1877. Current status of Mandalore (Part 2)
Seeing these black spaceships, the faces of the residents in the town suddenly showed a look of fear. They packed up their stalls, picked up their packages, and fled in panic towards their homes.
The black spaceship landed directly on the street of the market in a completely defiant manner. The strong wind blown by the engine blew down the makeshift stalls. The heavy landing gear crushed the goods that were too late to move. The originally lively market suddenly became a mess.
On these spaceships, a black star logo is spray-painted! And this symbol once made countless planets in the Milky Way tremble more than ten years ago!
Black Sun! Once the largest gang in the galaxy!
At that time, Black Sun was headed by Fourth Civilization, including Trade Federation, Corporate Alliance, and Mega-corporations, as well as Das-Sidious, Count Dooku, Das-Maul and other Sith Lord were wiped out in a joint attack. Their main base was destroyed, their property was divided up, and the smuggling market was also occupied by Fourth Civilization and Hutt.
It can be said that the reason why Fourth Civilization was able to make huge profits from Spice Smuggling was because the destruction of Black Sun opened up a large amount of smuggling market.
And now, this black star sign also heralds the reappearance of the largest gangster in the galaxy!
The hatch opened, and Black Sun members wearing ferocious masks filed out one after another. They held a very unique U-shaped blaster pistol in their hands. This Blaster pistol is also one of the symbols of Black Sun, which can fire two explosive beams at the same time. Although it cannot be said to have much practical significance, at least it is a sufficient deterrent.
The last person who got off the spacecraft was a man wearing a red mask. He waved his hand and said loudly, "Okay! It's time to collect taxes!! Make up for the taxes we haven't collected!"
"Hahaha! Taxes are collected, taxes are collected!!!" The surrounding gang members laughed wildly and rushed over.
These Black Sun gang members poured into the streets, violently smashed open the doors of the residents' houses one by one, rushed in without explanation, smashed and looted, and looted all valuables!
A burly resident came out with an iron bar and shouted, "What are you doing?! We don't owe anyone any taxes!!"
"It's up to us to decide how much tax we owe!" A gang member walked over, picked up his pistol and was about to smash it. As a result, with a bang, he was knocked down by this resident with a stick!
"Damn it! I will never allow it!" the sturdy resident yelled.
Several surrounding gang members immediately raised their U-shaped pistols and pointed them at him. The resident gritted his teeth, but did not dare to move rashly. He held the iron rod tightly and refused to take a step back.
"Okay! I said, don't kill people! This is not what we should do." The leader wearing a red mask stepped forward and opened his clothes.
All he saw was two metal handles hanging from his waist! One of them is Lightsaber!
The sturdy resident already had some fear in his heart. He naturally knew Lightsaber and knew what Lightsaber meant. However, the red mask swayed around his waist. Without touching Lightsaber, he took off another handle, picked it up and shook it. With a click, a half-meter-long electric baton stretched out!
"Yes, killing is wrong." Red Mask stepped forward, took a sudden step, and hit his head with an electric baton!
The sturdy resident picked up the iron rod and rushed forward. He relied on the longer iron rod and prepared to fight with all his strength, and both sides would lose! However, the red mask's footsteps made a slight mistake, and the iron rod suddenly hit the air. At the same time, the electric baton in his hand stabbed the opponent's waist hard!
The strong resident was suddenly shocked and twitched all over, and smoke even came out of his body. He fainted and fell to the ground, still twitching.
"Smash it with me!! By the way, don't kill anyone!" The red mask waved his hand, and more gang members immediately rushed into the man's house and smashed him without any hesitation.
"You robbers! I will fight with you!!!" An old roar came from the other side! I only saw a man wearing metal armor and a full-coverage helmet with T-shaped visor limping out with a Blaster pistol, and opened fire on the Black Sun gang members.
Seeing this, several gang members were shocked and screamed, "Oh no! It's Mandalorian warrior! It's Mandalorian warrior!!"
They were running around, not even having the courage to resist.
The red mask looked over and let out an unpleasant laugh. He waved to the men next to him and asked, "What did I just say?"
"You mean, don't kill anyone..." the subordinate replied respectfully.
"No, no, no... I clearly said, calm down. Right? Calm down." The red mask said nonchalantly while waving his hands vigorously, urging the men next to him, "Quick, quick, quick, quick, quick..."
The subordinates understood and quickly took out a huge blaster machine gun from a spaceship. It was a Z-6 six-barreled blaster machine gun!! Clone Wars Z Clone Trooper A special weapon for heavy firepower!
"Hahaha!" Red Mask threw away the electric baton in his hand, picked up the Z-6 six-barreled blaster machine gun with both hands and pointed it at the elderly Mandalorian warrior who was constantly shooting to drive away the gang members. He said with a ferocious smile, "I told you to calm down!"
Da da da da da da! The six-barreled blaster machine gun fired an extremely dense burst of blaster beams! The old man was swallowed up almost instantly! But the red mask still didn't stop and was still shooting wildly! I don't know how long it took before he stopped.
When the smoke cleared, the place where the old man was had been blasted like a honeycomb by the blaster beam. The old man's body had been beaten to pieces along with the inferior armor, and the charred stumps were mixed in with the melted armor, making it impossible to separate them. Only the full-coverage helmet is still intact. It seems that this helmet is the only one made by genuine Beskar steel.
"Hahahahaha! Hahahahahahaha!!" The red mask laughed crazily while holding a blaster machine gun.
Amid his laughter, Black Sun gang members swarmed into the homes of residents who no longer dared to resist.
Black spaceships took off again, loaded with the belongings of the residents of this town, leaving only bursts of mournful cries and angry curses.
In the spaceship, the red mask leaned on the chair and connected to a communication.
The evil faces of Tiber-Zayne were projected in the holographic projection.
"I'll collect the tax for you." Red Mask said happily, "According to the rules, it's seventy-three cents."
"Hehehe... very good. I hope this time, I can remind Pre-Vizsla that you have to pay for things." Tiber-Zayne smiled evilly.
After Black Sun's spaceship left, security officers came one after another. However, these security guards could not do anything. They said some useless words to the residents, and then left in despair amidst the residents' cries and curses.
A few days later, four or five burly warriors wearing Mandalorian armor drove to this town. They jumped out of the car, took off their helmets and took them in their hands, looking around, frowning.
"I remember... when I came here last year, it was quite prosperous..." The soldier leading the group was none other than Jango-Fett.
He looked around. The once bustling market here was now in a mess, with only a few stalls patched together from fragments still displaying a few shriveled fruits.
There was almost no one on the street, only the hostile eyes looking through the broken windows.
"What... happened here?" Mandalorian warrior Resoth said.
"It must have been looted. Who is it? This place is not far from Sundari!" A Mandalorian warrior next to him was full of indignation, "Are those Public Security Department teams from Pre-Vizsla all eating shit?"
Jango-Fett pointed in a direction and said, "Go to Old Tik and ask. He was once one of us, and he was already a brave veteran when he was Galidrong Campaign."
However, when they walked over, they only saw a dilapidated house riddled with holes, and Mandalorian helmet, which was slightly distorted due to the continuous high temperature and was placed squarely at the door.
Jango-Fett's body trembled with anger, "Asshole... Asshole!! They killed Old Tik!! Asshole!!!"
Regardless, he rushed to the nearby house, kicked the door open, rushed in, grabbed a man's collar and shouted angrily, "What happened? Huh?! Tell me!!!"
Frightened by the terrifying expressions of Jango-Fett, the man hesitated for a long time before saying, "It's... it's Black Sun...Black Sun's people! In the past, they only came here to collect some protection fees, but this time... they took everything away... everything..."
"Asshole! Where is Team Public Security Department?" Jango-Fett yelled.
"Team Public Security Department?" The man smiled bitterly, "They didn't do anything. Now we don't even have enough food rations, and they are not even willing to give us food relief..."
"Asshole..." The anger in Jango-Fett's eyes was almost burning, "Hold on! I'll go find some food and medicine right away!"
With that said, he ran out like the wind.
A fleet of hoverbikes passed through the white desert at high speed, raising a long trail of dust.
Jango-Fett The group of people drove their motorcycles to the fastest speed and drove towards the depths of the desert. Soon, they entered a Gobi area and entered a very secret underground valley.
After driving through the initial desolation, deep in the valley, there was a modern base! There are people coming and going in the base, including B-1 combat robots and Mandalorian warrior wearing armor. There are more than a dozen construction vehicles and SCVs busy inside, expanding the base and building more facilities.
The whole place was in a state of prosperity.
Seeing Jango-Fett and the others coming back, a woman wearing glasses and looking very capable came out of the base. She came over and asked, "Why are you back so soon? Jango. Aren't you planning to go to Sundari to meet with our informant?"
"Chinchilla Town was robbed! Black Sun did it!" Jango-Fett said in a deep voice.
The woman frowned and said, "Black Sun again? In the past three months, there have been more than ten cases of Black Sun causing chaos. And isn't Chinchilla Town near Sundari? Who gave Black Sun Are you brave? And normally, any Death Watch under Pre-Vizsla can easily kill those Black Sun gangsters as easily as they can kill a chicken!"
"I don't know. And Black Sun did a great job this time! They even evacuated the entire town!" Jango-Fett said, "Such a large-scale robbery operation, Pre-Vizsla didn't respond at all! Garcia, we need to organize a shipment of supplies to Chinchilla Town! Otherwise, at least hundreds of people will starve to death!
The woman named Garcia frowned and said, "We are also very short of supplies now. It is too reluctant to directly support a town. And that town is right next to Sundari. If we do this, there is no guarantee that Pre-Vizsla will not take the opportunity to deal with us."
"I don't care about this anymore! If Pre-Vizsla dares to come, I'll just show him how powerful I am!" Jango-Fett said.
Garcia frowned and thought for a while, then said, "It's not impossible... Supporting Chinchilla Town is also a way to expand our influence. I will think of ways to raise food and supplies, General Tann can help mobilize a batch of supplies from other planets, but the main problem is that now Pre-Vizsla has bought a large number of fighter jets from the black market, and he may intercept our transport ship in outer space."
"He even has Wraith fighter!" Jango-Fett also feels a little tricky.
"Wraith fighter has been sold on the black market for more than ten years. There are probably thousands of Wraith fighters sold. It is not unusual for Pre-Vizsla to get Wraith fighter from the black market." Garcia said.
Jango-Fett said seriously, "Anyway, let's settle Chinchilla Town's matter first. Pre- Over at Vizsla, I'll deal with him! I got information before that he built a military airport outside Sundari, with at least 50 fighter jets stationed inside. If the airport can be destroyed, it will be helpful."
"There are at least 5,000 troops stationed at that airport, and the number of Death Watch is unknown, which is very dangerous." Garcia said.
Jango-Fett smiled, "We are Mandalorian warrior! We never consider how many enemies there are!"
At this time, there was a slight sound of mechanical transmission from behind, and a soldier wearing a full-body military green mecha came over. He threw a memory to Jango and said, "I took someone to the airport to touch it. This is information."
Jango-Fett opened the Omni-tool on the wrist and checked the intelligence content, "Topography, firepower points, garrison situation, patrol routes... You actually figured it all out? Haha! As expected of you! Master Chief!"
"It's time for a big fight!" Master Chief John 117 raised his fist and punched Jango-Fett lightly and said.