Chapter 58

According to the plan formulated by the Administrator, this will be the easiest battle.

——The Foundation's fleet is all gathered together, with sufficient ammunition and high morale of soldiers; there is no reason not to win.

He recalled the Administrator's pure black eyes, and the look that could still see through people's hearts and thoughts across a lens:

"The full command of this battle is handed over to you, win it perfectly."

"Besides that, I have only one requirement."

"Give 'The Unclean' the most rapid death, do not torture them."

The short memory ended, and the Legion Commander opened his eyes.

Although.

The Legion Commander did not know what the Administrator meant by "give 'The Unclean' the most rapid death".

But he knew that for the Administrator's orders, one only needed to obey.

Thus, he said to the captain beside him:

"Act according to the plan."

"First is sufficient artillery preparation, then atmospheric transport ships, and finally those demigods who want to kill the enemy."

"Except for necessary research samples, leave no 'Unclean'!"

Ammunition is not refreshed out of thin air, and "Blackwood's Tears" are not unlimited.

How to reduce ammunition consumption without casualties as much as possible has become a difficult problem for the supreme commanders to weigh.

After the captain saluted the Legion Commander, he walked to the side.

He picked up the communicator and ordered:

"Everyone, take your battle stations!"

His voice echoed in the broadcast, like a clanging war drum.

As the order was issued, combat personnel took their places.

Ordinary soldiers checked their ammunition and the airtightness of their exoskeletons for the last time.

The Astartes put on their helmets, expressionless, and entered the drop pods.

"First, Second, Third Legion, artillery preparation, one base unit of ammunition."

"Fire!"

The captain gave the order, and tens of thousands of starships turned their muzzles at the same time, aiming at the white turbid flow still flowing on the planet.

Immediately, the energy pipelines hummed.

The current passed through the coil, forming an electromagnetic field, pushing the huge shells.

Each shell immediately pulled out a series of afterimages, spraying out from the warship, breaking through the starry sky, and heading straight for the target planet.

Under the cover of artillery fire, the surface of the target planet erupted with a hot radiance, instantly igniting a sea of fire.

When the orbital bombardment ended, transport ships flew towards the planet's surface.

They carried land cruisers and a small number of tanks inside.

After landing, the land cruisers slowly drove out of the transport ships.

The huge muzzles continued to spray ammunition at "The Unclean", dissolving them and granting them death.

Not long after, the ground situation was basically under control.

Orbital drop pods slid down from the main ships one after another.

Beams of crimson light penetrated the atmosphere and reached the planet's surface.

The hatch opened, and the hot whirlwind blew their armor.

However, when they saw the true face of "The Unclean", the expressions of all the Astartes changed!

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It was an indescribable tragedy:

The huge "Unclean" were nowhere to be found;

Replacing them were hundreds of men, women, and children, all of whom lay in the sea of fire as if they had just been born, already dead;

A look of relief appeared on their faces.

This scene stung every warrior who witnessed it.

"Damn false god!"

"Damn 'God's Tears'!"

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"Damn, the false god's approach is really disgusting. It's not enough to transform people into monsters, and after the monsters die, the victims have to be exploded on the spot... it's just short of mocking them directly in the face."

"Too classic enemy-self origin, 'SCP-008' zombie virus is better; once changed, you can't change back, and there's no moral risk in killing them, and your heart won't feel tormented."

"A bit like our Luofu Luofu Xianzhou people falling into Mara-Struck, but 'The Unclean' can turn back into humans, while those who completely fall into Mara-Struck are basically hopeless."

"I understand the Administrator's intention now; killing 'The Unclean' as quickly as possible is indeed a kindness to all victims. I hope the big guys don't have any psychological shadows."

"Relax, look at the gold nails next to the eyebrows of those big guys; I estimate that every one of them is an elite veteran who has fought for hundreds of years, and they won't be soft-hearted when they really start."

"A new question, do the humans inside 'The Unclean' still have self-awareness? Do they know what 'The Unclean' is doing?"

"……"

In the barrage.

The audience focused on this topic, constantly expressing their views, trying to find an optimal solution.

Meanwhile.

Luofu Luofu Xianzhou "Luofu", General's Mansion.

A game of 11 chess was in progress.

Jing Jing Yuan held the yellow pieces; Seeing Seeing Yanqing held the blue pieces.

At this time, the game had reached the endgame, and every move required long calculation and game theory.

Otherwise, a careless move would lead to a total loss.

Seeing Seeing Seeing Yanqing still thinking, Jing Jing Yuan couldn't help but yawn.

In his fluffy hair, there were sparrows hiding, playing in between.

Taking advantage of his disciple still thinking, he turned his gaze to watch the Foundation's live broadcast.

Undoubtedly, this Great Crusade encountered an unavoidable problem at the very beginning.

——The definition of "The Unclean".

This is the most fundamental issue of stance.

This concerns how the Foundation's fleet will treat "The Unclean" next.

Treating "The Unclean", is it just killing without burying?

Or is it to provide possible assistance to the victims who have returned to their original state.

If you save them, do you save them on the battlefield? What is the priority?

This is on the battlefield; saving the wounded is already a difficult task, not to mention having to face "The Unclean" whose numbers are no less than one's own.

And "The Unclean" may swallow them again at any time, turning them into a part of themselves!

In addition, there is a material problem that is easily overlooked.

"The Unclean" corrupted an entire planet, turning it into a "Withered Land" where nothing grows.

Wanting to restore ecology and let the indigenous people achieve self-sufficiency again is a fantasy.

It is possible for the Foundation to give blood to a world for a short time, but there are so many worlds invaded by the false god; do you want to exhaust all the Foundation's materials to support thousands, or even tens of thousands of parallel worlds?

This is obviously even more unrealistic.

One problem after another is superimposed and connected, testing the wisdom of decision-makers and torturing their hearts.

Suddenly, Jing Jing Yuan was full of interest in how the Foundation would choose.

At the same time, he asked himself this question again.

If it were him, how would he choose.

If there were no relatives or friends of his own, no Luofu Luofu Xianzhou people, among "The Unclean", how would he choose?

If among the sentient beings who became "The Unclean", there was the one he loved most?

At that time, could the finger on the trigger still be pulled? ===== CHAPTER 112 =====