Yuri Orlov did not go with Elder Dole. What happened to Vitali just now made his mood fall to the bottom. He was just walking aimlessly accompanied by some B-1 robots.
Bullets and assault rifles, used and unused, were scattered all over the ground, like garbage. You could step on several guns with just one step.
The remaining technical movement members were still rescuing the injured. Although corpses were scattered everywhere, they were still enthusiastic. When they saw Yuri walking by, they all smiled and greeted him.
"Hello Mr. Santa Claus!"
"Thank you Santa!"
"You gave us a wonderful future... Mr. Santa Claus."
Yuri smiled stiffly as he walked towards the battlefield.
On the other side of the battlefield, the corpses of Presbyterian soldiers were piled up like a mountain 50 meters away from the front of the technical movement front, almost forming a wall of corpses. These soldiers are not brave. In fact, they can only hold on until they suffer 50% casualties.
The collapse was already a military miracle.
But the technological gap is insurmountable...
On the technical movement side, there are also a large number of corpses lying on the ground. Preliminary estimates indicate that there are 78,000 casualties. The wounded who have not had time to deal with are still groaning in the pile of corpses, and the smell of blood mixed with the smell of gunpowder smoke is coming to your nostrils...
Yuri saw that the peasant woman who ran back to ask for the second weapon also fell to the ground. There was a long feather arrow stuck in her chest, pierced from the back of her heart, and blood was flowing all over the ground. Her eyes were round.
Staring with a painful expression, being shot by a bow and arrow is definitely a painful process, because it will make people die slowly in pain.
Yuri sighed, knelt down and helped her close her eyes, and said softly: "Thank you for ing..."
He didn't say anything like Rest in Peace, because he knew that such people would not be able to go to heaven, including himself...
Then he stood up, his eyes became firmer, and he said to the T-800 bodyguard next to him: "Prepare a hoverbike, let's go to Tecalf City. I should grab this fruit of victory with my own hands!"
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Two days later, the Presbyterian Hall in Tekaf City, the capital of the planet Seriya.
This solemn stone dome hall has been the meeting place of the Council of Elders, the highest authority on the entire planet Seria, for tens of thousands of years.
But now, the Presbyterian Hall is surrounded by a chilling atmosphere!
Tens of thousands of technology movement fanatics surrounded the Presbyterian Hall on three floors and three floors outside. They held up the holographic projections and LED slogans in their hands and shouted the name of Elder Dole crazily.
Some of the fanatics were still stained with blood, which was left from the previous battle.
The Presbyterian Guards held on to the last line of defense. Although they were wearing full body armor and holding heavy swords and large shields, they were still trembling and did not dare to take a step forward.
The news has spread that the long black steel sticks in the hands of these mobs can easily crush them like insects!
Elder Dole Femi Bonmi got off the LAV and walked to the door of the presbytery hall. The guards raised their heavy swords with trembling hands to prevent him from approaching. However, Elder Dole had experienced the previous battle and he was already heroic.
soaring!
He directly pushed the heavy sword out of the hands of the guard soldiers with his hand, and then walked into the hall alone!
In the hall, 15 elders were sitting on a high platform more than 3 meters high, looking down at Elder Dole in the middle of the rotunda, but no one spoke.
Elder Dole pointed to the 16th high platform on the platform and said: "This position originally belonged to me. But... now I am ashamed to sit on it and to be with you! You can't see the process of civilization development, you can't see
The Milky Way is constantly changing! All you see is the position under your butts! Because you know better than anyone else that once changes occur, this position may not continue to belong to you!!"
"Nonsense!! We ban the development of science and technology so that our people can live a better life! You have also seen those industrially polluted cities from the Galactic Republic! The black clouds in the sky, the pungent air, the smelly river water,
Do you want this? There is no one on the so-called developed planets in the Republic who is not flocking to the pure natural environment!" an elder yelled angrily.
"The development of civilization lies in exploration, exploring the mysteries of nature, and exploring the mysteries of the universe. When we know more, we will naturally develop better. But, why do you deprive us of the right to explore as a civilization?"
Elder Dole came prepared and talked eloquently, "What's more, don't talk about it with those information about steam civilization and coal industry. The Galactic Republic is developed and powerful enough. As long as we join the Republic, we will not
It needs to go through these stages that are extremely damaging to nature, but will directly enter civilized society."
"You...are talking nonsense!"
Elder Dole continued: "Do you know about nuclear fusion? Forget it, you probably don't know either. Nuclear fusion can easily provide energy for the entire planet, and the reaction waste produced is just water, or in other words, this is not even waste.
.Clean, and powerful...The bright future is already in front of you, but you actually refuse this change for your own selfishness? Ignorance!!"
"In the final analysis, this is just for you to sit in the position of the great elder! Any bright future is just a high-sounding excuse!!" the current great elder said sternly.
Elder Dole sneered, "In order to shoulder the important task of leading the advancement of the planet Seria, I have no obligation to do so."
He was so straightforward that the elders were in an uproar.
But Elder Dole continued: "But I am not here for this. I am willing to hand over the position of great elder to my son. He is enlightened and wise enough to be qualified for this position. And I am willing to go to the Galactic Republic.
, join the Council of the Republic and seek the welfare of our planet on another occasion!”
"This is your wolfish ambition! You are...this is usurping power!!!" The great elder was furious. He stood up and pointed at Dole's nose and cursed.
"Can you stop it?" Elder Dole glanced at him sideways and asked calmly.
The great elder's face suddenly turned livid. He was trembling all over and pointed at Dole, but he couldn't say a word, so he had to sit down slumped.
"Then, since there is no other objection, let's start the nominal election. The only candidate for the great elder is my son..." Dole was satisfied and was about to declare his victory.
However, a loud voice came from the door.
"I object!!"
With a bang, the door of the heavy Presbyterian Hall was pushed open, and a tall figure walked in.
Astonishingly...
One of the Twelve Supreme Council of the Jedi Order, Therian, Ki-Adi-Mundi!