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"Had the war situation been so bad before, you should have already completed military control over these people. But now, I see a system that is still in extreme chaos."

Hearing these unfriendly words, Auston glanced at her, but he wasn't angry. After all, what she said was true:

"Space Marines should not interfere in mortal affairs except in extreme circumstances."

"So, does this count as an extreme situation now?"

Although Auston had a lot of say as a champion, when it came to issues like politics, he took the initiative to hand over the right to answer to the Imperial Fist officer he had seen before.

As the number of Space Marines arriving gradually increased, violently taking over the area's defenses and disarming the guards, the Imperial Fists officer didn't respond verbally at first, only nodded calmly before speaking:

"After only a brief lull, the political struggle resumed. It seems my words simply fell on deaf ears. Even if they haven't become corrupted, I believe it's necessary to take tougher measures, like the Ultramarines did, to avoid problems with resource coordination later."

Seeing that a few people finalized the matter in a few words, Zhang Ge, who was the fuse of the incident, was unconsciously distracted, thinking about where to go so that Agamemnon could achieve a desperate outcome.

Chapter 204 Yes, Yes and Yes

However, before Zhang Ge could think too long, the few people who had just had a brief conversation with him had already dispersed.

At the same time, more numerous Battle Sisters came in later than the Space Marines... to be more precise, they crushed in.

They drove tanks and armored vehicles and directly knocked open the luxuriously decorated transparent crystal door. The tracks plowed out dirty marks on the soft carpet, and the engine sounds echoed in the spacious hall like thunder.

Not long ago, when they thought the enemy was a friendly force, the battle sisters could drive these equipment to receive inspections and garlands, but now, when they judged the enemy as a potential enemy, they can also turn the vehicle body and grenade launcher in the direction without any pressure.

And it was at this time that the bloodshed occurred.

Several guards who hesitated in the face of the great changes had not yet been disarmed because they were far away. So when the battle sisters broke into the scene, some of them, due to extreme nerves, triggered a conditioned reflex shaped by long-term training and slightly raised their guns in their direction.

Unfortunately, compared to the Imperial Fists, the nuns are apparently a bit rougher.

This threatening action directly resulted in a magazine-emptying counterattack. The heavy bolter on the vehicle lit up before the gunman even reacted to retract his gun. The guard holding the gun and several of his colleagues around him were covered by several heavy bombs and turned into charred corpses and scattered flesh around the explosion marks.

Logically speaking, this undisguised attack should have immediately provoked a counterattack from the guards, but when things escalated to this point, many guards also felt something was wrong.

If other nobles' armed forces barged in like this, they would certainly fight back... But the question was, were Space Marines and Sisters of Battle coming together? They were loyal to the Agamemnon family, yes, but they were also loyal to the Empire. What was the difference between firing on them and declaring treason?

Even most rebels have never had the experience of firing at both at the same time, right?

Influenced by this idea, most of the remaining armed guards voluntarily laid down their weapons, and a small number of die-hard family loyalists had to choose to give up resistance after assessing the power gap between the two sides.

When the situation in the front hall had settled down, the female noble appeared in front of everyone through the exit of the banquet hall. Not long ago, her mood had sunk to the bottom due to the gunshots she heard.

However, the moment she appeared, before she even had time to assess the situation, she felt as if something suddenly flashed before her eyes.

Then, the body was slowly lifted up.

She could feel a huge force acting on one side of her waist, which lifted her feet off the ground. Her original height of only about 1.6 meters was raised to 2 meters.

A face with silver hair and golden eyes appeared in sight.

But the moment she saw her, the noblewoman's first thought was not horror, but instinctive surprise at the exquisiteness of her face.

But soon, she remembered who the person in front of her was.

It was the great nun who flew in the air during the triumphal ceremony... It was said that she was also blessed by the Emperor, and the people who had even witnessed her had spread the rumor into a "living saint" version, and she enjoyed extremely high popularity.

When she had watched from a distance before, she had been somewhat disdainful of those foolish rumors, but now that she had actually seen it up close, she had to admit that those legends did have a certain degree of credibility.

And she must be "Amelia"?

What made the female noble feel ironic was that she actually learned the name of this great nun from Zhang Ge. Normally, for someone of her level, when meeting Amelia, they were only qualified to address her by her position or title, and naturally had no way of knowing her full name, let alone addressing her so intimately.

The two looked at each other for half a second. After half a second, the female noble suddenly felt that she was thrown to the ground again. She staggered backward and was only saved from falling by the help of the two guards behind her.

Amelia said lightly:

"No signs of corruption."

This sentence was undoubtedly good news, even a turning point. Just when the female noble had no time to think about it and wanted to speak out to grab this straw, she heard Amelia's second sentence.

"Then it means that this is the family tradition and nature."

Thought it was yes or no?

I'm lying to you, actually it's yes yes yes.

Although she was in a desperate situation once again, the remaining rationality made the female noble give up the extremely tempting idea in her mind, and she finally signaled the surrounding guards powerlessly to give up resistance.

In this situation, if there is no armed resistance, there may still be a chance, but if there is a complete break, even if Agamemnon has cultivated some absolutely loyal followers, the final result will not change at all, and it may even directly implicate the main family of the Hyperion District.

Seeing this, Amelia didn't even look at her again. Two Pure Angel Battle Sisters walked past the guards who were looking at each other in bewilderment, and lifted up the noblewoman's body, which was no longer able to walk, on either side, and took her to an armored vehicle not far away.

Everyone who witnessed this scene, both inside and outside the banquet, knew that this was only the beginning and far from the end.

As the Space Marines and Battle Sisters advanced into the banquet hall, the situation was quickly brought under control. The entire banquet crowd was gathered on the lowest level and divided into four categories.

The first category is irrelevant personnel, consisting of officers of the Astra Militarum, invited priests of the Mechanicus and other people who have basically no involvement.

The second category is less related, consisting of nobles who had little in-depth contact with Agamemnon and local state church bishops who were not closely involved.

The third category is strongly related. These people either have direct blood ties with the Governor's family, or have alliance agreements with them in the archives, or are even some sub-families and gangs that serve as the Governor's family's gloves.

The fourth category is the attendants and guards at the banquet.

These high-ranking and powerful people huddled together according to their categories amid the sound of footsteps in power armor, and each of them had their own joys and sorrows.

Most of the first type of people naturally just watched the joke, but those Star Army soldiers who understood the whole story basically stood on Zhang Ge's side while watching the joke - apart from anything else, if those Titans could have been left behind, the battlefield would have had four more Titans' firepower support.

The second type either gloats over the misfortune, or laughs directly at it, or even starts the possible division of interests.

As for the third and fourth categories, they basically felt that they had both feet in the coffin. Of course, some people wanted to struggle a little longer, so while denouncing Agamemnon's atrocities with tears in their eyes, they cut him ruthlessly.

However, their requests and cries went unanswered. The Space Marines and Battle Sisters responsible for maintaining order simply patrolled silently, waiting for the next order from the rear.

Chapter 205: The Nobles Are Suspected of Being Unmilitarized

In the rear, after the decision was made, all parties naturally did not remain idle.

When the Imperial Fists decided to intervene in politics, they did so with extreme brutality.

The first thing was to block the news at the banquet, and then immediately contacted all the noble families that could be contacted, asking them to send the most influential representatives in the family to attend a meeting.

After representatives from all parties arrived at the venue in a high-speed shuttle, they closed the door and issued a direct control order.

There wasn't a lot of twists and turns—in fact, there wasn't the time or the need for that. With the Imperial Fist's capabilities, even if all the nobles present chose not to cooperate, they could easily take over the relevant political power after clearing out the rebellion.

Space Marines are extremely versatile, and the specialties of different chapters are stronger strengths developed on the basis of versatility. Even ordinary Space Marines of the Imperial Fists are capable of handling political work, but they are relatively not as good as the Ultramarines.

There are three main reasons why they did not choose to purge directly. First, the nobles who did not make mistakes are also loyalists and do not need to be cleaned up. Second, the cleanup work will delay time, and the war situation may undergo new changes during this period. Third, Space Marines should not be trapped in administrative work, which will result in a disguised loss of combat effectiveness.

However, all the families were clearly aware of this. They hadn't actually defected or rebelled, so why would they risk their entire families to slow down a few Space Marines? With nothing better to do after a full meal, did they want to meet their long-lost relatives at the execution ground?

Political means can be used to deal with a few Astra Militarum colonels, and even Astra Militarum generals can be won over or restrained to a certain extent, but for a startup group... it is best not to test how much resources they can mobilize.

Of course, after the establishment of military control, the first thing to do was to liquidate the Agamemnon family and related nobles.

They also sent representatives over - since the noblewoman was actually being advised and guided by a representative of the family, the Agamemnon family was actually aware of the matter, but they did not choose to escape. Instead, they accepted their fate.

After all, there are many things in this world that are more terrifying than death.

In this situation, after contacting and consulting Zhang Ge, the Imperial Fists announced the fate of the Agamemnon family in the Dead Forest District in front of all the representatives:

Those directly involved in the incident were executed, and the direct and collateral bloodlines of the clan were specially transformed and sent to the north of the Dead Forest to atone for their sins. The plague spread by Nurgle was spreading there, and people were urgently needed to take charge of the front-line isolation work.

As for those who are not closely related, such as servants, they will be placed in the reserve after review and, after a period of training, will serve as supplementary forces for the future PDF.

This is certainly not just an investigation into the banquet incident, but also an opportunity to make an example of someone to scare the monkeys, so that other nobles will stop trying to hinder the pace of the armed forces for their own interests, and let their minds, which are filled with political struggles, be quiet for a while longer.

However, the combat nuns, who obviously understood what had happened, were dissatisfied with such a lenient treatment. Since Zhang Ge also forgot to restrain them, the combat nuns lynched the third and fourth categories of people who were divided at the banquet.

By the time Zhang Ge, who had already returned to the base, received the relevant report, all the third and fourth categories of personnel had been burned to ashes, except for those mechanical servants and slaves who were oppressed by the nobles.

Seeing this, Zhang Ge, who had been expecting the nobles to retaliate against him not long ago, but had just received a communication from the Fist of the Empire and realized that they might have lost this opportunity, was too lazy to care about it. After accepting those mechanical servants, he simply assigned the slaves, who were mainly women, to the mechanized infantry regiment.

In fact, since the term "retirement and returning home" has nothing to do with the vast majority of Astra Militarum troops, it is very common for soldiers in some longer-lasting Astra Militarum regiments to start families.

The offspring born to these families usually serve as supplementary forces for the Corps, so that the Corps will not lose its manpower due to supply shortages or warp wandering for tens or even decades.

Zhang Ge's action only slightly accelerated the process.

Of course, such behavior also caused him some effects that he himself could not have anticipated.

The next day after waking up from a good sleep, he found that there were several familiar-looking female slaves at his door. After talking with the guards, he learned that they were publicly selected by the people below to serve as his followers.

Facing the thoughtful looks of Amelia and Dominica, Zhang Ge thought about it and did not refuse.

He bought a few sets of spare force feedback armor and bolt guns from the combat nuns, armed several female slaves, and then let these female slaves serve as inner guards in the name of "training personal followers" - in fact, everyone knows it, of course it was because Zhang Ge felt that the combat effectiveness of several untrained female slaves was far weaker than that of the Zhongsi Army.

Even though the force feedback armor had significantly reduced the gap in physique, catching up in combat prowess wasn't something they could do overnight. What if something went wrong and Zhang Ge died? That would be a huge win.

In order to make them work as little as possible, Zhang Ge even personally read out the work and remuneration they were responsible for.

In addition to receiving training and protecting his safety when he goes to the battlefield, they are also unable to sit idle during normal times and need to do heavy work such as cleaning and tidying up.

Moreover, even with such heavy workload, and even when working up to ten hours in non-emergency situations, their allowance is only half of that of ordinary Astra Militarum soldiers.

Inside the room, Zhang Ge nodded in satisfaction as he watched several female slaves begin to cry silently after Zhang Ge finished speaking and they couldn't even hold back their tears.

It seems to be working well. I guess they can't help themselves because they think of the hard days ahead. If they continue to deprive them of some of their food so that they can only eat some cold military canned food occasionally, then they still have to worry about being backstabbed?

However, Zhang Ge, feeling that he had gone a bit too far, thought about it and continued to speak in order to avoid being judged as seeking death on purpose:

"Don't cry. I allow you to discuss a request that's not excessive. I'll decide whether to fulfill it based on the circumstances. Of course, you may not have thought it through yet, so you can tell me later if you do."

The effect was remarkable. Probably due to the pressure from Zhang Ge, several female slaves quickly wiped their tears and tried to stop crying.

After he finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave, but he quickly realized that the corner of his clothes was being grabbed.

Have you figured it out so quickly?

Chapter 206: The Gift of Fate Has Already Secretly Marked a Price

It was a relatively young female slave, her golden hair draped softly over her shoulders. Her eyes were slightly red, the corners of her eyes trembling slightly, and tear marks were on her face. She was still sobbing softly, but she still tried her best to endure it as Zhang Ge requested, and timidly organized a half-complete sentence:

"Master...I would like to invite you to visit the clan..."

Before she could finish her words, another slave girl approached her from behind with a hint of panic hidden in her expression and pinched her other arm with a little force.

This action also caused the younger female slave to immediately close her mouth and not finish the rest of her words.

What kind of requirement is this?

Zhang Ge was a little confused, but since it was in line with what he said "not excessive", he did not intend to refuse. He turned back and patted the intersection of the palms and arms of the two female slaves, letting them separate, and then said:

"First, don't address me as 'Master.' Make it a habit. I don't want to be recognized by the enemy on the battlefield due to unnecessary discrimination. Even the voice is the same. Just call me 'Sir.' The same applies to other senior officers."

"Secondly, are you stopping her because you haven't discussed this and don't intend to do this, or are you afraid of me? If it's the latter, change that idea as soon as possible. It will make communication more difficult. If you don't make mistakes, I won't punish you without reason. At the same time, I won't test you with 'demands'. I always keep my word on this."

After pointing to the female slave behind him, Zhang Ge finished the first half of his sentence, then emphasized the second half to them before continuing:

"Now, answer my first question."

After hearing this, Zhang Ge's eyes twitched when he saw that they seemed to be about to cry again.

No, so fragile? I didn't say anything too harsh, why do you always cry after just a few words?

Fortunately, the slave girl behind him seemed to realize that Zhang Ge didn't want to waste too much time, so she quickly restrained herself and answered the question:

"Sorry, sir... We just don't want to trouble you anymore..."

"Tell me as soon as possible."

After Zhang Ge emphasized it again, the slave girl took over the conversation from the younger slave girl and said:

"Recently...someone in the clan has been missing for some unexplained reason. That's why she wants you to go and take a look."

Unable to find? Missing?

Now that you say this, I'm not sleepy anymore.

Zhang Ge was so excited by the unexpected gain that even the sleepiness he felt after getting up was dispelled. He made a prompt decision:

"Lead the way."