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So what if a soldier is sent to his death by his superior? She can make something that people fight with all their might today become worthless in the next second.

Soldiers fight for tomorrow's rations, for a bottle of water, and even for a mineral water bottle.

Under her influence, it's uncertain whether there will be any survivors left in the capital.

"...No matter what, we must not let things get to the worst possible point."

Luo Tianming reminded himself, and also warned himself, not to think about severing ties... The current situation was that he had 'tacitly approved' what Coco had done, and there was no reason to push all the responsibility onto her.

Locking Coco up was also a result of his conscience... He couldn't let her have blood on her hands alone, and if he had to do it, he would at least take the blame himself.

The key now is to obtain intelligence about the outside world of the capital.

It doesn't matter how much fighting takes place inside; the key is what actions the intelligence department has taken.

He threw himself into the information from the outside world, re-examining all the information he had overlooked during this period.

"..."

The situation in the capital is far from good... Due to the chaos at the port and inside the city, access to the outside world is now basically closed, and the intelligence department is also intentionally blocking all communication with the surrounding area.

While this would minimize the impact of the rebellion, it also exacerbated the shortage of supplies in the capital, eventually leading to a situation comparable to the African famine.

At the same time, it will push the public to the opposite side of the lieutenant general and others.

Outside the capital, the war had a smaller impact than he had imagined. After all, it was the Painted Skin Cult that had infiltrated the Europa Alliance, trying to incite one half to oppose the other half's civil war.

Ordinary people may find it difficult to perceive this change, and they may not even know that they are on the side of 'rebellion'.

This situation is quite troublesome... Without the support of the people, the alliance will be hesitant to choose whether to directly wage war against the Painted Skin Cult.

Similarly, the "Painted Skin" cult will use this opportunity to confuse the public. They don't need to do anything extra; just present the location of the refuge and the corruption of high-ranking officials, and the people will automatically side with them.

From the perspective of the Europa Alliance, Luo Tianming undoubtedly supports this approach wholeheartedly, and might even secretly help them.

But this is an extraordinary situation. Humanity is on the verge of extinction, and these guys are still fighting amongst themselves, with a self-destructive tendency to fight each other more when things get dangerous.

Other factions seem to welcome this development... especially "Jupiter Separatism," which has now begun to lie low and has learned the importance of preserving its strength.

Fortunately, Luo Tianming had been secretly helping the more stable "moderate" faction within the separatists to seize power early on, and he cooperated with the alliance to suppress radical terrorists, gradually stabilizing the faction internally.

Among them, the conservative and independent members were gradually absorbed and replaced by the group of people cultivated by Luo Tianming. Although the "radicals" were still active, they were very different from other separatist forces and had become a very small number of terrorists.

The sons of the Clown Mother might get involved because they find the civil war 'fun,' but more importantly, they dislike the Painted Skin Cult and would definitely join the intelligence department if they could annoy the cultists.

This is a rather serious crisis.

Clowns have unpredictable tastes; they are only interested in 'fun,' and it's difficult to distract them with anything else.

In addition, these madmen are either mechanics or self-taught technicians who occasionally like to carry out bomb attacks, noise attacks, or suicide bombings. They are truly the most suitable madmen for war.

The best approach is to find a way to move them to a less important location, and then make sure that their unusual side is seen by as many people as possible, in order to intimidate those wavering sites.

As for the intelligence department... they are still focusing their main task on the 'hydrothermal wasteland' shelter project, and they are not yet able to eliminate the rebelling soldiers from the outside world.

However, news came from Migra that some sites on the Europa Ridge had been completely taken over by the rebels.

Most of the people there were soldiers and residents who had been evacuated from the 'Cold Caves' area. They were more aware of the radiation damage above and were dissatisfied with the intelligence blockade imposed by the Europa Alliance.

Therefore, they have now been completely instigated to rebel.

Fortunately, these rebel soldiers are not numerous, and with the 'assembly point' as a key transportation hub, no matter how much they cause trouble, they cannot threaten the shelter plan below.

The only concern is that if the rebellion continues and these rebel soldiers are given enough weapons, they could quickly seize numerous sites, forcing those with no combat training to become pirates.

Once the enemy gathers a large force, they will join forces with the Painted Skin Cult. At that time, the capital will fall completely, and most of the human population on Europa will become hostages.

Therefore, the key to the entire battle lies in the New Moscow station; the enemy must not be allowed to obtain arms supplies.

Chapter 390 Fairness

"This is absolutely a mistake!"

A lieutenant with gold stars and horizontal bars embroidered on his shoulder shouted:

"How could I possibly betray them?! I am utterly loyal to the Europa Alliance!"

"You lied to me! You lied to me...!"

The soldiers who were trying to stop him managed to subdue him, while another soldier covered his mouth and said:

"Alright, Lieutenant... you can say whatever you want later. Whether you're wronged or not is not something we can decide. It's your beloved Alliance that says you've betrayed us, it has nothing to do with us."

"Listen..."

Another soldier brought a portable radio, which was broadcasting a wanted notice for the pirates and traitors on a public channel.

Amidst the cold, mechanical electronic voices, his troops, his unit number, and everything about him were branded with the shameful mark of 'traitor'.

This caused the lieutenant immense pain... What would his family, who were still in the capital, think if they heard this broadcast?

He looked at the soldiers with a face full of grief and indignation:

"You all framed me!"

"I am innocent... I did not betray you. It was your mutiny that took the submarine. The Alliance has no reason to list me as a traitor!"

"Waaaaah..."

The soldiers picked at his ears, as if it had nothing to do with them, while he wailed.

The leading soldier even joked, "Stop howling, the Alliance can't hear you, and they'll never accept your explanation."

"If it weren't for the fact that you've never withheld our wages, we would have put you with that guy long ago, look~"

"Look..."

The soldiers pointed to the surveillance footage, where his first mate, who looked like a tattered rag outside the ship, was being pushed out of the submarine to play in the 2000-meter-deep ice ocean winter swimming. He used to beat and scold his subordinates at the drop of a hat.

The lieutenant broke down in tears.

He didn't understand how things could turn out like this when everyone was in the same boat.

The soldiers were breaking down and wasting the supplies they were preparing to send to other stations, which contained food that was scarce at those stations.

Seeing this, the lieutenant shouted in grief and indignation:

"What exactly do you want?!"

"..."

“What are you trying to do…” A soldier walked up to the bound lieutenant and looked at him angrily, saying:

"I'd like to ask what exactly the league is trying to do!"

"Don't those guys know the situation above them? The alliance leadership has no idea how difficult it is for us frontline personnel. They do whatever they want, and we can't do anything about it!"

Lieutenant: "Nonsense!"

"Heh... Lieutenant, you know whether I'm talking nonsense or not."

"Our soldiers have worked tirelessly for the Alliance, but they intend to use us as disposable weapons. They want us to exhaust the other factions so they can build their own shelters down below."

Hearing these horrifying words, the lieutenant asked in terror:

"Where...where did you hear all this from?"

The soldier smiled and said, "The Alliance is desperately trying to hide these things from us. Look... even the lieutenant doesn't know about these things."

"Those people down below have already filled all the shelter spots. People like us aren't even on the list... Lieutenant, do you understand? We're expendable pawns!"

"They're also wary of us, afraid that if we find out the truth, we'll fight back and ruin the alliance's plans..."

"Didn't you ever think about whether this is fair to us?"

Lieutenant: "..."

Although he was very reluctant to believe it, the recent strange movements of the Europa alliance gave him goosebumps.

“You…” The lieutenant had stopped struggling and instead lowered his head, saying:

"But don't do it this way. If you're dissatisfied, vent your frustrations. If you feel insulted by your superiors, file a complaint with the committee. If you feel wronged, find someone to talk to."

"Do you know—that batch of critical supplies was allocated by the Alliance to those sites in dire need. If this continues, people there will really starve to death!!"

"..."

Soldier: "This is none of our business."

"The alliance has wronged us... Since they can't compensate us, then let us take back what is rightfully ours!"

Upon hearing this, all the soldiers around him nodded in agreement.

The lieutenant felt as if his stomach was twisted into a knot.

As their commander, he was well aware of the Alliance's current indebtedness to these soldiers.

As a soldier of the Alliance, he knew that doing so was absolutely wrong.

But... is there really any right or wrong anymore?

These soldiers already knew that no matter how hard they tried, there was absolutely no chance of survival under the Alliance's system.

This is a group of avengers who have nowhere to go.

Their target for revenge is the Europa alliance, which oppresses them and leaves them no way out.

The soldiers had no way out... and so did I. Once the Alliance declared me a 'traitor,' all that awaited me was trial.

"..."

The soldier invited him, "Lieutenant, you have no other choice. Why don't you join us in taking revenge on this damned alliance?"

The lieutenant swallowed hard: "Revenge?"

"Even if you manage to capture one or two sites, what good will it do? The Alliance... the Alliance won't care about the loss of one or two sites."

The soldier smiled indifferently, but to the lieutenant, it looked more like the smile of a wild dog driven to the brink of desperation.

"Then smash it!"

"We must destroy the Alliance!"

"Its existence is like mocking us, saying, 'See, all your efforts were in vain!' We fight to the death on the front lines, so why should those people hide in shelters and enjoy their remaining days!"

"Even if they refuse to hand over the remaining shelters, even if we are destined to fail to get them to agree to our conditions!"

"Since they've chosen to abandon us, why can't we all (humanity) die together?!"

"...!"

New Moscow Station - Port.

The lieutenant felt a chill as soon as he stepped off the ship, forcing him to tighten his clothes.

He complained somewhat awkwardly:

"Can't you make this place warmer?"

The soldier in charge of the inspection replied irritably:

"Do you think uranium ore grows on trees?"

"Wear more clothes and complain less..."

He slowly inspected the belongings of the disembarking crew. After checking everyone, the soldier looked at the crew members blocking the airlock and turned to ask:

"Is this all the people who want to disembark?"

The lieutenant gave an awkward laugh, and then the soldiers at the airlock suddenly attacked, using their arms to strangle the security guards.

"—!"

But they underestimated the station's security system. The security guard pulled out a stun gun from his pocket and stabbed him hard in the back!

With a flick of the finger, a powerful electric current instantly surged through the unsuspecting soldier!

Their clothing was made of insulating elastic fibers, so the electric currents did not harm the soldiers at all.

"Grab him quickly!!"

The rebellious soldiers screamed in panic, and the security officer promptly pressed the red button on the wall.

Buzz—Buzz!

The sound, comparable to an air raid siren, resounded throughout the entire station.

Other submarines that launched earlier than them have already begun engaging in combat with the arriving forces.