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Of course, Washer knew nothing about this, and the superficial effect of the superimposed planetary shield was not very obvious.

In addition, it has never seen more than three layers of planetary shields superimposed, so it doesn't take Mars seriously.

"Mars turns back to cooking, it's important to get down to business first, let's go, Saturn!"

"yes!"

The news of the re-invasion of the Amera fleet was conveyed to Li Yunpeng as soon as humans discovered it.

Human beings have not taken any measures on the surface, but in fact, a high-level meeting is being held secretly.

"My lord, the Ameras know our methods and dare to come again. I'm afraid they have something to rely on."

"My lord, how should we deal with it?"

Li Yunpeng fell into deep thought. He had already traveled more than one-third of the way. If he returned to the solar system at this time, all these years would be wasted.

Do you believe in the defense you have arranged, or rush back to deal with the danger?

He also knew that since the other party already knew the cards of human beings, they dared to invade openly, so there must be something to rely on.

There is only the sound of electric current in the communication line, and the high-level human beings on Saturn are waiting for Li Yunpeng's final ruling.

After a long time, Li Yunpeng spoke slowly.

"Execute the planned plan, passively defend, wait for the opportunity to decide whether to counterattack, whether to use the gravity bomb or not is decided by the four commanders of the guard army and the commander Luo Xiaotian, and the minority obeys the majority."

Everyone has an answer, feel at ease, since the Lord is sure, then there must be no problem.

They have unconditional trust in Li Yunpeng, no matter how unreliable, as long as the lord of the country gives an order, they will resolutely carry it out.

 …

Wascher came to the orbit of Saturn and stared at this ordinary yet extraordinary planet.

"Hahaha, Saturn, Saturn, you used to be my source of wealth, but now you are my future! I really can't get around you! No, it's the dark matter that can't get around you!"

"Listen to my order and detonate the gravity bomb. I will prevent even a single mosquito from flying out of Saturn!"

"yes!"

Walcher's plan is that since dark matter itself is not qualified to get involved, human beings who have grown up in a strong dark matter environment cannot be let go.

This kind of creature must be able to sell for a good price in the North Cantilever.

For example, some second- and third-level civilizations that like to eat low-level civilization creatures will rush to get humans.

Because growing up in an environment full of dark matter, the taste must be particularly delicious.

Wascher even thought of the combination of batch farming and free-range farming respectively occupying the middle and low-end markets in the field of edible organisms, and then making money.

At that time, the Galaxy coins will not continue to come together?

Once you have money, you can attract more third-level civilizations, and even spend money to invite third-level advanced civilizations to help the Amerasian civilization improve its civilization technology level.

In short, it is a sentence, money can make ghosts turn the millstone, and it can work anywhere.

 …

Humans suddenly felt that the surrounding space was completely confined.

Everyone moves slowly as if stuck in a quagmire.

Even the birds in the sky are frozen in the sky.

Gravity bombs are more like a means of space confinement. It does not add gravity to Saturn, but to fill every object with gravity that squeezes towards the center. The greater the mass and the greater the volume, the greater the gravity received. more powerful.

If humans do not understand the phenomenon of gravity bombs, they may think that the space of Saturn is frozen at this moment.

"Enemy attack! Gravity bomb!"

Nothing to do but remind fellow human beings of what happened.

If human beings didn't have the planetary shield that the lord got, they wouldn't be able to fight back against the Ameras at this time, even hydrogen bombs wouldn't be able to fly out of the gravity field! There is only fate at the mercy of others.

Although it is bound by the whole body now, the movement is slow, and the traffic is paralyzed, but it is not fatal after all.

As long as you survive the one-month limitation period of the gravity bomb, you can regain your freedom.

"Hahaha, weak human beings, do you know what a real strong man is? You don't even have a chance to struggle. Wait until I peel off your tortoise shells, and I'll clean you up one by one!"

Walcher was completely immersed in his own rhythm.

"The fleet retreated 300,000 kilometers, hid on the back of the moon, opened the planetary shield, and released the proton bomb!"

"yes!"

It was the first time to use a strategic-level weapon of a third-level peak civilization. Wascher had no idea. Although he had already hid on the back of the moon and retreated outside the safe area, he still opened his own planetary shield.

Proton bombs, in the third-level peak civilization, are installed on proton engines, but Washer does not have them, and he dare not use nuclear fusion engines to propel them without authorization, so he can only abandon the speed and use an unmanned warship to carry this only Fist-sized proton bombs approach Saturn carefully.

This feeling is even more nervous than when it first learned to launch a satellite when it was young.

"The proton bomb is 100,000 kilometers away from Saturn..."

"The proton bomb is 10,000 kilometers away from Saturn..."

"Approaching..."

"Stop going..."

Walcher: "???"

"what's the situation?"

It suddenly became anxious, the proton bomb only

Three, how can I lose it!

"Back, back to your Excellency, the commander of the army, the proton bomb... fell into the gravity field..."

"Fart, the coordinates we set are at the edge of the gravitational field, how could they fall into the gravitational field?" Wascher cursed.

"Uh...Master Legion, it's not our gravity field..."

Washer: "..."

"Human, human?"

"Yes."

Washer: "..."

"How did they launch a gravity bomb?"

"Uh...maybe it was reserved in outer space in advance..."

Washer was speechless, what a precious weapon a gravity bomb is, just thrown in space in advance?

It feels that its heroic image is collapsing compared to humans, and it is gradually slipping down to the end of the clown.

"Master Legion, what shall we do now?"

Washer felt a headache. The human gravitational field and his own gravitational field enveloped Saturn at the same time, which meant that the proton bomb would not be able to move within a month.

"Mad, what is this called!"

"Master Legion, are we launching a second proton bomb?"

"Launch a fart! First study the supporting propulsion equipment, and then be so slow, won't it be captured by humans? Do you know how many gravity bombs they have?"

The subordinate was reprimanded for not saying a word, and stood aside to listen carefully to the army commander's lecture.

After searching and eating his subordinates, Wascher used binary flashes to send a set of signals to Saturn, roughly meaning: "Human beings, can't you afford it? How can you make such a fuss? If you have the ability to let go of my bomb."

In this regard, human beings quickly responded, and the content was very simple. After translation, there were only three letters: "D-S-B"

Wascher was having a headache, the translation was translated, but the translated letters, it does not know what it means...

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