Political Victim

When Francis said that he would directly give them the blueprint of the Battleship, Toonbuck Toora smiled even more, and her fat body was shaking. It is true that Planet Sy Myrth has a well-developed industry, but most of their industry was also developed in cooperation with the Trade Federation for reprocessing and OEM orders.

In addition, the Sy Myrthians are hard-working, physically strong, have a population of 10 billion, and have a high IQ, so they have developed to this day.

But at this time, the Sy Myrthians were like rabbits in the 20th century. They had developed industries but lacked industrial resources, they had almost no core technology, and there were almost no things designed and built by themselves.

Think about it, if the rabbit was given a blueprint of the Ticonderoga-class Cruiser in the 1990s, the rabbit might not have a month of national celebration. The same is true for the Sy Myrthians. This blueprint for the Assault-class Light Destroyer not only allows them to have the ability to build this kind of warship by themselves, but they can also draw inferences about other cases through related technologies, and then let their own technology achieve a leap forward!

You must know that looking at the entire Galaxy, there are no more than 100 planets or forces capable of designing and manufacturing 100-meter-class spacecraft by themselves, and most of them are concentrated in the inner ring and core area, and basically have no relationship with the outer ring star area.

In fact, the cooperation of Planet Sy Myrth is in favor from top to bottom with both hands and feet. Toonbuck Toora also took this opportunity to increase her influence on Planet Sy Myrth to a higher level. The reason why she came here to complain to Francis Underwood was to get some benefits.

Francis is also very good, telling her directly that the profit of the 20 Revelation-class Light Cruisers is only 95%. In other words, they will directly divide the remaining 5% of the profit. This is a huge sum of hundreds of thousands of credit points, and it is directly given to individuals!

The two chatted happily for a while, and Francis also said that he would introduce a top costume designer on Planet Dawn to Toora, which made her even more elated.

The strategic partnership between Planet Dawn and Planet Sy Myrth was confirmed at a luxurious breakfast. All that is left is for Tang Xiao to find an opportunity to go to the Planet Sy Myrth for mutual visits. You visit me a few times, then sign a secret agreement to start a formal cooperation.

Toonbuck Toora is in a good mood now. She wiped out all the delicacies in front of her table, and the fat on her body seemed to have thickened again, but at this time her expression gradually became serious.

After eating the last plate of steak, to prevent the next topic from losing her appetite, she leaned over to Francis and asked in a low voice: "But some things that happened recently make us feel very worried, Mr. Francis."

"Oh? What else can our elegant Ms. Toora worry about?" Francis wiped his mouth and asked with a smile.

"This war between the Kaleesh people and the Yam'rii people..." Toonbuck Toora said in a low voice: "I am a little worried about the movement of the Galactic Republic... In fact, we all know, the Yam'rii are the invaders, but because of their own incompetence, the Kaleesh people beat them all the way to their planet."

Francis didn't speak, just asked the waiter to bring over two more glasses of after-dinner wine, and then waited for Toora to continue.

"And the Galactic Republic explicitly prohibits the slave trade, the genocide, and the invasion of the planets of other intelligent races. On these points, the Yam'rii have almost violated all of them. But even so, the Republic now... oh, I'm really worried that something like this will happen to us..." Toora said.

Francis said lightly: "You know what? The Kaleesh made two mistakes."

"What is wrong?"

"The first mistake is they also carried out genocide and invaded other intelligent race planets, which violated the constitution of the Galactic Republic, but in fact, this is not critical, one sentence can be erased. But the problem is that they committed the second A mistake..." Francis' expression became serious, "They think that as long as they eliminate the intruders, it doesn't matter anything else."

"I don't quite understand, Mr. Francis." Toora was a little puzzled.

"The Kaleesh people are still in the era of cold weapons after all. In their view, war is war. But for the current situation of the Galactic Republic, war is for politics." Francis took a sip of wine, "Kaleesh people, they won the war but, they didn't know how to act politically, and they didn't even want to contact the Republic... This is their most fatal mistake."

"But it's not their fault, is it?" Toonbuck Toora said.

"Strictly speaking, there is something wrong. That is, they are unwilling to abide by the rules set by the Galactic Republic." Francis said.

There was a grunt from Toonbuck Toora's upturned nose. She stood up and said sadly: "So, the tone of the matter has been set?"

"The Kaleesh invaded the home planet of the Yam'rii, slaughtered their people, and refused to accept the mediation of the Republic," Francis said lightly.

Toonbuck Toora drank her wine in one gulp. She had already drunk a lot today, and she was a little tipsy. She staggered towards the door.

When passing by Francis Underwood, she suddenly asked blankly: "Mr. Francis, what do you think of this rule of the Galactic Republic?"

Francis raised the wine glass in his hand and said inscrutably: "To our alliance."

...

The war between the Kaleesh and the Yam'rii gradually became clear over the next few days.

The Yam'rii colluded with the Trade Federation and bribed officials at all levels of the Galactic Republic. And because the war that took place in the wild space was considered by many officials to have no political impact, in other words, it didn't matter if the envelope belonged to them, so they started to take action one after another.

Taking money is necessary to do things, not to mention that although the matter is ignorant of conscience, it will not affect their political career, so it doesn't matter.

When you manage a village, the life and death of every villager is a big deal. When you manage a country, the concept of life begins to blur, and the interests of the collective often ride on the head. And when you are facing a Galaxy with a population of hundreds of trillions, these things are really just a number.

A completely biased, and simply biased, report was placed on the desk of the Galactic Supreme Chancellor Finis Valorum.

The Kaleesh people fought back against an Interstellar Civilization as a Cold Weapon Civilization in order to get rid of the fate of being enslaved and slaughtered by the Yam'rii. Faced with a huge gap in technology and strength, they paid a price and casualties that far surpassed that of the Yam'rii, but they still continued to advance, just for the future of their own Civilization.

Generations of Kaleesh people shed their blood, and under the leadership of the two gods of war, Sheelal and Kummar, they won successively. In the end, even Kumar himself paid the price of his life.

However, just as they were about to achieve victory...

Them...

By the Galactic Republic...

Are an aggressor.