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    (I'm guilty. I made a mistake when I uploaded it yesterday and copied an extra paragraph. I deserve to die)

    3,964 Gigabit Federal Standard Currency.  .  .  .  .  .  This is an extremely huge number, which far exceeds the current total annual military expenditure of the federal army several times.

    Of course, the General Intelligence Bureau will not know that many of these plundered materials have been shipped to the distant Alpha system and become the key to supporting local development.  It is precisely because of these resources obtained through abnormal means that those Earth-like planets can develop rapidly.  So much so that the population, economy, and military power have all risen to unimaginable heights.

    Looking at the documents in his hand, Zhou Yiming suddenly felt a headache.

    He had already noticed Clarice and Zhao Yi who had just walked to the desk. He nodded slightly and calmly told the latter to sit down, never taking his eyes away from the report in his hand.

    Clarisse said nothing, turned and walked out of the room.  She knew that it was never a good idea to interrupt the general's thinking at this time.

    An atmosphere of silence enveloped the room for nearly ten minutes. Zhou Yiming finally put down the report and focused his eyes on Zhao Yi opposite.

    "Have you received the promotion order?"

    Although this question was a bit redundant, Zhao Yi still answered in the affirmative.

    "If your parents were still alive, they would be happy."

    Zhou Yiming raised his eyelids, glanced at the brand new major general badge on Zhao Yi's shoulder, and said in an unchanged tone: "You did a good job, and that guy Meretskov deserves it. Unfortunately, on national and personal issues,  , he stubbornly chose the latter. And he had no regrets."

    This last sentence seems to be a reminder.  Zhao Yi said nothing, but straightened his chest and maintained the most standard military sitting posture.

    Zhou Yiming stared at him coldly. After a long time, he slowly said: "Do you think that if you join the god party and have the backing of an old fox like Terrence, I won't dare to kill you?"

    Zhao Yi still didn¡¯t speak.  At this time, nothing you say seems redundant.

    In fact, he admitted that Zhou Yiming was right - if it weren't for Terrence and God's restraint on the military department, he would not have left ag64 anyway.  It is even less likely that he will appear in the "Light of Hope" for the reason of being awarded a title.

    "You are still young."

    After a few minutes, Zhou Yiming broke the silence again: "I hope you can think about it carefully. After all, there are not many opportunities for us to talk face to face. Don't be tempted by stubborn thoughts. If you give up something, you can get more.  ."

    Speaking of this, Zhao Yi had to say something.  He smiled and replied: "I don't quite understand what you mean."

    "You are very smart. You are also very stubborn."

    Zhou Yiming's voice began to become cold: "Okay! I can show you my sincerity - within two months, you will be responsible for a less strenuous pirate encirclement and suppression. The reward is the rank of lieutenant general. Then  , no more than half a year at most, the federal military will conduct a new election. As one of the candidates for the new deputy chief of staff, you will propose a brand new federal arms development plan, and you will be highly respected for it, and you will be appointed as a general. This  Already the highest military rank in the Earth Federation. If I remember correctly, you have just turned twenty-five this year."

    Zhao Yi smiled slightly: "It does sound very attractive. In exchange, I must leave the planet ag64 forever? Take the initiative to resign as the defense officer and the new commander of the 49th Fleet?"

    ¡°If you want to get it, you must pay first¡ª¡ª¡±

    Zhou Yiming¡¯s tone was extremely tough, leaving no room for negotiation.

    "As long as it is willing, the military can grant the rank of general or even marshal to anyone. As for you Just last week, you were promoted to the new chief of staff of the federal army. Even if you appoint me as deputy, for you  The existing power cannot be reduced at all. But I must lose everything."

    Zhao Yi shook his head sarcastically: "I don't feel the so-called sincerity, only fraud and deception."

    After saying this, he stood up.  He bowed and strode toward the door.

    Zhao Yi¡¯s blunt refusal is not arrogance - the new 49th Fleet belongs to the National Guard Force.  According to the Federal Constitution, it can only be directly governed by the Parliament.  Any transfer of the federal military may not be accepted without the approval of Parliament.

    Just when he reached out and grasped the door handle, he was about to turn it hard.  Zhou Yiming's sinister sneer suddenly came from behind.

    "Before leaving the "Light of Hope", I'd better think carefully - the military ministry has proposed a new constitutional amendment bill, and the parliament will evaluate it no later than next month."??There is an 80% certainty that the motion will be passed.  "

    The muscles on Zhao Yi¡¯s face twitched slightly.  He didn't say anything, opened the door forcefully, and walked out

    "Light of Hope" is an extremely large planet.  Like most terrestrial planets, it also revolves around a glowing and hot star, and like the Earth, it also has satellites such as the moon.

    "Hypeda" is an asteroid made entirely of red rock.  Compared with the ocean area, which only accounts for 4% of the area, the huge earth's crust is particularly hard.  The natural environment here is not suitable for human habitation. The so-called "use value" in the eyes of the military is only the installation of large-caliber near-ground defense forts and a dense number of air defense "Vulcan cannon" systems.  Judging from its specific role, "Ciobia" is more like a fortress planet that protects the capital. It has as many as three marine divisions and a medium-sized fleet with permanent armed forces.  However, in addition to military factors, "Xiwa" also has another special name in the Earth Federation-"Prison Planet".

    As early as the Earth Age, someone has proposed the idea of ??using an island in the Pacific as a natural prison and putting a large number of prisoners into it.  Such a proposal was approved by the then government.  As an experiment, the first batch of dozens of prisoners were sentenced to exile and shipped to the island. After leaving some of the necessities of life, this completely unfamiliar world was left to those who betrayed the hard labor.

    The civilized society at that time did not conduct a detailed survey of the island, and did not know what kind of dangers were hidden there.  A few years later, the law enforcement officers returned to the island again, only to be shocked by the extremely terrifying reality - there were a large number of Komodo dragons living on the island, and they ate up all the poor criminals, leaving no bones left

    From the sky, you can see the top of the eastern continent of "Hypa", which is about 200 kilometers away from the ocean.  A huge depression has formed.  If the outermost edge of the entire crater is used as the measurement point, the diameter of this irregular circle is more than sixty kilometers.

    "Hypa" is a resource-poor planet, and the bottom of the spiral crater has been specially reinforced.  A dense electronic warning system is set up around the area.  More than 23,000 police officers maintained order here, and a concrete wall more than 60 meters high was even built around the pit flush with the ground.  There, two marine divisions that rotate regularly are stationed there, and a patrol fleet based on 500 warships patrols the surrounding area 24 hours a day.

    This is a huge prison.  According to the original design size, it could accommodate 150,000 prisoners.  As the scope of space exploration continues to expand, the federal population base has expanded repeatedly.  Six years after it was put into use, the prison was already overcrowded.  As a last resort, the federal government could only expand the prison twenty-two times on the original basis, bringing the final prison capacity to 2.4 million people

    With his hands behind his back, Stebeson stood in the office of the highest tower on the top floor of the prison, staring at the land full of darkness and sin under his feet with his gloomy and narrow eyes.  The artificial life support base neutralizes the direct light from the star.  It softens the strong light and casts shadows on Stebeson's face, making the shot too white for a man.  The face, which also has most of its internal space occupied by fat, looks darker.

    In the Earth Federation, Stebeson is not a big shot.  Although he holds the rank of major general like a regular marine division commander, the actual number of personnel and weapons and equipment under his control is much more than that of a group army.  Especially in "Hieba", the actual status of the warden Stebeson in the minds of the prisoners is equivalent to another God.

    A large amount of dense steam is constantly emitting from the bottom of the giant circular pit - this huge steel cage is lunch time.  Under the early warning surveillance of loaded guns and live ammunition, groups of prisoners went from their respective areas to the restaurant and stayed in their seats in order.

    here.  It is the private property of Stebeson.

    The circular pit prison at his feet has another unofficial name - Tartarus.  It is impossible to verify when exactly this name appeared?  However, in the files related to prisoners and the Federal Police Service, many people prefer to use this informal name as its name instead of the official "Federal Prison No. 3".

    The door of the office was quietly pushed open from the outside, and a waiter in a gray uniform slowly walked in.  His movements are light and the soles of his shoes are specially treated.  It's very soft and doesn't make any sound.  He was very skillful in cleaning up the various documents and debris on the table.  When there was enough space on the table, he nodded to the other person waiting at the door.  A few minutes later, a dining car was pushed from the corridor, and two chefs wearing white hats walked in and placed six plates kept warm with silver lids on the table.?.  While they were arranging the dishes and adding sauces to the porcelain bottles, the waiters were placing baskets full of fresh fruit on the shelves.  .  .  .  .  .  After doing all this, he approached the warden Stebeson who was standing in front of the window and said respectfully: "Sir, lunch is ready."

    Stebbesen walked to the table and sat down, picking up the napkin.  He didn't ask what the main course would be today.  In Tartarus, the question seemed redundant.  Although the silver cover on the dinner plate had not yet been lifted, he knew very well that the chefs knew their own tastes, and they would never, and would never have the guts, to add something to the fixed menu that was not allowed.

    The waiter diligently picked up the silver lid, and the moment the rich aroma hit his face, the food that had been covered for a long time was also released.

    It was a white substance that curled up like a sausage.  It's sticky and soft, with an oily surface. It's decorated with purple kale and tomatoes.

    Stebbesen cut off a piece with a table knife and spread it on the bread placed flat on the plate.  He likes to eat bone marrow very much, and even thinks that the taste of spread is much better than that of foie gras.  As for the other plates, they should be the eyes and tongue that I also like.  Braised in a sauce made with onions, it has a juicy and sticky texture that is unmatched by any other food.

    There are millions of prisoners in Tartarus.  Every day, transport ships send convicted prisoners from various planets.  They have become, in effect, Stebeson's personal property.  Killing a few people to eat is not considered sinful, it is normal.

    What¡¯s more.  They have been deprived of their citizenship, and once they finish serving their sentences, they will be exiled to the ore planet and become industrial civilians.

    "How is my newly adopted pet doing? Has he started eating?"

    Stebeson tasted the bone marrow carefully and narrowed his eyes.  He asked the waiter who was waiting nearby.

    "It is still not very obedient and a little manic. However, it has become accustomed to the food you give it. Although it doesn't like it very much, it has started to try to eat it."

    The waiter answered with a charming smile, took out the electronic remote control from his jacket pocket, and pressed the start button of the office holographic screen.  Very quickly and in a spacious room.  A virtual scene of a prison cell appeared.

    On the high-strength concrete floor, a girl with a curvy figure is crouched.  She was about sixteen years old, very tall, and her extremely full breasts were enough to put most women to shame. Her body curves were extremely convergent at the waist, and then expanded in an astonishing arc down to her hips.  She is naked, and her long, slender, round legs will make people involuntarily have reverie, and you can clearly see the space between her buttocks and legs.  Triangular black concealed by rich curves and depth.

    There are two long iron shackles extending on the wall, tightly binding the girl's ankles.  She can stand up, lie down, or sit.  But it must be carried out within the scope of the chain permission.  She has a beautiful face and beautiful golden hair.  But there was no luster that humans should have in their eyes. They were dull and dull, as if they were dolls that had lost their energy.

    Right next to the girl, there was a rotting corpse that had been torn into pieces.  Some of the remaining body parts indicate that the deceased was a male.  The distance between the corpse and the girl was very close, and the latter kept reaching out to tear off pieces of flesh from the former's body, stuffing it into her mouth and chewing it slowly.

    This is two months¡¯ money for a father and daughter transferred from the planet Ross.  The father was reportedly sentenced to four years in prison for embezzling public funds.  Since there was not enough money to pay the civil reserve fund, his daughter also served the sentence.  According to relevant regulations, in this case, the sentence can be reduced to one year before being sent to the ore planet.  However, the girl was very beautiful, and Stebeson had always had a beautiful female pet.  He ordered his jailers to cut the throat of the girl's father.  The girl and the corpse were imprisoned in the same cell.  There was no food supply except water.

    Eating carrion is tantamount to committing suicide.  But advanced technology gave Stebeson the possibility to ensure the survival of his playthings - he kept injecting antidotes and antibiotics into the girl, destroying her human will and forcing her to feed on her relatives.  .  .  .  .  .  This crazy method is not actually the first of Stebeson's, but a special cultivation method he "inherited" from the former warden of Tartarus.  Humanoid pets have always been a specialty of "Hybrid", and many high-ranking officials and nobles like to keep such an obedient animal.  Especially on the capital planet and other commercial planets, the price of humanoid pets with beautiful shapes and obedient training is extremely high, even reaching tens of millions of federal standard currency at one time.

    "Very good, clean her up and change her to a more comfortable room."

    Stebeson picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth, then asked: "The cells in area D must be cleaned this afternoon. I told you about this yesterday."?The number of vacant rooms shall not be less than 250,000 beds.  "

    The waiter had a troubled look on his face: "Sir, I have a question I have contacted the Census Bureau and their transportation plan has been scheduled until next month. At present, there is no transportation capacity to send the excess prisoners to the ore.  Planet. We need twenty-five prison beds this afternoon With all due respect, this is unlikely."

    "Use your brain more¡ª¡ª"

    Stebeson gave him a very dissatisfied look: "This is an order from the military headquarters. The more than 200,000 prisoners of war transferred from the fortress planet will arrive at the latest tomorrow morning. Sufficient accommodation must be made for them.  Space. Since the General Census Bureau is unwilling to help, we will solve it ourselves. There are many ways - either put potassium cyanide in all the dinners in District D today, or put these guys into the gas chamber for one-time treatment."

    The waiter was slightly startled: "This, this is really a waste. Two hundred and fifty thousand people There are many slave merchants who need this batch of goods. They, they can sell them at a good price."

    "Do you think I don't want to?"

    Stebeson shook his head helplessly: "I didn't expect that the military would actually issue such an order. If I had known that they had such a plan, I would have sold all these prisoners last month. Now.  . . . It¡¯s too late.¡±

    The waiter opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but stopped talking.  After a few seconds, he obviously remembered something, and his frown completely relaxed.

    "Sir, you don't have to use such extreme measures. I know there is a person who needs these prisoners and can help us solve all our troubles within the specified time." (To be continued!~!

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