The Empire begins with the Fourth Scourge.

1594. Total War

"Send troops to Kotharis? Why?" Lieutenant General Henderson still didn't understand the seriousness of the problem. "The only hyperspace channel that can be navigated on the planet Phaeda is through the planet Kotaris, and then through the planet Agama, before reaching the capital of the Ninth Army. Planet Palin-Minoor. As long as we hold the geth fleet on the planet Phaeda, they will not pose any threat to our rear."

Gilad-Pellaeon said seriously: "As I said just now, the Geth may have mastered the super-light speed travel method that we don't know! Then, facing such enemies, the first lesson we need to learn is that their range of action will no longer be bound by hyperspace channels! They can start from anywhere and appear anywhere!"

"What did you say?" Henderson was shocked.

It's not his fault, everyone in the galaxy will not immediately turn around this twist and turn.It's like saying that when we talk about a car, we know that it is running on the road, and when we talk about a train, we know that it is running on the track, but one day someone suddenly said that the train can use the track and can go off-road, so our first reaction is also unable to understand how such a train will behave and where it will appear.

"From now on, every planet of ours is a battlefield, a front line! We have no rear in an absolute sense! Until we are able to figure out the principle and range of activities of Geth's FTL travel!" Gilad Perrine said.

"That is to say, even our supply transportation must be escorted by heavy troops." Wulf-Yularen said seriously, he turned to Henderson and said: "It is not too late, we need to get in touch with those transport ships immediately and send them to a safe place!... No, no place is safe. Our fleet is the last safe haven."

He then turned on the communication and gave a few instructions to another commander, asking him to immediately lead a fleet to the planet Kotaris to protect the army's supplies and heavy vehicle units.

Gilad-Pellaeon added: "Then we need to start landing as soon as possible. We have brought 30 clone troops, and we must land them all within two days! General Henderson, you are more familiar with the situation here and need your cooperation. The 30 troops need a garrison and a landing site."

"30 clone troops?" Lieutenant General Henderson was taken aback again. "As far as I know, the Galactic Republic has never invested so many clone troops in any battle at once!"

"That's because our enemies are different this time," Gilad-Pellaeon said. "How many ground troops does the geth have now?"

"Before there were about 600 million to 800 million corpse puppets. For the Geth, the force can only be estimated at about 10. But after that, the Geth sent a large number of transport ships and successfully landed. Now I can't estimate how many Geths are on the planet Phaeda." Henderson said.

"We need to mobilize everyone on the planet, every factory, even every gram of food, every piece of metal!" Girard Perrine said, "Issuing a general mobilization order for the planet, implementing military control, requiring all adult males over the age of 18 and under 50 to enlist in the army, and people of other races, set age requirements according to corresponding standards. All factories are nationalized, and planning and output are unified!"

"This is to send civilians to the battlefield? And to rob those privately owned factories? It's ridiculous! Before the geth comes over, the planet will fall into riots!" Lieutenant General Henderson also couldn't understand such a war mode.

"No, we have to do this." Admiral Woolf Ularen could understand. He said: "Just like facing the Eternal Empire 3600 years ago and the Sith Empire 1000 years ago, the war with the geth is a gamble on the survival of our civilization and race...all-out war."

Lieutenant General Henderson's face was a little pale, and he nodded slowly.

……

One day later, Chinesti City, the capital of the planet Fiaida.

[All young and middle-aged residents are requested to go to the nearest street to register immediately!Hand out weapons, train! 】A spaceship is flying in the sky, and a large holographic projection device is installed under the spaceship, on which the terrifying picture of the corpse puppets and the majestic soldiers of the Republic are played repeatedly.

[The invasion of Geth has made it impossible for us to retreat!We have no retreat, no surrender, no mercy!If it fails, then everyone will be turned into zombie puppets of the walking dead! 】

[It is impossible to evacuate an entire planet, the only thing we can do is resist!Resolute resistance!The Galactic Republic has sent millions of troops to reinforce, but this is still not enough!We need everyone's support!We need every determined hand to unleash searing blasters on the brutal geth! 】

In every street and every region, the Galactic Republic began to set up registration points, and all people of the right age were included in the reserve force, and simple training was carried out so that they could go to the battlefield.

There was a long queue in front of the registration point, and every resident in the queue had expressions of panic and confusion on their faces.For them, war has never been closer.

[Every man of school age is obliged to join the army and fight for our survival!All those who refuse to join the army will be arrested for crimes against civilization and will also be sent to the most dangerous front line! 】There are spaceships flying at low altitude everywhere, using high-powered loudspeakers and holographic projections to announce the conscription order.

Either motivating or coercing.

According to Girard Perrine's plan, he used 30 of the 25 clone soldiers for the rear conscription work, and only 5 soldiers joined with Lieutenant General Henderson's 4 troops to continue to build frontline positions.

As the conscription work began, a large number of conscripted militiamen began to come to the front line, and they began to assist in the task of building bunkers and positions.

Over an inconspicuous building, a LAAT/I assault transport boat quickly flew over, and a few clone troopers got off the transport boat, and they broke through the door directly.

All I could see inside was that dozens of mercenaries were getting drunk, there were empty wine bottles everywhere, and there were a few women who had been played with to death.

The clone commander stepped forward and said: "You have been recruited, please immediately follow us to the nearest station for reorganization."

At this time, a fierce and burly man stood up and said ferociously: "Do you know who we are?! We are the Fire Steel Mercenary Group! We..."

boom!His head exploded instantly!

The clone commander turned the blaster pistol in his hand, and said coldly: "From now on, your number is the Galactic Republic Phaeida Legion, Fire Steel Combat Team. Return to the team immediately!" (End of this chapter)