Alien Domination

Orr Galaxy Blue Star.

This war-torn life planet has not been able to recuperate after the war ended.

Crocodile people continue to mine, making this originally vibrant planet gradually desolate.

A fleet is stationed outside the Blue Star orbit—the Moyi Skywing Fleet.

Headed by a giant starship, the "mothership" that the Silver Dragon Empire is more accustomed to call.

Supplemented by six cruisers, they scattered in this space, protecting the huge starry sky ship in the center.

Nearly 10,000 battleships are scattered around, including more assault ships and reconnaissance ships.

Even a satellite of Blue Star was submerged by the fleet.

Of course, this is just an exaggeration.

In fact, the fleet uses this relatively small satellite as a dock. Under the transformation of the third-level energy science and technology civilization, the huge fleet is either docked on the modified satellite, or revolves in the orbit of the attached satellite.

On this day, it doesn't seem to be much different from usual.

When the fleet ushered in the light of the Orbit star in its orbit, the starry sky giant also received a set of strange messages.

"Sure it's our shuttle?"

The commander of the Tianyi Fleet was a crocodile man who was not tall and strong. He hurriedly rushed to the giant main control room the size of a reconnaissance ship. Before he could stand firm, he asked hurriedly.

There are many crocodile men sitting in front of the main console of the giant, but there is still an Aps in the middle.

Not comparable to the "Appsjie" that Yunhai encountered in the ruins, this Apps, which also has three heads, is obviously treated much better.

First of all, it is very clean, and unlike the naked Apsj, this Aps also wears a set of clothes made specifically for them, and the three heads are controlled separately by the tentacles. Still holding a huge blue glass of drink.

"Dear Captain, the reconnaissance ship wandering on the periphery has been clear. It is indeed our shuttle."

"Trying to communicate several times. None of the six shuttles responded."

"They have retired from the speed of light, and now they only fly by inertia. At their speed, after ten hours, they will enter our alert range."

The three heads of this Aps are obviously very tacit, and they said each in a very organized manner.

Captain Crocodile frowned, and his rough forehead was suddenly full of gully.

"I can't find out, which warship does the shuttle belong to? Six shuttles, this is the standard configuration of a battleship."

Soon, Captain Crocodile asked another question.

"We have already checked. The mental brain body systems of these six shuttles are still operating, but they shouldn't exist in our database."

"The six shuttles belong to the battleship numbered 79308. In our database, this battleship was defeated by the Silver Dragon Empire on the battlefield very early, and was eventually towed away by their cruisers. Up."

"So we think there must be a conspiracy in the appearance of these six shuttles."

Aps's three heads said logically.

"Send two assault ships to see and find out if this is a human conspiracy."

Captain Crocodile frowned deeper.

It didn't take long, that is, a minute or two. Starship received feedback from the assault ship.

"The six shuttles flew back according to the degree of automaticity! And there are our dead people on it! Are you sure that there is no certain type of mass destruction weapon set on the shuttle that automatically detonates?"

Captain Crocodile immediately responded to the assault ship.

"We have scanned and confirmed it again and again. If the shuttle has a programmed automatic detonation program for heavy weapons, there must be pulse signal radiation. But we have not found an abnormality."

The assault ship responded almost instantly.

After thinking twice, Captain Crocodile made a decision that he regretted for life.

"Don't let the six shuttles approach our fleet, submit the problem to the ground, and let them guide the six shuttles to land on Blue Star, and then look up what happened."

"Yes, Captain."

The assault ship responded swiftly, and then cut off the communication connection.

"Father, you are too cautious! In case these six shuttles are our clansmen captured by the enemy and escaped, although they died for some reason. But there may be important intelligence information in the shuttles. You Doing so is tantamount to giving credit to the wastes at the base."

A crocodile man much stronger than the captain came over. Can't help but whisper.

"As long as there is no fault, it is the greatest credit. I have been sitting in the seat of the Skywing Fleet Captain for more than three hundred years. You don't know how many people from behind are staring at my seat, they wish I made a mistake."

Captain Crocodile turned his head to look at his son, smiled slightly, and then said: "I may have been too cautious in the way I handled it just now, but in the standard process, even if I give Blue Star a piece that can destroy the entire The planet’s bomb, that’s okay. Because compared to our Skywing Fleet, a blue star that has been over-exploited is nothing."

Captain Crocodile’s strong and horrifying son understood, but he nodded awkwardly.

With a sigh in his heart, the crocodile captain looked away from his son.

At the same time, in the space far away from the captain, the assault ship that had just finished communication transmitted the information to the Blue Star base, and at the same time used the brain to guide the brain body system on the shuttle, and escorted them to fly. Blue star.

"Clear out apron No. 6 and let the soldiers get ready, we have guests."

In the largest military base of Blue Star, the base leader who received the information issued an order.

On the apron No. 6, hundreds of humans who were cleaning and repairing the apron were violently driven to the side by a group of crocodile soldiers with guns.

Dozens of ground combat vehicles drove over, and the muzzle of the black hole pointed at the shuttle group that was quickly landing under the **** of the assault ship.

One, two, three...

The six shuttles landed steadily on the empty apron under the control of the base's brains.

"laugh……"

A fighter plane that flew over in the air, sprayed a foul-smelling liquid on the six shuttles at low altitude.

This is the standard process. When the unknown exists, it is necessary to spray a synthetic liquid agent that can kill most microorganisms first.

At the same time, a large number of staff at the base repeatedly scanned the shuttle until it was confirmed that apart from a varying number of corpses, there were no known heavy lethal weapons.

A team of mechanical warriors were dispatched, and under the surveillance of dozens of fighters ready to fire, they quickly entered the shuttle that opened the hatch controlled by the brain.

No one knew that in the dark-brown synthetic liquid dripping down the body, countless spider worms left the shuttle and flowed into the ground sewer.