Chapter 300 Do You Still Love Your Civilization?
There was silence in the office for a while, until, after a high-pitched hum, Fan Ren's voice with slightly hurried breathing sounded again.
"That's it. I will order the entire army to enter a state of combat readiness later. The Qingluan Army must make two preparations. One is the combat plan after the successful cooperation with Max, and the other is the full-scale offensive plan after the cooperation fails."
Jin Qiaoying's misty eyes fell on the sharp chin of the man in front of her. At this moment, her face was flushed as if she was drunk, and her breathing was more rapid than Fan Ren's. But after hearing this, she forced herself to concentrate her confused thoughts on the main business.
"Isn't it too fast? Although our current jump engine has been suspended, if the subsequent battleship replenishment stops, our current war reserve materials are fully sufficient to cope with a full-scale war."
Hearing this, Fan Ren gently hugged her and shook his head, saying, "It has something to do with these things, but it's mainly because Prime Minister Max has learned that a mysterious force has the desire to attack the Hans civilization. Although he doesn't know our origins, one thing he needs to know is that the Hans civilization itself is in the hands of the Sirius civilization."
His eyes revealed a deep look as he continued, "And one more thing to note is that as the resources in the last two mines of the Hans civilization are about to be exhausted, their civilization will gradually be closely watched by the surrounding secondary civilizations. If this situation continues to develop, these secondary civilizations may also have some ideas."
Jin Qiaoying nodded as her eyes became increasingly infatuated.
Fan Ren did not stop: "Let's settle it. Our primary goal is to take down the Hans civilization through a low-intensity, small-scale war to deter the situation. This will inevitably require Max's help.
Of course, it would be the best option if we could contact the Emperor of Hans Ming, but according to the information Shan Qin has, Hans Ming still has more than 200 years to live, and he is very conceited. We may not have any conditions that can satisfy him at the moment."
At this point, Fan Ren sighed, but then his eyes became firm again and he said: "No matter what, even if the cooperation with Max is unexpectedly terminated, after our detailed demonstration, with our current strength, we are fully capable of swallowing up the Hans civilization.
In terms of economy and trade, thank you for your hard work."
Fan Ren turned his head and looked at the beautiful face in front of him. There were a few wrinkles on the face that she had deliberately hidden with makeup. The guilt in his heart was hard to conceal.
As if she had read his mind, Jin Qiaoying stretched out her slender white fingers, tied up her long hair in a charming manner, and said with her red lips: "I have been working for you since I was 28 years old. Now I am old and ugly and over 170 years old. How are you going to compensate me?"
In the office, there was a silence as she spoke in a seductive voice. Not long after, accompanied by Jin Qiaoying's exclamation, Fan Ren took practical action to make up for the woman in front of him.
Sirius Prime, Star Gate Area, Star Domain Market.
In an unnumbered trading room, sitting at this moment was a team of special agents from the Fox Pirates, as well as several secret agents of the Prime Minister's Office led by McDowell of the Hans Civilization.
Unlike ordinary humans, these special agents were deliberately selected from people of short stature during the selection process, and then through specific camouflage techniques, they are standing here at the moment, with the short leather jackets and the unique pirate logo on their chests, making it impossible to tell that they look like humans at all.
Decades passed quickly, and as captives, Mail and the fox actually spent most of their time in the hibernation cabin.
For him, in just less than a year, the Hans civilization, which was originally still struggling to survive, has now reached its end.
At this moment, looking at McDonnell Douglas opposite him without any disguise, his expression was very calm.
After obtaining permission from the Fox Pirates' special agents, McDonnell's entourage took out a verification device and drew a tube of blood from Mail's arm. After testing, they confirmed the identity of the person in front of them.
He glanced at his friend whom he hadn't seen for many years, and then said calmly, "Mail, due to the failure of the expeditionary force, the Empire has removed you from all your positions and issued a warrant for your arrest."
"It's to be expected, but it's pointless."
The special agents stared at the two people in front of them. Their mission on this trip was just to be a witness and to be responsible for the exchange of intelligence.
Upon hearing this, Mai Dao was silent for a while, and then he said again: "The Prime Minister has fought hard for it and pardoned all your faults."
"Oh, it's you, isn't it?" Mai Dao raised his head, a hint of barely perceptible gratitude in his eyes, and then he returned to his calm demeanor and said, "Before I came here, someone told me that if I could facilitate this cooperation, I would be set free. Let me guess, they want the Prime Minister to cooperate with this side, to work together from inside and outside?"
Maile nodded. There was nothing to hide. Those who could stand here were undoubtedly people who were highly trusted by both parties.
He said, "Yes, I met you just to ask for your opinion."
After saying that, he looked at the special agents behind him and smiled, "Do you mind if I ask you some questions about your forces? Of course, I know you must have a response policy before coming here, but I hope you understand that this cooperation is not a small fight."
After he finished speaking, a special agent leading the group behind Mail nodded slightly. The order they received was just to monitor and exchange information with each other afterwards, and there was nothing else going on.
"Thank you."
"Mail, what do you know about their power that you are allowed to tell us?"
After he finished speaking, Mailer in front of him frowned slightly. Before he came, the woman who was in charge of the entire intelligence system did tell him some things.
Thinking back to what the woman had said, a hint of fear appeared on his face.
The self-destruct chip in his brain has been upgraded and a logic judgment system has been added. Once what he says is different from the pre-set ones, the logic chip will activate the self-destruct system in time.
The content of all the conversations had been explained to him in advance.
Thinking of this, his face turned pale and he said, "What you want to know is nothing more than their strength, whether they have the ability to swallow up the Hans civilization, where they came from, and other related information."
Mai Dao looked at the changing expressions on his face, knowing that the other party must have a backup plan, so he nodded helplessly.
Maile nodded and sighed, "I'll only say what I can. In their words, as a basis for cooperation, you are entitled to know some of their situations."
As he said this, he turned around and pointed at the badge on the chest of the secret service officer behind him and said, "Do you recognize this badge?"
Mai Dao looked in the direction of his hand with some confusion in his eyes, and then an undercover agent behind him came forward and whispered something in his ear.
"Fox Pirates? That's impossible!"
McDonnell screamed in disbelief, and Mail in front of him smiled helplessly and said, "Impossible? But this is reality. They are from the civilization that fought a full-scale civilization war with the Sirius civilization 500 years ago. At that time, both sides had already stepped into the threshold of the third-level civilization."
"But they"
"Yes. According to the intelligence we have received, the Fox Civilization was completely wiped out after the battle. Only one former soldier survived and inherited their civilization's most impressive dreadnought, which is now quite recognized in the star market."
As Mailer spoke, an inexplicable expression appeared in his eyes.
These words were all true, and he could say them, but there were some things he didn't dare to reveal at all.
Thinking of this, he continued: "What I can tell you is that all of this is obviously deliberately hidden by them. The current Fox Civilization, even if it does not cooperate with us, is fully capable of completely annihilating the Hans Civilization.
This is completely beyond doubt, judging from their performance during the time I was captured and during the blocking battle.
You know, in interstellar space, 5000 battleships suddenly appearing means something." "I know, only that kind of thing can do it."
McDowell nodded in response, his eyes revealing a hint of undisguised envy.
Titan!
Only the unique super flagship in the universe, the Titan-class battleship, has the ability of targeted strategic delivery.
This is also a strategic-level capability that can influence the strategic situation in war in an absolute sense.
If not for this, the war between the Fox Civilization and the Sirius Civilization would not have reached a fierce war of attrition. It was because of the appearance of a Titan-class battleship that the course of the war was changed, and the Sirius Civilization ultimately won the final victory.
Mel, who was sitting opposite him, moved his lips, but what he wanted to say was ultimately suppressed by the chip at the back of his head.
He then said: "If you want to ask about the difference between the current Fox Pirates and the Sirius civilization, I don't know. After all, I am just a failed prisoner of war."
"That's enough." McDonnell interrupted him and looked meaningfully at the secret service personnel behind Mail.
"What is the current situation of the empire?" Mail asked back.
Upon hearing this, McDonnell said without any betrayal in his expression, "If we had only had to deal with the Sirius civilization before, perhaps even if the Prime Minister opposed the declaration of war on human civilization, it would not be difficult to defeat them with the Empire's massive military force of 150,000 battleships.
Relying on their abundant resources, perhaps the empire could continue to survive for hundreds of years, or perhaps it could find another way out during these hundreds of years.
But now it seems that there is no hope. Perhaps the Prime Minister is right. "
After saying that, McDonnell's gaze once again fell on the special agents who had not spoken a word, his face full of helplessness.
Maier shook his head and said, "I don't think so. Even if they continue to exist for hundreds of years, there is no way to solve the fundamental problems. In my opinion, cooperating with them may be a good choice."
At this point, he couldn't help but think of the human civilization where miners only needed to work more than 2000 hours a year. They had a lot of vacation time and other spare time for travel and entertainment.
This seemed unbelievable to him.
"I take back what I said just now. Cooperating with them is the only correct choice!"
Mail's expression suddenly became firm, and McDougall, who was sitting opposite him, was slightly stunned when he saw this. He then looked seriously at his cousin and good friend whom he had known since childhood.
"Believe me, whether we join the Sirius civilization or continue to let the royal family win the war, the final result will not really change. They are the only factor that can help our civilization get out of the predicament."
Behind him, several special agents frowned slightly, wondering why the prisoner would say these words that were very beneficial to them at this time.
After hearing this, McDowell did not respond for a long time, as if he was thinking about the true meaning of what Mail said.
After a long while, he nodded slowly and said, "I understand. One last question."
"You tell me. I won't hide anything I can." Mail calmed down.
"Do you still love our civilization?"
"forever!"
Hans Galaxy, Space City, Imperial Palace.
“Your Majesty, up to now, except for the remaining 13 battleships that have not been assembled, our army has completed the assembly and commissioning of battleships.
According to the planned schedule, the remaining two or three empty ships will be assembled within two years.
All expenses will be allocated from your inner treasury."
After Luo Er finished his report respectfully, he looked up at Hans Ming on the throne, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.
Seeing him like this, Hans Ming's good mood instantly disappeared and his face suddenly darkened.
"explain."
"It's your Majesty!"
Luo Er leaned forward and said quickly, "Your Majesty, a large number of the royal children you ordered to be placed in the military have not yet completed the corresponding procedures."
"Bang!" Hans Ming heard this. Although he had been mentally prepared, he still couldn't help but feel angry after hearing the result.
The orders he issued were not anything that would shake up the Ministry of War's economy, but even these mediocre appointment lists were still stuck in the Ministry of War for several years, and all procedures have not been completed to this day.
He was an emperor of supreme civilization, but now he couldn't even hold a position as a small official in the Ministry of War.
Inside the huge imperial palace, as he slammed his hands heavily on the throne, the only sound left in the entire palace was his heavy breathing.
a long time.
"Got it, anything else?"
Luo Er hunched over, listening to Hans Ming's cold voice, his heart trembling.
He didn't know when it started, but the emperor, who seemed to have no temper, had become very unfamiliar to him. It was as if the emperor, who was harmless just a moment ago, had turned into an existence that now made him fearful in the blink of an eye.
"Your Majesty, I am worried that this will continue."
"You don't need to worry too much. Continue to collect information about the Prime Minister and leave."
Luo Er was stunned. He knew that Hans Ming must have a backup plan, but he really couldn't imagine, in the current situation, the Ministry of War's military power was unprecedentedly strong. What means would the young emperor rely on to accomplish the final turnaround.
"It's Your Majesty."
I can't figure it out, so I can only retreat temporarily.
(End of this chapter)
