Ironclad Group Chat: Red and Black Lists Engraved with Heroic Epics

[Doctor Truth: Regarding this point, the archaeologists of the Erudite Society have also reached two completely different conclusions. One, of course, is that the Grammer Empire was destroyed by the Hive, but now it seems that the Grammer did indeed achieve victory over the Hive. This view, which was once the mainstream opinion, can now be thrown into the trash along with dozens of kilograms of worthless academic papers. As for the other point, it is that the Grammer Republic was destroyed by its complete surpassing of a powerful enemy.]

[ScrewGumm: Supplement. I once visited and read those previously unacknowledged research findings. Similar to the information on the light screen, the Society's results also came from the wreckage of the mechs in Grammer. Even the story of "Grammer on the Sky Front" remains, recounting in epic form the strict discipline and great achievements of the Queen and her Ironclads. As for when the conflict erupted—was it from the day the proportion of old humans in Grammer's territory fell below a certain level? Was it from the day scientists discovered the Queen's rebellion against imprisonment? Or…the day the Zerg swarm's offensive dissipated? It remains unknown. The destruction of Grammer was too silent to the outside world; even among the vast sea of ​​wreckage, not a single intact hard drive containing the images of that day could be found.]

[Black Tower: But now it seems at least one thing is certain—the destruction of Grammer could not have been silent; it would have been explosive. That Empress named Titania has finally become the Empress of the "Empire," a concept that only exists in consensus, and has refused to remain a puppet of the Republic forever.]

[Feixiao: Even so, it's still a tragedy. Perhaps for the "Empire," AR-214's choice was the right one. To flee to distant lands, expand its territory, and never have anything to do with the Republic again.]

[Jingyuan: Perhaps this is the right path, but all sentimentality is useless. These ten thousand palaces will ultimately turn to dust.]

The Milky Way mourns.

A force that can survive a locust plague is truly admirable. After all, it was a global locust plague! Even Nanook's homeland was destroyed by it!

This force, which was not destroyed by the insect plague, destroyed itself out of fear and suspicion after opening Pandora's box.

Enlightened individuals in the galaxy began to carefully examine their own diplomatic relations, wondering if there were any conflicts that should not have erupted, but instead arose simply because of a chain of suspicion, leading to huge negative consequences.

Is there really no way to untangle this tragic knot that is so difficult to unravel?

They fell into deep thought.

In contrast, the Star Train is the simplest of the three.

The places they've been can basically be described as—unpretentious and kind to everyone. Coupled with their swift and elusive style, they have virtually no conflicts of interest with any faction. Plus, they're strong and few in number, so even if they're stationed somewhere, they won't consume much of the resources, but their assistance is genuine.

Therefore, even without the lofty title of savior, the favors earned can always outweigh the trouble caused by making mistakes.

While Xing felt sorrow over the destruction of Grammer, a sliver of relief remained.

Fortunately... Grammer's iron cavalry might not even be much smaller than the swarm of insects in the end. Despite such a large-scale mass destruction, the Fireflies managed to survive.

It's simply a miracle!

At least the people who are important to me are still alive...

[Fireworks: Tsk tsk tsk, how tragic~~ But Little Grey should thank Grammer for the fire attack, which killed both the Council and the Queen. Otherwise, Firefly would still be serving "Her Majesty" with all her might, and might have even suffered a massive outbreak of entropy disorder years ago. Grammer's cannon shot brought Little Grey a clip girlfriend. A girl next door has grown up, strong and powerful, how wonderful!]

[Sambo: Dude, this is... no, it's a complete hellish joke!]

[Star: I...]

Hoshino fully understood that Hanabi was talking nonsense and deserved a spanking! But what she said didn't seem to make no mistake? It even made Hoshino feel a little guilty...

[Star: Okay, Fireworks, I'm going to reward you with the Old Train Butt Massage Technique... You still haven't paid me back, have you? Today's the day! March, grab your weapons!]

[March 7th: Huh? Ah, okay!]

[Hanabi: Huh? What? Little gray-haired guy, that's not fair of you! Hey, hey, hey, are you serious?!]

Without saying a word, Xing abandoned all martial ethics and tried to trick and ambush Hanabi, this little fool who was only 1.4 meters tall.

Is this good? This is excellent!

With a leap, she scooped Hanabi into her arms, her savior-like arms binding Hanabi's hands behind her back.

Despite Hanabi's constant struggle, even kicking her clogs away, she couldn't escape the savior's righteous punishment.

"Give me a gun!"

With a single gesture, Xing raised the Flame Spear high in his hand, its heat distorting his vision, ready to charge forward.

With the camera in hand, March 7th unleashed his professionalism, quickly finding the perfect angle... and casually pulled out an ear of corn with his other hand.

Hanabi's eyes widened, almost popping out of their sockets: "Seriously, you little gray-haired guy, are you kidding me? You hit me with this?!"

And, she seemed to remember that guns... weren't they for swinging, but for stabbing?

You're a poet?!

Xing waved her hand, indicating that everything was under control: "Don't worry, I'll have Shut Up tell you lame jokes to cool you down while I'm hitting you. Shut Up, this time you can really tell a good joke!"

"Oh? Thank you for the opportunity. Do you all know why Star Passengers are the most popular in the world? Because everyone is willing to light fireworks for her."

"I...!" Hanabi was speechless, almost fainting from anger.

They're going to inflict both physical and psychological harm?!

[Sambo: Hahaha, Fireworks, you've finally met your match! It's the Trail Blazers girls who are so much more agile than Sunday. Girl, you better go easy on her, don't get killed, leave her with a breath!]

[Fireworks: Sambo's pinching the cat! Waaah, little gray fur... Please don't do this, considering how much I've helped you. Have you forgotten your rooftop date?]

[Star: Hmm... alright, since that's the case, I'll make a slight adjustment. Do you want my baseball bat, or this Flame Spear?]

[Hanabi: I...I want your baseball bat.]

[Silver Wolf: What awful lines? I feel like I've seen them in some weird game before.]

[Star: Hmph...]

Looking at Hanabi, who had stopped struggling in his arms and was wiping away tears as she tried to soften her heart, Hoshino inwardly clenched his fist, a wicked smile spreading across his lips.

Plans are in place!

What are you, masked fool, little devil, or pleasure-seeker? Aren't you all just obediently lying under me?

As for tears...

The Star Train doesn't believe in tears!

The baseball bat, leaving afterimages, swung down fiercely.

"Just bring it on, haha!!!"