Chapter 408: Yesterday's Blood, Who Will Pay for It?

In the distant southeast star field, a huge fleet is silently driving in the vast sea of stars.

In the middle flagship, the ruined Miรจ-class war fortress, Mei Yong was carefully observing the interstellar map in front of him, and the staff officers around him were constantly demonstrating several sets of existing plans.

Thinking of what her daughter said to herself, Mei Yong was a little excited, Jiang Wei said very clearly, if this operation is successful, then he will give him a big credit, to be honest, he is not greedy for this credit, he is old and has a daughter, and after the pirate group is invested in the fire phoenix, he has countless money, and he feels that this life is enough. But Mei Shuang doesn't think so, she wants a bigger future, a bright future, instead of being an interstellar pirate for a lifetime, knowing her daughter Mo Ruo's father, Mei Yong naturally understands what she thinks in her heart, he wants to create a good development prospect for her daughter, and this action is undoubtedly a good opportunity.

While he was pondering, the correspondent below quickly ran over and said loudly:

"Commander, we will reach the designated target in about two hours."

"Good."

With that, he turned to the staff officers next to him,

"Staff Officer Li, how are you discussing?"

Although Mei Yong was born as a pirate, he knew very well that although he must be decisive and brave when fighting, he must not be stubborn and self-serving, and must actively listen to the opinions of the people below, all he needs to do is choose the best plan.

"Commander, as the saying goes, the thief captures the king first, since we have such a powerful electronic warfare team, I think to make full use of their advantages, it only takes them five minutes to hack the opponent's reconnaissance satellite. We can destroy all the ground fortifications near the city of Yanidaba, the capital of Nepal and India. Ground warfare is launched. Capturing its supreme leader at the first time is our forte. โ€

Mei Yong nodded, as for the electronic warfare brigade that Staff Officer Li said, it was actually not so mysterious, it meant Aganesi, but these people, including Mei Yong, didn't know, they all thought it was an elite detachment secretly formed by Mei Lin.

Once landed in operation, then their huge mecha group. can give full play to the decisive advantage, compared to these ordinary armies who can only conduct simulated confrontations all day long, the pilots in their mecha team are all warriors who have come out of the shadow of swords and swords, and they have quite rich combat experience.

"What do you guys think?"

He didn't make a decision immediately, and turned his eyes to several other staff officers, these people were the leaders of those small and medium-sized pirate groups that were annexed by the Fire Phoenix, although they hadn't experienced any major battles, but they had a lot of actual combat experience.

"This plan is feasible, but the premise must be to hack the opponent's reconnaissance satellite, at least for more than five minutes."

Mei Yong thought for a while. I think it's really a good idea, just to be on the safe side. He still contacted Mei Lin before him and asked for technical support from the electronic warfare team, and it didn't take long for him to get Mei Lin's affirmative answer, which made him feel at ease.

"I order, the whole army into combat mode, blitzkrieg Nepal and India, Yanidaba."

After giving the order, Mei Yong asked the woman next to her who was flipping through the magazine very respectfully:

"Your Excellency Biluo"

"Don't worry, Hal Soda, I'll take care of him."

"Ahem, Your Excellency, this"

Looking at Mei Yong's stumbling appearance, Biluo shook his head helplessly, guessing his thoughts,

"Don't worry, if you can catch it alive, you can catch it alive."

"Thank you, Your Excellency."

Mei Yong glanced at her very gratefully, and secretly prayed that she must capture this guy alive, and then she will have a prisoner sacrifice ceremony, and the grandfather of that country will definitely be happy, and by the way, he will also show his face.

Jiang Wei knew very well that Har Soda, the king of the Nepalese country, was a grandmaster-level master, so he asked Biluo to help, for Biluo, who was at the peak of the grandmaster-level, Har Soda was not taken seriously by her.

In Yanidaba City, life is still the same, in a broken alley in the north of the city, Li Bing, the owner of a grocery store, is busy carrying the goods on the car. As a Chinese who immigrated from his ancestors, he, like all Chinese people in the world, is hardworking, kind, hard-working, and has finally saved enough money in his grandfather's generation to buy a street shop and open a small grocery store.

But such a grocery store, which had been built up for generations, was indeed the root of all evil in the eyes of the Niyin, who believed that Li Bing and his ancestors had appropriated their resources, and that the land of the Niyin could only be used by the Niyin, and that the Chinese had infringed on their interests.

What a ridiculous reason this is, the Chinese people have immigrated to this place legally, and the legal foundation created by ten generations of hard work has not been recognized, have the Chinese people not contributed to the development of Nepal and India? No, on the contrary, the Chinese people have always been the creators of civilization, and the development of Niyin today is inseparable from every Chinese person here.

"Yo, Li Bing, I bought so many goods today!"

A team of Niyin policemen walked past the door of Li Bing's shop, and when they saw this man with a dark face and a short stature, Li Bing immediately put down his work, trotted all the way, with a smile on his face, opened two cigarettes and scattered.

"Sir has worked hard."

"Haha, you're a kid, it's been too peaceful here lately, right? No one is bothering you, is there? โ€

The policeman asked if he had any intentions.

"No, sir, the security here is very good, this is all the credit of the chief, I have prepared a batch of condolences for the brothers, and I will send them to you tomorrow."

How could Li Bing not hear that they were openly asking for bribes, and he had to pay a so-called "tax" every month, if he didn't pay it, maybe the next day a group of big men would rush into the store and smash you to a pulp.

The blackened policeman nodded with satisfaction, took two bottles of wine with him, and walked away with a few of his subordinates, looking at their backs, Li Bing clenched his fists tightly, and felt humiliated in his heart. Yes, as a Chinese person, he is hardworking, kind, hard-working, but under long-term oppression, he has lost the most important point of Chinese people, that is, bravery!

Thinking of that bloody day in interstellar 9988, his body couldn't stop shaking, his grandfather and father were beaten to death by the Nepali people in those "so-called parades", the shop was looted, he hid in a cellar at home to escape, not only him, countless Chinese people's shops were looted, countless Chinese women were humiliated, miserable, and after those beasts were exhausted, they were thrown into the raging fire, even children, Nor did it escape their clutches

Nowadays, with the growing strength of the motherland, although their living conditions have been greatly improved, there are still social personnel and police who come to harass and solicit bribes. Whenever he thinks of that bloody day, his heart can't stop trembling, he knows very well that the people who committed many atrocities back then have not been punished as they deserve, and are still at large, he dreamed of his father and grandfather countless times in his dreams, the two of them held their severed heads, standing quietly in front of him, with a desperate roar from their mouths, sinners, have they been punished?

Throwing away the cigarette in his hand, touching the tears oozing from the corners of his eyes, he walked to the store with a numb expression, the sinner was punished, on this day, can he see it?

In the east of Yanidaba, the royal palace is undergoing a large-scale expansion, and in the main hall of the royal palace, King Harsuda looked at the busy workers in front of him, with a smug smile on his face, but the finance minister Tilga below him was a little nervous, and he looked like he wanted to say something.

"Tilgar, if you have something to say, what do you do."

Naturally, Har Soda noticed the minister's actions and was slightly displeased.

"Your Majesty, we don't have much money on our books, this"

Tilgar wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and didn't dare to continue, the lord in front of him was a brutal fellow, and it was not unheard of to say good words to you one second, and tear you to pieces in the next second.

"What? How did you run out so quickly? Didn't those Chinese merchants donate a lot? โ€

Hearing his words, Tilgar shook his head and smiled bitterly, donate? It's clear that it's good or not that you force people to donate, and people are not stupid, if you do this again, people simply won't play with you here, run away, and the domestic economy will not be finished by then, and you TM have a kind of try to do it yourself as a finance minister. Of course, he thought so in his heart, but he didn't dare to say this:

"Your Majesty, the two billion star dollars donated by those Chinese merchants were originally enough, but didn't the plan be changed twice? There are a lot of additional places, so the expenditure is naturally a little more, and there is probably a gap of one billion. โ€

Harsoe tapped his fingers on the golden seat, and after a moment, slowly spoke:

"Go, let those Chinese businessmen donate some more, they have money anyway."

Tilgar shook his head and smiled bitterly, you thought this was twelve years ago? These two billion is already the final bottom line of others, he has no way, and if he gets another billion out, I am afraid that people will run away collectively, and when there is a problem with the domestic economy, he is not the first to die, so he simply let it go, he gritted his teeth and said:

"Your Majesty, the minister is guilty of death, and the minister is really powerless."

"Bastard!"

Harsoda's eyes froze, and he roared angrily, looking at Tilgar's single-minded appearance, after he scolded wildly, he was helpless. As a finance minister, Tilgar is very competent, manages affairs in an orderly manner, and knows how to get him money, and if he wants to be executed, Harsoda is really a little reluctant.

"So what do you say?"

After a long time, Harsoda asked helplessly.

Before Tilgar could speak, a female voice rang out:

"Tut, I don't think this palace needs to be built, and you won't have the life to enjoy it anyway."

Looking at the figure that suddenly appeared in front of him, Harsoda stared at each other, stood up, and looked at the woman in front of him in shock.

The corners of the woman's mouth showed a hint of disdain, and she strode into the palace, it was none other than Biluo. (To be continued......)