Chapter 767: Fear in death

Glinton Galaxy.
This star system named after the most famous explorer in the history of the Mogo is also the largest industrial star system in the Crocodile civilization.
This is also caused by the unique position of the Glinton star system, which is quite far from the frontline of the Mogo family, and there is a celestial star system in between, so it took the Mogo family hundreds of years to build here It became the back garden of the battlefield.
The Glinton star system is responsible for the massive supply of resources for the four "war star systems" of Orr, Tianxin, Romen, and Philon.
On the five rocky planets in the galaxy, from metal smelting to weapon arsenal, including three huge space repair docks and sixteen energy centers.
Excessive mining has devastated the large and small planets of the Glinton Galaxy, but the crocodiles who never consider the environment naturally don't care about them.
The Glinton Galaxy is near the edge of the cold ice zone, and the brown "Golden Saturn" shimmers inexplicably under the light of the stars.
The surface of the noisy planet in the past, even the hemisphere facing Glinton's star at this time, was deadly silent.
In the hot metal smelting factory, the usual roaring machinery quieted down.
People came and went to the heavily guarded arsenal, and the heavy metal door locked the absolute silence, and no half of the figure was visible.
And in the storage center behind the arsenal, including the energy center more than 100 kilometers away from the arsenal, small transport ships take off and land continuously.
Fully loaded with various weapon devices, full of energy batteries.
Countless transport ships took off from the arsenal and energy center, and finally flew toward the outer space of the planet's dark hemisphere.
Otherwise, the various factories are silent.
Even cities large and small on the planet have disappeared from the hustle and bustle of the past.
On the empty streets, occasionally a few aircraft and suspended vehicles pass by.
They are like prey chased by fierce beasts, flying hurriedly across the street, and finally disappearing among the dense buildings.
The entire Golden Saturn, except for the locust-like transport ship that constantly rises and falls, is completely dead.
"Mom, I want to go to the Colosseum. Our fighting skill instructor said that there was a wonderful beast show in the Colosseum today."
In a certain building in a certain city, a crocodile man who was only eleven years old but had reached the height of a human adult climbed the window and looked at the quiet street, and said hopefully.
An axe is inserted on his generous back, a miniature particle light cannon is in his hand, and the armed belt on his waist is filled with energy batteries. The little crocodile man’s father heard his son’s voice and ran into the house, but grabbed it. The son pulled away from the window.
"Did something happen?"
Seeing his father closing the electronic curtains, the crocodile man raised his head and asked in confusion.
The little crocodile man's father didn't say anything, just squeezed the tiny particle light cannon in his hand.
Thousands of meters away from the home of the crocodile man, on the outskirts of the city, a screaming scream sounded from time to time in a retro castle.
Bright red blood gushes out continuously under the closed gate of the castle.
In the castle hall with closed doors and windows, under the bright lights, a group of crazy crocodiles are enjoying their flesh and blood feast.
The noble Lord Keith, its thick crocodile tail is still twitching on the ground, but the whole body has been split in half.
Owning a small ore refinery and three units of fertile land, even if it has been squeezed to a marginal position by the new aristocracy, Lord Keith has the status and wealth that ordinary crocodile civilians cannot struggle for a few lifetimes.
And now, these are far away from it.
Its serfs and servants, soldiers stationed in the territory were ordered to retreat, when they rushed into the tavern and drank the cheap and blazing lange, and repeated the message on the light screen of the tavern. Everything has changed.
Alcohol dominates the brain, or there are more crocodile people who refuse to admit it to fear.
The oppressed crocodile tore the owner of the tavern to pieces, and then rushed into Lord Keith's castle frantically.
The dead Lord Keith, including his wife and daughter who were lying in a pool of blood at this time, were suffering from the impact of those crazy crocodile siege carts, they did not understand why their compatriots became so crazy.
A city with military personnel is still quiet and safe.
In the remote suburbs of the city, including smaller villages and towns, similar scenes are being staged in different places.
On the edge of the largest city on the planet, there is an underground fortress with a very high safety factor and a very high level of confidentiality.
"70% of the energy reserves have been transferred. At the current rate, it is expected that all energy reserves will be transferred after three hours."
"The arsenal is the same. The gravity bomb manufacturing plant was emptied six long hours ago, including a lot of precious equipment. The remaining missiles and high-energy bomb arsenals still need six to seven long hours."
"General, there is news from the three animal husbandry centers that all the meat animals in their captivity have been killed."
Sitting at the desk, the cold wind blowing from the constant-temperature instrument could not calm General Norton's hot heart, and the non-stop sound of reports from his subordinates in his ears turned his hotness into impatience.
"It's not enough to kill them. Let them destroy the carcasses of those meat animals. I don't care what method they use, as long as they can't eat them."
Impatience returned to impatience, Norton didn't feel confused, and gave the order in a deep voice.
"How is the dock?"
When the office calmed down, and determined that there was no new information to bother him, Norton looked to the other side.
"There are already two giant cruiser-class transport ships flying to the inner galaxy, and three more transport ships are loading."
The correspondent who kept in constant contact with the space dock hurriedly stood up and replied.
"The strange beast... Is there news from the fleet? Did our outer space probes find anomalies?"
Although it is clear that if there is similar information, his subordinates will notify him as soon as possible, but General Norton couldn't help asking.
Norton has asked the same question no less than six times in the last Longtime.
"The fleet is still unable to contact. It should still be flying at the speed of light. This is the only situation that will affect the communication connection."
"Our detector found no abnormalities either."
The correspondent in charge of the image monitoring of the outer space probe also hurriedly responded.
However, before its voice fell, the crocodile man correspondent hadn't even turned his body completely. The sirens of the brain that it was operating suddenly sounded like a thunder in the huge office.
He stretched out his trembling hand and turned on the detector that sent the alarm message. Looking at the blazing sun on the light screen, a large shadow flew quickly toward Venus Saturn, and General Norton collapsed on the chair. The face is desperate.