"Not only what you approve of is called 'actual'."
"You will regret it."
"We'll see."
"..."
After a few words of advice, Arcturus suddenly discovered that this seemed to be the same conversation he had with his father before he ignored his father's objections and went to the federal border to join the mercenaries. The content was exactly the same except for some changes in the names.
The old man was too vindictive... He silently shut his mouth and began to formulate words that were not part of that argument and could convince his father.
"Don't say a few words. It's rare for my son to come back, and it's his birthday. Is there anything that has to be argued over at the dinner table?" Sitting next to Arcturus, wearing a beige velvet sweater and a sapphire blue skirt, with black hair
The brown-eyed, graceful and gentle lady rapped her knuckles on the table dissatisfiedly, successfully making the two men stop their childish behavior of glaring at each other, and each picked up the tableware.
Sara Mengsk, the wife of Angus and the mother of Arcturus and Emil, although she is in her late fifties, she is well maintained. If she goes out and says that she is Emil's sister... probably
Half of the people will believe it.
She and Angus are very rare examples of the first generation of leaders combining with each other. After all, at that time, mankind was facing a brand new star field that had yet to be developed. If they could become "above ten thousand people", who would want to be "one person"?
"Under".
Arcturus could only guess what epic love story happened when his parents were piloting the immigrant ship in subspace. However, as a son, there was no way to ask specifically about this kind of thing. He could only reveal it from what they themselves chatted with.
Analyze it moment by moment.
What is known so far is that the parents did not seem to belong to the crew members who woke up at the same time. The father fell in love with his mother's sleeping face at first sight during his time on duty, and finally contacted her through a message. After experiencing other crises
After providing each other with help across time, they finally confirmed their feelings for each other. Then, they each secretly submitted an application to the spacecraft host to adjust their waking hours to the other's waking hours. They wanted to give each other a surprise, but the results were perfectly staggered...
…
Since this application could only be submitted once at the time, if the immigration ship had not left the subspace quickly after that, Arcturus and Emil would not have had the chance to be born.
Thinking of Emil, Arcturus turned his head and glanced at her. Sure enough, the naughty and cute sister was eating her rice, which was completely the same as when he left home a year ago.
As expected, when she finally had enough to eat, she would stare blankly at her "results" for a while, and then murmur something ridiculous like "It's not my fault that I ate so much."
"Father, have you ever thought about this?" After thinking about home and family for a few times, Arcturus thought of a new reason: "The Amarr Star Territory is too close to the Federation Capital Star.
, many officials and even generals have inextricable connections with that side, what if they defect in front of the battle?"
"So it's just a 'draft'," Angus said unconcernedly: "I have already proposed it in a closed-door meeting and observed the reactions of the participants. Those who are determined to oppose will be called out, while those who are hesitant to express their opinions will be
Marginalized, but no matter what, their whereabouts and communications are under my monitoring to ensure that their contents will not be leaked before the plan is launched."
"What about after the announcement? It only takes two 'hops' for the Federation's fleet to arrive here." Arcturus thought this was blind optimism.
The so-called "jump" is a derivative of the "stargate" technology that the Tyranid Federation copied from the pioneer civilization "Ute". It is the act of a spaceship or fleet arriving in another galaxy through a "stargate" in one galaxy.
It is called a "jump", and important locations in the galaxy are reached through a copycat "accelerated orbit", and finally it is the "warp engine" technology possessed by the spacecraft itself.
Although the "star gate" that cannot change its state can only be used to "jump" between galaxies, "accelerated orbit", a technology copied from human beings, can be used to edit the destination. Most of the pirates hiding in the Federation use similar methods.
The means are hidden in a place called "dead space". After all, the entire star region is so large that no one can fully explore every space in the universe.
In other words, the Korhal system is only two galaxies away from Terra, the capital of the Tyranid Federation. If the speed is fast enough, after my father declares independence, Korhal IV will be destroyed by thousands of Federation warships within a week.
If it is blocked, it will be up to others to decide whether to kill or behead it.
"Well, it seems that you really don't have much experience in large-scale combat," Angus nodded and shook his head: "Do you think I will bring the enemy's fleet in and then show off my vehicles and horses to play battleship bombardment with them?"
"...So what?" Arcturus couldn't imagine it for a moment, so he took a sip of lemon juice and said: "Theoretically, we should control the choke point, but we have absolutely no way to affect the star gate, right?"
"'Warp Jump Disruptor'," Angus began to cut the lamb chops in front of him: "Although this thing cannot affect the star gate, it is enough to turn those federal fleets that foolishly rush in into a snail. In addition,
By locking in interference and absorbing electricity, Korhal's fleet is waiting for work, and can completely wipe them out without any damage. Hehe, no matter how to deal with their own kind, humans have always been the best."
"Hmm..." Arcturus was unable to make an effective evaluation because he touched upon his blind spot of knowledge.
"Don't blame your father, I also agree with this plan to secede from the Federation." Sarah said.
"What?" Arcturus was quite surprised that his mother, who had the impression that she had no regard for political affairs, would say such a thing.
"Clones, you know," Sarah put down the tableware: "In the beginning, in order to colonize and develop the planet, there was no way to clone a large number of people. However, the generals at that time were also cloned from the gene pool.
Therefore, the clone soldiers were not used as tools at all. Many of the famous legions at that time still maintain their organizations until now. However, after the second and third generations, they considered themselves "pure human beings" and the clones should serve them.
Arguments have emerged. Maybe they don't dare to do anything to the older generation of clones with meritorious service, but they are not polite to the newly 'born' clones. The worst thing is that the gene provider treats his own clones.
, you may not know it at the border. Recently, there have been several cases where gene providers killed their own clones at will or brutally exploited them. As a result... they were found not guilty because they killed themselves and exploited themselves.
.”
"This..." Arcturus was quite shocked. Although he knew that the grassroots soldiers of the Federation were clones, he had never thought about their treatment.
"These idiots," Angus continued: "If they continue like this, the clones with a huge population base will inevitably be forced to resist or insurrection, and as the Korhal Galaxy, which has always been kind to clones, I don't want this place to be destroyed.
Get involved. Although it is not written in the draft, when it is released, I will also declare that all clones in Korhal will receive citizenship, and their relationship with the genetic provider will be characterized as parent-child rather than items and owners."
Father, this is not an independent galaxy. He is completely putting the Federation on the fire...
"But, no matter what, Korhal is deep in the Amarr Star Territory. Even if the Federation does not send a fleet to attack, it will be very troublesome to just keep sending some assassins to carry out beheading operations." Arcturus did not say anything at this time.
It's more of an objection than a completion of the plan.
"Ha!" Angus smiled boldly: "Then let them see if my sword is sharp or not!"
"Huh? Where is the Saber?" Emil rolled his eyes and looked around.
