Chapter 636: Borrowing Food
This may be the most luxurious banquet in the history of Zishi Manor.
It has a history of thousands of years, has the largest and most magnificent building complex in Hades' upper nest, and even has an independent climate environment system, as well as the strictest security system.
Just recently, all the gentlemen, celebrities and upper class in the hive city gathered here, including officers of the local guard, and even the Mechanicus sent two mechanical priests.
However, the real guests have not arrived yet.
Naturally, such a grand banquet cannot be held in ordinary places in the hive city, because those areas do not have enough comfortable gravity, and they are not suitable for the identity of the owner.
Sir Florent Webb, the most prestigious nobleman in the Hades Hive, is famous for his ability to accept both black and white. He is also the speaker of the Hive Council elected by everyone - the chief executive of the Hades Hive. Although appointed by the planetary governor, the actual power lies with the hive council.
Therefore, this knight is the real controller of the hive.
We were about to arrive at our destination. Alex paced back and forth in the cabin. Although the frequency was not fast, the sound of his boots hitting the floor was still as dull as the entire transport plane was shaking.
This plan cannot fail.
He thought anxiously as his feet became heavier and heavier.
“Why are you so anxious, sir?”
His assistant, Jon Abbott, a trainee political commissar who had just graduated from Chungse College for a year, was standing in the cabin at some point.
"If it fails, then Hades Hive has lost its last hope."
"Sir, you have done what you can, and everything must ultimately follow the Emperor's will. ”
Although still anxious, Yaric stopped pacing.
“Oh, you little brat, you’re pretending to be a priest.”
The trainee political commissar smiled and handed over a data pad.
"Well, sir, those people have arrived at the predetermined location. Everything went well. They did not encounter any obstruction."
Yarek looked at the data board carefully twice more. His brows gradually relaxed.
"Okay, okay, there should be no problem with the next step of the plan."
Suddenly, there was a tremor under his feet, followed by shaking, and Alex understood what was going on.
“Let’s go.”
Taking a deep breath, he took off the big-brimmed hat from the wall. After taking a look at the eagle emblem on it, he put it on his head and looked toward his deputy. Go down the lowered ramp.
The grand hall of Purple Stone Manor covers thousands of square meters. Just from the exquisite decoration on the walls, you can see that the owner is very attentive to it.
There is also a name here, known as the "Golden Garden". It is equipped with the most advanced air conversion system and purification system of the Mechanicus, which can create almost pure natural forest air, and can also be adjusted to ocean air or plateau air at any time.
On weekdays, this place is rarely opened. It is only opened when entertaining very, very distinguished guests.
And this time, it was exactly this kind of guest who came.
“The alien invasion is imminent, and Commissar Yarrick has single-handedly shouldered the responsibility of surrounding the hive. We have no way to help, so we can only prepare a little wine and bless the commissar, hoping that the commissar can win and defeat the aliens. , defend my homeland!”
Sir Florent Webb is a lean and capable middle-aged man, wearing a decent dress, his beard and long back hair are shiny, and his movements are all beautiful. Shows aristocratic temperament.
No one would have thought that this seemingly gentle nobleman would be the biggest mastermind in the underground world of Hades's nest.
The hall was already full of people, all men and women wearing various dresses. Some of them were nobles, some were factory owners, and some were bureaucrats in the administrative system.
But without exception, the nervous color before the war could not be seen on their faces.
This is also easy to understand. No matter what happens to the nest in the end, they, the residents of the spire, can use their own private aircraft to escape.
Despair and death most of the time only belong to the residents under the spire.
Of course, this does not mean that they have no losses. After all, most of their properties are within the hive.
Looking at these smiling upper class people, Alex stood on the ceremonial stage like a star holding the moon, and then he took the silver plate from the servitor's hand with a smile on his face. Get a goblet.
"Okay, thanks to Sir Webb, let's drink a toast to defeating the alien." "Yes, yes, cheers."
Wei with a sincere smile on his face Sir Bu immediately raised his glass, and everyone agreed.
A cup of it is the most precious adult wine, and its value is enough to keep the lower hives alive for several years.
Yarrick put down the cup and said loudly:
"I am carrying out the duty given by the Holy Emperor to defend this place from alien intrusion. I also need your full help."
"Of course."
Sir Webb took over.
"The Hades Nest is also our home, and it is our duty to contribute to the defense."
Yarrick did not respond, but just took a step forward and said loudly:
"Everyone, the aliens are coming fiercely, and this is not a problem that can be solved in the short term. In the future, we may face a brutal and difficult siege, and there are only two keys that determine the success of the siege: morale and food."
Arric held up two fingers.
“Morale, we must share the same hatred of the enemy, treat everyone equally, put aside all differences in rank and position, and be determined to die before we can defend the city.”
As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere at the scene became a lot colder.
But Yarick was still talking to himself.
“As for food, after the hive city is besieged, foreign aid will inevitably be cut off. The official inventory of the hive city may be enough to support it for a while, but if the siege lasts for more than half a year, then the soldiers are likely to be hungry. There's a war."
Yarrick turned to look at Sir Webb.
“Sir, you must not want to see this kind of scene, right?”
"Of course."
Sir Webb still had a calm smile on his face.
"If the political commissar needs anything, just say it."
"Okay, I will make it clear that I am here today to collect private food stocks and food for the follow-up city defense plan. The processing plant must coordinate the distribution, and I hope you can help me.”
This sentence immediately detonated the entire hall. Those people were either panicked, or looked sad, or filled with indignation.
"Is he crazy?"
"This is a robbery!"
"We must report to the governor! Call now!"
Yarrick had already expected it If this was the case, he sighed softly, and then raised his voice by another tune.
“I promise that these factories and inventories will be returned to you intact in the future, and the empire will also compensate you for any losses. Everyone must think clearly, if the nest is not protected, what will happen to the property in your hands? , the factory, and the servants can’t be saved, right? The green skin is still cheaper in the end?”
In fact, he can also use violence to force expropriation. This is his power as a wartime commander and political commissar, but that is also the last resort. Once this happens, it means falling out with the entire Shangchao, and he himself has no way out.
At this time, Sir Webb suddenly spoke up.
“That’s what the political commissar said.”
The smile on his face never seemed to change.
"Recently, General Ares Jacques, the newly appointed commander by the Governor, is about to take office. Why not wait until he arrives before negotiating to resolve the matter?"
For a moment, Alec hesitated.
He really didn’t know this news, and he didn’t know if the other party was lying to him or if he really had inside information.
But these words did give the little nobles below a shot in the arm, making their opposition even higher——
(End of this chapter)