Galactic Conflict: I Restore the Glory of Humanity

"boom!"

Countless combat robots swarmed through the streets, and the alien civilians fleeing in all directions were killed by the E5 blasters in the hands of the combat robots.

"Please! Let my child go!"

"I am willing to surrender! Don't kill me!"

"Don't touch it! Don't touch it!"

All kinds of tragic events are taking place in this city, and miserable wails resound through the streets and alleys.

There are corpses of alien aliens everywhere. Some of them were directly executed by combat robots, while others were accidentally tripped while escaping, and then were trampled to death by tens of thousands of combat robots.

An alien woman is holding her child, but this is not condoned by the battle robots.

One massacre after another is taking place in this city, and at the same time, a BX combat robot commando team has arrived in front of the Governor's Palace.

"Fire! Fire!"

Watching those battle robots pressing closer and closer, the Governor's Guards were making their final resistance.

"There are too many of them! They..."

Before he finished speaking, a blaster beam accurately hit the guard captain, and then a bloody hole was directly burned out of his head.

BX special operations robots entered the Governor's Mansion. These so-called Governor's Guards were a group of targets in front of BX, and they easily chopped off the heads of these soldiers.

The remaining men were cut down before they could even surrender.

"Don't shoot! We surrender..."

The governor of this planet was hit in the head as soon as he finished speaking, and then fell straight down.

One of bx's procedures is that it will not accept the surrender of any heresy or alien. Once discovered, it will be completely eradicated.

These BX special operations robots began to clean up the Governor's Mansion one by one. If they found humans, they would take them away by force first. If they found a room full of aliens, they would be treated to a massacre.

The Human Empire has never signed any war agreement with any country. As the saying goes, an unsigned treaty is like toilet paper in the toilet.

The most terrifying aspects of human beings are revealed when facing aliens, and all things that are against the morality of alien aliens are found in their territory.

Yang Cheng was very understandable about this. After all, humans had been squeezed for decades. These aliens betrayed humans when the Human Federation was at its most prosperous. Now the entire empire hates the aliens.

"For the Emperor!"

Space Marines have become frequent visitors on the front line. They serve as the spearhead in every battle, and cooperate with countless mortal auxiliary troops to attack the enemy's planet.

"Sir, this planet has been occupied"

"Yeah, but what about those people?"

The officer in charge of this battle asked, pointing to the alien being chased by stormtroopers in the distance.

"Don't we need prisoners? Why are there still prisoners?"

"Sir, those are slaves of other alien races. They rescued the human slaves at the same time."

"How many are there?"

"Conservative estimate, hundreds of millions."

The officer nodded and then began to think about what to do with them.

"Finally! We are finally rescued!"

"Thank you to the Human Empire! Thank you to the Human Empire! We will definitely become a law-abiding empire citizen"

Tens of thousands of stormtroopers holding blast shields looked at them coldly, but they didn't care about this look. They thought they were about to be free, but they forgot that they were also aliens.

"The Emperor's order has come down!"

The officer who was thinking hard heard what his men said and ran over quickly.

"Kill them all, leaving no one behind"

Looking at this simple and easy-to-understand order, the officer issued the order.

"Transfer the Death Star, we can no longer take this planet."

Using the Death Star is undoubtedly the easiest weapon to destroy stars at present. Using the Extermination Order is too wasteful, and it is easy to be reviewed by the Inquisitor. If you are not careful, you will lose your head.

But the Death Stars were not under the jurisdiction of the Inquisition; they were a separate force of the Imperial Navy.

All human troops who received the order immediately took their rescued human slaves onto the transport plane, leaving only these alien slaves still messy in the wind.

"Did humans give this planet to us?"

Just when these alien slaves were still cheering for being rescued, something like a white satellite appeared in the sky of the planet.

"Death Star recharging completed, fire"

Countless alien slaves died in the Death Star's gunfire along with other alien soldiers.

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The Desolate Star Group is the largest arms group in the Central Ring and even the Inner Ring. It has thousands of branches in the Central Star District and is the first choice for countless mercenary troops and wandering fleets.

"Kabru has paid the price for this. We will never forget the tragedy of Sekaran. Humanity will definitely pay the price for what they have done," Tekel said slowly.

"So, that's why you hired us?"

The Central Anti-Human Military Alliance urgently needs a powerful army, and by chance, there are many similar racial troops under the Desolate Star Group.

The person who was talking to Tykel was a leader of the Huangxing Group branch. Although it was only a branch, it had some respect in the entire Central Ring.

The leaders and subordinates of any branch have an army of hundreds of millions of slaves, as well as strong technological strength.

"Tekor, of course I am willing to help you kill humans, but the price depends on it. I have to bring benefits to the group, right?"

Milak crossed his legs and looked at the respectful Tykel in front of him and deliberately extended his tone.

"We are willing to share the technology of the human empire with you, and including human slaves, we are willing to divide it four or six with you, four of us and six of you."

Milak nodded with satisfaction after listening to Tykel's suggestion. This is exactly what they want, hundreds of millions of human slaves. These can greatly increase their productivity in the partitions they manage, and even in the future. Get yourself a seat on the board.

"Conquering the universe does not necessarily require force, money is also very important."

Milak stood up and then turned on the stereoscopic projection next to him.

"I know your needs. If you want to use a tactical group to encircle the points and provide reinforcements to destroy the fleet of the Human Empire, I can provide you with bait, but the price depends on it."

"Enough!"

Tykel gritted his teeth. If the money was gone, he could squeeze it out again, but life was different. He didn't want to see the battleship of the Human Empire crashing to the ground as soon as he got up one day.

"Very good, very good. There is one of our human contract factories in the Khalasar galaxy. We can provide you with equipment that can broadcast live in the entire galaxy. Of course, these require money."

Milak is a businessman, and what he values ​​​​is the benefits created by the human empire. War is the most profitable and most expensive thing.