217. Fruits of victory
Yuri-Orlov was not walking with Elder Dor. What happened to Vitaly just now made his mood fall to the bottom. He was just walking aimlessly accompanied by some B-1 robots.
Bullets and assault rifles, used and unused, were scattered all over the ground, like garbage. You could step on several guns with just one step.
The remaining Technology Movement members are still rescuing the injured. Although corpses are scattered everywhere, they are still enthusiastic. Seeing Yuri walking by, they all smiled and greeted him.
"Mr. Santa Claus Hello!"
"Thank you Santa Claus!"
"You gave us a wonderful future...Mr. Santa Claus."
Yuri smiled stiffly as he walked towards the battlefield.
On the other side of the battlefield, the corpses of Elder Council soldiers were piled up like a mountain 50 meters away from the front of the Technology Movement front, almost forming a wall of corpses. These soldiers are not brave. In fact, it is a military miracle that they can persist until 50% of the casualties are broken.
But the technological gap is insurmountable...
Technology Movement Here, there are also a large number of corpses lying on the ground. Preliminary estimates indicate that there are 7,000 to 8,000 casualties. The wounded who had not had time to deal with them were still moaning in the pile of corpses, and the smell of blood mixed with the smell of gunpowder smoke hit their nostrils...
Yuri saw that the peasant woman who ran back to ask for the second weapon also fell to the ground. There was a long feather arrow stuck in her chest, piercing from the back of her heart, and blood flowed all over the ground. Her eyes were wide open with a painful expression. Being shot by a bow and arrow was definitely a painful process, because it would make people die slowly in pain.
Yuri sighed, knelt down and helped her close her eyes, and said softly, "Thank you for coming..."
He didn't say anything like Rest in Peace, because he understood that such people would not be able to go to heaven, including himself...
Then he stood up, his eyes became firm, and he said to the T-800 bodyguard next to him, "Prepare a hover motorcycle, let's go to Tekav City. I should grab this fruit of victory with my own hands!"
Two days later, Cerea capital Tekav City, Elder Council Hall.
This stone dome hall is solemn and solemn. In the past tens of thousands of years, it has been the meeting place of Elder Council, the highest authority of the entire Cerea.
But now, Elder Council Hall is surrounded by a chilling aura!
Tens of thousands of Technology Movement fanatics surrounded Elder Council Hall on three levels inside and three outside. They held high the holographic projections and LED slogans in their hands and shouted the name of Elder Dor crazily.
Some of the fanatics were still stained with blood, which was left from the previous battle.
Elder Council Guard held on to the last line of defense. Although they were wearing full body armor and holding heavy swords and large shields, they were still trembling and did not dare to take a step forward.
The news has spread that the long black steel sticks in the hands of these mobs can easily crush them like insects!
Dor-Elder Fermi Bonmi got off the LAV and walked to the door of the Elder Council Hall. The guards raised their heavy swords with trembling hands to prevent him from approaching, but Elder Dor had experienced the previous battle, and he was already so heroic!
He directly pushed the heavy sword from the guard soldier's hand with his hand, and then walked into the hall alone!
In the hall, 15 elders were sitting on a high platform more than 3 meters high, looking down at Elder Dor in the middle of the rotunda, but no one spoke.
Elder Dor pointed to the 16th high platform on the stage and said, "This position originally belonged to me. But... I am now ashamed to sit on it and be with you! You can't see the development of civilization and the continuous changes in the galaxy! All you see is the position under your butts! Because you know better than anyone else that once changes occur, this position may not continue to belong to you!!"
"Nonsense!! We ban the development of science and technology so that our people can live better!! You have seen those industrialized and polluted cities from Galactic Republic! Dark clouds in the sky, pungent air, and smelly river water, do you want this? Galactic Republic Who among the people on the so-called developed planets does not flock to the pure natural environment!" an elder yelled angrily.
"The development of civilization lies in exploration, exploring the mysteries of nature, and exploring the mysteries of the universe. When we know more, we will naturally develop better. But, why do you deprive us of the right of civilization to explore?" Elder Dor came prepared and talked eloquently, "What's more,, you should stop talking about the steam civilization and coal industry. Galactic Republic is developed enough and powerful enough. As long as we join Galactic Republic, we will not need to go through these stages that are extremely damaging to nature, but will directly enter a civilized society."
"You... are talking nonsense!"
Elder Dor continued, "Do you know about nuclear fusion? Forget it, you probably don't know either. Nuclear fusion can easily provide energy for the entire planet, and the reaction waste produced is just clean water, or in other words, it is not even waste. It is clean, and powerful... The wonderful future is already in front of you, but for your own selfishness, you actually reject this change? Ignorance!!"
"In the final analysis, this is just for you to sit in this Grand Elder position!! Any bright future is just a high-sounding excuse!!" the current Grand Elder said sternly.
Elder Dor sneered, "In order to shoulder the heavy responsibility of leading Cerea forward, it is my duty to do so."
He was so straightforward that the elders were in an uproar.
But Elder Dor continued, "But I am not here for this. I am willing to hand over the position of Grand Elder to my son. He is enlightened and wise enough to be qualified for this position. And I am willing to go to Galactic Republic, join Republic Senate, and seek the welfare of our planet on another occasion!"
"This is your wild ambition! You are... this is usurping power!!!" Grand Elder was furious. He stood up and pointed at Dor's nose and cursed.
"Can you stop it?" Elder Dor glanced at him sideways and asked calmly.
Grand Elder's face suddenly turned livid. He was trembling all over and pointed at Dor, but couldn't say a word, so he had to sit down slumped.
"Then, since no one else objects, let's start the nominal election. Grand Elder's only candidate is my son..." Dor was so satisfied that he was about to declare his victory.
However, a loud voice came from the door.
"I object!!"
With a bang, the heavy Elder Council Hall door was pushed open, and a tall figure walked in.
Shockingly...
One of Jedi Order Twelve-member High Council, Cerean, base-Adi-Mundi!
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[Easter egg stamp attached picture 1: Jedi Master base-Adi-Mundi.]