Alien Arms Empire

 Chapter 290 290 Fat woman and old man

 “Damn! They are all waste! Waste!” The fat man in the Cyric Council, who had been coveting Sophia’s beauty, held the wine glass in his hand and cursed angrily.

The smiling old man who was always smiling no longer had a smile on his face this time. He cursed coldly: "Trash? They all deserve to die! An army of 50,000! Actually, the whole army was wiped out like this and became the prisoner of others." ?”

They gathered together to discuss the news that had just been confirmed - the war started by them seemed to be getting out of their control and flying in a direction they did not want to see.

Dorne was victorious. Under the leadership of two unknown young men, it achieved a brilliant and unprecedented victory.

After this battle, two more famous generals will be added to the world, and their names will be as bright as the stars.

At this moment, these two names made the directors of Cyric and other extremely wealthy countries gnash their teeth with hatred!

Fatty was almost yelling to vent his dissatisfaction and fear: "Who would have thought that with such a huge advantage, we would lose! We lost!"

　　Yes, fear, he is used to being in control of everything, used to the feeling of being superior to the world when he knows the outcome before the war breaks out.

 But now, everything was out of his control, which made him feel dangerous, so he became morbidly furious.

His voice was sharp, echoing in the luxurious, huge and slightly empty room: "That's 70 battleships! 70 ships! A year ago, these battleships were enough to destroy a country!"

"What's the use of saying this now? Can saying this now change anything? Should we think about it carefully and think about what to do next?" The ugly woman who has been jealous of Sophia's beauty has distorted facial features, which is enough in the first place. The ugly face now looks like a yaksha.

Fatty stood up from the sofa and shouted angrily: "Use all our strength to destroy this **** Datang Group no matter what!"

To be honest, he no longer cares about the benefits, even if it means losing money, even if it is just to deter possible opponents, he hopes to crush Datang Group and completely evaporate this enemy!

“However, other members of the council will not easily agree to this misappropriation of power. We convinced them before, but now the situation has obviously changed.” Although the old man was very reluctant, he reminded him helplessly.

The Council is not just covering the sky with one hand. They tried their best to persuade those people to agree to their plan before, but now they may not be able to persuade others to continue to support their desperate move.

  After all, everyone joined the Cyric Consortium in order to make money and control more power through arms.

 If it violates the purpose of making money and threatens the power of the directors, everyone will become cautious, conservative, and suspicious...

In fact, she is just plain-looking, but she looks a bit ugly next to Sophia. She also added helplessly: "We have paid too much in this war! In this case, continuing the war... has no consequences. benefit…"

“But, if we admit defeat at this time, then... wouldn’t all the price we paid before be lost in vain?” The fat man was still unwilling to give in, staring at the two partners, and said with all kinds of reluctance.

"All the gains of the six countries... Even if we win this war in the end, we can't make up for our losses..." The old man sighed and said in embarrassment.

The woman was also a little powerless. She snorted and said, "Others will be very angry with us, because we are the ones who finally decided to launch this war."

"Damn! Those bastards! An army of 80,000 people lost just like that! Lost!" As if being stimulated by the two people's dejection, the fat man suddenly threw the glass in his hand to the ground and roared angrily again: " It’s all rubbish!”

Shards of glass flew and wine soaked the expensive carpet. The bodyguards at the door were taken aback, but no one dared to rush in to see what happened.

"Now, the Talon Kingdom is completely hopeless. Even if we want to help, the outcome will not change." The old man looked at the glass fragments flying at his feet, glanced at the fat man with some dissatisfaction, and said .

Talen Kingdom is Fatty’s sphere of influence, and the businesses there are also Fatty’s family businesses, so Fatty’s loss this time can be said to be the biggest.

However, no one here will sympathize with anyone. Everyone is a businessman. Perhaps in times of crisis, the first ones to annex their friends are their own people.

The woman also gloated a little and said to the fat man: "They will be blocked by the warships of the Datang Group, and then completely decline! If they surrender, they will also fall to the Datang Group. Judging from the result, we will all lose it forever."

"What forever! I will take it back sooner or later!" The fat man's face was full of displeasure and anger, but he still managed to put down his harsh words.

“This Datang Group is different from all our opponents in the past. Our opponents in the past did not have advanced technology, nor did they have the vision to cultivate talents themselves.” The old man reminded. The woman pretended to have no opinion, and asked in a **** manner: "The question is, what should we do?"

 In fact, who is not a cunning fox who can become a member of Cyric's council? They just occasionally get carried away by the interests and make some bold attempts. In fact, they are not stupid...

"Obviously, we can't give up this war, at least let the war continue! Because once the war ends, our gains will be reduced to the original shape." The old man thought for a moment and gave his opinion.

He looked at the fat man and the woman who had been cooperating with him, and explained: "Without the profits from the war, the financial figures will become very ugly, which will make us lose the trust of other people on the council. "

"They are already very angry. If anything goes wrong again, they will be furious." The woman retorted disapprovingly.

However, the old man's idea coincides with the fat man's idea of ​​continuing the war and taking revenge, so the fat man is very supportive of the old man's idea.

So he immediately said: "Then find a way to continue the war! Keep fighting at all costs!"

"But... if we continue like this, our income will become increasingly ugly..." the woman reminded.

Although the sales of Cyric's weapons increased during the war and the income seemed to be pretty good, as the war continued, the power to purchase Cyric's weapons became less and less, and sooner or later there was bound to be a problem.

　　After thinking about it, the smiling old man expressed his thoughts: "Should we...should listen to the opinion of that woman Sophia? At least judging from the results, her... concept is correct."

In his opinion, as long as he can stabilize the situation, make money, and bring Cyric back to the top, it would be good to listen to Sophia's opinions occasionally.

It was obvious that the ugly girl was unwilling to mention Sophia. She sneered and said dissatisfied: "She was just lucky and made the right bet when she opposed us!"

"Listen to her? Then I might as well die!" The fat man also felt that if he begged Sophia at such an embarrassing time, how could he have a chance to do something in the future?

　　After thinking about it, in order to prevent the old man from finding an alliance with Sophia, he dropped a piece of news that he had never revealed: "Actually, apart from the failure on the battlefield, we also gained something."

 “Hmm?” The woman looked at the fat man.

 “What do you mean?” The old man also looked over and asked.

"The good news is! Our acquisition plan in the east was actually successful in the end. After struggling for a while and asking for a good price, the young man handed over some new weapon technology they had developed!" Fatty showed off. , and then he spoke.

 “Hmm?” Hearing what he said, both the woman and the old man became interested.

Fatty then explained: "The merger I led has had an effect. We acquired the workshop, and as a result, we have mastered two brand-new weapons! There is a brand-new automatic weapon! More advanced! A brand-new automatic weapon!"

"Oh?" When they heard about the new weapons, the eyes of the old man and the woman became a little brighter - they are arms dealers, and new weapons often mean more profits and gains!

Fatty shook his head confidently: "Hey hey hey! With metal fixed ammunition, brand new rifles, and advanced automatic pistols... we can at least compete with this **** Datang Group in most of the arms business!"

"At least! This is the only good news among a lot of bad news." The old man breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked a question that the woman next to him was also interested in: "That young man... what is his name?"

"His name is Fink, and he is a very talented young man! I defeated him and made him the person in charge. If he can design some new weapons, I plan to focus on training him." Neither is Fatty. Fool, he directly declared his sovereignty over this young man.

 Talents, of course, must be in the palm of your hand.

The old man nodded slightly: "Very good! You did the right thing! It's time to show that **** Sofia that we also value technology!"

"That's right! We will soon be able to revitalize Cyric and restore Cyric to a dominant position! We are undefeated! Hahahaha!" The fat man laughed loudly and proudly.

 “Cyric is invincible! Hahaha!” The old man also laughed.

"Long live Cyric!" the woman echoed coldly.

 (End of this chapter)