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Chapter 227 A talk with you

Chapter 227 A conversation with you

Since a cosmic war, the Federation Fleet has been stationed in the Late Scorpion Nebula and the Gary Corridor for a long time, because these two cosmic giant twisting holes that are not far apart are the only space channel connecting the Federation and the empire's land.

The Late Scorpion Nebula and the Gary Corridor are like two starry gates made by the Creator, and the keys of these two doors have always been in the hands of the Federation. The Federation can freely choose to open these two doors to enter the empire based on the political, economic and military situation. This is a huge strategic advantage that cannot be described.

Anyone understands what control of these two space channels means to the situation in the entire universe.

The empire took decades, and generations of scientists continued to study, and devoted unprecedented resources and financial resources, but still failed to succeed. Until today, facing the vast universe, they could only be silent and depressed, and could only launch a six-year expedition to exude their anger and ambitions.

But the federal military never relaxed its vigilance, because no one knew whether the technological level of the empire would make a violent advance in a certain field because of the emergence of a certain genius. No one knew that on the day in the future, the empire's densely packed small warships would penetrate the space channel like disgusting insects, appear quietly in the black cosmic background, and fight towards the prosperous, prosperous, peaceful capital star circle...

Although the Federation warships are much stronger than the Empire, once they think of this bloody and panicking scene, people will feel that they are about to suffocate. Based on this strong anxiety and vigilance, the Federation has never relaxed its surveillance of the Gary Corridor and the Late Scorpion Nebula. At a time when crystal mine resources are severely exhausted, it still maintains a powerful fleet and has been stationed here for a long time.

However, in order to completely defeat the imperial people's expedition strategy, the Federation actually transferred the main force of the Federation fleet to the desolate star field outside the border of Xilin!

Because of this good news, the atmosphere of the private dinner in the presidential residence became even more lively. Only the presidential daughter who was sitting next to Xu Le was still silent. The twelve-year-old girl lowered her head and ate quietly. From time to time, she unconsciously drew on and under the snow-white tablecloth with silver chopsticks, as if she was thinking about something.

After dinner, the hot tea came up. The President's wife knew that there was still topics to talk about between the men. She smiled and said a few words to Xu Le, and then prepared to take her daughter upstairs to do her homework. When the President's daughter walked to the door of the restaurant, she suddenly looked at Xu Le, and then showed a look of begging at her father. President Pablo smiled and nodded gently.

Only President Pabur and Xu Le were left at the table in the official restaurant. The Secret Service staff in black formal attire and serious faces were not sure where they were hiding.

"The Presidential Residence is a side courtyard left after the demolition of the palace. After the election, I moved in on the first day of the luxury array inside. From this we can imagine how exaggerated the palace they lived in when His Majesty the emperors existed." President Pablo looked around the famous oil paintings and the solid wood carving background wall of the Dew River around the room and said slowly.

He picked up the silver tableware in his hand, looked at Xu Le and continued, "The royal family naturally distinguished themselves from the people at the bottom. The cost of their meals is so high that the poor can never follow, so they cannot eat like them."

Xu Le listened carefully, not knowing what the President wanted to say to him, or whether it was just a purely personal feeling.

"The most hope is that the high cost of the election process is the powerful, so that the poor will not get the right to be elected. The most hope is that the high cost of the judicial process is the powerful, so that the poor will not win the lawsuit. The most hope is that the high cost of the media is the powerful, so that the poor will not get the right to speak."

President Pablo said with a serious expression: "The three elements that run through the spirit of the Charter, democracy, justice and freedom of speech, all have a common characteristic in this environment, that is, the cost of procedures is high, so these democracy, justice, and freedom can easily become the democratic, justice and freedom of the powerful."

"I can become the president of the Federation, nor can I leave the support of people like Mochou's back mountain. But all the funds for the first election I entered into politics came from the fundraising of those who trusted me. You may not imagine how many disabled miners had given their meager compensation."

"That was the primary election for the state assemblyman of Naxi State in Donglin District." President Pablo's eyebrows frowned, but there was a sincere smile on his dark face. It should be a memory of that embarrassing but full of idealism.

"I have also... been a soldier in Donglin." Xu Le reacted, scratched his head, and changed his words and said, "I know what kind of motivation the Donglin stones are doing to act fiercely."

"Actually, I always think that your personality is very similar to those in my hometown." The President laughed, then his smile stopped and said seriously: "Because I remember the people who raised funds to help me run, I have never forgotten that I am an elected president."

President Pablo has a pair of thick and charming lips, and his thick voice is full of firmness: "So every decision I make must protect the interests of the entire federal government as much as possible."

He looked at Xu Le and stretched out a finger, and said in a stressful tone: "Remember, it is the entire Federation, not a combination of politicians and powerful people, but a specific purpose for every independent citizen."

The whole Federation knew that Mr. President was an orator during his lawyer's time. After entering politics, he became a leader with gentle but highly contagious words. At this time, listening to these loud words face to face, Xu Le was still silent, but his heart was greatly touched.

"Everyone has his own position. The war against the empire greatly eased the opposition between the various classes of the Federation and unified our position. However, Xilin's military operation has achieved a comprehensive victory. Where should the Federation go in the future?"

Xu Le did not think he was qualified to discuss the future direction of the entire federal government with the federal president, so he subconsciously thought that President Pablo's words were a heavy self-question, rather than asking himself. However, after a moment of silence, he was surprised to find that the President had been looking at him calmly.

"I am an engineer, and now I can also be said to be a soldier. I don't know much about politics." He replied with some difficulty, saying all the truth, "I can't give any opinions on such a big deal."

President Pablo smiled, patted the surface of the dining table, spread his hands and said, "Then why don't you start from a military perspective and talk about this war?"

Xu Le felt a little nervous. You should know that the middle-aged man sitting opposite was the most powerful figure in the entire federal. At this moment, he couldn't help but think of the conversation in the Sunset State Restaurant. He was very confused about why big men like His Excellency the President and Commander Zhong attached so much importance to his opinions.

Suddenly he thought of some possibility, raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at the President and said sincerely: "Mr. President, my opinion does not represent the view of the old man in Philadelphia."

Half an hour later.

"Although we have different reasons for judgment, we have reached the same conclusions. The Imperials will never give up on the idea of ​​invading the Federation."

President Pablo worriedly said: "The Late Scorpion Nebula and the Gary Corridor cannot block those cruel enemies forever. Even during my term of office, even when you and I are alive, the Empire may be isolated for six years, but one day, the Empire will break through that line of defense and enter the federal land."

"If the Federation wants to develop, the people need the right to be peaceful and free from fear, we must completely defeat the empire. Now that the Federation has a strategic advantage, it must take advantage of this advantage and turn it into a victory when it is still in its own hands."

"That means that the Federation is necessary to enter the empire's land, and it cannot be delayed."

Xu Le frowned. It was not surprising that the president made this judgment. In fact, judging from the ceremonies a few days ago and the overall propaganda of the Federation, it was inevitable that the Federation would launch a new round of active attacks on the Empire. Why did Mr. Pablo look so worried at this time?

"My worries are that there are many people in the upper ranks of the Federation who are unwilling to be expanded." The President seemed to know what he was thinking, and said in a deep voice: "How can they enjoy a privileged life in the Federation and sacrifice their great interests? What's more, in their opinion, the Imperial people can never pass through space passages, or, as I said before, at least when they are alive."

"Now that the Silin situation has been settled, war is no longer an inevitable option. In this case, the government and the military are under great pressure. These pressures cannot be revealed in the light of victory. But once they find some opportunity, they will prevent the federal attack on the land at all costs."

"Who are they...?"

"Those families you know, members of parliament at all levels, rich and emotionally indifferent businessmen, and I even think the Xilin Zhong family is unwilling to expand the war again. What I am curious about is what kind of consideration Mrs. Tai has always firmly supported me."

President Pablo said slightly: "There are too many people who oppose entering the empire and cannot even be listed one by one. I can only say that, as George Carlin once said: Anyone who opposes changing the status quo, immersing himself in stale reality, and even throwing the foresight that his own wisdom should have been behind his head is a group of vested interests."

"What can I do?" Xu Le asked after a moment of silence.

President Pablo looked at the young man opposite the dining table and seemed to see the persistent self many years ago. For the benefit of the lower class people, he insisted on fighting a class action lawsuit with giant federal enterprises, but was fired by the largest law firm in Hong Kong. The rented apartment caught fire. He could only drag the suitcase borrowed from the doorman, drag the heavy legal documents, bent his elbow and carried his newlywed wife, strolled on the cold streets of early autumn, and then sat on the park bench overnight.
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