CHAPTER 1500: CHAPTER 22: CRIMSON PIERCING THE ATMOSPHERE (PART 2)

In the sky, a heavy shuttlecraft slowly flew by, carrying personnel who observed everything happening below.

"Do you think such a protest is useful?" They were organizers of this event, albeit somewhat marginal members.

"Useful? Protests certainly aren’t directly useful." His colleague sat at the table leisurely using a knife and fork to eat.

"They can’t directly drag the enemy out and eliminate them, nor can they instantly zero out the opponent’s bank account assets."

"However, protests have significant indirect uses, such as legitimizing our subsequent actions." The other took a bite of steak, then sipped some red wine.

"Hastily dealing with a good person requires great social costs and might bring about a significant public opinion crisis, shaking our social and political foundations."

"But if you’re dealing with a bad person, someone everyone believes is very bad and deserves punishment?"

"No need for written rules on how to deal with him, just a mutual smile between people, leading to the same decision."

"To make legislators propose a proposal against common sense demands a great price and is hard to pass; even if passed, it’s difficult to execute at grassroots levels. But if many internally approve this proposal, it passes quickly, is easy to promote, and is executed without psychological burden."

"We don’t need those protesting personnel to really defeat the opponent, we just need to publish their protest behaviors on various platforms, letting countless mouthpieces speak for us, making the majority of society believe this rhetoric; then we’ve succeeded."

"The public will believe our actions are just, reasonable, what should have been done long ago; at this point, we have a huge advantage, and any counterattack and protest from the opponent only confirms such rhetoric, ’See, they indeed are restless with ulterior motives all along.’"

"This is the power and terror of public opinion. Fortunately, we are currently winning, while the opponent is retreating piece by piece."

"If you ask me whether I feel uneasy, the answer is no, because we gave them a chance in the past; if ’Ying Tianxue’ Ores Miss had shone in the civil war seven years ago, allowing the Federation Central Council to win, it wouldn’t have come to this."

"The Elves are too weak. They don’t deserve their current position."

Carrying the heavy rumbling sound, the shuttlecraft slowly flew over Tear Moon Lake, with the equipment onboard recording everything below and synchronously transmitting it across various platforms.

As this operative said, facing overwhelming public opinion attacks, the familial conglomerates of Elves retreated step by step, with all factions pinning the blame on ’Ying Tianxue’ Ores’s fragility amidst the defeat of seven years ago. Moreover, the core of the Elf Faction ’Bai Mei Vertical Harp’ Evelyn is not a strong character; facing various insults and attacks, she falls into a low and self-blame state, making it hard to exert strong counterattacks, leading to the swaying and hesitation among the conglomerates gathered around her.

Finally, the complete collapse of public opinion reached a critical point. At a new round of the Federal Central Council meeting, a legislator proposed to confiscate the large illegal land and properties occupied by the Elves in the Central Star Domain and redistribute them through public auction to fill the long-standing deficit of the Federal Government.

In the meeting hall, before the Elf Faction legislators could rise in opposition, a resonant chorus arose in the hall. The song’s pitch climbed steadily high, grand but laced with a tinge of melancholy, like an elegy in the face of an extremity, moving to the heart.

This is the famous song "Distant Star Nebula" sung by Emuralin’s ’Cobalt Blue Tears,’ said to be left by Emuralin during a time of confusion and hesitation four hundred years ago, before the Federation split, singing the sorrow and sadness of that era and the heavy feeling of seeing no hope for the future.

With this song as the watershed, fierce internal conflict erupted within the Federation, everything committed to the flames, and then reborn in the big fire.

The Elf Faction legislator, who had been in a state of fury, saw more and more people joining the chorus, and the song overwhelmed the whole venue. A trace of despair and sadness flashed across his face, and finally they sat down slowly, powerlessly leaning back against his chair, letting it lead the whole council scene to an extreme direction.

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In March 1267 of the Sixth Era, on the day the special proposal of the Central Council was passed, the Central Star Domain erupted in the most intense conflict in four hundred years, with members of both factions directly entering a state of hot war.

’Tear Moon Flower Crown’ habitat star, outside of the atmosphere.

Starships skimmed past the planetary rim, blocking the access paths to and from the planet, after which heavy shuttlecraft flew out from the belly of starships, rushing into the atmosphere.

The whistling sound pierced the sky, as the tail a thousand meters long of the shuttlecraft drew through the air like deep red comets descending, shattering the peace of hundreds of years of this flower sea planet.

The rumbling gray iron steel plummeted to the horizon of the earth, then carried up the sharp air flow explosion.

The shuttlecraft’s door opened, revealing deep red sharp angled outlines under the slanting rays of sunlight. This was the Sixth Rank main force mecha ’Fierce Red Falcon-a1’ model in service within the Federation, compared to the ’Black Messenger-a2’ model widely equipped in the Southern Star Region, their furnace core was more powerful, providing higher energy output for linear impact and coverage attacks.

’Fierce Red Falcon-a1’ model mechas detached from the shuttlecraft, rushed into low altitudes, with six huge nozzles behind them glowing with orange-red jets, propelling these heavy large mechas forward at unimaginable speeds.

On the ground, in densely populated Elf areas, urgent and sharp alarms sounded, countless people hurriedly followed directions to escape to underground shelters, vehicles on the streets were a chaotic mess, and various hover cars in the air flew erratically, with frequent collisions and crashes.

Minutes later, a volley of anti-air missiles rose from underground pits, erupting into fierce flames, propelling themselves up into the atmosphere.

Faced with radar showing innumerable sparkling dots, shuttlecraft diving through the sky released a large number of guided missiles, instantly shrouding the sky in intense white smoke and sparks, even illuminating the night hemisphere with dazzling missile flares.

Ordinary people were still unaware of what was happening, while the high-ranking Elves tuned to the situation were anxious and nervous, awakening all powers at their disposal.

"How dare they..." Looking at the small points marked on the giant projection screen below, the Elves muttered incredulously.

"Absolutely premeditated, a completely targeted, bloody action against us..."

On the day the proposal was passed, without leaving any room for the Elves to react or negotiate, unknown forces’ starships locked down the planet and swiftly dispatched landing troops. To say there was no pre-preparation is absolutely impossible.

’Tear Moon Flower Crown’ habitat star is one of the three major habitat stars in the Emerald Moon Star Domain, with nearly 40% of its population being Elves. If military force from this planet were used against the Elves, it would certainly face immense resistance, making execution difficult; moreover, many local officials and government institutions are held by Elves, dealing with Elves from within the planet is basically unrealistic.

Considering this, to swiftly extinguish the Elves’ retaliatory forces and prevent conflict from expanding into a long drawn-out civil war, the forces supporting ’Volcano Queen’ Pulinko carefully planned meticulously, and the passing of the proposal in the council means the final horn has blown.

Supersonic missiles in the sky flew at speeds of 120 Mach, some hitting guided missiles spread in the air, some striking gray iron-bodied shuttlecraft, directly turning them into explosive fireballs, melting down from the sky.

Though these missiles hindered and destroyed the shuttlecraft rushing into the atmosphere, those high-rank mechas already landed can’t be destroyed by these missiles. Once mechas fully enter combat status, a hundred meters diameter of golden-red halo covers their surroundings, any missiles approaching are directly detonated, and the dispersed explosions leave at most scratches on the mecha shell, unable to break the defense.

Subsequently, the planet’s local defense troops ascended, with mechas whose shells were predominantly white with golden leaves swiftly rising, spreading flexible flying wings, and began battling the deep red mechas entering the planet.

’Golden Rose-a14’ model mechas, the fourteenth generation advanced mechas from the Golden Rose series, have always been the main defensive force in the Central Star Domain, historically regarded as the ’Golden Flame Flower’ Isenisha’s guards in the Federation’s early days, still protecting the most crucial core region for the Federation.

Dazzling light sabers intersected in the air, with the sizzling boiling sparks, these elite warriors of the Federation once again tore each other apart in a fratricidal slaughter, four hundred years later.