Chapter 53 and 54 Emergencies
Ikeda Daisa, the head of the gendarmerie directly under the expeditionary fleet, was born in the Marine Corps, and it was not because of his ability and ability that he sat on the throne of the military police. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć In the Info Imperial Fleet, only those positions that can be killed on the front line are hot, and his position is high but unpopular. When the expeditionary fleet was formed, Tada Jun needed an old, stern and formidable military judge to be the captain of the gendarmerie. I found the right candidate several times, but no one wanted to join. It is not a problem of the expeditionary fleet itself, but that the position of gendarmerie is too unattractive. In desperation, he lowered his requirements, and with the standard of old-qualified, mature and stable military judges, he still couldn't recruit people. It was not until the fleet was about to depart that Tada was appointed as the captain of the military police, and Ikeda, who had no characteristics other than his qualifications, was the candidate for the captain of the gendarmerie.
Ikeda is five years older than Tada and is close to retirement. In fact, after completing this expedition, he will be honorably discharged. Along the way, the gendarmerie did not have many tasks, except for the arrest of drunken and troublesome soldiers, and did not even have the task of dealing with deserters. The idle time did not end until the Lagrange Space Port.
During the spaceport occupation, Ikeda struggled to take over the space station, screen prisoners, and maintain law and order. Although there was nothing brilliant about it, he was able to work hard and not trouble his superiors for this thankless task, so that the whole fleet, especially the high-ranking generals, had a much better opinion of him. Under his rule, the surprisingly calm of the spaceport has also further improved people's evaluation of his abilities.
The fact is that only Ikeda himself knows that there is only one reason why the spaceport is so calm, and that is his inaction. When he was old and didn't want to cause trouble, and he was surrounded by a large army, he really couldn't see the meaning of getting bloody. Adhering to the principle of getting by and turning a blind eye, the internal affairs of the expeditionary fleet in the occupied areas are actually no different from letting go.
This is also under the structure of the Imperial Army, which pays extreme attention to front-line combat troops and ignores internal affairs, that Ikeda has a market, and if it were replaced by any fleet in other star fields, even if it is as backward as the space army of the solar system, it will never be possible to let the occupation zone be so relaxed.
Ikeda was worried about going to see the commander of the army, Lieutenant General Watanabe. In fact, he was afraid to go to the Army. Although it is true that he is also from the Marine Corps, the Marine Corps belongs to the fleet after all, and is not the same faction as the Army. This is true of any army, and it is not uncommon for different branches of the military to have tense relations and dislike each other. If there is an opportunity, the army units will seize the sore foot of the fleet and fall into the ground, and in turn, the fleet will not hesitate. In such a situation, Ikeda was apprehensive when a vice admiral wanted to see what he was doing as a fleet officer.
He had no doubts about the outcome of this war, thinking that it was just an armed parade of the fleet, and hoped that everything would end soon, so that he could retire honorably and enjoy the joy of teasing his grandson.
The main force of the fleet is not there, and Watanabe looking for him will definitely not be a good thing. This sense of crisis is not so much a special intuition as it is a prejudice. Along the way, my thoughts were constant and I was trembling.
The guards saluted him, and there was absolutely nothing wrong with his posture, but he could see the deep contempt in their eyes.
"Report! Gendarmerie Ikeda reports. Ikeda's etiquette on the scene is not inferior to that of a hairy young man, and only those who know him will see a kind of carelessness in his subtle movements.
"Sit, I have something to ask you. According to your subordinates, you are very conniving with the people of the solar system, but this is the case? ā
Watanabe's expression and tone were not very strong, but what he said was like slapping Ikeda on the spot.
"You must have misunderstood, the gendarmerie upholds military law and discipline, and takes internal justice as its creed, and any lawbreakers who attempt to disadvantage the empire will be severely punished, on the contrary, those who have contributed to the empire and are motivated, we will naturally give necessary help."
Instead of sitting down, Ikeda stood straight and defended himself loudly.
"In that case, why did someone report it to me, and you tolerate that bald general, who openly insulted me?"
Watanabe's laid-back attitude contrasts sharply with his eerie gaze. Ikeda sensed a cold sweat running down his neck.
"Insulting the Imperial Army? I've never heard of anything like this, so please tell us where the information comes from. I'll definitely look into it right away. ā
Watanabe clasped his hands together, and the crisp sound of snapping made him tremble.
"Wei Chengwu, our Imperial Liaison Officer in the Spaceport, he is a member of our Army."
Half-looking up, Ikeda's expression became much more natural. You can see that a slight smile inadvertently appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"So you were referring to him." Ikeda let out a long breath, and the change in his demeanor did not escape the attention of the side.
"You know about it."
"I know, and I'm trying to help the liaison officer cheer up. Pity... ā
"It's a pity?"
"As an Imperial officer in an important position, the liaison officer is really... How to say it, the will is too weak, and the action is too small. If Mr. Greyfarman were to be implicated for his sake, it would chill the hearts of the captives, and who would be willing to contribute to the Empire at that time? ā
"Aren't you afraid of chilling the hearts of the officers and soldiers of the army?"
Ikeda smiled, "I don't think the Army brothers will be treated like that... Alternative, military. ā
After saying this, Ikeda's eyes were impolitely fixed on Watanabe, and he soon got the answer he wanted.
Watanabe's expression was a little helpless, but the soldier's temperament made this weak look fleeting. Then his expression became stern. In Ikeda's eyes, Watanabe was going to be a scoundrel.
"What does it matter. From what I've learned, there are resistance groups in the Spaceport, and they're not small, and they're led by the apparently obedient Mr. Grayfarman. ā
"Sir, such an accusation requires evidence, please be cautious."
"Humph! Our army has always done things with reason and evidence. This time I called you to inform you that the Army will take coercive measures to maintain the security of the spaceport. ā
"You can't do this, this is the purview of the gendarmerie, you are challenging military law!"
"Okay, let's do it, and if you have an opinion, talk to Tada Jun. You can go down. ā
Events were moving so quickly that Ikeda walked out of the Army headquarters in a daze. His portable terminal constantly reminds his subordinates to send emergency contacts. Ikeda had no interest in connecting, as he already knew what was being contacted. As far as the eye can see, groups of army officers and men are patrolling at various key points in full uniform. From time to time, all-terrain tanks rumbled by. Tall and mighty hoplites, ignoring pedestrians, leaped overhead. The atmosphere on the space station was tense as a large army force assembled.
Ikeda sighed softly, and the peaceful days in the space port were over.
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The situation in the Lagrange spaceport has changed abruptly. Since the departure of the main force of the Imperial fleet, most people thought that the Empire would no longer make major moves in the port area. Unexpectedly, the army troops stationed in the army took the initiative to find trouble. Not only did they send troops to martial law the space station where the Port District Command was located. The troop carriers even dispatched armed soldiers in all directions to seize various key facilities in the spaceport. It didn't take much time to firmly control the port area.
This situation made the two different space forces put aside their mutual suspicion and sit together. This official narrative could not be further from reality.
In the small warehouse, there are no less than 30 people of all kinds. The participants were clearly divided into two groups. The one with a large number of people was led by the bald commander, and the other group was led by Liao Fan.
The atmosphere in the venue was awkward, and the two groups of people looked at each other unpleasantly, staring at each other with big eyes full of suspicion.
"Don't talk crookedly there, just give me an accurate word, whether there is space power or not, if there is a quick take, we will use it urgently, if not, get out." The person who spoke was Grefaman's men, he had an impatient look, his eyes were bloodshot, it was obvious that this action of the Imperial Army had a very big impact on him, as can be seen from his eyes that choose people to devour.
"Oops! You are Your Excellency Fleet Commander! Or Mr. Prime Minister, why should we listen to you, we owe you money or what! ā
Xiong's temperament of scolding the street when he disagrees is provoked. The miasma that erupted from his mouth made the other party pull out his gun and was about to fight hard, and the excesses subsided under a commotion, and the atmosphere became even more embarrassing.
"I don't trust you, so I won't show my cards. I can only signal to you that it is not delusional to take everyone away if the conditions allow. After Liao Fan coldly threw down this sentence, his slender eyes stared straight ahead, and he no longer spoke.
"I heard you right! Are you talking to us about conditions? We have people here who have the resources, and what you have is not certain. If you don't cry and shout that you want to join us, you still want to trade with us, and if you don't take some real money out, who will believe you. The police officer named Natalie spoke, her tone full of ridicule, she obviously didn't believe what kind of space transportation capacity the two assault bridge groups could provide.
Liao Fan saw the tension in the venue, and suppressed his desire to sneer. The two groups of people who should have cooperated sincerely and fought the enemy together don't know what it is for. He can't say what he suffers here. The matter of the Stardust is their last reliance. Even if you are in a desperate situation, with the super performance of the Berland starship, there is still the possibility of breaking through. For this reason, this last resort cannot be exposed prematurely, not to mention that there are so many people in the spaceport, God knows who has defected. Once the Imperial Army took precautions, it was considered a strategy to seal the last retreat, and he would keep the secret no matter what.
"I don't understand why you're so secretive, in fact, it's not necessary, as long as you can provide help within your ability, can we still pull you down. The main thing now is to be open and honest, and not to sit on the ground and start the price here. ā
The bald commander finally spoke. His words were quite sincere, and he also had the meaning of dispelling the concerns of several people, but it was a pity that Liao Fan could not accept his suggestion.
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"Don't waste time with them, just two assault ships, how many people can fit. We'll just figure it out ourselves. This is in our own territory, and we will see how long the Empire can guard against it. Natalie's words were echoed by most of the people, and someone was already standing up and preparing to leave the small warehouse.
Grevhaman shook his head, a disappointed expression.
Liao Fan and the others didn't move, even in the face of the contemptuous gazes thrown by others, they didn't mean to attack. They watched silently as a group of people prepared to leave the small warehouse that was the meeting place.
"Hell yes! This door won't open. Drake, how do your team usually maintain the warehouse door, so it's broken, don't always eat and wait for death! Someone yelled at Drake, the head of internal mechanical maintenance.
"Phew! Your stinky mouth, don't talk before it's too late, laugh to death. It's not sure if the door is broken, or if you don't have enough permissions! Maybe you're a suspicious guy, and it's not necessarily that you're under house arrest by the system! ā
An uncle named Drake commanded two young men to approach the alloy door and examine it carefully. Seeing that the door was stuck, people did not panic, and they formed a small circle to discuss the current problem. No one set their eyes on Liao Fan and the others.
"Hey! It's really an evil door.,Usually just cut off the door control.,How can it be useless! ā
In anxious self-talk, the young man asks Drake for help. The latter looked unfazed and glared at the young man fiercely before stepping forward to confirm the situation.
The situation became a bit troublesome, and people stopped discussing and waited to see how things changed.
Drake tinkered with himself for five minutes before his face turned gloomy. He waved his hand and motioned for the others to gather around. This time it was more than ten minutes, and just as people were waiting impatiently, Drake looked strange, hurried over to Grayfarman, and muttered a few words in his ear.
The bald commander couldn't sit still and went to the door to check in person.
During this time, Liao Fan and the others became extremely patient, and they watched the excitement from the side with a look of not being a big deal.
"Immediately break it down manually, we can't be trapped here."
The bald commander gave the order, and several armed personnel stepped forward, and the laser guns and projectile guns fired in unison, and sparks shot out on the alloy door. Choking smoke fills the room, and the exhaust system activates to suck the smoke away.
Now everyone realizes that something is wrong, and a trace of panic is spreading in the room.
"Humph! A bunch of waste, look at me. ā
The man-bear stood up, and his mocking expression was unmistakable. He licked his stomach and swaggered towards the alloy door.
"Go and go, get out of the way, you can't even get a door, you still want to escape, dream!"
Ivan walked to the door, and did not push it, but stood there and shouted, "Open the door!" ā
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Half a minute passed, and nothing happened.
No matter how thick the bear's face is, he can't hold it anymore, "I said girl, what the hell, open the door!" ā
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Still nothing happened, the determined look on his face turned into doubt, and then he showed panic. Ignoring the shameful laughter of the people around him, he cast a look of help to Liao Fan.
"Listen, this is the gendarmerie. Now arrest you for conspiracy against the Empire, lay down your arms, and obediently tie your hands and arrest you! ā
The relentless electronic synthesized sound pushed the people present into the abyss, and some of the people who were not mentally strong cried directly. The bald commander's face was heavy, and Liao Fan narrowed his eyes.