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Chapter 17- The Train station of Light

Date: 10/18/2097 (in this world)

Location: 2.World (Tan'i), yellow sector

"The survivors are here somewhere in the yellow city," a red elite soldier informed his captain.

"Well, comb through it and don't leave anyone alive. Position yourself at the weapons depots and at the train stations, they will either try to resist us or to flee to another city "

„Yes, Sir"

The soldier disappeared.

The captain looked at the city before him. It looked like all other sectors. Dreary black and one of those hated colors. All of these people today .. Was that right? But he was a soldier, he had to obey orders. But did that justify genocide? Yes, the moral. Morality forbade that. But again, could he help it? If he didn't, someone else would .. All these people ..

He also had a family at home .. They could also have been the people, who had been shot to hundreds of pieces of meat in the arena .. And if he refused a direct order from the Administrator, the same result would apply for him and his family..

Er konnte seine Familie nicht in Gefahr bringen. Ächzend stand der nachdenkliche Offizier auf und griff nach seinem Helm. Dann begann er den Berg hinunterzusteigen, von dem er eine weite Aussicht auf die Metropole gehabt hatte.

"I'm sorry," he whispered into the darkness, towards the yellow city.

...

"What is our plan?"

A blue officer looked around. "We are the last survivors at the moment and we are being hunted. We have no weapons and are exhausted. How should we continue?"

Kaito thought about it. Not much had happened since arriving in the yellow city. They had found accommodation in the old town, in a small public park, even if there were no plants to be seen anywhere. Well, unlike the newer buildings, it was very small. Then they had rested a little and were now discussing how to proceed. So far they had held back in the conversation, but soon he would probably be saying something. The ailing citizens were currently unable to find solutions. These people before him were all filthy and grieving for their losses, unable to make important decisions.

"We need weapons first. Without weapons we cannot do anything and will die, "Boryōku finally spoke up. "Where is an arsenal here?"

"The arsenals will probably all be surrounded," Don'yoku added. "We need unofficial camps"

A yellow civilian dared to speak. "Well, once we poor planned a rebellion, a little while ago .."

"You pigs!" A yellow soldier excited. "You are ungrateful to our government! Isn't it enough for you that you live here in a safe city? "

"Lived, damn it!" Replied the attacked man stormily. "And it's easy for you to talk, you are the military, the highly touted! You have no problems like us low ranked folk! "

Shouts of approval rose.

Despite the visor it was clear to see that the soldier was quite angry now. "You filthy beggar!" He took a step towards him and took a swing.

Mukanshin jerked in and knocked him to the ground. "Calm down now! This is not the time! All cities have had the same problems, but if you haven't noticed, these cities are no more! At least their residents! We're all in the same boat here, so stop your arguments and finally get together, otherwise we'll all be wasted! "

"What do you have to say here, you're a bloody green!" Shouted other blue soldiers. "Your sector arose out of the suffering of others, it was you who exploited the others in the beginning after the collapse!"