169, Battle of Marastal Fjord (4)
"Your Excellency Yularen, our planet has been besieged by the mercenaries of the Corporate Alliance for three full days. Originally, our planet's agricultural products mainly relied on imports. These three days of siege have almost caused the economic collapse of our planet!" In the holographic projection!
, Representative of Malastar Planet, Representative Ainle-Tim said worriedly.
"Please rest assured, Councilor Tim. The purpose of our trip is to relieve the siege of the planet Malastar. We hope that both of you can finally return to the negotiating table." Wolf-Yularen said calmly.
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"I wish you good luck in martial arts, Lord Yularen. You are my only hope..." Senator Tim sighed and closed the communication.
"The whole army sets off! Start jumping at the same time in 30 seconds, the target is the planet Malastar!" Captain Wolf-Yularen gave the order, and the fleet of 200 spaceships set off immediately, heading towards this
The heart of the conflict flew straight past.
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Marastal Fjord, Corporate Alliance fleet blockade.
There are already a large number of wreckage of spacecraft floating around here, and the twisted corpses of the operators who were thrown out can be seen everywhere.
The three-day blockade almost plunged Malastar into a desperate situation. During this period, they tried every means to allow the spacecraft to sneak past the blockade and bring much-needed supplies to the planet.
In fact, this is also a major hidden danger of the Galactic Republic, because most of the middle-ring and outer-ring planets in the Galactic Republic have not actually entered the interstellar age, and many are even still in medieval feudal society. Therefore, these planets are joining the Milky Way.
After the Republic, after all, I felt a little out of place.
However, driven by the major business giants of the Galactic Republic, these backward planets often become commodity dumping grounds and cheap labor export places for the business giants. A large number of goods that exceed the level of these civilizations are overwhelmingly swept over, and most planets have been ruled by
The people will fall into this trap and become addicted to the extremely advanced luxury goods provided by the business giants.
Don’t have enough money? Borrow money! Don’t have money to pay back? Sell natural resources, sell manpower, there is always something to sell. So under the guidance of the business giants with ulterior motives, these planets will basically have a population explosion, and then they will all rely on imported goods to survive.
After all, only when there are more people can there be consumption and labor. As for the quality of life of these people, no one cares at all.
The result is that these planets have basically become part of the economic system of these business giants, and they almost have no ability to be self-sufficient. As for strategic reserves, in this peaceful Galactic Republic, there is no such concept at all!
Therefore, the planet Rodia previously suffered from famine due to reduced food production, and the planet Marastal was already dying after only three days of blockade - such planets are extremely dependent on blood transfusions from the Galactic Republic. Once the transfusions are lost,
Once the blood vessels are cut off, the original shape will be revealed immediately.
The expanding population due to the continuous investment of business giants will immediately become a burden to them, because these planets originally did not have the ability to maintain this amount of population.
Then, business giants can directly cut off the backbone of a planet through trade sanctions or even force blockade and make them obey.
Tang Xiao looked out the window boredly at the ever-changing scenery. Under the influence of the magnetic field nebula around the Marastal Fjord, there were streaks of bizarre and colorful haze, which looked like streaks floating in the universe.
The same ribbons.
A faint sense of crisis touched Tang Xiao's heartstrings across the galaxy. He turned around and stared at a direction in the void, with a sneer appearing on the corner of his mouth.
He patted Ni Yongxiao, who was also looking at the scenery outside the window, and said: "Ah Xiao, do you know? Before the Republic fleet sets off, the representative of Malastar Planet will definitely say this to him - You are my only
hope!"
"Does this sentence have any special meaning?" Ni Yongxiao asked.
"The weak pray to the strong, leaving their future and destiny to others." Tang Xiao said, "Because of the existence of the Force, I really believe that there is a destiny in this universe. And because of this,
People here are often more willing to place their hope in some higher-level power, this is their mode of thinking."
"So, you who master the Force represent the higher level of power?" Ni Yongxiao asked.
"I can only touch this kind of power slightly. Moreover, I have some vague guesses about this kind of power, but I need further confirmation. Forget it, before that, there is no use thinking too much. You go and inform Egg
Zavalov, get ready for battle, the enemy is coming."
Ni Yongxiao nodded, walked to the bridge command center, and informed Igor of the news.
Igor immediately issued an order, and all warships entered the highest combat preparation, ready for combat at all times. At the same time, he informed the commander-in-chief, Admiral Trench, of the news.
"Are the enemies coming? Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk... As I expected, the Republic will definitely take action, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk... But, I am also waiting for their arrival." Trench slowly stroked the pincer at the corner of his mouth.
Limbs, six scarlet eyes narrowed slightly.
Then he waved the pointer in his hand suddenly and gave the order: "Fleet of the Fourth Group, move forward immediately. The bearing coordinates are 55.73 southeast, and move forward at full speed!"
Igor nodded, turned around and said to the navigator: "All spaceships are moving forward in formation, bearing coordinates 55.73 southeast, moving at full speed!"
Trench's eyes flashed fiercely, "Let us give the Republic fleet a surprise! Count down for 30 seconds, and then activate the No. 2 blocker!!"
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The Republic fleet in the hyperspace channel had no idea that it was entering a carefully laid trap.
Captain Wolf-Yularen straightened his military cap and stood on the still blank holographic map. Combat information has been sent, and the Enterprise Alliance's blockade fleet is at coordinates 57.88 in the Malasta Fjord.
The blocker was placed, and the fleet was deployed behind the blocker.
"Adjust the hyperspace jump distance and set the coordinates of the escape point to 58.04! Remember, distance is our key to victory!" Wolf-Yularen ordered.
"Yes!" The navigator immediately started operating.
At this moment, Admiral Trench also issued an order, "Activate the No. 2 blocker! Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk..."
Beep beep beep!!! A piercing siren sounded on the bridge of the Republic fleet, and the navigator screamed loudly, "Hyperspace navigation has been interfered with! We are about to leave hyperspace!!"
This chapter has been completed!