Him and their stars

"Now we must choose to live in the cracks between the iron fist of imperialism, and such a space, apart from the New World, is only in Feimo." Babalu said to everyone sincerely.

He wears a worker's exoskeleton, with building armor plates wrapped around vital parts of his body.

This equipment makes this Rumina man look like a third-rate mercenary begging for food in the border system. He is also the type who works as a mercenary when someone cares about him, but goes to rob homes when no one cares about him.

However, there are a group of rebel leaders with special skills around them, whether they are Argonian hunters with white scales as bright as ice, Lothar gladiators carrying force field shields and war hammers at their waists, or ordinary adventurers dressed up but... Asher Stern, the strongest person in the room, was listening carefully like a student in class.

The Rumina people opened the star map and drew a line within the range of the Spiral Nebula: "So, after we board the ship, we must set off immediately. As long as we enter the Spiral Nebula from the Lan Bo galaxy before May 15, we can Get rid of the alliance's pursuers."

The rebel leaders thought for a moment and nodded.

The place where they are now is on a deserted planet at the junction of the Alliance's border star region, Kaute, and the Pailin Alliance Kingdom. Rebels, "terrorist organizations" and remnants of separatism from the alliance's borders are gathering here.

They had just experienced a battle, destroying a mercenary camp set up here by the Alliance Red Divine Soldier Security Company, and seized a considerable number of weapons and even two armed merchant ships.

Of course, there are also quite a few insurrectionary labor certificates. These more than 100,000 rebellious workers and their families may be the purest group of people in this "Rebel Alliance".

They were originally "employees" of a certain interstellar freighter, the Golden Crab, owned by the Toss Merchant Group, and worked all over the universe with this super-large passenger and cargo ship. Wherever there is a need for labor, they go there to pull the saw. It is roughly equivalent to a contracting team or a labor dispatch company in the space age.

This is a very traditional business. Because of tradition, it is still very common in this universe. Of course, precisely because it is so common, it is still very profitable.

It is conceivable that in this kind of cosmic labor contracting business, the means of production are workers, so of course the profits have to be generated from the workers.

In addition, the registered ship of the Golden Crab is the Toss Merchant Group, but the big boss is actually the Duo Maixi family of the thirteenth alliance.

It is already the basic operation of the alliance chaebol to put some cross-border and interstellar business that has a bad reputation into a permanently neutral country.

Although the workers on the Golden Crab are said to be employees of a certain cosmic multinational legal enterprise, the labor is so heavy, the life is so "simple", and the average life span is so low that even the slaves in the Helot Sector of the Empire can develop a sense of superiority. to the point.

In this cosmic labor dispatch market, this has always been a common behavior.

This is why the nobles of the empire who would chop off the hands and feet of disobedient slaves and feed them to dogs always had a sense of moral superiority.

So, when a labor ship docked at a star port in the Alliance Lotak sector, the workers launched a riot under the cooperation of the notorious terrorist organization "Sons of Lohar".

In this way, insurgent labor and "terrorists" merged. And the nature of this force also began to undergo fundamental changes.

Mr. Babalu, who is affectionately called "Commissioner Ba", was actually on the Golden Crab at the time. He was also the co-organizer of the workers' uprising, and even contacted the Son of Loha.

As for why he, an executive member of the Pioneer Party, was on the Golden Crab, and how he got in touch with the alliance's terrorist organization, there is no need to think too carefully about this kind of thing.

Subsequently, the Golden Crab, produced by the Alliance Poseidon Shipyard, became the rebels' first "battleship" after being equipped with crude hand-to-hand weapons.

In the following period, they moved to the border star area of ​​the alliance and chatted and laughed with various rebel organizations. By the time the rebels arrived at the Alliance border, they already had ten ships, including the Golden Crab.

In addition, the number of rebels from various "confederations" has exceeded one million, but this has actually exceeded Babaru's most optimistic estimate.

However, the Rumina people still failed to be optimistic. He knew very well that most of the Allied forces were by no means the same travelers as him, but came to help out because they were hostile to the Nephi government. Some organizations don't even have much determination to resist, and they have always followed the path of murder and arson in order to be recruited.

Babalu and Ash's leadership in these rebel alliances may not be as good as that of the Pirate King's captains.

However, what he is currently engaged in may be the greatest but also the most dangerous undertaking in the universe. His mere status as a "leader of the lords and alliance" can only highlight his personal reputation, and is meaningless beyond that.

So, the battle had just ended when Babalu came forward to organize the meeting.

From the current point of view, the general direction seems to be relatively smooth. Everyone also agreed in principle with the direction of the expedition he proposed.

"We will speed up the progress, should... no, everyone can definitely board the ship on time." said the Argonian hunter.

Babalu nodded with satisfaction and added: "The World Serpent has been wiped out, and most of the pirate kings have also been wiped out. The channel of the Spiral Cross is still peaceful at the moment, but we still need to remain vigilant."

A Montmarie man wearing the uniform of an Alliance Space Fleet officer with only the rank insignia crossed out said: "Let us do the escort work. Although there are only two old-fashioned destroyers, we can definitely complete the mission even if we risk our lives."

Babalu said pleasantly: "I have never doubted your ability and determination, but you must also be prepared."

As a Rumina man with a huge body, a carapace, and four arms, no matter how amiable he may be, he is really not kind-hearted, but everyone is a rough man, and they like this kind of leader.

"From the branch of Libra Bank...well, the borrowed gold has been loaded on the ship and can be used as money for transportation at any time." A middle-aged man in work clothes said.

He is one of the leaders of the workers in the Golden Crab uprising. Because he took the accounting certificate exam, he is now considered a rare administrative talent among these rebels.

"It's just that we have to consider whether the pirates are willing to communicate with us."

Asher Stein said: "As long as they are pirates, they can definitely communicate. They are more reasonable than the gentlemen. They have always been like this."

Babalu glanced at the other party: "Yes, an excellent guerrilla actually knows how to communicate with the underworld."

"Of course I am an excellent guerrilla, and now I still have subsistence allowances sent to my Star Track Bank account every month." Ya Xiu twitched the corner of his mouth and forced an unnatural smile: "I understand. The alliance's control over the hinterland is too strong. Even in the border star areas and the borders of the participating countries, we really don't have much room for movement. However, Commissioner Ba, many people are still worried about this Feimo expedition. Very doubtful."

Babalu clapped his hands together: "I doubt it too. During the expedition, many people may be left behind."

"Someone has already fallen behind." Lothar Gladiator, who was carrying a large shield when he spoke, said with anger on his face: "King Lothar White's army has already said that they will not follow. They also said, and said …”

"They also say that we are cowards and deserters. They are the warriors who are ready to die, right?" Babalu laughed.

The Lotharian gladiator acquiesced, but still looked angrily: "Because Miss Gongsun left, he felt that he no longer had to be afraid of you."

As the son of Luoha, Miss Gongsun Qing, the "guest minister", of course also took action several times during this period of time. She and Babaru are old friends who have known each other since they were foreign students in Nephi, so of course they will definitely side with the latter. To these senior rebels who have not seen much of the world, the intimidating power of the Gongsun Family Spirit Sword is roughly equivalent to that of the Astral Knights to the Galactic Empire.

"So, Miss Gongsun is..."

"He has gone to help us fight in the front line. She has special skills and a special status, so she is very suitable to explore the way to Feimo and his party. This is also her own will, and I have no reason to object." Babalu was a little hurt and touched in distress. He touched his bare, carapace-covered head: "Well, am I able to sit here because of Miss Gongsun's violent intimidation? I thought it was to convince people with virtue."

"Commissioner Ba, anyone who can win with virtue is a virtuous person," the accountant said. As expected of a highly educated administrative talent with an accounting certificate, he speaks so philosophically.

As for Gladiator Lothar, his words were even more direct: "They don't want to continue to resist. I'm afraid they will find a smooth posture to surrender when they wait for the alliance's army to come over. If they have soldiers and people, they can You can ask for a good price. These old nobles in Lothar are just unreliable, hahaha, all the dead men are completely unreliable."

His words certainly attracted the response of most people.

"Just because you robbed a batch of arms, do you think you're good again?"

"They are the ones who pull the flag, they are the ones who act blindly, and they are the ones who die. From now on! They will be the first to vote."

"Rebels and wars really depend on us good families."

Babaru still showed full understanding: "Don't mind. What we are doing is a long-term undertaking and a long march of history. No one can guarantee that our choice will be correct."

He then ordered: "Of the two security ships that have just been captured, give one to General Eza of the Red King Losa Army."

Ash raised his eyebrows and wanted to say something loudly, but after coming into contact with the Rumina's ferocious face and kind eyes, he couldn't say anything.

"They are still allies. We should not be the first revolutionary organization to open fire on our allies for the sake of loot." Babaru said.

Of course Ash listened, but he said: "We are the worst terrorists in the history of the alliance. Hahaha, that's how Nephi's newspaper commented on us."

He then glanced at everyone again, and his expression became ferocious: "Since he is a terrorist, he is engaged in the business of beheading, not having a banquet and having a party. This ship bound for the new world cannot accommodate everyone. But what if You still make weird noises when you get on the ship, so don’t blame me for turning your back and not recognizing the people, so that you can maintain military discipline.”

In short, this meeting of the Rebel Alliance ended successfully.

Babaru was really worried about the mental state of his comrades. However, after the meeting, Ash regained his devastated expression: "I know what I am doing. Baba, we are not hosting a family banquet. We need to follow orders and prohibitions. If Mr. Guimo...and Taina's death have taught me anything, it must be this."

When Taina's name was mentioned, his expression showed pain for a moment, but he still made it clear: "Hey, hey, hey, Brother Ba, Mr. Ba, Commissioner Ba, what's your expression? Do you sympathize with me?"

"You can actually see the expressions of Lumina people? My hair, Busca, has known me for ten years, so you can barely guess it."

"...You can't actually see it, but you can still feel the emotion. So, you do agree with me?"

Babalu closed the carapace on his face, and his eyes were still as generous as a warm big brother: "This is the concern of comrades. If you insist on saying it is sympathy, I will not object."

Ash couldn't help but look away.

"Very good, Comrade Ash, very good. You are not swayed by hatred." Babalu agreed.

"Taina, let me live well. I really don't know who I should hate. If I want to hate, it can only be this system. This system that covers the entire universe." Ya Xiu said: "But, can it be overthrown? Of course, it cannot be a ragtag group like the Rebel Alliance, but a team that is as strong and uncorrupted as Osteel, with the same discipline as Osteel, but this must be the strictest organization, Lao Ba, to establish. This kind of organization takes time.”

Babaru said: "After setting sail, let's start reorganizing the team. No matter how effective the team is, it can only be built from the ground up. Whether it is building a new world in Feimo or facing future battles, this is needed If the organization develops in the future, it will be even more necessary.”

Ash glanced at the Rumina in confusion: "You seem to have never doubted that we can have a future in this new world of Feimo."

"Hahaha, analyze objective issues objectively, Ya Xiu. Our arrival today is actually the inevitable result of the interaction of many parties. And even if we really get to Feimo, our future path must not only take into account the historical process, but we must also It is also closely related to the struggle of all of us.”

The two of them fell into silence at the same time, and then looked at the camp down the mountain at the same time.

The Golden Crab and three transport ships that were much smaller than itself occupied most of the camp space. As a result, there is not much space left for passengers. However, under the organization of their respective leaders, terrorists, rioting laborers and remnants of separatism, people from different races and with different pasts, queued up to board the ship in an orderly manner.

The strong Lothar and Nedia dragon rebel warriors waved their arms to direct everyone to maintain order in the crowd that had merged into a river. Occasionally, a robot floats over the crowd with a light curtain, using prompt arrows to guide everyone to board the ship.

The crowd moved forward slowly, with no smiles visible on most people's faces, flashing with emotions of anticipation, confusion and even fear, but most people's steps were indeed down to earth.

Asher Stein had never seen this scene. Even at Nephi's National Day event, where more people gathered and more races gathered, they were all laughing, but it always felt very hollow.

His heart was suddenly filled with a sense of accomplishment and satisfaction. Of course, more of them do have a sense of mission that looks forward to the future.

"How did I become such a person?" the guerrilla said: "I grew up in the market. After I awakened my spiritual power, I thought that I finally had some skills, so I thought about earning some money and then Go back to your hometown and open a small gambling parlor and food stall, and you can rest easy.”

Babalu said: "I used to be a rough guy who screwed screws in Lumina. I just wanted to keep the factory. I never thought I would reach this side of the universe. We Lumina people actually don't like interstellar... Sailing.”

Ya Xiu said: "What about the future?"

Babalu said: "In the future? Find a way to establish a non-oppressive primary-color regime in Feimo?"

"No, I mean, the direction of the war..."

The Rumina man suppressed his smile emotionally: "This is beyond my ability. However, I still firmly believe that even if the strength gap is too large, even if we are at an absolute strategic disadvantage, the direction of the war must take into account personal considerations. ’s struggle.”

"You can only say that he can use his personal struggle to create or even influence the course of history."

Babalu laughed again: "I won't say that, it doesn't conform to the objective historical laws. The captain will also be disgusted with this statement. It's just that the Rumina people are really superstitious about him... Hahaha, this This attitude will probably make him even more disgusted."

A human psyker and a Lumina mortal strode towards the Golden Crab at the foot of the mountain. They left only insignificant footprints on this land, but they were still able to move forward into the future.