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The sweet music gradually faded into silence.
But Bulitai's heart never returned to peace with the end of the music.
His heart is hot and boiling.
This was a feeling he had never had before after waking up as a Geraldi warrior.
"De Carluccia!"
Bulitai closed his eyes and sighed slowly.
This is a word in their language that means exclamation, praise, etc.
"Advisor, you have actually believed that miniature people are the successors of primitive civilization from the beginning, right?"
Bullitai slowly opened his eyes and looked at his staff officer.
"No. It's just a guess. Originally, in my speculation, even if the miniature people are related to primitive civilization, it is impossible to make this thing that has been lost for half a million years in such a short period of time.
The original civilization and culture will be restored."
Essekidolu was also amazed.
This time he made a successful decision.
At the same time, he also got his wish and saw with his own eyes and heard with his own ears the revival of things related to primitive civilization.
What a wonderful thing this is!
"In one week, the miniature people have surprised me so much. At the same time, it also proves that the legacy of primitive civilization may still exist in them."
"So, is our culture also about to recover?"
Bulitai was silent for a moment, looked at the sound external device that had stopped playing, and asked this question.
"Commander, isn't the answer to this question obvious?"
Esekidolu asked in return, and Bulitai was silent again.
Finally, he said slowly.
"Actually, 33 hours ago, I received a communication from Podel Shah."
Bullitai's eyes changed, and he revealed what happened in the outer orbit of the Earth 33 hours ago.
That was when the Kegan fleet was attacked by the Metlanti fleet.
When the Bulitai side encountered and fought with the SDF humans, the skeleton fleet stationed in the outer orbit of the earth suddenly discovered that relics related to primitive civilization appeared on the earth's ocean.
And these ruins seem to have suddenly risen above the sea level from the depths of the ocean, from the extremely deep seabed, for unknown reasons.
At first, Gork Podelsha, who commanded the Kigan Fleet and served as the center of the Kikan Fleet, was very happy when he discovered these ruins.
Manxing happily believes that this will be the possibility for the base fleet to achieve a leap in strength.
But just as the Kigan Fleet was preparing to explore these ruins, a Metlantic fleet suddenly appeared in the outer orbit of the earth and had an encounter with the Kigan Fleet.
Although, the skeleton fleet with a huge number of hundreds of battleships successfully repelled the incoming Metlanti fleet.
But the other party also discovered the remains of primitive civilization.
Gork-Podelsha believed that the repulsed Metlantic fleet would definitely call the other Metlantic fleets wandering around this star system to join forces to rob the relics of this sudden primitive civilization.
According to Bullitt's understanding, this should be a large-scale war between Gerardi and Metlanti calling each other for support.
But at the end of the message, Bulitai saw something that shocked him.
For some unknown reason, after repelling multiple attacks from the Metlanti fleet, Gork-Podelsha made a decision that Bulitai could not understand.
He ordered the base fleet to cover the remains of primitive civilization with firepower.
In the blink of an eye, these relics that should have been preserved, carefully studied, and unearthed by future generations as an ancient legend from half a million years ago were reduced to nothing under the firepower of the Kigan fleet.
Seeing this, Bulitai was angry and happy at the same time.
Angry because he knows how to be angry now.
Fortunately, because he now has a new world because of Lin Mingmei's singing.
If it were in the past, or even not long ago, Bulitai might not understand Gork-Podelsa's decision and not be angry about it.
"Inform SDF-1. Now, the main fleet led by Gork Podelsha is fighting with the Metlanti fleet. Our opportunity has come!"
Bulitai looked at his adviser and made his decision.
Esekidolu seemed a little surprised.
Yes.
Bulitai recognized what the expression on Essekidolu's face at this moment meant.
"Our culture cannot be taken away by anyone! This is a culture that has been silent and lost for half a million years."
Bulitai clenched his fists tightly.
"We can no longer lose our culture!"
The intelligence from Bulitai caused the SDF-1 Allied Forces to immediately launch operations.
Countless supplies and ammunition were pushed out of the warehouse and sent to the Gnaku. Through the efforts of the maintenance team members, according to the list, they were all installed on the steel war eagle that was about to go into battle.
The decision-makers from the SDF-1 Allied Forces are working around the clock to conduct research and deploy combatants with reference to the intelligence provided by Bulitai.
"This battle will determine the life and death of our species in the solar system!"
Grobar stood on the stage and looked sharply at the pilots, who had been supplemented by personnel and numbered about 300.
This will be SDF-1, and it will be the final battle between the only remaining survivors of mankind who will use all their strength to fight against the murderer who destroyed the earth's homeland, the Backbone Fleet.
Maybe, after the war, there will be fewer pilots sitting here now.
But at this moment, Grobar believes that these pilots who dare to stand up and fight for the future of mankind in the face of a terrifying enemy with millions of warships are all good and resounding men!
"Relevant information, I believe you have seen it from the manual sent to you."
Grobar put his hands on the table and looked at the faces sitting in front of him one by one, trying to remember them in his mind.
"Our enemy, Gork Podelshah, who is commanding the Kigan fleet, is at war with the Metlanti fleet. Our mission is to take advantage of this opportunity to defeat Gork Podelshah in a blitzkrieg way.
A surprise attack."
"Our goal is simple, but also very difficult."
Grobbal's voice was deep and powerful.
"As long as the satellite fortress where Gork Podelsha is located is successfully defeated, and Gork Podelsha himself is successfully killed, then we, our SDF-1 Allied Forces, we will win this war.
Human beings can hold it in their hands."
"However, if the plan fails, it will mean that we, who represent the last survivors of mankind, will disappear in this space."
Having said this, Grobal laughed a few times as if he was self-deprecating.
"To be honest, I'm more inclined to speculate that we will lose than to win."
"but……"
Grobar clenched his fists and shouted loudly.
"But it's just my reason warning me not to get close to that damn backbone fleet!! Don't expect to be able to defeat an extremely damned enemy with millions of battleships with this dilapidated ship!!"
Grobal unclenched his fist and patted his chest hard.
"But, the hot blood surging in my chest at this moment has already told me the answer! What about you? Tell me, has the hot blood surging in your chest told you the answer?"
There was no loud slogan in response,
There is no excited look or crazy body movements,
Some are just a neat sound of standing up and a neat salute.
Wherever Grobar looked, he saw faces with calm expressions and resolute eyes.
he,
Slowly raise your hands and salute.
"The meeting is over! Everyone, prepare for level one combat!"
"Yes! Captain!!!"
Chapter completed!