Chapter 892: Liberating Longyou Shuangzixing (2)

Longyou Shuangzixing, Mi-You Star, Liuli City, "Tianqiong Zhiyi" Manor in the Shangcengqu.

Just a short while ago, a small salon gathering was being held here, with several nobles and wealthy merchants elegantly holding wine glasses, discussing the recently suppressed riot in the Lower District.

"Hmph, a bunch of ungrateful mining dregs; they should have been purged with iron-blooded means long ago."

"City Lord Huolakesi's response was quite swift this time; although the commotion was a bit large, at least he didn't let that stench affect us here."

"It's just a pity for production; I heard the Refinery stopped work for several hours. How many Bode Coins must that have cost..."

Their discussion was interrupted by the sudden sound of drop pods impacting outside the window and intense crossfire.

"What is the situation?"

"Turn on the surveillance system; let us know exactly how things are progressing."

When the footage arrived showing the "Greyhound" troops and even the Special Envoy's personal guards, the "Shadows," being crushed by those red giants, these nobles were completely stunned.

"What... what is that thing?!"

"Is it a new type of war mech from the Canaan Star Alliance?"

"No! Their insignia has never been seen before!"

"Where is our army? Where is the Orbital Fleet? Why is no one stopping them?!"

The noblewomen screamed, and the gentlemen, faces pale, contacted their respective personal bodyguards or mercenaries.

The owner of the manor, Aolusi, the Patriarch of an ancient family that had operated mining trades on Longyou Shuangzixing for generations, still maintained a shred of composure.

He gave an order into the Communication Device.

"Immediately activate the manor's highest defense level! All security personnel to their positions! Prepare my private Shuttle!"

"Master! The defense system has been paralyzed by an unknown signal!"

"Security squad has lost contact!"

"Intense fighting has broken out in the spaceport area! The Shuttle passage has been blocked!"

"Those red giants... they are advancing toward the Shangcengqu!"

Aolusi's last shred of hope was shattered.

These unknown invaders were not only powerful but also had a clear goal: to occupy the entire Liuli City!

"Surrender! Quickly! Anything that signifies surrender, put it out!"

Aolusi realized the situation and shouted at the butler.

When Tailakesi, a scout belonging to the 10th Company of the Blood Angels, and his squad pushed open the ornate gates of the "Tianqiong Zhiyi" manor in tactical formation, what they saw was a comical scene.

A group of gorgeously dressed nobles and wealthy merchants were currently shivering as they gathered in the hall, while several servants scrambled to tie several expensive white silk tablecloths to a decorative Spear, raising it as a white flag.

"Don't... don't shoot! We surrender! We surrender unconditionally!"

Aolusi was pushed forward as the representative, summoned his courage, and shouted in a trembling voice, the smile squeezed onto his face looking worse than crying.

"Welcome... welcome, great conquerors! Liuli City... no, the entire Mi-You Star, is willing to submit to your power!"

Tailakesi scanned the hall, his face behind the tactical visor devoid of any expression.

These parasites under the rule of Heretics—their obedience was worthless, born only of fear of power.

"Everyone, stay where you are. Hand over all weapons. Cooperate with the inspection."

Tailakesi's cold voice came through the helmet amplifier.

The nobles hurriedly expressed their cooperation, scrambling to throw things on their persons that might be considered weapons onto the ground, including some ornate ceremonial swords and even gem-encrusted daggers.

Similar scenes were playing out in various manors and mansions across the Shangcengqu of Liuli City.

When they realized that desperate resistance was a dead end, these refined egoists chose to surrender without hesitation, attempting to trade obedience and wealth for a chance at survival.

When the Blood Angels fully controlled Liuli City, and that golden giant named Sanguinius announced "liberation" and the occupation by the "Xiuluo Holy Star Alliance" via a global broadcast, he specifically emphasized the need to "liquidate the oppressors."

Liquidate the oppressors?!

"He... what did he say? Liquidate?!"

Aolusi was confined in his own study; after hearing the broadcast, the crystal wine glass in his hand fell to the floor with a *clatter* and shattered into pieces.

"Father! What do we do?! Didn't they say it would be fine if we just surrendered?!"

Aolusi glanced at his idiot son and said impatiently.

"Fool! Haven't you understood yet? They aren't here to replace us with a new tax-collecting master! They are here to completely overthrow us! Liquidate! Just like how we cleared out those disobedient mining dregs back then!"

Immediately, Aolusi whispered an order to his trusted butler.

"Quick! Destroy all sensitive documents immediately! Especially the records regarding mining area mortality rates, ration deductions, and... and the transactions with the Liquidators!"

"But Master, the red warriors are right outside..."

"Find a way! Secret passages! Burn them! Swallow them! In any case, do not leave any evidence behind!"

"Contact our people in the Lower District black market! Get some civilian clothes and identification documents immediately! They must be old! Used!"

"But Master, our accounts and Assets..."

"What time do you think it is to worry about accounts! Survive first! Only by surviving will there be a chance!"

"There is an emergency passage under my private art gallery; perhaps it hasn't been discovered by those red warriors yet..."

"Share the coordinates immediately! Everyone, let's go!"

These nobles and wealthy men who once threw their weight around were now pulling out all the stops to stay alive.

A noblewoman stuffed her gorgeous jewelry into a tattered cloth bag while crying to her maid.

"I said long ago that we should be nicer to those people below... it was all Huolakesi and that goddamn Special Envoy who pushed us too far..."

A young noble scion roared furiously at the black market merchant on the other end of the Communication Device.

"100,000 Bode Coins! Just to buy one identification document! It must be one that can pass genetic scan verification! What? You can't do it? Do you know who I am?!... Hello? Hello?!"

The other party had long since hung up the communication.