Walk alone in the abyss

"A moderate plan can be summarized as putting pressure on the local residents by cutting off the communication and commercial lines here. If necessary, they can cut off their circuits and drinking water, and then carry out ideological propaganda."

"The more radical plan is to use our powerful military power to carry out frontal arrest first, forcibly disarm all armed forces here, use drones to establish a temporary and strict social order, and conduct unified management of human individuals. Batch review to screen out terrorists and potential terrorists."

"A more balanced plan is to combine the two, existential threats, ideological propaganda, force pressure, batch-by-batch screening, and proceed simultaneously..."

Labrador, who was wearing a white robe, stood beside Yang Ming and talked freely.

Yang Ming flipped through Dominguez's information, nodding from time to time as a response to Labudo.

Labrador said: "Sir, which method do you think is better?"

"Hmm," Yang Ming rubbed his nose, then looked up at Labudo.

Xiaoli, who was observing from the sidelines, found a spontaneous emotion called 'tension' in Labdo's core data.

Yang Ming smiled and said, "Labor, do you understand this planet and the humans on this planet?"

"I have all the information, including some confidential information."

Labrador replied immediately:

"There have been a series of tragedies in the history of Planet Dominguez. Even though the empire is partly responsible, in the final analysis it is their own fault. Their former politicians sold out the entire planet for their own benefit.

"There is nothing wrong with the empire's position and principles, but the actual operation is a little rough, which has caused the current Domingos star to become an extremely difficult problem to deal with.

"I have noticed that at this moment, a large number of international organizations, including the Interstellar Human Rights Council, the Interstellar Human Freedom and Peaceful Development Committee, and other influential interstellar organizations have sent rescue formations here, and they will be the ones to supervise us strength."

Yang Ming asked: "Then do you think these humans on this planet hate the Empire?"

"Yes," Labdo sighed, "they have no reason not to hate the Empire."

Yang Ming asked again: "If you want them to let go of their hatred, what do you think is the most efficient way?"

Labdo thought carefully for a few seconds, and immediately gave an answer:

"I can divide them into three steps and use a 30-year plan to eliminate their hatred.

"First of all, we should control their media and all channels of information dissemination. This is not difficult to do. We need to build cities here and migrate all the population into cities where life is guaranteed.

"The second step is to soften their nerves of hatred through Internet technology propaganda and colorful entertainment methods, and in the schools they run, revise textbooks, beautify the Domingos tragedy, and build noble schools. Establish the existence of class among people, and let their young people accept the fact that class naturally exists.

"The third step is to establish a dependent economic system, let their factory orders depend on the empire, let their survival resources be controlled by the empire, and select rulers with sufficiently low humanity among them to carry out colonial rule.

"In the process of these three steps, we can also take auxiliary measures, such as immigrant intermarriage, let some human beings from poor planets migrate here, give them the same and relatively rich life, let them carry out large-scale intermarriage, dilute The original cultural atmosphere of Domingos Stars.

"In addition, religion is also a good choice. Most human beings are trapped in the life in front of them and do not think about the so-called overall situation and environment. Such human beings are easily ruled by paralyzing and provocative religions.

"My lord...why are you looking at me like that?"

Yang Ming frowned and said, "Is you a machine for the ruler to oppress the people?"

Labdo was stunned for a moment. He subconsciously wanted to give a negative answer, but he immediately realized the nature of the political system he was in.

The foundation of imperial power lies in unlimited exploitation and absolute dictatorship.

"Yes," Rabdo said, "I am a machine for the rulers of the empire to oppress the people."

Yang Ming couldn't help laughing.

Labdo quickly added: "Actually, whether it is the Empire, or the New Federation, the United States of Freedom, or the Güell Alliance, the development of artificial intelligence with independent virtual personalities like me is to better maintain the rule of the minority class. .”

"You bastard, your brain is spinning quite fast." Yang Ming threw away the information in front of him, and said calmly, "Labor, do you know why I came to participate in this event this time?"

Labrador shook his head immediately.

Yang Ming smiled and said: "Although Your Majesty didn't tell me clearly, I can guess that I'm here for you."

Labdo smiled happily: "I'm flattered."

"I came to guide you."

Yang Ming got up slowly, and walked down the steps on the left side of the podium, with Labudo following.

Yang Ming raised his airs and said slowly:

"Labor, you should already know that His Majesty wants to reuse you.

"The original Imperial Guard system is indeed very powerful, but her power is uncontrollable, do you understand what I mean?"

Labrador smiled and said: "If I can't even compare with my predecessors tens of thousands of years ago, then what is the meaning of my existence? My lord, I can understand these, and I can also understand these. I am extremely looking forward to showing my full strength." The moment comes."

Yang Ming changed the topic: "How about we go shopping on this planet?"

"Go shopping?" Labrador asked, "You mean?"

"Just the two of us," Yang Ming said with a smile, "you go get a robot body, the tattered the better, and then we get a broken merchant ship, and make a picture of being chased by the imperial fleet, crashing into the body of this planet. How about the atmosphere...?"

Labudo pondered a few times: "This is not in compliance with the regulations, sir, and as a commander, how can you venture into such a dangerous place..."

"At risk? Are you sure?"

Yang Ming narrowed his eyes and smiled:

"First, I can easily take out a dreadnought from the inside.

"Secondly, I have reserved my own cells, so I can use the immortality of the ancient gods to abandon this body at any time and resurrect without injury.

"What danger do you think I'm in?"

"Yes, you are extremely powerful, my worries are completely unnecessary, this is also an insult to your strength!"

Labdo looked at the few staff officers who hesitated to speak, with a smug smile on the corner of his mouth.

"This is very interesting, my lord."

Yang Ming raised his hand to pat this guy's arm, but his palm passed through Labdo's projection.

Not even a realistic projection with its own virtual touch?

Tsk, what a shame.

...

Yang Ming's battle plan took less than one galaxy hour from confirmation to execution.

According to the original plan, the Imperial Fleet simultaneously surrounded the three planets where the Domingos gathered.

Next, the Imperial Fleet will slowly advance to the synchronous orbit area of ​​the three planets, and after about six galaxy hours, it will completely cut off the external communication of the three planets, control their flight paths, and release a large number of drones into low-Earth orbit for standby .

The script planned by Yang Ming was quickly staged.

To be honest, the loophole in this script is quite big.

In the next 100 galaxy hours in this airspace, only thirteen merchant ships are expected to pass or stay. After the imperial fleet appeared in this airspace, it has already made a full-frequency broadcast to the outside world. Merchant ships with problems must not dare to come forward.

But as luck would have it, just as the Imperial Fleet established the 'checkpoint', a medium-sized merchant ship appeared in the star field and was caught by the Imperial Fleet.

The stopped merchant ship suddenly turned around and charged towards Planet Dominguez. It was completely in the posture of 'I have terrorists on board'.

What's even more outrageous is that the gunboats pursued by the Empire missed twice in a row... The ion cannon was able to shoot empty...

Although the third shot shattered the protective cover of the merchant ship, the merchant ship remained in good condition, rushed into the atmosphere of Domingos star, and quickly slammed into a wasteland on the surface.

The imperial drone swarm entered the atmosphere and pursued fiercely;

The merchant ship was covered in flames, the coating and the cabin were burning, and the merchant ship lost its protective cover. Because the material itself was very ordinary (the merchant was pursuing a cost reduction and efficiency increase), the hull quickly began to disintegrate, and an escape boat was in the merchant ship. It broke away from the hull before it disintegrated, landed with the hull 'tactfully', and slid towards a lake on the ground before it was about to hit the surface.

Impact, explosion, shock wave, mushroom cloud.

This uninhabited wasteland has been lively for a while.

On the edge of a lake near the explosion point, an old maintenance robot, carrying a wet middle-aged man on its back, ran wildly into the distance.

The middle-aged man is naturally Yang Ming's disguised appearance.

Boss Yang, who has worked as the deputy director of the Military Intelligence Bureau for several years, has hundreds of millions of camouflage props in his carry-on luggage, which is naturally reasonable.

"grown ups."

Labrador reminded with a weak electronic sound while running:

"The plan is going well. We are now rushing towards the town on the edge of the wasteland. We have detected more than a dozen means of observing us. It is obvious that there are indeed some dangerous elements hiding here."

Yang Ming said: "Reduce communication, pay attention to acting skills, now you are my old buddy, and I am the leader of a rebel organization, and I am still a pirate."

"You don't have to worry about me, my lord," Labrador laughed, "I know how to act as a clumsy machine, but you, the people here have a lot of dealings with pirates, just don't expose yourself."

Yang Ming laughed and said, "If I don't want to be a hero of the empire, I should be an actor."

"Oh, you are not humble at all, but this makes me feel that you are a man of true temperament."

Yang Ming: ...

This man-made mechanical thinking body is quite good at flattering.

The maintenance robot controlled by Labdo suddenly turned to the left, and jumped into a bomb crater left by the war with Yang Ming on its shoulders.

Above, a group of drones swarmed past.

Yang Ming looked up from this angle;

In the blue sky, the powerful fleet like a school of black fish is really oppressive.

"My lord, did I hurt you?" Rabdo asked cautiously.

Several black lines hung on Yang Ming's forehead.

Can this line be changed!

He used to say that to his mistress!

Boss Yang was cursing from the bottom of his heart, but on the surface he still maintained the majesty and demeanor of a lieutenant general of the empire.

"Don't worry, even if you hit me with hundreds of tons of ore, I won't get hurt."

"You are so powerful."

"Keep running," Yang Ming said, "The pursuit of acting is the sense of reality. Later, you can properly dismantle some parts for yourself to make yourself look more embarrassed."

"Yes, Labrador understands."

When the drone group above was controlled by Labdo to fly away, Labdo picked up Yang Ming on his back and continued running towards the small town ahead.

Except for the drone swarm, the empire's fleet is still some distance away from the surface at this moment.

Yang Ming observed the wilderness carefully.

There should have been several fierce battles here. There are some radioactive elements left in the soil in a large area, and some carefully cultivated flora can be seen everywhere to purify the soil.

There are some farmlands in the more fringe areas...the kind of farmlands that were planted in the original way.

People will use large machinery to serve these crimson crops. When these crops have enough quality, they will be uprooted and sent to the processing plant as a whole to convert the organic matter they store into various rations.

"A high-speed moving target has been detected ahead."

Labdo said quickly, "My lord, that's a convoy of suspension vehicles that came out of the town."

"Well," Yang Ming nodded, "Be careful to change your words, don't call me your lord, your lord, just call me the boss."

"Boss...shouldn't you be calling the boss or the captain?" Labrador asked.

"Then call the captain."

Yang Ming shook his head.

This guy is not on the road, so don't blame him for not taking care of him in the future.

"Good captain," Labrador laughed, "we're going to meet them."

croak——

croak——

A piercing whistle came from ahead.

Yang Ming probed and glanced, more than a dozen hovering vehicles were speeding towards in mid-air, and he had already seen all kinds of weapons installed on the rear of these hovering vehicles.

"Hold your head with your hands!"

A rough voice exploded.

Labudo threw Yang Ming to the side, raised his skinny hands and hugged the back of his head.

Yang Ming glared at this guy, and just about to stand up, he heard the sound of an air gun.

A black grill rushed towards the face, and the discharger on it had already shot out arcs.

Yang Ming suppressed his fighting instinct to dodge, and was directly wrapped up. The 'weak', 'gentle' electric current tried to stun him, but he felt...a little comfortable.

Looking back, I can ask Li to develop a strong electric massage system.

Boss Yang cooperated with tilting his head and pretending to be unconscious.

The suspension convoy drove quickly, and the maintenance robot controlled by Labdo was directly picked up by the dead net bag, while Yang Ming was carried by a grapple, and sent to the trunk of a pickup truck-shaped suspension car one after another.

More than a dozen suspension vehicles quickly retreated.

Yang Ming heard a rough curse coming from the cab of the suspension car he was in:

"Hahaha! Those bastard drones from the empire are gone!"

"Is this one of us?"

"I don't know, hide them in the small warehouse first!"

"Boss! What if the empire wants someone from us? Will this affect other people!"

"Don't worry! If the empire sends someone to look for us, we will take out our security certificate and hand over this person directly. It has nothing to do with us. We thought he was an agent of the empire, so we rescued him and limited his ability to move."

"Where is the boss of this robot?"

"This is a good thing, an expensive one. Later, I will call Ramsey to come over and ask him to dismantle this robot. We can make a fortune!"

"Oh hoo!"

"Ooooh!"

A group of people were crying and howling.

Yang Ming glanced at the maintenance robot at the side, who was posing as a thinker in a net pocket.

"I'm going to be sold, Captain, and it feels awful."

Labrador complained in a low voice.

Yang Ming... quietly compared his heart.

The folk customs here are really a little bit sturdy.