Chapter 1117

Wrapped in magic, the small spaceship, like a transparent ghost in the universe, passed through the cracks between the two fleets.

It is obvious that magic is your own advantage. No matter HIA empire or Kerry Empire, there are no detectors for magic. They all follow the scientific route.

Su Ming noticed that although the two groups were at war, the large and small guns on the ship were not fully charged. Instead, they fell into a strange state of confrontation.

It's understandable that the Kreis can't continue to provoke new empires like HIA behind their backs while fighting the skulls in the front.

However, according to the Xia people's temperament, in the past, aliens would never be allowed to approach their own borders. There is a problem with this.

Where is the fleet that belongs to the Galactic Council?

"The Galactic Council has designated the earth as a primitive planet, and member states are not allowed to contact earth people." The wine whispered and slipped under the tens of thousands of energy cannons. She could not help lowering her voice, as if afraid of being heard.

In fact, it's a vacuum outside. Even if they suddenly start dancing, they can't hear each other.

Su Ming pulls the planet on the screen around and chooses the landing site on the planet: "the HIA say the earth is their territory, the Cree say the earth is their territory. Asgard also has his own opinion. There is nothing wrong with more people protecting the earth. By contrast, the Galactic Council, which treats earthlings like beasts, is even more obnoxious. "

"Are we going to land? I'm afraid we'll be arrested and beheaded. " She also learned to tell cold jokes.

The Galactic Council is not as primitive as it is, and it can be shot. Beheading doesn't exist.

"No, I have experience in fighting behind enemy lines." Su Ming continued to let the adjutant's subsystem control the landing, and seemed very sure: "when I and horoway were in Paris, the streets were full of Nazis. I slapped my face and yelled long live Hydra, and I took people from Paris to Marseilles all the way."

Qin Jiu nodded, and she began to check her equipment. She also had silk bags, so both of them took a lot of supplies with them: "so after we go down, we say we are asgards?"

"It depends. The good news is that the baikri, the HIA, and the Spartans all look like human beings. As long as you have a Voice Translator ready, it won't be a problem."

What's more, they are similar in appearance. Neither the CREI nor the Spartans nor the human beings have reproductive isolation. They can intermarry and reproduce with each other.

While they were talking, the ship began to tremble, and the ship was slightly red, which was breaking through the atmosphere.

And the mountains and rivers below, urban forests, began to gradually become visible under the clouds.

"Well, it's a clever way to limit the fighting to the surface of the planet. It's agent war." As the spacecraft descended, the probe detected many heat sources on the ground, and Su Ming almost immediately understood what the two sides were doing.

The Galactic parliament is a relatively loose alliance. It is not good at military force, but good at political and economic means.

It seems that now they know that they can't keep the Spartan Empire, because the star territory of this small alliance country belongs to an enclave, which is sandwiched between the two empires, and its position is very embarrassing.

However, there is only one planet. Whoever gives it or not will offend people. We should simply put the planet here and let the two families decide the ownership of this star field by means of proxy war.

The Kerry saved the cost of the war. The HIAs had a chance to win without tearing their faces. The Galactic Council saved most of their faces. This is the best solution.

As for the Spartans on the planet? Sorry, if you fall behind, you'll be beaten.

But I'm afraid that Spartans are now in the throes of civil war and can't see the general situation. The cause of war is no longer important, or hatred takes over everything.

"Well, it's like the Vietnam war between the United States and the hairy bear on earth." Qin wine also understood, she showed an interest in the appearance, her favorite is to visit the battlefield, thanks to the previous work, she may be the world's most calm to the sea of corpses.

The ship landed in a forest, and the gin and lyre hid it with magic. They went out of the forest, spread the blanket along a river and began a picnic.

"I just don't know what kind of forces the two sides support. I have to scratch my tongue and ask, I want to play a game with these aliens." Su Ming took out all kinds of food from his pocket and gave Qin wine enough wine.

Qin wine and he toasted, a neck to drink a bottle: "we did not come to visit the battlefield? Do you really want to mix it in? "

"We've been traveling for so many years, and I haven't killed anyone for a long time. Now that we've met, I've got to block the Galactic Council." Su Ming shows a sinister smile. Qin Jiu knows this kind of smile. She mourns for these aliens in advance in her heart.

Those strange aliens dare to look down on earth people, who gives them courage?

"Well, you can play if you want, but can our strength really determine the situation in the battlefield?" She stretched her legs and moved her knees."If I want to, bring a demon to come here and the planet will explode, but that's not fun. Let's see the situation first." The death knell divided a Roasted Quail in two and ate half of it.

The war has never changed.

It starts when people want to, but it doesn't end when people want to.

Now Spartacus, every city, every wilderness, is almost a battlefield.

The forces behind the scenes provide their agents with everything they need, whether it's weapons that can be used to kill people, or drugs that can be used to commit suicide.

The Kerry people fostered the local military faction whose thought was close to them. These people yearned for the iron blood and strong military strength of the Kerry empire.

The HIAs have fostered the most insensitive civilian class among the local people. These people are very easy to manage and have a large number. Their pursuit is nothing more than material enjoyment, and the HIA empire can fully meet their needs.

In other words, the Cree Empire pursued the evolution of race, and the supreme wisdom always wanted to find a way forward to avoid the race walking into the dead end of evolution and dying in the universe.

However, the HIA Empire firmly opposed imagination. Forbidding people's imagination in them was the top crime.

Armed with all kinds of advanced weapons far beyond their own, and full of yearning for the future, the fostered forces keep firing on their former compatriots, and everyone is in a frenzy.

Except for a few people.

Spartacus is called an empire. Naturally, they have emperors. Neither Kerry nor HIA allows other kings to exist under their own rule. Therefore, there are actually three forces competing on the planet.

Military, civilian, royalist.

The old emperor was killed in an assassination. The precise energy weapons fired from thousands of meters away turned him into flying ash. The military faction and the civilian faction respectively accused him of being under the opponent's hands, which led to a world war.

Because the royalists were the weakest and the number of royalists was small, the Imperial Guard could only protect the young prince from spartui, the capital, under the leadership of loyal ministers, hoping to find a spaceship to escape and seek the help of the Galactic Parliament.

However, just as a group of homeless dogs are sticking their tongues out in the forest for breath, a man and a woman suddenly jump out of the Bush, dressed in strange brown clothes and holding energy weapons in their hands.

"Robbery! Men's left, women's right! In the middle of no man or woman Cried the man, and with one foot he made a big hole in the ground.

A small group of hungry and tired people, looking at the muzzle of the gun, all raised their hands. One of them, a gray Spartan, immediately showed a humble smile.

"What do you want? We all give it. Don't hurt us. "

Su Ming has set up his own translator. No matter what the aliens call him Mr. or hero or stranger, he will be translated into a hero. Only in this way can he feel like an interstellar cowboy.

He was amused in his heart, but he pulled the black cloth on his face without expression. The energy gun in his hand swung for a moment: "rob the soleplate of feet! Take off your shoes

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