The command center fell silent once again.

Clearly, the current battle has reached a stalemate.

Everyone present knew that the longer this war dragged on, the more detrimental it would be to humanity.

This can be seen from the remaining quantities of various resources displayed in the holographic projection in front of us.

The disadvantages of a nomadic lifestyle are also fully exposed at this moment.

At least, when a civilization's technological level is low, an ordinary nomadic civilization would be unable to sustain an evenly matched interstellar war.

"Professor, radio communication detected from the direction of Proxima Centauri b."

Zero's voice broke the deathly silence in the command center.

Lu Yongchang's eyes flickered slightly, and he immediately asked, "Another meaningless communication request?"

Thanks to the Proxima Centauri dictionary deciphered long ago, they can interpret the communications of the Proxima Centauri civilization without any obstacles.

The Proxima Centauri civilization was well aware of this.

Since the war reached a stalemate, they have been sending communication requests to human civilization, attempting to have a face-to-face exchange with them.

Unsurprisingly, Lü Yongchang rejected all of these meaningless communication requests.

No, that's not true.

To Lü Yongchang's surprise, Zero denied his guess: "Unlike the previous times, this time, the radio they sent contained substantial information."

As soon as he finished speaking, the holographic projection screen in front of the command center quietly changed, and a series of Chinese characters appeared in front of everyone.

Hello, unfamiliar civilization. We are the Proxima Centauri civilization.

[...]

War is not what we want; I hope we can sit down and talk things out.

Lu Yongchang read the "letter of persuasion to surrender" with a solemn expression.

Indeed, in his view, the message from the Proxima Centauri civilization was an unusual letter urging surrender!

Although not explicitly stated in the letter, Lü Yongchang could still discern from the lines the level of confidence the Proxima Centauri civilization had in this protracted war.

"Ha...this damned Proxima Centauri civilization actually wants us to provide them with a hundred starships?!" A flash of anger crossed Zhao Zijie's eyes as he said viciously, "Keep dreaming!"

"They killed so many of our people, and now they want us to 'cede territory and pay reparations'?"

"Are you kidding me!"

As he spoke, Zhao Zijie slammed his hand on the control panel in front of him, causing the holographic screen next to him to tremble.

Lu Yongchang chuckled, waved his hand in the air, and tossed the letter urging surrender aside.

"That's not quite right."

“Strictly speaking, we are the invaders, and they have suffered far greater losses than we have in this war.”

Upon hearing this, Zhao Zijie's expression suddenly became somewhat strange.

It seems... that's how it was?

"Uh! Even if we are the intruders, their demands are excessive!" Zhao Zijie scratched his head awkwardly.

"Putting everything else aside, we cannot surrender just for the sake of those soldiers who died on the battlefield!"

Lü Yongchang didn't speak, but simply nodded slightly.

Surrender is out of the question.

I will never surrender in this lifetime.

only……

How should this war be fought next?

Lu Yongchang reached out and gently rubbed his temples: "Hiss... Let me think about it."

He closed his eyes slightly, carefully considering the current battle situation.

"Land-based laser weapons..."

"Uranium-235 surplus... hydrogen bomb... gas giant planet..."

He muttered some obscure words to himself.

Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he clapped his hands!

"Got it!"

In the quiet command center, Lü Yongchang's clapping sounded particularly crisp and loud, drawing questioning glances from everyone.

"Yongchang?" Fang Xu asked anxiously, "Do you know how to destroy those 12 land-based laser weapons?"

Lü Yongchang shook his head: "It's too difficult to bypass the planetary defense network and directly strike land-based laser weapons."

Fang Xu's expression gradually changed from excitement to confusion and bewilderment.

Lu Yongchang's lips curled up slightly, revealing a mysterious smile.

Instead of stating his plan directly, he turned to the side and asked, "Zero, how many asteroids are there around us?"

"Or rather, are there many asteroids in this star system?"

The star map unfolded instantly.

One by one, countless tiny red dots appeared before everyone's eyes.

Each red dot represents an asteroid, large or small.

"Zero. Make a rough estimate of the total amount." Lü Yongchang frowned and gave the order again.

The star map began to change, and a gray 3D sphere model gradually took shape before everyone's eyes.

The diameter of the sphere increases rapidly.

Ultimately, it reached an astonishing number.

3000 kilometers.

Lu Yongchang nodded thoughtfully: "Approximately the size of the moon... then that's sufficient for its use."

Fang Xu, standing to the side, looked increasingly puzzled.

He pondered for a moment, then, as if he had figured something out, he showed a look of sudden realization.

But soon, he frowned and slowly shook his head.

Perhaps realizing that his thinking was somewhat flawed, he asked softly, "Yongchang, do you want to push these asteroids to collide with Proxima Centauri b?"

"This won't work."

"Their planetary defense network is enough to blast these asteroids to dust."

Upon hearing this, Lü Yongchang was stunned for a moment: "Who said I was going to push an asteroid to collide with Proxima Centauri b?"

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