A month later, the moon, this silvery-white grain of sand, finally welcomed those despicable visitors.
The Terminus was docked in its lowest circular orbit, a maximum of 36 kilometers from the lunar surface. Qin Zhongquan leaned over the observation porthole, which was originally perpendicular to the floor, and watched the rapidly moving earth below, covered with the remains of human transformation. A wave of sadness washed over him.
In various recorded images before the Great Chaos, the Moon was once a bustling celestial body, similar to Mars today. It served as a springboard for humanity's journey into deep space, a production base for thermonuclear fusion fuel, and a natural research center. It should have been a transportation hub and port city where thousands of ships converged. Unfortunately, today, its population consistently falls below 10,000, and it has been banished from the fold of the great world, becoming little more than a neutral zone where anyone can have sex with it.
The moon is currently short of resources and its economy is heavily dependent on external inputs. The lunar surface is covered with large and small artificial cavities, which often collapse due to moonquakes or meteorite impacts. Therefore, the population is basically concentrated near the South Pole, far away from several important facilities.
Since the Est. did not have the ability to use its own spin to simulate gravity, the first mate who wanted to find the captain could only use a system of electromagnetic adsorption handrails that moved along the floor track to slowly find his way to Qin Zhongquan, and then struggled to hold on to the concave and convex structure on the bulkhead to float close to him.
"Report to the captain, the targets have been locked, a total of 3,357. If we use targeted precision strikes, we will need at least 7 cycles to complete the coverage." Chen Tianhe saluted pretentiously and said so.
Qin Zhongquan glanced at him and said, "Don't be so formal. We're not an army! What if they just cut off the energy? I'm still a little scared. After all, our history is stored down there. It would be a shame to destroy it like this."
"If we only cut off the power, we'll still have two-thirds of our target left," the first mate replied, tapping a few times on his tablet. "They're expected to complete the repairs by the end of March next year, which is too little time for us."
"Less than half a year!" Qin Zhongquan stroked his chin and shook his head slightly. "What about the underground storage vault that destroyed the data center?"
"We'll be counterattacked. Although the moon has fallen, it still contains many high-value facilities that are difficult to dismantle. Someone must have hidden self-defense counterattack weapons there, and the number is probably quite large. The Estávod is an arsenal ship, and she's not very good at shield ship duties."
"With just one Moron-class ship, the firepower is still a bit insufficient!" Qin Zhongquan smacked his lips. He thought for a moment, then suddenly snapped his fingers. "By the way, are there any powerful weapons in the cargo hold?"
"There are six 240 million-equivalent antimatter torpedoes and two Type 4000 Starburst EMP bombs. If possible, I really don't recommend using them at this time." The first mate replied seriously.
"What about using a torpedo to create a massive earthquake?"
"Then we need to dispatch a landing team, penetrate to at least 11 kilometers below the lunar surface, and then detonate two or three torpedoes strictly according to the planned time. The moon has almost no mantle movement, so moonquakes can last for a long time, but the specific effects still need to be simulated by the shipboard computer."
"You can try it, do it quickly!" Qin Zhongquan ordered.
"We're already working on it." The first mate paused, swiping his fingers across the tablet before changing the subject. "One more thing. About two minutes ago, the optical telescope detected a high-intensity battle erupting in Earth orbit. Judging by the ship paint schemes, there are three factions involved: Universal Earth, Europa, and the Space Force. The center of the battlefield is approximately 376,000 kilometers away, near Earth's terminator. What can we do?"
"As usual, I don't need to explain much, right? Stay alert and watch out for stray bullets and unexploded bombs," Qin Zhongquan replied. Then he turned his back and muttered to himself, "I can understand Earth and the space army, but why would Europa get involved? Aren't they still engaged in their own warlord infighting? It's really strange."
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