"I'm telling you! Be gentle! I'd rather shovel some dirt in than break those guns!!" A middle-aged man casually wearing a short-sleeved shirt and a pair of sunglasses pointed at the operation
The B-1 combat robot on the forklift roared loudly, "Anyway, these mud can be counted when weighing, but if the gun is broken, Newt Gunray and these idiots will really return it!!"
His hairline that almost reaches the top of his forehead and his unkempt stubble also indicate this person's identity - Yuri Orlov, one of the most active arms dealers in the galaxy.
"Did you hear that? Put the shovel down a little! Be gentle!!" Yuri Orlov said loudly.
"Roger Roger!" the B-1 robot responded, then went down with a shovel and scooped up at least a thousand blaster rifles. There was an obvious sound of metal breaking inside.
"Fuck!!" Yuri Orlov roared angrily.
"Roger Roger!"
Bang!! The next second, this B-1 combat robot was shot off its head.
"This is considered daily wear and tear, thank you!" Yuri Orlov put a smoking large-caliber pistol in the hand of the assistant next to him and took a deep puff of his cigar.
The stimulation of nicotine spread from the lungs to the whole body. Yuri Orlov trembled with comfort, and then exhaled a long column of smoke.
"The Trade Federation still needs at least 2 million individual small arms and ammunition that can be supplied for at least one month...and they are very interested in the Scorpion Annihilator robot and request an increase in supply." The assistant said while recording on his personal terminal.
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"Ha! Scorpion Annihilator?" Yuri Orlov spread his hands and shouted to the sky, "Fucking! Scorpion! Annihilator! Where the hell am I going to find more? I'm going to kill him
Walter Tambor's fucking underwear has been taken off and he only has these thirteen sets! By the way, do Skako people wear underwear?"
The assistant adjusted his glasses and replied seriously: "I think they need to be worn, Mr. Orlov."
"Then tell Newt Gunray my exact words! Don't always ask for this or that! Tell him that he will use whatever I send him! And he has to give me the money too!" You
Ri-Olov said.
The assistant said: "I think he knows this, so he said that if not, it would be good to give more Scorpion tanks. Such tanks were very useful in the battle on Planet Rosa."
"Wow! When it comes to bargaining, those Neimoidians are not sleepy, right? Sir, please give me ten tons of gold. If not, it would be good to give me ten credits. Then I feel that taking advantage of
You got a big deal and happily gave him ten dollars? Fuck!" Yuri Orlov imitated Newt Gunray's tone and immediately cursed angrily, "Does he know that the things from the Dawn Principality are worth more?
The more, the greater the risk that the Imperial Intelligence Department will find out about me!?"
The assistant replied: "Newt Gunray said that the recent offensive of the Galactic Empire was very fierce. A week ago, they had organized a landing on the planet Cato-Neimoidia and destroyed a large amount of their supplies. So,
He is very worried that the empire will organize another large-scale landing operation in the near future."
"Tell him that the hundreds of billions of credits he spent on the planetary shield and orbital defense system are not just decorations. These things are enough to protect him." Yuri waved his hand and said.
"But... he repeatedly mentioned the statement between the Trade Federation and the Principality of Dawn some time ago. In other words, the Trade Federation is now officially controlled by the Principality of Dawn. If you don't help him, it will be a betrayal of the Principality of Dawn." Assistant.
said.
Yuri Orlov's crazy look disappeared instantly. He looked at the sky, sighed, and said: "This statement is killing us... I have always told you that in this business, you must want to
Survival cannot leave an obvious mark on us. It is best to sell weapons to both warring parties... This is the way to protect ourselves. Why did I leave the Principality of Dawn and fly solo? If I don't do this, I will survive
Not now. But this time..."
"The Principality of Dawn has sent ghost agents to protect you, and I also suggest that you'd better go back to Planet Dawn. It's too dangerous in a place like Tatooine," the assistant said.
"If I leave here, who will bring weapons?" Yuri Orlov asked: "In this galaxy now, who dares to sell weapons to the Trade Federation? Our inventory? This is the last point. Now I can only
Go find the Bloody Dawn, they still have a batch of black market weapons, which are the replacement weapons of the previous Galactic Republic. However, these weapons are a bit hot... After finishing this order, I really have to go back to the Dawn Planet."
As he said that, he squatted down and picked up a stone, smashed it on a B-1 combat robot in front of him, and shouted loudly: "That's why I told you to hurry up! I don't want to be in this fucking sand for one minute."
Stay on the pimple!"
"Roger Roger!"
The assistant hurriedly added: "The Trade Federation has provided a new hyperspace channel this time. They said that this channel is a seasonal channel and we should have 20 days to use it."
Yuri Orlov waved his hand anxiously and said: "Let me make two trips, and if there is no problem, use it. Complete this order as soon as possible, and then tell Newt Gunray that everything I can do here has been done."
Got it!"
"Okay, sir."
…
"Your Majesty, I think this action against the Trade Federation is a bit too fast." Chief of General Staff Qi Jian said to Tang Xiao, "The Galactic Empire claims that the Trade Federation is a traitor, but we control the Trade Federation. In
Nominally, we are harboring traitors, but in terms of profit, we have devoured what the Galactic Empire wanted to eat even if they were beaten to death. I feel that the Galactic Empire will not let it go."
"Why should I care about Palpatine's feelings? When we had just successfully ended the Mongar-Mongar war, he immediately intervened in the Chiss Territory with armed force, and even severely damaged the Eternal super aircraft carrier. This has long been torn apart.
It’s a shame. It’s a tacit thing.” Tang Xiao waved his hand and said, “Now we are relying on the Trade Alliance to help us delay until the Zero Operation Plan is completed.”
Qi Jian nodded.
Tang Xiao continued: "Moreover, the more we express our stance, the more scruples the Galactic Empire will have when attacking the Trade Federation. We are secretly planning Operation Zero, and the Galactic Empire is also afraid that we will suddenly launch a war.
.So, this declaration not only gives Palpatine a piece of shit, but also prevents them from focusing on dealing with the Trade Federation, killing two birds with one stone. By the way, let Ling Liang continue to organize military exercises on the planet Eriadu, and do
