1399, scapegoat
"You..." Stila-Gerrera wanted to say something, but found that she had no position at all. She could only gritted her teeth and said, "Do you know that this Zhang Jiarui is the weapons designer of Separatists. The weapons he designed may be killing thousands of people!"
Judgment looked back at her and said calmly, "I know, so I want to take him back because he is very important to us."
"But! But he was once our enemy!" Stila clenched his fists.
"If you continue like this, then it will be the same now." Judgment's voice was still very calm.
"You bastard! Do you know how many of us were killed by that Thor Mech designed by Zhang Jiarui!!" a Rebel Alliance soldier next to him roared.
Judgment nodded, "I know, General Kalani's plan, Doctor Zhang Jiarui's design. Before coming here, I had a call with General Kalani, He understood the situation. At that time, General Kalani asked him to drive Thor because only Doctor Zhang could control this Experimental Weapon best."
"Then if that's the case, why are you coming to help us! Are you here to laugh at us?" Stila-Gerrera asked sharply.
"I thought you should know my origin. After all, the one who appears on Onderon at this time will not be a wandering Jedi Knight." Judgment said, "As for why I am helping you, it is because you are saving civilians."
"Could it be that your actions of saving civilians are also for the benefit of you Separatists!" Stila said loudly.
"Why do you think that saving civilians is not in our interests?" Judgment asked strangely.
"Then you are willing to help us overthrow Suo-Gerrera's rule because it is in your interests, right?" Stila mocked.
"That's right." Judgment nodded.
"Then, I refuse your help! Our planet, our beliefs, it is not your Separatists's turn to interfere!" Stila-Gerrera said coldly.
"Okay." Judgment was very cold and turned to leave.
"Wait a minute!" Ramses-Dundup yelled, stopping Judgment. Then he said to Stila, "Accept her help! This is our last chance!"
"You also said that we should not stand on either side of Galactic Republic or Separatists!" Stila said loudly, "Zhang Jiarui killed hundreds of us! And her purpose was to save him! Why should I work with such a person!?"
A faint smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Judgment's mask, "Thousands of people? This doesn't change anything. If you think so, then I suggest you accept the rule of Suo-Gerrera, because you can't change anything at all."
"Do you know our struggles? Do you know our beliefs? If you don't know, why do you ignore our sacrifices!" A Rebel Alliance soldier said angrily.
Judgment glanced at him and said calmly, "I once killed millions of Mandalorian Crusaders in Jubal planet for Galactic Republic, but I still failed to change anything. So, you are the same. Sacrifice and dedication are not the reasons to change the world, because sacrifice without purpose is just death in vain."
"Ha! Millions more? Then I said that I killed 30 million battle robots at Raxus yesterday!" the soldier mocked.
Judgment was too lazy to pay attention to him and walked towards the door again.
"Then how can I find a way to change?!" Stila-Gerrera asked loudly from behind, "In the face of this war, our planet is so weak and helpless... What else can we change?"
"Go out and look around more. Because... I'm also looking for the answer." Judgment replied, and continued walking outside.
Stila rushed up and grabbed her black cloak and said, "I ask you... to help us overthrow the rule of Suo-Gerrera!"
Several other Rebel Alliance soldiers were shocked, "Stila, do you really want her to help us?"
"Unite all the forces that can be united! I think... this is the first step I should take!" Stila said firmly.
In Izzy City, as millions of the Republic Army settled in, the city began to become crowded, and patrolling Galactic Republic soldiers could be seen everywhere on the streets, or they were out shopping in twos and threes because they were on vacation.
However, as the horrific casualties on the Dexen Satellite battlefield gradually expanded, going to the battlefield became a lingering nightmare in the hearts of these soldiers.
Whether they were coming back for treatment due to minor injuries, or coming back to rest in rotation, or soldiers who had not yet had their turn to go to the front line, they began to feel anxious.
Under such circumstances, some bad things finally began to appear.
Several Galactic Republic soldiers went to the store to buy things, but they quarreled because they had a disagreement with the boss, so they picked up Blaster rifle and shot the store owner to death on the spot, and finally burned the store.
There are also some soldiers who are driving the stolen Speeder wildly around the city in a frenzy. Whenever they see Onderon civilians along the way, they will shoot them directly!
And many young Onderon civilian women are even more remembered by the soldiers. In just one day, hundreds of extremely vicious QJ, LJ and even JS cases occurred!
For a time, everyone in the whole city was in danger.
But the officers of the Galactic Republic Army let such things go, because they also knew that the pressure on these soldiers when facing Dexen Satellite's meat grinder-like battlefield was naturally extremely huge. Under such circumstances, it would be great if there was a place where they could vent.
Therefore, these officers did not do much to stop such crimes. Of course, they did not do anything. The army's military police were still patrolling everywhere, arresting some soldiers who had committed crimes and putting them in solitary confinement or immediately throwing them on the battlefield.
Anyway, their bottom line is that as long as no one is killed, they can do whatever they want.
The attitude of the officers actually encouraged the inner beastliness of those soldiers. They began to act wantonly in the city with the thought of having a good time before dying, and all kinds of shocking crimes happened again and again!
Anyway, the most serious punishment is to go to the front line immediately, so go ahead! Even if I don't go now, I will go sooner or later, but at least I had a great time before going and it was worth it.
Under such circumstances, the public security of Izzy City began to become extremely bad, even to the point where it was impossible to survive at all! Galactic Republic's Military Police can't stop every evil that happens!
Many residents could not bear the humiliation and began to flee outside the city. However, at this time, even escape became a luxury.
Because Galactic Republic millions of troops are here, and they also need enough manpower. Including farmers, construction workers, chefs, nurses, doctors, handymen, entertainment staff and even tools for venting, how could it be possible for everyone to run away?
Therefore, with the cooperation of the current king Suo-Gerrera, Izzy City banned citizens from leaving the city. Not only that, he also waved the empty check given by Galactic Republic to recruit various types of skilled workers from other cities on the planet, with priority given to young women.
Yes, Suo-Gerrera is cooperating with Galactic Republic, including all their actions!
At this time, Onderon's king Suo-Gerrera was sitting on the throne of Unifar Temple, listening to the report from his subordinates.
"Your Majesty the King, there was a robbery and murder case over there at Izzy City Commercial Center. It was the soldiers from Galactic Republic... They killed more than 30 people over there..." an official said carefully.
Suo-Gerrera waved his hand and said impatiently, "Don't bother me with such trivial matters! A few dead people don't matter? Republic Army himself has Military Police to take care of this matter, let's not get involved. After they capture Dexen Satellite, they will naturally leave here."
"But the problem is, Military Police has never come, and that group of murderous soldiers are still killing each other..." the official said.
Suo-Gerrera's face turned cold, "What do you mean? I already said I don't care, why are you still telling me this? Do you think that as a king, I will casually overturn the last sentence I said?"
"No... no... no, no..."
Suo-Gerrera snorted coldly and said, "Then let me tell you why! This planet has been rotten for a long time!"
He got down from the throne and kicked the official to the ground with a ferocious look on his face, "Yes! It's been rotten for a long time! People on this entire planet are working for Separatists! Everything they do will become that Part of Behemoth-class battlecruiser! How many people were killed in the commercial center? Can you guarantee that any of them have ever produced screws for Separatists's battleship?"
Suo-Gerrera became angrier as he spoke, and then kicked the official aside with a bang, "Do you understand now? Those people are all Separatists's rebels! They just deserve to die! After the Galactic Republic Army leaves, the remaining people are the ones who are truly loyal to us Onderon!"
"Yes... yes..." The official crouched on the ground, holding his head and hurriedly agreed.
At this time, one of his accomplices came up. This person was wearing a gorgeous dress that didn't fit well, and there was a sign hanging on his chest - Chief Financial Minister.
"Boss!! Those stinky brats Royal Guard are still making trouble! What the hell are they trying to maintain law and order! What to do? These guys have many people and guns. Do you want to ask Galactic Republic Army to kill them?" This 'Finance Minister' spoke very vulgarly. He was a person with little education at all, and the things he reported were not Finance Minister's responsibility at all.
It can be seen how chaotic the administrative core of Onderon was under the rule of Suo-Gerrera.
Suo-Gerrera slapped this Finance Minister on the forehead and yelled angrily, "Are you sick, right? Those Royal Guard all surrendered! Now you ask Republic army to kill them, whose face are you slapping? Aren't you clearly making it difficult for Galactic Republic?"
"But there's nothing we can do if they keep making trouble! I see, they have never looked down upon us! Otherwise..." Finance Minister said, walked over and said viciously, "Otherwise we will cut off the food supply to their barracks..."
As he spoke, he had a ferocious look on his face and scratched his neck with his thumb.
Suo-Gerrera sneered, "You guys are just uneducated. Is there any difference between cutting off their supply and killing them directly? Do you really think that the current media and public opinion are blind? Stop causing trouble for ourselves! After Republic army leaves, this planet will be our own!"
"Then..."
"I have already reported to Governor Tarkin, saying that in order to eradicate the Separatists forces and maintain the unity of Galactic Republic, it is our duty as Onderon! Therefore, I am willing to send all Royal Guard 200,000 people to Dexen Satellite to participate in this combat operation to eliminate Separatists!" Suo-Gerrera said.
Finance Minister burst out laughing, "Hahahaha! As expected of the boss! High! Really high!"
"Hahahaha!" Suo-Gerrera also laughed triumphantly, "Do you understand now? I am borrowing the hands of Galactic Republic and Separatists to kill all those who oppose us! This is killing three birds with one stone!"
"Let Onderon Royal Guard join the war?" On the bridge of Hunter Class Battlecruiser as his flagship, Governor of the Fourth Army Wilhuff-Tarkin looked at the report sent by Suo-Gerrera with a mocking look on his face, "This guy Suo-Gerrera is really ruthless. This will cost the lives of those 200,000 people."
"He has done everything possible to consolidate his throne." The adjutant on the side said, "But with the current situation on Dexen Satellite, it would be good to have 200,000 more cannon fodder."
Tarkin sneered, "Reject this proposal."
The adjutant was stunned for a moment and said doubtfully, "Mr. Governor, why do you refuse? This is a good thing that comes to your door."
Tarkin glanced at him and said, "So you still need to study more. Don't fail to see the most critical factors every time. In the end, you have to let me teach you."
He said this, but his eyes were filled with pride, and he continued, "Gerrera is a terrorist. No matter whether he is a king or an emperor now, this essence cannot be changed. Can't I see the bad things he is doing now? No, let him do it. Not only that, I will also support him in doing it."
"Why... why?" The adjutant asked sincerely, not knowing whether it was intentional or not.
"In this way, when we end this battle and liberate Onderon, the people who hate him will not hate us, but him as the king!" Tarkin waved his hand and said, "Then when the time comes, I will arrest him on various ready-made charges, publicly Judgment, and publicly execute him, and those civilians will return to our side again, and the dispute on a planet will be settled."