2075. Francis Underwood (Part 1)
"What a load of rubbish! What a load of rubbish!!" A furious voice came from an apartment on South Street in Dawn City, the capital of Dawn Planet.
South Street of Liming City is a not spacious street, and the surrounding houses do not actually look very tall and luxurious, but here, the top officials and dignitaries of the Principality of Liming gather.
Because this street was the initial landing point that Tang Xiao confirmed by tapping on the holographic star map of the mothership.
So no matter how it develops in the future, even if Liming City is now a super urban area with a total population of more than 100 million, it will be built around South Street.
In Liming City, the city hall where the first manager at that time, Mayor Graham, worked, was also located here. In the beginning, the incredible so-called mansions that Tang Xiao built in order to attract those master-level talents were also in this area.
South Street can be said to be the place that carries all the memories of the development of the fourth civilization. After that, almost all the office areas of the central administrative agencies of the Fourth Civilization were set up with South Street as the core.
Click! ! A crisp cracking sound came from inside the apartment again.
"Have you had enough trouble?" In the apartment, Claire Underwood, Minister of the Interior of the Principality of Dawn, lit a cigarette for herself, took a deep breath, and leaned against the door, watching. Her husband is going crazy.
Claire Underwood, when she was first awakened, organized the Outer Rim Sector Mutual Aid Association, and later joined the Confederation of Independent Systems and became the Minister of the Interior of the Confederacy. After the fall of the Confederacy of Independent Systems, she returned to the Principality of Dawn and became the Deputy Minister of the Interior. Now, after the Minister of the Interior Daphne Clement was promoted to the Deputy Prime Minister, she took over this position.
During the rise of the Fourth Civilization, she attracted a lot of sympathy and support from the Outer Rim Star Region for the young Fourth Civilization. During the Clone Wars, she also served as the link between the Fourth Civilization and the Confederation of Independent Systems, maintaining Considering the complicated relationship of mutual suspicion between Tang Xiao and Count Dooku, it can be said that he is the person who deserves the most credit.
Now over 60 years old, she still looks extremely capable. She never lets her hair exceed her cheeks, and she is always so calm and calm.
And her husband, the current Prime Minister of the Dawn Principality, Francis Underwood, is now roaring loudly in the living room like a raging bull. He was so angry that he grabbed a wine bottle from nowhere and tried to smash it down.
"Oh! That won't work." Claire Underwood stopped her coldly and said: "This bottle of wine is the luminous fruit wine sent from the planet Malastar. In fact, compared to this bottle of wine, The wine was smashed, I suggest you have a drink."
"I...Fuc..." Francis Underwood raised his hand and wanted to smash it, but finally held back. He suddenly loosened the tie around his neck, opened the bottle cap and took a big gulp.
This frighteningly expensive luminous fruit wine was indeed quite useful. Although Francis's chest was still heaving violently, he finally calmed down and stopped smashing things.
"That guy! That guy still removed Chris Anderson! Fuck!!" Francis Underwood cursed, his face turned red, "Why? Ah, for No. 0 Battle plan! For this ridiculous thing, he will withdraw all those who don’t agree with him!”
“Chris Anderson?” Claire? -Underwood stepped forward, took the bottle from her husband, took a sip from the mouth of the bottle, and returned the bottle to him, "He has not been able to satisfy Planet Vazian for four months in a row. The demand for materials caused the construction period of the Dyson ring to be delayed for at least two months. It was expected that it would be replaced. Instead of worrying about why he was replaced, it is better to think about why you were not replaced. How about planning for his replacement four months in advance?" Francis pointed at Claire and shook his index finger and said, "Don't talk to me like that, Claire, you should know what we are facing now. You know, no matter who they replace, the result will only be worse! Tang Xiao, that’s right! It’s him!”
“It’s okay to remove Chris Anderson. "Claire Underwood dusted off her cigarette, "Who did it?"
"Zemo." Francis Underwood spit out a name through his teeth.
Claire nodded slightly, slightly surprised, "Oh? Zemo? I can probably understand why you are so angry."
"He is just a sycophant! He only knows how to lick Tang Xiao Big-legged dog!” said Francis Underwood, “He shouldn’t have been responsible for any official appointment! And he did it anyway! That’s right, because he’s Don! A dog beside Xiao! You understand! A dog beside Tang Xiao can do it!”
“Now, under the premise of the No. You can't change anything." Claire said lightly.
“That’s the problem.” Francis Underwood took another sip of wine, “What is Operation Plan Zero? It’s the war lunatics from the Supreme Command. He spiced it up and thought about it. This is a crazy idea! It’s an idea they came up with to cater to Tang Xiao, the biggest lunatic! As long as Tang Xiao is happy, they will invest a lot of money! Big! But who will bear the consequences!"
Claire didn't speak, just smoked silently, leaving Francis with a sharp profile.
"This plan is to let us all die, do you understand? This is a crazy behavior that I can't even call it gambling." Francis Underwood's eyes were a little red, "Obviously we can have a better choice! I always thought that the completion of the Dyson Ring would make those crazy people quiet down and see the results of our construction! See our future! But no!! What they are talking about now is how With the support of the Dyson Ring, we can better carry out that shit Zero Operation Plan!”
Claire still didn’t speak. She came to the table, put out her cigarette, and raised her hand to wave to France! Si handed the bottle over almost instinctively, and she took it and took another big sip.
After venting for a while, Francis Underwood seemed to be tired. He sat directly on the ground along the legs of the table and said with a long sigh, "Twenty years ago, he was just a talker. Mao's little boy came to beg me and planned a vision for the so-called imperial prime minister..."
"But you believed it." Claire Underwood knelt down gently and talked to her husband. Side by side, hand over the cigarette box. After Francis took out a cigarette, he lit it with a classic match.
"Rather than believe it, it's better to say that it was my only choice." Francis blew out a long column of smoke into the sky. "After I had a little understanding of the situation at that time, I realized that the Galactic Republic at that time was far from what I was qualified to do. The stage to set foot on. My only choice is here, the fourth civilization. But..."
"War." Claire said the word for him.
"That's right...war." Francis shook his head, "All he thinks about is war, and all he wants is war." (End of Chapter)