"Your Excellency Yularen, our planet has been besieged by the mercenaries of the Corporate Alliance for three full days. Originally, our planet's agricultural products were mainly imported, and the three-day siege has almost caused the economy of our planet to collapse!" In the holographic projection, the representative of Planet Malastare, Senator Ainlee Teem said worriedly.
"Please don't worry, Mr. Teem. The purpose of our trip is to rescue Planet Malastare. I hope that the two of you can finally sit down at the negotiating table." Wullf Yularen said calmly.
"I wish you good fortune, Your Excellency Yularen. You are our only hope..." Senator Teem sighed and turned off the communication.
"The whole army is going! Start jumping at the same time in 30 seconds. The target is Planet Malastare!" Captain Wullf Yularen gave an order, and the fleet consisting of 200 spaceships set off immediately, heading towards this place. The heart of the conflict flew straight past.
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Planet Malastare, Blockade of the Corporate Alliance Fleet.
There are already a large number of spaceship wrecks floating around here, and the distorted corpses of the operators who were thrown out can also be seen everywhere.
The three-day blockade almost put Planet Malastare in a desperate situation. During this time, they tried every means to allow the spacecraft to sneak across the blockade and bring much-needed supplies to the planet.
In fact, this is also a major hidden danger of the Galactic Republic, because most of the Middle and Outer Rim Planets in the Galactic Republic have not actually entered the Interstellar Era, and many of them are still in the Feudal Society of the Middle Ages, so these Planets are joining the Galaxy. After the Republic, after all, it was a bit out of place.
However, driven by the major Business Giants in the Galactic Republic, these backward planets will often become the place where the Business Giants dump their goods and export cheap labor. A large number of goods that exceed the level of these Civilizations are sweeping over, and most of the planets, from the rulers to the people, will fall because of this, and indulge in the incomparably advanced luxury goods provided by the Business Giants.
Not enough money? Borrow money! No money to pay back? Sell natural resources, sell human power, there is always something to sell. Therefore, under the guidance of the Business Giants with ulterior motives, the population of these planets will basically explode, and then they will all rely on imported goods to survive.
After all, there is consumption and labor when there are many people. As for the quality of life of these people, no one cares at all.
The result of this is that these planets basically become part of the economic system of these Commercial Giants, and they have almost no ability to support themselves. As for what kind of strategic reserve, in this peaceful Galactic Republic, there is no such concept at all!
So before Planet Rodia caused a famine due to the reduction in food production, and Planet Malastare was almost dead after only three days of blockade-this kind of planet is extremely dependent on a blood transfusion from the Galactic Republic. Once the blood vessel is severed, it will be revealed immediately.
The population that expands under the continuous investment of Business Giants will immediately become their burden because these planets were originally unable to maintain this amount of population.
Then, the Business Giants can directly cut off the backbone of a planet through trade sanctions or even force blockade, making them obediently obey.
Tang Xiao was bored looking at the never-changing scenery outside the window. Under the influence of the magnetic field nebula around the Malastare, there were streaks of grotesque and colorful haze around it, which seemed to be floating in the universe like a ribbon.
A faint sense of crisis struck Tang Xiao's heartstrings across the Galaxy. He turned around, staring in a direction in the void, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.
He patted Ni Yongxiao, who was also looking at the scenery outside the window, and said, "Ah Xiao, do you know? Before the Republic fleet set off, the representative of Planet Malastare would definitely say this to him—You are my only hope!"
"Does this sentence have any special meaning?" Ni Yongxiao asked back.
"The weak are just praying to the strong, leaving their own future and destiny to others." Tang Xiao said, "Because of the existence of The Force, I really believe that there is a destiny in this universe. Because of this, people here are often more willing to place their hopes on some higher-level power, which is their mode of thinking."
"So, you who master The Force represent the higher-level power?" Ni Yongxiao asked.
"I can only slightly touch this kind of power, and I have some vague guesses about this kind of power, but I need further confirmation. Forget it, before that, it's useless to think too much. You go to inform Zavarov, get ready for battle, the enemy is coming."
Ni Yongxiao nodded, walked to the bridge command center, and informed Igor of the news.
Igor immediately issued an order, and all warships entered the highest combat readiness, ready to fight at all times, and at the same time notified the commander-in-chief, Admiral Trench.
"Is the enemy attacking? Tsk tsk tsk... As I expected, the Republic will definitely take action, tsk tsk tsk... But I am also waiting for their arrival." Trench slowly stroked the pincers at the corner of his mouth The six scarlet eyes narrowed slightly.
Then he waved the pointer in his hand and ordered: "The fourth fleet, move forward immediately, the azimuth coordinate is 55.73 southeast, and move forward at full speed!"
Igor nodded, turned around and said to the navigator: "All the spaceships are advancing in formation, and the azimuth coordinates are 55.73 southeast, advancing at full speed!"
Trench had a fierce look in his eyes, "Let's give the Republic Fleet a surprise! Count down for 30 seconds, and then activate the No. 2 blocker!!"
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The Republic fleet in the Hyperspace Channel has no idea that it is entering a well-arranged trap.
Captain Wullf Yularen straightened his military cap and stood on the still-blank holographic map. The combat information has been sent, and the blockade fleet of the Corporate Alliance has placed a blocker at coordinate 57.88 of Malastare and arranged the fleet behind the blocker.
"Adjust the Hyperspace Jump distance, and set the coordinates of the jumping point to 58.04! Remember, distance is our key to success!" Wullf Yularen ordered.
"Yes!" The navigator immediately began to operate.
At this moment, Admiral Trench also issued an order, "Activate, No. 2 blocker! Tsk tsk tsk tsk..."
Drip, drop, drop!!! A harsh siren sounded on the bridge of the Republic Fleet, and the navigator screamed loudly, "Hyperspace Navigation has been disturbed! I am about to leave Hyperspace!!"