Chapter 1147 Desperate situation? Good times? [Challenge the fourth update today, please vote for me! 】
1146. Desperate situation? Good times? [Challenge the fourth update today, please vote for me! 】
"Contact the Angel of Death? Father, do you really still have illusions about separatism? Others don't know, but we should be very clear that no matter how hard separatism struggles, it will not last two years." Added Li-Ulan frowned and said.
"Oh? Then do you want to continue working hard on the Republic?" Banjila Ulan smiled coldly.
"Isn't this what you mean, father? In recent times, we have been working hard for the Republic and spent a lot of money to bribe officials of the Republic. Our order volume has begun to increase, and many factories have also been able to Work has resumed and the situation is improving. The last time the Titan battleship Xuanwu appeared, it was originally a meeting to discuss the Eclipse class. Didn't you also insist that I attend?" Gary Ulan spread his hands and said loudly.
"So, do we have to wait until we are kicked out like garbage, and then go negotiate terms with the deceased angels?" Bangila Ulan asked in return.
"This...Father, this..." Gali Ulan was a little confused.
Looking at his appearance, Bangila Ulan sighed and said: "When the Victory-class and Victory-II-class shipbuilding proposals are thrown into the trash can by the Republic Ship Supervision Committee, everyone will Everyone in the galaxy will know that we are going to have a change. At that time, what else can we do except sit back and wait for death?"
"But... 37 of the 50-member expert team of the Ship Supervision Committee have accepted our benefits. This cost alone is close to 100 million credits. I am very sure that our proposal can be passed! Coupled with this air battle in the Umbrea system, it is almost certain that the Victory class will enter the official order of the Republic Navy... Father... ..." Gali Ulan looked at his father's expression, his face gradually turned pale, "Really? Tell me it's for sure, Father!"
Banjila Ulan didn't speak, just Look at him.
Only then did Gali Ulan understand. He grabbed his hair with both hands, "No, this... is the situation really so bad? Those officials of the Republic actually dared to accept the benefits of our Lundili and still not do anything? The Ulan family Is your name so worthless?"
He looked at his father again, his tone a little desolate, "Could it be that everything you did before was just to hide your determination from the last secret meeting? Hasn’t it changed since the death of Angel? Have we...Lundili...really reached this point?"
Bangila Ulan then said slowly, "My favorite. The little granddaughter, Adele Ulan, should be 16 years old this year..."
"Father, could it be..."
"Tell the deceased angel that the Ulan family is willing to marry him , using our family's legitimate daughter Adele Ulan as a hostage in exchange for the full support of the Federation of Independent Systems. At the same time, we also hope that the Angel of Death can come to the planet Rendili in person to resist the Republic's attack, and... marry him. The bride." Bangila-Ulan said.
"Adele... is also my favorite little daughter... Father, I thought our Ulan family would never see this day!" Gary Ulan closed his eyes and said with a heavy voice.
"Born into a noble family, this is what she will eventually face." Bangila-Ulan said.
“Is there no hope for things at all? Just 10 minutes ago, I even thought that everything in our family was getting better!” Gary Ulan still wanted to distinguish.
Banjila Ulan didn't speak, just sat back on the sofa, closed his eyes tiredly, and waved his hand to signal him to leave.
Gali Ulan could only bow deeply, "I will make arrangements right away, Father. At the same time, in order to prevent the Galactic Republic from noticing, the Victory-class and Victory-II-class Star Destroyer plans were submitted for review. The procedure will continue. Tonight... I will attend a private dinner for the Vice President of the Ship Supervision Committee..."
He couldn't say anything anymore, so he bowed deeply again, turned around and walked out of the study quickly.
After a long time, Banjira Ulan opened his eyes and said to the air: "Sometimes, I really wish I didn't live so long... Maybe when I am 70 years old That serious illness can just kill me." "Why did you say that? Master," a deep female voice suddenly came from behind him.
Then, the air on the windowsill suddenly became distorted, and a short-haired woman wearing a black tight-fitting combat uniform appeared. She was sitting there, holding a bottle of wine in her hand.
"In this way, Galli Ulan can ascend to the position of head of the family earlier and let the pressing situation force him to grow up as quickly as possible." Bangila Ulan smiled self-deprecatingly, "And It’s not like now, I’m old, and the war in the galaxy is getting more intense, and the survival of the family is at stake. But now, he can’t bear it if Gary takes the position of head of the family.”
"Master Gali-Ulan has always been dedicated to the family and extremely diligent, and he just lacks experience. The education he received and his own intelligence are actually higher than we imagined." The woman said, facing directly. He took a long sip from the bottle.
“I asked those people you are watching not to relax. When that day comes, I want them to die at the same time within 10 minutes to ensure that we can completely control the Rendili Defense Fleet. Yes. Can you do it?" Banjira-Ulan asked.
"In 10 minutes, I can even arrange their death postures." The woman raised the bottle teasingly. Her hand was a mechanical prosthesis starting from the shoulder.
"Go and make arrangements. There is also Adele's matter. Make sure to ensure her safety."
"Leave it to me." After the woman finished speaking, she activated the cloaking device again, and the window sill There was a soft sound, and then there was silence.
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21BBY, October 22nd.
Coruscant, capital of the Galactic Republic, formal meeting of the Republic Ship Oversight Committee.
The agenda this time is to discuss the combat performance and data of various types of warships of the Galactic Republic Navy in recent battles. At the same time, it will also review the operations of Quat Dynamics Shipyard, Rendili Star Power Company, and Corellian Engineering. The next phase of shipbuilding plans submitted by the company and many other companies.
The meeting will last about 15 days and will last until the end of the year. And at the beginning of the new year, new shipbuilding plans will be carried out based on the results of this meeting.
"The first is the Carrack-class light cruiser, Damorian Manufacturing Corporation." On the stage, the chairman of the Republic Ship Supervision Committee looked at the information in his hand, "In the recent series of battles, Carrack The performance of the Rak-class light cruiser is impressive. It destroyed many separatist warships in the battles on the planets of Kinasa and Nuer. In actual combat, it was proved that although the Karak-class is only 350 meters in length, it can fight against them. The main battleships of the separatists pose a certain threat, and their maximum speed is comparable to that of fighter jets. They are still an effective supplement to the Republic fleet."
In the audience, several Bothans stood up. They were Damo. Representation of Lian Company. This company is a company mainly composed of Bosa and humans. It is not large in scale, but its representative work, the Karak-class light cruiser, is indeed a very efficient battleship.
They have met a good result.
The president on the stage continued: "According to the committee's decision, the purchase of Karak-class light cruisers... will continue next year!"
Bah bang bang bang! People in Damorian's company clapped and hugged each other to express their excitement.
(End of this chapter)