The Shi'ar had no profession like police. Their military handled both external and internal affairs, so Shi'ar soldiers could be said to have it much tougher than Kree Empire soldiers.
Although the Kree followed an iron-blooded policy and had little in the way of entertainment or leisure, their harsh training only exhausted their bodies; their minds and thoughts remained free. The Supreme Intelligence could not possibly be so idle as to read everyone's thoughts.
Among the Three Great Empires, the Skrull military probably enjoyed the best treatment. They faced few restrictions in any regard. There were plenty of military regulations, but whether the leaders of the various fleets enforced them was another matter entirely.
The Kree and Shi'ar militaries were filled with strong, well-built men and women. Years of training and combat had given them excellent physiques. The Skrulls were different—some second- and third-rate defense forces had plenty of fat guys. Maybe they trained once every ten years?
In any case, Su Ming had not waited long for his prey when a spacecraft flew low across the sky. A squad jumped from its hold several dozen meters above the ground, landing one after another in Terminator-style one-knee poses.
They wore silver-white metal armor, their shoulder plates decorated with images of various birds, and carried all kinds of hot and cold weapons.
Of course, despite its different appearance, he immediately recognized the Shi'ar version of the Flamethrower.
A few civilians who had replied to the posts earlier might have been closer than the military and had arrived first. They were currently waiting at the coordinates for their "interview."
The imagined beautiful, rich young woman never came. Instead, the military arrived.
There was no warning and no unnecessary movement. The well-trained soldiers opened fire the instant they landed, shooting as they advanced.