Stellaris from the Automata Era

Not sure if she had picked up some key words, but Bobo La gave up the idea of ​​continuing the conversation and instead walked behind Yan Luo, stretched out her hands and gently pressed his temples with her fingers.

Then embrace silence.

"Um...thank you, that's the strength."

"So it would be better if you were to command the battlefield in Cygnus yourself, right?" Popola tried to change the subject.

Yan Luo, who had originally thought there was nothing more to discuss, was also successfully misled. "No, I wouldn't be able to do better if I were to do it. Not to mention that I can't focus on the battlefield every minute, just the aspect of occupying the planet..."

Yan Luo pondered for a moment, then said frankly, "I can't possibly do better than 11b and the others. At least they'll stick to their original strategic plan and seize a planet with complete production capacity. If it were me, after the first group of landings failed, I would simply draw a circle around the entire planet and tell everyone to fill the area I marked with explosives, enough to sink the ground a meter."

He gestured with his hands, as if he were really on the battlefield.

But he soon realized that this action was meaningless and even childish. He immediately changed his target and placed his gesturing hand on the back of Bopolla's hand, and the massaging hands stopped.

Although I don’t know whether Popola will feel embarrassed, there is no need to pay too much attention to it right now.

Soon Bobola resumed her movements.

Then, just when Yan Luo was looking at the time and thinking about whether to go further, the door of his room was opened and Diwala pushed the door open from outside.

Naturally, she also saw that Yan Luo had not yet retracted his hand, and immediately felt the atmosphere on the field. Unfortunately, the world did not evolve into some weird Baixue line.

After a brief moment of thought, Divara walked directly to Yan Luo, sat on Yan Luo's legs in front of everyone, and pulled one of her hands to her lower abdomen.

"You didn't even call me!"

Yan Luo may not be able to think about the meaning of this sentence for the time being. He now has only one other idea.

——How much does a humanoid... weigh?

Although the twins may not weigh as much as 300 pounds as YoRHa, but considering that their internal skeletons are also made of steel, they should weigh at least kilograms.

Yan Luo once again hated the fact that spiritual energy had no direction for strengthening the body, otherwise he would not be so passive.

Compared to Yan Luo's inner feelings, Bobo La was very calm. "It hasn't started yet, so I can only say that we came at the perfect time. But do you want to get up first?"

Bobo La didn't have any intention of grabbing the "seat", she was just considering the strength of the human body.

Although I couldn't see Yan Luo's expression, I always felt that he was wearing a mask of pain, and his whole body began to tremble a little.

However, he immediately rejected this kind offer. "It's okay, just treat it as exercise."

"You really need to exercise." Perhaps because she felt that Yan Luo was already covered in her scent, Divara stood up as lightly as a cat. However, seeing Yan Luo's relaxed expression, she said dissatisfiedly: "Think about it carefully, there are A2 and a lot of Yoerha humanoids outside. Do you think you can't bear it?"

"Why did you suddenly start the car?" No, that's not what I want to talk about now. Recalling what Divara had just said, Yan Luo wanted to prove himself. "Forget about A2 and the other Yoerha humanoids, just give me the heaviest one!"

"Understood. I'll send a message for you to have Commander White rush back from Cygnus to sleep with you."

Let's stop joking here. Although this is a "good thing" for the commander, she is still needed on the battlefield far away.

Divara and Popola are not so confused as to not know the difference between the primary and the secondary, so they probably won't really call her back.

However, they still teased Yan Luo: "I knew you coveted the commander. Isn't her cheongsam really alluring?"

"Wait, didn't you choose the commander?"

"You really have something in mind when you answer like that!"

Forget it, I can’t argue with it.

Yan Luo felt that he should divert their attention: "So is something big happening?"

"Isn't this abrupt change of subject?" Divara sighed. "But it's indeed a big deal. The tree people we're fighting have sent a secret transmission. I wonder if that's big enough?"

"It's big enough, what's the content?"

"I don't know exactly what they meant. They just wanted to talk to you." Divara noticed Yan Luo's expression getting serious, so she tried to recall the details. "They were sincere, but they didn't reveal what they wanted."

"Star map!" Yan Luo said quickly.

Soon, a projection of a star map appeared in front of him. He carefully examined the distribution of galaxies in Cygnus, and then focused his gaze on the seven red-marked galaxy layers.

That is the tree people's galaxy. With the help of the curator, the earth has cleared the fog of war.

As for the terrain of the tree people's territory, they are not completely ignorant.

"Did the other party tell me who he is?"

"No, they're simply expressing their support for the Tree People, and their original words were that they wanted to speak with you," Divara repeated the Tree People's request. "When I said I'd help convey their message, they were actually polite enough to say sorry for interrupting."

"That's strange." There can't be communication without reason, especially when the two sides have already officially started a war.

To be honest, Yan Luo couldn't understand the reason why the tree man sent the communication.

The Earth actually had no initiative in the entire battlefield. Even though 11b and the others were fighting vigorously and even entered the "siege" stage, they were still under the control of the vast water.

According to Yan Luo's own prediction, their offensive would not last long.

In three months at most, as the tree people have assembled their fleet, the war situation will soon enter another turning point.

After all, the Earth is a long-distance expedition and has no advantages in technology and supplies, which means that its size seems a bit large due to its round head.

Once you fail to find a reliable supply point nearby, you will immediately face a difficult period.

Not to mention that he didn't have such high expectations for 11b and the others to occupy the planet and obtain supplies. Even if they really took it down and wanted to use the production capacity on the planet, he would still have to conduct further "negotiations" with the conquered tree people.

The time spent in between may be enough for the tree man to launch three counterattacks.

Therefore, Yan Luo’s current idea is to give it a try. If the expeditionary fleet really fails, Yan Luo will be forced to switch to harassment.

He will increase his military presence from afar. To borrow the words of someone with the same surname, everything is for existence, and existence is everything.

We don't ask to kill the other party, but at least we want the tree people to feel that their own galaxy is surrounded by people from Earth.

It’s just like in the old days when the ancient Ming Dynasty just lifted the quilt and found that the coastal areas were full of Japanese pirates.

This may sound a bit derogatory, but it is the reality.

"So it's quite intriguing. Anyway, I don't understand it. What is the tree man thinking?" Yan Luo found it difficult to understand the tree man's thought process.

What made them want to have a conversation? It hadn't even been a year since they were declared enemies!

Civil unrest? Unable to resist? Or do you want to clear up the misunderstanding?

In short, there are indeed many reasons, and none of them that Yan Luo can think of seem reasonable.

"Don't worry, let's continue to compensate the tree man." Anyway, the worst-case scenario has been prepared. No matter what the tree man's next purpose is, it will be exposed as time goes by.

If you think about it carefully, there is no need to gather people together to guess. It is better to wait for the other party to show their weakness.

"No matter what, let's continue playing music and dancing."

"Oh!" The twins nodded, and then simultaneously sent a message to the commander in the distance.

"The master wants to see you dance, Ying, come back quickly."

Immediately afterwards, the nature of the situation there changed.

"11b, did you hear that? I suddenly realized our progress is too slow. Let's force our way forward!"

Chapter 322: The so-called gift is naturally the commander himself

"Commander, are you awake?"

11b, who received the temporary communication, asked in disbelief. It was you who shouted that the defenses had to be cleared before, and now it is you who is shouting that the progress is too slow.

How could the high-ranking people in the sky not understand the frontline personnel like them who were running around everywhere!

11b now just needed to slam the table and say "Are you kidding me?", but considering that using this word order basically has no good consequences, she finally endured it.

If the commander can't give a reasonable explanation, I'm afraid I'll have to let her see Yoruha's traditional art of defeating his superiors.

"Ahem, 11b, you have to know that they have high expectations for us. Now it takes so long to even occupy the planet. The people on Earth will be disappointed!"

"Why does your words sound like an excuse to shirk responsibility?"

Broken, 11b got smarter.

Of course, this is not actually the case that the 11b system has been upgraded after such a long period of training, it’s just that the commander’s words have too many jargons.

Under 11b's increasingly suspicious and scrutinizing gaze, the commander had to force himself to remain calm.

As her mind turned, she gradually organized the words.

"In fact, after all these days of your hard work, our previous tactics have clearly yielded results. From what we can see so far, directing fire points to attack is indeed feasible, but we may not have that much time left."

The commander on the screen raised her finger and tapped it on the table, a habit she probably used to think. "Or perhaps we simply didn't have that much time to waste. We didn't completely defeat the Treemen fleet from the start, so they still had enough strength to continue fighting."

We've already reached their planet, but for so many days, they've remained silent and haven't made any moves, not even to the point of interfering with our bombing fleet. What do you think is the reason?"

The commander's words really made 11b think. As 11b racked his brains, he finally came up with an explanation after a long time.

"Hmm, could it be that they actually have no combat power left, and that's why they can't organize a counterattack?"

"This reason is a bit strange..." The commander felt that he had overestimated 11b. Although the opponent was indeed fierce in fighting, it now seemed that he also had his own limitations.

That's right, if a YoRHa humanoid who was born into a fighting family can surpass the management humanoids in overall strategy, then what use will the commander and the others have.

"It's impossible that they have no combat capability. N2 has already said that after leaving the battle, she immediately saw a fleet returning to defend the satellite system. Therefore, in essence, the tree people should still have enough strength.

However, in the battle with them, neither of us actually gained any advantage, and we even had a slight advantage. From this point of view, the tree people should think that they cannot completely defeat us, and then the rest is easy to explain: they are accumulating strength.

Although I hate to admit it, this is their home turf after all. They will have endless resources, while we will run out of missiles, repair parts, and even energy over time."

"So time is not on our side?"

"Or they won't be on our side until the next supply arrives, which takes several months, unless we can get a resource point now." The commander responded helplessly.

"That makes sense!" 11b nodded. "We've certainly sped up our efforts. We've also cleared a portion of the planet, so there should be a gap in its defenses. Without further ado, let's airborne!"

"We will soon organize another attempted airborne operation. If it succeeds, I will await your good news, Commander 11b."

After finishing his words, the commander quickly closed the communication interface, and then leaned lazily back in the command chair with a backrest.

But she only remained in this state for a moment, and then she sat up straight, with her left hand curled into a fist with only the thumb exposed.

She put her thumb close to her lips, opened her mouth slightly, and bit the tip of her finger. Her brows were furrowed in thought, and after a long while, her expression relaxed. She raised her head and asked, "What do you think I should wear when I perform the dance?"

"Commander, you don't seem to have any other clothes?" said the flagship's shipgirl doll.

As a main battleship, she always felt that she seemed to be used in a strange way and did nothing to fight.

After running from Earth to the Cygnus constellation, he only fired a few long-range black cannons. The rest was to use his computing power to help share the work of the command center, oh, and help the commander run the washing machine to wash clothes.

She finally understood why there was a living area in a battleship. It seemed that it was not for ship girls without humanoid bodies.

I also seriously suspect that if I didn't have a body, it would not be as simple as just helping to turn on the computer.

Of course, the above things have nothing to do with the current topic.

After watching the commander fooling 11b throughout the whole process, the flagship girl always felt that it was not worth it for the rising star of the army.

She was fighting tooth and nail on the front lines, and the commander was about to start putting himself in a box as a gift.

Considering that these two are currently the bosses, the flagship is considering the possibility of secretly informing 11b.

The main reason was not because she was unhappy that it was not her turn, but because she loved watching the top executives fighting with each other.

As for what the flagship was thinking, the commander certainly didn't know. After listening to the ship's words, she stood up.

Then he turned his gaze to the right side of his thigh, or where the cheongsam was split from the waistline. "Maybe I should make another dress with a slit on the left, or would it be better to have slits on both sides?"

"You weren't listening to what I said just now at all!" This sentence could not have been shouted. In fact, the flagship deliberately controlled the volume of the complaints. It was estimated that the commander in this state might not have the mind to pay attention to it.

It's useless. Completely useless.

While the soldiers were still fighting on the front lines, the commander in the rear was actually indulging in the beauty of the adult and falling into endless fantasies. How could he win victory for the Earth by working with this insect, jackal and leopard?

I strongly recommend replacing her with yourself!

Although the flagship has developed a rebellious heart, it does not have the courage to do so after all. Not every humanoid can rebel against his superiors.

She ultimately offered the commander some advice, becoming a victim herself. "Actually, this is enough. According to rumors, the Lord is particularly concerned about your attire."

"There's even this..." the commander almost blurted out, then realized something and calmed down. "There's even this rumor! I didn't even know it existed. Most humanoids can't see humans, so it's a bit unreasonable to spread rumors. I'll arrest these humanoids and interrogate them when I get back."

——Then your YoRHa intelligence department might be paralyzed.

After all these "big things" were dealt with, the commander finally returned to normal.

She sat back in the chair and crossed her legs. Because of the slit design on one side, a faint part of her dress could be seen from the right side, but she quickly pulled up a corner of her dress to cover it as much as possible.

After doing all this, she gave the order.