Galactic Conflict: I Restore the Glory of Humanity

"Oppose the military regime! Oppose the dictatorship!" Deafening shouts echoed throughout the square, one wave higher than the other. Tens of thousands of Nova Empire civilians held placards and shouted slogans angrily.

These civilians come from different classes and backgrounds, but at this moment their hearts are closely connected, and they are jointly protesting against unfair rule.

At the front of the crowd, a human male wearing a silver tights was particularly eye-catching.

He stood tall and straight with a determined look in his eyes, holding tightly in his hand a huge sign with words of protest written in eye-catching red fonts.

He shouted loudly: "We need freedom! We need equality!" His voice was like a loud bell, spreading to every corner.

"Resist the military government! Resist oppression!" People responded to his call, and the emotions became more and more excited. The human male standing at the front of the team continued to roar: "We defected from the human empire, and thought we could live a better life here! But we didn't expect that what awaits us is slavery and oppression! Why is this? Why do you treat us like this!"

"Yes! Why!" The shouts from the crowd rose and fell, like a surging wave. In this parade, there were not only humans, but also aliens of all shapes and sizes.

They come from the depths of the distant starry sky and belong to different races.

Once upon a time, they suffered brutal massacres at the hands of the Human Empire and were forced to flee their homes and seek refuge in the Nova Federation.

Fortunately, the Nova Federation generously accepted them and granted them the autonomy they deserved as citizens.

However, now, Blade and his troops have suddenly betrayed the Nova Federation and taken away tens of thousands of planets. This sudden change has caused the originally peaceful situation to fall into chaos in an instant. The people feel deceived and abandoned, and the anger in their hearts is burning more and more.

After Ren resolutely defected, the entire Nova Federation leadership fell into chaos and tension.

Surprisingly, the Supreme Clan who controlled the core of power did not immediately send out heavy troops to encircle and pursue Blade as everyone expected, but adopted a completely different strategy - they had been trying to secretly contact Blade through various channels, and earnestly hoped to reach a reconciliation with him.

However, in the face of the olive branch extended by the Supreme Tribe, Blade remained silent and did not give any clear answer.

To Blade, these high and mighty supreme races are nothing but a malignant tumor parasitic within the Nova Federation.

He firmly believed that only the Nova people were the most advanced and superior species in this vast universe.

As for the other various races? Perhaps they could be allowed to continue to exist, but there was no doubt that their status would be far lower than that of the extremely noble Nova people.

Blade's extreme and exclusive views and behaviors soon aroused strong dissatisfaction among many other species within the Nova Empire.

As a result, a large-scale protest quietly took place in front of Ren's magnificent mansion.

Countless angry people gathered together spontaneously to form a massive parade. They held up placards and shouted passionate slogans:

"Against oppression! We want freedom!"

"Freedom! Get Blade off the stage!"

The shouts that rose and fell resounded through the sky, as if they were about to tear the sky apart. People were excited and their emotions were getting higher and higher. They expressed their deep resentment and resistance to the blade in their own way.

The march gradually turned into a vigorous wave of demonstrations, which showed signs of intensifying.

"We must not be lenient with these ignorant and wanton protesters. We must educate them physically and mentally! Let them know how stupid and wrong their actions are! Immediately arrange for combat uniform troops and air transport troops to quickly enter the city center! Suppress them mercilessly and do not allow any resistance!" Ren stood in the command center with a stern face and sharp eyes, and gave orders without hesitation.

He clenched his fists tightly, his heart filled with anger and dissatisfaction.

These protesters dared to openly challenge the government's authority and disrupt social order. They are simply lawless!

"What is that?" Suddenly, someone exclaimed.

Above the noisy and chaotic protesting crowd, more than a dozen large combat aircraft with huge and mighty appearance swooped down from the clouds like divine soldiers descended from the sky.

They were flashing with dazzling light, like lightning streaking across the sky, instantly illuminating the entire city streets.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Accompanied by deafening roars, one hover transport vehicle after another stopped steadily around the protesting crowd.

The car doors opened and a flood of new star soldiers dressed in fully armed high-tech combat uniforms poured out. They marched in neat and powerful steps and quickly rushed towards the protesters who were still dancing and shouting.

"This is the last warning! You have seriously violated the law and social order. Please stop the illegal activities immediately and disperse the crowd! Otherwise, we will take strong measures!" The leading officer shouted loudly at the protesters who were still showing off their power in front of him with a megaphone. His voice was majestic and loud, ringing in everyone's ears.

"Get out! We are not afraid of you bastards! Get out of here now!" The leading man with a ferocious face and fierce look roared with his eyes wide open. At the same time, he unceremoniously picked up a large pile of disgusting garbage at his feet and threw it hard at the leading rising star officer in brand new and shining armor.

There was a dull "pop" sound, and the sticky and dirty garbage hit the armor of the poor rising star officer right on target.

In an instant, a strong and pungent fishy smell spread rapidly like a plague and penetrated into the officer's nasal cavity unscrupulously.

The stench seemed to have life, spreading down his respiratory tract and rushing straight to his lungs and stomach, making him involuntarily feel a surge of nausea and discomfort.

The officer could not tolerate such a provocation, and he was ordered to suppress the crowd at all costs. So he endured the discomfort in his stomach and shouted through gritted teeth: "These guys are not even afraid of combat uniforms! We must strike hard!"

"Everyone! Charge!"

After saying that, he put on his helmet with a swift movement, and pulled out an electric baton flashing with blue arc light from behind with lightning speed.

Then, without hesitation, he rushed forward, like an enraged lion, pouncing towards the group of troublemakers.

When the new star soldiers who had been ready and waiting for a long time saw this, they immediately followed their superiors' example.

For a moment, there was only a continuous crackling sound, and electric batons were pulled out from behind in unison.

Then, these well-trained soldiers followed their officers closely, like a group of hungry wolves seeing their prey, and rushed forward like a swarm of bees.