Chapter 136: .Interstellar (14)

Under the pressure of the alliance, the empire changed its story.
They beautified this aggression as "verification".
The logic of the empire is impeccable from beginning to end-the Star Ring Church State discovered the iridium mine. It is possible to use the iridium mine to make weapons of mass destruction, endangering the safety of the empire and the entire universe. In order to avoid such disasters, the empire must send inspections Team, to verify the state, if the verification result is really so, the empire can justly occupy the state.
"The host, I don't understand." The system said: "You have not developed the iridium mine. I mean, General Ares does have this idea, but he has not had time to really implement it... So, the so-called verification of the empire is not Will it fail?"
"You don't understand humans too much." Li Yuebai said: "There is no possibility of verification, and there must be evidence."
"Host, do you mean that the empire will forge evidence that you use iridium to make weapons?"
"Yes."
"What about the alliance?" The system eagerly said: "As long as the alliance and the empire arrive at the same time and check at the same time, the empire will be difficult to forge..."
"The alliance will never arrive at the same time as the empire." Li Yuebai said: "The alliance also has the role that the alliance wants to play. The alliance only wants to be the cicada's cardinal from beginning to end, so that the empire acts as the abominable invader. Then, the alliance appeared behind the empire, fighting against the aggressors, maintaining the name of peace, and fighting the empire in a fair and bright manner. In this way, the alliance also has half the chance of winning, and it does not have to be condemned by pacifists in the country..."
In the game between big countries, small countries have no choice but to lie quietly and wait to be eaten.
Soon, the so-called "verification fleet" of the empire was assembled.
The so-called verification fleet is actually a battle fleet, a battle fleet armed with teeth after hundreds of battles-with 50 million sergeants, 500 giant flagships, and countless small ships and aircraft, all equipped with the highest-end weapons.
In exchange for so much life and money in exchange for a planet rich in iridium ore, Emperor Umbrich of the Empire considered it worthwhile.
What's more, Emperor Umbrich didn't even think that the Empire would have any losses-in the face of such a powerful military deterrent, any small country could only surrender without war. If the small country refused to surrender, it would only cost At a slight price, they can all be eliminated.
The toughest enemy, instead, is an alliance that stares behind him, trying to get a slice of the pie.
The Alliance also prepared a 39 million-peace peacekeeping fleet and set off behind the Empire's verification fleet.
However, considering the political system of the alliance, it is not the same as the empire. The opposition within the alliance has always promoted peace and opposed war. The ruling party of the alliance may not dare to fight with the empire. The final result is likely to be Deterring each other, negotiating the game, and finally, sitting down to share the cake.
Even cakes that are destined to be eaten have to struggle before they are eaten.
The Star Circle Church State started a series of actions that nominally "greeted with verification" and was actually self-defense.
Both the Pope and the Prime Minister summoned Li Yuebai to go to the meeting every day. The place was in the Pope's parlor, starting from the star rising from the horizon, until the pink sky became black, and the meeting never ended.
At this moment, everyone's spirit is tense.
Under the surface of tense preparations, the Prime Minister and the Pope are already ready to flee.
From top to bottom, no one believes that the state is likely to win.
"The host, even your boss, the highly respected pope, has already planned to flee, aren't you surprised?" The system said: "After all, this behavior is very inconsistent with his usual majestic appearance."
"What has been known for a long time, what surprises you?" Li Yuebai said with a smile: "I would also like to thank His Majesty the Pope, his escape plan was arranged very early and completed very early, which is why he would acquiesce The assassination of the Marshal by the Prime Minister."
The assassination of the Field Marshal was a fuse, igniting a gunpowder barrel that would explode sooner or later.
The Pope could not have allowed this fuse to be ignited if it had not been fully prepared.
"Host, in this case, I have deep sympathy for you." The system mourned.
"Sympathy?"
"As far as I know, when you crossed for the third time, thanks to the original master's blessing, you once had strong military command capabilities." The system said: "But now... those capabilities have not stayed."
"Of course, the ability and knowledge are in the mind of the original owner." Li Yuebai said: "It was not my thing."
"It's like a flying bird that has touched the sky has its wings broken." The system mourned: "This will increase your sense of powerlessness, I sympathize."
"It's not necessary." Li Yuebai smiled: "I'm not going to lead the fleet to fight with Sisell, anyway..."
"No chance." The system said.
Even if Ray Ares is in charge of the battle, the odds are still small.
The ships are not enough, the weapons are not enough, the sergeants are not enough, the expenses are not enough... everything is not enough.
Even so, Ray Ares still has no meaning to admit defeat. He fell into a tragic and busy state, presided over the military department to prepare for all battles. The preparations he had made in a hurry, such as increasing conscription, expanding military spending, etc., are now all in use.
"Ding!" The system reminded: "Host, no matter when it comes, don't forget your task..."
A task bar popped up in front of me, saying: To be completed (1)
Li Yuebai opened the task details and was immediately stunned by a long list of descriptions.
"What's the matter, the system, how the task is described so complicated." Li Yuebai frowned: "Aren't the content of the task defeating Sizer?"
"That's right, but I also emphasized that it is also important to keep the Iridium mine." The system said: "For example, in case you just killed Xizell, the state is occupied by the empire, so strictly speaking Nor can it be counted as your winning..."
"I understand." Li Yuebai said: "No wonder you use such complicated words to describe the concept of task completion..."
"Yes, because things are too complicated, it must be clearer about how to complete the task," the system said.
"Don't go around the corner." Li Yuebai sighed: "According to the consistent and harsh practice of the Lord God, if I want to pass this dress, I am afraid I have to meet several conditions at the same time."
"Yes, the Lord God is really too strict."
"First, defeat Cizell, either kill him, imprison him, or let him bow down to me." Li Yuebai said.
"Yes."
"Second, don't let the Empire or the Alliance steal the Iridium mine."
"Yes."
"Third, the Star Circle Church State cannot suffer significant loss of life and property, and it is best not to die alone." Li Yuebai said.
"Yes..." the system said guilty.
"Do you think it is possible?" Li Yuebai smiled.
"It seems difficult..." The system said more and more guilty.
The Lord God is more than harsh, it is simply whimsical.
In this situation of disparity in strength, it is almost impossible for the host to win the entire audience...
"Fine the system, help me tell the Lord God, let him not regret it." Li Yuebai laughed.
"Yes." The system does not understand where the host's mystery comes from.
The attendant quickly hurried over and said, "Dear high priest, you should give a speech..."
Li Yuebai nodded and walked towards the temple under the guard of the attendant.
The Pope and the Prime Minister gave him an important task-to issue an external statement.
The content of the statement was determined through discussions between the Pope and the Prime Minister and the Military Department, and the wording was written by the Secretariat. Li Yuebai only needs to read the statement.
In the temple, photographers from various regions have been gathered, and numerous lenses and flashes are aimed at the open space in the center.
Li Yuebai dragged his long luxurious white robe and walked toward the center of the temple step by step. Standing in front of the huge star ring sign, he had a gentle look on his face, and nodded to the camera and the crowd.
The temple was silent, and the camera faithfully recorded the speech and played it synchronously to the entire universe.
"You are now 5236 of the Gregorian calendar and 9804 of the Star Ring." Li Yuebai said: "The ancestors have created a best era, and we are turning it into a worst era."
"From the moment when human beings were born in the blue star ocean, war has been like a shadow, not a moment away from us, we are the only kind of animals that can kill similar species, and we put all kinds of gorgeous coats on this kind of slaughter, we praise the war , Beautify the war and dedicate to the war."
"In the wild times, everything was a lasting compromise for survival. At that time, we had very little land and a huge population, and war allowed one of them to survive, so we chose war."
"But now. We have an endless vast sea of ​​stars that once plagued us with the survival problems of thousands of generations. Thanks to the pioneers, it is no longer a problem."
"However, war still hasn't left us. The militant genes are deeply engraved in each of our cells, because of fear, because of estrangement, because of inertia, because of the deep darkness buried in our hearts...To this day, we are still slaves of war. "Li Yuebai smiled: "I am full of good hope for the future. I hope that one day, humans can break this shackle and save themselves from the endless war prison... But it cannot be now, now, I don't see any possibility."
"Host, you seem to have pulled the topic too far." The system reminded: "Should it be important."
"Then let us return to reality and talk about now." Li Yuebai changed the romantic tone with a hazy expectation and replaced it with a serious diplomatic rhetoric: "The Ministry of Foreign Affairs of the Galaxy Empire accuses China of mining iridium mines and building large Starships of scale, trying to harm all mankind... I must state that these are not true."
"We not only do not use iridium metal for weapons, but also do not want to see other countries illegally invade the iridium metal on LAJ8807 for weapons manufacturing." Li Yuebai said: "We welcome the Empire's verification fleet to come to verify, but If no problems are found, please leave."
A fleet of the Galaxy Empire, the flagship command room.
The beautiful blond-haired boy sat in the position exclusive to the captain, with a pair of golden eyes staring directly at the large screen in front of him. On the screen, the high priest of the Star Circle Church State was making a statement in a gentle and firm tone.
Behind him, the door of the control room opened, the adjutant stepped carefully, and carefully held a tray in his hand. The tray was filled with a thick stack of battle plans, and a bouquet of flowers was symbolically decorated next to it. And a few pieces of fruit.
"Your Highness." The adjutant stood next to the teenager and whispered: "About the verification work we went to the Star Ring Church..."
"Oh?" The teenager turned his face, showing a very sweet smile: "It's hard."
"Your Highness, do you need to review these plans?"
"No need." Cizelle raised his hand, took a fresh crystal clear fruit from the tray, took a bite, and turned it with his free hand in his ear: "It's all here, destroy it Right."
"Yes." The adjutant looked incredulously at the delicate and cute boy like a doll in front of him. It was hard to believe that he would have such a genius mind: "The eighth column of the rebellion a few days ago..."
"Execution, all." Cizelle smiled and took another piece of fruit.
The adjutant didn't dare to say anything, and led out.
On the screen, the high priest is saying "...please leave."
"How is it possible to leave? My hazy moon." Cizelle licked the bright red juice from his fingertips, and his voice was soft as if he were treating a lover.
He won't leave until his last drop of blood is squeezed out.