Galactic Conflict: I Restore the Glory of Humanity

The light of the holographic screen gradually dimmed and finally turned into darkness.

The Ethers in the conference room remained silent, as if the scene of the massacre was still lingering before their eyes.

There was a depressing atmosphere in the air, and at this moment they felt that even breathing had become heavy.

Finally, an ether elder broke the silence. His voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of shock that was difficult to conceal: "Everyone, what do you think of this matter?"

His question was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples.

The other Ethers raised their heads and looked at each other, their eyes full of confusion and anxiety.

"what is this?"

Another ether elder spoke up, his voice trembling, "Why do humans grow wings? This is completely contrary to our understanding of them. How could their physiological structure support such a mutation?"

"It's not just the wings," the third Ether took over, his tone full of disbelief, "Did you see that? He could actually tear our combat uniforms apart with his bare hands! That is the crystallization of our most advanced technology, enough to resist any known physical attack. But he...he tore it apart as easily as a piece of paper."

The Ethers fell silent again, each replaying the horrific scene in their minds.

The image of Sanguinius seemed to be seared into their memories, lingering.

His strength, speed, and almost divine presence made them feel an unprecedented oppression.

"We must reassess the threat posed by humans," the first Ether Elder who spoke slowly said, "This so-called human empire in a parallel world is obviously different from any civilization we have come into contact with before. Their power... is beyond our comprehension. They even surpass the human empire in this world."

"agree,"

Another Ether nodded, "We can no longer use our past experience to deal with them. This birdman is just one of them. If there are more like him... we must prepare for the worst."

"So, how do we respond?" the third Ether asked, a hint of anxiety in his voice.

"First, we need more intelligence,"

The first Ether Elder said in a deep voice, "We must understand the scale of the human empire in this parallel world, its technological level, and the source of their power. Only by mastering these can we formulate effective countermeasures."

"Second," he continued, "we must adjust our strategy. The fifth expansion plan must be ended ahead of schedule. We cannot spread our forces in the face of unknown threats."

"Shadow Sun."

Another Ether suddenly spoke up, "She is the top commander among the Fire Warriors and our best strategist. We must let her end the mission of the fifth expansion early and return to the core star region to assist us in formulating a defense plan."

"agree."

The first Aetherial Elder nodded, "Shadowsun's wisdom and experience are key to our response to this crisis. We must contact her as soon as possible to make her understand the severity of the situation."

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The battle suits of the Tau Empire approached quietly in the dim light of dawn, their figures moving like ghosts among the ruins.

Then, a deafening explosion broke the silence. A Leman Russ main battle tank was instantly shattered by the precise attack of the pulse cannon, and metal debris flew everywhere.

Before the Astra Militarum armored regiments could react, the Tau battlesuit troops came pouring in, their pulse cannons and ion weapons streaking deadly light across the battlefield.

Shadowsun calmly commanded the raid, their tactics precise and efficient.

Every pulse cannon shot hit the target accurately, and the Astra Militarum armored forces were caught off guard by such a rapid attack.

Although the Astra Militarum soldiers fought bravely, their firepower seemed powerless in the face of the high-tech weaponry of the Tau Empire.

Yet human courage and resilience have not diminished.

The commander of the Astra Militarum, Captain Carl Rehn, stood at the forefront of the battlefield. His voice spread throughout the armored regiment through the communicator: "Soldiers! For the Emperor! Sacrifice is the cornerstone of the Empire! Keep moving forward!"

They were a force from a remote galaxy, unaware of what had happened on Terra, or that another empire had taken them over.

At this moment, they only knew how to repel the invading Tau army.

Encouraged by the captain, the soldiers of the Astra Militarum regained their spirits.

They used the ruins as cover and stubbornly resisted the attack of the Tau Empire.

The gunners of the armored regiment tried their best to fire shells at the enemy's battle suits. Although most of them were blocked by the energy shield of the Tau Empire, occasionally a few shells penetrated the defense and destroyed several battle suits.

A young soldier, Private Jack Wilson, carried an anti-armor rocket launcher and rushed to the front line under enemy fire.

His comrades fell one by one, but he was not afraid. He aimed at a raging battle suit and pulled the trigger.

The rocket whizzed out and hit the target directly, and the combat suit was turned into scrap metal in the explosion.

However, before Jack could celebrate, a pulse beam hit his position and his figure disappeared in the light.

The battle entered a fierce stage.

The Astra Militarum soldiers tried every possible means, some even rushed out of the trenches, armed with chainswords and laser rifles, and engaged in close combat with the battle suits of the Tau Empire.

Their courage was astounding, but their sacrifice seemed tragic in the face of the Tau Empire's high-tech weaponry.

Ultimately, the Astra Militarum Armored Regiment was annihilated by the fierce attack of the Tau Empire.

All that remained on the battlefield were burning debris, scattered weapons, and countless soldiers who had died heroically.

The Tau Empire's battlesuit troops achieved this victory at almost negligible cost, with not even a scratch left on their battlesuits.

Captain Carl Rein still held his ground until the last moment, and his figure fell under the artillery fire of the Tau Empire.

After the battle, Yingyang learned about the communication between the Ethers, and then chose to connect to the communication.

In the holographic projection, Ying Yang's figure gradually became clear. Her face was calm and resolute. Although she was in a distant battlefield, she still maintained the dignity of a commander.

"Shadowsun," Elder Ether's voice came through the communicator, "We need you to immediately end the fifth expansion mission and return to the core star region. We are facing an unprecedented crisis."

Yingyang frowned slightly, but her voice remained steady: "What happened?"

The Aether Elder transmitted Sanguinius' vision to her, briefly describing the massacre. Shadowsun's eyes rested on the vision for a moment, and then her gaze became sharper.

"I understand," she nodded, "I will leave immediately. But before I leave, I need to make sure the defenses on the front line are not weakened. I will arrange for my second-in-command to take over my duties."