MTL - StarCraft In the Palm of Your Hand-Chapter 673 incorporated

Chapter 673 Collection

Seeing that Burke's fleet was torn apart, fighting on their own, and falling into a collapsed situation, Gabriel continued to order: "Block the enemy's actions, use interceptors to block the front of their warships, and prevent them from increasing their speed to the level of entering hyperspace , in today's battle, this fleet must be wiped out here. Pull the cow."

"Yes." Through the spiritual link network, all the combatants replied.

The Protoss aircraft carrier continued to attack mercilessly. The interceptor planes swarmed up and smashed Burke's warships into pieces. After the forward was wiped out, the interceptor planes attacked their left wing, and then the left wing collapsed, and then attacked theirs. The right wing, the right wing also collapsed.

The warships on Burke's side wanted to escape, but they couldn't speed up due to the blocked route. You must know that at a speed of tens of thousands of kilometers per second, hitting even an interceptor would be enough to disintegrate their warships.

Realizing that they had no way out and no way out, the hired mercenary units began to surrender, at first dozens of ships, and after Gabriel accepted their surrender, it quickly spread to hundreds of ships, several Thousands of ships, and then nearly 100,000 ships surrendered at once. After they surrendered, Garberhe ordered the interceptors to let them go, and concentrated all attacks on the troops that were still resisting.

The surrender of the mercenaries stimulated the remaining Berk warships, and many warships also issued the general surrender signal of the Orion arm one after another. Gabriel asked them to shut down the power system, protection system and weapon system of the battleship, waiting for further orders.

Soon, the battle ended, and all the recalcitrants were wiped out. There were countless wrecks of Burke's warships floating in the void.

Gabriel let the interceptors surround all the surrendering fleets, and issued an order to the mercenary fleets, asking them to push out a few leaders and discuss the next arrangement with him. The mercenaries knew that their lives were still alive at this time. In the hands of the Protoss, they quickly responded.

"Thank you, Lord Garber, for forgiving our hostile behavior." The leaders launched by several mercenaries appeared in front of Garber in the form of holographic projections, and paid high respect to Garber.

"Forgive? What are you talking about?" Garberhe's words surprised several mercenary leaders.

They looked at each other, and one of them asked carefully: "Master Garber, is there anything we need to do?"

Garber glanced at him and paused for a moment. If the protoss had a mouth, he should have a smile on his face. Garber nodded and said, "It's really easy to talk to smart people."

"What do we need to do? We will do our best." The man immediately made a promise, after all, he has no right to say no here.

Other mercenary leaders also said in line: "Yes, we will do our best."

"If you can do it, you can do it, and if you can't do it, you have to do it."

"We will not disappoint the Protoss."

The profession of mercenary was originally to fight for money and had no stand of its own. Now that they were defeated and their lives were at the mercy of their opponents, it was naturally the best choice to switch sides.

"Sure enough, you are worthy of being a professional mercenary." Garber nodded, and said his request, "Now the star system we are in is one of the important military strongholds of the Berks, and its location is very important. However, our main force But we can’t stop here, so we need some people to help us manage this stronghold.”

No matter how powerful the Protoss' army is and how smooth the expansion is, it cannot change the fact that the Protoss conquered a large area of ​​the Berklake star field with a corner of the Aiur star.

There are nearly a hundred living stars belonging to the Berks in this star field, as well as thousands of resource-rich mineral stars, and countless man-made celestial bodies, which means that the Berks have a hundred times more resources than the Protoss, and now they have entered In a state of full preparation for war, these resources will soon form a powerful military force, continuously supporting the Berks to fight.

In order to reduce the war potential of the Berk people, every time the Protoss takes down a planet, they need to garrison the planet to cut off the rule of the Berk Empire. The lower the force.

Therefore, an intermediate class is needed to assist the rule of the Protoss, allowing a small number of Protoss garrisons to control a large number of territories.

The specific matters are of course very complicated, and even Cass cannot make a decision all at once. Fortunately, Cass does not need to do these things himself. With the Supreme Council, he only needs to review the results of their discussions.

According to the conclusion of the Supreme Council, this middle class should be composed of mercenaries who only recognize money, and the surrender faction among the Berks.

The mercenaries and the Berk surrender faction form constraints, and then a small number of protoss rule them. In this way, the power structure of the Berklake colony can basically be used.

For each ordinary habitable planet, the Protoss will send a member of parliament to lead the post of planetary governor, and those most important planets, such as the capital star and the interstellar metropolis, will have a core member of parliament as the governor.

In addition, after the territory grows, it is time for the Supreme Council to expand.

Today, the spiritual power that the entire Protoss has contributed to the Supreme Council through the Way of Kara has made all core members reach the limit of the third level, and all ordinary members have also reached the peak strength of the third level.

If it doesn't expand, then in a short while, when all ordinary councilors have reached the limit of the third level, the extra spiritual power will be wasted.

Spiritual power is like a tax paid by the Protoss, and it is not advisable to waste it.

After some discussion, the Supreme Council initially decided to divert spiritual power in the form of a planetary council, and establish a regional council for each planet. The Burke Lake Colony is the pilot area for the planetary council. Every planetary governor, To be responsible for the establishment of the Planetary Council.

Of course, these are things for the future. What is important now is to use the aircraft carrier fleet to conquer the city, first defeat the Berke Empire, and then establish Berke Lake as a colony.

Garberhe explained the decision of the Supreme Council to this group of mercenary leaders, and for the mercenary leaders, this was like a shot in the arm.

Looking at the universe, no matter who makes money, it is the ruling class of course! Especially a colonial ruling class.

This kind of rule based on military coercion really wants money, money, and power. What a beauty it is.

At the moment, all the mercenary leaders fully agreed, and they didn't even have any ambiguity about the various harsh conditions proposed by Gabriel. As long as they can become the ruling class of the colony, even the middle class, they can make them laugh out of their dreams.

"That's all you need to know. Now you all go to restrain your subordinates and prepare for battle. Although the Berk fleet is finished, the planet that serves as a military stronghold has not yet been taken down. As the vanguard, go and destroy that planet Take this planet for us as your sincerity and meeting gift."

There are not many Protoss, and every aircraft carrier is precious, so you don't need to be polite if you can use the mercenary fleet to achieve your goal.

"Obey, Master Garber!" Several mercenary leaders broke off contact energetically, and prepared to go separately.

At this time, a high-level spirit descended on Gabriel's flagship.

"Speaker, everything is going according to plan." Garberhe felt it immediately, and he reported what happened just now.

"You've done a good job." Cass' voice appeared in Garber's heart, "To be safe, I will control the spirits of those mercenary leaders, not only them, but also those non-protoss who will occupy a place in the future colonial government. There is no special reason, and they must be mind-controlled, and the dark consuls under Grimmoran will carry out this task, and they must not be left idle."

The Berks have always been arrogant, and they will certainly not be willing to be ruled by the Protoss. The Protoss now uses the mind control spell of the Dark Archon as a simple and stable means of control. Since it can be used, why not use it?

Not long after, the mercenary fleet started to move. They turned their bows and pointed their targets at the planet, the military stronghold of the Berks, rushing over.

Cass could feel from the spiritual world that there was a sense of unity and momentum in the mercenary fleet. Compared with the battle with the Protoss just now, the morale had increased by more than ten times!

The Berks who stayed behind on the planet had clearly seen through the betrayal of the mercenaries, and the planet's defense system was fully activated, blasting the mercenary fleet with raging firepower, and even fired ten fortress guns with an energy level of nine. The artillery bombarded hundreds of mercenary warships.

The shipboard gun technology of the Berks only goes up to level 8, but the fortress gun is different from the shipboard gun. Because there is a lot of space on the planet to place bloated equipment, the power of the fortress gun is one level higher than that of the shipboard gun. Even two levels are possible.

However, although the Berks' defensive artillery fire was extremely fierce, but in the longing for a broad prospect, the mercenary fleet finally displayed an epic and fearless spirit, braved this hellish artillery fire, and launched an attack on the military facilities on the planet. Wave after wave, the attacks continued regardless of life or death.

After a battle with the Protoss aircraft carrier fleet, the mercenary fleet has been reduced from the original more than 100,000 to 60,000, and most of them are injured, but they seem to have not noticed, and they don't care about the ten-door nine-level fortress. A single salvo of artillery can wipe out hundreds of thousands of them.

Cass' voice reappeared in Garber's heart: "There's nothing to see in the future. The Berks on the planet can't stand it for long. We'll be able to receive the planet after a few more hours."

"All glory to my lord." Gabriel said respectfully.