"District 10: Mother Planet Conquest"

第一章:沾满鲜血的黄沙维库斯站在第 11 区的瞭望塔上,他的眼睛扫过荒凉的沙漠.五年过去了,第十区已经成为虾族的繁华大本营.宇宙飞船改变了环境,空气中弥漫着蓝色的雾气,废墟被金属建筑所取代.然而,第 11 区——南非内陆的一个新定居点——就像一个脆弱的岛屿.金属建筑在沙尘中显得单薄,缺乏飞船的生态支持,虾族在这里挣扎求生,面对人类的敌意.今晚,风更大,有刺鼻的血腥味.维库斯皱起了他的壳,他的复眼捕捉到了地平线上的火焰.他对旁边的克里斯托弗低声说:"再来一次?"是的."Christopher低声说,他的爪子紧紧地握着能量枪,声音很沉重."第三次了.人类不会放弃.维库斯没有说话,他的眼睛紧紧盯着火堆.这是一个人类极端主义组织发动的一次袭击,该组织配备了自制炸弹和枪支,目标是第 11 区的能源核心——一个由宇宙飞船残骸改造而成的发电站.在过去的两个月里,他们袭击了两次,每次都留下了尸体和破坏.这一次,火焰更猛烈,爆炸不断,沙子被炸成坑."该死."维库斯从塔上跳下来,冲向战场.克里斯托弗和十几名捕虾勇士紧随其后.战斗已进入白热化阶段,几具虾尸倒在血泊中,贝壳被炸成碎片.维库斯蹲下身子查看,皱起眉头——伤口边缘有奇怪的黑色烧伤痕迹,不是普通的爆炸,而是某种化学腐蚀."新武器?""也许吧."Christopher点点头,眼神沉重."他们越来越大胆."战斗仍在继续.虾战者用能量枪反击,蓝光划破夜空,炸飞了数名人类攻击者.但对方人多,战术有组织,显然不是普通的拾荒者.维库斯冲进了战斗群,他的爪子撕开了一个拿着枪的男人,鲜血溅在他的壳上.他感到不舒服——这不是他想要的."撤退!"一个人类大喊一声,带着剩下的人逃进了沙漠.维库斯没有追赶,而是站在那里喘着粗气.在他身后,泽卡走了过来,他的外壳上布满了灰尘,他的复眼冷冷地盯着他."信号员,你又来不及了."泽卡低声说,语气里充满了讽刺."我尽力了."维库斯直直地看着他,他的声音嘶哑."但你不得不承认,人类不会停下来.我们必须加强我们的防御."防御?"泽卡冷笑着,挥舞着爪子示意战士们清理尸体."防御是无用的.如果他们想摧毁我们,我们就会摧毁他们.维库斯皱了皱壳,想要反驳,但泽卡已经转身走开了.他知道泽卡的敌意不是针对他个人的,而是针对整个情况的.这五年的和平只是表面的表象,人类从来没有接受过虾人的存在.对 11 区的袭击只是一个开始.第 2 章:母星的阴影第二天,Wikus 召集了第 11 区的最高领导人会议.金属大厅里,虾群围成一圈,空气中弥漫着紧张的气氛.泽卡坐在第一个座位上,用爪子敲打着桌子,仿佛在发泄自己的愤怒.维库斯站在一旁,试图保持冷静."昨晚有 15 人死了."泽卡低声喃喃道."能量核心损坏了,需要一个月的时间才能修复.人类将不得不付出代价."我们必须报复,但我们不能做任何鲁莽的事情."维库斯说,他的眼睛扫过每个人."我建议加强巡逻并联系 10 区寻求支持.""支持?"泽卡打断了他,睁大了他那双复合的眼睛."你还是个半人,信号员.你不了解我们的血债.你忘了那个星球妈妈吗?维库斯沉默不语.母星 - 被敌人摧毁的家园,虾的集体痛苦.他知道提起这件事会激怒泽卡,但他不得不说:"我没有忘记.但地球并不是地球的母星.我们不能重蹈覆辙."错误?"泽卡站起来,用爪子砸在桌子上."他们杀了我们,抢劫了我们,我们还在等什么?母星的舰队还在那里,我们应该打电话给他们!大厅里响起了低沉的嗡嗡声,像一阵风.维库斯感到一阵寒意,急忙说道:"打电话给舰队?那会打乱一切!人类会全力反击,我们可能赢不了!"Maybe?" Zeka sneered and turned to an old shrimp man - the communications officer of the spacecraft. "Contact the home planet and tell them: Earth is our new home, and humans are the enemy."The old shrimp man hesitated, but still nodded and walked to the communication device in the corner. Wikus rushed over and grabbed his arm: "Stop! This is not a solution!""Let go!" Zeka growled and swung his claws to hit Wikus' chest. Wikus staggered back and hit the wall, and a thin crack appeared in his shell. He panted and glared at Zeka: "You're crazy! This will destroy us!""It's them who will be destroyed." Zeka turned and said to the communications officer: "Send a signal."A low-frequency vibration came from the device, shaking the hall slightly. Wikus slumped to the ground, his mind full of confusion. He knew that if the fleet of the mother planet came, war would be inevitable.Chapter 3: Conquest from the skyA month later, the signal was responded to. Wikus stood on the high tower of the eleventh district and saw dark shadows appearing on the horizon. Dozens of giant spaceships tore through the clouds, slowly landed, and set off a sandstorm. The spaceships were crawling with armed shrimp people, the weapon bay doors were opened, and the energy cannons flashed blue light. The ground shook, as if the whole earth was shaking."Here it comes." Christopher stood beside him and whispered in a complicated tone. "The last power of the mother planet."Wikus didn't speak, his eyes locked on the leading spaceship. The hatch opened, and a tall shrimp man walked down - the commander of the mother planet, "Karon", with a metallic luster on his shell and murderous intent in his compound eyes. He whispered: "Signaler, the earth is ours. Humans must be destroyed.""Destroy?" Wikus wrinkled his shell and said hurriedly: "We can coexist! Some humans have helped us!""Coexist?" Karon sneered. "They destroyed the mother planet, we don't believe them. Get ready for battle."Before he finished speaking, the energy cannon of the spacecraft opened fire, and the first wave of attacks hit the human city directly. The isolation wall of Johannesburg was instantly blown into pieces, flames shot up into the sky, and the explosions were deafening. Wikus rushed to Karon and shouted: "Stop! Isn't this our home? We can't kill anymore!"Karon ignored him and waved his claws to signal the army to move forward. Wikus was held down by the soldiers, anger and despair surged in his chest. He knew that the war had begun.Chapter 4: The Awakening of HumansHumans reacted quickly. After the attack, the Global Alliance was quickly established, and the United Nations passed a resolution at an emergency meeting to mobilize troops to fight against the invasion of the Shrimp People. The U.S., Russian, Chinese, and European armies were dispatched together, with tanks, helicopters, and fighter planes interweaving in the sky, and missiles streaking through the night sky, bombing the Shrimp People landing point.Trapped in District 11, Wikus tried to contact Caron through communications, but the other party refused to respond. He turned to Zeka and whispered, "It's not too late to cease fire. Humans have nuclear weapons, and we will both lose!""Nuclear weapons?" Zeka sneered. "Our shields can block it. Signaler, you are too naive."Wikus gritted his teeth, rushed out of the settlement, and tried to rush to District 10 to organize a retreat. But the battle in the sky had already started, and a missile brushed over his head and blew up the metal tower next to him. He hid in the ruins and heard Tanya's voice coming from the radio: "Wikus, is that you?""Tania!" he shouted, holding the communicator tightly. "Where are you? What are the humans doing?""We formed an alliance." Her voice was trembling but firm. "But the shrimp people are too strong. We need you, Wikus!""I'll try." He whispered and hung up the communication. His heart was beating like a drum. He knew that he was caught between the two tribes and had no way out.Chapter 5: The First BattleVikus hid in the ruins of District 11, with the whistling of missiles and the roar of explosions in his ears. Tanya's voice was still echoing in the communicator, and he clenched his fists and dug his claws into the sand. The sky was dyed red by the flames of war, and the energy cannons of the shrimp-man spacecraft intertwined with the human fighter planes, and the fire flickered in the clouds. On the ground, the shrimp-man warriors poured out like a tide, and the metal armor reflected the light of the explosion, crushing all resistance."Vikus, respond!" Tanya's voice came again, with urgency. "We are outside Johannesburg, and the coalition forces are gathering. You must stop them!""I'm trying!" Vikus roared, climbed out of the ruins, and ran to the edge of the settlement. The sandstorm obscured his vision, but he could feel the vibration of the mother planet fleet-that was the rhythm of hundreds of thousands of shrimp-man troops landing. He knew that the human counterattack had begun, but he was not sure whether it would succeed.Outside Johannesburg, the human global coalition army has been engaged in battle. The 82nd Airborne Division of the US Army, the Russian Special Forces, and the Central Army Mechanized Division gathered together, the tanks roared, and the fighters circled in the sky. The first wave of attacks targeted the landing point of the 11th District. Missiles rained down like raindrops, blowing up several small spaceships. The shrimp man's shield flickered, resisting most of the attacks, but some soldiers were still blown away, and the shell fragments were scattered all over the ground."It works!" There was a cheer from the Alliance Command, but it was soon interrupted. The counterattack of the mother star fleet began. Charon stood on the main ship, waved his claws and ordered, and the energy cannon fired a volley. A blue light swept across the battlefield, instantly destroying dozens of tanks, and a huge deep pit was blown out of the ground. The fighter was entangled in the energy net and fell into a fireball.Wikus rushed to the front line and saw this scene, and his chest was in pain. He rushed to Zeka and shouted: "Stop! Humans have nuclear weapons, they will fight desperately!""Nuclear weapons?" Zeka sneered, and his compound eyes swept over the battle situation. "Our shield can block it. Signalman, you underestimate the power of the mother planet."Before he finished speaking, there was a stronger vibration in the distance. An intercontinental ballistic missile streaked across the sky and headed straight for the 11th District. Wikus' pupils shrank and he shouted, "Get down!" But it was too late. The missile hit the shield, erupting a dazzling mushroom cloud, and the shock wave blew him away and hit a rock.The dust cleared, the shield was still standing, and Caron whispered, "Naive. Humanity is finished."Chapter 6: Alliance CounterattackThe failure of the nuclear bomb made humans realize that conventional weapons were not enough to fight the shrimp people. The Global Alliance held an emergency meeting and decided to activate the "Ultimate Plan" - launching a large-scale counterattack in North America, Europe and Asia at the same time, using all nuclear and chemical weapons. Tanya was appointed as the resistance liaison officer, responsible for coordinating the front-line contact with Wikus.Wikus woke up in the ruins, his shell cracked, and green blood oozing out. He struggled to get up, and Tanya's voice came from the communicator: "Vikus, are you still alive? We need you to delay them!""I'm here." He panted, his eyes swept across the battlefield. The shrimp army had begun to advance towards Johannesburg, and the human soldiers were retreating step by step. "I tried, but they didn't listen to me.""Try!" Tanya shouted, "We still have a chance!"Vikus gritted his teeth and rushed towards Kalon's command ship. The shrimp warriors tried to stop him, he waved his claws to tear one apart, and blasted another with an energy gun, and finally approached Kalon. "Cease fire!" he shouted, "Humans are preparing for a bigger attack, and we will both lose!"Caron turned his head, his compound eyes cold: "Both lose? Signalman, you have forgotten our determination. The mother planet is gone, and the earth is our home. Humans must be destroyed.""Not all humans!" Wikus was anxious, "Some people want to coexist! Give me time, I can convince them!"Caron was silent for a while, then whispered: "Okay. One day. If humans don't surrender by tomorrow, the fleet will open fire."Wikus breathed a sigh of relief and turned to run to the communication point. He knew that one day was too short, but this was the only chance.Chapter 7: Brief ReunionWikus contacted Tanya through the temporary communication station in the ruins. She appeared on the screen, her cheeks thin and her eyes full of fatigue. "Wikus, you're still alive." Her voice trembled."Still alive." He smiled bitterly and touched the cracked shell with his claws. "Karon gave me one day. Humans must surrender, otherwise they will massacre the city.""Surrender?" Tanya shook her head, "The Alliance will not agree. They are preparing for the final blow, and the North American nuclear arsenal has been unlocked.""Tanya, stop!" Wikus almost yelled, "Nuclear bombs can't stop them! I don't want to see you die!"She was silent, tears sliding down. "I don't want you to die either, Wikus. But we have no choice. If we surrender, humanity will be finished."Wikus felt his chest tighten. He wanted to rush over to hug her, but now he didn't even have the qualifications to touch her. He whispered, "Let me see you. The last time."Tanya hesitated and nodded: "Abandoned factory in the western suburbs of Johannesburg. Tonight."As night fell, Wikus secretly left District 11, avoided the shrimp patrol, and rushed to the agreed location. The factory was dilapidated, the iron frame was crooked, and the air was filled with rust. Tanya stood next to a pile of scrap metal and saw him, with complex emotions flashing in her eyes."You've changed." She walked closer, reached out to touch his carapace, stopped in mid-air, and then retracted."I'm still me." Wikus whispered, his voice hoarse. "Tanya, I don't want to fight anymore. Take the people and retreat, and ask for peace.""Retreat?" She smiled bitterly, "Millions of people are fighting, Wikus. I can't do it."He was silent, his eyes fell on her hand - wearing his old wedding ring. He suddenly grabbed her hand, his claws trembling: "Then come with me. The shrimp people won't touch you."Tanya was stunned, tears welled up. "I can't abandon them, Wikus. You can't abandon your people either."Wikus let go of his hand, his chest felt hollow. There was an explosion in the distance, and the shrimp fleet began to move. He whispered: "Goodbye, Tanya."She didn't answer, turned and left. Wikus stood there until her figure disappeared.Chapter 8: Overwhelming AdvantageThe next morning, the human alliance launched the final attack. Hundreds of nuclear bombs were launched in North America, and chemical weapons air strikes were launched in Europe and Asia at the same time, targeting the Shrimp Fleet and the landing site. Mushroom clouds rose, the ground shook, and radioactive dust covered the sky.But the mother planet fleet was well prepared. The shields were fully opened, the energy cannons fought back, the impact of the nuclear bomb explosion was absorbed, and the chemical weapons were neutralized. Charon stood on the command ship and whispered: "Humanity has run out of strength. Attack!"The Shrimp Army poured out like a flood, the energy cannons flattened the city, the fighter planes were shot down, and the tanks were crushed. Johannesburg, New York, Moscow, and Beijing fell one after another, the human army collapsed, and the survivors fled in all directions. Wikus stood on the high tower of District 11, watching all this, his chest seemed to be torn apart."Wikus!" Christopher ran over and whispered, "Caron ordered to occupy the world. Humanity will be enslaved.""Slavery?" Wikus turned his head and his voice trembled. "This is not our purpose!""This is the will of the mother planet." Christopher whispered, "We have no choice."Vicus closed his eyes, and Tanya's face flashed in his mind. He knew that the war was over.Chapter 9: The End of EarthIn the third week after the war swept the world, the sky of the earth was shrouded in smoke and ashes. The Shrimp Man's home planet fleet swept across the continents like a steel torrent. In the ruins of Johannesburg, New York's skyscrapers collapsed, Moscow's Red Square was flattened by energy cannons, and Beijing's Great Wall collapsed in the explosion. Human resistance was crushed, and the survivors were either captured or fled underground. The light of civilization was extinguished under the iron hoof of the shrimp man.Wikus stood on the tower of District 11, looking into the distance with empty eyes. The spacecraft of the home planet fleet was suspended in the air, casting a huge shadow. On the ground, the shrimp man warriors escorted groups of human slaves, and the chains collided with harsh sounds. Humans were deprived of weapons, ragged, and their eyes were full of fear and despair. The former warriors, scientists, and civilians have now become laborers, digging for resources needed by the shrimp man, or being sent to experimental bases."Vikus." Christopher walked up and whispered in a heavy tone. "Caron ordered that the world be managed in different areas. Humans will be used in different levels, with Areas 10 and 11 as command centers.""Use in different levels?" Vikus turned his head, his compound eyes trembling slightly. "You mean slaves?""Yes." Christopher nodded, avoiding his gaze. "The will of the mother planet. The weak serve the strong, this is our tradition."Vikus felt sick. He was once a human, but now he has become part of the conquerors. He whispered, "This is not a tradition, this is a massacre. We destroyed them, Christopher."Christopher was silent for a while, and whispered, "We have no choice. The mother planet is gone, and the earth is our home.""Home?" Vikus smiled bitterly, his claws clenched the railing, and the metal was cracked. "I can't see home, I only see blood."In the distance, Zeka walked over, his shell covered with dust, and his compound eyes were full of pride. "Signalman, are you satisfied? Humanity is finished, we won.""Win?" Vikus glared at him, "Look at this hell! This is not victory, it's a crime!"Zeka sneered and waved his claws, saying, "Crime? They destroyed the mother planet, we are just paying off the debt. Caron wants to see you, get ready."Vikus didn't move, as if a huge rock was pressing on his chest. He knew that it was useless to refuse, and he could only face it head-on.Chapter 10: Caron's WillCaron's command ship was suspended above the eleventh district, and the huge metal shell reflected the gray skylight. Vikus was brought into the bridge, and the air was filled with the smell of energy field. Caron stood in the center, with several senior commanders behind him, and his compound eyes swept over him indifferently."Signalman." Caron whispered, his voice low and majestic. "The earth has belonged to us. You have made great contributions.""Contributions?" Vikus wrinkled his shell and suppressed his anger. "I didn't mean for it to be like this. Humans can coexist, and we don't have to destroy them!"Karon was silent for a while, then waved his claws to signal the commander to retreat. There were only two of them left on the bridge, and he whispered: "You don't understand, Signaler. The home planet was destroyed by human technology, and their greed is endless. If we don't destroy them, we will die sooner or later.""Not all humans!" Wikus stepped forward, his voice trembling. "Some people helped us! Tanya--""Tanya?" Karon interrupted him, his compound eyes narrowed. "Your old love? She is now a captive, imprisoned in a slave camp in Johannesburg. Want to see her? You can, but you have to obey."Wikus was stunned, and his heart skipped a beat. Tanya is still alive? But captured? His claws clenched unconsciously, anger and pain intertwined. "Obey what?""Manage slaves." Karon said coldly, "You are the leader, responsible for the order of Districts 10 and 11. If humans resist, they will be killed without mercy."Wikus felt dizzy. He wanted to refuse, wanted to rush out to save Tanya, but reason told him that he was powerless now. He whispered: "I... I need time.""One day." Caron turned around and said with his back to him, "Start tomorrow, execute."Vikus was taken out of the bridge and stood on the deck, looking at the ruins of the earth. The wind blew, bringing the cries of humans, and he knew that he had no way back.Chapter 11: The Cry of SlavesThe next day, Vikus was sent to the slave camp in Johannesburg. Within the metal fence, humans were divided into groups, wearing tattered prison uniforms, digging ruins or carrying resources. The shrimp guards drove them with energy whips, and the air was filled with the smell of sweat and fear.Vikus walked in the camp, his compound eyes swept over the crowd. His heart tightened - these faces were once his compatriots, neighbors, and friends. Now, they lowered their heads and their eyes were empty. He stopped and saw a familiar figure - Tanya. She was so thin that she looked unrecognizable, with messy hair. She was digging the soil with a shovel, and her cheeks were covered with dust."Tania!" He rushed over. The shrimp guard tried to stop him, but he waved his claws to shake him away and knelt in front of her. "Are you okay?"She looked up and saw him, with shock and pain in her eyes. "Vikus..." Her voice was hoarse, "You became like this too?""I didn't mean it." He whispered, his claws trembling, "I tried to stop the war, but...""Truth?" She smiled bitterly and put down the shovel, "It's too late. You won, we lost."Vikus was silent, his eyes fell on the old wedding ring on her hand. The guard came over, waved the whip and shouted: "Don't stop! Work!"Tania was whipped and cried out in pain. Vikus stood up suddenly, broke the whip, and glared at the guard: "Don't touch her!"The guard was stunned for a moment, raised his gun and aimed. Wikus did not retreat, but stood in front of Tanya, growling: "I am the signaler. Let her rest."The guard hesitated, put down his gun, and turned to report. Wikus helped Tanya up and took her to the side. She leaned against the wall, panting: "Thank you. But this won't change anything, Wikus. They are going to turn us all into slaves.""I know." He whispered, "but I won't let you die. I will find a way."Tanya shook her head, tears sliding down: "Don't lie to yourself. You can't save me, and you can't save them."Wikus didn't answer, his chest felt like it was torn apart. He knew she was right. But he couldn't give up.Chapter 12: The Abyss of GuiltAt night, Wikus returned to District 11 and locked himself in his room. The metal wall reflected his shadow-tall shrimp-man body, cracked shell, compound eyes full of pain. He sat on the ground, covering his face with his claws, his mind full of Tanya's eyes and the cries of those slaves.The communicator rang, it was Christopher. "Vikus, Caron wants you to inspect the North American slave camp tomorrow. Humans have begun to resist, and several guards have died.""Resist?" Vikus looked up, his voice hoarse. "Can they still fight?""Yes." Christopher whispered, "but it's useless. Caron ordered that the mission be doubled after the suppression."Vikus closed his eyes and felt dizzy. He knew that human resistance would only lead to greater massacres. He wanted to stop and escape, but every step seemed to be stuck in the mud."Christopher." He whispered, "I did something wrong. I shouldn't have sent that signal."Christopher was silent for a while, and whispered: "Maybe. But we can't stop now. The will of the mother planet is greater than ours."Vikus didn't say anything else and sat against the wall. It was late at night, and the footsteps of the shrimp people patrolling and the low sobs of humans came from outside the window. He knew that his guilt was useless. But he couldn't let it go.Chapter 13: The Shackles of SlavesIn the following month, the Shrimp Man's home planet fleet completed the full occupation of the Earth. Major cities in North America, Europe, Asia, Africa, and Oceania were reduced to ruins, and the surviving humans were concentrated in designated areas and incorporated into the slave system. Caron ordered the establishment of global zoning management, with Districts 10 and 11 as command centers. The spacecraft transformed the environment, and the air was filled with blue mist, which was suitable for the survival of the Shrimp Man. Humans were assigned to mines, factories, and experimental bases to mine resources or become living experimental subjects.Wikus was appointed as the general manager of District 10, responsible for supervising slave labor. He patrolled the camp every day, watching humans working under the chains, his eyes empty. There were new cracks on his carapace, not battle wounds, but inner torture. Every time the guard whipped, he felt his chest tighten, but he could only endure it silently-resisting Caron's orders meant that Tanya's life was more dangerous.In the Johannesburg slave camp, Tanya was assigned to the mine to mine rare metals. Her palms were bleeding, and her old wedding ring had long been confiscated by the guards. Occasionally, she looked up and saw the tower in the distance, wondering if Vikus was still struggling for her. She didn't want to drag him down, but her hope was not extinguished.One day, Vikus sneaked into the camp and found Tanya. She leaned against the rock wall, panting, and saw him, smiling bitterly: "You shouldn't have come.""I have to save you." Vikus whispered, and his claws gently touched her shoulders. "I'll find a way to take you away.""Escape?" Tanya shook her head, "They will kill your people and find me.""I don't care." Vikus' voice trembled, "I can't watch you die."Tanya was silent for a while, and grabbed his claws: "Then die together. But don't take risks, Vikus. I don't want you to destroy yourself for me."Vikus was stunned, tears sliding down his shell-he had forgotten that he could still cry. He nodded and whispered, "I'll try another way."Chapter 14: Sporadic SparksAlthough humans were enslaved, resistance was not completely extinguished. In the wilderness of North America, underground Europe, and mountainous areas of Asia, survivors formed guerrillas to attack the shrimp supply lines and destroy mines. Their weapons were simple, but their will was firm. In the camp where Tanya was, some people secretly colluded and planned to escape from prison.After learning about this, Wikus secretly contacted the guerrilla leader, an American veteran named James. The two met through an abandoned communication station. James asked warily: "Why are you helping us? Isn't it your people who rule here?""I'm not one of their people." Wikus murmured hoarsely, "I am a human. I want to save her, save Tanya."James was silent for a while and nodded: "Okay. But we need weapons and intelligence. Can you give it to us?""Yes." Wikus gritted his teeth, "But it must be kept secret. If Caron knows, both she and I will die."James agreed, and Wikus began to smuggle energy guns and supplies, while providing shrimp people with patrol routes. The guerrillas grew in size and the frequency of attacks increased. Once they blew up the energy station in District 11, forcing the shrimp people to mobilize troops to suppress it.Karon noticed something unusual and summoned Vikus: "Signaler, humans are resisting. There is a problem with your camp.""It may be stragglers." Vikus forced himself to be calm, "I will send more guards."Karon narrowed his compound eyes and whispered: "Be careful, signaler. Your loyalty is questionable."Vikus left the bridge, sweat soaking his shell. He knew that time was running out.Chapter 15: The Price of RescueThree months later, the guerrillas planned to rescue Tanya. Vikus provided a loophole in the camp's defense, and James led the team to sneak in. In the night, an explosion sounded, the guards were led away, and Tanya was rescued from the mine and hidden in a stolen truck.Vikus personally escorted her and fled to the wilderness with her. On the way, the shrimp pursuers arrived, the energy cannon swept across the ground, and the truck rolled over. Vikus pushed Tanya away, blocked a shell, and his shell exploded, and green blood gushed out."Run!" He roared and pushed her into a cave. Tanya cried and refused to leave, grabbing his claws: "No! I won't leave you!""Live!" Vikus gasped and forced her to let go, "Tell them not to give up!"As the pursuers approached, Vikus turned to fight, and his energy gun swept down several shrimp people, but he was outnumbered. He was hit and fell to the ground. In a daze, he saw Tanya being dragged away by James. He smiled and closed his eyes.Chapter 16: Repression and DominationTanya escaped and joined the guerrillas, but Vikus was captured. Caron personally interrogated him, whipped him, and roared: "Traitor! You betrayed the mother planet!""I didn't betray." Vikus said weakly, "I saved my home."Caron sneered and ordered a public execution. Vikus was locked in the tower of District 10, facing slaves and shrimp people. Tanya sneaked into the crowd with tears in her eyes.Before the execution, Charon announced: "The signaler betrayed, and humans who resisted must die. The earth is ours!"The energy cannon was raised, and Wikus closed his eyes, and Tanya's smiling face flashed in his mind. The artillery roared, and he turned into ashes.But the execution aroused greater resistance. The guerrillas attacked the 10th area, blew up the bridge, and Charon was seriously injured. Zeka took over, suppressed with an iron fist, executed thousands of slaves, and the guerrillas were forced to disperse.A year later, the shrimp people established the Earth Empire. After Charon's death, Zeka became the emperor. Humans were organized into strict classes, laborers, experimental subjects, slaves, and their lives were miserable. Tanya hid in the mountains and led the remnants to resist, but her strength was weak.Chapter 17: Shadow of the New EraThe shrimp people's rule was consolidated, and the spacecraft transformed the global environment. The blue mist covered the earth. The city was rebuilt into a metal fortress, and humans worked in the shadows and lost their freedom. Zeka sat on the throne and declared: "Earth is the continuation of the mother planet, and humans are tools."Tanya's guerrillas occasionally attacked, but were suppressed every time. She held Wikus's old communicator and whispered: "We will come back, Wikus."Earth entered the shrimp man era, humans became slaves, and the fire of civilization was hidden underground, waiting for revival.