[Apollo] completed the trading of dozens of small shuttle ships in the space outside Mozich, slowly started the engine and high-temperature protective plate, slid into the atmosphere of Mozich, passed the review of the space control department of the Gachalin Empire, and finally landed at a small airport one hundred and twenty kilometers away from the capital Tanville.

In the end, the contact method was confirmed with Ivan and Audrey, and Tian Xingjian drove the truck that [Logic] turned into and pulled [Hurricane] out of the transport ship.

After a series of complicated identity checks, with an impatient wave of his hand from an imperial captain of Gachalin, the fat man quickly left the airport and, through the guidance road, headed for Tanville.

Mozic is the largest, most beautiful, and most resource-rich immigrant planet in the Gacharin Empire, which controls the surrounding twenty-three resource planets and is the most important industrial and agricultural center of Gachalin. After thousands of years of immigration and hundreds of years of operation by the Morton family, the population of this planet has reached 1.6 billion, and small towns and farms rarely seen on ordinary immigrant planets abound on this planet, quite an idyllic scenery of the ancient earth.

The capital city of Tanville and sixty-six large cities and seven megacities all over the world concentrated more than 80 percent of the wealth of Gacharin's empire, and in addition to industry, commerce and other industries were also extremely developed. Almost all the rich people live in the capital city of Tanville, and in the minds of the people of the Gachalin Empire, if they want to rely on wealth to squeeze into the upper class, the best way is to live among the nobles, and Tanville is undoubtedly the place where the Vibo nobles are most concentrated.

It's just that the vast majority of these small towns and farms are of middle or low ethnic groups, and their daily life is to work hard in small factories or farms in towns, and the lights and wines in the huge cities that are close at hand are like the end of the world for them, and their income does not allow them to consume, and in these cities, the harsh estrangement of the hierarchy makes it impossible for them to integrate in. They are like a poor, blind, dumb child with a crippled leg, sitting alone next to them, listening with their ears to the sound of playful music from the healthy and wealthy children not far away.

On the lane for heavy goods vehicles, the fat man drove at an even speed of 120 kilometers per hour to Tanville, which is surrounded by high-rise buildings and highways. The image of countless Federation warships flitting over this huge city came to mind, countless mechs and fully mechanized infantry shooting and advancing towards Tanville. And he will be the vanguard of these forces, and the Freedom Front will stir up this city that now has no traces of war before that.

[Logic] picked up speed and whistled into Tanville.

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In the Galileo system, the Gachalin Empire and the Le Ray Federation have entered a delicate balance of power, both in space and in the ground war on the planet Lucerne. But everyone knew that this balance of power would soon be upset by the Federation's strong back-up forces, and that the economic effects of the war would begin to be felt.

If, if Russell does not make a mistake, relying on the advantages of the Leray Federation, he gradually crushes the military strength of the empire in attrition, and if Libgaut is unable to produce a battle victory that is enough to neutralize the economic advantage of the Federation, then it is only a matter of time.

"Smack!" An antique vase was shattered, and the angry Stephen seemed to be still angry, grabbed another vase, and smashed it on the player of the light curtain TV, with a soft sound of "bang", the reader stopped working, and a black line on the light curtain screen was pulled, and the whole screen was closed.

Stephen stared at the screen angrily, and there was still one last image left in front of him, a hateful-looking federal fat man standing on the podium, mocking unscrupulously: "Of course, the most pitiful is Stephen, I heard that this is his first real strategic command, obviously, I passed, he didn't." ”

After venting his anger, Stephen calmed down as quickly as he could, and returned to his calm and graceful appearance. He sat elegantly on the couch and asked, "Who is this federal clown?" ”

In this secret office dedicated to Stephen, there were only two people. In addition to himself, standing next to the sofa was the Royal Chamberlain, Colonel of the Guards and head of a group of the Royal Intelligence Department.

Ritter is only twenty-six years old, with a standard build, blonde hair and blue eyes, and looks quite similar to Stephen. In fact, he was Stephen's cousin. Ritter's father, Duke Victor, was the older brother of Stephen's mother.

In the Gachalin Empire, the Howard family has always had a tradition of intermarrying with the Morton family. Emperor James's six wives were all from noble families traditionally in the Gachalin Empire. Among these families, the strength of the Howard family is definitely second to none, and it is Stephen's greatest help in the domestic struggle.

Hearing Stephen's question, Ritter bowed down slightly and said, "The Ministry of Intelligence has no specific information about this person, and the current investigation results only know that he is Russell's newly accepted student in the Leray Federation, a former army lieutenant." He was expelled from the army for drunkenly attacking the Federal High Command, Colonel-General Mikhailovich, in public. ”

"Drunk? Assault on the Admiral? Stephen asked, looking up, surprised.

A strange smile appeared on Ritter's face, and he nodded, "Yes, he... He spat at Mikhailovich! ”

"Spit," Stephen laughed, "Sure enough, he is a clown, so fat and drunk, it is enough to prove that this person lacks self-control, as Russell's student, an army lieutenant, actually spat at the general, such a person can only be described as stupid." His mood relaxed, and he was a little amused that he was actually angry with such a person just now.

However, the thought of the rebuke that his father, James, had summoned him this morning, and Stephen turned grimacing. Russell and the clown he controlled ridiculed in the public class video, holding on to the landing campaign and taking all the blame on themselves, while Libgaut, who was really in charge of the entire strategic deployment, did not mention a word, as if the defeat of Gacharin's army in the defensive battle of Lucerne was based on his own low-level mistakes.

To Stephen's anger and helplessness, the video proclaims his failures to the world, treating himself as a clown. Emperor James, on the other hand, would only see the fact that Libgault was his teacher, and that he had brought him back to take command. This black cauldron is too embarrassing to memorize, and he can neither jump out and announce that these plans were formulated by his teacher, Libgotte, nor can he make a strong defense of the strategic analysis in the video in front of James.

In any case, at least the analysis in the video is completely correct, except that the person who should be blamed is not himself, but Libgaut.

Ritter looked at Stephen's gloomy face and was silent, he understood Stephen's mood very well, in the battle for the throne, Stephen was at an absolute disadvantage even with the help of the Howard family. This war is Stephen's best chance.

Gordon's departure has paved the way for Stephen to enter the military department, which is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity given by James. What is missing now is victory, timely victory!

If it can achieve a few timely victories, the military headquarters that will fall to the Grand Prince will completely change the court in such a victory, under the threat of the imminent purge. If nothing is done before the purge, James will not hesitate to kick Stephen away and take control of the purged military headquarters himself. At that time, Stephen will be completely disqualified from competing for the throne.

Ritter sighed silently, Stephen, who had been at a disadvantage since birth, lacked the most, as if it was a little luck. From now on, it seems that George, the eldest prince who has been hiding next to him and drunk and dreaming of death, seems to be the smartest person. Not fighting, sometimes it is more effective than taking the initiative to fight.

Stephen clenched his fists, he was not the designated heir to the throne, he had no choice, he had to take the initiative to fight, even if he gambled with his life. This is the only fate of being born in the royal family of Gacharin.

Either Caesar or nothing!

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Following the guidance of the electronic navigation, the fat man drove [logic] through the bustling city of Tanville, along Highway 16, to a large civilian mechanical maintenance company in the west side of Tanville, this company called Paladin has a large repair shop and two maintenance revetments, which can undertake the modification and maintenance of private mechs, flying cars, and civilian transport ships.

This is the secret stronghold of the Freedom Front in Tanville, and out of the more than 1,000 staff members of the entire company, more than 60 are the most loyal Freedom Front fighters who have been using this company to hide for many years, and have been well hidden. They have their own families here, their own jobs, and like all the inferior people who work in maintenance companies, they strictly adhere to the racial hierarchy, and they are submissive, living the life that ordinary inferior people should live.

Tian Xingjian will use Zhang Yuan's identity as a junior mechanic to enter this company, in the civil mechanical maintenance company, the more mechanics the better, as a descendant of the upper ethnic Chakner, Zhang Yuan to enter such a company is simply easy.

Slowly parked the car in the parking lot in front of the reception hall of the Paladin Maintenance Company, the fat man jumped out of the car and looked up at the convex building in front of him, the building is a metal frame structure, the ultra-light glass curtain wall shines in the sunlight, and in the middle of the building is an elliptical automatic door, and more than 20 classic private mecha models are erected in front of the pillars outside the door.

On the left side of the building, dozens of maintenance lanes are divided into a one-kilometer-wide field, and an automatic inspection platform in front of each lane will conduct preliminary inspections of the mechs and flying vehicles lining up into the maintenance workshop, and record customer requests. After the mecha passes through the automatic inspection table, it will be automatically transferred to the maintenance workshop.

On the right side of the building, there are two revetments where transport ships are parked, on the semi-circular revetment, hundreds of mechanics and dense robotic arms, self-propelled robots are working nervously, laser cutting, welding, and the sound of self-propelled robots shuttling back and forth.

As soon as the fat man walked into the reception center, a beautiful female receptionist in uniform greeted him, with a professional smile on her face and said: "Hello sir, I am Christina, the receptionist here, please ask if there is anything that Mr. needs to serve, I am happy to serve you." ”

The fat man smiled honestly: "I'm here to apply, this is my information." As he spoke, he handed the mechanic's certificate in his hand, along with his ID card and some personal information, to the receptionist named Christina.

Christina smiled elegantly, but didn't take his things, and said with a smile: "You need to find the personnel director of the maintenance department for the application, please wait a moment, I will call the department." ”

The fat man nodded and said, "Then I'll trouble you." Watching Christina elegantly swaying her plump buttocks into the reception desk to make a call, the fat man sighed twice and looked at the row of modified mechs displayed in the hall with his hands behind his back.

I have to admit that the level of this paladin modification mecha is much higher than that of Miloc's invincible maintenance center, and the mecha modification of the invincible center always tries to combine the latest and most advanced things, but I don't know that the most important thing for mecha modification is to fit. In particular, the cooperation between the original design concept and the mecha structure is the most critical, and the most powerful engine is not necessarily the best engine. Some of the newer engine wiring on older engines can have side effects on the engine. The same goes for other parts.

The modification of the [Sero] beast-type mecha in front of the fat man is very ingenious, and the modder modified a high-power engine to improve the power of this mecha, but because this type of engine occupies the space of the electronic balancer, the modder simply removed the electronic balancer, and installed a swinging mechanical balancer that is very suitable for the beast-type mecha on the limbs, but is very outdated.

After Christina put down the phone, she saw that the mechanic who came to apply for the job was looking at the most inconspicuous [Sero] in this row of modified mechs intently, and she couldn't help but be stunned, and a strange light flashed in her eyes. After a short while, a human resources supervisor from the maintenance department hurriedly walked up to Christina and whispered, "Miss Christina, who are you talking about?" Christina put her slender white index finger to her mouth, made a silent gesture, and secretly pointed at Tian Xingjian, who was carefully observing [Cerro]. The personnel director stood in place with understanding, observed for a while, and whispered with a smile: "Miss, congratulations, you have dug up another treasure." ”

(To be continued)