So-Gerrera sat on the throne in the Temple of Unity, enjoying the pleasure that power brought to him. While eating fresh fruit, he said to the shivering secretary next to him: "Let the cleanup work at the ruins of the Central Trade Building
Speed up a little more! Restore traffic as soon as possible!"
"Your Majesty the King, we have mobilized more than 5,000 people to clean up. However, the engineering equipment is insufficient. Many people can only use shovels and pickaxes to dig, which is very inefficient. Hundreds of people have fainted due to overwork...
..." the clerk said softly.
"Then send another 5,000 people there! In short, within today, I will see that ruins cleared out!" Saw Gerrera pulled out a pistol and played with it in his hand, saying coldly, "If we can't do it,
Come on, then go dig some dirt too! Show off your ability to make excuses, and maybe you can dig a little more."
"Yes...yes..." the clerk replied tremblingly, and then ran out as if running away.
"Hahahahahaha! Hahahahahahahaha! Hahahahahahaha! Galactic Republic! Separatism! Hahahahahaha! Jedi... Hahahahahaha!" Saw Gerrera laughed loudly and wildly like crazy.
However, in his madness, his eyes were cold.
The communicator rang, and So Gerrera looked at the name displayed on the communication band, his face instantly turned cold, and he pressed the button.
However, the holographic projection did not appear. Obviously, the other party chose the voice mode, "Do you really think that you will not be punished for what you are doing now? So-Gerrera!"
The corners of Saw Gerrera's mouth turned up slightly and he said: "There is no retribution in this galaxy, only power. I got power and I succeeded. But now everything is still in ruins. Why don't you come and help me? Stella -
Guerrera. I can appoint you as prime minister. Ah...wait a minute, the position of prime minister is now occupied by Noda. He had already thought about it when he was driving a truck, so...how about the deputy prime minister?
"
"You bowed before the Galactic Republic, is this the answer you gave?!" Stella asked sternly.
"What's the difference? Have you ever thought about how much better the result would be if our resistance movement had been successful at that time? The result would be the same. Under the power of the Galactic Republic, we would realize our own power."
So-Gerrera said.
"This is just your ambition! You don't care about the life and death of the people of the entire planet, and you only have your own ambitions and desires in your heart! If a person like you stays in the position of King of Onderon for one more day, it will be a disaster.
A disaster for the people!”
"Did I bring about the disaster? When the Separatists used that THOR to massacre our comrades, wasn't it a disaster? When the Galactic Republic's millions of troops pressed on the border, wasn't it a disaster? You cared about all this in vain
Facts are always just empty talk about ideals! So now the ending of Planet Onderon is something people like you should take a closer look at!" Saw Gerrera jumped up and roared, "You don't understand at all! Planet Onderon, from the beginning
When the time comes, there is no choice!”
"But you still chose to push things to the worst side! Even if you succumb to the feet of the Galactic Republic, you can still do more! Fight for more for the people of Onderon! However, you even do one thing
Nothing has been done!" Stella Guerrera shouted.
"I told you, Stella Onderon has never had a choice. Haven't you discovered that everything is promoted by the Galactic Republic or the Separatism? They will not consider Onderon.
Idea. Because we are just chess pieces." Saw Gerrera stood up, opened his hands and looked at everything around him, "Governor Tarkin doesn't care who becomes the king, he only cares about whether his goal can be
Achieved...If that's the case, then why don't I enjoy it here?"
"You have disappointed me so much, Suo. The ideals and beliefs you once talked about, but in the end you just sat on the throne and enjoyed it? Is this the answer you gave me?" Stella Guerrera's voice was trembling.
.
"I enjoy it because I see it through." Saw Gerrera said, "Besides, I went to Governor Tarkin to fight for this throne myself, so it's justifiable. In a few days, when the Dexon satellite is
After the fall, my documents as king will be formally submitted to the Galactic Republic Parliament for discussion, and the result will not change. I will ascend the throne as king."
He suddenly thought of something and asked, "Ah, by the way, where did you hide the old king Ramses Dundup? I sent people to search for him in his secret residence, but no one was found? You must have robbed him.
Alright?"
"That's right. King Dundup is with me." Stella said coldly, "Many of what I just said are exactly what he wanted to say to you."
"Hahahaha, you are so cunning Stella. I really underestimated you." Saw Gerrera laughed, "I didn't expect you to be the one who hides the deepest. As long as you control King Dundup, Onderon
Those people on the planet will choose you, right? This is really a brilliant move."
"In your eyes, is there nothing else but this throne?" Stella Guerrera said with great sadness.
"Stop teasing me, Stella. Don't I understand you? You also want to be the king! Right? In that case, don't blame me for being rude!" Saw Gerrera said sternly, "You have only one day to do so.
Hand over Dundup! Otherwise, you will be wanted by me all over the world! Not only that, I will also report your matter to the Galactic Republic and make you a wanted criminal in the entire galaxy!"
However, the only answer he received was the sound of electricity, and Stella Guerrera had cut off the communication.
"asshole!
Bastard!
idiot!
idiot!
"So-Gerrera slammed the communicator to the ground, cursed loudly, and then shouted to the outside: "Come here! Come here!
Give me a wanted list for Stella Gerrera! Just say she kidnapped the old king Dundup! Give me a wanted list worldwide! Find her! Now! Now!
"
…
At the same time, a large number of transport ships have begun to assemble in the outer orbit of the Dexon satellite, and the attack is about to begin.
On the fleet flagship, Tarkin's Will, Wilhuff Tarkin, the official governor of the Fourth Army of the Galactic Republic, stood in the center of the bridge with his hands behind his back, staring at the burning planet outside the porthole - Dirksen
satellite.
"No matter what plans the separatists have or what power they hide, this is their last hiding place! And we will completely crush their last hope!" Tarkin raised his hand and shouted loudly, "All the troops!
Get ready for landing! Just like I conquered Onderon, I will plow the Dexon planet to the ground in one day!
"
There was a hint of fanaticism in his eyes.
It's almost there! It's almost there! As long as he captures the Dexon satellite and destroys the Separatist Behemoth-class battlecruiser production line! Then his title as the number one general of the Galactic Republic will be well deserved!
Now that the planet Onderon has been captured, Yinzi City has become an extremely large logistics base. Countless spaceships transport countless supplies, which will be able to support the battle of these millions of troops!
That’s right! Just this step!
Suddenly, an alarm sounded! A controller shouted: "Mr. Governor! A strong energy reaction has been detected! The target... is behind us!"
