The next morning, The Black Thorn Zerg base. Literary Network It was a scene of utter carnage.

Countless masses of flesh and blood lay mangled in that small valley, only to rapidly dissolve. The stench was so overwhelmingly potent it was nearly suffocating.

It was plainly visible that in order to construct more Spine Towers, the Hive Mother had cut off the nutrient supply to the majority of the Zerg base organs. The consequence was that fifty terrifying Spine Towers were now arrayed around the Hive Mother, yet simultaneously, at least five major buildings—or over ten organs—of the Black Thorn Tribe had withered and perished due to malnutrition.

What was even more agonizing was that the Hatchery was completely exposed to the fire of the Viscous Tribe. Undoubtedly, the enemy’s Overmind had spotted this fatal vulnerability and ordered the remaining forces attacking that day to throw themselves at the Hatchery regardless of cost!

At this moment, the Zerg reinforcements from the Black Thorn Tribe were agonizingly slow to arrive. Consequently, when the Viscous Tribe still had three Zerglings and five Hydralisks remaining, with their final coordinated assault, the irreplaceable Hatchery finally reached its critical threshold.

With a loud crack, it burst open, spraying blood flowers everywhere before completely vaporizing into the air. The tactical objective of the Viscous Tribe had finally been achieved!

Although the surviving enemy forces lasted less than two minutes before being shredded into bloody fragments by the incessant fire of the Spine Towers, this meant that from this point on, the Black Thorn Tribe could produce no more Zerglings and build no more Spine Lairs! When the Viscous Tribe returned tomorrow, it would undoubtedly be the final end of this war!

"The Viscous Tribe won't have another chance to return," Fang Senyan said to everyone in a tone of absolute certainty, wiping sweat and blood from his face. "Hive Mother, proceed according to the original plan.

As soon as you accumulate a clutch (12 units) of Hydralisks, command them to attack the Viscous Tribe." The Black Thorn Mother calmly transmitted a psychic message: "You are sending them to their deaths." Fang Senyan responded coolly: "Indeed, I want them to die. After you dispatch four waves of Hydralisks, as per the original plan, we depart!" Although only two major buildings remained, thanks to the exceptionally rich reserves of Crystal Superconducting Ore gathered earlier, the Black Thorn Mother dispatched four waves of Hydralisks one after another within an hour, following Fang Senyan’s instructions.

At this point, Fang Senyan stood up and addressed Mogensha with composure: "It is time for us to make our move. Success or failure...

rests upon this moment!!" Mogensha took a deep breath: "Although I believe your plan has merit, I still find it utterly insane. If even one link in your deductions proves false, we will all be utterly annihilated!" Fang Senyan offered a slight smile: "I have an eighty percent certainty." He shook his head afterward, as if still unsatisfied, and added: "At least." With that, Fang Senyan shouted loudly: "Black Thorn Mother!

Bring your children over!" Soon, a jellyfish-like, brownish-black Host floated through the air. As mentioned before, this creature could fly, possessed no offensive capabilities, provided nutrients to other Zerg organisms, and could detect cloaked units.

This particular brownish-black Host was a rare genetic mutation called a Deep-Whisker. It was not only larger but also possessed two abilities much earlier than other Zerg Hosts: First, flight.

Second, it could, much like a human transport aircraft, use its tendrils to grasp passengers and carry them for movement! The Deep-Whisker was immensely strong, likely capable of lifting two human Siege Tanks, but its carrying capacity was limited.

Thus, it could carry a maximum of eight Zerglings. If the carried occupants were human, it could only carry six.

Of these six slots, Fang Senyan and Mogensha were mandatory inclusions. Although Lieutenant Colonel Dundee strongly requested to join, Fang Senyan, considering the extreme danger of this mission, cited the need for someone to manage the base in their absence and refused his company.

Instead, he selected two team members from the remaining soldiers: Adam Savage, who specialized in grenades and explosives, and a heavy weapons specialist named Byrons. The final two passenger slots were taken by two Elite Zerglings!

These two Elite Zerglings had survived the previous fierce battles and gradually evolved to their current state. Their attack speed was at least double that of a normal Zergling, and they boasted an exceptional 300 hit points!

They were ferociously powerful! As the Deep-Whisker ascended, the Zerg Queen, Jianni, who had previously put Fang Senyan and his group through such distress, quietly followed behind.

Up to this point, no Hive Mother within a few hundred kilometers could advance to a Tier II base. Therefore, as long as this small flying squad avoided the Hydralisks on the ground that possessed ranged capabilities, they faced virtually no aerial threat.

The Deep-Whisker flew extremely fast. Huddled beneath the massive canopy of the Host, Fang Senyan and the others could feel the biting cold wind like a knife.

Because Zergs typically sense enemies through scent and temperature rather than sight, this surprise attack was deliberately launched during the daytime. Furthermore, every person and Zerg was smeared with the bodily fluids of the Viscous Tribe creatures they had killed earlier.

Though this measure might prove ineffective, in Fang Senyan's plan, even advancing a single meter was worth it, because at a critical juncture, a meter, or even half a meter, often marked the dividing line between life and death! After flying for less than twenty minutes, the main base of the Viscous Tribe lay ahead.

Fang Senyan, using the Zerg Queen Jianni behind him as an intermediary, directed the Deep-Whisker to hide behind a peak and carefully observe the situation. Because the Viscous Tribe had never experienced an aerial assault before, they had not deployed their precious Hosts dispersedly around the base as air sentries; instead, they were ordered to accelerate food production.

Of course, along all ground thoroughfares accessible to the Viscous Tribe, there were dense clusters of scattered Zerglings, making it absolutely impossible for anyone to sneak into the base on foot undetected. Fang Senyan exploited this weakness—the Viscous Tribe’s underestimation of aerial threats—to devise this plan for a small-scale strike force infiltration!

Mogensha peered down and sucked in a sharp breath, his gaze towards Fang Senyan now filled with astonishment. The looks on the faces of the two accompanying members of the Gravel Special Forces were almost reverent!

Because the base below was exactly as Fang Senyan had described hours earlier: very few Hydralisks, Zerglings everywhere, and more importantly... only a single Spine Bunker positioned next to the Hive Mother!

Fang Senyan shrugged: "Don't look at me like that. While this seems utterly unbelievable, the current situation is actually quite easily deduced." Mogensha shook his head: "I don't believe it.

You must have some capability for long-range reconnaissance!" Fang Senyan smiled: "If you don't believe me, let me just ask you a few questions." Mogensha flatly replied: "Ask away." Fang Senyan asked: "Can we not tally the approximate number of troops the Viscous Tribe sends to attack each day?" Mogensha nodded: "That is a basic requirement for any soldier." Fang Senyan continued: "The Viscous Tribe commits almost every unit they produce that day directly onto the battlefield. This has been confirmed for the last three consecutive days.

Therefore, we can deduce that the number of attacking troops roughly equals the Viscous Tribe's daily production capacity. That's simple enough." Mogensha nodded again: "Correct." Fang Senyan proceeded: "The factors constraining Zerg unit production are generally twofold: first, the quantity of Energy Crystals, and second, the number of larval embryos produced.

Data I obtained from the Black Thorn Mother indicates the Viscous Tribe occupies a medium-sized Crystal mine. Before its Hive upgrades to Tier II, its vanguard should be collecting crystals at saturation level.

Therefore, with saturated energy crystal supply, we only need a simple mathematical calculation to determine how many combat units the Viscous Tribe hatches daily from embryos. Combining this with the frequency at which the Black Thorn Tribe's buildings produce embryos, we can estimate the approximate number of production structures the Viscous Tribe possesses!" Mogensha began to grasp the concept, but Fang Senyan then casually added: "We already know that a Tier I Hive has finite nutritional capacity to supply energy to the base's various combat and production organs.

Otherwise, the Black Thorn Zerg could simply pave the ground with a terrifying number of Spine Towers to defend against enemy attacks. Thus, we can infer that since the Viscous Tribe has a considerable number of production structures for supplying embryos, their number of Spine Lairs must naturally be very few." "As for why the Viscous Tribe is now frantically producing only Zerglings, the reason is even simpler..." Fang Senyan shrugged: "It's because I made it do so, so it is doing so." Mogensha remained expressionless, but the two special forces soldiers nearby showed looks of sheer disbelief.

Even the Zerg Queen Jianni, following them from a short distance, transmitted an intensely agitated psychic message: "No one can interfere with or hypnotize an Overmind! Even the weakest Overmind possesses a mental fortitude far beyond what you humans can imagine!" Another update coming at 12 AM tonight.

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