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25 Secrets

Hayase Misa, who had compiled the information documents, came to the captain's office, handed the information to Grobard himself, and then walked to the side and stood quietly. Grobard turned around for a few pages, nodded, reached out to hand the documents to Roy. Roy took the documents, looked carefully for a few pages, then turned his head and pointed at one of the pages and looked at He Wuming with inquiring eyes.

"I may know something about the sudden enemy today. Since humans discovered alien warships, we have learned about the existence and appearance of aliens from the interpretation of the information on the warships, but we know nothing about their social structure and cultural forms. Apart from the level of war technology, both our warship and the earth have paid a heavy price for this. However, after a series of contacts and wars, we found that this race is not only huge and green in body, but also green in skin, but also shrinks its body to a template for humans. So, in this case, do they have the same possibility of cultural as humans?" He inexplicably sorted out his thoughts and spoke.

"Wait. Second Lieutenant He Wuming. The problem now is the identity of the raid fleet, rather than explaining the origin of the singing plan." Hayase Misa frowned and interrupted He Wuming.

"Don't worry. There is no offense. Captain Hayase." He smiled inexplicably, not taking Hayase Misa's interruption to heart. "As Captain Hayase asked, why did I mention the singing plan again? The answer to this question may be a bit unbelievable to you. Because the enemies we have been struggling to resist to this day are all alien troops composed of a single gender, that is, male aliens."

"Isn't this... taken for granted?" Roy said after glanced at Hayase Misa and said.

"No. The members of their social structure are all male aliens, from top to bottom, from big to small, without exception. Among them, no opposite sex exists." He shook his head inexplicably and retorted.

"What? Single gender? So how to reproduce? Is the emotion gone?" Grogbar frowned and said in a little disbelief.

"That's right. Their reproduction is carried out through genetic technology, and there is no need for any natural reproduction methods. Moreover, their lifespan is more than hundreds of times that of humans." He inexplicably continued.

"Impossible? How could they have such advanced genetic technology?" Hayase Misa looked disbelieving.

"How could it not be? Even if they don't. However, the ancient civilization that once dominated the Milky Way - the Prodo Civilization has this technology. The alien fleet that we have struggled to resist to this day, and the sudden fleet today, and even the warships we are carrying are developed by the Prodo Civilization's technology. And their current technology is almost all inherited from the Prodo Civilization." He inexplicably threw out bomb-like news, which made the three people present a little dizzy.

"Let's talk about it, the aliens we have struggled to resist to this day are the zeniths. They are divided into two forces and are still hostile to each other. Guess what are the members of these two forces?" He inexplicably turned his back and pulled the topic back to its original position.

"Composition? If the alien fleet that we have been struggling to resist is composed of males, then the fleet that suddenly appeared today is another zenith celestial force. Male? Could it be that the members of the fleet that suddenly appeared are all made of women?" Grobard unconsciously wiped his beloved pipe, frowned and thought. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed and said in surprise.

"The captain is wise. As you might guess, the entire Zenith Stars are created by the ancient civilization - the Prodo civilization. The purpose of creation is to create a combat race with perfect and powerful combat power. We can no longer know more about the original idea. We just know that the Zenith Stars were created, and there was a war between the opposite sex among them. Until now, it has not stopped." He nodded inexplicably and added as Grogbar's idea.

"This is unbelievable. Didn't the zenith star people have emotions between the opposite sex?" Hayase Misa said in surprise with her eyes wide open, her hands blocking her mouth with her hands.

"No. It has been like this for hundreds of thousands of years. If the raid fleet that appeared today was another zenith celestial force, then today's vision could be explained clearly." He said after looking at Hayase Misa inexplicably.

"You mean, the enemy had known that someone would raid us. In order to avoid causing unexpected conflicts, we should maintain a safe retreat?" Grobal thought for a while and exclaimed. Because before, McCross 1 had already turned the power of the entire radar to the maximum, but he still did not find the enemy and was almost successfully raided. This was because the enemy fleet that came from the raid was not attentive.

"I don't know this. What I know is that the name of the fleet that raided us is the Merrand Fleet. A huge force composed of females, uh, that is, women. The zenith star people were divided into two forces and fought to the death, and they have been fighting to this day. That's all I know." He shook his head inexplicably, and then summarized it.

"Interesting. Is it a war between men and women? So your singing plan was created based on this reason." Roy, who was listening quietly, laughed and turned to look at He Wuming.

"I don't deny that there are factors in this regard. After all, for hundreds of thousands of years, in their cognition, the opposite sex is the enemy, and their minds are full of wars and living standards, for them, they are only satisfied with the degree of maintaining life. There is no possibility of creating any spiritual civilization or even culture." He shrugged inexplicably and said mockingly.

"But that's it. Our humans on Earth were almost wiped out that night. I have to say that the pressure on the zenith star is too strong for us. To this day, we still maintain the pessimistic idea of ​​being exterminated at any time." Grogbar put down the pipe in his hand and sighed.

"Although it's a bit presumptuous. Is your singing plan based on being able to win through this plan?" Hayase Misa took a step forward and looked at Hea Inexplicably asked seriously.

"What if I say yes? What would you think?" He was crying in his heart.

"Then your basis is the idea, guess, or your own unilateral understanding?" Hayase Misa pressed step by step.

"Imagine? Guess? My personal unilateral understanding? Well, whatever you think. Through the previous two battles, did the singing plan and Lin Mingmei complete the task perfectly? What else can I doubt this?" He didn't care about Hayase Misa's questioning for no reason and said with a smile.

"Then in the previous raid interception battle, the enemy aircraft group was affected by singing. What are your explanations about this?" Hayase Misa still refused to give up and continued to ask.

"Please! According to my judgment, the raid fleet should be the Melland Fleet, an army of forces composed of pure female members. Lin Mingmei is also a woman, and women sing love songs to women? Could it be that Captain Hayase is the legendary enthusiast?" He inexplicably curled the corner of his mouth with evil angles, and his eyes were full of interest on Misa Hayase.

"You!" Hayase Mitrachoma, who found that she was being teased, was about to run away.

"Okay. Captain Hayase. Calm down! This is just a joke. Lieutenant He Wuming. If the singing fails to the Meerland fleet, is there any other way?" Grobal comforted Misa Hayase, who was about to run away, and asked He Wuming.

"Well, it won't fail. It's just that the effect may be weakened. After all, both our mortal enemy and the Meerland fleet have no understanding of singing or culture at all. It is not ruled out that there will be aliens who are interested in our cultural output and have therefore made research actions. But most of them are powerless." He nodded inexplicably.

"What if it fails?" Grobal was not satisfied with He's inexplicable answer.

"Ah? That's it. For example, if you have a affectionate kiss in front of them, maybe they will run away like a ghost. Well, the kissing photo seems to be OK. But the impact doesn't seem to be enough. It's better to demonstrate on the spot." He thought inexplicably. The three people next to him looked at their eyelids twitching. Is this method reliable? Why does it feel very weak! This idea emerged in the minds of the three people at the same time.

"Oh. By the way, I don't care when I am. If I go missing, please help me protect Lin Mingmei at that time." He Wuming suddenly remembered the environment he was in and spoke.

"Will you still be shot down? Your skills are so good." Roy jumped up as if he was a ghost, slapped He Wuming.

"It's impossible to shoot down. It's just a variety of reasons. Anyway, if I suddenly disappeared that day, Lin Mingmei would ask you." He smiled inexplicably, shook his head, and did not say any reason.
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