1631.Low-Temperature Humans
"You mean, Archangel of Death is here?" Major General Cassio-Tagge looked at the battlefield situation map with a gloomy expression on his face. "Is it because of the power of Archangel of Death that our battle situation is as bad as this now?"
First Battlegroup Commander nodded and said, "This master... well, if what you said is correct and Archangel of Death is indeed here, then everything can indeed be explained clearly. Archangel of Death... it only took less than an hour to destroy Second Battlegroup."
"Those are 10 Knight-class Star Destroyer! Even if you give up resistance and let them bomb them, they won't be able to blow them up in an hour!" Cassio-Tagge said through gritted teeth.
You know, there are not many Knight-class Star Destroyer currently installed on Galactic Republic. Even if Kuat Drive Yards gave its full support this time, it only brought a total of 40 Knight-class.
After all, other war zones are also coveting Knight-class Star Destroyer. Hunter Class Battlecruiser alone has long been unable to compare with the increasing number of Separatists, Behemoth-class, Calamity-class and other warships of several models.
Kuat Drive Yards is already a step behind in upgrading battleships, so Galactic Republic will let Sienar Fleet Systems finalize the design of Vindicator-class heavy cruiser as soon as possible [Note 1].
And here, Archangel of Death killed 10 Knight-class Star Destroyer without saying a word, accounting for a quarter of them! How can this not make Cassio-Tagge feel distressed.
"We don't know what happened... but what happened at that time... was indeed too weird and terrifying..." Third Commander was still sweating coldly when he said this. "When I arrived at the battlefield, Second Battlegroup was already in chaos. The communication kept talking about red fighter jets and red fighter jets, but nothing could be scanned on our side. Moreover, they were in chaos, and no one paid attention to us when we proposed data sharing... and then..."
He shook his head. Even though they were tens of thousands of kilometers away from Second Battlegroup, the terrifying scene still made him extremely frightened.
"... They started to be confused... very confused, as if they had encountered something terrible. And they were avoiding one of the warships, or maybe several ships... In short, the situation quickly turned into a chaotic situation of chasing and escaping. The communication was full of death screams and angry shouts. They wanted to resist, but it seemed to be useless, death was spreading... Occasionally, the communication was connected, and in the holographic projection screen, they saw decaying corpses..."
"... Yes, these corpses are moving... catching, biting, and even shooting people everywhere! They were once living people! Why did they rot in a few minutes? Why can they run away after they are dead?" Third Commander covered his forehead. Such a scene was too terrifying. If he hadn't had enough concentration as Commander, he might have collapsed long ago.
"Then... none of it... the screams gradually disappeared, and the Second Battlegroup warships also stopped one by one. Then... then they started to send us communications, constantly, asking us to go over and rescue them... No... no! But they are obviously dead!"
Cassio-Tagge Hearing these words, he originally wanted to laugh hard, saying that they were telling a science fiction story, but when he saw the ashen expressions on the faces of the first Commander and Third Commander, his heart started to beat loudly.
That's actually true!!
Second Battlegroup, was turned into a corpse without any warning? When the battleship's shield armor is still intact?
"There's nothing surprising. Archangel of Death's ability is to control death. It's not difficult for him to turn all the people inside into walking zombies across the battleship." Zhan Droga said coldly.
His voice was rude and manic, like a wild beast roaring, but his tone of voice was very calm. These were two extremes.
"If this is the case, how can we fight??! As long as he comes over, we will all die!!" Cassio-Tagge immediately became angry.
He felt that he had been deceived, that he was tricked into coming here to die even though he knew this was a place of death!
"Why do you think Archangel of Death hasn't unified the galaxy yet?" Zhan Droga said coldly in his rough voice, "That's because we exist."
"Do you have a way to kill him?" Cassio-Tagge's eyes lit up.
"If Archangel of Death was killed so easily, we would have been drinking tea at Dawn Star Planet by now." Jan Droga choked back.
"You..." Cassio-Tagge was so stunned that he couldn't even breathe, and almost fainted from the anger.
Zhan Droga snorted and said, "Do your job well, top student. Leave the matter of the Force to us."
A large transport ship flew next to Knight-class Star Destroyer, one of the Second Battlegroup, and leaned against the docking bay of the loading and unloading platform. After the docking was completed, the transport ship's hatch opened, and rows of B-1 combat robots walked in in an orderly manner.
These B-1 combat robots do not carry the E-5 Blaster rifle that they are usually equipped with. On the contrary, they are all empty-handed. After entering the battleship, they began to spread out, entering various departments of the battleship, and then began to take over the operation of the battleship.
"Hey, get out of the way, this is the helmsman's position." A B-1 combat robot came to the main console and said to the swaying rotting corpse still sitting on it.
The corpse stood up and moved aside, allowing the B-1 combat robot to sit down.
"You, turn on the repeater." The B-1 combat robot then said to another robot next to it.
"Roger Roger." After the robot responded, it turned to the operator's body and said, "Turn on the repeater."
The corpse complied, albeit clumsily, but still completed the action.
"This time we can command humans, which has never appeared in the database." A B-1 combat robot said.
"They are not humans. They have a lower body temperature. They should be called Low-Temperature Humans." Another B-1 combat robot said, "The air here contains more hydrogen sulfide and methane, indicating that the living environment of these Low-Temperature Humans requires these two gases."
"The race Low-Temperature Humans is not in my database."
"Of course it won't be in the small capacity of your processor. Oh, and my processor doesn't have it either."
"Hey, you, Low-Temperature Humans, go turn that switch on."
A corpse with its head twisted 180 degrees turned around and completed the operation with its back to the console.
"I like to command humans, and this will make my processor run 5% faster."
"It's Low-Temperature Humans."
"Roger Roger."
Das-Malthael stood outside Red Comet fighter's cabin and looked coldly in the direction of Republic fleet. He did not kill directly now, because Force sense showed that the opponent had several masters from the Force.
In the face of Republic fleet's absolutely superior firepower, it is very dangerous to be entangled by the masters of the opponent Force-sensitive.
But this also made him more excited.
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[Note 1: In fact, some friends who know Star Wars better also discovered that I have shipped many battleships, equipment and characters that will not appear for several years in advance. Otherwise, it wouldn't be appropriate to keep watching more and more battleships on Fourth Civilization's side abuse Hunter Class... It's better to rise alternately... There were so many black technologies in the Galactic Empire period, which were enough to fight Fourth Civilization several times.]