Chapter 270 I’ll Grind You to Death

At this moment, 18 long years have passed since the human fleet appeared from space and the Eta civilization began to prepare for war.

More than 14 years have passed since the human fleet arrived in the Eta galaxy and the war really began.

The long war of more than 14 years has finally taken a huge turn on this day.

Complying with the decision of the Yuanshan Alliance, the Eta fleet retreated with all its strength, gave up the siege of Planet 5, and began to defend the remaining four planets with all its strength.

The Eta civilization has completely given up its plan to recover Planet 5.

From now on, I can only wait and endure. Once the Alliance fleet arrives, everything will change.

The star field around Planet 5, which had been raging for more than ten years, finally calmed down. The endless flashes and explosions finally disappeared, and the quiet and deep starry sky once again appeared in front of the humans and robots on Planet 5.

The situation developed to this point, which was also within Han Yang's expectation. In fact, this is exactly what he intended to achieve.

What Han Yang wants to do next is obvious.

Relying on the continuous output of battleships on Planet 5, we will continue to attack the other four planets, and finally achieve the result of occupying all the planets.

Han Yang had to admit that the foundation of a great civilization was extremely profound. Even if you have such high computing power and can do so many feats that normal intelligent life cannot imagine, it is still not easy to completely destroy a large civilization.

It is impossible for him to win this war simply and neatly.

His only plan to win is to grind.

Bit by bit, drop by drop, it consumes the strength of the Eta civilization and wears away their flesh and blood. Until they implode within themselves.

If the Eta civilization does not collapse and can really make up its mind to hold on, with its average output of about 150 warships every day and its maximum combat power of about 50,000 warships at the same time, it really can't win those four planets.

But once the Eta civilization collapses internally, it will be easy to win.

"If when I first entered the Eta galaxy, I fought a guerrilla war, and when I defended Planet 5, I fought a defensive war, then at this moment, I have truly entered the stalemate stage!

Isn't it just a stalemate? Isn't it just grinding slowly? Let’s see if you, the intelligent life, can persevere, or if I can persevere! "

Under Han Yang's order, Han Yang's current total of about 60,000 warships were immediately divided into six fleets, each with 10,000 warships, each with three asteroid-class warships serving as flagships.

One of them guards planet No. 5, four immediately set off to the other four planets, and the last one maneuvers in space, blocking the star field while also supporting the rest of the fleet at any time.

Total war finally begins.

A month later, Han Yang suffered a total of about 5,000 warships in battle losses. At this moment, Han Yang has produced a total of 4,400 new warships.

These brand-new warships were also divided into five groups and were added to the five fleets respectively.

The same goes for the second month, the third month, the fourth month...

A year later, Han Yang's monthly battle losses had dropped to about 4,000 warships, but the monthly replenishment amount was still 4,400 warships.

After a year of declining combat power, the number of warships began to slowly increase.

Such a tragic all-out war that affected an entire star system seemed to be a simple numbers game for Han Yang at this moment.

On Planet 5, a total of about 1 million humans who were responsible for logistics were brought from the solar system. At this moment, they even had a sense of orderly and normal life.

Go to work at the right time, get off work at the right time, and follow the production and maintenance procedures step by step. The battleships will continue to be produced, and they will continue to go to other planets.

If you have a wife and children, and build some schools, shopping malls, etc., the living environment here will be almost the same as on earth.

Is there really a war now?

Looking at the other four planets, the people of Eta have completely different feelings.

Now...it's really a war.

The planet has already been under military control, the distribution of materials has been rationed, and the production tasks have become increasingly arduous.

I heard that in the past month, dozens of warships were destroyed and thousands of people were killed. It seems that a new round of recruitment is about to begin.

I heard that transportation between planets is difficult and some key minerals are in short supply. The Civilization Committee has ordered that resources be collected from the private sector to supply military supplies.

I heard that last month we destroyed thousands of enemy ships and won another major victory. But there have been seven or eight major victories this year. Why is there no shortage of enemy ships in space at all?

Isn't it false propaganda?

Time passes slowly. In the vast Eta galaxy, the Eta civilization is like an extremely solid iron man, majestic and unshakable.

The human fleet is like sand blown by the wind, constantly rubbing against the iron man, trying to wear it away.

Compared with the Iron Man, the sand seems to be unable to cause any damage to the Iron Man. However, every friction between the sand and the Iron Man can take away some iron filings from the Iron Man.

Maybe it's insignificant, maybe it's so small that you can't see it at all, but over time, like a drop of water piercing a stone, this iron man began to slowly decay and shrink.

Han Yang was not anxious at all, not anxious at all. He knows very well that quantitative changes will eventually lead to qualitative changes. At this moment, he just needs to wait for the moment when qualitative changes arrive.

This is not a fight for a city or a place, nor is it a fight between one fleet and another. This is a collision between two great civilizations, a competition of industrial power.

There is no other way except to cut the meat with a blunt knife and slowly wear it down to win. There is no use in being anxious.

Han Yang slowly grinded for a year, then for five years, and then for six years.

It has been 12 years since the war entered the stalemate stage. It has been 30 years since the human fleet appeared.

In these 30 years, the total number of warships Han Yang lost has exceeded one million. Not only were all the 250,000 warships brought from the solar system destroyed, but also more than 800,000 warships built on Planet No. 5.

But at this moment, the number of warships on the human side in the Eta galaxy is still maintained at about 70,000.

It is the same as more than a decade ago, not much more, nor much less.

This number is maintained by Han Yang on purpose. Because this number of warships is just enough, no more, no less.

Sometimes when there are more warships, Han Yang will increase the intensity of the battle and consume some. When there are fewer warships, he will reduce the intensity and accumulate some.

Each warship is a grain of sand in the wind and sand. When it hits the iron man of the Ita civilization, it can take away a piece of iron filings and cause a little wear and tear on it.

Under Han Yang's persistent wear and tear, now almost all the warships of the Ita fleet have been refurbished. The previous warships were almost wiped out, and the current warships are all newly built by Ita engineers and workers.

The foundation of a great civilization is truly presented to Han Yang at this moment.

Their war potential is also profound.

Until now, the Ita civilization is still persisting. At least for now, there is no sign of collapse.

"It is not an easy task to destroy a great civilization."

Han Yang also sighed in his heart: "Fortunately, I angered the Yuanshan Alliance before and asked them to send an expeditionary fleet to the solar system, delaying their time to support the Ita civilization. Otherwise, 30 years have passed, and their first support fleet should have arrived at this moment.

Under the premise that the Ita civilization has not collapsed for a long time, coupled with external support, I might really fail in this battle.

But it doesn't matter now. Even if the speed is faster, it will take at least 6 years for the support fleet to arrive.

Then, let's see if your Ita civilization can hold on for another 6 years..."

The huge battleship "Grinding Wheel" is still running persistently, just like the past ten years, it is still patiently and slowly polishing the iron man of the Ita civilization.

At this moment, on the planet that gave birth to the Ita civilization and is called the Colorful Star by them, a huge city is trapped in darkness.

There is no lighting on the road because of the need to save energy.

There are many shops but they are all closed because civilization has no enough supplies to supply society.

Parks, squares and other places are empty, and people who used to go out for a walk at night are nowhere to be seen.

Because it is curfew and the supply of materials is insufficient, people are all hiding at home to save energy.

On the contrary, the lights of major factories are bright, and production is in full swing all day long. But if you look closely, you can see that the workers who should be full of passion seem to be numb at this moment.

They operate the equipment like machines, and their bodies seem to be stiff.

It is finally time to change shifts. The previous shift of workers left their posts tiredly, took the rationed food, swallowed it in two or three mouthfuls, and hurried back to their small homes to sleep without paying attention to their hunger.

It is not possible not to take a break. Because the rest time is only six hours. Work will continue in six hours.

At dawn, there are still few pedestrians on the street. The few who are still in a hurry. The soldiers in military and police uniforms look serious, examining everyone passing by as if they were examining criminals. In some dark corners of the streets, many Ita men were whispering, planning which house to rob today and where to get food...

In the morning of this rigid, dull and numb city, a scream suddenly pierced the tranquility of the morning.

"They are eating black buns! I smelled it and saw it. Their whole family is eating black buns!"

The four Ita men, two adults and two children, with ruddy faces and exquisite clothes, looked at another Ita man in front of them who was dark and thin and full of madness in his eyes. They hurriedly explained: "No, we don't..."