An Unscientific Mechanic

"... Is that Rommel famous?" The blue-skinned, middle-aged handsome man looked puzzled.

On the other side, Captain Pike, Admiral Picard and others looked up at the sky and coughed continuously.

"A famous general during the Second World War on Earth, known as the Desert Fox, the Imperial Eagle, and handsome when he was young."

"Please recommend it."

"He's from hundreds of years ago, so it's a bit troublesome to introduce him." Ian coughed dryly, a little embarrassed.

"Really." Longmei... Demel was a little disappointed. "Then, the first time I meet the chief, I am First-Class General Elke Demel, Commander of the Galactic Front of the Galactic Empire, and this is the Minister of Propaganda of the Galactic Empire, Misera Celestra."

"We met for the first time. I am the supreme commander of the Unified Cooperation Command, Ian Varsity. By the way, my job title should be Grand Commander."

"Ah, sorry."

"It's okay, next time I will remember to annotate in Cylas."

"Prince Vasti." A Cyrilan named Misera Celestra stood up.

"Um?"

"According to the available information, most of the current member states of the Ministry of Consolidation are republics or federal systems. Do you personally have any resistance to the imperial system?"

Ian tried his best to press the eyebrows that wanted to jump up, and co-authored, are all the people who engage in telepathy all over the world are mutants of brain quantum waves?

"Miss, for things like telepathy, passive detection is fine, active detection is easy to overturn." Ian hooked up...linked to the foreign minister's brain quantum waves.

Almost poked my own eyes...

This sister's memory is divided into two parts, one part is work, the other part is the president, the president, the president, and the president...

"Also... don't open up your consciousness, just explore other people's consciousness and get a little bit of consciousness. If you are like this, as long as others know a little bit of spiritual defense or spiritual detection, you will be cold."

Looking at the shocked expression of the sharp-eared sister Yu in front of him, Ian smiled wryly and shook his head and rubbed his temples. Suddenly, he was fed a lot of high-definition pictures of President Desra, and his brain was a little swollen. This is also a brain defense technique in a certain sense. Alright.

"Personally, I have no problem with the imperial system, and even think that the imperial system is more suitable for a country in a period of expansion."

"Then I don't think we will have too many differences. Commander Desla cordially invites everyone from the Consolidation Department to visit the imperial capital Barreras..." Minister of Foreign Affairs Misela suppressed his mood and showed a standard diplomacy rhetoric.

Ian's face turned bitter, he should have brought a diplomatic team with him earlier.

Then follow the procedure to start the diplomatic dialogue...

Finally, after calling in Shirley Lu and the secretarial group she led, and after discussing and verifying the diplomatic visit two weeks later, Ian and the others slumped on their chairs and started chatting.

"By the way, what life were you doubting just now?"

"We can't figure out why they want to fire." Picard recovered from his fugue. "Can't fight, can't win, can't run. What's the benefit of fighting? Don't they want to think about what to do if they can't fight?"

"According to the battle video, it seems that the Starfleet exchanged fire with them because the diplomatic proposal did not reach a consensus, which caused the League of Nations to lose patience. And for some reason, they seem to think that they, who have not yet mastered the means of moving faster than the speed of light , can use the number of ships to erase the impact of the performance difference of ships." Ian thought for a while.

"But why are they firing?" Demel tapped on the table.

"Probably, winning the winner-takes-all gambler mentality, right? After all, you see, didn't the reconnaissance fleet of Mirlas be completely wiped out? The wreckage of the spaceship was also dragged back for research? There is another point. "Ian pulled out a weird expression. "Let them see the power of our earthlings, and then they will face us squarely."

"They didn't think about what they would do if they lost the battle or when our reinforcement fleet came over?"

"Showa boy..."

"oh" ×n

Everyone in the Interstellar Federation understood in an instant.

"Would you please explain?"

From a large amount of historical materials, Ian made a series of show operations such as "2.26 Mutiny", "Going Down", "Heavenly Punishment", "Respecting the Emperor and Pleading for Traitors", "Army Red Deer", "Let's Fight", "Betting on the National Fortune".

"...I think I probably understand... shit, we're done if we understand? I can't understand this kind of irresponsible behavior at all."

"This kind of country and ideology must not be absorbed into the Ministry of Consolidation, it is too dangerous! No, it is too cheating, God knows when they will provoke a super galaxy empire to come and attack us.

If one comes, this group of fathers will be killed, okay? "

"Seconded."

emmmmm...

It seems that the Earth Alliance...or the Yamato seems to have really provoked many cosmic empires to fight...

You say it is the White Comet Empire (Gatlantis), you say it is sus, you say it is the Bora Federation...

As for who cheated...

Ian set his eyes on Miss Foreign Minister.

President Desla seems to be living to death in every TV version and theater version...

Then every time you die, you become more dog-licking...

From killing the Yamato all the way down to selling Milas and helping the Yamato.

Misera was startled, always feeling that someone was in command of Hei Da just now.

A week later, the fleet of the Interstellar Federation successively stationed temporarily in Jupiter's orbit.

The diplomatic fleet departs for the capital of Cylas.

Considering that Milas is a standard **** empire, the diplomatic fleet sent by the Consolidation Department is full of deterrence.

Including fifteen Jaeger-class ships, six Republic-class (formerly Empire-class star destroyers), two new battle-class macros, three Vengeance-class starships, one Enterprise, one Supreme, and Admiral Demel's German Melas III, Misela's first-class battleship Hazetra and other Miseras fleets headed for Miseras along the star gate of Star Barron.

The emperor of the Galactic Republic... Bah, the chairman's ship Supreme is only 17 meters narrower than the star gate (the ship's width reaches an astonishing 45 kilometers), so the emperor... the chairman took the helm himself, and slowly squeezed into the star gate.

"Om..."

Listening to the dozens of space shocks caused by the escape from hyperspace, Grand Commander Disla stood in front of the window of the Grand Commander's Mansion, looking up at the diplomatic fleet that had escaped from hyperspace over the imperial capital Barreras. There is also the Jenogood-class super battleship that is 730 meters long but looks like a younger brother, and the Mezetra-class first-class battleship that looks like a younger brother.

"Talan."

"Yes, Your Excellency the Commander."

"I want that."

"Your Excellency, Grand Commander, you can enjoy driving the second Barreras above. As for the warship of that size, we still need a while."

"how long?"

"Two or three hundred years."