Opening his phone, basic functions, building factories.
In the military factory section, a new project was unlocked.
[Factory Type: Dragonfly Drone Factory]
[Factory Description: Occupies an area of 10,000 square meters, includes a dragonfly drone assembly line, requires 330 workers. Operation is simple, and workers can be on the job after basic training. Can produce 1,000 dragonfly drones per hour, with a profit of 100 yuan per unit.]
[Weapon Parameters: Dragonfly drone, total weight 20 grams, size as small as a fruit fly, slow flight speed. Cruise range is 30 kilometers in sunny or high-temperature conditions. Primarily used for reconnaissance and target positioning. Due to its extremely small size, it is difficult to detect and almost impossible to hit with conventional firepower. Disposable product, not recyclable.]
[Construction Cost: 140 million yuan]
Jiang Ye was a little surprised to find weapons the size of fruit flies.
The practical effect of such a thing was self-evident: it could penetrate anywhere and was difficult to detect.
He placed an order.
[Factory Type: Giant Cluster Bomb Factory]
[Factory Description: Occupies an area of 40,000 square meters, includes 4 cluster bomb assembly lines, requires 150 workers. Operation is simple, and workers can be on the job after basic training. Can produce 100 cluster bombs per hour, with a profit of 500 yuan per unit.]
[Weapon Parameters: Total weight 900 kilograms, containing 300 small fragmentation bombs, 200 armor-piercing bombs, and 300 incendiary bombs. By adjusting the dispersal fuse, the height at which the bombs detonate in the air can be changed, thus forming different kill radii. Historically, it was once banned but was re-allowed for use in the era of interstellar colonization. It is a cruel weapon lacking humanity.]
[Construction Cost: 140 million yuan]
Without a second thought, Jiang Ye also placed an order.
Bombs were always cheap and effective.
A 900-kilogram cluster bomb could probably obliterate a frog mother in one shot, so why wouldn't he want it?
After placing orders for both factories, Jiang Ye also ordered a Hive Electromagnetic Rocket Launcher factory. The familiar prompt popped up again: new factories would be unlocked in three days.
Leaving the factory area, Jiang Ye returned to his office in the military base.
He spent the entire day sitting at his desk, leisurely watching satellite images.
The frog mothers in the hilly areas were continuously subjected to firepower. Most of the strikes came from hive rockets, with some from air force bombing.
One by one, the frog mothers were eliminated, and the remaining ones became fewer and fewer.
150, 100, 80...
60, 20, 10...
At eleven o'clock at night, the last frog mother was finally consumed by rockets.
These things were invincible at close range, but once their range was extended, they became a flock of sitting ducks. Moreover, the frog mothers were huge and heavy, moving no faster than turtles, unable to even escape.
Jiang Ye felt more confident. As long as they didn't come in tens of thousands at once, he wouldn't have to fear them; he could just blow them up as they came.
It was getting late, so he took off his clothes and lay down in bed, preparing to sleep.
His phone rang again.
Jiang Ye picked it up and looked. It was a message from a StarNet group chat.
Cold An Star Commander: "Li Nannan has been found! She's not dead! Sister Nan is still alive! Damn it, everyone cheer together!"
Ha'er Star High Priest: "Good, good, good, good, good!"
Ice Green Planet Governor: "Holy crap! Long live Sister Nan! She's back from the dead!"
Jiang Ye Star Commander: "Awesome! Awesome! I'm applauding on the spot!"
The atmosphere in the group was jubilant. A few days ago, everyone thought Li Nannan had died, and there was sorrow and silence. Now that the clouds had parted and she had returned from the dead, everyone was overjoyed.
Cold An Star Commander: "However, Sister Nan's situation is still very dangerous. I obtained intelligence from military insiders that Sister Nan's unit bravely implemented a bayonet charge tactic."
Ice Green Planet Governor: "What is a bayonet charge tactic?"
Cold An Star Commander: "Conventional combat involves engaging at a distance. If you can win, you advance; if you can't, you retreat quickly. The so-called bayonet charge tactic is a silent advance, cutting off all contact with the outside world, heading straight for the enemy's central formation, engaging the enemy at almost zero distance, and then opening fire. This tactic is almost a suicide mission with no retreat. If successful, it's fine, but if it fails, there's no chance of survival."
Ha'er Star High Priest: "It's over. This is a mutual destruction. Sister Nan still won't come back."
Jiang Ye Star Commander: "Not necessarily. What if it's a great victory? Sister Nan directly becomes a modern Huo Qubing, striking deep into the enemy's camp and turning the tide of battle. She'll return as a legend, to be memorized by students in history textbooks!"
Ha'er Star High Priest: "The disparity in strength is too great. The enemy's troop numbers are a hundred times ours. There's almost no chance of survival. Sister Nan will definitely be a hero, but she'll be a collective hero. No one will know her name, only the unit designation will be remembered."
Cold An Star Commander: "That's likely the case. We can only hope for a miracle. There's a seventy percent chance Sister Nan won't return, but at least she should be alive now."
Jiang Ye put down his phone and looked up at the sky outside the window. It was a bit cloudy in the evening, and not even stars could be seen.
He could finally understand the feelings of the civilians at home during wartime. You couldn't see the battlefield or hear the artillery, but you had someone you knew on the front lines, their life and death unknown.
What Jiang Ye worried about most was the junction star. He hoped that Basong City wouldn't be hit by stray bullets again.
He closed his eyes and lay down for a while. He really couldn't sleep, so Jiang Ye got up, sat at his desk, spread out a blank sheet of paper, and began to write a letter.
"My dearest Mengmeng:"
"The war situation has worsened significantly this week. Many frog mothers have appeared on my planet, but they were all pathetically weak and were crushed by me."
"My superior has fallen into enemy territory and is likely fighting bravely at this moment. She is a very handsome and beautiful female officer. Her only flaw is that she likes to curse, and she curses terribly. For example, when I asked her about something before, she vaguely replied that it was the 'turtle's butt, by regulation.' Thinking that she might die, I felt very unhappy, and I couldn't help but think of you again."
"So I can't sleep. I'm writing to you now, leaning over my desk."
"I suddenly thought, if you were to walk gracefully towards me here, the sexiness radiating from you would be enough to overturn my desk. I remember when I slept holding you, your smooth shoulders and neck, your delicate profile, and your waist that was so comfortable to hold. I also miss the tickling sensation of your long hair falling on my face and thighs."
"In my last letter, I told you to find your rich and powerful father and find a way to protect your safety. Are you staying in a safe place now? Those strange weapons fired by the damn Mil people haven't scared you again, have they? You must ensure your own safety and wait for me peacefully."
Having written this, Jiang Ye didn't have much more to say. He temporarily put the letter away, placing it in the first drawer, to be continued later when he thought of something else.
Lying back in bed, he finally felt sleepy. He set his phone alarm for five o'clock, placed it by his pillow, closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep. He had a lot of work to catch up on tomorrow morning.