"I have already said that negotiations cannot solve any problems. We must declare our position preemptively before the First Fleet is equipped with new equipment! Force them to recognize the current situation! "
The so-called current situation was the reality that Martians could get better development under the rule of Mars. From now on, they would no longer need to transfuse to the "suzerain" economically, and they would no longer need to sell cheap industrial costs to support the consumer needs of tens of billions of people. They would formulate tariffs and immigration policies to protect the rights and interests of Martians, instead of following Pan-Asia's lead as before …
The name of the person who said this was Gao Ruiming, Xiao Hong's office secretary and his advisor. It could even be said that the reason why Xiao Hong was able to become the mayor of Tiangong City so smoothly was at least half of the credit.
"We still have to dream, future Mr. Secretary-General. If we can avoid war, it is naturally the best. If not, we must at least have a moral advantage. "
Xue Hong looked at the reply in the holographic screen, especially when he read the paragraph about the stationing of troops, a touch of worry appeared in his eyes.
What he was worried about was not his personal future, or the fate of Pan-Asian Cooperation, but this inevitable moment in history. There was a better solution.
First, they would openly expand their military through the establishment of the Mars Defense Fleet. Then, when the strength of the Second Fleet was comparable to that of the First Fleet, they would further help their friends — the other Martian cities achieve independence. Finally, they would slowly seek their own independence.
But now it seemed that Li Guangya did not intend to give them this opportunity.
The two moves of the drill and the stationing of troops were tantamount to cutting off his thoughts in this regard.
"Obviously, the olive branch we threw out was exchanged for shackles on our hands and feet." Xue Hong's index finger swept across the holographic screen. He turned off the reply from the Pan-Asian authorities with regret. "… If only the accident had been successful a year ago."
The so-called accident naturally referred to the hijacking of flight N-177 a year ago.
According to their original plan, the hijacked flight N-177 would directly hit the Tianzhou Space Station. The space garbage formed would directly reduce the navigation safety factor of the entire geosynchronous orbit by two levels. Even the supplies of the Moon Palace Space Station and the Lagrange Space Base would be seriously affected.
At that time, they only needed to take over the supply line of the Lagrange Space Base while making a request to the Pan-Asian authorities to strengthen patrols in the asteroid belt. The Pan-Asian authorities had little choice.
They could use the ten years gained from the crash to strengthen the autonomy of the Mars colony bit by bit, expand the size of the Mars defense fleet, and finally achieve true independence.
Xiao Hong even thought about what his name would be, but who would have thought that an old antique who had been sleeping for a hundred years would actually follow him on that death flight, using a fake passport that no one knew where he got it from.
If that was all, it would be fine. At most, this guy would die on that flight soon after he woke up. However, no one expected this guy to actually kill the hijacker.
As a result, not only were their plans disrupted, but they were also forced to lay low for an entire year. If it weren't for the intelligence crisis that had severely damaged the global economy and caused the Pan-Asian Cooperation to further escalate its industrial dependence on Mars, they might have had to endure for a few more years …
However, it was impossible for him to continue tolerating it.
Warp speed technology had made a breakthrough. Once faster than light communication and faster than light cruise were realized, the advantage of the Mars colony in distance would no longer exist, and the Pan-Asian Cooperation would definitely take back the autonomy of Mars.
Or at least, they would turn them into a new special economic zone, like Guanghan City.
"It's useless to regret what has already happened. What we have to do now is that they have a knife to our neck." Gao Ruiming continued in a serious tone as he stared intently at the mayor sitting behind the desk, "If we don't act now, we will be very passive."
Xue Hong pondered for a while, looked at his office secretary, and asked.
"How is the preparation going?"
Hearing these words, Gao Ruiming finally showed a smile on his face. He spoke in a confident voice.
"Thanks to the space elevator orders that have expanded our production capacity, coupled with the actions of the Outer Star System Colonization Foundation … Now we can blatantly build ships in geosynchronous orbit and then transfuse blood to our 'fleet'. According to the feedback from our 'commander', the number of starships we have has reached 50. Although there is still a certain gap between us and the First Fleet in terms of scale, with the advantages of supply and shipping routes, as well as the support of other space pirates, as long as we turn this war into a protracted war, the final victory will be ours. "
Xiao Hong sighed faintly and shook his head.
"Quantity has no meaning. The key is quality. A starship with a warp speed engine facing a starship equipped with a traditional engine is like a jet facing a propeller plane. Do you understand what I mean? We need warp speed technology. That is our only chance of winning. So what I need to confirm now is whether the factory of East Asia Heavy Industries on Mars has already started to produce orders from the First Fleet. If so, how long will it take to complete the production of the second 'complete version' of the engine? "
The complete version's warp speed was said to be several times faster than the demo version. It could even completely surpass the speed of light and cross a distance of 1 to 2AU in a few seconds.
If the First Fleet was equipped with such engines, they wouldn't have to think about getting rid of the control of the Pan-Asian Cooperation. Forget about the solar system, even the world outside the solar system would be under their control.
Gao Ruiming saw the fear in Mayor Xiao's eyes, so he nodded slightly.
"I understand what you mean."
"That's good." Mayor Xiao nodded. "You should know what to do now."
…
In a private house on the edge of Tiangong City.
A man in a brown trench coat handed a black card to Wang Peng while speaking.
"I have sorted out the information you asked for. The basic situation is the same as what I told you last time. At present, we have enough evidence to prove that The Spirit of The Universe Foundation has moved its base from Earth to here. I have been following the clues in this regard during this period of time … But interestingly, I have found something very interesting recently."
After putting away the card containing important information, Wang Peng cast a questioning look at him.
"What is it?"
"Remember the plane crash a year ago?"
Wang Peng frowned slightly. He spoke in an uncertain tone.
"You mean … Flight N-177?"
"Yes."
"Of course I remember, is there a problem?"
He still remembered what happened when he had just woken up from this era.
Wang Peng still remembered that when Director Li came to visit him, the two of them saw the news of the hijacking of flight N-177 on the holographic TV screen.
It was at that time that he learned that Lu Zhou was still alive.
The man in the brown trench coat nodded. He glanced at the whiteboard full of photos hanging on the wall with a worried expression on his face.
"Maybe I'm just overthinking. When I was investigating the entry and exit records, I found several names that shouldn't have appeared on them, as well as a batch of goods that passed through customs without inspection. And when I followed these clues, I found the characters N-177. "
"You mean … the hijacking of flight N-177 was actually an act of the foundation?"
"If only it were that simple." The man in the brown trench coat shook his head and said with a complicated expression, "I found a name that shouldn't have appeared in a signed document."
Wang Peng: "Who?"
"The current mayor." The man continued, "I checked his resume. This time last year, he was the director of the Colonial Customs Bureau."
A dignified expression appeared in Wang Peng's eyes.
"I will pay attention to this matter."
"Okay, thank you." The man made a helpless expression, shrugged his shoulders, and continued, "After all, with my authority, I am not qualified to investigate such a big shot. In addition, I have a suggestion. "
Wang Peng looked at him seriously and asked, "Go ahead."
"It's best to find Academician Lu as soon as possible." The man continued in a speculative tone, "If flight N-177 is really related to Mayor Xiao … Isn't his situation a bit tricky?"
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