Quick Transmute Beauty Transformation Project

Chapter 1283, Admiral Reemployment
This created a problem. Tianmao Enterprise only provided a certain number of mechas to the military, but it could not absolutely guarantee the quality.

She didn't say this directly because she was also afraid that the military would offend the mecha supplier because of her.

Lin Anluo put all the blame on finances, which means that the military is not willing to bear the responsibility of losing the war.

Like a military flag, she always straightens her back and never succumbs to any wind or rain.

In her body, more and more can be seen the arrogance of Marshal Ole who had not been polished and smooth in his early years.

Mu Wenxing borrowed her stolen Huanqing to go back to study, and Lin Anluo took the opportunity to propose a condition that they need to provide the military with the latest hand-operated mecha.

Those hand-operated mechas were expensive to make, but the military considered them to be toys with no actual combat value. But Lin Anluo didn't think so. She even requested that graduates majoring in hand-operated mechas be given priority during this year's recruitment season.

Since the First World War between the Empire and the Alliance, Lin Anluo's position in the military department is no different from that of the second in command. As long as the marshal does not veto her proposal, no one has the right to interfere.

The reconstruction work after the war was proceeding in an orderly manner. The empire seemed to be the same as it was before the war. In fact, the people's hearts had already been dissipated.

When it comes to the royal family, everyone's tone is no longer respect, but contempt, as if it is no longer a noble existence. The imperial system represents a decadent regime and the backwardness of the empire in the era.

More often, they tend to wait and see how the political structure of the empire will change as the credibility of Parliament becomes increasingly low.

The king was also clearly aware of the crisis. The military department was like a tiger that had been awakened by a falling flower after a long hibernation, stretching out its claws at the ostentatious royal family.

The first paw is finance, announcing that planets originally designated as resort areas will be transformed into military garrison areas, increasing troops and strengthening the construction of defense systems.

The Ministry of Finance said: We need the consent of the parliament through public elections.

The Ministry of Military Affairs said: This is a tax collected from the people, and the people should decide whether to use it to strengthen national defense.

So a vote was launched on the homepage of the military department - "Does it need to force the Ministry of Finance to increase military expenditure?"

Netizens who voted "yes" reached 90.00% at [-]. The door of the parliament hall was not even opened, and the Ministry of Finance agreed to allocate additional funds to the military construction.

Because people all over the country have expressed that if the Ministry of Finance ignores the wishes of the people, they will not be willing to pay taxes, and will directly transfer all the taxes to be paid to the account of the military department to protect their own safety.

The Ministry of Finance is equivalent to being emptied directly. They don't have any right to speak, and the royal family has become a soft-footed shrimp. They can't even find any forces they can turn to for help. If they are not obedient, there is no second way to choose.

The Second Claw military department scratched at the major families that supported the royal regime. At the beginning, they worked together and did whatever they wanted in the parliament based on their numbers. The military department said that because the people who made up their minds in the parliament were not very smart, they decided to disband and reorganize parliament.

This is tantamount to stabbing a hornet's nest. Hornets—oh no, the heads of the major families jumped, accusing the military department of trying to cover the sky with one hand.

Lin Anluo wrote down the names of these people one by one, went to the system to slowly take stock of their black histories, and took stock of what wrongdoings they had done, and then made these records and evidence into letters and sent them to them one by one.

Overnight, the whole country became extremely clean, as if everything was twisted into a rope, and the end of the rope was held in the hands of a beautiful woman in military uniform.

(End of this chapter)