too late, organism

Even across the vast sea of ​​stars, Mao Che could feel the anger of Cotton at this moment like a supernova explosion.

"I will provide the army with everything they need! Even if I have to squeeze the oil out of the stone, I will not hesitate! For this, I only need one reward. In the next war, I will let the Zenor United Group, after they are defeated On the destroyed Justice of Heaven, sign the unconditional surrender!"

"I'm the fucking Governor of the Imperial Sector! Not the last Nakado of the hell!"

"Calm down, we need time, the gap in technology cannot be caught up overnight."

Looking at the cruiser of the Zenoer United Group in the holographic projection, Cat Che had no choice but to interrupt the furious cotton.

"Then do something!"

Furious, Cotton punched the terminal in front of him, causing his mechanical arm to bend terribly.

"I lost the mining rights today and set up a joint company. Then tomorrow it's time to cede the land and pay compensation! This time we won the battle! I won the f*ck and signed this shit agreement! CTM asked your engineering department to find a way Get some big boats out there! Don't f*ck off with the biggest budget!"

After Cotton's unequal treaty PTSD (Post Traumatic Stress Disorder) attack, Cat Che's temper was also stimulated by Cotton.

"Don't be so stupid! When I was blocked at the entrance of the wormhole and almost died outside, what were you doing?! Isn't it Make Roma great aganin! Group leader, old money, give me a colony ship and more Battleships and Marine Corps! Grandpa’s life is over! I’m going to climb the technology tree in the Koprulu sector!”

"Isn't it just a big ship! Have you seen the pioneer cruisers! I can't let those pioneer warships move, sir, I won't be back!"

"Okay, stop arguing."

The group owner stuffed the cat car and cotton mouth ball that had gotten a little out of control.

"It's all for the empire, we must unite as one, don't fight with our own people first, understand?"

After seeing both Mao Che and Mian Mian showing ok gestures, the group owner lifted the ban on Mao Che and Mian Mian.

"Damn it! I've approved all the related budgets you applied for before! Uncle's days are numbered!"

Cotton reached out to the projection of the cat car.

"You'll see what you want, I promise."

Cat Che held Cotton Projection's hand.

"For victory!"

"For victory!"

[For prosperity! 】

On the distant home planet of the Zenoer United Group, the senior executives of the Zenoer United Group sent the news that the "Solomon Agreement" had been signed after the director of public relations.

These well-dressed big shots raised their wine glasses in the banquet hall to celebrate this historic moment together.

This is the first time in 100 years that the Zenoer United Group has gained a new market. Although the current scale is small, everyone believes that the Holy Roman Empire will eventually merge into the United Group's market, just like the original Sek Like the Dari Federation.

Since the cancellation of the approval for the construction of private immigration ships due to the "illegal development of habitable planets", the development of habitable planets in the territory of the Zinor United Group has come to an impasse.

Everyone present knew that although the National Restoration Army could only do small things now, if it wasn't for the profit of the security market, it would have been able to crush the bedbugs in the sewers as early as a century ago.

But if they were really given a livable planet and some time, they might really be able to shake the control of the group, which is absolutely intolerable.

So they can understand the group's previous attack on Hope County, and it is in everyone's interest to destroy the large strongholds that the Restoration Army has established.

It's just that no one can guarantee that if their company builds a colony ship and goes to colonize alien planets, that colony ship will not be controlled by the Restoration Army.

As the group's control over the country deepens, although the group has prepared more cheap entertainment for the lower-level labor force to distract them, and less rest time to restore their energy consumed at work.

And more expensive education to reduce their opportunities to broaden their horizons, and at the same time use a larger class gap to separate those who have brains from those who have no brains, and use these so-called middle class people To prevaricate the anger of the people at the bottom.

Even so, the specter of the National Restoration Army has always echoed in every corner of the Zinol United Group. Almost every second, a name suspected of being a member of the Zinol United Group will be added to the blacklist of the Zinol United Group.

No one can guarantee that there will be no members of the National Restoration Army in the newly built immigration ship, and that the colonial ship will not repeat the mistakes of the Hope.

Even in the eyes of these big figures who accounted for almost 98% of the wealth of the Zenor United Group, the loss of a colonial ship was huge.

Especially now that the land on all planets has been completely saturated more than ten years ago, the massive unemployment and soaring prices caused by the absence of the market are constantly damaging the control of the Zinor United Group.

If there is another "illegal development case of a habitable planet", the loss of colony ships and personnel will be trivial, but the impact on market confidence will be huge.

Although investing in colonial ships and new colonies can stabilize the social turmoil caused by unemployment on various planets, once the branch fails to invest, it will become a giant that falls in the mud and is swallowed up by its colleagues It becomes the nutrient needed to last until the next prosperity arrives.

No one wants to be someone else's nourishment, so everyone has been waiting for the first guy who can't hold his breath to appear.

But now, with the "Solomon Agreement", an emerging market has appeared in front of everyone, and no one needs to be a nutrient.

[For the prosperity of a generation! 】

At this moment, when the executives of the Zi Nuoer United Group raised their wine glasses again, they celebrated that they had found a new market.

They believe that the control of the Zenoer United Group will be as immortal as the headquarters of the group under their feet that extends from the surface to the stratosphere.

It is also sweet and fragrant like Yin Hong's blood-like drink in their wine glasses.

Chapter 18 18 Koplu, I'm back

Since being transformed into a cyborg, Fabio's life has been very happy.

As a pure fighter, after being stamped with the stamp of thought in the transformation operation, Fabio did not worry about whether the transformed me is me, just like yesterday's me is not today's me, I am not me, this kind of philosophical question.

After rounding up the surviving, reinvented old bros of Pound Raiders, Fabio and his old buddies happily went about their day taking one bunch of rookies to kick another bunch of rookies in the ass.

There is no need to worry about casualties, no need to worry about supplies, and no need to worry about Fabio, who suddenly ordered to stop in the middle of the mission, completely unleashed the beast in his heart, and showed the rookies who came to receive training. True hell.

When he first entered the exercise area and had not had time to launch, he was hit by an airdrop pod that fell from the sky, and the entire company's soldiers were killed. It was just a normal operation in their vehicles.

After the troops exchanged fire, they felt evenly matched for the first 5 minutes. In the next second, they saw a big man wearing a black reinforced exterior kit with a portrait of a brunette with a good face and a strong figure painted on the breastplate, leading a group of and He wears the same black reinforced exterior suit as the Marines.

It's just commonplace to tear apart one's own defense line like a walk, and then push all the way to one's command post.

It is said that those rookies who have been rubbing back and forth on the ground for a long time, under the leadership of those high-level empires who are addicted to fighting, have shouted the slogan: "Pull through the teaching group and capture Fabio alive".

Out of respect for the dreams of these rookies, Fabio added a little bit of strength to his fists, and the status of those rookies changed from "bloody defeat" to "a crushing defeat".

There is no need to rest or sleep. Apart from regularly going to the maintenance station to maintain your body and release the system cache, the rest of the time is spent thinking about what to burn, what to kill, and what to blow up.

Of course, after the combat skills of those rookies improved, this job became more interesting.

Especially after undergoing the transformation, in order to allow Fabio, currently the strongest warrior in the empire, to be able to use his strengths as a fighter and a commander at the same time, and also to allow him to manipulate the enhanced exterior kit more freely.

The Imperial Academy of Engineering implanted a symbiotic AI in Fabio's body. This AI is equivalent to Fabio's personal adjutant, and has a scientific research-level high-efficiency processor directly connected to Fabio's brain.

Being able to command the troops for Fabio when Fabio is concentrating on combat, or operate the enhanced exterior kit for Fabio when Fabio is commanding the battle, is almost equivalent to a clone of Fabio in this respect.

The only problem is that because it is an experimental technology, the scientific research-grade processor is not equipped with a corresponding cooling system. If you perform overclocking calculations like those habitual overclocking tech kids and neurotic kids, the heat released by the processor will be huge. Burn Fabio's brains dry.

At the same time, the self-awareness of this AI was not complete when it was implanted in Fabio's body, and it was not discovered until the technical boys of the Engineering Academy recovered the technical data from Fabio.

I don't know when, the AI's personality setting became a black-haired woman who called herself Marina, and her hobbies were not only burning, killing, and blowing up, but also farming and making electronic pizza.

This incident once set off a craze among the technical boys in the engineering academy to write a program girlfriend for themselves, until they found that the program girlfriend they wrote was actually just a thread clone of themselves.

But for Fabio, if there is any regret here, it is that there is no decent food here, except for Marina's electronic pizza, there is only a strange nutrient solution to maintain the body Vitality of the organic part of the organization.

This makes Fabio, who loves pizza, ice cream and coffee, very sorry.

It would be paradise if it had real pizza and ice cream for snacks.

It wasn't until one day when Fabio received an order to temporarily put aside his work of beating rookies and go to the Imperial Academy of Engineering to find a report from the big cat car that he suddenly thought that he seemed to have offended a big shot.

With a feeling of apprehension, Fabio told his old brothers not to let those rookies have a good time today, and then boarded the shuttle to the Imperial Academy of Engineering.

After the shuttle machine landed on the tarmac on the roof of the Imperial Academy of Engineering, Fabio followed a guard into the Imperial Academy of Engineering. Along the way, Fabio found many research rooms where researchers were packing equipment and samples, which looked like It's like moving.

When Fabio arrived at the Big Tech's office, Fabio found that the robot that looked very familiar, like a dormant pod with arms and legs, was sitting in the office waiting for him.

"Lieutenant Colonel Fabio, please sit down."

With a wave of the robot's hand, a metal chair rose from the office floor.

Fabio sat on it carefully. He felt that if he did not admit his mistake, the gimmick called a cat car in front of him should have been shot by the tax prosecutor Ava after he led the car all the way into the bridge. that one.

[If you're right, it's that one. 】Marlena thoughtfully recalled from Fabio's memory a comparison picture of the robot that appeared on the bridge like a villainous BOSS and the gimmick in front of him.

"I know we met for the first time, emmm...not so friendly, but that's all in the past. I called you here today to ask you something."

"Sir! Aye! Sir!"

Fabio immediately jumped up from the chair reflexively, and stood upright with his head held high and his hands behind his back.

"Don't be so nervous, it's just some very simple questions..."

Seeing Fabio standing in front of him like an iron tower, Maoche called up his list of questions from his terminal.

Because the strategic cruiser built by humans in the Koprulu star area is, in principle, a flying main gun, and almost all structures are designed around the plasma cannon called the Yamato gun at the bow.

Especially when the principle of the plasma cannon is actually to use the energy field to restrain the atoms in the barrel that start to fission under the chain reaction, and when the fission reaction reaches the critical point, the energy will be directional and released.

Almost a nuclear bomb was detonated in the barrel, so from a safety point of view.

The strategic cruisers built by humans in the Koprulu sector usually place bridges, dormitories, hangars, and other parts that need to accommodate a large number of manpower in the rear half of the battleship.

Except for a very small number of unlucky ghosts such as damage control team members and gunners who have drawn a lottery, no one will go to the bow of the battleship to use their lives to test the radiation protection measures of the battleship. How about it.

So when the second half of the Grandet disappeared in the collapsed wormhole, except for the tax prosecutor Ava who escaped into the pioneer's ancient destroyer, Fabio, who was the sergeant, actually became Grandet. The highest rank among the survivors of the station number.

So when Maoche decided to enter the Koprulu sector, Sergeant Fabio became the best guide for Maoche to understand the Koprulu sector. E-sports doesn't need a group of sand sculpture friends with eyesight.

This former IRS commando sergeant major who has lived in the Koprulu sector for more than 30 years and has traveled around half of the Koprulu sector on the Grandet, and Fabio, who is now a lieutenant colonel of the Holy Roman Empire Teaching Corps, is obviously much more reliable. .

Any intelligent creature with a stronger IQ than a springtail should know who is more reliable to listen to at this time.

It took Maoche two days to learn about the current situation of the Koprulu sector from Fabio, and he was very glad that he didn't believe in the group of sand sculptures who patted their chests to ensure that they had seen through everything, and turned out to be worse than the marsh jumping fish friend.

Marsh jump fish has already seen through everything, and the sand sculpture group friends are only worthy of being seen through.

Humans in the current Koprulu sector have not stepped into the quagmire of war. At this time, Jim Raynor, the Son of Destiny, is still farming on the farm, and Sarah Kerrigan, Queen of Blades, is still receiving training as a ghost agent. The hero Mengsk the Great probably has just entered the army of the Tyrann Federation, and even Amon is still hiding in the void to plan its plot.

Everything hasn't started yet.

When Lieutenant Colonel Fabio was hollowed out by the cat car, he dragged his tired pace and left the Engineering Academy.

Cat Che looked at the information that was pulled out from Lieutenant Colonel Fabio, and fell into deep thought.

The Koprulu star area is a chaotic star area. Although the protoss and Zerg are still hidden in the dark universe, the humans in the Koprulu star area alone have split into countless forces.

The most powerful of these is the Tyranid Federation to which Lieutenant Colonel Fabio belonged, a corrupt country controlled by the so-called old family on the planet Tanzania.

Then there is the Morian Consortium, which was just established jointly by the Moria Mining Union and the Kael Lannis Transport Union. In order to maintain its own mining industry, this alliance may break out a fierce war with the Tyrann Federation at any time.

The Grandet owned by Lieutenant Colonel Fabio was just before the outbreak of the war in order to expand the tax source to prepare for the war that may come at any time, and the dispatched to those "shaking" are actually outside the Terren Federation controlled area, semi-independent Collecting taxes from the planet and appearing in the galaxy where the Abyss is located.

Finally, there is the Umoyan Council, a human force that is still watching the situation for the time being and calling for calm and restraint between the Tyrann Empire and the Morian Federation.

As for other semi-independent planets or those forces that read as mercenaries and read as pirates, they are like stars in the sky. No one knows how many scattered forces are hiding in the corners of the Koprulu star sector.

Corresponding to the many forces in the Koprulu star area is the abundant resources in the Koprulu star area. A large number of crystal deposits appearing in the planets allow the humans in the Koprulu star area to obtain excellent and cheap alloys as spacecraft materials.

And those special high-energy gas are also excellent propeller catalysts. According to Fabio, only a little high-energy gas can make the strategic cruiser soar like a drunk vulture cavalry.

Not to mention those countless habitable planets, there are simply too many of them without any rationality at all.

But this is good news for the cat car that is going to the Koprulu sector.

Even the humans in the Koprulu star area don't know when or from which corner an autonomous government will emerge, so it is very convenient to go there to take advantage of the cat's car to do things.

In the beginning, take the most elite troops to jump to the Koprulu sector, do it when you see people, run away after taking the wreckage, get a sample of the ghost agent, come back to analyze it, and never step into it again After the Koprulu star sector's one-step plan A was thrown into the garbage dump.

Catche began drafting a Plan B for incorporating the Koprulu Sector, at least part of it, into the Holy Roman Empire.

Even if the depraved Sarnaga Emon, who slept until he was insane, planned to destroy the world, and the ruler of the Zerg and the Son of Destiny, Jim Raynor, and the archbishop of the Protoss would stand up to it, then I would be a little transparent Just dig a little ore to collect a little high-energy gas.

After analyzing the Ghost Agent's technology, it's time to go back and use the pioneer's awesome warship to kill the Zinor United Group.

So I can't enter the Koprulu sector with an attitude like the fleet of the United Earth Council. Even the Romans thousands of years ago knew that fighting on two fronts would undoubtedly fail.

Although it is called the Holy Roman Empire, he is not a German. Before he can get rid of the damn Zinor United Group, he must play the role of a good neighbor in the Koprulu sector.

In this case, the motivation for entering the Koprulu star area at the beginning is very important. You can't let the Tyranid Federation and the Morian Federation who are already nervous as if they saw a zombie in their own yard give themselves away. pushed.

After scratching his own glass panel, the cat car had a flash of inspiration and thought of an excellent reason.

A few months later, a fleet consisting of a colony ship, three escorting frigates, and the newly restored Abyss scientific research ship came to the galaxy where the star ring is located, preparing to reach the Koprulu star area through the wormhole .

Unlike other ships of the Holy Roman Empire, the golden double-headed eagle logo of the Holy Roman Empire was not painted on these four ships. Instead, there was a three-foot gear and three arrows pointing to the center of the gear, and on this white logo SCP letters in white below.

Putting on a vest of the SCP Foundation and entering the Koprulu sector was the idea that Maoche had come up with a few months ago.

Compared with the level of hostility that can be generated by a force claiming to be the XX Empire that suddenly appeared next to one's own site, the emergence of an interstellar humanitarian agency that protects humans, accommodates refugees, and controls disasters will generate much less hostility.

In order to make it as smooth as possible for the human beings who formally contact the Koprulu star area for the first time, the vast majority of the people who participated in this operation codenamed [Gallic Wars] were prosthetics.