2379. Bloody Battle of Fondor (2)
"One month?! Are you fucking kidding me!!!" Octavian-Grant roared loudly at the blacked-out screen.
However, no one paid any attention to it.
"Your Majesty the Governor, if it's a month, I think Fondor Planet should be fine." The Empire Commander said in a low voice.
"But have you ever thought about the extent to which Fondor Planet's production will be destroyed in one month?! If Fondor Planet's industrial production is destroyed, then our greatest capital will be gone! How much attention do you think Fondor Planet and the Empire will give us when they have lost their strategic value?" Octavian-Grant shouted angrily while breathing heavily.
Although the number of the Galactic Empire 20th Army under his command is the last, in terms of strength, it can be said that it is second only to the five legions guarding Core Worlds. The reason is the terrible industrial production capacity of Fondor Planet.
Fondor Planet is not only the military and economic trump card of the 20th Army, but also the political trump card. With Fondor Planet, Octavian-Grant have enough confidence to thrive in the dark and corrupt officialdom of the Galactic Empire.
He did not join any of the factions Orman-Tagge, Dunn-Vesex, or Wilhuff-Tarkin, but he was also the priority target of these political and military factions.
Originally Octavian-Grant thought that this situation would last for a long time, but unexpectedly, Fondor Planet was directly attacked!
He became angry and thought that this was Darth-Vader deliberately weakening his power.
But there was nothing he could do. Darth-Vader took away all the fleet, leaving him to rely on the power of the planet itself for defense.
At this time, another officer came over, stood at attention and saluted Octavian-Grant, and said, "Your Majesty the Governor, we have activated the air filtration systems of all core factories. Separatists indeed used biological weapon viruses, but those mutated organisms cannot break through the defense lines of our major factories."
"Completely block all their possible attack methods! Give me a thorough study of all the military methods Dawn Star Planet has used since Clone Wars! I will completely block their army from the front! Only in this way can we use more robots to exchange industrial production capacity with them!" Octavian-Grant said loudly.
"Yes! Your Majesty the Governor. Please rest assured that major factories are adjusting their production lines and fully producing K-X series security robots for combat." the officer said.
"Remember! Everything that can be exchanged for production capacity cannot be called a loss!! Especially our production facilities must be protected!" Octavian-Grant warned again.
"Yes!"
Octavian-Grant waved his hand, indicating that the officer could leave. He sat down on the sofa and poured himself a glass of wine with a high alcohol content.
In recent days, he had to keep himself tipsy in order to calm down his uneasy mood. Whenever he heard explosions and roars from outside, he would feel uneasy, and sometimes he would even shout uncontrollably.
When this is all over, it's time to see a psychiatrist.
Octavian-Grant sighed and looked in the direction of the holographic combat map.
Capacity exchange is the most effective defense method for Fondor Planet now. The so-called production capacity exchange is to continuously produce combat equipment such as combat robots and automatic turrets to exchange battle damage with Separatists's invading army. Separatists also invested a large number of combat robots, so in the end, the battle will be based on the output of both sides.
Compared with industrial production capacity, Fondor Planet will not be afraid of any opponent!
And this is also the situation that Sefrans-Tann wants to avoid.
In the past few days, she has been studying the structure of Fondor Planet. Almost every day, a large number of planet scanning reports are sent to her for detailed analysis. She always wants to find more locations of the core factories on Fondor Planet, and then directly destroy the planet's production capacity.
Only in this way can her landing force not be wasted pointlessly among the mountains and seas of combat robots.
Although now on the ground battlefield, on the surface, Kingdom of Dawn's landing force has the upper hand. Under the precise strikes of fighter jets and the Orbital Bombardment of battleships, the Fondor Planet army of defensive battle robots were destroyed in pieces. But this does not solve the most fundamental problem.
Production capacity is the key!
Uh-huh!! A blood-red light flashed past, and the actions of the four K-X series security robots on the opposite side suddenly stopped, and then they were split into two and fell to the ground.
Das-Lilim put away the light whip in his hand and said without looking back, "Don't waste time, do what you need to do as soon as possible."
Behind him, several Fourth Legion soldiers wearing black N-7 combat uniforms came over immediately. Several technicians pulled out several photon wires from Omni-tool, pulled open KX security robot's head, connected the wires, and began to read the robot's data.
"These robots all executed data destruction instructions when they were destroyed, but we restored some data. This time the target should be on the 78th floor underground. We need to find the elevator." The technician said.
Das-Lilim waved his hand, "Seize the power supply, seize the elevator! Then connect the energy supply of the elevator to the line we control! Do it immediately!"
"Yes!" More Fourth Legion soldiers began to move forward in different directions, and bursts of dense gunfire came from deep in the factory.
Das-Lilim snorted coldly, her eyes full of killing intent. She looked around and saw several signs of life among Force sense.
A cold smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and she rushed in that direction.
Fourth Legion soldiers followed closely behind him.
Das-Lilim raised his hand, and the Lightsaber in his hand immediately began to extend continuously until it was more than three meters long, forming a terrifying light whip. When he swung it forward, the metal door was instantly cut into several pieces by the high-speed dancing light whip, and collapsed with a bang.
She burst directly behind the door, followed by Company One string Blaster Beam, a pair of the Empire Stormtrooper. But Darth-Lilim's light whip was swung so hard that those Blaster Beam couldn't break through the light whip's defense.
Immediately afterwards, all I saw was her beautiful figure rushing in, with blood and flesh flying everywhere in its path!
No one can resist the killing of a Sith Lord! The Empire Stormtrooper was completely slaughtered in just a few seconds!
In the back compartment, several Fourth Legion soldiers dragged out several trembling technicians.
Without saying a word, Das-Lilim cut off all the limbs of one of the technicians with a flash of his whip! She looked at the technicians who were screaming and asked coldly, "I'll give you one minute to answer the question. Within one minute, your hands and feet can be reattached. What is being produced here?"
"Wow... here... ah... automatic smart chips are produced here... for... for those robots and automatic turrets..." the technician replied honestly while screaming.
"Tell me the road to the core of the factory and the password." A satisfied smile appeared on Das-Lilim's face.