Bombing for fun and profit

(THIRD PERSON POV)

It was calm and quiet on the ships of the Nazzadi Navy's fifth fleet as the crew members prepared to press the button to release the kinetic missiles at the designated targets.

She-Captain Alleverida scanned the crew with her expressive red eyes for signs of readiness. Looking at the crew she saw that every member of the crew was ready to launch.

Seeing that all the crew members were ready for launch, Alleverida she just said "Launch"

On command, the launch button was pressed, kinetic rockets raced through intricate launch mechanisms. Each rocket gone into space at the same time and sped towards the designated targets.

The rockets they rushed through the planet's orbit, speeding towards their target. Within twenty minutes of being fired each missile hit its target at the same time bringing destruction and death to anyone in the vicinity.

Explosions rocked the planet, sharp and brutal. The embedded weapon systems were shattered, and the impacts shattered the hard rock they crouched in. The refinery died in a massive blaze, hundreds separated from the world in a single heartbeat; black smoke scarring the tortured horizon. The sky was red and it was dark, nature itself was suffering under the tutelage of this new and hated enemy.

The kinetic explosions did their job well, every marked place was completely destroyed, burned or badly melted.

Half an hour has passed since the end of the attack, and the second phase of the attack has begun. In the orbit of the planet, the massive ships of the fifth fleet started to break through the atmosphere rushing to the designated places. Each of those ships carried millions of war-hungry soldiers preparing for battle.

The ships descended on the designated places, destroying and leveling any resistance they encountered. On the ship, the awakening of millions of criogen frozen soldiers began. Within a few minutes every soldier was awakened and ready for war, thousands of capsules fell around the transport ships carrying more important war machines like Engels and Nephiles.

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(Waylen's POV)

As his unit made its way to its objective, Waylen reflected that the overall conquest was going too well. So far no casualties have been reported on their side, but the natives have suffered staggering losses. Although they still commanded a large presence, it was estimated that, in the first hour the mecha launched its attack, approximately fifteen percent of all alien forces on the planet's were destroyed. Some commanders have noted that they won't even need ground forces if things continue like this.

Waylen saw several enemy soldiers trying to hide in an ambush, he didn't give them any chance to escape, he took his rifle and started firing special bullets. Each bullet was designed to expand when met with resistance, the bullets just shredded your opponent's flesh and organs. The fatality rate is about 90% for those hit by these bullets. If a bullet hit a leg or an arm the bullet would break bones and cause infections that required amputation.

Each of the shot aliens collapsed and fell dead on impact. He slowly approached one of the natives and looked. The alien was gray-skinned with 4 fingers on each hand, had three eyes and small ears and a nose.

While he was inspecting the corpse, looking at the native, other natives from cover started firing bullets at him. As the bullets bounced off him he could only smile at the futile resistance.

While laughing, he watched as the Engels rushed towards the enemy who hid in the cover. He watched as they cruelly destroyed all resistance without any loss to themselves.

The Engels were no less wild; in fact, they were even more ruthless than the mecha pilots. Even as he watched, Waylen saw Engels grab the alien soldier and begin gleefully ripping his limbs off like a bored child. He shuddered with surprise; Engels were one of the most sadistic soldiers in existence, partly due to their temperament; they possessed an inherent sadistic streak and preferred to toy with their prey before killing it. Their pilots could control that impulse, but it was impossible to completely suppress it.

Under this relentless onslaught, the aliens were soon destroyed. Waylen looked at the digital clock on his display; the fight lasted less than half an hour.

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(Kaespar POV)

He slowly climbed the stairs to the very top of the building. At the very top of the building, he took a knife and began to draw ritual circles with his own blood.

He took some of his own blood on his thumb and carefully traced the last part of the circle.

"bthnk f'fm'latgh kadishtu ch' mg hrii Nyaio u nilgh'ri uaaah orr'e ah tharanak". began to sing in a foreign language

In the last part of the words, the circle started to light up and emit green energy from itself, the energy itself came out en masse and every native within a radius of ten kilometers from the building had his soul forcibly ripped out and absorbed into the circle.

Kaespar cautiously stepped into the center of the ritual circle where he abruptly sat down and began to meditate. He concentrated and took control of every body whose soul had been extracted.

Bodies rose en masse with sickly green eyes attacking their former allies.

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(Ordinary Native POV)

He saw lightning fly from the hand of one of the aliens, striking the soldier behind him. The soldier collapsed with only a scream and immediately the stench of cooked meat started from the wounded soldier.

How can such a abonomination exist, he wondered, when their scientists announced less than three days ago that they had seen a fleet of alien ships, most claimed that the aliens were peaceful and that they had come to share their culture and technology.

At the moment when the fleet of ships entered the planet's orbit and fired their weapons, destroying most of our army, we realized that the aliens were not peaceful at all and that they had come to conquer our planet.

I saw many of my friend die in the worst agony, many of my acquaintances became deaf from the sound of the explosion, I saw how the remaining remnants of our aviation were easily destroyed by flying objects.

How can such a species exist in the universe, a merciful and good universe should not contain such abominations. The gods would not allow this to happen.

I'm pulled out of my thoughts by a 60 foot giant mechanical abomination barreling towards me. I see I'm the last survivor in my unit.

I take the rifle and point it at the abomination, pulling the trigger

"DIE MONSTER, DIE!! I shout as loud as I can as the bullets hit the abomination.

BANG

BANG

BANG

Bullets hit the abomination but don't hurt it, they just bounce off the thing's skin. Before I could react, a abonomination immediately appears in front of me, grabs my leg and lifts me up.

I watch as the creature opens its mouth full of sharp teeth and bites my stomach and puts me in its mouth, I just feel a strong pulsating pain and darkness.

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(Reyna's POV)

She looked at the dead native and was horrified, his face was black, and in some places the flesh had melted to the bone. The neck was no better, a gaping hole with dried and burnt blood. The upper chest and shoulders were in similar condition.

She looked down the street full of dead bodies and saw another native, the second native had his palms missing from his wrists and a bloody mess was visible. The teeth were visible through the torn flesh of the face. The eye was bloody and there was a rather large gash on the stomach and legs. Reyna saw tears coming from the only functioning eye. The native could not even speak with the wound he received, with his tongue cut off and his jaw destroyed.

Reyne was horrified at the sight of the dead bodies and wanted to throw up, but refrained from vomiting.

Is the conquest so easy?, she asked herself as she approached her group.

(THIRD PERSON POV)

Everyone heard a whistle coming from the sky. It was faint at first, but every half second it got louder and louder.

And it grew until mortar shells fell among the natives. He hit near an infantry transport vehicle. When detonated, dirt was sent into the air and white smoke followed by some burning chemicals. A native who tried to hide got some of it on his unprotected neck. The chemical began to burn his skin and flesh. The poor guy screamed in a second from the pain it caused him. And every effort he made to extinguish it was useless.

Then another shell fell, and this one caused only material damage because it destroyed several heavy vehicles. The shell then exploded 15 meters before hitting the ground, throwing the same white substance onto everyone below the detonation in a fairly wide radius. The natives who were caught under it and didn't even manage to hide screamed in agony, smoke coming out of their open hands and heads.

This white substance. The air was full of it now. Those without helmets or breathing masks inhaled it and now it was frying their lungs from the inside, their entire respiratory system was soon compromised and the bodies of the natives began to litter the ground.

What the natives did not know was that these shells were balls of white phosphorus. White phosphorus was very notorious in military history when it was 'weaponised'. It burned as long as it had oxygen to power it. The only way to extinguish it was to corrupt the air out of it.

The attack didn't last long, maybe five minutes. But that was enough to cause enormous damage. Equipment was damaged, people were killed or wounded beyond combat capability, and the entire block took the brunt of the shelling.

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(Alleverida POV)

"You've got to be kidding me," I say.

"No, Captain, you heard that right, the planet has been conquered and every government has surrendered to our forces," Regeida said.

"For how much was the planet conquered?" I ask.

"The planet was conquered in just twenty hours. Our soldiers complain that the war was won too quickly. There was no excitement in this conquest." says Regeida.

"Really, what are our losses?" I ask.

"Less than a hundred soldiers, as I said, our soldiers complained that the fight was too easy and that the natives were too easily subdued," Regeida replied.

"What are the estimated domestic losses?" I ask.

"95% of the total military forces and 10% of the population," Regeida replies.

I stare in amazement as I contemplate the absurdity of this. This is really too easy. I think I just set a new record for conquering a planet.

I see Regeid smiling at me "I have another news, this news is about your request to be declared the governor of this world". she said.

"WHAT IS THE ANSWER" I ask .

"Our most gracious father, blessed be his name, has granted your request. You are the new governor of this world, congratulations my best friend." replies a very happy Regeida.

"HAHAHAHA" "I made it, I made it, I made it" I shouted at the top of my voice.

Regeida with a curious face snaps me out of my happiness

"Governor, what are your orders," she asks

"I have only three orders, the first is more of a question, will you become my deputy?, the second is to merge all the governments on the planet into one government, the third and last is to create a plan to rehabilitate the damage caused by the war" I say.

"I agree to be your deputy, your other orders will be carried out immediately," Regeida she quickly replied and went to carry out the other two orders.