From cannon fodder to sweeping across thousands of stars.

Chapter 504: Revival Alliance, Our Home
When the star of the Rubion system, 'Great Rubion', slowly rose from the horizon, the light it emitted traveled across a distance of 1.5 million kilometers and finally shone on the buildings, streets, and residents of Ptolemy City who were going out in the morning.

Since General Lampard and his remnants, surrounded by the Restoration Alliance troops, finally chose to surrender to Franklin personally, the crisis hanging over everyone in the Restoration Alliance was resolved.

As the Renaissance Alliance quickly occupied satellite cities and industrial parks outside the original control areas, food supply gradually returned to normal thanks to the emergency repairs of engineers.

As the leader of the Renaissance League, Franklin's decisive response to this incident and the final "happy ending" also raised his reputation within the league to a new level.

Coupled with the announcement of the cooperation with the Atlas Group and the deterrence created by the mysterious forces that had opened up the situation in the previous battle, some opposition factions within the alliance wisely chose to lie dormant for the time being.

Although these opponents have always wanted to overthrow Franklin and take control of the Renaissance League, they also know what "timing" means.

It was obviously not a suitable time. If he jumped out to sing a different tune at this time, he would definitely not end well. It might even make it easier for Franklin to take the opportunity to eliminate his "political enemies".
When the dozen cities controlled by the Renaissance Alliance resumed normal operations, the residents who had been living uncomfortably in their homes took to the streets again and slowly resumed their normal lives.

At this moment, under the sunshine, the city of Ptolemy has regained its vitality like before the war. Everywhere is full of people going out to start their day's work, and an advertisement playing simultaneously on almost all outdoor large screens in the city quickly attracts their attention.

People recognized at a glance that the city in the advertisement was the city of Ptolemy under their feet. Under the aerial camera, this giant city, which was once ranked in the top three in GDP in Rubicon V, looked so spectacular.

At this moment, a catchy voiceover sounded:

"Restore the Alliance, our home."

The camera slowly fell from the air, and the street scene that gradually zoomed in was almost exactly the same as the street people were on at the moment.

"Prosperity, freedom, and democracy are our way of life."

The 'citizens' walking on the street in the picture have happy smiles on their faces, making the people watching the advertisement unable to help but put themselves into the picture.

"But freedom sometimes comes at a price."

As the voice-over tone suddenly became serious, a thick blue-white beam of light suddenly swept across the street. This 'beam' destroyed everything along the way and finally pierced through a building at the end of the street.

The flying heavy metal particles turned the ravaged area into a scorched earth, and even the surrounding areas were covered with "sand hole"-like scars.

A man who had a happy smile on his face in the previous picture now looked ahead in disbelief - his wife and daughter who were traveling with him were attacked by a stream of heavy metal particles because they walked a few steps faster, leaving no trace of their bodies.
The man knelt helplessly on the ground and shouted in an extremely desperate and angry voice:
"No! Our liberation cause! No!!!!"

The next second, the picture suddenly stopped playing, and the man who was quickly remembered by the audience walked in from the front of the screen and let out a meaningful laugh.

"Haha, looks familiar?"

"Such scenes are happening all over the Rubion galaxy right now, and the next victim may very well be you."

While speaking, the man pointed at the people in front of the screen, as if the 'next victim' he was talking about was among those who were watching the ad.

Immediately afterwards, a burst of passionate and powerful music sounded.

"Unless you can make the most important choice in your life!"

"Prove to everyone that you have the strength and courage to pursue freedom!"

The man snapped his fingers, and his entire outfit instantly changed from casual clothes to a combat exoskeleton. The tactical visor on his head also slowly fell down and fit tightly at the neck guard. "Join the ranks of the Hell Paratroopers!"

"Become the elite of the Renaissance Alliance's combat forces!"

"Faced with enemies in the galaxy who are persecuting the people using various means!"

"Let the glory of the Renaissance Alliance shine throughout the galaxy!"

As the voice-over gradually became more passionate, the picture changed to the real scene of the battle of the previous Renaissance Alliance combat forces.

The protagonists of the picture are a team of soldiers from the former garrison of the Rubion galaxy, the Hell Paratroopers. They were training on the surface of the planet before joining the Renaissance Alliance, and after joining the alliance, they became an elite infantry unit.

The battle scenes in the advertisement are constantly switching, and these shots also use various scenes of destroying enemy units and targets.

In one scene, a Paratrooper and a Roma wearing a white combat exoskeleton hugged each other, causing many citizens watching to say in unison:
"Ohhh! I recognize this one, he's an Atlas soldier!"

This scene also made the people who were watching gradually excited.

“Be a hero!”

"Become a legend!"

"Become. ODST"

When the advertising screen gradually faded, the citizens who were watching the recruitment advertisement on the street seemed to be stunned and did not leave for a long time until the next food advertisement began to play and they came back to their senses.

This scene was also being played out simultaneously in the streets of more than a dozen cities controlled by the Renaissance Alliance.
"Franklin, the recruitment ads are working better than we expected"

In Franklin's office, Eleanor was holding a terminal and talking:

“I must admit that the series of advertisements produced for us by Atlas Group, especially the ones about Armored Troopers, HCP Pilots, and Hell Paratroopers, are not only extremely well-made, but also have the best effects.

The conscription offices in various places reported that the new round of conscription was going very smoothly, and several cities had even completed the conscription quota for this round, so they had to arrange the remaining soldiers who signed up for conscription in advance for the next round of conscription quotas in the future.

Listening to Eleanor's report, Franklin was delighted and couldn't help but ask, "Have you recruited all three of the HCP pilots, heavy armored combat boat pilots, and Hell Paratroopers?"

In English, in English:
"Yes, these three were the first to be filled, and the number of applicants was much higher than we expected, so the recruitment offices in various places used the highest standards to conduct screening.

According to them, the overall quality of most of these newcomers exceeds that of our existing HCP pilots. As long as they undergo professional training, they will definitely become a powerful HCP force."

"Very good, then when do they leave?"

"According to the schedule, the convoy carrying these 'trainees' should be arriving at the base area of ​​'Pillar of Heaven II' by now.

This space elevator was not damaged during our previous assault because the defenders surrendered quickly. It is estimated that the "trainees" will set sail with the Atlas Group's cargo fleet tonight."

(End of this chapter)