Chapter 592 As a weapon merchant, it’s normal for me to collect arms at home~

When the Normandy began its maiden voyage, Fisher also formally reached a py deal with the local council on the Eden Star, commonly known as merging. Now Atlas can form a security defense force, provided that the security force is needed in the colony. At that time, the orders of the colonial council must be obeyed, and the personnel must also give priority to the recruitment of colonial residents.

If this agreement were placed in the Republic of China, that would be another story. The militia revolted, but now this is the Star Alliance, and it is still a highly autonomous colonial area. This agreement seems extremely normal. There is no way. The current situation. There are too few humans!

Since 2160, humans have established colonies on habitable uninhabited planets in the distant star regions. It is now 2183. Although the establishment of colonies is also in full swing, Rome was not built in a day, let alone from scratch. The remote colonies of newly-built cities, such as New Eden where Fisher is now. The development time of this planet is not short, but so far, the total population of New Eden is less than 200,000.

  A terrestrial planet that is two-thirds the size of the Earth and only inhabits less than 200,000 people. This is truly a vast and sparsely populated area, with a landlord level per capita. The land here is comparable to Chinese cabbage.

When Fisher proposed to build a factory here, several old men in the colonial council were so happy that the back molars were about to collapse. There was no way. The industrial structure of New Eden was still dominated by agriculture, and the industry was barely reluctant. The kind of small workshop that can meet the daily needs, usually the colony has to collect taxes and can’t collect a lot of money. After all, you can’t make a lot of money from selling pumpkins and wheat to aliens. Fortunately, Eden is still beautiful, and residents can occasionally Entertain some tourists for a little extra income.

And Fisher’s presence here means that New Eden also has its own heavy industry. Although this heavy industry is used for military purposes, it can also greatly fill the colony’s finances. With this money, the colony can also Better development.

On Fisher’s side, the bold attitude of the colonial council reminded him of the infamous westward movement that year. Cowboys raced to encircle the land, slaughtered Indians, robbed them of their land, and expanded the territory of the United States several times. But almost at the price of cabbage, he bought a site comparable in size to Texas, and the colonial council also gave him 10,000 acres of pumpkin field as a gift.

   "So now we have tens of thousands of high-quality pumpkins?"

   "Yes, each one is the same size as a millstone!"

"Ah, let's make the kitchen into pumpkin pie! In addition, after the time-space bridge connecting to the hometown is completed, send the pumpkin to everyone, and it will be a welfare for everyone!" Fisher rubbed his face, he should be thankful The colony didn't give him a watermelon field, otherwise he would have to send a big watermelon delivery to the American people.

   "Speaking of which, the land is so fertile, so it must be great to grow cotton!"

   "Head, are you serious?"

   "Just kidding, move all the things from the Realm Star Territory over here!"

   "All moved here!" The intelligence officer in charge of the report stopped talking.

   "Boss, are we going to work on this place?"

   "Why do you say that?" Fisher took out a lollipop, opened the package, and put the strawberry-flavored candy into his mouth. The rich sweetness exploded, making him groan.

"We have deployed a Titan Army here, and there are almost three robotic stormtroopers, plus the army that will be gradually reinforced in the future, here we are about to deploy two-thirds of our mobile forces in the world! Is this possible? Not a precursor to the invasion?"

"You think too much! In this colony, if I really want to do it, I will go on it myself!" Fisher laughed loudly. It was not that he looked down on the combat effectiveness of the Star Alliance garrison, but the defensive power of this place was really not enough. Yes, the total number of colonial militias, garrisons, and police is less than 500.

The Star Union Marine Corps stationed here has only one company. It has no artillery and vehicles. The only heavy weapons are a few bazookas and fixed machine guns. This force is really casual, and as for the colonial militia, it’s even more funny. A bunch of militia teams formed by middle-aged uncles who like to spend their time playing ducks, you are more than enough to let Nick Fury come.

  In fact, the colony is very cold about this kind of self-built army. It costs money and gets scolded, which is thankless.

However, there have been many incidents of colonial attacks in the Star Alliance, such as the Scyrian raid and the Akuzsha Demon Incident. It is worth mentioning that these two incidents are related to Cerberus, Skirie. Ann Raid and Cerberus colluded with pirates and sold the colonies for a good price, and Akuz was even better. Those giant sand monsters that were comparable in size to battleships were artificially guided and swept the colony, just because Cerberus wanted See if there is a possibility that the Sand Demon can be controlled.

And what happened to Eden in the future is not much better than those two planets, or even worse, because this is the beginning of the story, and the Proxian beacon that put Shepard on the road to salvation is here. To be exact, it is being unearthed.

And then, when Shepard came to this planet, the first villain, the ghost of a rebellious castle called Salron, will also bring countless Jies soldiers down from the sky, bringing the innocent residents of this planet together with The city is reduced to ashes together.

  So whether it is to deploy the army upright with the help of the security oil head, or to secretly build the orbital fortifications, it is Fisher's preparation for the subsequent battle.

  Fisher doesn’t care about becoming a savior, but if he can help ordinary civilians who don’t know the destruction is about to come, then Fisher will naturally go back and help!

  It’s just that before facing the fierce, brutal, murderous aliens, Fisher has to deal with the censorship of his military factory by the Star Alliance garrison here.

   "Then, can you tell me why tens of thousands of rifles are stockpiled in the warehouse?" Sergeant Ashley Williams of the 212th Company of the Garrison folded his arms and stared at Fisher with an innocent look.

   "Well, as an arms dealer, it's normal for me to order guns in my warehouse and sell them when I have a chance, isn't it?" Fisher explained.

  It’s getting in the way, ah no, it’s Sergeant Ashley who wants to show that you think I’m like a fool? But the leader of the team on the side interrupted the other party's questioning.

  "Ashley, as the Star Alliance Navy, we must have confidence in our people. I believe Mr. Fisher is a full law-abiding citizen!"

   "But..." Ashley, with a firm attitude, wanted to express his opinion, but was pulled out of the room by the captain.

   "Auntie, this year the colony is waiting for a large sum of money to build roads, so please let them go!"

  (End of this chapter)