Chapter 1442: You are no longer prisoners; you are supplies for the Luoshen Star Alliance

On Iron Tooth Star, in the temporary command post, Sebastian sat on a chair, the holographic screen in front of him still lit.

At this moment, the Communication Device rang.

Selina's voice came from within.

"Chapter Master Sebastian, the Emperor has approved your proposal. The Orc prisoners are to be handled according to the plan: first concentrated and detained, then transported back to the rear in batches.

Establish farms and processing plants on planets with suitable environments; the Fengqi will arrive soon, and the Star Alliance technical department will also send people. The Emperor wants you to accelerate the progress."

Sebastian stood up, his mouth curling into a grin.

"Understood. Please tell the Emperor that the Sons of the People Chapter guarantees the completion of the Task."

The communication cut off.

Sebastian walked out of the temporary command post and stood on the plaza.

The Adjutant walked over.

"Comrade Chapter Master, did the Emperor approve?"

Sebastian said.

"Approved. How far has Jiate's progress come?"

The Adjutant looked at the Data Pad.

"There are still about one-third of the Buluo left to visit. At the current speed, it will take another two days."

Sebastian shook his head.

"Too slow. Notify the First Company to split into several squads, board Thunderhawk Gunships, and go to the Buluo that Jiate has not visited to enforce this. Before, I was afraid the Emperor wouldn't agree, but now there is no need for concern."

"Yes, Comrade Chapter Master."

The Adjutant immediately edited the order.

"First Company, by order of Comrade Chapter Master, split into several squads, board Thunderhawk Gunships, and head to uncontacted Orc Buluo to enforce this. Objective: bring everyone to the assembly point. Those who refuse are to be dealt with on the spot."

A reply came through the Communication Device.

"Received."

Thunderhawk Gunships flew toward the depths of the wilderness one after another.

An Orc Buluo was situated next to a river valley.

The Orcs in the Buluo were preparing dinner, and cooking smoke rose from the gaps in the shacks.

Several cubs were chasing each other in the open space, female Orcs were boiling meat by the fire, and an old Orc sat at the door of a shack picking his teeth.

A roar came from the sky.

The cubs looked up, pointing at the sky and shouting.

The female Orcs also looked up, their expressions changing.

A Thunderhawk Gunship landed in the open space outside the Buluo, the hatch opened, and three Space Marines in red Power Armor walked out.

A group of Orcs rushed out of the Buluo, holding weapons, and stood at the entrance.

"Who are you? What are you here for?"

"The war is over, and the Broken Bone Empire has perished. Everyone, follow me to the assembly point."

"We aren't going! This is our home! Charge! Kill the Two-legged Sheep!"

The three Sons of the People Space Marines raised their Bolters and fired in continuous bursts.

In less than a minute, all the Orcs who had rushed out fell.

Corpses piled up at the entrance of the Buluo, and blood flowed down the slope.

An Orc raised its head, looking at the giant in red Power Armor.

"Go... I'll go..."

"Target Buluo controlled, need Transport Aircraft."

A reply came through the Communication Device.

"Transport Aircraft are already on the way."

Two and a half days later.

All Orc Buluo on Iron Tooth Star had been cleared, and the prisoner camps were packed with Orcs.

Sebastian looked at the report, and the Adjutant reported from the side.

"Comrade Chapter Master, the Orcs on Iron Tooth Star have all been concentrated."

Sebastian said.

"Notify the transport fleet to move them in batches. The Emperor said to build farms for long-term supply. We must build farms and processing plants on several nearby planets with environments that are not too harsh."

The Adjutant nodded.

"Are those planets the destination for the transport fleet?"

Sebastian said.

"Yes, send them there first; once the farms are built, they will go straight in."

"Understood."

The Adjutant stood at attention, turned, and left.

Sebastian pressed the Communication Device.

"Jiate, come here for a moment."

A few minutes later, Jiate walked out of the prisoner camp and stood before Sebastian.

"Jiate, your Task is complete."

Jiate lowered his head.

"Lord Chapter Master, where will those Orcs be sent?"

Sebastian said.

"Regarding the nearby planets, the Emperor has decided to transfer you to other planets."

Jiate asked.

"What kind of planets?"

Sebastian said.

"The environment is not too harsh; you will live, work, and reproduce there."

"Work?"

Sebastian said.

"Yes, work. You are no longer prisoners; you are Assets of the Xiuluo Holy Star Alliance. The purpose of your existence is to burn everything away for the Human."

Jiate asked with trembling lips.

"We... are we livestock? But we have already cooperated!"

Sebastian looked at him.

"Yes, you are livestock. As the Emperor's Asset, isn't it only natural to cooperate with the Emperor's will? The Emperor's mercy is letting you live. How you treated the Human back then, now, it is your turn."

Jiate was stunned, unable to calm down for a long time.

"Adjutant, notify all units to prepare for evacuation. Iron Tooth Star is to be abandoned."

The Adjutant stood at attention.

"Yes, Comrade Regiment Commander."

On the Bridge of the "Lieyang," Sebastian, having returned to the flagship, had the transport ships head toward their respective assigned planets according to the established directions.

Transport ships flew toward the nearby planets one after another.

The Emperor's will was to establish farms and cannery factories on those planets.

The Fengqi would arrive soon, and the Star Alliance technicians would also arrive soon.

The Adjutant walked over.

"Comrade Regiment Commander, the last batch of transport ships has departed."

Sebastian nodded.

"Notify the fleet to prepare for the return voyage; in this battle, we have washed away the past shame of Human Civilization."

"Yes."

On the other side, Jiate sat in the cabin of the transport ship, looking at the starry sky outside through the porthole.

He did not know where this ship was flying to, nor did he know what awaited him.

Knowing the truth, he no longer knew what his own end would be.

He had originally thought that surviving would mean there was hope, but what was hope? He did not know.

Perhaps, living itself is hope.

Perhaps, living itself is despair.

Jiate closed his eyes and leaned against the cabin wall.