Interstellar Prison Development Report

More than a month after Cheng Lei was attacked, Dracula met someone secretly.

The two met in a run-down bar on a small planet on the border between the Alliance and the Rebels.Due to Finn's large-scale integration of scattered and small resistance forces in the recent period, the strength of the rebel army has become more and more concentrated, coupled with Finn's well-trained and proper command, the defensive boundaries of the rebel army have advanced in a short period of time Dozens of light-years across the territory of the alliance.This small planet has just been incorporated, and the flag and logo of the Union have not been taken off on the street.

Fein's military discipline is strict, and his soldiers are absolutely not allowed to harass the poor. Residents living on the border of the alliance have been harassed by wars for several years, and the attitude of the alliance has always been indifferent. There may have been some cries of resistance, but as the days became more settled, these voices died down quickly.

The small planet has a small population, and the atmosphere is very harmonious, and because it has just been incorporated, the population is highly mobile, and there are many hidden places. It is a good place for secret meetings. The bar is unremarkable and very dilapidated. There is only one small private room, which is occupied by Dracula After getting down, Dracula disliked the gaudy interior, and before he could pour a glass of wine to quench his thirst, a figure of a man appeared at the door.

The visitor had dark brown skin and was dressed in a half-worn British style, but he couldn't hide the temperament of a party boy. He wore a wide detective hat that covered half of his face, and a few white hairs His hair protruded from the gap in the brim of his hat.

Dracula poured two glasses of wine calmly, and pushed one of them in the direction of the visitor: "There is nothing to entertain, let's drink some wine to moisten your throat."

The visitor let out a chuckle, took off his hat, and revealed a wild and unruly face: "Star Master Dracula, I am a merchant Aragorn, it is a pleasure to meet you."

Dracula glanced at him lightly: "Businessman? Official businessman."

Aragorn sat on the chair opposite Dracula boldly: "The world is chaotic, I'm just making a living, I'm just a simple businessman, I can go wherever I make money."

Holding the wine glass in his hand, Dracula praised someone face to face: "From the slums to the perennial second in the interstellar wealth rankings, you are not a simple businessman."

Aragorn picked up the glass and took a sip of the wine. The sourness of the inferior wine made him frown: "Isn't it the second, it's not the first."

"Moreover," Aragorn leaned over his body: "In just a few years, you have mastered all the arms markets except the Alliance, and you are behind many capital controls on the border. It is not easy to say that I am not easy, and you are not nothing Simple character, in a few years, maybe my second position will be given to you."

When it comes to some gray deals that cannot be said on the table, Dracula wisely changed the topic: "I have a business to discuss when I came to you."

Aragorn raised his eyebrows: "With your tone, you feel that this business is not easy to do. I know that your current assets are not much less than mine, but my price is not low."

Dracula put the cup on the table, and the bottom of the cup collided lightly with the wooden tabletop: "Money is not a problem, what matters is whether you have the guts."

Aragorn made an expression that he couldn't stand you: "I know it's not a simple game... Tell me what you want to do."

Dracula was leaning on the back of the sofa, the sharp outline of his face melted into the shadows under the semi-dark light, his expression could not be seen clearly: "I want you to create a big economic crisis in the league."

Aragorn took a deep breath: "This is really a big deal. To be honest, it doesn't do me any good. You know that I am also employed by the alliance. It is nothing to betray such a big boss." good idea."

Dracula said softly: "The alliance's economy has long been rotten, you know it."

Aragorn nodded.

"Fite, whether it is the economy, the military, or the direction of public opinion, is firmly in his hands. He was a senior military official of the previous empire and held the military power of the empire, so he was able to gather so much after the uprising. The large number of troops may have pushed him to this position because of the use of strong military power. His emphasis on the military is also unique among leaders of all generations. In order to maintain the advanced nature of the alliance army, he used high housing prices and issued civilian loans. It can be said that the current financial system of the alliance should be in a sick state.”

Aragorn shook the wine glass in his hand: "Do you know a lot?"

Dracula smiled lightly: "I have always believed in a saying from the ancient Earth Rabbit Kingdom: Know yourself and your enemy and you will never lose a hundred battles."

Aragorn made a gesture of invitation: "You continue."

Dracula is as good as others: "The person who is number one on the wealth list should be the one who holds a large amount of bonds in the alliance. Although this person has been kept mysterious, I have also found his information. In the war launched by the alliance It also includes the country where this person is located. I have every reason to believe that this person has disappeared under artillery fire. At least, the alliance will not let him live..."

Aragorn blinked: "So I am the first?"

Dracula ignored his chatter: "Although the military is far ahead, other countries are forced to temporarily succumb to the management of the alliance due to deterrence, but economically, the prospect of the alliance is not optimistic. Presumably the alliance has discovered this problem, and also There is a trend of getting worse and worse, so wars are launched and a large amount of money is collected. In addition to the purpose of doing research, I am afraid it is to make up for financial vacancies. In such a country, even if the rebels do not revolt, problems will arise sooner or later. You are attached to Such a big tree, isn't it afraid that it will fall down at any time?"

Aragorn's expression became serious: "What do you want?"

Dracula approached Aragorn, with a smile on his face, but it made people feel a chill from hell: "I'm sorry, I accidentally found the deceased No.1 National Bond , if these things are not used, they are just a pile of waste paper, how about we not use them to destroy a country?"

Aragorn exhaled from his nose and drank the wine in the glass: "Why are you looking for me?"

Dracula posed in an elegant sitting position: "I'm pretty powerful at the border, but I can't go deep into the alliance yet, so I have to find a partner. To tell you the truth, I originally wanted to wait for two years, but the alliance A few days ago, I sneaked into my dear... If you dare to touch my wife, I will kill them!!!"

Seeing Dracula's ferocious expression, Aragorn complained silently in his heart.The nature of this wife-protecting madman is similar to the madness of a certain blackened sister-in-law.

Dracula: "Oh, by the way, it was Fein who introduced you to me. He said that you are a person who takes pleasure in chaos and is good at lobbying. If you do immoral things, you should be the one to come to you."

Aragorn: "...."

Sure enough, people with the same attributes always cherish each other.

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In the general headquarters of the Bird Legion, Finn rested his elbows on the console, his naturally drooping hands covered most of his expression. On the wide display screen, interstellar maps were interspersed and interspersed. At the location of the interstellar hinterland, a small red dot kept flashing.

The position of the red dot is the capital of the alliance. On the interstellar map, the various attack routes formulated by Finn are intricate, but the only thing in common is that all of their ultimate goals are this red dot.

The red dot glowed faintly, and Finn was slightly fascinated by the flickering red.

The capital of the alliance is the center of power in the interstellar world, and it is also the tomb of Finn's sister, where Finn's entire betrayed and deceived life is buried.The stern but gentle uncle was so kind, but when the truth behind it was exposed, it hurt Finn so much. Finn never felt that he was a strong person, and the only one who kept him going upward was his sister. The hope of life is Fite's gratified eyes.

But now, everything has become a dreamlike fantasy, bedtime stories have become cruel murders, and the kind queen has become Snow White's stepmother, so now, the only thing that keeps him alive is revenge.

"Dangdang." There was a knock on the door, and Finn recovered from the red trance, and he lowered his eyelids: "Come in."

Hood pushed open the door, handed a report to Finn, and explained: "The alliance's defense line suddenly dropped sharply, and the specific reason is unknown."

Finn opened the report and flipped through it. After looking at the data, he adjusted the display to the interface of the combat distribution map, and marked several key positions: "How much is missing?"

Hood leaned over and pointed to the display screen, drew a line on the border, and clicked on several positions: "The garrisons here, here, and here have all withdrawn, and the strength of the entire border has been reduced by nearly half. It’s also a lot slack, I sent a small unmanned reconnaissance plane to investigate, and the deployment of troops within a light-year range of the alliance has been reduced by [-]%.”

Fein rubbed his chin: "There are so many fewer people... There are only two situations in this case. One is that a large number of troops comparable to the Alliance are attacking the Alliance, and the other is that there are problems within the Alliance."

Hood blinked: "There are a large number of troops comparable to the Alliance...there are only us in the entire interstellar."

Finn snapped his fingers: "So it's the second situation."

Hood touched his head: "Then what should we do now?"

Finn drew the marching route on the interface: "When you are sick and killing you, let's launch a surprise attack immediately and push forward the border line, as far as we can push."

Hood hesitated: "The decrease in the army is too sudden... Will there be any conspiracy in the alliance?"

Fein's eyes were piercing: "What are you afraid of? If you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't catch a tiger's cub."