Chapter 2250 Soldier's Diary
2251. Soldier's Diary
Boloball is a very violent sport that is similar to football, but a bit like rugby. This sport encourages body collisions while kicking the ball, and the players even wear protective gear.
This sport is particularly popular in the outer and middle rings of the galaxy, and it also has many fans in the core circle. For example, the planet Alderaan is one of the strongest teams in Boro Ball.
But to say that the planet that is most enthusiastic about the Boro Ball is the planet Mandalore.
Like many planets in the Outer Rim Stars, people on Mandalore don't have the money to engage in extremely exciting but expensive competitions such as the Bangta Night Podracing Race, so they can just find a venue to play Boro Ball. It became their favorite. Moreover, Boro Ball advocates the rules of direct physical confrontation, which also fascinates Mandalorians who have martial blood flowing in their bones.
Sekpi City, Municipal Polo Stadium.
This venue, which has hosted countless bolo competitions and brought people a lot of joy and passion, has been half destroyed by the war. However, due to the vast space of the stadium, it became a logistics base for the Vizsla government forces.
Private Darko licked his chapped lips and looked at the three Komrik-class fighter jets that landed outside the stadium. The three fighter jets raised their wings as if they were 53 meters high. Like a huge flag.
This reminded him of the Galaxy Cup Boro Competition three years ago. On this court, the Mandalorian team, which lacked funds, had very poor equipment, training and food, actually lost 2:1. Defeated the super wealthy Alderaan team! At the same time, on the planet Fwillsving, the Fwillsving team also defeated the Dawn team sent by the Principality of Dawn 1:0 at home, and finally overtook the Alderaan team and won the Galaxy Cup championship. . This also broke the myth of the Alderaan team winning five consecutive Galaxy Cup titles.
On that day, colorful flags were flying at the Sikebi Municipal Stadium and the shouts were loud. Because although the Mandalorian team has long been a weak team in the middle and lower reaches, at that moment, they defeated the most powerful opponent and dominated the Galaxy Cup championship.
However, times have changed. Due to the outbreak of uprisings and wars in various places, the Galactic Empire and the Principality of Dawn also began to have conflicts. The Galaxy Cup was eventually suspended, and the dramatic result was forever fixed.
Although the Galactic Empire once claimed that it would restore peace and tranquility to the Milky Way within a year and then rekindle the Holy Fire of the Galaxy Cup, when they were ultimately unable to do so, they never mentioned the Galaxy Cup again. thing.
And now, what stands in the Sikebi Municipal Stadium is no longer the beautiful colorful flag, but the huge wings of the Komrik-class fighter jet painted in blue and white!
Darko shook his head, randomly found a shady place, sat on an empty ammunition box, took off his helmet and put it on his lap, then took out a small diary from his arms, and gently Smooth out the wrinkled cover, open a few pages, and then write on the latest page: [In the 9th year of the imperial calendar (the imperial calendar of this book starts from 20BBY, it is now 11BBY), on February 23rd, I am here again City of Sikeby. The last time I came here was three years ago, when I followed my father here to watch the last game of the Galaxy Cup against Alderaan... That was my happiest time. 】
[...But my father died a year later in a terrorist attack launched by those mobs... From that moment on, I swore revenge, joined the army, and fought to maintain the peace and tranquility of the planet Mandalore. . 】
Writing this, Darko picked up the kettle and shook it, then raised his head hard, trying to pour a drop of water out of it, but failed. He had no choice but to continue writing in his diary... [Yesterday, we liberated Sikebi City. Even Jango Fett's demon-like super soldiers could not stop us. Sikebi City surrendered. But... the commander asked us to extract 3,000 of the residents here and execute them publicly to serve as a warning to others. At that time, I was really scared... Even the day before yesterday, when I heard that Jango Fett's super soldiers were killing people just a block away from us, I had never been so scared... because the commander actually wanted to We opened fire on civilians...]
[I told Second Lieutenant Pande that I was a little dizzy because my eardrum was damaged by the shell, so I did not participate in this operation. But even though I was here, I could still hear the gunshots coming from over there for a full hour. Aren’t we supposed to be liberators? Aren't we supposed to protect the peace of Mandalore? Why are those people in Sikebi City willing to die to confront Governor Vizsla? 】
Darko sighed and wrote in his diary frustratedly: [I am really scared now. I just hope this can end soon. In this attack on Sikebi City, the ammunition we brought from Concordia headquarters has almost been used. It would be great if we could go back. 】
At this time, a loud shouting sound came from not far away, "Company 17, assemble immediately! It's our turn to get water!!"
It was his own company. Darko quickly stood up and put his arm around his waist. Holding the empty water bottle in his hand, he quickly ran over to gather.
After many days of bloody battles, the company he belongs to has been reduced from the standard establishment of 300 people to the current 180 people. Among the 120 people reduced, more than 40 people have died, and more than 70 people remain. , is now receiving treatment at a field hospital on the other side of the stadium.
But Darko knew that although it was treatment, those field hospitals did not have enough medicine and equipment to deal with the horrors suffered on the battlefield. Ever since he arrived here, the screams at the field hospital have never stopped.
Darko licked his dry lips again. He didn't care about so much now. He just wanted to drink water.
Before setting off, the commander repeatedly told them that as long as those rebellious cities could be liberated, whether it was water or food, they could be solved. So they set out with just three days' worth of rations and a standard unit of ammunition. However, a week has passed since the battle began. They have never received supplies and can only hope to capture the target city.
In fact, it is precisely because of this that they are so desperate.
Following the team towards the direction of the water supply plant, you can see the corpses of civilians lying on the roadside. Their hands and feet were tied and they fell to the ground. Most of their heads had been exploded. The gun exploded, dripping with blood, and the smell of blood filled the air.
When we arrived at the factory, many of the water collection equipment here had been damaged, and only one machine was still working. Several bruised rebel prisoners were numbly controlling the machine. Their skin was dry and their lips were cracked. It looked like they hadn't drank water for a long time.
(End of this chapter)