"So you're starting a rebellion? That's what you're trying to do when you approach me and give me some 'sweetness'? ”

In the office of the Outer Space Defense Zone Headquarters of the Garrison of Hope City, Major Steve Tfrey glared at Becca, a woman in white, who was sitting at his desk.

He's already aware of what the rebels are doing in Hope, who have blown up several of the Conqueror's Sequence's liaison stations on the planet and have invaded the city's energy hub.

They did not divide their forces because they were outnumbered, but chose a strategy of focusing on attack.

Originally, with the size of Hope's garrison and response mode, such a focused raid could have been easily repulsed and neutralized, but the appearance and hijacking of Mason Cooper's unexpected variable at the World Congress venue attracted most of the military power, which led to the current disastrous consequences.

The city's energy hub has fallen into the hands of the rebels, and the defection of the Twelfth Sequence Conqueror has also caused a huge hole in the response system, if even the outer space defense department led by Major Tefrey falls into their hands, the entire Hope Star will be completely cut off from the outside world, which means that the entire planet will be locked down, and this internal rebellion will soon be burned around the world without external support.

In an important position, he felt like he was being tricked.

And the heroine in front of him, who has maintained a fairly close abnormal relationship with him for a period of time in the past, is the most direct culprit.

Major Tfrey clutches a short assault rifle with a peculiar shape, the muzzle of which flashes with a blue point of neutron beam, a weapon specially developed for superhumans, even as strong as Wonder Woman, it hurts a lot.

But in the face of an angry and restless Steve Tfrey, Becca did not step forward to attack, and did not even draw his Apocalypse sword.

She stood there in her classic attire, reaching down and taking off her helmet, letting her long red hair fall over her shoulders.

She said:

"A day ago, this operation could have been called a rebellion, but now, after Mason Cooper has joined us and taken the lead, I feel like you should have a new definition of what we do.

Steve, it's called liberation!

The appearance of the man in the garb of miracles means that the power of the neo-utopian organization has reached the core of the council system, and his declaration to the envoys of the garden world means that the strongest and most determined support and existence of the council is about to be dismantled.

I can understand that you are a soldier and must be loyal to your position, but you might as well use your clever brain to wonder if the garden worlds that have seen the successes of the other side and the failure of the Council cause them to waver as you are? ”

Lady Becca shook her head, she took off the black sword behind her back and put it on the table, spread her hands and said to the Council Major who was gritting her teeth in front of her:

"I'm not going to talk to you about the dirty things the Council does in all planes, and I know that you, like me, accepted the Council's invitation to join their army in order to ensure the existence of our homeland.

It turns out that you are a good soldier and can stand out anywhere, and I admit that I approached you on the orders of the rebel commander, but that doesn't mean I'm lying to you.

I think even without my factor, you should have made the right judgment in this situation. ”

"Correct?"

Major Tfrey sneered and said:

"You want me to give up my duties and honor as a soldier and be a traitor like you?"

"No, I'm talking about your heart."

Becca shrugged her shoulders and pointed to her abundant chest, and she said:

"Why did you join them?

That's your heart, and you should have an answer, and you should be able to make a judgment based on your intellect between the power that the Council has given you and the long-term peace and stability of your homeland.

Of course, if you don't come to your senses, I'll have to be ruthless.

That's not something that makes me happy."

Speaking of which, Becca touched the ring she had been wearing on her finger to represent marriage, it was not a tradition of the New Gods, but a kind of memorial to the past that she had made for herself after integrating into human society, and also reminded herself not to forget her poor husband who died at the wedding.

But at this moment, the perverse Wonder Woman glanced at Major Tfrey, and under the latter's surprised gaze, she took off the ring on her finger and put it in her bag.

She moved her fingers, changed the languid and strong tone of voice when the two of them were in private together, and said:

"Did you finish what you said last time?"

"Huh?"

The major was stunned for a moment, not quite understanding what Becca meant, such a sluggish reaction made the woman very unhappy, took off her shoes and smashed them, and scolded like a tigress:

"Didn't you say you wanted to go on a date? Have you chosen a location? Do you want someone as busy as me to waste time choosing restaurants and hotels? ”

"Oh, I've chosen the best restaurant in the area, I spent two months' salary on it and no one will bother us."

The major scratched his head, put down the gun in his hand, he glanced at Beka, who was smiling coquettishly, coughed again, and emphasized:

"I didn't defect because of my beauty! You're right, I have to be clear about my heart, and the future of my hometown is something worth protecting. ”

"Ah, yes, yes, you are a hero of your hometown, and everyone will remember that your choices today have brought them a bright future."

Ms. Becca said very perfunctorily, with a gesture of "I don't want to quarrel with you, so it's good if you're happy".

But the decision was done, and Major Tfrey wasted no more time in getting angry, and walked quickly to the communication device in his office to open the outer space defenses of this world with his own authority.

He said:

"The sixth sequence is preparing for an orbital parasalving, that's your guys?"

"Partner, it's still the kind of ill-intentioned."

Becca said coldly:

Luthor didn't trust them, but Mason said it didn't matter, let them in, the mysterious man should have the means to counterbalance them.

Leave them alone, mainly the other Conqueror sequences, and not allow them to participate in the liberation of the Hope Star. ”

"Of course not, that would cause unnecessary casualties."

Tefrey quickly sent friend or foe identification signals to several outer space defense weapon base stations in the world, and changed the anti-aircraft fire identification signals around Hope City.

As a result, the rebels received pretty good firepower, and Steve Tfrey could do more than that.

"The Skynet mothership has departed from their home port in the past time period and is applying for space-time docking."

The blonde major glanced back at Ms. Becca and stretched out his hand to send a signal refusing to dock, blocking the possibility of the Skynet Legion's main body intervening in this world that could travel through time.

This action made Becca very satisfied.

She knew that her work was over, so she stepped forward to give her little milk dog a little "reward".

This woman's private style is really bold, if it is seen by other Diana Princes, she will definitely be beaten up, and maybe by those loyal, conservative and powerful Wonder Woman.

However, just as the two were kissing in the midst of the battle and were about to pick up their guns, the door to the office was suddenly pushed open, and a female ensign with a pistol rushed into the office and reported:

"Following your previous instructions, Major, we have detected that the Second Conqueror Sequence is entering the airspace! There are extremely large numbers, the Iron Tyrant's Warframe Legion is almost all impulsive, we have detected hundreds of thousands of Warframe signals, and the anti-aircraft fire estimate is not enough. Uh, sorry, I didn't come at the right time, I didn't see anything! ”

The female ensign, who had been controlled by Mason with a golden apple but was already awake, covered her eyes and withdrew, and the atmosphere in the office immediately became awkward.

"Huh?"

Becca, the woman in white, narrowed her eyes, she pushed the panicked Tefrey away, pulled up her own waist and glared at him, scolding:

"Explain to me, what do you mean by 'your previous instructions'? So, before I came, you made a decision that you would help the rebels and were already monitoring the enemy forces?

What does that play just now mean?

Did you do it on purpose? ”

"Huh"

Major Steve Tuffrey, whose face was as earthy as the color, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, he looked at Becca with fire-breathing eyes in front of him, and said with considerable embarrassment:

"It's just. Just kidding, the envoy of our hometown has already secretly contacted me and asked me to support you in the name of my hometown.

There was also a small rebellion among my subordinates, and my most trusted lieutenant lieutenant almost held me hostage.

But I think the most important question right now is how to deal with the second series of Conqueror Warframes. Yes! Don't hit your head, if you tap it, you'll be killed! ”

——

"Doctor, the message of rebellion sent by the Hope Star is an automatic response mechanism, according to the provisions of the Conqueror Sequence, we should immediately leave for the Council Headquarters Planet to intervene in the war."

In the command bay of the Conqueror's 10th Sequence Mothership, the flagship of the True Halo, Dr. Halsey, who had just finished an experiment and was resting, received information from the Fleet's Communications Department.

The short-haired old aunt just pretended not to hear it, and said slowly while stirring the sugar cubes in the coffee cup in her hand:

"We had an agreement with the Council when the Tenth Sequence was established that the entire fleet and all of the Spartan Space Marines would not participate in the Council's external expansion.

We have only one mission, and that is to do everything we can to protect the garden world in dangerous situations.

This is the logic of action that overrides all instructions at the level of operational authority, and just now we received new information from the envoys of the Garden World.

A fifth shock is likely to occur within four days.

So, please send a reply to Hope HQ for me and the Tenth Series, we have entered the shock defense phase, and the Tenth Fleet must begin cruising in the Garden World.

We don't have the time or strength to go to their aid.

Although it's a pity.

But if this is the duty, I can only wish them a lot of blessings. ”

Such a direct answer made several female Spartan warriors in the ship's communications department stunned, although it is the duty of these interstellar transformation warriors to obey orders, they also have their own thoughts.

So the head of the communications department asked with some hesitation:

"Such a reply would be the equivalent of a complete break with the Council of the Tenth Order, Doctor, would you like to draft a gentler and more tactful answer?"

"No, don't change a word, just send it like that. It seems cold as a reply, of course, but as a letter of resignation from the Tenth Fleet to the Council, it is very appropriate. ”

Dr. Halsey sipped her coffee with several pieces of sugar in her mouth, got up and walked to the porthole of the cockpit, looking out at the Spartan fleet home port in the sea of stars ahead.

A third of the combat forces of the Tenth Fleet were docked there.

Although still weak compared to the fleets in her homeland, it means that she and her children have built up a force here to protect themselves.

"You are vagrants born after the Trek, children."

The doctor calmly looked at the starry sky outside the porthole, even though she had lived here for more than ten years, this sea of stars was still unfamiliar to her, and she said to the Spartan female soldiers in her correspondence:

"You are the 'seeds' that we have carefully selected in this strange land, and I told you when you were 'born' that one day, my children and I will leave here and return to our homeland to rejoin our wars.

And you guys.

You have to stay in your homeland and continue your life.

I can feel that the time for me and my children to go home is just around the corner, and I have to start thinking about your situation and future plans after we leave.

Hopefully, the Council will not be a force that will survive for long.

It's worse than any interstellar organization I've ever seen, like an upstart with no background, no idea of unity within itself, just ruling the stars by violence, and its existence is based on plunder and destruction, in which you are destined to be used only as a weapon of war.

But that's not what I want to see, so I'll make that decision for you.

Especially after we have witnessed the implementation and execution of the plans of the new utopia, you will be better off in the other camp, and your strength and wisdom can be used for more correct causes.

This is also my last gift to you.

The children.

Tear off your epaulettes!

From now on, the Halo Fleet is separated from the Council of Hope, and we will continue our mission to protect hundreds of garden worlds until the next cosmic epoch.

And you will also become the heroes of the new era, just like your predecessors in another starry sky, proudly and freely waving your wings in the sea of stars. ”

There was silence in the communication, and after a few seconds, the Spartan soldier replied in a deep voice:

"Yes, Doctor! Also, we can't let you go back to the dangerous starry sky alone, you are not only the mother of the Spartan Space Marines, you are also our mother.

We will return with you to a land that is not ours and help you achieve peace, just as we have done here, we are Spartan vagrants, and we have a perfect will that shines like the sun like them! ”

In the face of this firm and heart-warming answer, the old aunt took a sip of coffee with a blank face, and then, with a smile, said:

"Whatever you want."

At the same time, in the sea of stars in some plane farther away, in a world that is not Earth but is still closely connected to the Council, the towering ancient temple is covered in blood and traces of fierce battles.

In the hallowed halls of the Ancient Temple, where the Iron-Blooded Civilization was regarded as the place of origin, an Ancient Iron-Blooded Elder crawled through the ground with difficulty.

Its arms have been torn open, and behind it, a terrifying monster with the dual characteristics of a Predator and an Xenomorph is tearing apart the equally ferocious Predator.

It was a despicable sneak attack by a shameless degenerate, but following the ancient rules of the Iron Blooded Clan, where victory was determined not by numbers but by prowes.

In front of the defeated Ancient Iron-Blooded Elder, the Fallen Gollum was wielding her hot-melted sword, and her body was covered in wounds, and it was clear that this battle was not easy for her.

But instead of stepping forward to mend the knife, she let the elder who had given her the order to be wanted and hunted down struggle in agony.

She turned around and limped towards the communication device that had been ringing in the temple, and at the moment of connection, a light curtain was opened, announcing the news of the rebellion of Hope in iron-blooded words, and ordering the Eighth Sequence to set sail immediately to support the battlefield.

Gollum sneered at this request, swung his sword and destroyed the communication device in front of him, then reflexively returned and kicked the hunting spear that the elder had picked up, grabbed its armor collar and lifted it up.

With a bang, the Council Conqueror insignia from the Ancient Elder's armor was torn off, and it was tossed to the ground in bleeding and trampled into the cracks in the stone by Gollum.

She lifted the Elder's heavy helmet, revealing a face that seemed to the Predator to be drooping, but rather as sharp as her youth.

(You can continue to hunt me down, I don't care, I'm fallen and out of glory, but I don't resist the future and even look forward to the beginning of a new era.)

Dying in one of the hunts may be my final end, and it will also serve as a reminder for future generations to respect sacred traditions.

But you listen to me! Ancient Elders!

Starting today, the Predators are no longer lackeys of the Council of Hope!

Don't get involved in anything related to them, call all the Rangers to stay on their home planet, and wait until the next epoch arrives to resume their activities!

This is my last chance for my people.

They're going to be finished!

But we have to continue to survive, abandon the darkness and turn to the light, or kill ourselves, and if you choose the latter, you will have to face my wrath. ）”

(End of chapter)