet cafes had just made their debut and ran into T1 in the first game.

After the New Jersey god came down to earth to fight against five.

The rest is just garbage time kicking corpses.

As for clearing up the remnant...

It's not because Boss Su has been very angry and murderous recently.

It's entirely because of the mission requirements of their trip.

Due to the necessity of concealment, no news can be leaked:

Although it is such an important place, Khan will definitely check the situation frequently.

But that doesn’t mean how long it can be delayed!

This would definitely leave no one alive to tip off the information.

After all, the 'mobile digital black hole' equipment carried by the Second Fleet cannot be turned on all the time.

We can only try our best to clean up the 'crime scene' within this time.

Those technicians who were kidnapped by the Khan could still be saved.

These people have some value - every smart mind deserves respect!

But there is really no need to keep these personal guards and soldiers.

Based on the despicable crimes these people committed after following the Great Khan...

Basically, it’s a choice between the electric chair and the noose.

Even if every other person is shot and killed, there must be someone who slips through the net!