The Empire begins with the Fourth Scourge.

2243: Mandalore Civil War (II)

"We can't do this, it's too inefficient!" Mandalorian warrior Resos walked into the maintenance room, put the weapon in his hand on the shelf beside him, and said indignantly while shaking his head.

"Transport ships are constantly flying down from the Concordia satellite, dropping the Beyond-Vizla army into every city on the planet Mandalore." Another true Mandalorian warrior, Ventara, said, "Beyond-Vizla, this is a plan to completely exterminate the planet Mandalore!"

Rethos' tone was extremely solemn. "That's what he planned. He would kill all those who opposed him, and then he would just rule the planet. As for the population, there would always be immigrants coming... and he no longer needed the traditions of Mandalore."

"We can't destroy all the troops by ourselves... Boss, do you have any ideas?" Ventara asked Jango Fett, who was silent on the side.

"We must also build an army to fight them, but we don't have one right now." Jango Fett said in a deep voice, "I certainly didn't expect that Super Vizsla would be so crazy... He actually wants to exterminate the entire planet!"

"Where's Severance Tann?" Ventara asked.

Jango Fett shook his head very firmly and said, "The Principality of Dawn can serve as our backup, but Mandalorian affairs must be resolved by Mandalorians! This is the right way! If outside forces are allowed to intervene directly, then what is the difference between us and Transcendent Vizsla? I think we should go find Bo-Katan Kryze."

"Bo-Katan Kryze has rejected us many times, and she has also made it clear that the Principality of Dawn must not be allowed to interfere in the affairs of Mandalore." Rethos said, "When Satine Kryze was controlled and a referendum was launched, Bo-Katan Kryze always believed that the Principality of Dawn was also one of the participants. And the special forces of the Principality of Dawn did intervene in this matter, which cannot be erased in any way."

"But things are different now!" Jango Fett said, "Amazing Vizsla wants to kill all of us, including Bo-Katan Kryze. She was willing to give up the title of Grand Duke rather than surrender, which shows her true intentions. In this war against Amazing Vizsla, she is an ally that must be won over!"

He went on to say: "We, the real Mandalorians, have been extinct on Mandalore for more than 30 years, and people have long forgotten us. Even though we have been constantly taking action and promoting in the past two years, our influence is still insufficient under the suppression of Super Vizsla. It is wishful thinking to want to arm an army. Now on Mandalore, the only person who can still raise an army is Bo-Katan Kryze!"

Ventella nodded and said, "This is the only way now. I will find a way to contact Bo-Katan Kryze."

Jango Fett waved his hand, "No, I'll go find her myself. Bo-Katan Kryze is in hiding now, and even Super Vizsla can't find her, but if I go find her in person, she should be able to see my sincerity and come out to see me... Boba!"

He called out to the back.

Only a tall and strong young man walked out. He was still wearing the majestic Mandalorian armor, and like his father, it was painted in military green.

"Father." Boba Fett nodded at his father.

He is 20 years old this year and is in his prime. Jango Fett has also completed his training as a Mandalorian warrior with him, and has also taken him to the battlefield in recent military operations.

"You come with me," Jango Fett said. "You represent our future and our hope. I think this should convince Bo-Katan Kryze."

"Yes! Father." Boba Fett said seriously.

Jango Fett then said to the tall figure on the other side, "John, while I'm away, the team is in your hands. Let Super Vizsla have a taste of our power!"

Over there, the taciturn John-117 was preparing his Crusader-class mechanized exoskeleton. He turned around and said in a deep voice: "I will continue to attack the enemy's army. However, this will not solve the fundamental problem."

Jango Fett asked, "What do you think we should do?"

"The people of Mandalore have not really stood up yet. They are still like a group of sheep, and sheep cannot defeat a pack of wolves." John-117 said. "The people of Mandalore are also rising up in resistance. Wasn't the trigger of this incident the people's demonstration?" Jango Fett said.

"Not enough..." John-117 shook his head, paused, and added: "I hope so."

……

Mandalore sector, a very remote and unnamed planet.

The environment of this planet is not very good. Because it is a bit close to the star, the average temperature of the planet is relatively high, and apart from groundwater, there is almost no ground water.

However, there are still some settlements on this planet, with hundreds to thousands of people living there. The residents use drilling equipment to extract groundwater and grow crops in fully enclosed farms, thus being self-sufficient in an isolated environment.

A man carrying a pot of water walked towards a house at the edge of the settlement. He covered his head and face with a tattered cloak to avoid being sunburned by the strong ultraviolet rays. Under the cloak, his thick beard was exposed on his chin.

However, at this moment, he suddenly heard a scream coming from inside his house!

"Ah~~~!!"

The bearded man was startled and quickly hugged the kettle in his arms. He rushed over in one step, running all the way into the house at a speed comparable to that of a track and field athlete.

All I saw inside this simple adobe house was a middle-aged woman holding her head and screaming loudly, with a news terminal lying at her feet.

"No! No! Stay away from me! Stay away from me! I don't want to listen! I don't want to listen!!" The woman was terrified and kept trying to kick the news terminal aside, away from herself.

The bearded man put down the kettle, rushed over and hugged the woman, patted her back, and said softly: "Don't worry, don't worry... I'm here, I'm here."

The woman was still restless. She pushed the bearded man aside, pointed at the news terminal in front of her and said loudly: "Open it! Open it!! I want to see it! I want to see it!"

The bearded man frowned, then walked over to pick up the news terminal and turned it on. This was a communication terminal specifically used to receive news channels. It was very cheap and the effect was average. It was just usable.

Only a blurry holographic projection was seen, and the news anchor's voice with electric interference came, […The above is the battle that took place in Lorient City on the planet Mandalore. According to the current information, the ruler of the planet Mandalore, Super-Vizla, is determined to completely solve the problem of the planet Mandalore this time... Our station will continue to pay attention. Next, we invited Mr. Roskas, an expert on Mandalore issues, to analyze the future of the planet Mandalore for us...]

[Ahem... There is no doubt that we can see the determination of Super Vizsla. This decision is difficult, but it is also correct. The Galactic Empire will definitely support such an action...]

“Ah!!!!” The woman screamed again. She kicked the news terminal away and shouted, “Stay away from me! Stay away from me! Don’t listen! I don’t want to listen!”

The bearded man quickly turned off the news terminal, went over to hug the woman, and said, "How about going to bed and taking a rest first?"

At this moment, the woman was already in tears. She kept shaking her head and said, "No... Open it, open it quickly! Mandalore... Mandalore... I want to see it, I want to see it..."

The bearded man sighed and said, "We have nothing to do with Mandalore anymore... Satine." (End of this chapter)