1594. Total War
“Send troops to Kotaris? Why?” Lieutenant General Henderson still did not understand the seriousness of the problem. “The only navigable hyperspace channel on the planet of Fiida is through Kota. The planet Reis, and then through the planet Agama, can then reach the planet Palin-Minor, the capital of the Ninth Army. As long as we hold back the Geth fleet on the planet Feida, they will not be able to do anything to our rear. Threat."
Gilard Pellaeon said seriously: "As I said just now, Geth may have mastered the method of faster-than-light navigation that we don't know about! So facing such an enemy, The first lesson we need to learn is that their range of action will no longer be restricted by hyperspace channels! They can start from anywhere and appear anywhere! "
"What did you say?" Dessen was shocked.
It’s not his fault, everyone in the galaxy will not immediately turn around this twist and turn. It's like when we talk about cars, we know they run on roads, and when we talk about trains, we know they run on tracks. But one day someone suddenly said that trains don't need tracks and can go cross-country. Then our third question My first reaction was that I couldn't understand how such a train would behave and where it would appear.
"From now on, every one of our planets is a battlefield and a front line! We have no rear in the absolute sense! Until we have the ability to figure out the principles and scope of Geth's faster-than-light navigation!" Gilad - Pellaeon said.
"That is to say, even our supply transportation must be escorted by heavy troops." Wolf-Yularen said seriously. He turned to Henderson and said: "Without further ado, we 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 opened the communication and spoke to the other party. The commander gave a few instructions and asked him to immediately lead a fleet to the planet Kotaris to protect the army's supplies and heavy vehicle units.
Girard Pellaeon added: "Then we need to start landing as soon as possible. We have brought 300,000 clone troops and they must all land within two days! General Henderson, You are more familiar with the situation here and need your cooperation. These 300,000 troops need a station and a landing site."
"300,000 clone troops?" Lieutenant General Henderson was surprised again. "As far as I know, the Galactic Republic has never deployed so many clone armies at once in any battle!"
"That's because this time, our enemy is different." Gilad Pellaeon said, "How many ground troops do the Geth have now?"
"There were about 6 to 8 million before. As for the zombies, the Geth force can only be roughly estimated to be around 100,000. But since then, the Geth has sent a large number of transport ships and has successfully landed. Now I cannot estimate how many Geth are on the planet Feida. "Heng. Dessen said.
“We need to mobilize every person on the planet, every factory, every gram of food, and every piece of metal!” Gilad Perrine said, “Issue a general mobilization order on the planet and implement military control , requiring all adult males over 18 and under 50 to enlist in the army, and the age requirements for people of other races will be set according to corresponding standards. All factories will be nationalized, and planning and output will be unified. "
"This is! You want to send civilians to the battlefield? And you also want to rob those privately owned factories? How ridiculous! The planet will fall into riots before the Geth comes!" Lieutenant General Henderson also cannot understand this kind of war.
“No, we must do this.” Admiral Wolf-Yularen could understand, he said: “Just like when we faced the Eternal Empire 3,600 years ago and the Sith Empire 1,000 years ago, The war with the Geth is a bet on the survival of our civilization and race... a total war."
Lieutenant General Henderson's face turned a little pale, and he nodded slowly.
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One day later, the capital of the planet Feida, Chinesti City. [All young and middle-aged residents, please go to the nearest street to register immediately! Distribute weapons and conduct training! 】A spaceship is flying in the sky, and a large holographic projection device is installed below the spacecraft, which repeatedly plays horrific images of corpses and puppets, as well as images of majestic Republic soldiers.
【The invasion of Geth has made us unable to retreat! We have no retreat, no surrender, no mercy! If it fails, everyone will be made into zombie puppets! 】
[It is impossible to evacuate an entire planet. The only thing we can do is resist! Resist resolutely! The Galactic Republic has sent millions of troops for reinforcements, but this is still not enough! We need everyone's support! We need every determined hand to fire a searing blaster beam at the brutal geth! 】
In every street and every region, the Galactic Republic began to set up registration points, enrolling all people of appropriate age into the reserve force, and conduct simple training so that they can go on the battlefield.
There was a long queue in front of the registration point, and every resident in the queue had an expression of fear and confusion on their face. For them, war has never been closer.
【Every male of school age is obliged to join the army and fight for our survival! Anyone who refuses to join the army will be arrested for anti-civilization crimes and will also be sent to the most dangerous front lines! 】There are spaceships flying at low altitudes everywhere, using high-power loudspeakers and holographic projections to publicize recruitment orders.
Either motivation or coercion.
According to Gilad Pellaeon's plan, he used all 250,000 of the 300,000 clone soldiers for recruitment at the rear, and only 50,000 soldiers were combined with Lieutenant General Henderson's 40,000 or so troops to continue building Frontline position.
As the recruitment work began, a large number of conscripted militiamen began to come to the front line, and they began to help take on the task of building bunkers and positions.
Over an inconspicuous building, a LAAT/I assault transport boat flew quickly. Several clone soldiers got off the transport boat, and they broke through the door directly.
I only saw dozens of mercenaries getting drunk inside, empty wine bottles everywhere, and a few women who were played to the point of dying.
The clone commander stepped forward and said: "You have been recruited. Please follow us immediately to the nearest station for reorganization."
At this time, a fierce and sturdy man stood up and said ferociously: "Do you know who we are?! We are the Fire Steel Mercenary Group! We..."
Bang! His head exploded instantly!
The clone commander turned the blaster pistol in his hand and said coldly: "From now on, your number is the Fieda Legion of the Galactic Republic, Firesteel Combat Team. Return to the team immediately!" (End of this chapter)