Galactic Conflict: I Restore the Glory of Humanity

"Are you ready, everyone?"

Ihozu Akira loaded the weapon in his hand neatly, and then looked at the dozens of members of the orbital death squad around him. Without exception, they were all human beings.

"Yes, it's time, for everything we once had"

A tall black man picked up a shotgun and led the way.

"Who designed this damn cabin? A fitness instructor?"

The black man was holding a shotgun with a muzzle as thick as his wrist, and ran to the other side of the cabin while ranting.

"Look on the bright side, maybe the empire's battleships are made of chocolate."

A white soldier was also out of breath, but he still turned to the black soldier in an encouraging tone.

"Hey! Roast chickens! It's not your turn yet..."

“Go to hell’s roasted chicken!”

The leading black man pointed his gun directly at a trade union soldier, and then pulled the trigger.

It was accompanied by a deafening loud noise, followed by its strong recoil. The shotshell in the barrel was ignited by the hammer and exploded instantly, ejecting a large amount of lead bullets at high speed.

Countless high-speed flying lead bullets formed a dense rain of bullets in the air, hitting the body of the merchant alliance soldier directly.

A burst of blood mist exploded on the merchant alliance soldier, and then tore his body into pieces.

"What's wrong!"

Another soldier from the Federation of Trade Unions who heard the gunfire ran over, but was quickly shot back by the white soldiers next to him.

"Nick, leave quickly!"

The black soldier holding a shotgun shouted, and then dozens of members of the planetary orbital death squad began to run wildly.

"The k321 team and the k355 team have mutinied! Repeat that! The k321 and k355 team have mutinied!"

The angry and frightened voices of the merchant federation soldiers rang out from the radio, and the people who were running for their lives naturally heard the harsh radio.

"Let's go! Go to the escape room!"

Just as Ihotsuaki shouted, bursts of gunshots suddenly sounded from the end of the corridor, mixed with horrific screams.

"what?"

Just when everyone was stunned, a sudden explosion broke the cold and tense atmosphere.

In the light of the fire, a killing team composed of 10 Space Marines from the Black Templars jumped onto the battleship. Under the double blow of explosive bombs and chain swords, countless Merchant Alliance soldiers rolled back and ran away, but In the end, they were all broken into pieces one by one.

"Humanity?"

The leader of the killing team, who was holding a bolt pistol, pointed his gun at them, and Ibotsuaki also very wisely dropped his weapon on the ground. Upon seeing this, the other team members also dropped their weapons.

Looking at the black muzzle of the gun in the hands of the Space Marines, these people swallowed nervously.

"They are disarmed, leave them alone"

Although the leading Space Marine put down the bolt pistol in his hand, he still faced them in a fighting stance. As long as these mortals dared to move rashly, they would become a pile of minced meat in a second.

These space warriors didn't even glance at them, they just walked past them. After walking less than a few dozen meters, there was another fierce exchange of fire, leaving only these confused Iraqis in the corridor. Akira Hozu et al.

"Come on! Stop looking!"

Under the urging of the people behind him, Ihotsuaki continued to lead the team to the escape cabin.

"Let's go! If you don't go, it'll be too late!"

Dozens of people hurriedly got into the escape capsule. At this time, the fierce battle in space did not stop for a moment. The merchant alliance's fleet was surrounded by countless carrier-based aircraft and star destroyers, while the merchant alliance's fighter planes Suppressed by the Lancer-class frigate.

The dense blaster beam can easily destroy merchant alliance fighters. The Lancer-class frigate is equipped with 2 point defense AG-20G quadruple turbolaser cannons. This was once a special warship designed for air defense manufactured by the Galactic Empire. In some cases, Rebel pilots considered the ship to be even more of a threat than an Imperial-class Star Destroyer.

Part of its hull can be retracted, and it can also carry two TIE fighters.

Under the dense air defense firepower network constructed by dozens of Lancer frigates, these merchant fighter jets can only be used as targets.

"The war situation has turned against us! Retreat! Retreat!"

Large battleships were jumped by the Space Marines, while some small battleships were killed by one shot and some were smashed alive by the rams equipped on the imperial battleships.

"Shrink the defense! Shrink the defense! Withdraw the planet! Withdraw the planet!"

Amidst the shouts of the merchant federation officers, countless merchant federation warships began to prepare for the jump, but how could the empire let them go?

"Boom boom boom boom!! Boom boom boom!!"

One after another, the huge warships exploded under the attack of the macro cannon, like a meteor streaking across the night sky, leaving a dazzling light.

The shell armor of countless battleships instantly shattered in the explosion, revealing the complex internal mechanical structures.

Debris from the battleship flew everywhere, drawing arcs in space and colliding with the surrounding stars, making a harsh metallic collision sound.

The huge energy release causes the surrounding space to distort and deform, forming vortices.

The shock wave generated by the explosion spread in space and collided with other celestial bodies, triggering a series of chain reactions. The wreckage of the battleship gradually gathered together under the influence of gravity, forming a huge cloud of debris, floating in space, becoming a bloody landscape in the universe.

The corpses of countless merchant alliance soldiers floated in the cold universe, remaining here forever together with the battleships to which they belonged.

"The battle is over. Head to Earth and contact General Grievous."

After Sigismund looked at the battlefield, he then turned to the castle owners around him and said.

"I understand, Generalissimo"

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"Okay, it's all over"

Dozens of members of the planetary orbital suicide squad were nestled in the small rescue cabin. They were soon rescued by the CR-90 light frigate that was cleaning the battlefield, and were escorted by clones and put into temporary cages.

"Ihotsuaki, what do you think?"

Nick, who was looking at his favorite gun being held, turned to look at Ibotsuaki.

"I think it won't take long for us to get rid of this identity, let's go fuck the chicken..."

As Ihotsuaki spoke, he tore off his epaulettes and threw them to the ground.

"What's next?"

"What can I do? Just take it one step at a time."

As Ihotsuaki spoke, he sat down in the corner. At this time, he was mentally calculating the progress and direction of these people's attack.

"Their next target should be... a Mars base?"

Ibaozumi thought for a while, and based on the speed of their attack, it shouldn't take too long to regain the earth. He just needs to be a prisoner.

The fact was just as Ibotsuaki expected. After the fleet crossed the planet, Sigismund decisively set his sights on the fiery red planet in front of him.