Imperial Arsenal, full name Betares Empire cutting-edge weapons research database.
It is a place used to store drawings and data of various weapons and equipment of the Betares Empire, and it is also the empire's most closely guarded secret base.
Except for the current emperor and the two earls of Zhuguo, no one knows its location.
At that time, the Betares Empire fell apart, the imperial royal family was slaughtered, and Emperor Betares was assassinated and died.
Count Xuewei, one of the Pillar Kingdoms, led a fleet to defend against the enemy and died on the battlefield.
Another pillar nation packed up all the data and drawings in the empire's arsenal and wanted to rebuild the Betares Empire.
But unfortunately, his family all died on the way to escape. Some of the various blueprints and data he carried disappeared when the battleship was destroyed, and some were divided among all parties.
Both the Free Camp and the Order of Justice searched the entire Betares star field but could not find the ancient ruins that led to the rise of the Betares Empire. Later, after evaluating the technological strength of the Betares Empire, they believed that the ancient ruins
After the ruins were of little value to our side, we gave up the search.
Until the FA Legion expeditionary force came back and gathered the surviving son of Count Xuewei as its leader, they recovered the Betares constellation and established the Betares Federation.
And because of the existence of Xuewei III, people think that only he knows the location of the empire's arsenal.
That's why dozens of pirate groups formed an alliance to besiege the Betares Federation. The people behind these pirates wanted to force Xuemei III to take the initiative to open the imperial arsenal.
But it is a pity that Xuewei III has only opened the combat readiness warehouse and mineral storage warehouse in these years, and has never seen the shadow of the imperial arsenal at all.
So this time after detecting the signal of this ancient ruins, the two of them understood why the two major civilizations failed to find this ancient ruins. The ancient ruins of love were not in space, but in the planet!
Report the news?
This idea was shot to pieces by Frederick McGee as soon as it came out.
Reporting this news would only allow him to obtain a large sum of resources and star coins, but it would not greatly improve his own power.
Frederick McGee is an ambitious man, so he must take down this ancient ruins before other civilizations know about it!
Immediately afterwards, Frederick McGee ordered:
"Order, block all channels leading to the Beecher Meteor Domain, and all communications must be controlled!
Everyone, this kind of thing may never happen again in this life. It depends on your opinion whether you want to do it or not.
Of course, if you are afraid, just report it directly to the demon civilization, I will never stop you, and I can’t stop you!"
Although Frederick McGee is the commander-in-chief of this free camp fleet, these fleets are a combined fleet composed of three civilized fleets, and they are not of the same mind as him.
Therefore, if you want to plan for this ancient ruins, you must block information internally and divide your interests.
Otherwise, as long as the news gets out, it will be all in vain.
Everyone looked at each other in confusion, with undisguised greed in everyone's eyes.
"Commander, we are all our own people here, so it is easy to talk." A civilized commander said hesitantly: "But I am afraid that the righteous order will pass the news to the angel civilization, and we will not be able to stop the angel civilization.
fleet!"
His concerns are not without reason.
If they did not notify the demon civilization because of greed, then when the fleet of the angel civilization comes in person, not only will they not get a share of this ancient ruins, but they may even have to stay here.
In response to this, Frederick McGee showed his white teeth, narrowed his eyes slightly, and replied firmly:
"Don't worry, I know the commander-in-chief of the righteous order and he will never give up such a good opportunity.
As for the civilized fleets under its banner, there is no need to worry.
Now that there are such huge benefits in front of you, who can endure it?"
Hearing this, everyone nodded and agreed with Frederick McGee's statement.
After all, we are all adults, and the so-called justice and evil are just excuses to serve the powerful.
Whether it’s justice and order or the freedom camp, the two sides are fighting to the death for two words: profit!
Who would really risk their lives to fight in this meat grinder-like battlefield without profit?
justice?
evil?
Don't be ridiculous, how much is that worth?
In fact, just after Frederick McGee and others decided to conceal the information about the ancient ruins, Michael Blake also decided to get a share of the ancient ruins and also chose to conceal it from the top.
Subsequently, Frederick McGee had a private communication with Michael Blake.
"Old friend, long time no see, you are still as ugly as before."
"Yes, we haven't seen each other for more than thirty years. I really hope that next time we meet in person, I can pluck your head off and put it in the exhibition room of my battleship."
"I'm afraid you will see your own brain by then."
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The two had just connected through communication, and they began to ridicule each other from the first sentence.
After the two of them made fun of each other about the war during this period, they quickly turned the topic to the crux of the matter.
Frederick McGee raised his glass and took a sip to soothe his throat that was hoarse from roaring.
"The imperial arsenal has appeared. You should know this, right?"
"Of course, how could I not know about such a strong space signal?"
After Michael Blake finished speaking, he also sipped his wine and quietly waited for Frederick McGee's response.
Two old classmates and rivals who were still preparing for war were in a stalemate in silence, and neither of them spoke again.
Time passed like this minute by minute.
Until Frederick McGee's glass was empty, he drank the last sip of wine and turned to look at the holographic projection of Michael Blake beside him.
"Temporary truce, no interference with each other until we capture this ancient ruins."
"As for who can get it, it depends on everyone's ability."
Michael Blake added, squinting.
"Of course." Frederick McGee said and turned off the communication.
As for why the two parties did not divide their interests in advance, it is because it is completely unnecessary and meaningless.
They both understand each other's character very well, and in the face of this kind of opportunity that can be compared to a carp jumping over a dragon's gate, anything they say is false.
Both sides are bound to win this ancient ruins. No matter how good it is now, when the critical moment comes, the other side will definitely give him a knife without hesitation, and then swallow this ancient ruins for himself.
Any agreement is just a piece of waste paper without sufficient strength!
After hanging up the communication, Frederick McGee hesitated and aired the communication request.
Then, a slightly sighing voice came from it.
"I didn't expect that after so many years, you could still remember my private communication channel."
The face of an old man was also projected in front of Frederick McGee.
Wearing a neat military uniform and gray hair, who could he be if he wasn't an old man?
Looking at the old man in front of him, Frederick McGee no longer had the tit-for-tat confrontation with Michael Blake just now, but looked slightly respectful.
"Teacher, long time no see."
When Frederick Mackey and Michael Blake were students at Imperial College, this old man was their teacher.
As the highest institution of learning in the Betares Empire at the time, the people who could teach there were not just ordinary people, but all of them were people with great military exploits in the empire.
And Lao Qian was one of the few tenured professors at Imperial University back then!
After all, there is only one person who dares to command the battle and conduct teaching based on the battlefield situation.
You know, the war that Lao Qian was conducting at that time was related to the fate of the Betares Empire!
Therefore, the students of Frederick McGee's class have great respect for this old man. Even now that they are enemies, this respect has not diminished.
Faced with Frederick McGee's "teacher" sentence, Lao Qian waved his hand quickly.
"No, you are the famous Blood Fox, I can't be your teacher."
As one of the so-called double-walls in the Imperial University at the time, Frederick McGee quickly displayed his talents after joining the free camp. With his Blood Fox Fleet, he was able to break through in the free camp.
He gained a great reputation.
Regarding Lao Qian’s denial, Frederick McGee still smiled and said:
"You're welcome. Students learn almost all their skills from you. How can they not become teachers?"
The tone is quite similar to the feeling of a student who has graduated many years ago and has achieved great results, but can't help but want to show off his achievements when he meets the teacher.
In fact, Frederick McGee did have such an idea.
But what responded to him was Lao Qian's cold words.
"Since you call me teacher, have I ever taught you to betray your motherland, betray your beliefs, and betray your comrades?"
Faced with Lao Qian's questioning, Frederick McGee fell silent.
Although he was captured on the battlefield and finally joined the freedom camp under the coercion and inducement of his family's parents, it is undeniable that he has betrayed everything.
After a moment of silence, Frederick McGee could only say to the teacher he respected most in the past: "Teacher, I'm sorry."
He didn't want to argue because it was already a fact.
Lao Qian looked intently at the protégé he admired most back then.
After a long time, he hung up the communication, leaving only one sentence echoing in Frederick McGee's ears.
"I know your reason for coming, but do you remember the first course I taught you?"
Frederick McGee closed his eyes until Lao Qian's slightly aged voice slowly stopped.
"Teacher, is this your answer?"
He still remembers the first lesson that Lao Qian gave to these new commanders, and he can guarantee that all the students will also remember it!
He can still recall what the flower of the empire, who was still in her prime at the time, said in a frivolous tone when arguing with a female teacher in class:
“If you can’t get something on the battlefield, don’t expect to get it from the negotiation table!”
