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Chapter 675 For freedom!(1/4)

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Accompanied by the muffled sound of the heavy lead shoes worn by prisoners to restrict movement and prevent escape, a man who looked about thirty years old with a large number of burns and scald scars on his head and face emerged.
, the first one, escorted by fleet soldiers, slowly stepped off the rail train specially designed to transport supplies to the space port.
Behind him were thousands of men and women wearing prison uniforms with faces full of confusion and fear. More than one-third had signs of being beaten, tortured and abused.
The oldest among them is already gray-haired and skinny, as if he may die at any time, while the youngest may not even be ten years old, and it is extremely difficult to even drag his lead shoes around, with eye-catching signs on his bare head.
The human script is branded with the marks of heresy.
You don’t need to ask to know that these poor souls sent as “soul currency” are prisoners sent from prisons on various planets within the vast territory of the human empire. They are also the ten thousand people who have the emperor sitting on the golden throne and all the original bodies disappeared.
The most direct manifestation of the tyranny of the empire’s upper ruling class during the years.
Especially those who were arrested and defined as heretics by various agencies under the Tribunal. Many of them were simply deceived by the cult, or had to join it because the life safety of themselves and their families was threatened.
As a result, after the cult was destroyed, instead of receiving the compensation and resettlement they deserved, the victims were treated as a part of them that needed to be eradicated and eradicated.
In the eyes of the state religion, only in this way can we ensure that the emperor is the only faith of mankind and prevent those damn subspace evil gods from corroding, distorting and playing with mankind.
As for whether any of these people are innocent, that is not a question they need to consider.
After all, according to the philosophy that the empire has always pursued, if loyalty is not absolute, it is absolutely disloyal.
The human subjects who are truly loyal to the emperor should directly resist when they discover these heresies. Even if they are unable to eliminate them, they should at least use their own lives to consume the opponent's weapons and ammunition. This is the obligation of an imperial subject.
Therefore, every one of those who were coerced by the cult betrayed the empire and betrayed the emperor, the lord of mankind. How could there be so-called "innocents"?
Accompanied by this simple, crude, and extreme one-size-fits-all policy, as well as a bloated and highly corrupt bureaucracy within the empire, coupled with the 10,000-year-long supreme privilege of investigating whoever you want and arresting whoever you want.
, it is unimaginable how many unjust, false and wrongful convictions there will be during the execution process.
After all, these guys dared to investigate even the regent of the original body, Robert Guilliman.
Abuse of power, frame-up and frame-up are not worth mentioning at all.
Learn about the famous "Extermination Order".
During the Tyranid invasion, this thing blasted out an astronomical-scale isolation zone in the galaxy.
Although the empire claims to have evacuated all residents in advance in its external publicity, only the fleets who carried out the order know the true situation.
Many times to eliminate a political enemy or competitor, as long as you find a way to connect him with a cult or heresy, and then provide relevant evidence to the Inquisition, the latter will immediately take action to plunge the whole family into an irreversible situation.
Don't worry that if you are caught, the other party will bite you to death and not admit the crime.
Because so far no one has been able to survive the seventy-two hours of torture in the trial court.
In the end, everyone who is caught will admit that they are heretics, have committed an unforgivable crime, and have betrayed the empire and the emperor. They only hope that the Inquisition can give them a happy life.
Of course, in addition to heretics, these prisoners also include deserters, residents who were coerced to launch a rebellion on a certain planet, and ordinary people who voluntarily or were forced to join the Chaos camp to provide various logistical supplies for the demonized Space Marines.
etc.
Since the Primarch Robert Guilliman has just woken up from his slumber and begun to carry out reforms and concentrate his efforts on launching a military operation called the "Indomitus Crusade", the entire empire can be captured every day from top to bottom.
The number of prisoners is quite terrifying.
Under normal circumstances, what awaits these people is either to be executed or to be transformed into various types of servitors, using their lives on the battlefield to atone for the mistakes they have made.
But now they have all been sent to Zuo Si to be used as soul currency in exchange for materials that the empire urgently needs.
Needless to say, the subspace force field generator among them has been regarded by the Mechanicus of Mars and the Terran Council as the most urgently needed resource for the expedition fleet since the end of the test.
And those super-giant magic mechas are also regarded as the Titan mechas called "God's Machines" in this world. They are larger, stronger, and can provide stronger firepower. It is simply a large-scale offensive.
The most ideal weapon.
Not to mention the multifunctional single-man powered mecha that can extract energy from subspace to release psychic lightning, melt rays, and dissociation rays to achieve instantaneous teleportation over short distances.
The newly formed Logistics Department under the order of the Imperial Regent wished they could send out all the transport fleets to transfer these massive criminals imprisoned in various star regions, and exchange all their souls for these that can directly improve the combat effectiveness of front-line troops.
big baby.
Especially the Gray Knights, who were specially established to deal with the threat of Chaos Demons. After using Shimmering Oil to create power mechas that could greatly enhance the power of psychic spells, they all expressed that they no longer wanted to use ordinary power mechas.
Because no one in the entire empire understands the huge value contained in these enchanted power mechas, weapons, and ammunition better than they do.
Swords, axes, and broadswords that exude silver or golden light can leave horrific wounds that cannot be healed on the Chaos Demon's body with just one blow, and can also produce continuous burning that makes the enemy miserable.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Even bullets engraved with dense runes can easily penetrate the demon's psychic protective force field, which is not something ordinary long-range weapons can do.
It can even be said that the planet that has been completely devoured and transformed by Shimmering Oil has become an indispensable and important foundry base in the empire's logistics system, and it is absolutely irreplaceable.
If it came under enemy attack, the Terran Council and the Imperial Navy would not hesitate to send Chapter Astartes to help.
"Your Majesty the Great Sister, in accordance with the request of the Parliament, I have safely delivered the first batch of prisoners. A total of 5,326,473 people. Among them, 320 were transported due to various reasons.
Died for various reasons."
The captain of the transport ship immediately performed a standard imperial military salute after seeing Grace, and reported in a very solemn tone. At the same time, he did not forget to glance at Zuo Si from the corner of his eye, whose whole body was shining with metallic light.
"Well done. Next you need to transport the items on this list to the spacecraft, and then wait for the convoy to arrive and act with them."
With that said, Grace, still disguised as a nun, sent an electronic list in her hand to the other party's portable electronic device through the network.
The latter quickly took a look and found that the list was all filled with letters and numbers, and there was not even a decent name at all.
Among them, the one listed as X-000 is a big thing that is placed not far away and is several hundred meters long and sealed in a ceramic container.
Because the box is marked with the same huge letters and numbers.
What the fuck is this?
This size is simply several times larger than the average infantry drop pod.
However, considering that some secrets might be involved, the captain decisively suppressed his strong curiosity.
After all, the Inquisition's ubiquitous spies are no joke.
Once you are regarded as stealing imperial secrets or labeled as disloyal, you can basically declare that your life is completely over.
Just as the captain was about to call his men to start transporting all the items on the list to the spacecraft with the help of the space elevator, Zuo Si, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly walked up to the prisoner standing at the front and asked with interest: "Are you guilty?"
What crime?"
moment!
The surroundings became silent, and everyone involuntarily raised their heads and stared nervously.
However, before the prisoner could speak, the captain in charge of escorting quickly retrieved the relevant information from the ship's network and carefully replied: "Your Excellency, he is a deserter who ignored orders and gave up without authorization on the battlefield.
A solid line of defense is needed.
According to the military decree promulgated by the empire, this is definitely punishable by death.
In fact, all the prisoners sent here, without exception, are death row inmates with serious crimes.
My people can help carry out the execution if you need it."
"No, thank you. But compared to this empty record without any polish, I prefer to hear the description and explanation of the person involved."
Zuo Si bluntly rejected the navy captain's proposal.
Because in his eyes, more than half of these prisoners were not flashing red auras that symbolized evil.
This means that the fairness of the empire's judicial system has long been in name only, and has completely turned into a criminal institution that maintains governance through threats and intimidation.
The man in prison uniform raised his head, with numbness and despair in his eyes, and said in an emotionless tone: "As recorded in the file, I became a deserter and did not stick to the defense line as ordered, just like everyone else.
Died in the trenches by those demonized Space Marines.
After all, I was just an ordinary office clerk before being forced into the battlefield.
The only weapon in his hand was a laser gun that couldn't even penetrate a powered mecha.
What else could I do in this situation but run away?
To those guys in the Ministry of Military Affairs, our deaths are just a series of meaningless cold numbers, and they don't even waste a second to mourn.
I just see through this and want to live. Is this wrong?
If this is not allowed, then it is not me who is wrong, but the world."
"Shut up! Shameful deserter! You are making excuses for your cowardice! You must know that in the battle you participated in, three billion heroic soldiers died, but they never took a step back.
." The captain of the transport ship scolded sternly.
To be continued...
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