Galactic Conflict: I Restore the Glory of Humanity

"How dare you treat me like this? Who do you think you are?" An angry shout was heard, and the sound was as deafening as thunder.

The rising star officer in the lead put on his helmet and stared at the protester who was trying to escape.

In a flash, the rising star officer pounced forward and, as quick as a ferocious cheetah, grabbed the guy who was trying to escape.

Then, without hesitation, he swung the electric baton in his hand, which was flashing with cold light, and smashed it hard at the man's face.

In an instant, a powerful electric current gushed out from the electric baton, like a giant dragon with bared fangs and claws, rushing straight towards the protester's face at lightning speed.

There was a crackling sound, accompanied by dazzling sparks and a pungent smell of burning, and the terrifying electric current hit the target accurately.

The high temperature instantly left a shocking black scar on the protester's face, and the wound even emitted a faint disgusting smell of cooked meat.

However, facing this tragic scene, the officer showed no mercy, and his eyes hidden under his helmet were still cold and ruthless.

After hitting the man hard in the face with the electric baton, the officer took advantage of the situation and kicked the already staggering protester with all his strength.

With a dull "bang", the poor protester fell heavily to the cold, hard ground like a hit ball.

But even so, the officer had no intention of giving up.

On the contrary, his movements became more fierce and fierce. "Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!" A series of dull and powerful impact sounds continued to ring out, and each one was like a heavy hammer hitting people's hearts.

The officer continued to mercilessly hit the protester who had fallen to the ground with the electric baton in his hand, as if he wanted to vent all his anger on this person.

Finally, when this one-sided violence finally stopped temporarily, everyone saw that the officer actually raised his foot and stomped hard on the protester who had already lost consciousness with all his strength.

There was another loud "bang" sound, and the heavy steel sole had an "intimate contact" with the bloody face.

After suffering such a severe blow, the protester who was already unconscious now completely lost consciousness and collapsed to the ground, his life or death unknown.

"Charge!" With the roar, the officer took the lead and rushed towards the other protesters in front.

At the same time, the team members behind him quickly drew out the electric batons in their hands that were flashing with cold light, and then each locked onto their targets like hungry wolves pouncing on their prey.

The next moment, there was a loud "crackling" sound, and the electric batons ruthlessly hit the faces of the protesters.

Surprisingly, it was only after these protesters suffered six consecutive heavy blows that they uttered their first scream.

The reason for this situation is not that they have extraordinary ability to withstand blows, but because these players' speed of attack is too fast. They swing 6 sticks in a row in just one second, leaving people no time to react.

After just a few seconds, the noisy crowd suddenly quieted down.

After enduring such a fierce attack, most people fainted and fell to the ground, with no one knowing whether they were alive or dead.

However, there were still a small number of more alert protesters who realized that something was wrong and turned around without hesitation and ran towards the nearby alleys, trying to escape the pursuit of the Nova soldiers.

"Chase them! We must not let any of them escape!" Upon seeing this, the officer gave the order to pursue without hesitation.

Then, he personally led dozens of Nova soldiers forward like a tide, tightly chasing the fleeing protesters.

Those protesters who were unable to escape were quickly caught up and knocked to the ground.

A dozen new star soldiers quickly surrounded them, raised the electric batons in their hands high again, and then smashed them hard on the cheeks.

Accompanied by dull thumping sounds and painful groans, these unfortunate guys quickly lost consciousness and collapsed completely to the ground.

But the Nova soldiers did not stop, but continued to chase forward without stopping, vowing to catch all the protesters in one fell swoop.

When the protesters who were crossing the alley rushed out like a tide, they unexpectedly encountered another group of air transport troops who were chasing them aggressively. In an instant, the two groups of people collided violently like Mars hitting the Earth.

Those rising star soldiers all had ferocious looks on their faces, tightly gripping their electric batons and gun butts, and rushed towards the protesting crowd without hesitation.

One of the protesters, seeing that the situation was not good, tried to climb over the wall to escape the terrible pursuit, but just as he was about to reach the top of the wall, an agile new star soldier rushed forward like a ghost and pulled him down fiercely.

There was a dull thud, and the protester fell to the ground like a cannonball, raising a cloud of dust.

Then, the rising star soldier raised the electric baton that was flashing with electricity and mercilessly smashed it at the fallen protesters.

The electric baton whistled down with a sharp sound and hit the target accurately. Just a few seconds later, a horrifying scene occurred. The protester's spine was instantly broken by the heavy blow, as if a fragile branch could not bear the weight.

At the same time, scarlet blood gushed out of his mouth, staining the ground beneath him red, forming a shocking pool of blood.

"Don't let anyone escape!" the majestic officer standing in front of the team shouted at the top of his lungs. His eyes were bloodshot, revealing a cold and ruthless killing intent.

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed a civilian woman who was trying to escape in the chaos. His strong and powerful palm grasped the woman's collar tightly like an iron clamp.

Then, he raised the butt of the gun in his hand high and smashed it hard on the woman's delicate face with the force of a mountain crushing an egg.

With a shrill scream, the woman's cheek was torn apart and blood splattered everywhere.

"Chase them! Completely suppress this group of thugs!" Looking at the scene in front of him where many protesters were lying on the ground and groaning in pain, the officer had no mercy and continued to give orders with gritted teeth.

His voice echoed in the narrow alley like a death warrant from hell, making people terrified.