Chapter 261 Civil War Breaks Out! Settle the Chaos and Suppress the Rebellion!

"Idiot, look what you have done!"

Seeing the prophet of mercy in such a helpless state, the prophet of sorrow almost fainted from anger.

Originally, they only needed to kill the recyclers who refused to acknowledge their existence, so that they could intimidate the Glory Guards to stand on their side and stabilize the situation in the hall.

But the prophet of mercy who suddenly fell ill directly confirmed Morami's words and completely cut off their last chance to make a comeback!

Before the Prophet of Sorrow could hurriedly urge the guards to take action and suppress the elite congressmen in front of them, a crisp popping sound was suddenly heard.

In the astonished eyes of everyone, the Glory Guardsman had already thrust the plasma spear in his hand into the chest of the Prophet of Sorrow, and there was a sizzling sound of burning.

Destroyed by extremely high temperatures and extremely high energy, the already weak and miserable prophet disappeared almost instantly!

"Very good. You made an extremely smart choice for yourself and your people."

Morami walked over and patted the guard officer on the shoulder. After confirming that the culprit, the Prophet of Sorrow, was dead, he immediately let people control the truth and pity the prophet, and then said loudly:

"Everyone, the recyclers have arrived, and we are about to meet the master who is truly worthy of our loyalty!"

"Before the Reclaimers come here, we should take the initiative and take over everything in the Covenant for the sake of our Lord, the future of our Sangheili people."

"Create a complete and orderly alliance for our Lord!"

Upon hearing Morami's words, all the members in the room, including the Honor Guards, were a little confused.

These words sound like the elites are trying to seize power!

They didn't know whether the Recyclers would come, but it was clear that Morami wanted to take away the power of the Prophet Priests and take sole control of the Covenant.

For a moment, the guard of glory who had just listened to Morami's words and assassinated the prophet of sorrow couldn't help but glance at the priest who was on the ground.

Morami had better not deceive them, otherwise as guards of glory, they would definitely kill this bastard first and then commit suicide to apologize.

There is no way, these glorious guards can be selected, they are basically honest people with moral values ​​and integrity, and their lifelong purpose is to serve their masters.

But what is more important than the master is the superior gods. If Morami deceives them by pretending to be the gods' decrees, then Morami will end up with the same fate as the dead sad priest!

At this moment, the Glory Guardsman had an idea and immediately put down the plasma light spear in his hand, knelt down on one knee to Morami, and said piously:

"Willing to work for the Recyclers!"

With the captain taking the lead, the rest of the Honor Guards also knelt down and responded: "I am willing to serve the Recyclers!!"

The guard officer's words were quite detailed. It showed the position that the Glory Guard serves the recyclers, not Morami or other congressmen.

Once the Recyclers no longer exist, as glory guards, they can kill Morami at any time, or pack up all the elite members and hand them over to other prophets.

And it shows that they are deceived. As for whether the prophet will forgive them, it doesn't matter, they must be worthy of the glory in their hearts!

There is no way, the Sangheili people who can be the Honor Guards are basically honest people with no political skills, and they don't have the shamelessness to seek power and seize the throne.

It is really difficult for them to learn the tricks of going back on their word, being ruthless and shameless.

Seeing the guard officer playing such an obvious trick on him, Morami just said calmly:

"At best, I am an envoy delivering missions to the recyclers. I am not a recycler, and I have no ambition to seek power."

"Before the recyclers arrive here, we need to take over and stabilize the order of High Charity City as soon as possible and arrange the internal affairs of the Covenant."

At this time, it is important to express your position clearly and explain your self-positioning in a timely manner.

Otherwise, you will really become a traitor and traitor seeking power!

The elite members of parliament who heard this showed fear and suspicion in their eyes.

After all, they are congressmen who have made it to the top of the Star Alliance. They still have the most basic political IQ, and they also have a strong desire to control power.

Therefore, their analysis of the development of events and events is more biased towards power.

When they learned that Morami was going to take over the Covenant, they really thought that this guy was planning to launch a bloody coup, and that the Recycler and Shield World were all fabricated lies.

But seeing Morami's resolute tone and expression, they had no choice but to believe that there might really be such a thing as a recycler!

Before the congressmen present could speak, Morami continued to issue instructions, acting like a real master of field control:

"What we have to do now is to expose the ugly face of the Prophet to all the people of the Covenant Alliance, so that they can see the truth of the matter clearly!"

This step is very simple. It is a classic way of pouring dirty water on political opponents and lowering their public trust.

"The second is to take over the City of High Charity and the Customs Force as soon as possible. Before the recyclers arrive, we must ensure that the situation is under control."

Criticism of language cannot replace criticism of weapons. It is not enough to speak sharply and throw dirty water on your opponent. You must ensure that you have a tough guy in hand.

"Finally, we need to mobilize all the power of the Sangheili tribe to deal with the Jiralhanae and Jackals occupying important strongholds in the Star Alliance!"

Morami's last sentence is the key point.

While the recyclers haven't come yet, everyone should hurry up and call them. If you have any grudges or grudges, please don't be polite!

This is their only chance to avenge their private grievances.

What if after the Recyclers took over the Covenant, they pardoned the Jiralhanae and the Jackal out of kindness to save trouble, then it would be difficult to do anything about it in the future!

In fact, after arriving in the City of Charity, Morami has been secretly contacting his tribe, quickly preparing a large force, and preparing to launch a fatal attack on the Jiralhanae and the Jackal.

A race like this that has neither IQ, EQ nor outstanding abilities should have been extinct long ago.

Morami did this not only for revenge, but also for the long-term interests of the Sangheili people.

Now, what it has to do is to take Li De, Jack and other Astartes warriors into the City of Charity and take over all matters here forcefully!

…

Three hours later.

The fringe customs defenses of the City of Charity.

When the news came out in the parliament hall, the personnel transfer had not been completed yet. The outgoing elite generals immediately took a preemptive strike and launched an attack on the nearby Jiralhanae troops.

In an instant, thousands of warships launched a massive interstellar naval battle!

Countless dazzling blue plasma cannons and purple plasma cannons streaked across the dark star field, interweaving the brilliant art of explosions on the battlefield.

There was a lively fight at the customs, and the live broadcast of the Supreme Council was quickly restored.

It's just that the role of the judge has been reversed. Morami, who was originally supposed to be judged, now becomes the judge.

The weak truth and prophet of mercy, under questioning, honestly explained what he had done.

The elites who knew the truth immediately organized their subordinates with fury and began to eliminate the prophets, Jiralhanae beasts and jackals.

As the vested interests, the Jiralhanae had no choice but to protect the Prophet and help him suppress the rebellion caused by the elite.

After boarding the pirate ship of the prophet, they are just grasshoppers on the same rope.

However, the situation in the naval battle was one-sided, with elite captains accounting for the majority in the Star Alliance.

Therefore, in terms of fleet size and number of personnel, the elite has an absolute advantage.

In addition, Jiralhanae and Jackals are incompetent scum, and they usually follow the elites in battles to gain credit.

Therefore, as soon as the fleets of the two factions fought, they were immediately divided.

Only in the street battles within the City of Charity did the Jiralhanae troops gain some advantage, and they fought back and forth with the elites.

As for the jackals who always act according to the wind, after seeing that the prophet priests were controlled and the Jiralhanae naval forces were beaten by the elites, they were afraid of being liquidated together, so they decisively chose to run away!

As interstellar pirates, running away is the jackal's special skill, and taking advantage of the situation to rob is an instinct engraved in their genes.

Taking advantage of the current unstable situation, the Jackal even plundered a batch of treasures, snatched warships and transport boats anchored in the port, started an emergency jump, and quickly escaped from this place of right and wrong.

As for the wild boar beasts in the audience, they were coerced by the leaders of the elite and Jiralhanae factions to attack each other. They were used to following orders, and their brains were not bright enough.

When encountering rebellion, they can only run around blindly. It doesn't matter who fights whom, but most of the wild boar beasts fight with the elites.

The most important thing when fighting in a group is to have the right big brother who can fight.

As long as the big brother is strong enough and can knock out a few teeth on the opposite side with one punch, then the little brother behind him will be like a chicken blood and can burst out with even more fierce momentum.

On the contrary, if the boss is beaten by the opponent as soon as he comes up, then the younger brothers behind him will also lose their fighting ability.

This law is especially true for wild boar beasts who only know how to play in favorable situations because of their boss' improvisation!

While the Jiralhanae and the elites were fighting fiercely, Morami's CCS-class cruiser took advantage of the chaotic firefight and rushed into Port No. 1.

At this moment, the port of call was in chaos.

Deafening artillery roars and collisions occurred one after another, and dense plasma bullets flashed and shuttled between them. From time to time, people died and fell to the ground.

"Go and capture the aircraft carrier first, cover the retreat of the Prophets, and leave those damn Sangheili bastards alone!"

"I'll break the queen!!"

The angry roars of the Jiralhanae officers echoed throughout the port.

At this moment, the Jiralhanae warriors were protecting several panic-stricken senior prophet councilors who were riding in suspended wheelchairs, and rushed to the bridge.

While escaping, those jackals who were also trying to fight for the aircraft carrier consciously gave up the fight after seeing the Jiralhanae beside the prophet.

There's no way, they can't beat me.

"Still want to run away? You scum of the Star Alliance should leave your lives here!"

An elite team held weapons and kept chasing the Jiralhanae and the Prophet not far in front of them.

But just as they were about to rush forward, a loud rumbling sound was heard. In everyone's stunned eyes, they saw the CCS-class cruiser running rampant and knocking over the aircraft carrier the prophet wanted to board.

With a loud rumbling sound, the misplaced aircraft carrier deviated from the port. The shock caused by the collision of the two warships also caused the nearby Jiralhanae, Prophet, and elites to fall to the ground.

"Quack!"

"ah!!"

The timid boar beast was so frightened when he saw this that his legs went weak and he trembled on the ground, not daring to act rashly.

The aircraft carrier that was displaced by the cruiser, without the traction of the port force field, actually fell straight towards the City of Fraternity below.

The huge aircraft carrier smashed the buildings on the ground like a depth charge, and the prophet's plan to leave on the aircraft carrier was completely thwarted!

There was a vacant space at the port's berth, and the cruiser completed the silky reverse parking operation in the first time, and then the hangar was opened, releasing a metal corridor to connect with the port platform.

After seeing the aircraft carrier crash and a cruiser drifting into the scene, the ghost-faced beasts immediately aimed their weapons at the hangar with the gate opened.

The next second, as the light shone into the dark hangar, a large number of Astartes warriors wearing MarkX heavy power armor appeared in front of them like gods.

Bang!

Bang——!

Without further ado, the moment they saw the Jiralhanae, the soldiers immediately raised their bolters and fired a volley of bullets at the heretics.

This time, the entire port was filled with more intense gunfire.

In the unique secondary explosion of the bolter, the sound of bones and flesh breaking and the screams of the Jiralhanae played a beautiful symphony with the gunfire.

The Jiralhanae, without the protection of energy shields and armor, could not reach the firepower of the Astartes warriors.

When the new gunfire ignited, the Jiralhanae fell to the ground and died in rows like straw harvested by a sickle.

It was not until then that the Jiralhanae came to their senses. The enemy that emerged from the cruiser hangar was not the combat unit of the elite tribe.

It was the Recycler warriors they saw in the projection of the parliament hall!

Or... Astartes warriors!

Just as the Ghostfaces expected, this group of Astartes warriors were the members of the ace advance team hidden inside the cruiser.

In order to successfully complete this assault mission, each warrior was equipped with sufficient weapons and equipment, as well as power armor devices with different functions.

On the other hand, due to the emergency situation, many of the Ghostfaces on the opposite side did not wear power armor, and even chose a slightly shabby iron rod as their weapon.

Facing the hand-held cannon-caliber bolt gun, with a natural physical fitness, coupled with the functional assistance of power armor.

This group of high-spirited Astartes warriors, like wolves entering a flock of sheep, started the killing mode.

"Kill them!"

"Quick, turn on the bubble shield!"

Facing the fierce attack of the Astartes warriors, the Ghostfaces officers immediately organized a counterattack and commanded everyone to fight back.

Many Ghostfaces warriors quickly took out throwing objects similar to grenades and threw them on the ground, and then the throwing objects rose up a layer of hexagonal transparent bubbles.

Bang——!

Bang!

These bubbles emitting faint light successfully blocked the explosive projectiles fired by the Astartes warriors, and also bought time for the Jiralhanae to continue to cover the Prophet's evacuation.

The so-called bubble shield is actually a deployable defense device.

This technology originated from the Forerunners and is a technological product that the Covenant reversely unlocked and got for free.

After using this bubble, the energy shield system can be deployed, and the interlocking hexagonal force field is used to form a spherical barrier to resist the invasion of bullets, explosions, lasers, plasma, and flames.

This shows how terrifying the Forerunners' technological attainments in "force fields" have reached!

However, perhaps the Covenant's research and development of bubble shields is not in place, and their shields last only 20 seconds.

And the defect of this bubble shield is that the enemy can also enter and exit the force field freely, and the inside cannot throw weapons to the outside, such as grenades.

Otherwise, it will bounce back and blow itself up!

20 seconds passed in a flash. After using up these disposable protective gear, the Jiralhanae were once again exposed to the firepower of the Astartes warriors.

The most terrible thing is that during this period of time, all the Astartes warriors in the cabin have rushed to the port and started killing!

"Finally, I can come out to breathe. I have been so uncomfortable these days!"

Jack Wells stepped on the metal floor with a smile on his face. He used the AI ​​real-time translator and the built-in sound amplifier of the power armor to shout:

"Everyone listen to me, we are recyclers. Put down your weapons now. I will spare your lives. Those who resist will be executed!"

Under the language conversion of the AI ​​translator, Jack's words automatically became the language of the Star Alliance, and his voice was amplified by the built-in device of the power armor and instantly echoed throughout the port.

When hearing this, all the members of the Star Alliance were obviously stunned for a moment, but soon the calm situation was broken by the Jiralhanae.

"Don't believe that guy's lies, kill them!"

"Fire! Keep firing!"

"..."

The ghost-faced beasts didn't believe that the recyclers would let them go. As servants following the prophet, they could only go all the way and support the prophet priest unconditionally.

Seeing that these ghost-faced beasts refused to accept the toast, Jack simply let go, drew out the chainsaw sword and rushed into the enemy camp.

In a blink of an eye, Jack came to the front line. When he saw the ghost-faced beast officer who was giving orders, he raised his sword without saying a word.

Stab! !

Like a hot knife cutting butter, Jack cut the ghost beast in front of him in half, blood mist burst, flesh and bones separated, and the other ghost beasts present were all horrified.

The elites who stood in the distance and watched, who had not recovered for a while, acted as the atmosphere group, watching the killing show of the Astartes warriors in a daze.

After a while, the entire port platform was full of broken limbs and debris of ghost beasts, and there was no survivor.

Countless organ fragments and blood painted the floor a dull red, and the passing jackals were also killed by the Astartes warriors.

After all, their target this time was the entire ghost beast and jackal tribe. Of course, it also included some other threatening biological units, but the main target was these two species.

There was no way, because the nature of these biological species was too bad and they had no special talents, so they did not enjoy the benefits of "special talent treatment and subsidies" in the Universal Corporation.

As for species that eat for free and easily cause trouble, they were simply destroyed to avoid unnecessary hidden dangers in the future.

Soon, this Astartes warrior completely cleared the hostile units in front of them, and the whole process took less than three minutes.

None of the soldiers of this ace advance team were injured or killed, and even the surface of the power armor shell was not damaged or scratched.

At this moment, Jack had led the troops to the prophet. Looking at the small and fragile prophet with fear in his eyes, Jack also raised his knife and cut the opponent in half.

Seeing Jack's style of action so sharp and decisive, the elites standing by and watching the battle couldn't help but sigh.

At this moment, two words popped up in their minds, that is: "efficiency"!

There is not so much useless nonsense, nor so many insignificant lines of appearance. The core idea to be expressed at the beginning is just one-

Give me a straightforward answer, do you surrender or not? If you don't, I'll do you!

In addition, they were also amazed at Jack, who led the charge and chopped people like cutting melons and vegetables.

Such a ruthless character with good skills and fighting many at once is not common in elite armies. The most common tactic they use in war is to fight with more against fewer.

Only in very rare cases will they rely on their own bravery to rush into the enemy camp to break the opponent's momentum and boost their own morale.

And Jack, relying on himself, forcibly cut a "bloody path" in front, and the opponent he slaughtered was a ghost-faced beast that was comparable to them!

The only reason that can explain this is that the Astartes warriors are too strong, and they are really worthy of being the designated recyclers of the forerunners!

"Willing to serve the Recyclers, Sangheili, loyal!"

With the leading elite officer speaking, the rest of the elite warriors also half-knelt on the ground and shouted to Jack in a very firm and pious voice:

"Willing to serve the Recyclers! Loyal!!"

As elite fighters who have been exposed to the idea of ​​pilgrimage since childhood, they will not think about their own power and interests after learning about the existence of the Recyclers.

There is only one attitude towards the Recyclers, unconditional loyalty.

After all, when leaving the mother planet, these elites were educated to follow the gods, embark on a pilgrimage, and exterminate any heretics who offended the gods.

The power and cohesion of religion can make elite warriors pay the price of their lives for the pilgrimage.

It can also make multiple different civilized species become part of the Star Alliance and contribute to the pilgrimage.

But after learning that Morami and the elite councilors revealed that the pilgrimage was a lie fabricated by the prophet clan for their own selfishness, and that the gods had long been dead.

They instantly lost the meaning and purpose of life and fell into a huge void.

Every civilized species needs to have a "goal" to develop. After solving the most basic survival needs, every life form will begin to think about the ultimate question of "who am I, where do I come from, and where am I going".

With these three questions, the Sangheili started the pilgrimage war from their home planet, but just when they were about to approach their god forerunners.

But they were cruelly told that this was a complete scam. When the truth was revealed, the elites were also confused and didn't know where to go in the future.

But the brave and fearless Jack and the brave Astartes warriors, the fighting posture of this group of recyclers conquered them and made them find new meaning.

That is to be loyal to the recyclers, obey the recyclers' orders, and continue to conquer the vast universe!

As a race born with a desire to fight, the ability to fight is a talent that every elite has since birth.

Looting, fighting, and war are the daily tasks that every civilization must carry out. Professional fighters like them certainly have their place.

In addition, according to the normal aesthetics of the Sangheili, these Astartes warriors wearing red heavy power armor are also quite in line with their tastes in terms of appearance.

The colors are bright and mighty, which is very suitable for the gods they imagine!

"Quack! Willing to serve the Recyclers, loyal!"

At this time, the boar beasts also knelt on the ground in panic, and even prostrated themselves to the Astartes warriors in front of them.

For these living hell-level Recyclers, they don't want to offend the other party and suffer the same tragic end as the Jiralhanae.

Seeing a group of alien species kneeling down and saluting him, Jack was a little uncomfortable.

After thinking for a moment, Jack first retracted his chain sword, then came to this group of devout believers, learned Li Ang's usual tone and demeanor, and said to them:

"Get up, since you have chosen to be loyal to our giant company in the world, you are a part of the giant company."

Seeing that the recyclers accepted them, all the elites nodded excitedly and agreed in unison: "Yes!"

When they stood up, Li De, who had arrived late, walked to Jack's side. He also activated the AI ​​real-time translator and external amplifier, and said to the elites below:

"Everyone, my name is Solomon Reed, and the soldier next to me is Jack Wills. We are both employees of a giant company in the world, serving Mr. Li Ang, the CEO of the giant company."

"I am very happy to see that each of you has made the right choice. Please rest assured that your glory will be preserved and your loyalty will be rewarded and remembered!"

"Now, what you have to do is to help us control the entire City of Charity and cooperate with us to eliminate the despicable prophets, Jiralhanae, and jackal races."

Now that the elites and wild boar beasts have been conquered, it's time to label them as "universal giants" and tell them who they specifically serve.

To avoid saying "Recycler, loyal" when it comes to human beings, although humans are recyclers, it is still clear which organization they serve.

Standing in line is very important.

‘A giant company in the world, executive officer Li Ang…’

After hearing these unfamiliar terms, the clever elites immediately reacted. The force that now rules the recycler civilization is called Universal Corporation, and their boss is Li Ang!

"I am willing to serve the Executive Officer!"

Seeing that the elites below were not stupid, and they knew what to say after being taught them, Li De nodded with satisfaction. In this case, his next work tasks would be easier to carry out.

Immediately, led by the devout elites, the Astartes warriors quickly rushed into the interior of High Charity.

With this group of elites leading the way, Li De and Jack didn't have to worry about finding the way. They could just follow these guides and drive unparalleled to kill them.

At this moment, a group of Astartes warriors wearing red power armor suddenly passed over the port.

Only three hundred warriors equipped with Hulkbuster armor were seen. With the help of the armor's propulsion device, they flew gracefully in mid-air, acting as scouts for the ground troops.

After improvements by the scientific research department of the global giant, the new generation of Astartes warriors in the Hulkbuster armored force are equipped with more advanced propulsion systems.

The energy shield generators on them have also been replaced with new generation anti-matter shield devices that last longer and are more durable.

At this moment, this group of flying recycler warriors, combined with their shining red armor, and their cool and elegant flying posture, made the elites below even more convinced of the "divinity" of the recyclers.

Only the recyclers designated by the forerunners of the gods can fly so lightly.

In an instant, the elite warriors shouted out:

"All Sangheili people, for the sake of the Recyclers, eliminate all the rebel prophets, and for the future of the Sangheili people, capture the City of Charity!"

boom--! !

Seeing the Hulkbuster armored warriors passing over their heads, the elites let out a roaring war cry:

"Brothers, fight into the City of Charity and seize the bird position!"

"Let the recyclers see how powerful our Sangheili warriors are!"

"..."

Now that the leader has arrived, now is the time to show your loyalty to the new leader and show your personal talents to the leader, which will also facilitate subsequent promotions.

Coupled with the help of Recycler warriors, these elites also have unprecedented high fighting spirit.

Soon, led by the elites, the Astartes warriors arrived on the ground of High Charity.

The elite warriors who were fighting with the Jiralhanae troops saw the arrival of reinforcements and the assistance of a large number of recyclers, and their morale instantly reached its peak.

For elites who believe in gods, the help of recyclers is equivalent to "God's help"!

The war they are engaged in is not a violent rebellion, but a way of bringing order to chaos and suppressing rebellious officials and traitors.

The Holy Scriptures and laws of the Covenant Alliance are all on their side. Everything the elites do is to punish the thieves according to the order. They stand on the supreme moral level and use weapons to criticize the rebels!

On the other hand, when the Jiralhanae who were fighting against the elites saw a large number of flying Astartes warriors releasing palm thunder at them, their entire mentality exploded instantly.

This feeling is no less than that of an Ultraman fan who suddenly saw Tiga firing his ultimate move at him.

Even the "gods" that the Star Alliance believes in are supporting the elites, so is it really necessary to continue this counter-insurgency war? You don't need to think about it to know that they will lose!