A bloodbath

"Ah!"

"Hold on, I'll stop the bleeding first!"

"Here's another one, help!"

The battle, although not yet over, was already finished for Jacob, especially knowing that the remaining peacekeepers were being eliminated by the Hovercrafts while being observed by the intelligent assistant.

"Jacob, come here to treat your wound!" Finnick shouted upon learning that he was injured.

"Alright..." Jacob looked at the battlefield in flames and how the corpses were being moved as he made his way to the place where they would treat his wound.

Don't misunderstand, it's not that he's ahead of the others in being treated, but he wouldn't stay in this place for long. If a wound is not treated, it can get infected and cause a lot of problems later on.

"District 13 has sent more weapons and soldiers, now we are over five hundred who can fight in optimal conditions." Johanna said as she sat next to Jacob.

She watched as Jacob's wound was closed, and he didn't make any expression at all, which surprised her. She had doubted from the beginning to reach this point, but seeing how they have liberated District 11, she has no regrets.

"We will send a large number of people to District 13, but the rest will be sent to District 12, and some will stay here in strategic points to defend this place." Jacob said, analyzing the situation around them and what could happen.

Now, after resting and eating something, everyone had to head to District 4 for its liberation and then evacuation. There was nothing in District 4 that would serve Jacob for the future of this war, so he would reach that district and then move on to District 3. As for District 5, along with 11, they are the most protected since they are actually the most important for the Capitol.

Considering that District 10 also provides food to the Capitol, it is the next option to invade. Much faster and simpler, a district that was ordered to remain meek and without any signs of rebellion from day one.

Jacob, who was receiving a bandage on his injured arm, suddenly had an idea and looked at Finnick: "Hey, I want you to gather blood, as much as you can gather, regardless of whether it's from corpses or animals, I want buckets full of blood."

"Blood?" Finnick was taken by surprise.

"Yes, I have a pretty good idea that will fill everyone who goes into the fight with courage, something that would even scare President Snow."

Jacob's words were heard by several people around, who had the idea of gathering animal blood since it was much easier and less shocking.

"After gathering the blood, gather everyone carrying weapons in the main square, and the children and young people must be evacuated in the meantime."

"Yes..." Johanna nodded with a hint of disbelief.

...

The main square of District 11 was a scene of contrasts. Where statues and symbols of the Capitol's power once stood, now there was an air of rebellion and hope. The traces of the fight were still visible, with scattered debris and burn marks on the surrounding buildings.

In the center of the square stood an improvised podium from which Jacob, the undisputed leader of this uprising, would address the anxious masses gathered around. The faces of the rebels reflected determination and courage, as they were willing to follow Jacob to death in their quest for freedom and justice.

Silence enveloped the square, only interrupted by the wind whispering through the rubble and the accelerated heartbeats of the rebel souls. All eyes were directed at the podium, expectant and filled with hope.

Finally, Jacob appeared on the podium, his figure upright and his intense gaze conveying an aura of indomitable leadership. His clothes were stained with dust and blood, marking the sacrifices he had made alongside his people to reach this crucial moment.

Four hundred people, and many more in the surroundings, joined in reverent silence as Jacob took the microphone. His voice, strong and resolute, resonated in every corner of the square.

"My brothers and sisters of District 11, today we stand here, gathered in this square, to boldly and confidently affirm that the Capitol's final days are numbered. We have endured oppression, exploitation, and suffering for far too long, but now is the time to rise up and reclaim our freedom."

"Look around you, contemplate the scars that the Capitol has left in our district. These marks of injustice and pain have strengthened us, and today, in this historic moment, we are ready to shake the foundations of their dominion."

"Each one of us carries in our hearts the accumulated rage of years, the thirst for justice that has grown in our souls. It is time to show the Capitol what we are capable of. I promise you that they will suffer the consequences of their actions, that they will pay for their crimes against our people."

"These buckets you see here, filled with blood, are a warning, a clear and forceful message to all of Panem. They will be bathed in the blood of the enemy, the blood of those who have tormented and oppressed us for so long. Every drop that falls on this land will be a reminder of our strength and will."

"Today we dress in the white and gleaming uniforms of the peacekeepers we have eliminated. These uniforms, symbols of their power and dominance, are now stained with the blood of tyranny. We will walk the streets of Panem with pride, showing the world that we are not afraid to confront our oppressors."

As Jacob delivered this speech, women began to stain the rebels' uniforms with blood, filling every corner with animal blood, giving a terrifying appearance to the men holding the weapons.

"The hour of revolution has arrived. We will rise as one fist, marching together into battle. May the Capitol tremble before our unity and our strength. May our rebellious and courageous hearts instill fear in those who have tried to control us."

"Brothers and sisters, never forget that we are the fire that burns in the darkness, the hope that will never be extinguished. Our sacrifice will not be in vain, for every step we take brings us closer to the freedom we long for."

"May Panem hear our roar! May the Capitol feel the weight of our wrath! Today, in this square, we proclaim with a loud and resolute voice that we will not rest until justice and freedom are restored in all districts."

"May the final days of the Capitol be numbered! May victory be ours! United, we will conquer!"

"United, we will conquer!"

This message would be recorded and subsequently sent to the Capitol and all of Panem. Everyone must know that their advance is unstoppable.

At this moment, after cutting off communication with District 12 and 11, Jacob's assistant can now control 15 Hovercrafts, all of which can be maneuvered without any problems.

With this power in his hands, Jacob watched as all the rebels with their bodies covered in blood boarded the Hovercrafts, ready to liberate the next district.

Today would mark the day when the Capitol fell in District 11 and 12.