Nick Fury sat behind his desk, covering half of his face with one hand, and kept opening unread messages with the other hand, glancing at them casually before closing them to check the next one.
"Questions, compliments, inquiries, abuses, threats, compliments, hints... I have never seen so many different responses to the same thing," he sighed and said to himself: "It's worthy of being called '
Shepard's, I asked him to open a window and he just lifted the roof off."
Although he was sighing all the time, his expression looked quite happy.
"I've long felt that there's something wrong with that guy Ha Jin. He doesn't stand on the standpoint of humans in everything. He always inexplicably puts himself on the Asari, Salarian and Turian civilizations that are the permanent directors of the Galactic Alliance, and then accuses
Our own people did something wrong, but they have never been able to catch him. Now it's good that he was caught together with the Batarian smugglers." Nick Fury's eyebrows raised, then fell again: "But CSEC
If the deputy director of the Citadel caused such a scandal, the Citadel Council will probably bring in more non-human races, and Allen's work pressure... Gee, that kid might lose his hair because of this."
"However, even though he has made great contributions and is endorsed by a certain Turian congressman, so he will not face any difficulties, there are still many forces suggesting that we move this thorn in the side as soon as possible. For this reason, they even gave the human fleet the right to move freely.
Let go, it's just...how do you say that?" Nick Fury thought briefly: "The old man named Sai lost a horse, but it is not necessarily a good thing?"
Didi.
At this moment, the communicator on his desk lit up.
"[Ambassador Fury, Mr. Shepard has arrived.]" After Nick Fury got through, he heard Seele say at the front desk.
"Invite him in." The human ambassador closed the 99+ inbox, which seemed to be undiminished, and straightened his expression.
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"Hello, Mr. Ambassador, John Shepard reports."
"Relax, this is not a military camp or a police station."
"Yes, sir."
Nick Fury was deeply satisfied when he looked at John, who was still as upright as a javelin even after changing into a Citadel police uniform.
He shouldn't have proposed to the Star Alliance Council to send civilian personnel with economic and legal expertise to the Citadel in the first place. Look at these special forces. They are so motivated and energetic, and they are good at catching drug dealers. They are just like Kangna back then. Well...
...Her situation should not be replicated.
"You have done a good job in CSEC. Although some people accused you of overstepping your authority, Allen and I pushed back." Nick Fury announced the tone first.
"Thank you, sir." John's eyes moved, but he did not speak.
"Oh, don't worry about that Ha Jin. He actually got involved with Batali and is basically finished." Nick Fury roughly guessed what he wanted to ask: "Guys like this who can't understand the importance of things often put the
You and the little influence you have are as big as the sky. What you destroyed was a deep-rooted smuggling network located in the Citadel. As many people hate you, there will be at least ten times as many people who love you. Star Alliance
Bian Zheng is planning to arrest the forces behind Ha Jin. Anyone who dares to jump, no matter what the purpose, will be arrested first."
"Well, I actually don't care about that, sir." John shook his head slightly.
"It seems that you have also heard about it," Nick Fury said with a deep expression: "Those who have suffered losses due to the destruction of the smuggling network are spreading the news that you are too radical and may cause greater damage and are not suitable to continue.
Serve as CSEC police’s argument.”
John didn't answer, his eyebrows raised slightly.
"For those of us who know the truth, what you did is completely legitimate, but as a new civilization that has just joined the Citadel, we are no match for them in terms of public opinion. To put it simply, at this time, ordinary residents of the Citadel
In their eyes, you are a "violent person who successfully arrested drug dealers and successfully destroyed the smuggling network, but blew up half a block and is not suitable to be a police officer." They don't care where the block you bombed is located or whether it is a crime.
Molecule nest," Nick Fury sighed: "So, I have to transfer you away."
"I obey the arrangements of my superiors, sir." John replied immediately.
"Hmph, don't think I don't know that you are snickering in your heart. It would be a waste for a sharp soldier like you to continue to be a little policeman in this mud pit," Nick Fury glanced at him and started operating on his terminal.
: "Just in time, since the scope of activities of the human fleet has been lifted, there is a mission suitable for your personality."
"Are you fighting aliens? Sir." John blinked.
"Look, look, what am I talking about?" Nick Fury smiled, pointed at John twice, and then turned the terminal towards him: "Your mission is to go here."
A vibrant agricultural planet is displayed on the terminal screen.
"Eden Prime?" John read out the name above.
"Yes, we have received information that there is likely to be an attack by Batarian pirates there," Nick Fury leaned back and folded his hands: "These bandits have become a piece of loose sand after the destruction of their home planet.
They roam around and dominate the mountains. Moreover, due to the loss of channels for selling stolen goods, the target of robbery has been reduced from valuables and people to daily necessities, metals and food. Basically, it is only a matter of time before they are wiped out, but the damage it causes is very important to ordinary people.
It’s quite serious for colonizing planets. Often, they have already fled before our fleet arrives, so…”
"So we sent people to break into their interior?" John joked.
"Strictly speaking, it is inciting rebellion. After all, joining the pirates as a human is too outrageous - only people like Ha Jin can do it." Nick Fury shook his head: "In short, there should be no problem with this piece of information.
You can take the friends you have made with you - don't say that the two turians and krogan who are making trouble with you will refuse."
"Of course they will agree, sir," John's lips curled up slightly: "But in what capacity do I go? How do I go? How many people do I have under my command?"
"As the new 'Fifth Fleet' special force, I will say hello to Hackett," Nick Fury made two operations on the terminal: "As for the transportation method..."
The picture of Eden Prime disappeared, replaced by an image of a long and narrow silver-white frigate floating quietly in the dock like a sharp sword. At the same time, other things such as mass, volume, number of members, shields, armor, etc. appeared.
Maximum speed and other related parameters.
"This is a stealth frigate that incorporates Turian technology and is specially built for small-scale, low-intensity special operations, the [SSV Normandy SR-1]."
