What?You say His Majesty is a war criminal! !

Chapter 197 Anyone who refuses to surrender will be killed! ! (Please subscribe)

Tychus said nothing more. He stood aside and waited for the conscription to end.

It was not a difficult choice to die in this prison that was comparable to hell, or to die outside. Everyone signed their names.

In fact, to a certain extent, the prisoners exiled here are already dead. At most, the execution process is a bit long.

The sentences for these prisoners are life without the possibility of commutation.

Due to the heavy work and harsh environment, they often don't live long here.

Those like Tychus who live for more than three years are the elderly among the elderly in prison.

Staying here is just a slow acceptance of death.

There are no old or sick people among the prisoners.

Because these two entered the prison on the planet Fers02 and died within two days.

Only those with strong bodies can survive in this hell.

They can all become soldiers and fight for the God-Emperor.

After everyone signed their names, the recruiting officer took these people to the parking platform of the prison, where they called a transport boat to pick them up.

Tychus stood on the open parking platform, looking out at the lava-filled surface.

The hot red magma is rolling in the distance, releasing gas and high temperatures that are enough to kill humans.

Apart from the prisons transformed from these mining bases, there is no way to survive on the surface of fers02.

If you want to escape from prison, the biggest problem is not escaping from prison, but how to escape to outer space.

This is why there are very few guards in the prison, but there is a fleet in the sky.

As long as possible outside rescue is cut off, those prisoners can only stay in prison.

They have nowhere to escape.

The roar sounded, and Tychus withdrew his gaze and looked at the sky, where several huge transport boats were emitting faint blue light from the bottom.

They landed slowly on the landing platform.

Each ship is very huge, with a length of about one hundred to two hundred meters, like a giant steel beast. Its size alone can make many people fearful.

Large-caliber artillery and laser arrays are also installed on both sides of the transport boat.

They are not combat units, but they still possess considerable firepower.

Tychus stared at the emblem of fire on the hull of the ship.

Every ship has one. He joined the army and wandered around for so many years, but he has never seen any force use this emblem.

At first, he had some doubts about the recruiter's statement that they were from outside the Koprulu sector.

After all, the Evernight Storm lasted for so long. It was not that the humans in the Koprulu Sector didn't think about exploring other places, but in the end there was no news.

Now, he somewhat believes it

After the transport boat came to a stop, the hatch was opened amidst the roar of high-pressure gas.

The recruiting officer took a loudspeaker, walked to the hatch of a transport boat, and shouted at the prisoners.

"Your only value is to fight for the Holy Emperor. Only by proving your loyalty to mankind can your crimes be washed away. When you board the battleship, you must understand that your lives have been dedicated to the great God Emperor. Breaking this oath will result in the cruelest consequences. But by adhering to this oath, you can go to His Kingdom after death."

"They look like a group of fanatical religious elements." Ichiro Higashihashi, standing next to Tychus, muttered.

Tychus did not look at him, keeping his eyes forward to avoid attracting attention.

"If you don't want to be thrown back into that damn place, you'd better keep silent."

This sentence stopped Ichiro Higashihashi from talking.

"Get on board." After the recruiting officer finished speaking, he asked them to board the ship.

Several soldiers in full combat uniforms maintained order among the prisoners.

Tychus lined up to board a roaring transport boat.

The floor was shaking, and underneath there was an engine device powerful enough to propel this behemoth.

When the cabin was full, the transport boat took off with a roar and flew high into the sky.

"Free." Through the observation window, Tychus saw the prison getting smaller and smaller, and said secretly in his heart, with a smile on his face full of flesh, "Hot chicks, your Tychus Uncle Keith is back."

The transport ship rushed out of the atmosphere and flew towards the War Moon, which was guarded by many battleships.

Tychus and others saw the empire's huge fleet.

To be honest, they were scared too.

When they approached the imperial fleet, they saw the huge War Moon and showed even more horror.

It's so huge that it's unbelievable.

Not like a ship, but like a world.

It is said that the Tyran Empire also has such a war celestial body.

This is also the reason why this huge and twisted regime continues to exist.

The smallest war celestial body can easily destroy a planet.

In most cases, behemoths of this level are a deterrent and will not be deployed unless necessary.

But now the Galactic Empire uses it as an expedition ship.

Tychus had heard many stories about war celestial beings, all from the time of the Human Alliance.

With the help of Celestial-class battleships and Colossus-class battleships, humans swept across the starry sky and expelled countless alien races, forcing them to leave the Milky Way and making the Milky Way the back garden of mankind.

But he had never seen one. The Tyranid Empire claimed that it had a Celestial-class battleship, but Tychus had never seen it.

So this is the first time he has witnessed a big thing that is said to be the pinnacle of the art of human destruction.

"Be a good boy!! He's such a big guy."

As the transport boat approached, the war celestial body grew larger and larger in Tychus's eyes, and his mouth grew larger and larger in surprise.

"It would be great if I had one." Tychus's eyes were filled with light. Who doesn't like such a big guy?

"Stop dreaming." The inmate on the side said, "This thing must be a strategic-level existence. We, a group of prisoners, still dream of getting a strategic-level celestial warship. We can only describe it as wishful thinking."

"Who said it best!! I didn't think about getting out of prison at first, but now I'm out. You must have dreams, otherwise there is no difference from salted fish." Tykes said, "My dream once was I have endless money to spend, endless girls to fuck with, endless cigars to smoke, and now my dream is to build a Celestial-class battleship.”

"Your dream is really not realistic." The person next to you said.

"What can't be realized is called a dream; what can be realized is called a goal."

While many prisoners were bragging and joking, the transport boat slowly approached the surface of War Moon and landed on a metal platform with an artificial atmosphere.

The mass of War Moon is very huge. It is so huge that it can generate gravity and has its own atmosphere.

However, because it is always moving at high speed, the atmosphere on its surface is very thin, so it needs an artificial atmosphere to maintain some important places such as moorings.

Tychus walked out of the cabin, and a chill hit him, making him shiver.

What comes into view is an endless series of metal buildings, each one dotted with light, huge and majestic, standing on the surface of the ship.

A heavily armed officer and a group of soldiers stood on the far side of the platform to maintain order.

They were not the only transport boat on the platform, there were seven or eight transport boats parked before they arrived.

The number of prisoners on planet fers02 is not a small number.

At this time, thousands of people are lining up to take off their clothes and clean themselves before getting new clothes and entering the warm interior of the building.

Where soldiers were maintaining order, there were medical staff wearing full protective gear who were examining the prisoners and assessing the treatment they should receive.

"Get in line, get in line." A legal officer wearing a uniform and helmet waved a crackling electric baton and asked the prisoners who were looking around in confusion to go to the queue.

Tychus looked around and discovered laser cannons installed high up and armed drones suspended in the air.

Resistance serves no purpose and only brings death.

He and the others walked toward the queue, accepting their fate honestly.

After half an hour of queuing, Tychus was asked to take off all his clothes, conduct a thorough inspection and wash them, which he did.

His body was strong and powerful, with muscles and scars all under his clothes.

After serving the Tyran Empire for so many years and having done so many things with Renault, he no longer had any good skin on his body.

"Standard laser penetration wounds, as well as burn wounds. It seems that you were once a soldier." The medical staff responsible for the examination pressed Tychus's muscles several times and used instruments to scan his body.

"Yes, but that is not a wonderful memory." Tychus raised his eyebrows, "To be honest, if it were not for freedom, I would not choose the army again."

"Yes, many of you said so." The medical staff took back the instrument and pointed to the entrance leading deep into the building. He glanced at the data board next to him and saw Tychus' name and information, "Okay. Yes, Tychus, you have passed. The God-Emperor is watching you, and you will be redeemed."

"I just want money, a girl, a cigar, and a big toy." Tychus said silently in his heart. ,

After completing all the procedures, Tychus walked into the interior of the magnificent building.

He expected to see the interior of the ship, which was full of technology.

But when he walked in, he only saw a wide corridor.

On both sides of the corridor are magnificent sculptures, as well as a giant brazier placed at the feet of the sculptures.

Next to the brazier are the entrances to each room.

Their dormitories were those rooms.

To be honest, this place doesn't look like something a high-tech warship should have, but more like a religious sanctuary in a backward world.

Mechanical cherubs shaped like babies with wings on their backs were flying in the air, with fanatical sermons coming from the speakers they carried.

"They are really a group of religious fanatics!!" Tychus said to Ichiro Higashihashi who followed him in. "I have a bad feeling, I'm afraid that this freedom will not be so easy to obtain."

"But we have all come in, and we have no choice." Ichiro Higashihashi said in a low voice, "Let's go, in order to prevent them from throwing us back to that hellish place."

The Second Expeditionary Force was so fast that it only took them half a day to take away all the prisoners.

They will be incorporated into the Koprulu Corps for training,

Then you can fight for the God-Emperor until you give your life.

After completing these tasks, the Second Expeditionary Fleet set sail again.

Their goal is clear, that is the port of Fort Melburg.

After capturing it, they got a foothold in the Koprulu sector.

We can use that place as our foundation to conquer the entire Koprulu star region.

The Port of Fort Merburg is just a name. In fact, it is a galaxy. It only gets this name because of the large-scale space station and port built there.

The Koprulu sector has not been affected by the Evernight Storm, making it a rare safe place.

The structure of space and time also maintains fundamental integrity.

Therefore, you can see scenes in other places in the void.

When people stand at the port of Moore, they can see stunning scenery.

The Merburg system to which the Port of Merburg belongs is part of the Corean Nebula.

Many of the newborn star systems are close together at unimaginable distances.

They are all part of the Corycan Nebula

Nebulae are the seeds of stars.

At the edge of the nebula are the lights emitted by some stars, which are all newly born stars.

Dust and glowing gas extend in all directions from the Coricon Nebula, its tips lit by stars.

Of course, stars are young relative to the universe.

To humans, they are still impossibly ancient.

Even the youngest stars are tens of millions of years old.

When the ancestors of mankind entered the stars, they developed these planets and transformed them into an environment suitable for human survival.

After the Alliance fell apart, these stars and their client worlds became the sacrosanct property of the Tyranid Empire.

The location of the Port of Fort Mer is very critical. It is the hub of the subspace channel.

People will jump out here and then look for an identifiable channel to their destination.

When they find the correct route and enter the subspace again, they will be particularly successful.

If this port is lost, people will have to travel farther to settle down and correct the channel, and they will have to take more risks, and the probability of getting lost will be greatly increased.

The young star in the center of the galaxy is burning brightly, spreading light and heat to every planet.

To the star, this moment is no different from any other moment he has spent before.

It doesn't care about those cobweb-like buildings built by humans on the periphery of its territory.

Over time, it has seen countless civilizations do just that.

Today, those civilizations are gone.

More than one of these civilizations claimed that they would exist forever, but in the end they all disappeared, swallowed up by the long river of time, and never seen again.

But for the merchants of the Tyran Empire, today is a little different.

With their keen intuition, they detected a different depressing atmosphere in the port of Fort Melburg.

"They are preparing for war."

Fermor, who was directing the crew to load newly purchased goods into the cargo hold of the spacecraft in the loading and unloading area, saw something was wrong.

All the warships that were supposed to be resting in the port and dock moved out.

They were organized into one patrol fleet after another, swimming in the void, as if they were wary of something.

"Could it be that the Kemerian Alliance is coming?" Another captain next to him whispered, "The world is going to be unstable again. Once there is a war, we will be in trouble."

"Probably not. The second war just ended six years ago." Fermor shook his head, thinking that it shouldn't be the Kemerian Federation.

"The guys in the Camorion Alliance are crazy about money and resources. They don't care about human life. As long as the profits are enough, they dare to shoot at the gods. Six years ago, the Tyran Empire was the attacker and caused them a lot of trouble. Such a big loss, I'm afraid I will come back with revenge this time." Someone next to him put forward his own opinion.

The Kaimorian Confederation and the Tyranid Empire are completely different political systems.

It can't even be said to be a country, but a huge enterprise, a business empire that overrides everything.

Always spare no effort to seize those planets that can be developed and carry out predatory mining on them.

The Kaimorian Federation often launches wars to maintain the proliferation of capital and transfer conflicts, and is one of the most troublesome enemies of the Tyranid Empire.

"As soon as I look at you, I know that the news channel is not good." A pot-bellied man intervened in the conversation of several people.

<divclass="contentadv">This made Fermor and others all look at him.

"Do you know what's going on?" someone asked.

"The Folsom Galaxy has been taken over by an unknown force. The people in Fort Merle are asking for help from other places!! This battle is probably going to be huge." The man mentioned his big belly. He told what he knew.

"Unknown forces? Are there any unknown forces in the Koprulu Star Region?" Someone laughed.

"I heard it's not from the Koprulu Sector, but from outside."

The man's words instantly piqued everyone's interest, and they gathered around, wanting to know more.

From outside? ?

Who doesn't know that the Koprulu sector is surrounded by an eternal night storm, and those who dare to go out never come back.

"Could it be that your information is wrong?" Someone questioned the man's words.

The other party immediately became anxious.

"My first-hand channel information is absolutely true."

"Forget it, why do you care so much!" Fermor shook his head, "Just run away from the war."

"That's right. The Tyran Empire belongs to the emperor, not us. There is no need to worry about it."

"After loading the goods, leave early, this place is almost becoming a place of trouble and trouble."

"That's right."

The businessmen talked to each other and discussed.

Suddenly, a rapid siren sounded, echoing in the huge port.

"What happened?" Fermor looked shocked.

"The war is coming." A captain next to him said, "Hurry up, or you won't be able to leave later."

"Look over there." Someone in the crowd yelled.

Fermor subconsciously looked in the direction pointed by the other party.

The area extending from the edge of the galaxy into the dark void twisted and flickered, and then cracks were torn open.

A magnificent fleet leaped out of the warp, its scale beyond imagination.

When they appeared in the real universe, they ignited their tail thrusters and headed towards the port of Fort Merle.

Obviously, they are not Tyranid Empire ships.

War is coming.

It came so suddenly that Fermor and others were stunned.

Even the piercing sirens couldn't bring them back to their senses.

Until someone screamed due to unbearable pressure.

Only then did these frightened people come to their senses.

People started running away.

Chaos began to arise.

Fermor also ran away, he didn't want to get involved in this war.

He is just a small businessman. Whether it is the Tyran Empire or the new fleet, they can easily crush him.

He gave the order for the crew to board the ship and ran to the wheelhouse.

The spacecraft's observation device also observed those ships, and could see them more clearly than the naked eye.

Each of them is equipped with huge cannons and cathedrals, and any cannon can smash his small ship into pieces.

The hull of the ship is all decorated with fire emblems.

Koprulu has no power to use this emblem.

Fermor thought about what the man said.

Could it be true that the forces from outside the Koprulu Sector are real.

But he didn't have time to think about whether the other party was from the Koprulu star region, he just wanted to run away.

After confirming that the crew was on board, he started the engine, untied the cables, and prepared to leave the port.

At this time, the cargo ship received a message.

[Warning, warning, the highest military command in Fort Merle issued the highest mobilization order to avoid causing chaos. All ships are prohibited from leaving the port. I repeat, all ships are prohibited from leaving the port. 】

Fermor's face turned pale instantly, and he considered whether to disobey that order and forcefully leave the port.

There was a flash of light next to him, and a cargo ship larger than him left the port and started its engine to accelerate.

The spaceship flew straight out of the port.

The next second, a beam of light passed by.

The ship exploded in the void, and countless pieces of debris flew.

[Warning, all ships are prohibited from leaving the port.Defense artillery has been authorized to destroy any ship that disobeys orders and leaves port. 】

Seeing that the cargo ship that wanted to escape was destroyed, Fermor's face turned pale instantly.

Now he could only pray to the ancient gods to protect him, the unlucky man.

On the other side was the High Military Command in Fort Mer.

Urgent sirens sounded everywhere.

Huge projections showed the sheer scale of the invaders.

There are densely packed red dots on it. They cover the sky and the sun and are invincible.

As a marshal, Gamelin's face became extremely ugly.

After receiving the warning message from the Folsom Galaxy, he realized the crisis and started emergency dispatch.

But when the enemy actually appeared, he still felt powerless.

The enemy fleet is too numerous.

"A message has been received, Marshal," shouted Gamelin's adjutant, Heller. "They are sending this message to all our ships."

"Come in."

Following his command, a projection interface flashed.

Thrawn appears in the projection.

"I am Thrawn, the lieutenant colonel in charge of guarding the Folsom Galaxy. The will of the Holy Emperor is supreme. The opportunity for mankind to get out of the dark age has arrived. The great Galactic Empire has brought the opportunity for redemption. They have crossed the eternal night storm. I came to the Koprulu sector just for the manifest destiny of mankind to once again rule the galaxy. Don't make pointless resistance for the sake of a corrupt regime. All humans should unite and devote themselves to the great mission of unifying the galaxy."

"Damn traitors, intercept this message and never allow them to shake our military morale." Gamelin shouted, "Let all ships be ready to fire. We will fight to the death until the last moment."

As a member of the Bennett family, which is as famous as the Rockefeller family, Gamelin has long been prepared to sacrifice for the Terran Empire.

Under his order, Fort Mer's fleet assembled, relying on armed space stations and void fortresses, and opened fire on the invaders.

The void was lit up by artillery fire in a short period of time.

Dense torpedoes, missiles, and beams lit up the dark world.

Gamelin is very courageous and has long been prepared to sacrifice.

He knew that he would lose this war, but the only thing he wanted to do was to fight to the last moment and bite off a piece of the opponent's flesh.

But he underestimated these invaders who claimed to be from the Galactic Empire.

When the shield protecting the port was first breached, the teleported light lit up near the military headquarters fortress.

Legionnaires wearing heavy armor and holding weapons jumped out of the teleportation light and attacked all soldiers in sight.

They are nightmares from hell, angels of the God of Destruction.

Everyone who has seen them will subconsciously associate them with the word destruction.

Bai Qi personally came with his personal guard company and raided Gamelin's military headquarters.

This was a beheading tactic that had been formulated long ago.

The port of Merburg would become the Galactic Empire's outpost at Koprulu.

If it is broken into pieces, they will have to spend time rebuilding it, so decapitating it is the best option.

As long as the head of the giant beast is chopped off, the entire huge body will soon collapse.

Simmond, Trust and other personal guards gathered around Bai Qi, heading towards the final destination together.

The spherical drone was suspended in the air, spraying dense bullets at the soldiers of the Tyranids, harvesting their lives in pieces.

The Tyranid Empire was far weaker than the Sith Empire.

The Sith Knights could at least delay the Legion soldiers' surprise attack and even cause some casualties to the Second Legion.

The soldiers of the Tyran Empire were unable to stop Bai Qi and others. The defense line they built was destroyed. The only outcome for rushing out to fight was to be chopped into pieces.

It wasn't until they arrived at the Supreme Military Command that Bai Qi and others encountered decent resistance.

A group of marines wearing heavy armor, holding electromagnetic nail guns, intercepted Bai Qi and others.

The electromagnetic nail gun has extremely strong armor-breaking capabilities.

The projected shield of the Legionnaire's power armor cannot be resisted.

Their appearance forced Bai Qi and others to slow down.

The Marines of the Tyranid Empire also wear thick, fully enclosed power armor that supports multiple functions. In appearance, they are somewhat similar to Legionnaires.

It's a pity that it's just a similarity.

The genetic body shaped by the God-Emperor is what makes the Legionnaires invincible.

Once those marines were approached by Bai Qi and others and launched a melee attack, they would be no match at all.

With a brutal charge, Bai Qi and others rushed into the line formed by the marines.

Bai Qi's long sword chopped off a Marine's nail gun, pierced the opponent's chest with the sword blade, and cut the opponent's body directly open.

A Marine next to him raised his gun and started shooting. A series of spike bullets pierced the shield, violently hit his breastplate, biting through the thick armor plate, exposing the wiring, oil and electricity inside. Sparks flew out.

Bai Qi swung his sword and chopped off the opponent's head, and the blood spurted out and splattered all over the ground.

These Marines resisted fiercely and tenaciously, but they could not escape the fate of failure.

Even if they wear power armor with good performance, they can't close the gap between them and the legionnaires.

After the last Marine fell to the ground, Bai Qi and others ordered someone to install a bomb, blowing open the alloy metal door of the Supreme Military Command, and stepped inside.

The soldiers who hid behind the door and tried to open fire were slaughtered.

The remaining commanders and technicians were easily controlled.

Gamelin was also captured because of a leg injury caused by flying debris.

He was dragged in front of Bai Qi.

"Order your troops to surrender." Bai Qi took off his helmet and looked down at the marshal of the Tyran Empire. "There is no need to waste their lives in a meaningless battle."

The battle outside is not over yet.

The garrison and fleet of Fort Mer are still resisting the Galactic Empire.

"No, they fought hard to defend their homeland and sacrificed their lives heroically to resist the invaders. How could it be meaningless?"

Gamelin stared at Bai Qi without fear.

"I'm standing here now, which means you have lost." Bai Qi said patiently, "Let the war stop, there is no need to waste the lives of those compatriots."

"We will fight to the last drop of blood." Gamelin said, "We will not surrender unless you leave the territory of the Tyranid Empire."

"Are you sure you won't surrender?" Bai Qi looked at the Tyran Empire Marshal on the ground in front of him and asked again.

"I will never betray the Terran Empire to which I am loyal." Gamelin shouted.

Bai Qi said no more and waved the sword in his hand.

The opponent's head fell to the ground and rolled on the ground.

The main mission of the Second Expeditionary Force is to go to the earth, rescuing human civilizations along the way or allowing those civilizations to join the empire is just a matter of course.

There are still many suffering people in the galaxy, and there is no need to waste time on those stubborn people.

Bai Qi didn't care what good qualities they had or what influence they had.

If those people block the road, they should be sent to die.

He who surrenders, lives.

The foolish person who stubbornly resists will die.

That’s it, no need to think too much.

Bai Qi walked towards Gamelin's adjutant, Heller.

His sword was still dripping with blood, and arcs of energy crackled on its surface.

"What about you? Let them stop and reduce their sacrifices, or should I kill you and ask the next one."

Heller, who was kneeling on the ground, looked horrified.

The Admiral of the Terran Empire, Gamelin, died like this.

This was inconsistent with Heller's perceived rules of war.

Where is the preferential treatment commander?

How many times have you tried to persuade him to surrender?

"Silence is the answer." Bai Qi raised his sword, ready to chop off Heller's head.

"I surrender."

Heller shouted in horror, he really didn’t want to die.

Achieved today, fifteen thousand five.

Bai Qi was born in a lower-class area and has never had any compassion for life.

Don't think that he will treat virtuous corporals and treat those who appear to be loyal.

Thrawn said that he surrendered quickly, so he could survive, but if a cannon was fired, the families of the defenders of the Folsom system would have to go to the Terran Empire to ask for pensions.