Chapter 576 Not a Thing

She is a very smooth woman who has always acted impeccably, so how could she make such a mistake?

Tang Fang knew this well, but he didn't tell everyone. He just told them not to worry, then patted Freya on the shoulder and told her to go with him to the "Persian".

As soon as the girl heard this, she knew that she didn't have to endure those boring conversations in the conference room, so she took his arm and rushed out of the conference room like a gust of wind.

Get out of the conference room, go to the hangar to take a small shuttle, leave "Cristile" and fly to the 44th Fleet assembly point on the other side of "Lachesis".

During this period, a heated dialogue was taking place on the bridge of the "Persian".

Pompeii Clark said: "Why don't you take the opportunity to destroy the shuttle? Once such a good opportunity is missed, you will regret it one day. It will be a disaster to keep that kid."

"I don't need you to tell me whether he is a disaster." Nakamura Meihui looked at him coldly: "Do you think a smart person like him can't think of this? O'Neill used conspiracy and tricks to deal with him, and ended up ruining himself. The Night Legion was buried by him, do it? You try it, I can guarantee that as long as you dare to open fire, the 44th Fleet will definitely suffer a head-on blow."

Pompeii Clark is still skeptical about the image data he saw before: "If 'Mubarak' has really fallen, why did he only show us aerial images? Or in that night, how do you know he is not cheating us ?”

"How is the situation of 'Mubarak'? It will be confirmed when the scout ship arrives at its destination. So what if he is lying to us? This is your excuse for starting a war? First, he must not die, not only we cannot Move him. And protect him, not only because of his status in the hearts of the people of the Covenant, but also because he is the leader of the Garcia Rebel Army and will play a pivotal role in the ensuing war. Second, only he is alive.' The Morningstar Forge' won't disintegrate, and the biological battleship technology will stay in the territory of the Star Alliance, so that it can be used by us. Third, this is the Star Alliance, not an autocratic country, and the law does not allow us to do that."

"Major General Pompeii. Please put away your militaristic feelings." Mie Nakamura looked into his eyes, as if she could see the fanatical soul hidden inside: "If people like you are allowed to manage the country and the army, the Star Alliance will definitely die. Fall into the abyss of eternal doom."

"You can call me a stinky woman, or even call me a slut, but... if you make me realize that you will bring harm to the Star Alliance. I will kill you without hesitation."

When she said this, she changed her flirtatious expression from the past, and became very serious and cold. Her eyes were like a big sword with a cold light, sweeping across Pompeii and the silent guards behind him.

He brought a lot of people to the "Persian" today,

More than ever before, many staff members on the "Persian" appeared very nervous, and even the chief engineer rushed from the power system to the bridge.

"I'm just worried that the kid will have a conflict with the general."

"So much the better."

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Not for long. The shuttle successfully arrived at the main staging area of ​​the 44th Fleet and berthed into the hangar of the "Persian".

Nakamura Mie led several low-level officers to wait at the door of the hangar, and nodded slightly when he saw him get off the plane. Without saying anything, he directly led him to the combat conference room behind the bridge.

I met many staff members of the "Persian" along the way, some of them focused on Tang Fang and wondered how brave he was to bring only one girl to the "Persian". Clark was extremely dissatisfied with him.

Another part of the staff focused on Freya. This good-looking girl is different from ordinary girls, not because she can levitate and fly. It's a difference in temperament, it looks like a harmless kitten. However, for some veterans, they will be keenly aware of a hint of danger, which is vague and faint, appearing and disappearing from time to time.

Pompeii Clark did not go to pick up the plane, but followed Mie Nakamura's order and waited in the combat conference room. When several people entered the door, he squinted and looked at the young man with half of his body behind Mie Nakamura, deliberately turning his face cold hardened like a piece of black ice radiating chill.

This is the first time the two have met each other, and it can be seen that they don't like each other very much.

Freya shook his hand and asked, "Don't you like him?"

Tang Fang felt that there was no need to disguise his emotions in front of her, so he nodded and said, "I don't like her."

"Oh." The little girl broke free from his arms, turned around in the air, and fell on the conference table like cotton wool. Her little feet stood on tiptoe, and her tender white toes touched the table, matching her silver feet with blue light. Huan, like a fairy descended from the sky, exudes a sense of holiness and simplicity.

Under Pompeii Clark's unbelievable gaze, she grabbed his collar and lifted it into the air like a chick. She couldn't see any playful emotion in her eyes, and said seriously: "Tang Fang said he doesn't like you, Tang Fang doesn't like you. I like you, and Freya doesn't like you either, should you leave by yourself? Or should I throw you outside?"

Everyone froze in place, some stared at those tender white jade feet and swallowed, some looked at Tang Fang's face in astonishment, but more people looked at Freya with unbelievable eyes, no one expected Without waiting for Pompeii to attack, this harmless little woman lifted him up from the seat first--with her slender hands, she lifted the 180-jin "object" with ease, as if Breathing is the same, so natural, so smooth, even the feet that touch the table never tremble.

A strong man like Pompeii Clark was lifted into the air by a little girl with one hand. This kind of shame is even worse than Tang Fang's run on when the two armies confronted each other. At least Tang Fang did it deliberately, and what the little girl did It's more like seeing him as a thing than a person.

He is not a thing, he is a person!

"Let me go..." Major General Pompeii roared angrily, reaching for his waist, where his gun, a "Predator", was located.

He will not be kind just because the other party is just a little girl, he really intends to shoot.

It's a pity that it was Freya who lifted him into the air, and before the gun was pulled out, it flew up to the ceiling like a metal object attracted by a magnet, and was firmly attached to the surface.

Several guards behind Pompeii tried to draw their guns. But without exception, they were all sucked away, stopped three feet in front of Freya's palm, and then fell to the ground like raindrops.

Then, a bangle on the girl's wrist that was similar in style to her ankle suddenly shot out a streak of blue hair, and she flicked it along. The black thread streaked across the ground, including those firearms, the floor coating, and the alloy tens of centimeters thick were split into two, leaving a long red-red groove with wisps of white smoke.

Nakamura Mie and the crew members behind her gasped, feeling that everything in front of them seemed to be a dream, and the original one was so cute and smart along the way. The girl who looked like a docile kitten turned into a colorful tiger king in an instant, driving Pompeii Clark and his guards to a dead end.

There is no doubt that as long as she thinks about it, those people will go to see Lord Yan in the next second.

As for Major General Pompeii... Nakamura Mie felt that if Freya exerted a little force, his head might be moved.

No one dared to move. No one thought that such fierce friction would occur as soon as the two sides met, which was far more sinister than when the two armies confronted each other just now, and all this came from the girl who once seemed harmless to humans and animals.

Pompeii's face was flushed from anger, shame, and aggrieved.

He couldn't figure out why the gun suddenly flew into the sky. When he was dazed, Freya had already carried her by the neck and flew to the door, and then he thought of resisting. He twisted his body vigorously to grab her hand.

At this moment, a jagged electric arc was bent from the arm that grabbed his collar. Bounce up and down, brightening Pompeii Clark's eyes.

He didn't dare to do it, it was because of his subconscious fear of death.

In the next second, he was thrown out the door, lying on the ground like an old dog, panting heavily. His face turned white and red, and emotions such as anger, shame, doubt, and shock flickered in his pupils.

Just like what Freya said just now. She doesn't like him, so she should throw him out the door as a matter of course. If Tang Fang hadn't been teaching her to be gentle, most people wouldn't be able to stop her from tossing about. I'm afraid Pompeii Clark would be a dead dog now, not an old dog.

There was no sound in the meeting room, only the crimson gully slowly faded, indicating that time was still passing.

Nakamura Mie wanted to say something, but couldn't find what to say. Freya was more willful than that kid, and she had no scruples. Just because she didn't like it, she dared to fight.

"Okay, Freya, if you continue to make trouble like this, you will tear down the meeting room."

Tang Fang pulled a chair in front of him and sat down, and said calmly.

Freya floated back to him, sitting on his lap as if no one else was there, and said, "Freya is very obedient, he is still alive."

In a word, everyone in the room was cold, and the guards brought by Pompeii Clark could not see a trace of blood on their faces. Mie Nakamura quickly gestured for them to leave here, so as not to offend the innocent and lovely fairy in the young man's arms. .

"let's start."

After watching the guards help the frightened Rear Admiral Pompeii up and walk towards the bridge, he straightened the little girl's body to prevent those little hands from going where they shouldn't touch in public.

Nakamura Mie took a deep breath, collected herself, and told the guards behind her to go out and wait, while she went to the communication console opposite the conference table to connect to the Naval Command in No Man's Land.

After a while, the holographic projection equipment on the other side of the conference table sprinkled a piece of blue light, slowly converging into a holographic portrait.

It was an old, but hale and hearty Caucasian man, about sixty-eight or nine years old. He was not wearing a military uniform, but wearing loose plain clothes. He looked like an old man who had just returned home from the square after exercising.

Sitting in a wheelchair, he looked at a man and a woman across the conference table with scrutiny. Maybe there were people in the strange Star Alliance who dared to be so undignified in front of him.

In the Star Alliance military circle, he is a well-deserved leader, and only those retired veterans who experienced the Star Alliance defense war 60 years ago are qualified to put on airs in front of him.

This made him a little unhappy, feeling that he didn't get the respect a five-star general should get.

"Are you Tang Fang?"

"right."

Tang Fang nodded, and whispered a few words in Freya's ear, and the little girl jumped off the ground unwillingly, and sat on the chair next to her, resting her chin on her hand, resting her elbow on the table, looking sideways at His eyes were focused like he was looking at a painting.

David Conan glanced around and only saw Mie Nakamura. He couldn't help frowning and asked, "Where are they?"

Nakamura Mie glanced at Freya's face, smiled awkwardly, and didn't say much.

David? Conan seemed to read something from her eyes. Don't ask Pompeii and others where they are. After all, he and Nakamura Mie have been in a relationship for a while, and it is easy to see what she wants to express from the eyes or expression.

"Is that true?"

David Conan shifted his gaze to Tang Fang's face again.

"I know you are surprised, and even more skeptical. I won't make more excuses. After the reconnaissance ship arrives at 'Mubarak', whether it is true or false will be determined."

David Conan said, "Tell me about the purpose of your request to see me."

He buried the shock in his heart, and he couldn't see the slightest move on his face. However, he knew better than anyone how difficult it was to gnaw down the hard bone of "Mubarak". Without the input of more than 6 conventional fleets, there would be no possible. If the content of that video data is true, doesn't it mean that he has the power to rival 6 fleets?

He learned of the existence of Behemoth and the existence of the Ypsilon battleship from Nakamura Mie, and also knew that the number of Tang Fang's biological battleships had reached more than 300, which was three times that of the original "Dilal Encounter".

It's not just that he didn't expect such a thing. Terry? Ferdinand, Adam? Oliver and others also did not expect.

Who would have thought that this guy would actually take "Mubarak". The Star Alliance has been forced by the political and military situation for so many years to solve the problems that have not been solved by him. completed below.

Indeed, this is a good thing, a great thing! The destruction of the Evil Night Legion has relieved the pressure on the no-man's-land navy, but a new problem has arisen, what should we do with the rising "Morning Star Foundry"? Still acting in accordance with the beating-based strategy formulated by those in the parliament? If one day pushes him into a hurry. The Night Legion is a good example.

When he first learned about this incident, David Conan's mind was in a mess. He didn't expect the "Morning Star Casting" that could not be put on the table in his heart. In a blink of an eye, it transformed from a kitten into a prairie lion, proclaiming its strength to the world with its sharp claws and fangs. Any force that interferes and provokes the "Morning Star Casting" will pay the price in blood.

It was an act of vengeance, and it was an example of Harrington Harris. The ones who are to be warned are the group of old ghosts in the Star Alliance Council, as well as David Conan.

Tang Fang is a smart man. It is impossible not to think of the role played by the No Man's Land Navy in the attack on "Dilal", but unfortunately he has no evidence. So this is the only way to issue a warning.

David Conan didn't report Captain Tang's return to "Dilal" to the council at the first time. He planned to find out what the young people said in advance before making any plans. In fact, even if Tang Fang didn't request to meet him, he would They will also ask Nakamura Mie to go to the "Christian" industrial park.

Today's Captain Tang is no longer a speculator who could only blackmail the government by kidnapping public opinion in the past, but a leader of the rebel army with strong military power.

As the old saying goes, how can you allow others to snore on the side of the couch.

"Dilar" has him, which is a threat to a certain extent, but on the other hand, the Star Alliance needs his existence, and there is no reason or excuse to attack "Morning Star".

This is an extremely contradictory matter, and it is also a very sensitive issue.

Tang Fang was very clear about David Conan's psychology, but this was the other party's problem, not his own.

"Please order the 44th Fleet to leave 'Dilal' immediately."

He used the word "please", and the wording was very polite, and he was not complacent about killing "Mubarak".

Nakamura Mie breathed a sigh of relief, but was not surprised by this request.

David Conan didn't answer right away, he frowned and thought for a while, and said, "I can't promise you this right away."

Tang Fang said: "'Dilal' is no longer guarded by the Star Alliance navy, and 'Morning Star Forge' has sufficient self-protection capabilities."

David Conan said: "The request for the navy to send troops is the meaning of Bill Bohm, the chairman of 'Venus Pharmaceuticals'."

What he said was polite, but his meaning was not polite. He pointed out a point of view. In the eyes of the government and the army, "Dilal" was made by "Venus Pharmaceuticals", not "Morning Star".

Tang Fang did not refute it, and he was not able to refute it. What Admiral David said was the truth. "Dilal" was originally leased by "Venus Pharmaceutical". He did the same thing --- doves occupy the magpie's nest, and the so-called "cooperation" is his slanderous behavior, but due to economic and political pressure, Bill Bohm dare not deny that's all.

Perhaps in the eyes of the people of the Star Alliance, "Dilal" is the shared property of "Morning Star Foundry" and "Venus Star Pharmaceuticals", but in terms of Star Alliance law, "Morning Star Foundry" has no claim.

"'Mubarak''s Eve Army has been wiped out, and the Covenant's defense line in the no-man's land should also move forward. I believe that with the identity and position of a general, this is something that goes with the trend."

He can't make a claim at the legal level, but he can save the country with a curve.

The fall of "Mubarak" was a major defeat for the Sulu Empire, but it was a great thing for the Star Alliance. Fighting on the border is naturally far better than fighting in no man's land.

As long as the Covenant navy stationed in no man's land advances to "Mubarak", the 44th Fleet has no reason to protect the home of "Dilal".

David Conan looked at him, stared at him, and felt for the first time that Terry Ferdinand's adjectives for him were in place. This kid is really smart. (to be continued)

ps: Happy birthday to "Lai Bed", o(n_n)o~~