Chapter 67: Three Years (Continued)
Since the 30 Kunpeng planes were taken into space, the whole earth has fallen into a new round of competition, and every country that has the ability to do so is actively participating in this space competition set off by China.
Today you announce a Star Wars plan, and tomorrow I will have a space colonization plan, it seems that human beings are just around the corner to colonize across the stars and aliens.
As the initiator of this far-reaching impact, Huaxia took advantage of this huge wave all over the world and began to quietly carry out the immigration plan, and the goal of the immigrants was the legendary apocalyptic world officially numbered 'HX-1-2' by the Republic.
On the occasion of the high-level reshuffle, unlike the previous reshuffle, the top leadership was confused and apprehensive, and the former No. 1 leader, who single-handedly contributed to the establishment of the multiverse republic, happily took the first batch of immigrants and stepped through the space gate and began his career as a star sector consul.
And Chen Qingyun, the newly appointed supreme consul of the HX-1 administrative region, fell into deep thought after reading all the information overnight, "Multiverse Republic? Administrative District No. 1? Dragon Shadow? ”
Chen Qingyun's face showed a somewhat complicated look, and his mind was full of cranky thoughts.
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HX-1-2, after years of transformation, has completed the integration of industrial resources on the entire planet.
Zhou Aiguo, the executive officer of the star district (the former No. 1 head of the No. 1 administrative district), nodded with satisfaction after reading the holographic information in his hand, "In the end, it is an old comrade, and it is a neat way to do things." ”
Waving his hand to disperse the information in his hand, Zhou Aiguo thought for a while, and then said to himself, "Bai Ze, give me Minister Zhang of the Logistics Production Department of Dragon Shadow." ”
"Number: HX-1-2 Sector Executive has sent a communication request, is it connected?"
"Connected." After Zhang Zhaozhong stretched out his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, he greeted with a smile, "Old chief, is the work going well?" ”
Zhou Aiguo's black hair looked refreshed, and he said with a smile, "Yes, don't pay attention to those bad things, sleep is more fragrant than before." ”
But no, as the only political organization that exists in the HX-1-2 star sector, Zhou Aiguo, as the executive officer of the star district, with the assistance of the deputy of Zhi Brain, does not live too nourishing in his small life, in his private boasting to the old buddy, "The standard eight-hour work system every day, five days off and two days off!" ”
Hearing Zhang Zhaozhong ask him how his work was, Zhou Aiguo pretended to sigh helplessly, "There is too much free time every day, and it took me a long time to get used to it." ”
Zhang Zhaozhong almost couldn't maintain the reserved smile on his face, and quickly coughed twice to divert the topic, "The old chief is looking for me, what's the matter?" ”
"Oh, I almost forgot to get down to business, I heard that the second phase of the space factory is over?" Zhou Aiguo asked.
"Yes, it's over." Zhang Zhaozhong said as he called up the inventory material data, "The old chief is for the batch of equipment that has just been put into storage?" ”
"Not bad." Zhou Aiguo happily admitted, "Now that my factory here has been built, I am waiting for those equipment to be installed in place and can start at any time." "Zhou Aiguo is talking about the HX-1-2 star area's own spacecraft construction factory.
In the blueprint planned by Chen Changming and others, each administrative region has unquestionable sovereignty over the universe in which it is located, and force is the basis for maintaining a strong political power, and a strong fleet that can cross the universe is indispensable, and each administrative region has its own plan for this.
Because of the particularity of the main star sector, the HX-1 administrative region chose to build its own fleet in the subordinate No. 2 star sector.
Zhang Zhaozhong took a look at it and said to Zhou Aiguo, "The transport spacecraft is being loaded, and you will be able to get these things in a maximum of twelve hours." ”
The two whispered something again, Zhang Zhaozhong hung up the communication with a smile and looked up and said, "Continue the meeting." ”
Ten hours later, Zhou Aiguo looked at the desolate-class transport spaceship that slowly passed through the space gate, and said to the person in charge of the Dragon Shadow sub-base beside him while exclaiming, "I heard that the War Department under the Dragon Shadow Headquarters has begun to be equipped with space warships of the same specifications?" ”
The person in charge nodded, "Yes, according to the information disclosed internally, His Excellency the Commander-in-Chief requested the construction of at least three Desolate-class fleets. ”
'Changming, what is it that makes you so urgent? Zhou Aiguo sighed in his heart, watched the desolate-class transport spacecraft fall to the ground and began to unload, and said, "Bai Ze recorded it and put the construction of the Star Harbor on the agenda." ”
"Yes, Your Excellency."
Bai Ze, a mythical beast with a high status in ancient mythology, a symbol of auspiciousness, knows the feelings of all things, knows the appearance of all things, and has been adopted by several administrative districts as the name of the deputy of the wisdom brain to assist in the government.
Chen Qingyun, the consul of the HX-1 administrative region and the executive of the main star district, looked at the island nation and began to shout again, complaining to Bai Ze, "How do you say this thing can be eaten or not?" ”
"Your Excellency, according to the existing information in the database, this is the unique survival wisdom of the disadvantaged." Bai Ze's voice was crisp and pleasant, with a hint of comfort.
"I know that a weak country has no diplomacy." Chen Qingyun rubbed the bridge of his nose, "Regarding the immigration plan, have the voting results above the ministerial level come out?" ”
"The results of the vote have come in, with 97 percent of people voting in favor and 3 percent voting against." Bai Ze replied as he projected the results of the voting feedback on the virtual screen.
"What are the arguments of the opponents?" Chen Qingyun waited for Bai Ze to finish speaking before asking.
Bai Ze called up a letter of request, "It is a small group of representatives of the military, and they hope to gain absolute superiority in their own star region by starting a war. ”
Chen Qingyun had a headache and read the fiercely worded petition and said to Bai Ze, "Pass this petition to No. 3." ”
As soon as the No. 3 leader hung up the communication with Zhou Aiguo, he saw Bai Ze handing over the petition for war, and after reading it, he grabbed the phone and scolded him one by one.
After scolding, he threw away the microphone and muttered angrily, "A bunch of fools, they know how to fight every day." After a while, after the anger subsided, the third big hand waved and wrote an order and passed it to Chen Qingyun.
Chen Qingyun raised his eyebrows after reading it, and said admiringly, "Jiang is still old and spicy." Then he decisively signed the authorization on the appointment.
Ten days later, the militants were all transferred to HX-1-2.
In fact, Chen Qingyun agrees with their ideas in his heart, but when he is not absolutely foolproof, rashly starting a war will only turn into the same result as the HX-3-1 star region, that is, nuclear winter.
If this planet is lost as a dependent, the resource progress of developing the main HX-1-1 star region will lag behind, and the development of the HX-1-2 star region will be delayed, which is a result that no one in the HX-1 administrative region wants to see.
It was with this problem in mind that No. 3 would transfer those people to HX-1-2.
'Time is on our side. 'Three thought to himself,' and we just need to wait patiently for the moment when HX-1-2 will break out of its cocoon and become a butterfly. ’