1991. Grysk's conspiracy
Starting from the capital area of Crustai, everything was in a mess, buildings were destroyed, roads were bombed, and dense corpses were scattered everywhere.
These corpses were shot by blasters, and the explosive power of the blasters could immediately blow the bodies into pieces. You must know that the E-5 Blaster rifle is more powerful than the ordinary Blaster rifle, but it will generate a lot of heat when it is shot. After a few shots, it will be too hot to hold.
However, for the B-1 combat robot, this is not a problem.
The result is that, in the eyes of Crustai, the weapons used by this robot army are frighteningly powerful, and even one bullet is as powerful as a grenade!
Purely at the level of small arms, this is also a dimensionality reduction strike. Even Fourth Civilization, before developing Hypermatter Acceleration Technology, they would use a large number of explosive weapons, and even now they are still equipped with many explosive weapons.
And now, the culprit who caused this massacre has been captured by Protoss Zealot warrior.
Although the short Grysk was caught by a Zealot warrior, he was still yelling angrily. At the same time, his eyes were shining with a strange light, and his powerful mind control ability suddenly exploded! Kace-Maxwell felt dizzy, and suddenly felt nauseous, and he couldn't help but back away.
Protoss Zealot warrior, who caught this Grysk, was also the first to bear the brunt. He felt faint. Seizing this momentary flaw, Grysk suddenly fired a bolt of lightning from his mouth! This electric light was extremely sudden and powerful, but it only caused a wave of ripples in front of Zealot warrior.
Energy shield!
Grysk obviously cannot understand why the energy shield can be miniaturized so that one person can use it! There was a look of despair on his face, and then he was pressed down by Protoss Zealot warrior again.
Zealot was not polite and slapped Grysk to pieces, then forcefully opened his mouth. Only then did I see that the tooth part of this Grysk was a metal mechanical device. The Blitz just now was launched from here.
Without giving him any chance, Zealot warrior just forcibly tore off the metal device! Grysk's mouth suddenly became bloody, and he screamed loudly and vaguely. The pain was like having a tooth pulled out!
He struggled fiercely, but in front of Protoss, who was nearly 3 meters tall, Grysk was as defenseless as a child.
After tearing off the weapon installed on his gums, this Zealot warrior very thoughtfully took the bottle of first aid spray thrown by Maxwell, and then sprayed Grysk's mouth directly.
After a lot of struggling, Grysk had only half a breath left and collapsed on the ground without moving.
Rassidan walked over and put a metal collar on Grysk's neck. He glanced at the curious Maxwell and explained, "This collar can block their use of Psionics. As long as he tries to use Psionics, the electrodes on the collar will cause him enough pain to remember."
Then, Zealot warrior carried Grysk back to the spacecraft like a chicken.
After being sent to the medical room and treated by a medical robot, Grysk, who almost died due to heavy bleeding from his mouth and gums, finally recovered a little. He sat on the stool in the interrogation room, exhausted.
Admiral Qiyala, Kace-Maxwell, Rassidan stood in front of him.
Admiral Qiyala asked coldly using Chiss language: "Tell me, what is your name? How many of you are there on Crustai? Don't act stupid! All civilizations in this star field will learn from Chiss language."
Grysk glanced at Rassidan with a fearful expression, and then replied in the same Chiss language: "My name is Sangare (Sangare), and Crustai is my 'client species'. Here, I am the only one Grysk."
"Customer race? What does this mean?" Maxwell asked with a frown.
"To put it simply, these weak but numerous races are my customers. They provide me with services in any field." Sangare looked at Rassidan and said, "Your race also has strong power. I believe you will understand. When the power is as strong as ours, many things do not actually need to be done personally."
He never took a direct look at Maxwell and Ziyala from beginning to end. In his opinion, these weak and inferior races were only worthy of being his 'customers'.
"You are wrong. With power, you will also have responsibilities. There are no good or bad races in the universe. We do have powerful power, but we should use this power to help others." Rassidan said lightly, "The universe has never been a place where a person can survive alone."
"Hehehe... hypocrisy." Sangare sneered, "Even ordinary conversations between you are telepathic. As long as you are willing, controlling a planet or a race is a piece of cake. You always stand on the side of the strong and let the weak play that game called 'fair' with you. Don't you think it's ridiculous?"
He turned to look at Ziyala with a mocking smile, "And you, Chiss, do you feel it? You have developed industrial and military power. In the past, you were the overlord in Chaos, and no one dared to provoke you. But now? Do you have any ability to resist in the face of Duchy of Dawn? Now you are just a pet raised by Duchy of Dawn. Duchy of Dawn is polite to you on the surface, but in fact, have they given you a choice?"
"The problem between Chiss territory and Duchy of Dawn will naturally be resolved by both of us. This matter has nothing to do with you." Kace-Maxwell spoke first. He did not want to leave this problem to Admiral Qiyala. "Since you have always emphasized that the weak should eat the strong, now we stand on the side of the strong and ask you to surrender. Otherwise..."
"The side of the strong? Is Duchy of Dawn really the strong one? How do you... compare with the Galactic Empire? Hahahaha." Sangare sneered, "You will always be the losers in this war, Duchy of Dawn."
Maxwell felt a burst of anger in his heart, "Galactic Empire doesn't matter what happens, at least now, I have enough means to make you miserable!"
He stood up directly, pulled out the dagger and stabbed Sangare's thigh with a whoosh!
Sangare screamed immediately, but then the medical robot floated over and directly sutured his wound for treatment - without any anesthesia.
Admiral Qiyala said coldly, "You have been observing us, and you are also observing Duchy of Dawn. This war was actually launched by you deliberately! It is you who want the war!"
"No... it's Duchy of Dawn who wants war." Because of the pain, Sangare's expression was extremely ferocious. "Aren't you curious as to why it was such a coincidence that when purifying Mongolian Gal-Mongolian Gal, a colony was bombed by mistake? We do have a very extensive eye liner and intelligence network, but this is the only thing we cannot do."
"You bastard!" Maxwell stabbed him with the knife again. This time, Sangare screamed again and suppressed his next words.
Admiral Qiyala's face looked uncertain, and she seemed to be thinking about what Sangare just said.
At this time, Rassidan's voice came in his mind, "A person's psychic defense is like a castle. Some places have strong defenses and thick walls, and some places have weak defenses and lack of walls. Therefore, if you want to successfully control your mind, you must find the weakness in their mind. This is something that every mind controller is very good at."
"Look, I'm not wrong. You know a lot about mind control! This is not what a person who has never been involved in mind control can say! You are just enjoying this feeling of being superior and looking down on all living beings. You must call yourself gods, and then take away from weaker races, and use the superficial help to satisfy your own pathetic sense of morality." Sangare said with a grin.
However, Rassidan looked at him very calmly and said lightly, "Not anymore."
"Hahahaha!" Sangare burst into a burst of sarcastic laughter.
But his laughter stopped abruptly the next second, and he shook his head desperately, his eyes almost popping out of his sockets, as if he was enduring terrible pain.
It took a full two minutes for the torture to stop. Sangare looked at Rassidan with fear in his eyes and said weakly, "Ask me... I said... I said..."
"How many Grysk are there on Crustai?" Rassidan asked.
"Seven. The seven of us jointly control Crustai." Sangare answered honestly, "We Grysk are very scattered. In fact, except for reproduction, we don't need to be together at all. Naturally, we have our own customer races to provide us with everything we want."
Maxwell asked, "How many races do you control?"
"I don't know..." Sangare said. Seeing that Maxwell wanted to use the knife again, he quickly added, "I really don't know. Grysk Hegemony's distribution of its sphere of influence is top secret. We regularly receive information from the hegemonic core. The envoys here learned things that we should know. For example, after I completed the training of mind control, the envoys came to Crustai to control them. Our strategies and actions after that were based on the envoys' arrangements. As for other planets, we have no idea."
"When did you start investigating Duchy of Dawn?" Maxwell asked again.
"Since the outbreak of the war you call 'Clone Wars', we have begun to collect intelligence from the outside world." Sangare replied, "And you entered through the star gate After Chaos, it immediately aroused the alarm of the hegemonic core. According to what the envoy said when he came last time, Grysk Hegemony decided to take a preemptive strike and completely defeat you before Duchy of Dawn discovered us."
"In other words, you want to collude with the Galactic Empire to deal with us?"
"I am not responsible for this matter, so I only know a general idea. The messenger did not tell me the specific situation."
Rassidan asked, "I have studied the subjects controlled by you. You forcibly distorted their souls, the Will and memories, destroyed their psychological defenses, and then used your own power to build a false spiritual world for them. But this time should be very long... How do you want to control a race?" [Note 1]
"It's the envoy..." Sangare said, "After the envoy assigns the mission, he will also tell me the weaknesses of that race. Then I will use this weakness to spread panic among the entire race, and then gradually destroy their psychological defenses through this. It is like a virus infection. It will always be difficult to control the target initially, but as time goes by, the spread of control will become smoother and smoother."
He paused and then continued, "Sometimes, wars break out. The psychological defenses of some races are relatively strong, or after they realize that someone is controlling them, they will rise up to resist, and their hearts will become stronger at this time. Whenever this happens, we can only solve it through war. However, the ones who start the war are those who are controlled by us, that is to say, these people's compatriots... Seeing their former comrades appear in front of them, no matter how strong the psychological defenses are, they will collapse."
Admiral Qiyala asked, "Grysk Hegemony, is it a starship civilization or a civilization with Homeworld?"
Sangare was suddenly at a loss. He replied, "We don't need Homeworld at all... We are scattered among the planets of those controlled races and enjoy the services provided to us by the entire planet. For some races that we find useful, we will move their populations to other places and use them as laborers."
"A very powerful spiritual suggestion." Rassidan said.
"What did you say?" Maxwell was stunned.
"Deep in his heart, there is a line of defense built for him by others. And this line of defense is about them Homeworld." Rassidan said.
Admiral Qiyala nodded and said, "Yes, let's think about it the other way around. This person is emphasizing that he does not have Homeworld. In fact, what he wants to hide is the fact that they have Homeworld!"
"They are even taking precautions against their own people." Maxwell's face darkened.
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[Note 1: The setting of Grysk is not very complete. The original novel does not seem to describe more details of their mind control, but focuses on the plot of how Thrawn counterattacked and defeated Grysk Hegemony. Therefore, I can only make some completions in my own way.]