Interstellar Railway: Start to Build a Foundation

Chapter 53: An Angel Comes To Me! [Please Subscribe! 】

The practice of this false god is really disgusting. It is not enough to transform people into monsters. After the monster dies, the victims will be exposed on the spot... It is almost a direct mockery. 11

"It is too classic that the enemy and the enemy are of the same origin, or the "Containment-008" zombie virus is better. If it changes, it will not change back. There will be no moral hazard when killing it, and you will not feel torment in your heart. "

"It's a bit like our Xianzhou people falling into the devil's body, but the "unclean" will turn back into human beings, and those who have completely fallen into the devil's body are basically hopeless. "

"Now I understand the intention of the administrator. Killing the "unclean" as quickly as possible is indeed kind to all victims. I hope the big guys don't have any psychological shadow

"Relax, you see those big guys have gold nails next to their eyebrows. I guess that one is an elite veteran who has fought for hundreds of years, and he will not be soft when he really does it."

"A new question, are the humans in the Unclean still aware of themselves? Do they know what the Unclean is doing?"

In the barrage.

Around this topic, the audience kept expressing their opinions, trying to find an optimal solution.

at the same time.

The fairy boat "Luo Fu", the king of the general's mansion.

A 04 chess game is in progress.

The person who holds the yellow son is Jing Yuan; the person who holds the blue son is Yanqing.

At this time, the chess game has reached the endgame, and each move has to go through long calculations and games.

Otherwise, it is easy to make a move and lose the whole game.

Seeing that Yanqing was still thinking, Fu Yuan couldn't help but yawned.

In his fluffy hair, there are sparrows lurking, playing in the meantime.

While his disciple was still thinking, he turned his gaze to watch the foundation's live broadcast.

There is no doubt that this great expedition encountered an inescapable problem at the beginning.

- The question of the definition of "unclean".

This is the most fundamental question of position.

This is related to how the Foundation's fleet will treat the "unclean".

To deal with the "unclean", is it simply to kill or not to be buried?

In other words, for the victims who have been restored to their original status, possible relief will be given.

If it is saved, will it be saved on the battlefield? What is the priority?

This is on the battlefield. Rescuing the wounded is already a difficult task, not to mention facing the number of "unclean" who are not inferior to our side.

And the "unclean" may devour them again at any time and turn them into a part of themselves!

In addition, there is another material problem that is easily overlooked.

The "unclean" corrupted the entire planet and turned it into a "withered land" where not a single blade of grass could grow.

It is a fantasy to restore self-sufficiency to the aborigines through ecological restoration.

It is possible for the foundation to transfuse blood into one world in a short time, but with so many worlds invaded by false gods, is it necessary to exhaust all the materials of the foundation to support perhaps thousands, or even tens of thousands, of parallel worlds?

This is obviously more unrealistic.

One problem after another is superimposed and interconnected, testing the wisdom of decision makers and torturing their hearts.

Immediately, Jing Yuan was full of interest in how the foundation would choose.

At the same time, he asked himself the question again.

If it was him, how would he choose.

If the "unclean" had no relatives and friends, no fairy boat people, how would he choose?

What if among all the living beings who have become "unclean", there is one person who is dearest and most beloved to me?

At that time, can the finger on the trigger still be pulled?

At that time, can the sword cut off the torso of the "unclean" without delay?

If you are facing this problem, it is your younger self.

He must be hesitant and timid.

Thinking of this, Jing Yuan looked at Yanqing who was still thinking, trying to make the best choice.

His expression softened.

He looked at the guards on duty in the distance, and at the people coming and going in the mansion.

His eyes crossed the high wall, looking at the sentient beings carried by the fairy boat.

If he is going to fight at this time.

There is only one sentence——

"Kill without mercy!"

total flagship.

The captain stood beside the regiment commander without saying a word.

Reports from the various Astartes Chapters, the Death Kriegers, have been delivered to the Legion Master.

On the huge screen in the command room, similar but different pictures emerged and disappeared one by one.

In each photo, there are hundreds of distorted human bodies stacked together, all of them are like newborn babies, frankly facing the world and welcoming the coming liberation.

The legion commander was silent for a moment.

He subconsciously wanted to say something, but closed his mouth again.

Is this what the administrator said about "giving the "unclean" the quickest death"?

Cold, efficient, ruthless and accurate decisions.

In the end, he suppressed all kinds of complicated thoughts and gave unquestionable instructions:

"The plan remains the same!"

"Until all the "unclean" on this land are wiped out. "

The legion commander made a choice.

but.

Immediately, he added another sentence.

"If you encounter an "unclean person" who is already alone and has a low tendency to destroy, you can try to rescue them if we are fully prepared. "

"Just send the order like this."

After finishing speaking, the legion commander continued to look at the tragedy on the huge screen.

Now these blood feuds are all on the head of the false gods!

The captain raised his hand and gave a military salute:

"As you order, Your Excellency.

not long ago.

Accompanied by a burst of intensive gunshots and the sound of panting.

Another "unclean" was interrupted from swimming and sank to the bottom of the sea.

This is a small island.

It is also one of the last strongholds of the entire human civilization, and it is also the last paradise in the world that has not been corrupted into a "withered land".

On the shore of the island, several men in simple clothing were setting up cannons.

Not far from them, some women were laying traps along the coastline in order to slow down the invasion of the "unclean".

There are less than tens of thousands of human beings on the nearby small islands.

They are the only humans left on this planet.

Most of them are filled with confusion, fear and sadness.

Especially when the humans in this world discover that the "unclean" can be restored to humans with "Blackwood and the like".

A public opinion melee broke out.

Quite a few people would rather take the risk of being assimilated by the "unclean" and send "Blackwood's Tears" to those monsters, hoping that they will regain their rationality and human form.

In fact, such crazy actions did have some effect at first.

After paying the price of more than ten million people being assimilated by "Unclean 470", hundreds of "Unclean" recovered as victims.

Most of the victims who were liberated were already dead, and a few were still breathing weakly.

Only a few human beings who are still young and middle-aged can still open their mouths and say:

"Thanks."

but.

Now, humans have nothing left.

The white monster devoured everything, and there was only silence on the black earth.

Most of the survivors are desperate, and some have even fallen into madness.

Crowds, eating hallucinogenic mushrooms... What was once regarded as a social cancer spread among the last survivors.

Only a small number of people are still doing symbolic resistance.

at this time.

Huge shadows covered the stars, and they were starships that far surpassed the technology of this world.

A red meteor descends from the sky, bringing destruction and purification to the world.

Not long after, these survivors saw airdrop pods constantly hitting the beach.

A tall man in heavy armor walked out of it.

Look at their resolute faces and the gorgeous decorations on their armor.

A little girl walked over curiously, her big eyes full of childlike innocence filled with anticipation:

"Uncle, are you angels?"

Why is even sissy Pam coming out now.......

This chapter was typed while waiting at the airport, there may be typos and typos, and the author will correct it when he arrives at the residence in the afternoon.

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