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The warships and MAs that moved outside stopped. In fact, seeing the Silver Wolf's warship coming came just to conduct routine security. Who knew that Rhodes reacted so much, and the entire ship was ready for battle. It was ragged, but the main gun on the battleship was not for fun. If they really had to get rid of the gun, everyone would not be able to get over it.

So the mercenary captain in charge of the garrison hurriedly contacted the Silver Wolf people using the emergency channel.

"I'm glad to meet you, Captain Rod Laurenz, and welcome our famous Silver Wolf Mercenary Group to the universe. I am Mikel Bra, the commander of the Black Sword Mercenary Group who is in charge of the guards here." A middle-aged man on the screen said respectfully, who was wearing Earth Army uniforms, with a wide face and short brown hair.

"I'm also very happy to see you. I'll ask you for more advice in the universe in the future." Rhodes also laughed. He had heard of this black sword. He left the team and changed careers directly during the World Tree offensive and defensive battle. In this universe, there were so many mercenary groups that had just emerged. These guys drove military warships and directly changed careers. The disadvantaged Earth Army had no way to deal with them.

"I dare not, I should ask you for advice!" Mikel was a arrogant person, but at this time he became obedient and flattered. This is the world of mercenaries, and they all speak by relying on their strength.

Perhaps the single strength and business philosophy are not as good as the tail of the giant snake, which is currently ranked first, but if we compare history, there are really few mercenary organizations in the earth circle that can compare with the Silver Wolf. After decades of accumulation, the Silver Wolf’s background and interpersonal relationships are not comparable to that of ordinary people.

"Then I'll open the way for you." Commander Mikel made way for the channel and led the route with the Drake class on one side. The Fenrier also released 5 GINNs. Rhode made up his mind to make a high-profile appearance.

The more we flew to the satellite, the more dense the ships were. Most of them were modified into various types of warships and transport ships. However, these ships with various weapons also hid aside as they looked at a Nasca with five GINNs, and then speculated about which major force was coming. Sure enough, this protracted war brought about a deformed prosperity.

The satellite port released an optical runway, and various ships preparing to enter the port were hurriedly opened the channel and allowed Silver Wolf and other great men to enter the port first.

Seeing these people so sensible, Silver Wolf was disrespectful. The Fenrier slowly slowed down along the optical runway and drove into the satellite dock before stopping. Rhode, who had been nervous, finally relaxed slowly. He was not afraid of any organization daring to attack him, but feared that the former transport ship pilot under his command would directly hit the warship on the steel plate and become a laughing stock in the earth circle.

"They are here." In the port command room, a tall beauty with long red hair sighed when she saw the NASCAR class enter the dock. Her sigh exuded a little dissatisfaction. Although the woman was not old, her every move had a mature charm.

Just like the situation where the two major forces in the universe are constantly fighting, the mercenaries are not very harmonious. This Silver Wolf is the strongest mercenary group on earth, but this time he comes to the universe, he doesn't know what situation will be created.

"Miss, let's go and greet them. These people are very useful. For our great cause." The middle-aged man standing next to the red-haired woman reminded him. His hair was combed straight and his light blue eyes were extremely sharp.

"I understand." The woman nodded and floated towards the port along the automatic handrail.

On the Fenrier, Rhode had called all the officers in charge together, and Katharine, who was in charge of intelligence, took an electronic version to explain the power relations here to Rhode.

"Helen Wimbledon?" Rhodes looked at the information on the electronic version and said, "It was a beautiful woman with red hair, with blue eyes and snow-white and smooth skin, and she was only 22 years old.

"Yes, the current president of Wimbledon Industrial Group and the owner of this satellite city." Katharine explained that although this satellite city cannot be compared with PLANT's colonial satellites, it is not something that ordinary people can create, especially if it is separated from the Earth's Union and PLANT, it requires considerable power.

"I remember the Wimbledon family had already declined in the 1940s." Rhodes' memory in this life has the impression of this family. It is also a large group in the former Austrian region of the Eurasian Federation, and its business covers various industries of arms and shipbuilding.

"It was not a decline, but a suppression to the development of the universe. Many satellite colonies here were built by large families and consortiums on Earth. They set off a craze for colonial satellite construction in the 1940s." Katharin paused and added: "Most of the people who built colonial satellites here were losers in the re-adjustment of the industry on Earth."

Everyone with power knows this. After the three major countries are stable, domestic corporate adjustments began. Groups one by one form a group to form associations and become a new monopoly. In the Atlantic Federation, large organizations composed of certain groups can even control the national political situation.

It seems that in addition to the Republic of East Asia, the Eurasian Federation is also troubled by these big bosses. Of course, in this restructuring, there are naturally losers.

"No matter what, just build the relationship well." Rhode nodded. Even if the new star's offensive and defensive battles were decided, after the retreat of the East Asian Republic, the real owner of this L4 was not PLANT but a colonial satellite cluster controlled by these groups. Of course, PLANT and Earth alliance are not fools. Most of these satellite clusters are unarmed, so the waste merchants and mercenaries chose this place as their destination.

Rhodes led a group of officers into the interior of the colonial satellite from the connecting passage. After passing through the supercharged chamber, everyone finally felt the gravity that had not been seen for several days.

"Hello, I am Rhode L. Laurenz, the leader of the Silver Wolf Mercenary Corps." Rhode saw Helen Wimbledon, who had been waiting for a long time, and hurriedly walked forward and stretched out his right hand.

"Hello, Chief Rod, welcome to Heyeth. I am Helen Wimbledon, the owner of this colonial satellite and the head of the Waste Traders Association here." Helen smiled, then shook hands with Rod. She wore a pink dress today, and she looked as beautiful as a rose.

Even though Rhodes had such strong stress, he couldn't help but be stunned when he saw this world's beauty. However, he instantly reacted and introduced the officers behind him. He knew that the person in front of him was a coordinator, so he was not surprised by such a beauty.

"Then let's talk while walking, Captain Rhode." Helen smiled and made a gesture of inviting him.

Rhode nodded and followed. He was not surprised that he had received such a high-standard reception. The world was power-first. The crowd walked out of the port and sat in two cars and drove quickly into the colony.

The dazzling sunlight inside the colony shines. Although this is artificial sunlight, it also has a warm feeling for the mercenary group who are gradually familiar with the dim lights inside the warship.

Rod and Helen and others sat in a luxury car in front of the car. The space was so vast that there was even a small table in front of the back seat, with coffee, black tea and other things on it, just like a tea party. However, after getting in the car, Rod stared out the window to check. This was just a habit he developed in his years of fighting career - to understand the surrounding environment at any time.

"Is it okay here?" Helen looked at Rhode, who was sitting beside her and staring out the window. She was a little angry at this time. She was a delicate beauty sitting here, but her noble-like tutor still maintained an elegant and luxurious posture.

"It's not bad, I think I finally know why so many people are willing to immigrate to the universe." Rhode turned his head and glanced at the red-haired beauty, but his face was still normal when facing the latter's elegant smile.

There is gravity and sunshine here, but it is actually almost the same as the earth. He just observed it and found that the colonial satellite is not large, with a population of about 100,000.

"Miss Helen, I wonder if you have something to talk to me about?" Rhode picked up the coffee in front of him and took a sip of light. He felt that it was a big deal to let a colonial satellite owner come to entertain himself as a mercenary.

Helen Wimbledon was stunned, but calmly picked up the black tea in front of him, took a sip in a flawless manner and said, "I just want to talk to you about a business."

"Business? Oh, I'm indeed a businessman, so what do you want?" Rhode smiled. He had thought of it for a long time, and he could even guess what the other party needed.

"Then let's talk in detail after we go to the Central Building. I hope this business will succeed." Helen Wimbledsburg said with a gentle smile.

"Then I'm looking forward to it." Rhode put down his coffee cup and chuckled.
Chapter completed!