The Battle of Christophsis (2)

Christophsis, July 12, 800 kilometers east of Crystal City, a Transportation Bub.

In the sky, a formation of Vulture Droid Starfighters passed by, and they kept swooping down to aim at the target and bombarded them indiscriminately. The Christophsian Army could only hide under the bridge or behind some solid buildings, sticking their heads out carefully to shoot.

However, on the main road of the City, the Droid Army of the Confederacy of Independent Systems is advancing unstoppably.

The huge body of the Armored Assault Tank moves forward slowly. In addition to the Heavy Laser Cannon above, this kind of Tank armed to the teeth has Two Repeating Blaster Cannons, Two Light Blaster Cannons on the two sides of the Tank frame, and Six Chain-fed Energized Shell Projectile Launchers. These Tanks fired and advanced, and the Droid Army had no mercy. As long as there were people in the building, they would immediately fire and shoot until the building collapsed.

There are also Christophsian Soldiers who are not afraid of death and want to rush them to blow up some Tanks, but there are several B-1 Battle Droids standing on these AAT tanks, and they are always on guard. If anyone wants to approach, they will kill directly.

A huge array of B-2 Super Battle Droids and LR-57 Combat Droids marched directly in the center of the road, the B-2 Super Battle Droids fired and suppressed in the front, and LR-57 Combat Droids fired from the rear.

That's what the Droid Army is all about, no cover, no tactics, just march, fire, and kill!

On a huge metal building with a height of more than 2,000 meters in the center of the City, the battle has also reached its final stage. The few remaining Christophsian Troops are desperately resisting. The elevator has been cut off from the Power Supply, and they block the top of the stairs and continue to shoot at the Droids that climbed up the stairs one by one.

Resistance is futile. After the last resisting Soldier was killed, a Kerkoidenn with dark blue skin and habitually squinted eyes came to the Control Center of the building. He is Whorm Loathsom, a famous General from Kerkoidia. The Yellow General Uniform on his body represents his growth from a Civilian Officer to a General.

In the Confederacy of Independent Systems where excellent Commanders are scarce, Generals like Whorm Loathsom are one of the very few Generals who can do it now.

Whorm Loathsom came to the console, cleared his throat with a dry cough, and then said in an extremely unpleasant voice: "People of Christophsis, what you are hearing now is the voice from the Confederacy of Independent Systems. This planet, now belongs to us, belongs to the Confederacy of Independent Systems, as you heard this voice means, the Communication Center of the Planet has been controlled by us, the battle is about to end, your Leaders abandoned you, they took their own your wealth to flee for their life, and left you alone to face our mighty and ruthless Army..."

[... Now, this Planet no longer belongs to the Galactic Republic, and you are no longer bound by the laws of the Republic. The resources of your Planet will be managed by us, and we will fight for your independence and freedom. Please do not boycott our work and actions, and remain vigilant against Republican retaliation...]

Looking at the triumphant Whorm Loathsom on the holographic screen, the Prime Minister of Christophsis, Marccrai, contacted the Commanders of the major Theaters like crazy, and there are fewer and fewer Commanders who can keep in touch with him. It's all bad bad news!

He finally gave up, and fell to the ground with his head in his hands, "It's over...it's over..."

A broad hand was placed on his shoulder, and Bail Prestor Organa's heavy voice came, "We cannot give up hope! There are 35 Billion people waiting for us on Christophsis! As long as we work together, we can definitely defeat Invaders!"

Marccrai didn't care about these anymore, he slapped Bail Organa's hand away, pointed at his nose and cursed loudly: "It's all your Republic's fault!! Why don't your Troops come to support! Is your Fleet woolen cloth?!"

Bail Organa finally couldn't help but yell at him, "It was you who rejected the Republic's Garrison request before!"

But Marccrai couldn't listen to it at all, and he continued to yell, "Every one of you is staring at the Crystals on Christophsis, and you are all staring at my money! You Republic and Separatists are all the same, you, they just know how to make us pay for it! Pay for it!! Pay for it!!!"

"Enough!" Bail Organa said loudly: "Now we must shrink the Defense Line, concentrate the remaining Troops in the Core City for defense, and organize the residents to evacuate! Then mobilize the people, organize the Militia, and do our best to resist the Droid Army. Go forward and wait for reinforcements from the Republic!"

He glanced at Marccrai, who was still incompetent and furious, sighed, and said: "My special envoy still has 500 Clone Troopers, and I will lead them to the eastern suburbs of Crystal City to delay the advance of the Separatist Army as much as possible. Loud footsteps, that's where their Main Force is, and you should organize the next defense as soon as possible."

...

Back to 3 days ago, when the dispute over Christophsis was intensifying, on the other side of the Galaxy, Anakin Skywalker and Obi-Wan Kenobi had led a small team of the Republic Army followed the whereabouts of the Dark Reaper.

Through the ability taught by Ulic Qel-Droma, Anakin-Skywalker can already sense the energy of the Dark Reaper like the boundless darkness. At the same time, he also feels that this power is tempting him to fall all the time.

In the end, he followed the Dark Reaper to Thule. Impulsively, he ignored Obi-Wan Kenobi's stop and led an Army to directly attack the Moon Sivvi, where the Planetary Shield of Thule is located.

However, his Army was defeated, and he could only hide alone under the pursuit of countless Droids on Sivvi.

While Obi-Wan Kenobi asked the Republic for help, on the other hand, he also began to try his best to rescue Anakin Skywalker, because there was no food or water on Sivvi. If it continues, for Anakin, there is only one dead end.

But he didn't have enough troops to attack Sivvi. Count Dooku had deployed Heavy Troops on Thule, and was going to launch the Dark Harvester here.

...

Meanwhile, Coruscant, 476 floors underground.

In the neighborhood where crime is everywhere, spice smuggling, red-light districts, casinos... all kinds of illegal transactions, there are crooked gamblers and drunks walking by from time to time on the dark streets thinking about their future.

A drunk man carried a bottle of low-quality wine and walked past singing, but there was nothing in the middle of the road, but he seemed to hit something and was bounced away. But under the anesthesia of alcohol, he just got up again, shook his head and walked away.

He also failed to notice that when he was bounced away just now, the surrounding scenery within 5 meters seemed to tremble for a moment, and then returned to normal.

A mouse crept over from the corner of the wall, but when it entered this area, it suddenly disappeared, and after a while, it crawled out from the other side of this strange space, as if nothing had happened.

"Concentrate, Sister, if the dream you gave me is wrong, then I won't be able to create the correct illusion." A small voice came out of nowhere, it seemed that a girl was talking, the voice was very pleasant, but it seemed no one was there.

"That person smelled too bad just now, I have to push him away." Another girl's voice came.

"Okay, hurry up. Master just asked us to investigate the Spice Smuggling activities, and we should reply to her in 30 minutes."

"Okay, I have re-stabilized the dream."

"Oh~~ let's get started, connect to the Governor's Communicator... and then see if he will let us do something interesting? Ah, Sister, did you not mute our voice?"

"... I was negligent..." With the girl's voice, the surroundings fell into silence again, only the drunken man's footsteps were still echoing.