Chapter Ninety-Three: Conspiracy
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First, because there are too many idlers, the demand is relatively large. Second, because of technical reasons, the first group of fugitives did not understand the process of brewing alcohol, so the winemakers who appeared in them were all self-taught in the later period. The third is the scarcity of materials for winemaking, and the difficulty of satisfying the vintage. With demand outstripping supply, no one can afford to keep them in the cellar for much time.
But even so, the poor quality liquor in the tavern can still attract many drunkards who flock to it.
But today, the Black Wolf Tavern, a place that sells low-quality alcohol, is closed early, and not only that, but there are also a few strong men blocking the door to prevent others from entering.
Inside the tavern, a group of people were staring at some out-of-body images and looking carefully, and inside the images were the tests of several mechas, the power of these pitch-black big guys erupted, which made people smack, and the energy shield in front of them was not long after being blasted by their firepower.
Seeing them carrying all kinds of heavy weapons and lightsabers in their hands, the men swallowed as if they had seen a very beautiful woman.
"What kind of mecha is this, it's not as strong as the black wolf mecha we use often." A sallow-faced man muttered.
"Hmph, what do you know, this is the military mecha that the federal government is currently in service with, and it is the highest level of land mecha, of course, it is stronger than the one we use, and it is much stronger." Pratt snorted.
"But I remember that the military mechs we got weren't like that? It's not that big, it doesn't look like a federal military mecha, and it's not even the same. The sallow-faced man said again.
"We got those military mechas, they were all many years ago, and they are not even a series with these, these mechas are the Federation's latest land assault armor, Hellfire 3, I have assessed the combat power, I'm afraid that one Hellfire 3 can solve three black wolf mechas, if they can form a phalanx, the combat power that erupts is even more immeasurable. It's all good. Prit said dryly.
Hearing Prit's words, these people in the Black Wolf Tavern were all excited, so these Hellfire 3 are really big killers.
"If I'm not mistaken, these mecha should have been filmed in the Mecha Association, right? In whose hands are they? How do we get them? One of the shorter white men asked.
"The Hellfire 3 mecha is in the hands of Blake and Cody, and it is almost impossible to get them, because Blake and the others have already used these mecha as prototypes, studying the performance in a little bit, and want to upgrade their existing mechas, so it is impossible to get these mechas from them." Pryt explained.
Valencia, whose face was a little sallow, snorted: "Then you tell us that these are useless, you can only watch the greed, I'll fuck it, if I have these good things, I will re-form a mecha association, who will play with Blake and them." ”
"It's not like we don't have a chance, because there are still a lot of these Hellfires 3 on the airport, so we have to have the heart to always get these guys into our pockets." Pratt laughed.
"You mean, let's go with you to fight the idea of Silver Wing, wake up, this thing is simply not possible. If you dare to make a move on the Silver Wing on Liberty, the people of the High Council will definitely take action, and then all of us will have to be expelled from here, and you don't have to think about any mechs, even your mechs will have to become someone else's thing. Zaka, a shorter white man, said.
"Since he can sell these mechs to Blake, he may also sell them to you, and this is also an opportunity! However, I don't really care about these mechs! I'm tempted by the starships that came with them! I got some news out of the mouths of the people under Matic, all of whose starships are loaded with engines that exceed our existing highest-class Liberty engines, and the lowest power is 2.7 times our highest power! ”
Saying this, Prit licked his lips: "Do you know what I mean? As long as we can get these engines from them, we will be able to expand our field even more and get more resources, so that whether it is the research and development of starships or mechas, we will have an absolute advantage. Just give us enough time, and the whole of Liberty will be ours. So, their starship guns had to be brought over anyway. ”
"However, we can't do anything on Liberty, so if you're not going to stay here, give it a try, Pratt! I advise you to put away your thoughts. Xhaka snorted.
"If we can't do it here, we'll do it somewhere else. Just lead them out of Liberty and everything will work, and things are not as difficult as you think. Pritt laughed.
"But even if we lure them out, we may not be able to beat them, the starships of the Silver Wings are so advanced, it is difficult to gain any advantage by fighting them." One worried.
"So, this matter must be done by all of us together, although our single combat power is not as good as his, but as long as we have enough firepower, we can defeat him in space warfare, and even if they have powerful mechs, they can only admit defeat, and then not only the starship is ours, but also their mechs will also be ours......" Pritt laughed.
"Prit, what are we going to do?"
"Don't worry, wait for me to tell you slowly!"