A Core Ship From The Start
/ A Core Ship From The Start Chapter 828
Chapter 828: Chapter 582: Breaching the Satellite_2 Chapter 828: Chapter 582: Breaching the Satellite_2 Just as they had casually discussed the unlikely scenario of the colonial satellite crashing into Earth, they all knew it was unrealistic because neither the New Earth Federation nor PLANT had the power to completely destroy the other.
But the Tribunal was different.
Only now did she realize how terrifying that power was.
“Well, it may still be too early for you kids,” he said.
Looking at Luna Maria's pale face, Duanmu Huai chuckled and turned his head to look at Talia.
“So, Captain Talia, should we be able to move now?” he asked.
“Ah, of course, we've already sent an advance team to Julius 7, they should have………”
“Report!”
However, before Captain Talia could finish, an urgent report from the communicator interrupted her.
“The advance team reports they've been attacked by armed forces of unknown identity!”
Upon hearing this, everyone was somewhat surprised but not too shocked since they had already suspected during their earlier discussion that someone might deliberately do this, which is why ZAFT had the Minerva intervene. Indeed, as some of the crew aboard the Minerva said, they aren't Earthlings, so the life and death of Earth are of no concern to them.
Not to mention the animosity between ZAFT and the Earth Federation, with hundreds of major and minor battles resulting in casualties surpassing hundreds of millions. The other side's misfortune was cause for champagne celebrations for them, let alone coming to help.
Of course, ZAFT's actions weren't motivated by any humanitarian spirit but because the PLANT chairman worried that someone would use this incident to blame them, which would then stain the reputation of both PLANT and ZAFT irreversibly. The current situation in the Universe was intricate and chaotic; who knew what power might take advantage of the situation? Since ZAFT shouldn't be blamed for this, they definitely wouldn't accept the blame.
“Let's proceed with the plan then,” he said.
Duanmu Huai was not surprised at all.
“We'll enter the interior of the colonial satellite and install the Earthquake Shell; you guys handle the enemies outside,” he instructed.
“No problem, but if there are traps set up inside as well…..”
“Heh, if they're not afraid of dying, let them come,” he laughed.
As he said this, Duanmu Huai grabbed the Thunder Warhammer in his hand and swung it fiercely.
“Really think I, the Judge, am a vegetarian?”
After that, Duanmu Huai and others boarded the White Goddess, piloted by Lumiaire, and stealthily left the Minerva. They would infiltrate the remnants of the colonial satellite from another side and install the Earthquake Shell at the central location. Once detonated, that would be the end of it. Meanwhile, Minerva and the Mecha Squad were tasked with making a conspicuous diversion to draw the enemies' attention, which would facilitate an easier operation for Duanmu Huai and his team.
“I really don't understand why these two sides are fighting….”
Looking out at the asteroid belt outside the window, Mary couldn't help but feel poignant, while Duanmu Huai simply shrugged.
“There are two conflicts, one between Earth and the other colonial satellites, and another between naturals and genetically modified humans. The reason for the first conflict is simple, it's the distance. If Earth had developed technology capable of reaching the Cosmic Colonies in seconds, that would be one thing, but they can't, so it's challenging to maintain control over colonial satellites. This naturally leads to the satellites wanting to break away from Earth's governance and establish their autonomy,” he explained.
“And what's the deal with naturals and genetically modified humans?”
“Genetically modified humans are the next generation born after Earthlings used genetic adjustment technology,” he responded.
“Oh? Modified? But everyone on the Minerva looks just like normal people to me.”
“It's just some minor genetic tweaking, of course. Modified humans also have capabilities that natural humans can't match. For instance, if you want your child to have a good singing voice or a good appearance, you can just adjust the genes before birth. So essentially, while modified humans look like Earthlings, their speed, memory, reflexes, and so forth are many times better than those of natural humans.”
“Is there a problem with that?”
“The problem is huge.”
Duanmu Huai shrugged his shoulders.
“Think about it, you're writing a novel now, and it takes a lot of mental effort, right?”
“Um…”
“What if I adjusted a modified human to effortlessly attain writing talents that you could never achieve in your lifetime? What would you think?”
“This…”
Hearing this, Mary suddenly looked troubled.
“That's where the conflict lies. From birth, modified humans possess abilities that ordinary people, even if they work hard their entire lives, might never achieve. Some people may never obtain a good singing voice even after decades of training, while a modified human can sing effortlessly better than them. Some people can't remember things however much they study, but a modified human could potentially have a photographic memory. What do you think will happen over time?”
Mary fell into deep thought, then shook her head.
“Is that the cause of the wars?”
“Of course. After all, this kind of genetic modification technology costs a lot of money, meaning most people can't possibly attain this power. Jealousy, anger, pain…Whatever it may be, it's bound to create a gap between natural humans and modified humans, breeding discrimination, which leads to hatred, and hatred turns into war…”
Duanmu Huai shrugged his shoulders.
“But that's humanity for you, survival of the fittest. What ultimately happens to them is up to them. The Tribunal doesn't care about these things; to them, whether people here kill each other over this or not, they still see everyone as humans, without any difference.”
It's like two colonies of ants fighting for survival, but in the eyes of most people, an ant is still an ant, and it won't turn into a bee, right?
It was then that Lumiaire's voice sounded.
“Reporting to the commander, we have arrived at the cosmic colony.”
“Oh? Let me take a look.”
As Duanmu Huai spoke, he looked towards the screen and then saw the cosmic colony moving slowly within the asteroid belt–its shape resembling a large hourglass, widened at both ends and slim in the middle, looking rather odd. The entire satellite, in the dim universe, appeared incredibly dilapidated.
Especially its battered appearance, which clearly indicated that it had once endured a brutal war.
“Detection of battle signals, it seems like the folks at Minerva are already exchanging fire with the enemy.”
“Then it's none of our concern, let's go, enter the satellite, we've got our own work to do.”
“Understood.”
The next moment, the white warplane suddenly accelerated, in the blink of an eye darted into the gap of the cosmic colony, and vanished into the darkness.
Chapter end
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