Chapter 200: Terribly Wrong, Doing What You Know Is Impossible
Regarding the fake legion, reactions from all sides were mixed.
The old ministers on Yu Chen's side all agreed that this matter was of great importance and once it fermented, it would easily give people a chance to criticize.
Now they are only using Bai Ling's name to rob ships. If they can't control themselves later and start burning, killing and looting, the reputation that Commander Bai has worked so hard to build up will be ruined.
On the other hand, Sava and Kidd were eager to try.
"Before, we were struggling over which planet to start conquering. This is just the right opportunity. They have already paved the way for us. We can just go with the flow and save some effort."
Bai Ling listened to the opinions of both sides and did not rush to make a decision.
He is still waiting for news.
There is a rule in the military intelligence community that no single source of information can be trusted. Now all they heard and heard came only from the tips from Yu Chen's subordinates. The content was not detailed enough, much of it was second-hand information, and the cause and effect were not explained clearly.
Bai Ling hopes to get a clearer report to find out who is using his name and why.
But he had no contacts at the scene, and it would probably take a lot of time to collect intelligence.
At this time, Hal suddenly said: "There is someone we know in the town where the incident happened."
Bai Ling was startled for a moment, then remembered something and found the aggressive reply from the mailing list.
Fortunately, I didn’t delete it.
Bai Ling organized the wording and sent an email to the veterans.
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The gar had not expected that robbing a merchant ship would be so easy.
He took a group of girls and boys with him and plundered all the supplies on the ship, even the most unpalatable emergency food.
Afterwards, they moved out the transparent safe, and pairs of curious eyes were reflected on the glass, tilting their heads to look at the priceless painting.
"This is it. You want to sell it for 5 billion?"
"No, there are three more sets below, plus two bottles."
"You know what, I seem to have seen this painting in an art history book. It seems to be a gift from Picasso to his lover, called "Dream". Conger Eel has many mistresses, and I guess he bought it to give to one of them."
As soon as the words fell, the damselfish kicked the wall hard and said angrily:
"He's squandering our money, our tax dollars!"
Mysid comforted him: "Now these paintings belong to us."
They had inquired in advance and found out that the Duke of Moray had already paid for the paintings, so they did get their things back in name only.
But then, they suddenly discovered that famous paintings and antiques were too difficult to cash in. They don't know any rich people, so they have no way to help.
The original expectations were dashed in an instant.
However, the young people in the team were very optimistic. They suggested: "When Commander Bai comes back, we can give it to Commander Bai."
“Good idea!”
"Commander Bai's boyfriend is Mr. D. He is a wealthy businessman and will definitely be able to find a buyer. When the time comes, we can sell it and raise military funds for Ye Xing."
Everyone became happier and happier as they talked, except for the damselfish and the mysid shrimp, who turned their heads away silently without saying a word.
They knew that Commander Bai would not come.
Because all of this is just a huge lie they made up.
Can't come true.
After the meeting, the mysids and damselfish walked silently, side by side along the coastal path.
The mysid kicked the pebbles one by one, looking absent-mindedly. He looked at the damselfish, who was also daydreaming, and suddenly stopped and said:
"Gartfish, why don't we stop it."
The damselfish seemed to wake up, trembling all over, and immediately asked: "Stop? Now?"
Mysid looked at his companions, "You know, my mother has already started to imagine whether to cook bean soup or sausage rice to entertain Commander Bai when he comes to our house."
The damselfish lowered his head and murmured, "Actually, I've thought about that too."
Mysid frowned: "But you know that's fake. Everyone is full of hope now, which is a good thing, but if one day the bubble bursts, my mother will definitely collapse."
The gar hesitated.
When the two of them first pretended to be Commander Bai, they only wanted to gather people and grab some canned meat to eat. He never expected that things would develop so quickly that almost everyone around him would get involved.
"Let me think about it..." The damselfish tried to find an excuse with an evasive look in his eyes. "After all, you know, we have finally managed to cheer ourselves up. We can't... we can't suddenly throw cold water on everyone now—"
"——Yellow-haired boy, do you know how much trouble you have caused?"
Suddenly, a mocking voice sounded from behind them.
The two young men trembled in fear and immediately drew the daggers from their waists and pointed them at the people behind them, "Who?"
When I looked up, I saw a drunken man walking out of the shadows, with an artificial stomach bag hanging on his waist, swaying as he walked. It was full, proving that he had drunk a lot of alcohol.
The gar was a little surprised to see that it was a wine sac.
He hadn't seen this guy for some time.
While they were organizing the event busily, the deserted little restaurant was packed again, but the wine bag that always leaned on the bar before never came back.
They were too noisy for the wineskin.
He does nothing all day long, acting as if nothing has happened. While others were running around for hunger, he moved a chair in front of the building he rented to bask in the sun.
There was usually a beer bottle at his feet, and the light passed through the glass bottle, casting a green light on the ground.
The wine bag stared at the light for hours, as if the shooting sounds from the Ghost Squad and the patrol team in the next street had nothing to do with him.
A damselfish fish passed by one day and saw this scene.
He was so angry that he went back to his father and said, "How could he be like this? He is the only eagle here. Everyone else is fighting, but he is like a puddle of mud, unable to climb up the wall."
His father sighed and taught him: "Don't be too harsh on a person who has lost hope in life. You don't know what he has been through."
For some reason, after hearing what his father said, the pike felt the letter in his pocket become hot.
He clearly remembered that at the end of the letter, Commander Bai called Jiunang "comrade".
Comrades, people with the same aspirations, but the porgy was too young, and he couldn't imagine how such a messed up man could be a colleague of someone as noble and moral as Commander Bai.
When it came across the wine bag this time, the gar still thought he was here to ask for letters.
The gar thought that it would be better to return the letter to him.
He was about to take out his pocket, but Jiu Nang sneered: "Boy, if I were you, I would listen to my friends' advice and quit while I'm ahead."
The damselfish paused and said calmly, "This is none of your business. You are not one of us."
"Members? Your third-rate organization? It's not even a militia." Jiu Nang said with contempt, mercilessly belittling, "Your broken organization has long been leaking like a sieve, because you recruit people without distinguishing between good and bad, you don't know how to deploy strategies, you can only yell for everyone to charge... No one should be held responsible for your actions, including that cripple!"
Hearing the word "cripple", the gar got angry: "I said, don't call him cripple! You don't respect him at all."
"Do you think you are showing respect by cheating under his name?" Jiu Nang sneered and asked back.
The gar couldn't refute him, so it turned around and tried to leave with the mysid shrimp.
But I didn't expect that Jiunan was like he had taken the wrong medicine today. He didn't know what stimulated him, and he would not let him go no matter what. He immediately grabbed him and forced him to walk towards the city center, asking him to clarify the facts with everyone.
This is definitely the most active the wine sac has ever been seen by the gar.
"Apologize to them and say that you fabricated the letter and that it had nothing to do with Yexing."
The damselfish was being strangled by the neck, but he gritted his teeth and refused to do anything. "No, our fight is still going on!"
"You call that a battle?" Perhaps because he had drunk a lot of wine, he was very talkative today. He kept on talking, "How naive you are. You actually treat war as a joke."
"...What can you do to compete with the nobles? Do you have ships and cannons? Do you have interstellar weapons? Do you have hundreds of billions of funds to burn? You have nothing. There is no need to fight. You will definitely lose!"
The damselfish twisted its body in an attempt to break free from his grip, and retorted loudly: "You always throw cold water on us. We haven't even tried it yet, how do you know it's not possible!"
"Of course I know, because I—"
Because of something, Jiunan paused alertly before he could finish his words.
At that moment, everyone on the street heard a rumbling noise and the sound of windows opening one after another. People who were having dinner stuck their heads out in confusion, and first saw the passers-by downstairs craning their necks with shocked faces. Then they raised their heads, and then everything went dark before their eyes.
The huge, pitch-black giant blocked out the sky and filled the view from the gaps between the buildings. You couldn’t even see where it ended.
That was the Duke's warship. A horrific weapon that can destroy a town in an instant.
Tiny human beings will only be crushed into meat paste in front of the huge weapon of power.
The damselfish's pupils dilated rapidly as a shell flew over their heads and hit the building behind him with a deafening bang. Soon, gray smoke rose up, mixed with the smell of burning protein.
At that moment, he knew he was wrong, terribly wrong.
While they were still arguing about moral issues, the slave owners who ruled the planet had already figured out how to deal with their bodies.
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The bombing lasted for three days and three nights.
The Duke of Moray had been accustomed to a life far away from home and no one knew what the law was. In his opinion, his orders were the highest law, so when he ordered the removal of these disobedient residents, he didn't even frown.
No hesitation at all.
Indeed, there was nothing to be afraid of about him. As one of the six grand dukes of the empire, he was equivalent to a local prince. In the Middle Ages, he was considered a lord in the kingdom.
If it were the Isuparaiso era, he might have restrained himself a little, but now that the useless octopus on the throne couldn't do anything to him, he became even more unscrupulous.
And unlike Heinz who was only a duke in name only, he actually controlled the army.
The Duke of Moray didn't take the bombing seriously at all, nor did he care how many people died. They were just untouchables, and he even thought it was dirty to use their bodies for land reclamation.
But not long after, he caught some people who claimed to be members of the "Ghost Legion". These people gnashed their teeth and shouted loudly before they died, saying that Commander Bai would never let him go.
Duke Moray was furious. He immediately wrote a letter to Duke Swordfish on the capital planet, "That little bastard actually sent people to conduct espionage activities on my planet! He incited the people to oppose me!"
Duke Swordfish: "This is a serious violation of international law. You must teach them a lesson and let them know who the real master is."
Duke Moray followed his advice and decided to carry out a major cleansing of the entire planet. He wanted to capture those who opposed him, kill them all and throw them into the sea.
Suddenly, the azure coastline turned red.
It is said that the dried jellyfish produced by the conger star that year were all very plump and delicious.
At the same time, the Empire began to publicly accuse and put the blame on Commander Bai, claiming:
"The evil Bai Ling has planted a large number of spies on the peaceful and tranquil Moray Star. These spies force the innocent local people to provide them with resources and intend to fight against the local government."
"After the planetary governor Duke Moray learned of this, he immediately took action to capture a large number of spies from the Wild Planet among the civilian population and brought them to justice."
"Justice will finally be ours!"
This matter was widely reported on interstellar news. Overnight, all the accusations of the imperial government were directed at Bai Ling, who was called a "warmongerer" and "deliberately brought the war to the empire". "If it wasn't for you, how could the Duke of Moray have bombed?"
Being at the center of the storm, almost everyone advised Bai Ling to protect himself and clarify the matter as soon as possible.
Bai Ling also obtained documents that could be used to prove his innocence.
The grumpy old soldier from the Conger Star replied to him by email: [This incident was caused by my momentary negligence. A group of children picked up the letter and used it to recruit soldiers. I will stop it. Don't worry about it, just distance yourself from it, it's none of your business. ]
Still the same rude wording.
Bai Ling looked at the reply date, which was three days ago. It was the day the bombing began.
Behind him, dozens of screens were suspended, each showing the tragic situation of the moray eel star from a different angle. It was snowing heavily and it was terribly cold, but the people who had been killed in the explosion had visible heat coming out of the wounds on their stomachs.
Logically, these deaths had nothing to do with him.
If he had a harder heart, he could have simply thrown out the evidence and saved himself from the crime.
"What do you think?" Bai Ling turned sideways and looked at the man leaning against the desk.
Yu Chen looked over and met Bai Ling's eyes. No matter how familiar they are with each other, a 60% compatibility is not enough for an alpha to sense the omega's mood, but an idealistic supporter can definitely read his partner's thoughts.
Yu Chen raised his lips, met Bai Ling's gaze and said: "Fake legion, fake number, what it brings is real oppression, real resistance——"
Does authenticity matter? To them, it doesn't matter at all.
"There's still one missing." Bai Ling said suddenly.
"What?"
"We're missing a real Commander Bai."
On that day, the military order was issued and the entire army was ready to go forward to provide support.
Yu Chen was in a meeting with veteran officials. The experienced and experienced old men shook their heads and said pertinently that Commander Bai had taken too much of a risk this time.
"How on earth did you agree to this?"
The old ministers couldn't help asking.
In the virtual image, the monarch's shadow thought about it and said slowly: "At that time, I also explained the interests to him and told him that if he got involved in this matter, the losses might far outweigh the gains."
"But he came over, held my hand, looked me in the eyes and said, 'Let's make this real'."
The old ministers took a deep breath and put themselves in the situation. It’s really not surprising that so many people would rise up in rebellion because of Commander Bai’s name.
Knowing that something is impossible but still doing it requires a strong sense of faith.
The monarch smiled happily and said, "If he can convince even me, what else can't he do?"
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