"I can't promise this, even the Fleet Command can't promise. I have to get the Star Alliance Council to give you an answer!"

Anderson was in a dilemma at the moment. The colony and Fisher wore a pair of pants and shouted for reimbursement. If he agreed, he would be decided by the fearless naval gun. Therefore, he resolutely took advantage of the opportunity to praise the delicious barbecue and changed the topic.

"What do you know about that ship?"

"What do I know? I don't know too much. It's just a destruction!"

"Destruction?" Shepard turned abruptly and squeezed over.

"Do you see anything? Is that the beacon? Or... "

"Cough, everybody be quiet first!" Fisher picked up a chicken leg as a microphone.

"As I said long ago, no one knows plosian better than me. Now, let me tell you a story!"

"The story starts a long time ago..."

Fisher didn't say anything about Leviathan or harvest reincarnation, but how the plosian empire was destroyed. After all, the plosian empire can be called the leader of all civilizations. To increase everyone's sense of substitution, we must start with plosian.

Moreover, Fisher didn't specifically say that the enemy's name was XXX and where he lived. We killed him in the past to achieve world peace. Instead, he said vaguely that the enemy had sneaked into our world, maybe between us!

"I can only understand what I understand, and I can't explain what I don't understand..." after the operation of a set of riddlers, most of the elite of the Star Alliance have believed it. There's no way. Intelligence work is like this. You need a series of proper nouns and detailed data, then everyone will feel that there is a problem, true or false, Then the truth drawn from it is the most certain for everyone.

"So how do you know this information?"

"It's a long story!" Fisher picked up a cup of black tea and recalled it leisurely.

"That year, I went to the edge galaxy with an old man of Nick Frey. There, we found the intact plesian ruins... Finally, the expedition only survived me. Unfortunately, my old man Nick Frey, he can no longer hear the free gunfire of Texas!"

"He's a tough guy!"

"That's why I know plosian so well. Everybody, the war is coming!"

"Wait, that doesn't make sense! If there is really a powerful civilization waiting to destroy us in the darkness outside the galaxy, why don't they drive in directly, but look for Salem! "

"Holy castle! Yes, it must be a divine castle. Thank you, Mr. Fisher! "

Shepard has now brought himself into the state of the official ghost of the holy castle and began to think about the role of the holy Castle institution in this series of events.

"I see, because the divine castle is the central brain of the current parliament. As long as the brain is destroyed, all civilizations can only fight on their own, so that they can be destroyed one by one!"

"Well, that's right!" Fisher looks like you're right.

"In that case, there will be a lot of trouble!" Anderson is quite distressed. Why does he, a special forces commander, want to do this kind of thinking about the overall situation, and the Star Alliance will not give him a general.

"So now you have the Normandy, Shepard. Go and get that guy back and let him pay for his mistakes!" Anderson stood up and put on his hat.

"I will contact the Star Alliance to see what else can be done. At least we should let countries resume armaments, not engage in a fearless ship Limitation Treaty! And the Navy's cruisers should also be changed! "

Anderson's words brightened Fisher's eyes. First, he pulled old Jerry and muttered. The other party showed an expression of surprise and gave Fisher a thumbs up.

After the Normandy finished its supplies and left, Anderson used the equipment on another cruiser to contact his old superior, Admiral Hackett of the Fifth Fleet, and reported the situation in detail. Of course, he did not forget to emphasize that the colonial losses were heavy. Although the countryman was not human, he took advantage of this reason, The Navy's request for funds from parliament is justified.

Look, now all cats and dogs can bully the satellite alliance. What does this mean? The navy can't do it, so we need funds, large-scale construction, and use the sword of the satellite alliance to defend the land of the satellite alliance!

Anderson felt strangely relieved at the thought of the 90 year old commander of the second fleet, who was leaning on a crutch and scolding parliament as national thieves.

"By the way, sir, I don't think we can wait for the order of the parliament. Can we carry out limited armed within the fleet first? I saw many good things of atlas on Eden!"

"Send me the data!" In fact, Hackett has some intention. His fifth fleet is just a dry shelf at the moment, which has no name, but the number of fleets is less than one-third of the main fleet. He is the flagship of a Grand Admiral and a heavy cruiser (in fact, the Fifth Fleet has an old model fearless ship, but the old man thinks the ship is too old)

Soon, Hackett got the purchase list that Fisher gave Anderson.

"When did they have the ability to build cruisers?" Hackett raised his eyebrows when he saw the spaceship item in the first column.

"Just six hours ago, the Eden colony had passed their industrial revitalization proposal and said it would complete the construction of the shipyard within 60 days! We should use heavy industry to create a new Eden star! " Anderson said with a wry smile that if others said so, he would be a joke, but he really believed Fisher's confident smile.

"Then put this one first. What's the effect of this ion gun?"

"The effect on warships is very good. It can effectively paralyze all electronic equipment, but the range is very close, only about dozens of kilometers!"

"It's really a little short!" Huck nodded his head. It's tens of kilometers long on the planet, but it's not enough to see in space.

"And this thing is still a big power consumer. When firing, other equipment of the warship needs to be shut down temporarily! Otherwise, the reactor of the warship will not be able to carry it! "

"Well, it seems that our only choice now is this, what kind of Hyperion God and the Titan mecha below, isn't it?"

"Yes, but before, the young man named Fisher promised me that if we choose warships, he can refund us half of the money!" With a tried and tested look, Anderson felt the sweat on his head.

"It's really hard to choose! Well, let's buy 100000 Spartan lasers made by them first! Only when the shipyard is really completed on schedule will the Fifth Fleet consider purchasing warships! " Hackett finally clapped his hands.