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Unlike the desolate and lifeless atmosphere of outer space.

The Forward Base was now completely engulfed in chaos.

More and more people raised the banner of the Rebel Army, constantly encouraging their fellow lower-class citizens to join them in resisting the city council's tyrannical rule.

Initially, the Coordination Committee's attention was drawn to the interstellar warships in near-Earth orbit, leaving them with no spare energy to deal with the rioting crowds.

Having missed this optimal window of opportunity for repression, the situation has now spiraled out of control.

If someone were to fly over the Forward Base now and look down, they would be horrified to discover that, within a radius of thirty kilometers centered on the Forward Base, conflicts of varying intensities are erupting in various places.

The gun barrels spewed flames, the flames burned, and there were occasional explosions.

The crowd went berserk, charging at anyone they saw who had any city association background.

Outnumbered, even fully armed soldiers could not overcome the overwhelming odds.

Because when the riots began, the armed forces were scattered across various areas to maintain stability, and there was no unified command from a high level at the beginning.

This resulted in the soldiers fighting independently at the beginning of the riot.

The highest level of organization is at the small team level; they haven't even set up their formation yet.

Faced with crowds rushing in from all directions, they were almost immediately routed.

Later, when Lu Bai dealt with the interstellar warships in near-Earth orbit and the Coordination Committee finally turned its attention to the turmoil at the Forward Base, it was already too late.

Staff, ordinary citizens, Rebel Army, armed forces... people of all kinds were mixed together, and the scene was in complete chaos.

Even residential areas monitored by drone swarms have not found peace.

It may be advanced experience gained from the last large-scale riot.

To avoid being attacked by drone swarms again, many people chose to set buildings on fire, and some even used gasoline cans they had stolen from who-knows-where.

Thick smoke billowed over the Forward Base, further exacerbating the chaos as visibility decreased.

Heat sensors alone cannot identify targets in dense smoke. To avoid accidentally injuring friendly forces, tens of thousands of drones can only hover in the air, wasting battery power.

"Stop it, all of you! Kneel down and put your hands behind your heads!"

"Hug your mother!"

They managed to assemble a fully armed squad of sixteen men amidst the chaos, but before they could even contact their superiors, they were riddled with bullets from the darkness after merely reprimanding a madman who attempted arson.

Immediately afterwards, the Rebel Army hiding in the rooms and tents rushed out and, after suffering more than ten casualties, wiped out the entire armed squad.

There was no time to mourn the fallen brothers; they immediately seized the weapons from these soldiers and armed the remaining men.

People are everywhere now, and potential Rebel Army are everywhere.

As long as there are weapons, there's no need to worry about a lack of users.

Even if someone didn't initially intend to join the Rebel Army, the thought of killing arises naturally when they hold a weapon in their hand. A few encouraging words are enough to embolden someone to fire a shot.

Ultimately, in order to ensure the efficient operation of the Underground City, the city government cannot avoid exploiting the surplus value of the lower classes.

Over time, every ordinary citizen will develop resentment towards the city; it's just a matter of degree.

As more and more people are armed, the difficulty of suppression and the cost of doing so are skyrocketing.

Later on, the fully armed Rebel Army even began to launch an attack on the central area where the Forward Base was located.

In particular, the building where the Coordination Committee office was located had a small number of guards, but its firepower was strong enough to turn the space 30 meters in front of the building into a meat grinder.

Numerous severed limbs were scattered on the ground, and corpses nearly covered the entire road.

This was clearly not the first time the rebels had stormed the Coordination Committee office; previous attempts had simply ended in failure, leaving behind only corpses.

Even though the Coordination Committee office still seemed as stable as ever, the clerks inside were in a panic, frantically contacting their superiors.

If they didn't know they didn't have enough authority, the clerks would have loved to directly transfer the City Direct Military to guard the Coordination Committee office.

Yes, in fact, the office of the Coordination Committee in the Forward Base is currently just an empty shell.

The members of the Coordination Committee are merely directing operations remotely from inside the shelter; they haven't even returned to the surface yet.

Currently, the only committee member at the Forward Base is Pu Xueli, who temporarily applied to join the Coordination Committee.

However, he was still in the Combat Command Center discussing the upcoming war with the Mona people and showed no intention of returning to take charge.

As the saying goes, when it rains, it pours.

The Forward Base was not only experiencing widespread riots, but the external environment was also unstable.

It is worth mentioning that the town's Rebel Army, who had previously suffered a heavy blow, were not scattered and fled as a result.

Instead, thanks to the efforts of that clear-eyed young man, they were able to regroup.

Of course, the number of participants was significantly reduced, totaling less than 10,000 at most.

But this isn't necessarily a bad thing.

This Rebel Army was further refined under the forging of artillery fire.

The Rebel Army who are still willing to gather around this young man are basically those who would rather risk their lives than lose a piece of the city's society.

Fueled by a strong spirit of martyrdom, it ironically revealed a sense of "a desperate army will surely win."

Led by this clear-eyed young man, they quickly crossed the three-kilometer-diameter pit and headed straight for the Forward Base.

When they discovered that the Forward Base was already in complete chaos even before they had to lift a finger, their unexpected joy gave them a glimpse of the dawn of victory.

Their previously exhausted bodies were now filled with renewed strength, and their marching speed increased by another 30%.

This allowed them to arrive near the Forward Base much earlier than planned.

The Combat Command Center didn't take these rabble seriously. After completing the frontline deployment, the second line of defense that had been set up was directly transferred to suppress the riot.

This allowed the Rebel Army to advance smoothly into the rear of the Forward Base without any hindrance.

"That's an armory!"

A sharp-eyed individual immediately spotted the sign outside one of the Warehouse.

The biggest problem for this Rebel Army was the lack of weapons. Seeing this opportunity to practically give away equipment, they were not about to let it go and rushed forward in a swarm.

With only a mere twenty-odd guards and no one expecting rebels to appear from this direction, the battle ended in three minutes.

The young man's eyes blazed with a fierce light. "We have already grasped the key to victory."