Among all the thirteen colonies of the Earth Federation, the St. Proli sector is the farthest away from the parent planet Earth, and it is also the latest colony sector to be established. This region has a star twice the diameter of the Sun, two planets with similar climates to Earth, and three planets with rich and rare mineral deposits. The two terrestrial planets naturally became the main habitat of humans in the colony area, and the other three mineral planets were too harsh due to the harsh climate and environment, except for the workers who were mining on them, no other humans living on them.

One of the two terrestrial planets, called Melsa, is the capital of the St. Proli Sector and the planet to which humans first settled. The other is called Tikru, although it is not the political and military center of the star sector, but its developed tourism makes the planet's economy not inferior to that of the capital city of Star Melsa.

Because of the distance, the Earth Federation's actual control over the colonial star region, Liliang, is the weakest star sector compared to other colonial star regions. In addition to a governor's palace on the sector, which is responsible for managing day-to-day civil affairs, the Federation has only two frontier regiments scattered among the forward posts on the planets Melsa and Tikru.

Long before the rebellion in the New Miami Star District, ***shili in the San Proli Star District had actually basically grasped the actual control of the Star District. When the second wave of colonization of the independent Lang tide came, the ***shili of the star region successfully took over the Governor's Mansion of the Earth Federation on the planet Marsa almost effortlessly, and announced the establishment of a new coalition government of St. Prolly, officially separating from the Earth Federation. The federal government officials in the Governor's Palace, who were teased like puppets by ***shili, were then safely "sent" back to their home planet, Earth. Along with them, there were also the two border regiments, a total of nearly 3,000 soldiers, who had been disarmed.

The head of the star district ***shili is the president of the former St. Prolley Star District Business Federation, who has just passed his fiftieth birthday. Teuton. At the time of the first volume of the book, there was a detailed account of this very strategic businessman and the powerful Teutonic family behind him. All in all, in a word, with the help of the wave of colonial independence, the Teutonic family successfully became the Emperor of the Soil in the St. Prolius region, mastering this remote star region, which was not very rich but equally attractive.

Due to the special geographical location, as early as when the federal civil war entered the white heat, the Fifth War Zone, led by Auston and Bart, aimed at this star region with high mountains and far away emperors. As far as the Fifth War Zone is concerned, St. Prolius has no direct conflict of interest with itself. On the contrary, in order to be able to expand its territory smoothly, the Fifth War Zone hopes that this star sector can become its ally and help itself when it cannibalizes and annexes neighboring star regions. This plan was learned by Auston from an ancient book, and it has an easy-to-understand name called "long-distance and close attack".

In order to realize his plan, Auston sent one of his capable generals, Major General Hilton, who served as the head of the propaganda department of the Fifth War Zone, to travel thousands of miles to St. Prolius to seek "cooperation" with the new government of the star sector.

On this morning, the sun was shining as usual on the Myrsa Star District, and the city of Filton, the capital, was still full of traffic and people, and there was no sense of war. The colonial civil war that swept the entire human race shijie seemed to the people of this planet to be another shijie thing, and it had nothing to do with them. Although there seems to be a new group of people in the star government building, the people of Filton still eat and play what they should eat. Except for the fact that they can pay less taxes and have a slight increase in welfare, the people of Felton and the entire St. Proli district hardly feel any changes in their lives.

In the 100-story government office building in Felton City, which has been renamed the "Forbidden City," staff members who have changed into new uniforms are carrying out their daily work in an orderly manner. On the top floor of the building, there are two large conference rooms with floor-to-ceiling glass windows on each side, which were rarely opened during the Doge's Palace.

Because of their high vantage point, the two rooms have an excellent view of the entire city of Felton. In the conference room with their backs to the west, two groups of people were sitting in the middle, flanked by an oblong conference table, facing each other in a strange manner.

"So, you have to get the weapons and equipment we have provided before you can consider further cooperation?" A general wearing a dark green federal general's uniform and carrying a shining gold star on his shoulder, closed a folder in his hand, lifted his gold-rimmed glasses on the tip of his nose, and coldly looked at a middle-aged man in an ancient robe on the opposite side, and asked with the corners of his mouth slightly raised. He is Auston's right-hand man, Major General Hilton, the propaganda minister of the Fifth War Zone. Sitting beside him was a cadre of his retinue, but the highest was an ordinary officer with the rank of colonel.

"Your Excellency, I have said this several times, and this is to show your sincerity. Otherwise, your Fifth War Zone is so far away from our St. Prolius Zone, how can we believe in your so-called sincerity of cooperation? "This middle-aged man with gray temples is none other than the Prime Minister of the new coalition government of St. Prolly's Star District, and the de facto ruler of the entire Star District, Bertelem. Coldly retorted, Bertlem picked up a pair of hookahs on the table, took two puffs with a sigh, and spat out the blue and white smoke rings.

Sitting on the right and left of Bertelem were the key members of the new government of St. Prolly, in addition to a few key cabinet members, two generals in the uniform of the dark purple St. Prolly's new army, one old and one young. Obviously, the St. Proli Star District, headed by Bertlym, has put on a posture of taking this negotiation quite seriously on the surface. Even Bertelem did not hesitate to come forward in person and talk to Hilton about the price of cooperation.

However, in the eyes of those who know Bertlem well, the patriarch of the Teutonic family, who was already a leader in the business world in his early thirties, will certainly not be so easily pacified by the eagle dogs of Auston.

"With all due respect, the list of weapons and equipment listed by Your Excellency is enough to equip a fleet of main space cruisers and three army groups of near-ground combat forces!" Hilton sat up straight, pushed the folder in his hand into the middle of the meeting, seemed to be faintly expressing his dissatisfaction, and said coldly: "So many weapons and equipment, let alone our fifth war zone, I'm afraid even the five war zones under the entire federal military department will be difficult to make up in a short time!" ”

When the word "Minato" was spoken, Hilton deliberately accentuated his tone, apparently to convey a meaning to Bertelem and the others, and their demands were difficult for the Fifth War Zone to meet.

"Then what nonsense are you talking about, let's go back and report to your master as soon as possible! We don't need allies who are so far away and can't help! Before he could speak, the young major general in his early thirties, in the third position on his left hand, snorted coldly and said coldly with a bit of mockery.

He was the favorite general of Bertelem, and he had in his hands the elite guard of the new government of St. Prolly, as well as Major General Jeff of the two newly formed field army groups. For some special reason, the young celebrity of Bertelem was allowed to participate in the negotiations between the top leaders.

Jeff's abrupt interjection made Hilton obviously stunned, and his face was embarrassed, obviously he didn't expect this young general of the St. Proli Star District to be so tough. During the previous few days of negotiations, the young major general had been listening silently, as if he were just a foil for Bertelem. Unexpectedly, when today's negotiations entered the substantive stage, the young major general suddenly made a difficulty.

For this major general named Jeff, Hilton is of course very clear about his background. It was precisely because of his deep knowledge of the background that Hilton knew that Jeff's words must have been secretly instructed by Bertelem, and nine times out of ten they represented Bertelem himself. Suddenly, Hilton was a little unsure.

"Jeff, don't be rude!" Just as Hilton's thoughts were flashing, Bertreum turned around, stretched his thin old face and glared at Jeff, and scolded coldly: "General Hilton is our honored guest, how can you talk like that!" ”

"Yes, Prime Minister!" Probably acting for Hilton, the too young Jeff obviously didn't show the slightest guilt on his face, but bowed his head and respectfully responded.

"Don't hurry up to General Daoqian of Hilton!" Bertlem continued to keep his old face straight and scolded "displeased".

"Hehe, there's no need for Your Excellency the Prime Minister!" Hilton saw a little eyebrow from the double reed that Bertlem and Jeff didn't have a tacit understanding, and quickly interrupted with a smile: "I'm also from the army, and General Jeff's straightforward temperament ......"

"General!" Just as Hilton, Bertreum and the others were making false promises, the officer in charge of communications on Hilton's side suddenly broke into the conference room. The young captain's communications officer walked up to Hilton with a panicked face, and whispered to Hilton in spite of the people who were negotiating.

"Your Excellency, I'm sorry to miss you!" Although the captain's face was anxious, Hilton was not alarmed, and Bertlem and the others could not see the slightest clue on his face. I saw Hilton get up and bow slightly to Bertelem, and explained: "There is a small matter that I need to deal with, please continue to negotiate the cooperation between us first, and I will come as soon as I go!" ”

"It's okay, it's okay, general, please take care of yourself!" Hilton was so polite, Bertlem naturally didn't want to say anything, and waved his hand again and again.

Hilton then hurried with the Captain Communications Officer to the outside of the conference room, in a small room dedicated to long-distance communications equipment.

"General, this is an urgent secret message from the headquarters!" The Captain Communications Officer pulled up an encrypted message and explained to Hilton.

"Hmm!" After leaving the conference room, Hilton's face suddenly turned ugly. When he finished reading the emergency code, his face became even more gloomy. He rarely smoked, but he took the initiative to take out a cigarette from the pocket of the officer's uniform, lit it for himself, and paced back and forth in the room.

"Damn it, these nouveau riche are lucky!" A few minutes later, Hilton hatefully threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stepped on it vigorously, scolding reluctantly.