Chapter 0385

Anderson stands in the central ring of the communications room, which is connected to Earth by a faster-than-light network. Humans, as one of the parliamentarian races, have a completely secret network of embassies in the Citadel, and even the Citadel Council has no right to monitor them, while the embassies of other civilized races do not have such immunity.

Anderson...... Hello Councillor, ......"

In the virtual projection opposite, several people in high-end Starlink uniforms sit side by side at a conference table - they are the Starlink Council.

The title of "Councilor" made Anderson frown involuntarily, in the Battle of the Divine Castle, Shepard took the Sixth Fleet to control the Divine Citadel, and grabbed a seat for the Star Alliance, and he was forced by Shepard to the position of this Councilor, thus giving up his position as Vice Admiral of the Star Alliance. Although his status is higher now, he still longs to return to the familiar military service now, rather than sitting in this well-lit embassy.

"I think...... The conditions for us to recruit Qi Feng should be relaxed as much as possible, especially on the issue of identity......" Anderson sorted out his thoughts, put his personal emotions aside, and said, "Qi Feng's ability and potential are beyond doubt! In this special period, I think we should abandon some of the concepts of the past......

Before Anderson could finish speaking, the other side interrupted him: "What do you mean by special period? We've relaxed enough conditions for him......"

Anderson nodded: "Indeed...... However, I have to inform you that 'Pan Asia' has found Qi Feng...... I'm worried about ......"

The deputy speaker sitting in the middle of the council said with a mocking smile: "'Pan Asia'? hehe...... If they're really so interested in this mercenary of unknown origin, then let it be for them, they don't have a say in the Citadel anyway......"

Anderson frowned, "Then we'll lose a ghost!"

The council exchanged a few words with each other, and the deputy speaker wrote lightly: "The first ghost is important, as for the second......"

One on the side smiled and seconded: "...... Gagarin was the first to reach space, Armstrong was the first to set foot on the moon, and who remembers who the second was?"

Back then, Starlink desperately wanted to earn a place as a ghost, which can be called at any cost. However, at this moment, the current Star Alliance is one of the four seats in the Divine Citadel Council, and the desire for "ghosts" has long faded.

"That's true!" the Deputy Speaker nodded with satisfaction, and then said solemnly to Anderson, "In comparison, the problem of the first ghost is worthy of our attention!"

"Shepard?" Anderson had a bad premonition.

"Yes, our Star Alliance's esteemed First Ghost, the heroic commander, Shepard, has joined Cerberus!

Anderson hurriedly said, "No...... It's not her fault. She was nearly killed in battle and was in a complete coma for two years...... Unconsciously transferred to the base by Cerberus ......"

"We all know that!" the council members grimaced, "but after she woke up, she still cooperated with the Phantom Man, wearing the uniform of Cerberus, and even swaggering around the Citadel!"

Anderson felt the chill from the headquarters through the half-galactic network, and he tried his best to justify, "In fact, Shepard used Cerberus's resources and intelligence to do a great job for both the Star Federation and the Citadel...... And, now, it has completely dissociated itself from Cerberus...... I can vouch for Shepard's loyalty to Starlink!"

The Council was apparently unfazed by this rhetoric: "Yes, as far as we know, she now has a senior member of Cerberus under her command......"

Anderson immediately said: "Her adjutant Miranda, who is now completely out of the Cerberus organization. ”

The member to the left of the deputy speaker sneered, "yes...... But we've just heard that Shepard highly recommended another important member of her ship, who has just come into contact with Pan Asia......"

"I'm X......" Anderson only felt a rush of blood rushing to his head, and he almost didn't grab anything from the beginning, but fortunately, there was not even a pen holder in this projection communication room, and his half-raised arm was only empty.

"So, please urge Shepard to report back to headquarters immediately...... We need to take a good look at all the conditions of our heroic commander......"

After a moment of anger passed, Anderson only felt a moment of weakness, and sighed: "Now is an important preparation period for the fight against the Reapers, Shepard, as the only commander who has defeated the Reapers, has many important ...... in the Citadel."

The Deputy Speaker shook his head: "It's just your excuse, Anderson. The information of the Reaper, the two converted Protheus knew in more detail...... Moreover, the Reapers, a huge force with hundreds of huge ships, and Shepard is only a lieutenant colonel in the Marine Corps, so what role can she play?"

"But......" Anderson still wanted to struggle one last time: "Shepard is the ghost of the Citadel Council, theoretically, she doesn't need to go back to the Star Federation to 'report on work'......"

Everyone in the council frowned in unison, and the deputy speaker said in a deep voice: "What does it mean to be a ghost out of control, Saren is an example...... We just didn't want Commander Shepard to go astray, so we chose this gentle way...... Anderson, are you questioning the authority of the Council?"

"Okay, I see......" Anderson happily turned off the comms, returned to his office, sat down at his desk and was stunned for a moment, then let out a long breath, turned on the terminal, and began to write his resignation letter......

"Back to Starlink, you should be able to be promoted to at least half a level...... Let's hope this will keep Shepard...... Hey......"

This veteran no longer has the energy to think about Pan Asia and Qi Feng.

……

On the other side, the Pan-Asian office in Citadel.

Guan Le sat on the recliner by the floor-to-ceiling window, stilted Erlang's legs, holding a large porcelain cup in his hand, sipping the still steaming green tea from time to time, shaking his head and humming an unknown Peking opera.

Beside him, there were two young people, a man and a woman.

The young man refilled Guan Le's teacup with some water and said, "...... Chief, are you really interested in that...... Qi Feng...... Rest assured?"

Guan Le smiled and asked, "What's the matter?"

The young woman looked serious, flipped through her universal tool, and dragged out a form: "Qi Feng, the origin is unknown, the first public appearance was in Omega...... He intersected with local societies and mercenary groups, and was in and out of the office of Queen Elia, the ruler of Omega, many times, and was later employed by Cerberus...... Later, for various reasons, he turned out to ......"

Guan Le took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "What do you want to say?"

"This Qi Feng is simply a standard omega mercenary...... There is no faith, no discipline, no loyalty, there is simply ......"

"Heh......" Guan Le spread his hands: "I didn't expect to dig him up, who knew that those racists in the Star Alliance had rusty brains, I bet that if Qi Feng was a blonde and blue-eyed big nose, it wouldn't be our turn to interfere...... As for his loyalty? I don't expect him to do anything for Pan Asia...... As long as Qi Feng joins us, this matter in itself will be the most important victory......"

"Is that so? Why? Ghosts, we can dig Shepard, she's the hero who saved the Castle!" the young woman is obviously a fan of Sister Xue, "Didn't our intelligence say that the Star Alliance was going to 'liquidate' her? I think we can fight for it......"

Guan Le put down the teacup, shook his head with a smile and said, "Of course Shepard is good, but Qi Feng is a Chinese......"

"Ahem!" the young woman almost got stuck in one breath and rolled her eyes: "You were criticizing racism just now!"

Guan Le Zhengse said: "Of course, we advocate the formation of the galaxy nation. ”

"Then you still ......"

Guan Le said leisurely: "It's just that if it's not my race, its heart will be different......"

Two young people: "......"

"But...... We need to give him a ship, and supplies ......"

Guan Le shook his head: "It's nothing compared to what we gained...... After all, I can't, I want the horses to run, and the horses don't eat grass......"

"But what about the combat crews on board? We're going to hand over our elite to a ...... Free lancers?"

Guan Le pondered for a while: "Hmm...... That's a problem......"