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Chapter 240 Let Us Be the Masters of This World (5.4k)

Dawn Starfield - Level 2 Resistance Planet - Gallic III

The outcome of a battle depends on the overall situation; the outcome is often determined before the battle even begins.

A face-to-face decisive battle depends on the strength of industrial capacity and manpower, as well as the ability to withstand consumption and whether it is supported by the party that controls the productive forces.

In the chaotic and noisy camp, Erica, sent by the Wings of Dawn to investigate the planet and organize the resistance, wrote down the last two paragraphs with her pen.

After thinking about it, he copied Zhiyu into another notebook.

The girl who was rescued on Pield, the first planet the transmigrators landed on, has now grown into an excellent executive officer. With her psychic talent that allows her to see into people's minds, she has begun to govern a planet.

Now, with the support of Sirin, who serves as the direct advisor to the Dawn Fleet, and Raphael, the Holy Blood Angel, one surface combat plan after another has been approved. The resistance fighters, who have been working on the planet Gaul for a long time, have finally ushered in an opportunity to show themselves.

Because the order from the Dawn Star District government has been officially issued.

From May 21, 752 (M41), all planetary governments shall immediately relinquish their rule, accept the presence of civil servants dispatched by the sector government, and actively cooperate with the sector government's various departments in their investigations.

Those who disobey orders will be executed.

The Wings of Dawn are certainly not stingy in treating cooperative nobles fairly, but in most cases, these guys who have ruled these planets for nearly ten thousand years will not easily relinquish the power they have wasted for so long.

They will unite into an alliance, seek the support of those with ill intentions, resist, and do everything in their power to defend the rights that 'belong' to them.

Therefore, the various Dawn Churches that had begun to disperse to different planets to conduct research during the Dawn Fleet's investigation phase, as well as the executives trained as planetary executives, found a place to use their talents.

They will disrupt the actions of various nobles, incite resistance forces to interfere with the various planetary forces, and at the same time, support from the Dawn Star District government is on its way.

"There are so many resistance forces on this planet."

A voice rang in her ears, and Erica turned around to find it was Sirin.

“There is a lot of resistance on every planet. What they lack is a voice to tell them how miserable they are, and a leader to guide them on how to resist.”

Perhaps it was their stance, perhaps it was their personalities, or perhaps it was because they had grown up together in the school on the Dawn, but Erica didn't stand up. Without turning her head, she said:
"You just betrayed me, and I got a good scolding because of it."

Her current battle plan has been completely revised.

"Sorry, I just think your thinking is a bit too radical."

Sirin couldn't help but say cautiously that the child who could say she wanted it all in front of the Emperor Angel when she was young had come to understand the weight of those words and had become much more cautious.

Erica closed her notebook, about to say that she was no match for Seele, who was now playing a noble match-3 game in Bavaria, but then she glanced at the expressionless Sirin and felt bored. She then gestured with her lip towards a few scavengers who were leaving with food.

"I didn't expect you to be even more naive than me. Why are you letting them leave freely at a time like this?"

Damn it, give me back the shy and introverted Erica who had just left Pierre de la Cité!

"We've all gone our separate ways, so let's part amicably."

Celine shrugged and replied curtly, then added:
“I have a well-established intelligence team; they are not spies.”

"Ideals alone cannot accomplish anything; you also need iron discipline. Even if they are not spies, what if these people break the rules and commit arson, murder, looting, and atrocities?"

When asked by her partner, Celine thought for a moment and then answered:

"Of course, the team should be expelled immediately; such people are not suitable for the front lines."

"What's the point of expelling them? Will it just give Gaul a few more scavengers and bandits? Or will they join the noble army on the other side? It's hard to say what people's hearts are like."

Erica shook her head.

Sirin fell silent, suddenly recalling what he had said to her when she executed a cardinal in the Cardinal World.

Human life is base, subject only to power. If they do not submit to emperors or empires, they will succumb to chaos, with no possibility of salvation.

Erica glanced at the other person.

Their growth has left different traces on their lives.

"If your fellow countrymen chose to betray you, and the people you wanted to save committed unforgivable sins, would you hate them?"

Celine's lips moved, but she finally shook her head.

she does not know.

"As expected, you really are greedy."

Erica, from a completely different background, snorted coldly and said quickly:

"If I were to say, people cannot be distinguished by simple good and evil, but rather by education and guidance."

"Are you trying to regulate behavior with laws?"

“That’s right. Seele’s approach doesn’t last, so she was sent to planets that already required harsh measures. But we are different.”

Erica pulled out a notebook and began sharing her plans with her friends.

"The influence of the Sea of ​​Souls is unavoidable; we can never ignore it. Evil beliefs can tempt people's dark side and lead them to commit sins. It is impossible for humans to be 100% infallible, but we will correct them. And if someone commits a sin, then they should be corrected even more, even if it means bloodshed!"

Xilin stared blankly at the eloquent young girl.

After a long pause, he nodded almost imperceptibly.

Putting aside the clash between pragmatists and idealists, and the chaotic gathering places, this large city that had been captured was filled with scavengers, workers, and ordinary people.

Arthur stood atop a domed building, surveying the scene, and couldn't help but shake his head slightly at the chaotic sight.

The mob was mostly composed of refugees, hardly worthy of being called soldiers.

I'm afraid the private armies of the nobles on the surface would collapse on the spot as soon as the cannons fired.

Arthur, who was used to commanding those elite warriors, instinctively felt uncomfortable.

If it were a Cardiac, they could complete the departure preparations within ten minutes, and conducting concentrated decapitation strikes across thousands of kilometers on the planet's surface would be as easy as eating and drinking.

However, we can't ask for too much. As an ordinary planet in the southern star system, Gaul III is only this much.

"But this time I should be able to grow."

Arthur sighed softly.

Learn about war through war, and learn about death through death.

If you want to try to resist, then you have to bleed.

No one will give them the opportunity or the time. The time travelers try their best to ignite the flame in their hearts, but it depends on whether they can grasp it.

He stepped down from the platform, his boots making a dull thud as they struck the metal floor, preparing to go back and study the strategy Romulus had given him.

In just a few months, Arthur had come to deeply understand how difficult it was to be a war commander.

After all, when charging into battle and killing people, you only need to be responsible for yourself. But when commanding a full-scale war, a single wrong order can cost the lives of hundreds of millions of people. The pressure involved is simply indescribable.

Arthur stared at the flickering lights on the tactical sand table, his knuckles tapping incessantly on the edge of the data panel.

The Dark Angel Flamewing military advisors, responsible for actual battlefield command, quickly formulated plans based on the strategic objectives issued by the Primarch, while simultaneously directing military activities throughout the sector through the warp-space online office system recently established by Ramses.

Using the warp shadows of the safe house to securely transmit messages, and employing Eldar as intermediaries to deliver the right information to the right people.

Although it still looks very primitive, it is one of the few methods that can be called a safe and efficient faster-than-light communication method.

With the end of the operations in the Dawn Sector, Romulus, now with a bunch of competent workers, couldn't wait to begin his own plans.

Prioritize a large-scale purge of the upper echelons of the entire star sector to eliminate any remaining threats from the Mechanicus on the planet, and unify the entire star sector under a unified regime called the Wings of Dawn.

Arthur only stopped thinking when Celine, dressed in her consultant's attire, walked towards him.

"Lord Arthur."

The knights didn't come here to command them. The war commander was overseeing the cleanup operation across the entire star sector, so how could he possibly focus his attention on an ordinary planet?

The planet's nobility harbors a weapon of mass destruction provided by the Mechanicus, and the Dark Angels have come to cover it up and to reclaim this technology.

Similar incidents are commonplace, and the tech enthusiasts are eager to make the Primarchs suffer more losses, since the Empire's planet is not theirs anyway.

Moreover, as the cleanup work progressed, chaotic events occurred frequently. Heretical beliefs and such were just minor incidents; even major demons were involved, which allowed the Dawnwings to witness the extent of corruption among the Imperial nobility.

Arthur simply happened to be on this planet and was merely keeping an eye on the planet's resistance.

"Please say."

The corridor lights cast long, thin shadows behind her. Sirin gazed at Arthur, who was like a sword drawn from its sheath, and spoke quickly.

After several years of getting along, this person is still the one who makes me the most nervous.

"The troops are ready and waiting to depart."

"it is good."

Arthur nodded. The planetary resistance needed a trigger, but the Dark Angels had just arrived, so they could act together.

The two arrived at the rendezvous point and discussed the details of the battle along the way. Arthur also took the time to help them refine their battle plan.

Upon arriving at the assembly point, the members of the planetary resistance had already lined up. The number of people on the left was large but chaotic, with only a fully armed shield guard force that was noticeable, numbering around 100,000.

They were all highly capable, and were original combat personnel of the planetary resistance.

They had been fighting on the planet for years and were certainly well-trained in combat. Moreover, this was only a small part of their forces; the rest were fighting alongside the auxiliary armies of the nobles in the major cities.

Furthermore, there was also a ten-man Space Marine squad led by Raphael inside.

The cleanup operation was spread out across the entire sector, with each resistance planet's guidance team equipped with sufficient Astartes. Fortunately, the organizations that had developed throughout the sector in earlier years were able to support such a massive operation.

As for those important planets, they were all dealt with by fleets pressing in and Astartes airborne troops to carry out forced disposal.

Arthur's speed in attacking was astonishing.

Human agents and Astartes infiltration have always controlled the surface conditions of the planets, and concentrated assassinations alone can cause the noble resistance forces of those planets to collapse.

Unfortunately, there are too many nobles in this universe, with each planet starting with tens of thousands, so a real war would be a large-scale military conflict.

The unit he directly led was considered the vanguard force for dealing with dangerous creations.

Including the time it takes for the fleet to travel, military support from the naval forces will arrive on the secondary resistance planet in less than three months.

"grown ups!"

As soon as Arthur arrived, Raphael came to greet him.

He began to explain the conditions on the planet's surface and the coordination of the various subsequent actions.

He and Sirin worked well together, and the two of them came to Gaul as representatives of the guidance team to assist Erica in her rebellion. The purpose of the Dawn Wings was to prevent the nobles of various planets from mobilizing the power of their own planets. Heaven knows what crazy things these nobles will do after the Dawn Fleet announced its open attack.

"Wait, you didn't say Lord Arthur was coming."

Erica saw the knight's figure, and her eyes immediately lit up with admiration. Then, she slapped her head in annoyance and couldn't help but complain to her friend.

Her rabble is worse than the people she just fought the Tyranid swarm in the large cities of Pield. They're utterly pathetic.

She had enough weapons and had united enough workers to equip hundreds of thousands or even millions of people; the problem was always morale.

It has been determined that the fighting in several major cities in Gaul has already involved more than five million combat units, enough to launch a large-scale war on any other planet.

Erica was busy reorganizing the troops, establishing soldiers' committees, and delegating central control down to the company level.

Unfortunately, time was limited, the task was urgent, and the results were also limited.

Arthur didn't say anything more.

Fear is an instinct, and among this assault team, hundreds of thousands stood silently.

Those who can stand here already possess extraordinary courage. They have never seen the Primarch, nor have they ever seen Astartes. All they know is that the laser rifles of the noble lords can truly turn them into dust.

But now, their anger has been ignited, and these heroes have begun to understand the meaning of sacrifice.

"Have you given a motivational speech?"

Arthur turned his head and asked softly.

"I don't know what to say."

Celine answered honestly.

She still cannot understand what she can truly bring to humanity.

"We are here to ignite the flames of rebellion in Gaul and bring them a better life. What kind of talk is this, hesitating like this?"

Erica couldn't help but say.

"Then you come?"

Raphael, standing nearby, fanned the flames, his eyes brimming with interest.

Bad learning.

"I"

Erica glanced cautiously at the knight and swallowed back the words she was about to say.

Arthur ignored the brief teasing and focused his gaze on the crowd below.

His gaze swept over the ragged scavengers, over their fearful yet angry eyes.

They were afraid; they had long considered themselves living dead.

They are angry, but they are keeping their suffering to themselves.

These were once slaves groveling on the ground, workers squeezed dry of every last drop of their lifeblood. Erica taught them how to rebel, and now they need to know why they rebelled.

Faced with a silent crowd, any words seem pale and powerless; they only need one thing to extinguish the last trace of fear.

Arthur took a deep breath, looked at the suffering people, and gazed at the weathered faces around him, then raised his longsword.

"Rise up, you starving and freezing slaves."

"Rise up, ye who suffer the world."

The sound that suddenly appeared was the sharpest, the most resounding, and the most powerful sound.

It drew the attention of tens of thousands of eyes.

This made Erica's eyes widen involuntarily, as if all her struggles were contained within these two sentences.

Why must we live in the abyss?

Why should we accept this hopeless answer?
The starving and freezing slaves must stand up and tell the empire with their knives that the abusers must be punished, that no one is born to be ruled by others, and that the sophistry of the imperial nobles is baseless.

Humanity, which has suffered so much, must rise up and tell Chaos with its sword that these parasites will be punished, that no one is born to be food for those evil creatures, and that those creatures will pay the price for their actions.

The world shouldn't be like this.

"We should never be in a desperate situation, yet we are still in the abyss."

“Killing and war have never ceased; death and oppression entangle everyone.”

“And you who are here today are very brave. You have not been submissive and allowed oppression to destroy you, nor have you succumbed to ignorance and blind obedience. Those who did so would not be standing here today.”

"And you will never be alone."

Arthur lowered his sword, pointing it directly at the burning cities.

If the successive heroes of the Empire gave the transmigrators hope, then the true death of the Star God Fragment ignited their ambition to achieve their goals.

When the flames of resistance are ignited on every planet, not for an emperor, nor for some so-called evil god, but for themselves, for humanity itself.

They will witness shooting stars streaking across the sky.

woo-

Boom!

The shells whistled through the air, followed by a muffled explosion. Fireballs scattered death, and shrapnel flew, cutting through human bodies like knives.

From the sky, this planet has lost its former decay and numbness, like a corpse.

She is burning; she has begun to burn.

The oval-shaped shells that once sheltered the nobles from the wind and rain have vanished without a trace. The beautiful and magnificent high-rises collapsed in the explosion, pillars of fire emitted pitch-black smoke, and the scorching updrafts melted the rainwater before it even hit the ground.

Large cities have become less like towns and more like volcanoes belching black smoke.

Units of troops landed one after another; they included the Star Guardians, the Battle Sisters, and the Astartes.

But their current goal is not to quell this rebellion instigated by the bad apples.

"We are the third echelon of the Wings of Pioneer. I hereby order that we assume command and execute this order immediately!"

"Yes, sir, please take over command and ensure the mission is completed successfully!"

They stood with many others, marching against those backward, corrupt things that brought suffering to countless people.

The rebels wore outdated, crushing helmets that obstructed their vision, leaving them only able to see what was in front of them.

As they took their first steps, the scorching cities loomed larger before their eyes, yet they felt they were not heading towards hell.

Boom, boom, boom!

The heavy tremors were like the footsteps of giants, and the heavy military formations pressed down on the enemy like mountains, contrasting with the 'shooting stars' that kept falling from the sky and the burning city in the distance.

"see it?"

Arthur looked at the stunned crowd and spoke in a strong and clear voice.

"Humans, rise up! Resist!"

Erica's breathing grew heavier, and a fire called ambition flickered within her.

They saw the knight raising his sword high in the crowd, as if to awaken the souls that had long been numb in the abyss.

"Don't say we have nothing, don't believe we were born sinful—"

Let me tell you.

The knight raised his sword high and told everyone an ideal in an unwavering voice.

"We will be the masters of the world!"
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[Operation: Comprehensive Cleanup Operation, Hazardous Technology Recovery Mission Briefing]

Timestamp: 753, M41 (specific time cannot be determined)
Intelligence Level: Secret (III)
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Mission objective: During the liberation of the Gallo III Empire's civilized planet, recover forbidden technologies and control casualties.

Completion Status: Completed

Details: The civilized world's Gaul III planet experienced a slight chaotic contamination, resulting in spacetime dislocation barriers appearing on the planet's surface. The planet also possesses high-yield rift weapons.

Current situation: The surface war has been won, the surface population mortality rate has reached 5%, the planetary resistance forces and the Astronautical Army will remain, and the mobile forces will proceed to the next mission objective.

Follow-up plans: The Church of Dawn and its civil servants need to be stationed there to quickly restore the planet's productivity and to conduct a survey and redistribution of resources.

"This battle is really not easy."

Seeing Romulus put down the report, the preserver sighed.

Having followed the fleet for half a year, they had witnessed firsthand the sheer weight of the current empire.

The fact that internal conflicts of this magnitude haven't exploded only shows that the external pressures facing humanity today have reached an extremely exaggerated level.

"But it will end soon."

Romulus replied.

Although their opponents were formidable, they were well prepared, having done an excellent job in conducting research on various planets and organizing resistance forces.

Arthur took command of the front lines, focusing on addressing thorny and unsuitable issues that couldn't be brought into the open. In the second round, Karna, along with the Church of Dawn and a large number of civil servants, moved in to appease the local population.

Ramses, on the other hand, built a complete and reliable information exchange system in this process.

Although the pace seemed rushed, every step was steady and solid, with Romulus as a reserve team to supplement the attacking plan and provide backup in crucial moments.

This is the first time that time travelers have placed a series of pieces in this universe.

Thousands of planets have begun to burn, but the future remains unknown.

They are about to begin building a completely new nation, a human force that would never have existed in the original trajectory of this universe.

Challenges will come one after another, but now, they have finally taken action.

Seeing the planets truly under the control of the Wings of Dawn, Romulus clenched his fists in excitement.

Come on, let's see—

Can humanity become the master of this world?

(End of this chapter)