1392. The last step
Saw Gerrera sat on the throne in the Temple of Unity, enjoying the pleasure that power brought to him. While eating fresh fruit, he said to the frightened clerk next to him: "Let the cleanup work at the ruins of the Central Commercial Building be accelerated! Restore traffic as soon as possible!"
"Your Majesty the King, we have mobilized more than 5,000 people to clean up. However, the engineering equipment is insufficient. Many people can only use shovels and pickaxes to dig, which is very inefficient. Hundreds of people have fainted due to overwork... ..." the clerk said softly.
"Then send another 5,000 people there! In short, within today, I will see the ruins cleared!" Saw Gerrera pulled out his pistol and played with it in his hand, saying coldly, "If we can't do it, Come on, then go dig in the soil too! Show off your ability to make excuses, and maybe you can dig a little more."
"Yes...yes..." the clerk replied tremblingly, and then ran out as if running away.
"Hahahahahaha! Hahahahahahaha! Hahahahahahaha! Galactic Republic! Separatism! Hahahahahaha! Jedi... Hahahahahaha!" Saw Gerrera laughed loudly and madly.
However, in his madness, his eyes were cold.
The communicator rang. Saw Gerrera looked at the name displayed on the communication band, his face instantly turned cold, and he pressed the button.
However, the holographic projection did not appear. Obviously, the other party chose the voice mode, "Do you really think that you will not be punished for what you are doing now? So-Gerrera!"
The corners of Saw Gerrera's mouth turned up slightly, and he said: "There is no retribution in this galaxy, only power. I got power, and I succeeded. But now everything is still in ruins, why don't you come and help me? Stella - Guerrera. I can appoint you as prime minister. Ah...wait a minute, the position of prime minister is now occupied by Noda. He had already thought about it when he was driving a truck, so...how about the deputy prime minister? "
"You are groveling in front of the Galactic Republic. Is this the answer you give?!" Stella asked sharply.
"What's the difference? Have you ever thought about how much better the result would be if our resistance movement had been successful? The result would be the same, under the power of the Galactic Republic, we would realize our own power." Saw Gerrera said.
"This is just your ambition! You disregard the life and death of the people of the entire planet, and only have your own ambitions and desires in your heart! If a person like you stays in the position of King of Onderon for one more day, it will be a waste. A disaster for the people!"
"Did I bring about the disaster? When the Separatists used that THOR to massacre our comrades, wasn't it a disaster? When the Galactic Republic's million-strong army pressed on the border, wasn't it a disaster? You cared about all this in vain Facts have always been just empty talk about ideals! So now the ending of the planet Onderon is something people like you should take a closer look at!" Saw Gerrera jumped up and roared, "You don't understand at all! On the planet Onderon, from the beginning When the time comes, there is no choice!”
"But you still chose to push things to the worst side! Even if you succumb to the Galactic Republic, you can still do more! Fight for more for the people of Onderon! However, even if you do one Nothing has been done!" Stella Guerrera shouted.
"I told you, Steela. Onderon never had a choice. Didn't you realize that everything was driven by the Galactic Republic or the Separatists? They wouldn't consider Onderon either. Idea. Because we are just chess pieces." Saw Gerrera stood up, opened his hands and looked at everything around him, "Governor Tarkin doesn't care who becomes the king, he only cares about whether his goal can Achieved...If that's the case, then why don't I enjoy it here?"
"You have disappointed me so much, Suo. The ideals and beliefs you once talked about, but in the end you just sat on the throne and enjoyed it? Is this the answer you gave me?" Stella Guerrera's voice was trembling.
"I enjoy it because I have seen it through." Saw Gerrera said, "Besides, this throne comes to Governor Tarkin myself.
Go and fight for it, it’s justifiable. In a few days, when the Dexon satellite is captured, my document as king will be formally submitted to the Galactic Republic Parliament for discussion, and the result will not change. I will ascend the throne as king. "
He suddenly thought of something and asked, "Ah, by the way, where did you hide the old king Ramses Dundup? I sent people to search for him in his secret residence, but no one was found? You must have robbed him. Alright?"
"That's right. King Dundup is with me." Stella said coldly, "Many of what I just said are exactly what he wanted to say to you."
"Hahahaha, you are so cunning Stella. I really underestimated you." Saw Gerrera laughed, "I didn't expect you to be the one who hid the deepest. As long as you control King Dundup, Onderon Those people on the planet will choose you, right? This is really a brilliant move."
"In your eyes, is there nothing else but this throne?" Stella Guerrera said with great sadness.
"Stop teasing me, Stella. Don't I understand you? You also want to be the king! Right? In that case, don't blame me for being rude!" Saw Gerrera said sternly, "You have only one day to do so. Hand over Dundup! Otherwise, you will be wanted by me all over the world! Not only that, I will also report your matter to the Galactic Republic and make you a wanted criminal in the entire galaxy!"
However, the only answer he received was the sound of electricity, and Stella Guerrera had cut off the communication.
"Asshole!! ***!! Idiot!! Idiot!!" So-Gerrera slammed the communicator to the ground, cursed loudly, and then shouted outside: "Someone! Someone! ! Give me a wanted Stella Guerra! Just say she kidnapped the old king Dundup! Give me a global wanted! Find her! Immediately! Immediately!!"
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At the same time, a large number of transport ships have begun to assemble in the outer orbit of the Dexon satellite, and the attack is about to begin.
On the fleet flagship, Tarkin's Will, Wilhuff Tarkin, the official governor of the Fourth Army of the Galactic Republic, stood in the center of the bridge with his hands behind his back, staring at the burning planet outside the porthole - Dirksen. satellite.
"No matter what plans the separatists have or what power they hide, this is their last hiding place! And we will completely crush their last hope!" Tarkin raised his hand and shouted loudly, "All the troops! Get ready for landing! Just like I conquered Onderon, I will plow the Dexon planet to the ground in one day!!"
There was a hint of fanaticism in his eyes.
Coming! Almost there! Just capture the Dexon satellite and destroy the Separatist Behemoth-class battlecruiser production line! Then his title as the number one general of the Galactic Republic will be well deserved!
Now that the planet Onderon has been captured, Izzy City has become an extremely large logistics base. Countless spaceships transporting countless supplies will be able to support the battle of millions of armies!
That's right! Just this step!
Suddenly, a siren sounded! A controller shouted loudly: "Mr. Governor! A strong energy reaction has been detected! The target...is behind us!"
