The dense atmosphere amplifies the explosive power of a hydrogen bomb by hundreds or thousands of times!
The moment the smoke bomb exploded, the dust rapidly spread throughout Proxima Centauri b under the influence of the shockwave!
As the temperature dropped, all the liquid water on the surface of Proxima Centauri b froze into ice.
Therefore, from space, Proxima Centauri b at that time looked like a flawless white ice ball, quietly shining in the deep universe.
With the explosion of a large number of interstellar smoke bombs, the climate of Proxima Centauri b was drastically altered!
First, there's a change in color.
The once pure white ice ball gradually turned a hazy yellow!
Secondly, there are changes in temperature.
The massive thermal radiation released by the explosion of countless high-yield hydrogen bombs caused the temperature of Proxima Centauri b to gradually rise.
The original ice layer gradually melted, and Proxima Centauri b briefly returned to its former state.
However, under the light of the main star, the originally clear sky turned into a dim yellow!
The dim sky above Proxima Centauri b
Lu Yongchang, aboard the Earth, looked at the holographic projection with a touch of emotion in his eyes.
At this moment, the originally weak human civilization also gained some ability to terraform planets.
...
Proxima Centauri b.
As the Golden Crow fleet gradually approached on the monitor, Augustus sat down in his chair with a dejected expression.
It's over.
He knew that when this damned dust began to spread within the atmosphere of Proxima Centauri b, the Proxima Centauri civilization would begin its countdown to extinction.
"Lord Augustus, we still have over 600 ships! We still have the strength to fight!"
"Lord Augustus, let's fight those damned invaders!"
Calls came from the side.
Seeing the starships of human civilization gradually approaching the synchronous orbit of Proxima Centauri b, the Lyles finally realized the seriousness of the problem.
Amidst their boundless fear, a courage that defied death to survive burst forth from the depths of their hearts!
Augustus seemed deaf, simply sitting quietly in his seat, silently staring at the monitor in front of him.
"Lord Augustus!"
Nartes's hoarse voice rang out.
He was trying to wake the old man who had ruled the Proxima Centauri civilization for hundreds of years.
Augustus slowly shook his head.
"it's useless."
He opened his mouth and gently exhaled a weak, long breath: "It's all over."
"Our ships are no match for those invaders' starships."
“Then we…” Naltes said eagerly.
“Surrender.” Augustus stood up from his chair and glanced indifferently at the people around him. “Send them a communication request for me.”
"By doing this, we might still have a glimmer of hope."
...
[Professor, another radio communication request has been received from the direction of Proxima Centauri b.]
When the 120 Golden Crow battleships cleared the defensive weapons from the synchronous orbit, a message appeared in front of Lü Yongchang.
'Um?'
'What are they planning to do now?'
Lü Yongchang asked Zero through the brainwave reading device.
【surrender】
Lu Yongchang stared at the two Chinese characters in front of him, stunned.
He never expected that the other side would choose to surrender!
He couldn't help but put himself in her shoes for a moment.
If it were human civilization, at least, the human civilization under his leadership would never yield to invaders at such a moment!
'I remember, didn't they still have some starships?' Lu Yongchang asked subconsciously.
Yes, according to observational data, the Proxima Centauri civilization possessed at least 600 spaceships with a diameter of over 100 meters.
Zero responded quickly.
Looking at this message, Lü Yongchang nodded thoughtfully.
There's no need to respond to their communication requests.
'Keep those Golden Crow battleships in synchronized orbit and impose a comprehensive blockade on Proxima B.'
【Received, Professor】
...
Earth Command Center.
Lu Yongchang scanned the crowd and said in a deep voice, "Everyone, we have now entered the final stage of the interstellar war."
"Just now, the Proxima Centauri civilization surrendered to us."
As soon as he finished speaking, a murmur of discussion arose inside the command center.
Everyone looked surprised.
"Isn't there another batch of spaceships on the other side?" Zhao Zijie's voice was full of doubt. "I remember that quite a few starships escaped back to Proxima Centauri b some time ago."
Lü Yongchang nodded: "That's right, there are probably more than 600 of them, all of which are spaceships with a diameter of more than 100 meters."
"Over there..."
“That’s what worries me too,” Lü Yongchang said with a hint of unease. “Our starships are not suitable for combat within the atmosphere.”
"To be precise, these 1,500-meter-long behemoths simply cannot enter the atmosphere of Proxima Centauri b."
"As of now, only the Xuan Nu II possesses atmospheric combat capabilities, but it is, after all, a transport ship, and its combat strength... is appalling!"
Lu Yongchang paused slightly before continuing, "That's only one reason. On the other hand..."
"I've learned a lot from the lessons of the past few times."
"We cannot accurately determine the other party's intentions at this time."
"Without knowing whether the other side wants to surrender or is trying to trick us, we must adopt the most conservative strategy."
Everyone nodded in agreement.
Seeing that no one objected, Lü Yongchang smiled with satisfaction.
"Zero, bring up the plan."
As soon as he finished speaking, the giant holographic projection screen in front of the command center changed instantly.
A dense array of data and patterns were presented to the audience.
"This is...?" Mao Zhengzhi frowned and asked in a low voice, "Genomic information?"
Lu Yongchang glanced at Mao Zhengzhi in the distance, smiled and nodded: "This is the genome information sent by a Proxima Centauri person back then."
"I've been responsible for deciphering this part of the content."
"Because the genes are quite different from those of Earth organisms, this part of the work has progressed slowly, so I haven't made it public to everyone."
Mao Zhengzhi understood Lü Yongchang's unspoken message and his expression became slightly agitated: "Then now..."
"Not bad." Lü Yongchang nodded. "We have successfully obtained the genetic information of the Proxima Centauri!"
An uproar ensued!
Everyone present was highly intelligent, so they naturally knew what this meant!
Lu Yongchang reached out and waved his hand through the air, and the holographic projection changed again.
"Based on this genetic information, I designed a unique weapon."
"As long as we release it into the atmosphere of Proxima Centauri b and wait a while, we can achieve final victory without bloodshed."
P.S. This part is a bit... ahem, we can only try to avoid it as much as possible, so the genomic information has not been mentioned in the previous parts.
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