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The PDFs, assembled by Zhou Qing himself, moved these giant green weapons to the entrance of the governor's palace, while Zhou Qing once again went out as usual to study these things.
However, this time was no different from before. After conducting meticulous research, Zhou Xin still came to a conclusion.
This thing is just a pile of scrap metal, completely devoid of any research value, and nobody knows how it moves.
After completing his research for the day, Zhou Qing returned to the governor's palace and began unlocking his military technology.
Sixteen days have passed since Zhou Qing rescued the Chicken Thief Cult, and this is how he has lived his life for the past sixteen days.
As for why you've only been fighting within the city and why you haven't launched a counterattack against these greenskins, Zhou Qing can answer that directly.
That means his army is still in training, and his mechanical legion is under construction.
This is a planet, a planet about 1.5 times the size of Earth. This planet is so big that its land area accounts for 68% of the entire planet.
On such a massive planet, it would be extremely difficult to eliminate the greens without accumulating a sufficient army.
After all, these things are just like mushrooms, and their technology is completely unreasonable; they can just take a bunch of things and put them together to make weapons.
More importantly, their fighting spirit is extremely high.
Zhou Qing was not unaware that as long as the Greenskin leader was eliminated, the Greenskins would fall into chaos, but the problem was that this generation of Greenskin warlords was quite intelligent.
Yes, Zhou Qing, being intelligent, felt that using this word to describe that green-skinned leader was reasonable.
They have already sent out their own bodyguard robots four times to kill that green-skinned warlord.
But in the end, this guy always managed to escape; he managed to dodge every time.
Even in times of war, unlike ordinary greenskins who charge to the front, he commands his greenskin army from the rear.
In this situation, even if Zhou Qing wanted to decapitate the enemy leader to induce chaos among the Greenskins, he would be unable to do so.
However, this period of peace will not last long. In just two more months, his planetary defense forces will be fully prepared.
Meanwhile, 1,000 million Gauss rifles currently in production will roll off the production line.
Not to mention the petrified lizard cannons, plasma automatic cannon tanks, and chimera transports that are unique to the human empire.
In addition, this hive planet can also produce the Poisonblade, a heavy tank used by the human empire.
With Zhou Qing's intervention and improvements, a total of 1400 Poison Blade super-heavy tanks were produced and could be used for offensive purposes.
The reason for producing only 1400 vehicles is that Zhou Qing needs to use more resources to build his own mechanical legion; having tanks is sufficient.
If it weren't for the tanks of the Human Federation, which would have been impossible to build given the current industrial system of the Human Empire, Zhou Qing wouldn't have needed to build tanks for the Human Empire.
Even the civilian version of the Human Federation, the current human empire's broken industrial system is simply incapable of building any qualified tank.
In addition, Zhou Qing is also continuously producing some flying units for the human empire.
It must be said that the weapons of the human empire are not without their advantages.
Its biggest advantage is that it is cheap and durable. Compared to the weapons of the Human Federation, which require high-value alloys or high-value minerals to be made, the weapons of the Human Empire are much cheaper!
The army is being prepared; it just needs time to gradually advance. The green-skinned people outside are naturally doomed.
Zhou Qing was well aware of this, so he patiently waited for the army to complete its reorganization and then launch a general offensive.
Zhou Qing was patient, while the Greenskins fought with great gusto.
For them, fighting is something that gives them a thrill.
Although they had always been at a disadvantage against human settlements, they still felt great.
Every night after a fight, the Greenskins would hold a celebratory banquet, drinking mushroom wine and toasting each other. Tonight's Waaagh was particularly enjoyable.
Chapter 33: So soon the greens are going to release warships?
Zhou Qing had been watching the Greenskins' every move closely. Every night, out of boredom, he would use his own reconnaissance equipment to observe the Greenskins' camp.
But every day he saw the green-skinned man's behavior, he was completely bewildered.
The green monsters danced around the huge campfire, playing jarring music on rough instruments. Every now and then, a few drunken greenskins would wrestle together, eliciting cheers.
For a long time, they did this every night.
"What an enigmatic creature," Zhou Qing remarked after stopping his observation of the green-skinned creature and performing some eye exercises to soothe his eyes.
"Despite suffering heavy losses every day, they still maintain such high morale. The Federation has never encountered such an enemy in the Star Sea. It's truly perplexing."
His chief of staff—a young officer brought from the underground city—handed him a data panel.
"Your Excellency, according to our statistics, the losses of the green-skinned troops in the past 16 days have exceeded 9800 million. But their numbers seem to be... increasing rather than decreasing?"
Zhou Qing took the data panel and glanced at it briefly.
Indeed, the green-skinned birds are reproducing much faster than expected.
The mushrooms that grow on the corpses of the green-skinned soldiers that have been killed can spawn new green-skinned warriors in just a few days.
Except for a few that are completely obliterated by Gauss rifles, Greenskins killed by ordinary Imperial planetary defense forces always seem to spawn more Greenskins on their corpses.
This also means that the mushroom farm he is going to cultivate has such a high production capacity that it can be supplied as a specialty product to the planet's inhabitants.
However, reproduction is not the most troublesome problem for Greenskin.
"In the past few days, the Governor has discovered that the Greenskins have an increasing number of massive combat weapons."
At the same time, their power has become increasingly formidable. Although it remains within our control, the enemy's combat strength is indeed constantly rising.
Zhou Qing's adjutant raised another problem that was giving Zhou Qing a headache: the development speed of the Greenskins.
The proliferation of green-skinned creatures is not a bad thing for Zhou Qing, since the continuous reproduction of these green-skinned creatures means that he will no longer need to worry about food.
Even before his hydroponic farm was fully built, it was still like this.
What truly troubled him was the Greenskins' terrifying rate of reproduction; their technological and weapons development progressed at an astonishing pace. They traversed the timeframe expected of an atomic-age military in a very short period.
They are now moving towards the early days of the space age.
Zhou Qing had been monitoring the Greenskins all along, but yesterday he saw them conjure up a spaceship that looked like it had already flown to half the height of the planet's surface!
This rate of development can only be described as somewhat defying the heavens.
Furthermore, Zhou Qing also discovered that the more intense the fighting among these Greenskins, the faster they developed.
After he took over as governor of the planet and the Greenskins fought several high-intensity defensive battles, these guys developed even faster.
After thinking for a moment, Zhou Qing asked his adjutant.
"I am now handing over all my mechanical legions to you, along with our planetary defense forces. How confident are you that you can take care of the orcs around us?"
The adjutant's fingers slid rapidly across the holographic sand table, his brow furrowed as he calculated: "Governor, if we deploy all 160 million mechanical legions and the existing 2000 million PDF troops, theoretically we can clear out the Greenskin strongholds within a 500-kilometer radius within 36 hours. But..."
His finger stopped at the edge of the virtual sandbox: "According to reconnaissance data, the main force of the Greenskins has retreated to the other side of the mountain."
This mountain range is the largest on the planet, and its steep terrain makes it one of the most difficult regions on the entire planet to traverse.
At the same time, there are also a lot of greenskin spawn points here, and a large number of greenskin can spawn every day.
If we launch a hasty attack and fail to quickly capture the entire mountain range, we may very well find ourselves locked in a protracted war.
Zhou Qing stared at the constantly changing green markers on the virtual sandbox, suddenly noticing an anomaly: "Wait, pull up the green markers' activity trajectory for the past 24 hours."
The holographic image was quickly reconstructed, showing the movement path of the Greenskin troops.
Disturbingly, all routes point in the same direction—to the location of the Betel Empire's hive capital, the world's second largest hive capital.
"Are they concentrating their forces?" the adjutant asked, puzzled.
"No..." Zhou Qing's pupils suddenly contracted, "They're moving parts!"
He suddenly pulled up a hologram of the planet's second hive capital.
The once mountain of abandoned machinery has now been reduced by more than half.
Meanwhile, a massive metal structure was taking shape in the open space of the hive city—it was clearly a crude but complete space warship!
Having had so many unscientific experiences before, Zhou Qing had no doubt that this thing could fly; they were almost certain that it could.
Watching these green-skinned interstellar warships being pieced together, Zhou Qing couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
"These creatures are amazing!"
"Our war with them has accelerated their development. We can't afford to waste time, so we have to resort to unconventional methods."
As he spoke, Zhou Qing walked out of the governor's palace and came to the largest open space in this capital city.
This place is usually used to dock imperial warships, but Zhou Qing has now come here.
He opened his small spatial backpack and pulled out a smart cruiser that the Human Federation had long since phased out.
Wanli-class cruisers—
Length: 12.64 km
In terms of weaponry, the main weapons are gamma lasers, plasma cannons, phase splitting cannons, cyclone missiles, gauss cannons, and phase light spears.
The warship's armor is plain armor.
This is the most powerful weapon that Zhou Qing has hidden in his small spatial backpack.
If not, given that he was once a researcher in the Federation's three systems and made significant contributions to the Federation, it's highly unlikely that he would be hiding an intelligent cruiser in his backpack.
After all, this is Zero Element Armor, which is not ordinary civilian technology. Even now, it belongs to the Federation's military technology.
Of course, the Federation's military zero-element armor has already undergone nearly 1000 cycles of technological enhancement.
The cruiser in Zhou Qing's hands hadn't undergone the 1000-cycle technology enhancement; it had only undergone 600.
However, this does not mean that this cruiser is weak; it is equipped with particle lances.
A light spear of this caliber, if it hits any planet without a shield, could destroy at least half of it.
It was still effective in dealing with space pirate fleets within the Federation.
This is the weapon Zhou Qing uses to hold the line. Besides this intelligent cruiser, he only has eight frigates and two destroyers left.
The speed at which the Greenskins were developing undoubtedly shocked Zhou Qing. They were now trying to build warships from scratch. How could this be allowed?
That would prevent these guys from actually flying into space and directly disrupting his plans.
Therefore, Zhou Qing decided to nip their development in the bud and have the cruisers conduct orbital bombardment.
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