Chapter 1230: Traitor
The focus was on the Andromeda-class battleships, Scorpio-class cruisers, Perseus-class destroyers, Kirin-class frigates, which were named by Keylnia...... During the series of warships, SNS TV reported another news------ the Adam government's logistics fleet was carrying a large number of building materials to the Dillard star system, which seemed to be ...... Captain Don was not satisfied with the existence of the Atlantis space station, and intended to rebuild the warship production line of the Dillard star system. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
Some people think it's inspirational, and where you fall, you have to get up.
Some people think it's a waste, and they all know that Christil has been reduced to a Jedi, why did he go to great lengths to rebuild the warship production line, directly use political means to buy the shipyards controlled by Iga Industries, Rover Technology Complex and other military enterprises, and then transform it for his own use.
With the strength that Captain Tang now has, it is not difficult to achieve such a goal.
There are also some people who think that this is Captain Tang's personal feelings, you must know that he has never been a qualified businessman.
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In short, the international community has had mixed reactions to his intention to rebuild the production line of Dillard's Stellar system warships.
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Phoenix Empire, Durham Star System, Imperial Star Engineering Academy, Apprenticeship Office.
A young student with oily hair and a pink face frowned as he looked at the display device connected to the mobile ** device on the multi-purpose desk.
In the headline "The new Pharaoh-class battleship tests the waters today, or becomes a fierce rival to the Andromeda-class battleship." Below the report, there are hundreds of follow-ups.
The new Pharaoh-class battleship is an advanced weapon of the fifth generation of battleships of the Phoenix Empire, and many Phoenix Empire people regard it as a quasi-sixth generation battleship.
The highest top in the thread is "Lust strengthens the body, the empire rises." "Eight words.
On the first floor below, it is: "Don't just play with your mouth and don't do anything, it's the mule that the horse comes out for a walk." β
The message on the third floor starts with a laughing emoji and is followed by "Oh, friends...... I don't think they dare, because that would shake the DI system. β
The fourth floor joked: "Brother on the top bunk, I am very worried about your life." β
The fifth floor said: "Haha, this kind of word...... I guess it's a Comet report. β
The young students wondered why this kind of ridicule and post had suddenly popped up again after the Phoenix Empire declared war on the Star Alliance.
He scanned the timetable in the lower right corner of the screen and typed a message casually: "Now that the national crisis is at stake, the moment of life and death, you don't want to serve the motherland and avenge His Royal Highness, but here you are coldly speaking, I have reason to suspect that you are the spies of the Star Alliance who have planted them in the empire, and you are damned traitors." β
The seventh floor soon appeared, and there was only one silent expression.
The young student moves the cursor and switches to the second tab, which is also a news article. The headline reads: "Morningstar Casting has delivered 500 warships to the Star Alliance Navy, can Admiral Ingrid continue to write the legend, serve as a mountain, and stabilize the golden beam?" β
There are also many comments under this news report.
"Come on, General Ingrid, please remember that behind you stand thousands of people of the Phoenix Empire."
"Adam? Oliver is a dog raised by Morningstar, and he doesn't know how many times he waged his tail and begged for mercy in exchange for 500 warships. β
"If the empire needs it, I am willing to donate half a year's salary."
"The new Pharaoh-class battleships are not only equipped with large-caliber laser cannons, but also have the most advanced gravimeter radar, and the central computer can perform hundreds of millions of floating-point operations per second, and the comprehensive capability is not below that of the Andromeda-class battleships."
"I don't know how long it will take for the new Tian Khan-class frigate to be listed, as a high-speed assault warship equipped with a pulse jump drive, it is just a piece of cake to use against the Kirin-class frigate."
"Yes, yes...... The Pulse Jump Drive is a superweapon that provides short-range jump capabilities. I can't wait to see the scene of the Heavenly Khan-class frigate shooting the Star Alliance battleship Chrysanthemum. β
The young student smiled with satisfaction, thinking to himself that if everyone could be as loyal to the empire and His Majesty the Emperor as his friends above, his job would be much easier.
In any case, due to the war, those nasty remarks have been much less, and it seems that it will take no more effort to complete the task and win a full scholarship for this academic year.
The same Durham star system, in a space prison far from the Empire Star Engineering Academy.
Two prison guards held black electric batons and gently slapped their palms, snap, snap, snap......
They looked at the weak young man in front of them with playful eyes...... As if it weren't a man, but a monkey.
"What did I say wrong?" The young man said in a hoarse voice: "I will not confess my sin, I will not ......"
He glanced at the prisoner standing on the periphery, dressed in a yellow prison uniform, looking at his prisoner with indifferent eyes, and continued: "I just want to say the injustice, the ugliness, I just want to awaken the spirit of every Phoenix Empire person, teach them how to walk with their backs straight, how to fight for their power, and save future generations from living in the fear of violence and punishment." β
"Why did the people of the Charles Federation dare to stand up and declare war on the injustice around them? Because they know that behind them stand thousands of Charles Federans. But what about us? Under the violence and oppression, they learned to ignore it, and they became accustomed to making compromises, and even betraying them ruthlessly. When the wicked are united, and the good are scattered......"
Smack, smack, smack...... It's not the sound of an electric baton hitting the palm of your hand, it's the sound of your palm slapping your palm.
Some balding prison guards interrupted the young man's statement, his eyes swept over the prisoners with different faces around him, and he yawned and said: "Tomorrow there are tens of thousands of shells to be loaded and unloaded, and there is still the welding of the engineering frame to be completed, because he ...... Because of one person, no one can sleep, and he is punished here. What do you do......"
At this moment, a thin yellow man walked up to the young man and threw a punch with great speed, hitting the young man in the face so hard that blood spurted out of his nose at once, staining his fist red, his prison uniform and the ground.
"You brazen traitor, our prince has been killed, the dignity of the country is gone, you still have the heart to pursue yourself and family here?" The yellow race seems to be getting angrier and angrier the more they talk.
Before the young man could stand firmly, another fist landed on his right cheek, and blood splattered out.
"Traitor!"
"Traitor!"
"Traitor!"
The slogan resounded throughout the hall, echoing through the iron walls and in the ears of the people.
The yellow man wiped the blood from the back of his hand and returned to where he had been standing.
The bald prison guard slapped his palm with an electric baton and said, "Well said, traitor...... He's a traitor. Then he turned to look at another middle-aged prisoner next to him.
The man hesitated, a complicated light flashed in his eyes, and finally walked out, walked up to the young man who had just stood firm, and threw out a fist: "Go to hell, you traitor." β
Blood splattered out again, staining the prison uniform and fist red.
Then the third, the fourth, the fifth, the sixth......
The balding guards were quiet all the time, but no one dared to say "no", no one did not know what to do.
Quisling...... The word is heavy, very, very heavy, heavier than a mountain.
No one wants to bear such a name, and the best way to get rid of it is to beat the young man, draw a line, put his blood on his fists, and try to prove that he is a patriot...... It doesn't matter if they agree with the words of the youth from the bottom of their hearts or disagree with the words of the youth.
There was a patch of blood on the ground, some of which had dried up and turned into dazzling spots of blood, and the smell was still diffusing with gusts of fish.
The young man fell to the ground, dying, and could no longer utter the impassioned words.
His blood was stained on those who wore prison uniforms of the same color as him.
The black prison guard, with a pair of thick lips in the back, stepped forward, looked at the young man who fell to the ground with contempt, ruffled his black hair, approached the unrecognizable face, and said in a victorious posture and tone: "Look, who have you woken up after all that?" β
The young man didn't say anything, he coughed up a mouthful of blood, staining the face opposite.
The black prison guard wiped the blood with his hands, did not get angry, and said calmly: "Do you see...... I didn't use violence, they were the ones who made you like this...... You are trying to wake them up. β
The prison guard looked at the young man's gloomy eyes and said, "Let me guess, are you disappointed now, it's a pity...... Yes, you are dying, dying as a traitor, no one will pity you, no one will mourn you, even relatives and friends will draw a line with you. β
"So you see, how expensive it is to be a freedom fighter!"
"So you see, you died at the hands of those whom you tried to save, and they used a great righteousness and a great honor that was praised by men. Look at you...... How humiliating it is, how cheap it is, I feel sad for your life. β
"Of course, if these people can get out alive, if these people have a conscience, and if the Phoenix Empire dies and is replaced by a latecomer, the ruling class may treat you as a hot-blooded hero, a fearless fighter, and a worthy sage, and those generous statements you just said will become famous sayings and aphorisms, which will be admired by all people."
"HOWEVER, IN ESSENCE, IT IS JUST A MEANS FOR THE NEW INTEREST GROUPS TO REPLACE THE PHOENIX EMPIRE TO MAINTAIN THEIR OWN LEGITIMACY AND DECEIVE THE PEOPLE INTO SUPPORTING IT."
"The world is so sinister, society is so cruel, even if you try your best to struggle, in the end you can't get the future you want."
The prison guard looked condescendingly at the bloodless face, and the mockery in his eyes grew thicker and thicker.
In his opinion, youth is really naΓ―ve. Because what young people have to fight against is not one person, not a group of people, nor a country, but the evil side of human nature, and there is no possibility of victory at all. How can an egg knock a rock, how can a donkey knock down a train?
They use group violence, the goat effect, egoism, and hypocritical justice...... These evil sides of humanity come to fight back against the youth. To put it bluntly, they toyed with him, trampled on him, and did not even stain their own hands and clothes.
"You know, everything I do is learn from the people above. It's up to you...... What to fight with those who can see and what they can't see. β
"Be human...... If...... I don't have a dream, I have a ...... with salted fish What a difference. After saying this, the young man took his last breath and died.
The black prison guard spat on the corpse: "Now your appearance is not as good as salted fish." β
The bald yellow prison guard in front of him looked back: "Have you ever eaten salted fish?" β
The black prison guard said, "I've eaten sashimi, the kind dipped in mustard oil. I think...... It should taste about the same. β
Truth be told, he hates eating that kind of stuff.
"I'll leave the disposal of the corpse to you." The yellow prison guard did not explain to the black prison guard what the difference between salted fish and sashimi was, and what the taste was, but stood up and walked to the prison area deep in the corridor.
"I'll write a document to the warden, just say that you have successfully killed an enemy agent who has infiltrated the prison, and then you will get a reduced sentence."
When someone saw the young man die like this, at their hands, and everyone here had the blood of the dead on their hands, they couldn't help but feel a little afraid and blame themselves, and their faces were as pale as snow.
But there are still some people, whose faces are full of green tendons, and whose faces are red as if a fire is burning below, and whose whole bodies are trembling...... Not the trembling of fear, but the trembling of excitement. Because it is possible to vent the repressed impulses in the body by this means, and there is no punishment. In the name of justice, in the name of judgment, in the name of patriotism...... As for whether the young man was right, was it for their sake? Of course, this is impossible, and the good intentions of the hostile elements must have some ulterior secrets.
Until the prison guards said that they would ask for credit and reduce their sentences, the ashamed people chose to forget the scene just now. In the minds of others, just a dead person, just a dead person, that's it!
The young man's body was cremated overnight, then dumped in a stinking ditch behind the prison and eventually drifted into the "sea".
This thing is like a small splash of water suddenly in a corner of the endless universe, so insignificant.
When His Majesty the Holy Emperor gave a speech at the University of Horus, revealing the direction of the GE trend, many people with courage and thought tried to straighten their backs and become a clear stream of society.
However, with Virginia? Alexander is seriously ill, the eighth prince Davey? Alexander died at the hands of the Covenant Navy. Hegel in power by his father? Alexander's decision to declare war on the Covenant to avenge his brother's revenge has escalated in the limelight and escalating repression and persecution against reformers and progressives at the grassroots level of government and civil society.
It is not uncommon for young people to die at the hands of prison guards, and the whole society is shrouded in great fear and uneasiness, and no one dares to speak nonsense, and no one dares to speak of His Majesty the Holy Emperor, because those who do so are either serving their sentences for crimes, or disappearing, unemployed, and mentally ill......