2251. Soldier's Diary
Bolo ball (Bolo ball), a very violent sport that is similar to football, but a bit like rugby. This sport encourages body collisions while kicking the ball, and the players even wear protective gear.
This kind of sport is particularly popular in Outer Rim of the galaxy and Mid Rim, and Core Worlds also has a lot of fans. For example, Alderaan is one of the strongest teams of Bolo ball.
But to say that the planet that is most enthusiastic about Bolo ball is Mandalore.
Like many Outer Rim Territories planets, people on Mandalore have no money to engage in extremely exciting but expensive competitions like Bonta Night Speeder Race, so Bolo ball, which can be played at any venue, has become their favorite. Moreover, Bolo ball advocates the rules of direct physical confrontation, which also makes the Mandalorian, who has martial blood flowing in his bones, extremely obsessed with it.
Secundus City, municipal Bolo ball gymnasium.
This venue, which had hosted countless Bolo ball competitions and brought people a lot of joy and passion, was now half destroyed by the flames of war. However, due to the vast space of the stadium, it has become Vizsla government forces's logistics base.
Private Darko licked his chapped lips and looked at the three Kom'rk-class fighter that landed outside the stadium. The three fighter jets raised their wings as if they were huge flags 53 meters high.
This reminded him of the Galactic Cup Bolo ball competition three years ago. On this court, Mandalore team, which lacked funds, had very poor equipment, training and food, actually defeated the super wealthy Alderaan team with a score of 2:1! At the same time, on the Fwillsving (Fwillsving) planet, Fwillsving team also defeated Dawn team sent by Duchy of Dawn 1:0 at home, and finally overtook Alderaan team and won the championship of that Galactic Cup. This also broke the myth of Alderaan team's five consecutive championships among Galactic Cup.
On that day, the Secundus City National Stadium had colorful flags flying and loud shouts. Because although Mandalore team has been a weak team in the middle and lower reaches for a long time, at that moment, they defeated the most powerful opponent and dominated the Galactic Cup championship.
However, as time passed, due to the outbreak of uprisings and wars in various places, Galactic Empire and Duchy of Dawn also began to turn against each other. Galactic Cup was eventually suspended, and the dramatic result was forever fixed.
Although Galactic Empire once claimed that they would restore peace and tranquility to the Milky Way within a year and then rekindle the flame of Galactic Cup, when they finally failed to do so, they never mentioned Galactic Cup again.
But now, what stands in the Secundus City National Stadium is no longer the beautiful colorful flag, but the blue and white painted Kom'rk-class fighter huge wings!
Darko shook his head, randomly found a shady place, sat on the empty ammunition box, took off his helmet and put it on his lap, then took out a small diary from his arms, gently smoothed the wrinkled cover, opened a few pages, and then at the end A new page reads: [Imperial Calendar In the 9th year (Imperial Calendar in this book is calculated from 20BBY, it is now 11BBY), on February 23, I came to Secundus City again. The last time I came here was three years ago. I followed my father here to watch the last game of Galactic Cup against Alderaan team... That was my happiest time.]
[... But my father died in a terrorist attack launched by those mobs a year later... From that moment on, I swore revenge, joined the army, and fought to maintain the peace and tranquility of Mandalore.]
Writing this, Darko picked up the kettle and shook it, then raised his head hard, trying to pour a drop of water out of it, but failed. He had no choice but to continue writing in his diary...
[Yesterday, we liberated Secundus City. Even those demonic super soldiers Jango-Fett could not stop us. Secundus City surrendered. But... Commander wants us to extract 3,000 residents here and execute them publicly to serve as a warning to others. At that time, I was really scared... Even the day before yesterday, when I heard that Jango-Fett and Super Soldier were killing people just a block away from us, I had never been so scared... because Commander actually asked us to open fire on civilians...]
[I told Lieutenant Pande that I was a little dizzy because my eardrum was damaged by the shell, so I did not participate in this operation. But even though I was here, I could still hear the gunshots coming from over there for a full hour. Aren't we supposed to be liberators? Aren't we supposed to protect the peace of Mandalore? Why would those people in Secundus City prefer to die to fight against Governor Vizsla?]
Darko sighed and wrote in his diary in frustration: [I'm really scared now. I just hope this can all end soon. In this attack on Secundus City, we have almost used the ammunition we brought from Concordia headquarters. It would be great if we could go back.]
At this time, a loud shout came from not far away, "Company 17, gather immediately! It's our turn to get water!!"
It was his own company. Darko quickly stood up, took the empty water bottle around his waist, and ran quickly to gather.
After many days of bloody battles, his company has been reduced from the standard 300 personnel to the current 180 personnel. Among the 120 personnel reduced, more than 40 people have died, and the remaining 70 or so people are now receiving treatment at the field hospital on the other side of the stadium.
But Darko knows that although it is said to be treatment, those field hospitals do not have enough medicine and equipment to deal with the horrors suffered on the battlefield. Ever since he arrived here, the screams at the field hospital have never stopped.
Darko licked his dry lips again. Now he didn't care about so much anymore. He just wanted to drink water.
Before setting off, Commander repeatedly told them that as long as those rebellious cities can be liberated, whether it is water or food, they can be solved. So they set out with just three days' worth of rations and a standard unit of ammunition. However, a week has passed since the battle began. They have never received supplies and can only hope to capture the target city.
In fact, it is precisely because of this that they work so hard.
As the team walked towards the water supply plant, you could see the corpses of civilians lying on the roadside along the way. Their hands and feet were tied and they fell to the ground. Most of their heads had been blown open by blasters, dripping with blood, and the air was filled with the smell of blood.
When we came to the factory, many of the water collection equipment here had been damaged, and only one machine was still working. Several Rebel Alliance prisoners covered in bruises were numbly controlling the machine. Their skin was dry and their lips were cracked. It looked like they hadn't drank water for a long time.