The Empire begins with the Fourth Scourge

1375、The last moment

The capital of the planet Onderon, Izzy City.

A woman covered by a black cloak, only showing a masked face, walked into a bar, sat down at the counter, and said in a low voice, "Two glasses of Malgan."

The bartender said while wiping the plate, "I'm sorry miss, starting today, we won't be selling alcohol." He pointed to a holographic screen in front of him.

On the screen was a robot avatar with a flat head and three eyes, with two large characters written next to it - no alcohol.

"Then two cups of Kaxing juice." The woman seemed not to care, and said again.

The bartender quickly poured two glasses of light green juice, slid the glasses over from the bar counter, and slid them right in front of the woman.

The woman picked up one of the glasses of juice and took a sip. The mask she is wearing is very gorgeous, it looks like a mask at a ball, but the chin and mouth are exposed in the lower part. The woman's jaw line is slightly hard, showing some heroism that doesn't match the style of the mask .

"Hey, miss, are you singing in the entertainment section of the Eastern District?" A young man walked by, leaning on the side, and asked in a provocative tone, "Now the Eastern District should be shut down. Right? Doesn’t that mean you’ve been idle all night?”

"The army of the Galactic Republic will arrive soon, do you still have the energy to come out and strike up a conversation?" The woman didn't reject the guy who obviously wanted to come over to flirt, but asked back.

"What does the army of the Republic have to do with me?" The man smiled. "They should care about the factory on the Derkson satellite. When the Derksen satellite falls, we surrender. And..."

He changed his posture, supported the bar with one hand, let his upper body lean over slowly, and his voice became slow and deep, "Now that the end is right in front of us, and the rain of fire is falling from the sky... shouldn't we Leave something for each other? How about starting with each other's names? My name is... Seth."

He dragged the word "Si" very long, and a fragrant breath came out of his mouth, he seemed to be an old hand.

"Judgment." The woman said a word lightly.

"What? Deep pan?" The man was taken aback for a moment, then saw her turn around and leave, without any intention of stopping.

However, at this moment, there was a sudden noise outside the door. Startled, Seth yelled, "Wait a minute! Don't go out!!"

But the woman is still going out.

"Bastard!" Seth cursed secretly, rushed forward and grabbed the woman's cloak.

Judgment glanced back at him, and then stopped, although she could easily throw this guy named Seth 20 meters away.

At the same time, there was a burst of shouting and cursing outside the door, and it seemed that many people gathered outside.

The bartender reacted very quickly, he pressed the button under the bar with a snap, and the automatic door of the bar closed with a bang, and the reinforced glass completely separated the street from the bar.

Outside, dozens of people were gathering, and they yelled at a team of B-1 battle robots ahead, "Robots, get out of here! Get out of Onderon!!"

"Derksen sent you off! Go fight the Republic in Derksen!!"

"On Delong belongs to humans! Not to robots!!"

Faced with such a provocation, those B-1 battle robots were not moved at all, they just lined up in a neat queue and followed the preset route, walked through a street, then stayed at the intersection for 2 minutes, and then continued to move forward.

Click! ! A demonstrator lit a bottle of spirits and smashed it directly on a robot, immediately igniting a raging fire! However, such a flame with only a few hundred degrees has no effect on the B-1 robots. After being attacked, these B-1 robots who had ignored them immediately turned their heads, and the electronic voice kept saying: "An attack occurred, arrest immediately .There was an attack, arrest immediately."

"Roger Roger!"

"Roger Roger!"

The person who threw the Molotov cocktail ran away when he saw that the situation was not good, while the B-1 robot started to chase, and the others were pushing and shoving to stop it, and the scene was suddenly in chaos.

Looking at the chaos outside through the glass door, Judgment just stood there quietly without any reaction.

Seth leaned against the door and said with lingering fear: "I really don't know where you have such a big heart? You should hide inside when you hear the commotion outside. The boss knows that the door is closed. Those people are rebels, and they have nothing to do with them." Not a good thing at all! They have been wreaking havoc everywhere in the last few months, and a lot of people have died."

He came to the trial and said, "How about going for another drink? I invite you. I also want to hear the story behind your peculiar name."

The trial finally turned around slightly, and asked with some interest, "Do you know the story behind my name?"

"I don't know, but your mask is full of stories." Seth said seriously with an intoxicated expression.

Judgment finally moved his feet again and returned to the bar. At this time, another screen began to be projected on the holographic projection that had just shown the prohibition on alcohol.

The robot with a flat head, three eyes, and gorgeous patterns on its body stood in front of the podium with its hands behind its back, and said loudly: "The people of Planet Onderon! The intention of the Galactic Republic to occupy our planet with arms is becoming more and more obvious! In order to defend Our lives now! To defend our factories! To defend our land! To defend our families! We should..."

Seth was very dissatisfied and said to the bartender: "Fabian, can't you turn this thing off and play some lyrical music?"

"It's mandatory, it can't be turned off." The bartender replied calmly, seeming to be indifferent to everything.

"Oh my God! Do we have to suffer from the end? Let's enjoy our last good time?" Seth exclaimed.

"Then you can ask him, General Kalani." The bartender pointed to the talking robot in the projection.

"Return to the general? It's just a robot that forgot to clear the memory regularly." Seth snorted coldly, took the undrinked Castar juice that the trial ordered just now, and took a sip.

The judge was a little dissatisfied and said, "This is the drink I ordered."

Seth pretended to be surprised and said, "Oh... I'm sorry, I was too excited just now. Now, what do you want to drink? I'll treat you."

"First settle yesterday's bill." The bartender said calmly.

"Don't you know how to read your words? Fabian!" Seth said angrily.

Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, there was a huge explosion sound outside the door suddenly! Immediately afterwards, a hovering car fell crookedly from the sky and exploded at the entrance of the bar! Burning wreckage blocked the entrance to the bar.

"It's over, it's over! Those rebels are making a big fuss! Let's go through the back door!" Seth turned pale with fright, grabbed Judgment regardless, and ran towards the back.

The inside of the bar was already in chaos, and there were not many customers running around, and those who knew the way rushed towards the back door.

At this moment, suddenly over the entire city, a piercing air defense siren sounded! General Kalani’s calm electronic voice came from the radio, "The city of Izzy will enter a state of control from now on! Repeat, the city of Izzy will enter a state of control from now on! Everyone return to their residences immediately! After 10 minutes, anyone who appears on the street Whoever gets on, will be shot! Repeat..."