Chapter 110: Chapter 109: Don’t Let the Governor’s Efforts Go to Waste

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Stopping the storm meant to sacrifice the entire city was something the Starfighter Battle Group and the Sisters were also bound to do, and without question.

Even if they didn’t regard the civilians of Revival City as people, the cult leader, who had repeatedly called the Emperor a “false emperor,” a “lackey,” and his followers as “cheap slaves,” had already thoroughly aroused their anger. Under these names, the man had undisguisedly declared his hostility towards the Empire, becoming the most despicable traitor.

Wouldn’t it be a great shame if a city that housed members of the Sisterhood and the Starfighter Battle Group allowed the plans of these traitors to succeed?

When Gu Hang suggested that they must find a way to solve this problem and prevent this catastrophe, both of them agreed and began to look for a solution.

Georgette was the main force.

As the Prioress, aside from her combat capability, and apart from the divine grace bestowed upon her over the years, her other major task was to study various spiritual powers and cult materials. She armed her mind so that she could quickly find targeted solutions when facing similar problems in the future.

Rizzo was of a similar nature, just not as specialized as the Battle Nuns. After all, he was a Starfighter and had been on a penitent crusade for an extended time, where battle missions and training were more frequent, and as a Priest, he also had to soothe the emotions and morale of his fellow fighters, and handle their confessions.

But no matter what, he had lived for so long, seen much and knew much, and perhaps some of his past experiences could offer insight into similar issues.

While the Prioress and the Priest of the Battle Group sought a solution for this evil ritual from a religious perspective, Gu Hang considered solutions from the aspect of spiritual energy.

Currently, the huge storm avatar is about to be reformed, but in itself, it might look intimidating, but that’s not a big problem.

Using a 155mm howitzer again to bombard it seems too extravagant, as a shell is quite expensive, and inventory isn’t plentiful to begin with.

But they could use much cheaper mortar guns.

Perbov had already sent out several mortar teams to encircle the giant monster incarnation. Whenever it shows signs of reforming its body, a few shells would directly blast down, and the just reformed part of the body would be blasted into pieces again, entering the phase of reforming once more.

It was quite pitiful.

However, while it may seem pitiful, if it truly stood up, it would be extremely fierce. A slap from it could send a Starfighter flying, and even through the powered armor, they would be injured. Against ordinary people, it could perhaps sweep away a whole squad of infantry with one move.

Don’t be fooled by the fact that two howitzer shells sent it away, but if it wasn’t for the Phoenix and the Holy Mercy Lily drawing its hatred beforehand, and the fact that they had a relatively high chance of survival under the bombardment.

Relying solely on ordinary troops to deal with it would be extremely difficult. It might require death squads to attract the attention of the storm fury avatar.

But a death squad would surely suffer heavy casualties under the attack of the storm fury avatar, and then, when the heavy artillery arrives, the ordinary soldiers who are closer are likely to be completely wiped out.

Not to mention organizing a death squad that is bound to be a suicide mission is a difficult task in itself, but even if it’s successful, the soldiers would find it very hard to hold their ground. Without the ability to counter, the storm fury avatar would easily rampage through the military formation, not restricting its movement, making the accuracy of the artillery fire worrying.

If not hit, then a new death squad must go up.

Are there enough men to die?

This death squad can’t rely on the troops who have just been recruited from the prisoners. Coercion won’t work, and they simply can’t do the job.

But what if they call on more Starfighters and Battle Nuns to go to each wind power station to solve the problem?

Will there be enough time?

Faced with this problem, Gu Hang thought of a solution:

The Quintet in the sky.

However, even if they could deal with the threat of the storm fury avatar, what about the problem of the storm itself?

Gu Hang had thought that the generators and the large blades were the core of this storm. However, after they were bombed and physically no longer existed, they left behind white misty blades that blew into a huge storm fury avatar.

What if the core of this storm was in these white misty blades, in the storm fury avatar?

The fact was just so, Gu Hang could clearly see that the power of the storm fury avatar was projected into the sky, causing a strong spiritual energy reaction.

But the problem was, this connection couldn’t be cut off.

Gu Hang had already tried using his soul-cutting ability to block it, but to no effect—or perhaps Gu Hang was not powerful enough to have an effect.

And when the fury avatar was blasted into pieces, and the white mist forming the wind turbine blades were also shattered, it did not affect their spiritual connection at all. The lightning storm and torrential rain were still getting worse.

Flash floods from the downpour, the hurricane itself, and even more frequent lightning strikes… If this trend continues, the growing storm would destroy Revival City in about three hours.

Standing in the rain, Gu Hang pondered all of this.

While observing the constantly exploded and minimally replenishing storm fury avatar through his Psychic Vision, he contemplated many tactics moving forward.

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He began to speak, issuing one command after another:

“Inform Osenia, beyond distributing food, to put all her efforts into the evacuation of personnel. Prepare for the worst-case scenario—she has two hours to evacuate Revival City. During this time, I need her to do her utmost to evacuate as many people as possible from the city.”

“Tell Lambert to mobilize all the forces he can command within Revival City to assist Osenia’s evacuation efforts.”

“Notify Yan Fangxu to deploy the entire former Alliance Legion to fully support Osenia. The troops must also withdraw from Revival City after two hours.”

“Another order for Yan Fangxu—take command of the teams sent to the various wind power stations. Ten minutes from now, he must provide the precise coordinates for seven wind farms and relay them to me. After the orbital bombardment, all troops must quickly approach the bombardment sites and exterminate everything still alive there. If anything continues to reconstitute or resurrect, keep destroying it. This mission is to carry on for two and a half hours; once the time is up, if there are no new orders, the troops must withdraw immediately.”

“Connect me to Quintet and convey my request to Colonel Yelisia, please prepare for an orbital strike immediately. In ten minutes, we will provide the strike coordinates. They must carry out three rounds of precise orbital bombardments at the locations, with low firepower and the highest accuracy. Emphasize—not to use heavy-caliber ship cannons. I do not wish to destroy Revival City.”

Perbov, upon hearing these commands from the governor, couldn’t help but shiver.

Back when the torrential rain had soaked him through, he didn’t feel cold, but now the wind and rain seemed piercing to the bone.

He hurriedly followed the governor’s instructions, sending out each command through the communication soldiers of the camp.

Connecting with Quintet proved slightly more troublesome, but fortunately, the mission included a device specially for orbital communication. After some time, he managed to get it done.

After finishing the tasks at hand, Perbov had nothing else to do. As he sat idly, he began to grasp the implications behind the governor’s orders.

This was making preparations for both possibilities.

If the storm disaster remained unresolved by the end, the worst-case scenario would come into play: relinquish Revival City and evacuate as much of the population as possible within two hours.

Of course, as long as the people survived, there was still hope. But with only two hours under a fierce storm, how many could they evacuate?

Hardly any!

Not to mention the manufacturing equipment, the food…

But in such a dire situation, the governor’s choice was undoubtedly rational.

Before everything came to an irrevocable end, it was crucial to preserve as much as possible—saving as many lives and as much material as they could.

It was better than losing everything along with Revival City.

Part of the work assigned to Osenia, Lambert, and Yan Fangxu was in an effort to achieve this.

But clearly, the governor was not so easily willing to give up.

He was still doing his utmost to save the city.

The second command to Yan Fangxu and the request for an orbital strike to Yelisia were made with this in mind.

Three spaced out orbital strikes, even the smallest firepower a starship could deliver, would be enough to destroy the wind farms; the subsequent two salvos, with a slight interval, could then eliminate any manifestations of the Storm Fury that appeared.

Of course, this wouldn’t completely solve the problem. Even if the avatars of the Storm Fury were extinguished, their shells would regenerate over time, as it was happening now.

But the troops dispatched to the other seven sites could handle the follow-up. Like Perbov’s own situation, they just needed to surround the remnants of the Storm Fury and bombard it with mortars whenever it showed signs of regenerating. As long as they had enough shells, the thing couldn’t wreak havoc.

And then, there was only one problem left: the monster might be contained, but how to stop the storm?

Watching the governor still furrowing his brows, seeing the Holy Lily and the Phoenixes look helpless, Perbov’s heart twisted in anguish.

He couldn’t help but pray silently:

“Divine Emperor above, please let them find a way, please don’t let the governor’s hard work go to waste.”

He hadn’t been a devout follower of the Divine Emperor, but having heard and thought a lot, he could now say this.

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