Chapter 604 says that no one understands better than me!

   "I can't agree to this, and even the Fleet Command can't agree to it. You must get the Star Federation Council to give you an answer!"

Anderson was in a dilemma at the moment. Colony and Fisher wore a pair of trousers and called for reimbursement. If he agreed to this matter, he would wait to be shot by the Dreadnought, so he decisively took advantage of the opportunity to praise the delicious barbecue and moved away. topic.

  "What do you know about that ship?"

   "What do I know, I don't know too much, it's nothing more than a ruin!"

   "Destroy?" Shepard turned around abruptly, then squeezed over.

   "Did you see something? Is it the beacon? Or..."

   "Ahem, everyone, please be quiet!" Fisher picked up a drumstick as a microphone.

   "I said long ago that no one knows Proxian better than me. Now, I will tell you a story!"

   "The story starts from a long time ago..."

Fisher did not say anything about Leviathan or reaping reincarnation, but about how the Plossian Empire was destroyed. After all, the Plossian Empire can be regarded as the leader of all civilizations, and it is necessary to increase everyone. The sense of substitution must start with Proxian.

And Fisher did not specifically say what enemy is called xxx, wherever he lives, we killed him in the past and the world is peaceful, but rather vaguely said that the enemy has sneaked into our world in secret, maybe it is there. Between us!

"As for this kind of thing, I can only understand everything I can say and understand, and I can't explain what I don't understand..." After a set of riddles were operated, the Star Alliance elites who were in the audience had already believed in most of them, and there was no way. , Intelligence work is like this. You have to set up a series of proper nouns and detailed data, then everyone will definitely think that there is a problem, true and false, and then the truth drawn from it is the most certain for everyone. .

   "Then how do you know this information?"

   "It's a long story!" Fisher brought a cup of black tea, and remembered it leisurely.

"That year, I went on an expedition to the edge galaxy with an old buddy of Nick Fury. There, we found the intact Ploxian ruins... In the end, the expedition only survived me. It's a pity that my old man Dude Nick Fury, he will never hear free gunfire in Texas anymore!"

   "He is a tough guy!"

   "That's why I know Proxian so well, everyone, war is about to come!"

   "Wait, that doesn't make sense! If there is really a powerful civilization waiting to destroy us in the darkness outside the galaxy, then why don't they just drive in, but look for Salron!"

  "Fort of God! Yes, it must be fort of God, thank you, Mr. Fisher!"

  Shepard has now brought himself into the form of the ghost of the official castle and began to think about what role the institution of the castle should play in this series of events.

   "I understand, because the castle is the central brain of the current parliament. As long as the brain is destroyed, each civilization can only fight on its own, and it will be convenient for each to destroy it!"

   "Uh, that's correct!" Fisher looked like you were right.

   "In this case, the trouble is also big!" Anderson was quite distressed, why he, a special forces commander, should do this kind of thinking about the overall situation, and Star Alliance would not give him a general.

  "Then the Normandy will be handed over to you now, Shepard, go get that guy back and make him pay for his mistake!" Anderson stood up and put on his military cap.

  "I will contact Star Alliance to see what else can be done. At least we should restore the armaments of all countries, not engage in a dreadnought restriction treaty! There are also naval cruisers, which should also be replaced!"

  Anderson’s words made Fisher's eyes bright, he first pulled old Jerry over and muttered, the other side showed an overwhelming expression of surprise, and gave Fisher a thumbs up.

After the Normandy finished resupplying and leaving, Anderson used the equipment on another cruiser to contact his old superior, Admiral Hackett of the Fifth Fleet, and reported the matter in general and detail. Of course, he did not forget. Emphasize that the colony suffered heavy losses. Although the country folks are not humans, it is justified for the navy to ask for funds like a parliament with this ground.

Look, now any cat, cat, dog or dog can bully Star Alliance. What does this mean? The Navy is not good enough. Therefore, we need funding, big construction, and the sword of Star Alliance to defend the land of Star Alliance. !

  The thought of the nearly 90-year-old commander of the Second Fleet screaming at the parliament as pirates while holding a cane, Anderson felt inexplicably refreshed.

   "By the way, sir, I don't think we can wait for the council's order, whether we can carry out a limited amount of armament in the fleet first, I have seen many good things from Atlas company in Eden!"

"Send me the data to see!" Hackett was actually a little moved. His Fifth Fleet is just a dry frame at the moment, and it has no name, but the number of fleets is less than one-third of the main fleet. He The flagship of a dignified admiral is still a heavy cruiser (in fact, the Fifth Fleet has an old dreadnought ship, but the old man thinks that ship is too old)

   Soon, Hackett got the buying list that Fisher gave to Anderson.

  "When did they have the ability to build cruisers?" Seeing the spacecraft item in the first column, Hackett raised his eyebrows.

"Just six hours ago, the colony of Eden had passed their industrial revitalization proposal, saying that it would complete the construction of the shipyard within sixty days! Use heavy industry to build a brand new Eden!" Anderson smiled bitterly. When others said that, he was a joke, but seeing Fisher's confident smile, he really believed it.

  "Then let this one go first, how is the effect of this ion cannon?"

  "The effect on warships is very good, it can effectively paralyze all electronic equipment, but the range is very short, only tens of kilometers!"

   "This is indeed a bit short!" Huck nodded characteristically, tens of kilometers in the planet is considered long, but in space, this distance is really not enough to see.

  "Moreover, this thing is still a big electricity consumer, and other equipment of the battleship needs to be temporarily shut down when the fire is opened! Otherwise the reactor of the battleship will not be able to handle it!"

   "Well, it seems that our only choice now is this Hyperion God and the Titan Mecha below, right?"

"Yes, but before, the young man named Fisher assured me that if we choose a battleship, he can refund us half of the funds!" Anderson, who put on a tried-and-tested look, touched the sweat on his head. .

"This is really hard to choose! Let's buy 100,000 Spartan lasers made by them first! Only if the shipyard is built on schedule, then the Fifth Fleet will consider purchasing warships!" Kurt made a final decision.

  (End of this chapter)