Interstellar Apocalypse: I lead players to dismantle spaceships

Tom was confused at this time.

He was already troubled by the mess on the orbital base, and now something happened on the ground again.

"Who told you, Colonel Dodge, to lead people down to suppress the rebellion?"

Tom pinched his eyebrows and said to Dodge's adjutant.

The adjutant was a little embarrassed.

"Your Majesty Brigadier General, Colonel Dodge is feeling unwell and may not be able to go down..."

Tom's face suddenly darkened.

"What happened to him?"

The adjutant moved his eyes to the side in embarrassment and explained in a low voice:

"The colonel went to breed cows yesterday, but he was kicked by the cows and broke several ribs..."

Tom took a deep breath and looked at the sky speechlessly.

God, I'm afraid this bastard wasn't sent by Chu Hang to be disgusting. How could there be such an unreliable federal officer?

"Forget it, I'll take them down myself!"

Tom is quite responsible. He feels that since he is here, he has an obligation to help maintain the stability of the colony, even though he does not understand what kind of oppression the so-called stability is based on.

"Well, Brigadier-General, you don't have to worry about it... There have been several troubles before, but they were all resolved by the colonies themselves. We can just wait and see what happens."

Tom's brows suddenly knitted together and he looked at the adjutant displeased.

"Is this how you do nothing?"

The adjutant felt miserable. The mess was left by the previous governor's team. They came to take over. This place is really not that easy to manage.

"Ahem, you don't know something. There are only some high-energy gas residual ores still being mined in Waterfront Town, but the output is already quite small. It takes one month of mining to fill a cargo ship. This amount of output is a drop in the bucket for the Federation, and even The daily expenses of maintaining the base are not enough, let alone the maintenance costs of ground security. If someone dies, he will have to pay a large pension... So Colonel Dodge has not contacted the ground for a long time. "

"Isn't it because he is lazy?"

The adjutant suddenly broke into sweat.

"Sir, I'm not exaggerating. You have never been to the ground and don't understand the situation..."

Tom snorted coldly, not believing what the other party said.

"Okay, I'll take people down later. Quickly heal the governor who came up, and then send me down to clean up the mess. And my ship, when can it be repaired?"

The adjutant looked constipated.

"Your Excellency, your request to dismantle the parts of the garrison fleet to repair the ship is a bit..."

"Again, I have urgent military matters and I need to return to Fallowston. A certain price is necessary! Execute the order!"

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Inside the Governor's Mansion of Shui'an Town.

There's an ugly carnival going on here.

A large number of people poured into the magnificent Governor's Mansion and started shopping for zero dollars. Not only did they rob and destroy everything here crazily, they also attacked innocent servants.

They had no intention of admiring the exquisite furnishings and simply smashed them violently. ♦♦  ♦♦

Seeing beautiful things being destroyed in one's own hands was like shattering the shackles on them with one's own hands.

When they see a clear water source, they will rush in to bathe and defecate. The water source becomes dirty and turbid at a speed visible to the naked eye, making them no longer drinkable.

The warehouse was forcibly opened, and the mob took everything they could and ate everything they could. They drank expensive federal red wine while spilling it, and then used the strength of the wine to set fire to the wine cellar.

The servants who had no time to escape were pushed to the ground by the mob.

They grinned and tore apart their inexpensive, just clean clothes, humiliating and killing them wantonly.

As the riots continued, people who lost their minds turned their attention to the space elevator.

I don’t know who shouted, “Rush forward, arrest the federal people, and put them on trial together!”

The mob of tens of thousands instantly climaxed.

Judgment of the Federals, what a beautiful word. The advantage in numbers made their courage expand to an unprecedented extent at this moment. Violence against the weak unleashed their pent-up animal desires. They thought they were omnipotent and launched an attack on the space elevator.

At this moment, the original guards of the Governor's Palace are hiding in the elevator base station.

They fled here, hoping to take refuge in space like Bokassa, but none of the elevators started.

They looked at the crowd swarming outside in horror.

For some unknown reason, all the base's defense facilities were paralyzed and all access controls were disabled, allowing the mob to break in easily.

Enemies are extremely jealous when they meet.

The two sides immediately fell into the bloodiest and most violent fighting.

When Tom came down from the space elevator, what he saw was this hell-like scene in front of him.

The elevator hall was filled with blood and corpses, as well as rioting people everywhere who were vandalizing the elevator facilities.

Not only Tom, but also the soldiers behind him were shocked.

When have they ever seen this happen.

Are these their compatriots?

They are all from the Federation, so why are they completely crazy!

The sound of the elevator opening alarmed the surrounding mob. They looked at the federal soldiers one after another and were stunned.

Suddenly, someone shouted.

"They are here to massacre us, kill them first!"

"Yes! If you run, you will die. If you fight them!"

"Federation bastards, go to hell!!!"

The mob picked up the weapons of the guards on the ground and shot into the elevator cabin first.

Tom was frightened and angry, and immediately ordered a counterattack.

This fight was completely out of control.

From this moment on, no one could put the brakes on the most serious bloody conflict in the history of Waterfront Town.

Both sides let themselves go and vented their malice wantonly.

The Federals are well-equipped, and Tom's guards are wearing CMC power armor, but the mob is more numerous.

Soon, the mob outside brought explosives made of high-energy gas, which were much more powerful than Molotov cocktails. The frontmost CMC armors were blown to pieces by concentrated fire, causing heavy casualties to the federal people. , making Tom's eyes turn red instantly.

This was a veteran he brought back from the Tenth Star Ring who had narrowly escaped death and defied military orders. He did not die at the hands of the insects and Chu Hang, but fell at the feet of the dirty and despicable thugs.

"Donald, send me the Pelican gunship!"

Donald was drinking comfortably on the track, but suddenly received a call from Tom, and he was completely confused.

He immediately sent reinforcements. Four Pelican transport planes dropped from the sky with a company of Marines, and launched a bloody suppression of the mob on the street.

Only then did Donald realize that it was his old brother who had hit a nail on the ground.

While he couldn't laugh or cry, he also held a second of silence for those colonial residents who burned themselves by playing with fire.

Federal gunboats roared over the colony, constantly dropping flames of death. A large number of mobs fled into the houses, and the already red-eyed Federal soldiers fired rockets at those buildings.

The city was burning, and a large number of innocent citizens who had not participated in the riots died tragically in their homes.

The seeds of hatred completely took root and sprouted at this moment, and instantly grew into a giant beast that devoured the federal rulers.

And at this moment Tom,

Still immersed in the exhilaration of killing everything.

"General, this is bad!"

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