EVE: Starting with a Space Station

Chapter 273 Ancient Relics

The Imperial Arsenal, full name of the Betales Empire's Advanced Weapons Research Database.

It is a place used to store drawings and data of various weapons and equipment of the Betales Empire, and it is also the most strictly guarded secret base of the empire.

Except for the current emperor and the two pillars, no one knows its location.

At that time, the Betales Empire fell apart, the imperial family was slaughtered, and the Emperor Betales was assassinated.

As one of the pillars, Count Xuewei led the fleet to resist the enemy and died on the battlefield.

Another pillar packed up all the data drawings in the Imperial Arsenal and wanted to rebuild the Betales Empire.

But unfortunately, his family died on the way to escape, and some of the drawings and data they carried disappeared with the destruction of the warships, and some were divided up by various parties.

Regardless of whether it was the Freedom Camp or the Justice Order, they searched the entire Betales star field but could not find the ancient ruins that made the Betales Empire rise. After evaluating the technological strength of the Betales Empire, they gave up the search after believing that the ancient ruins were of little value to them.

Until the FA Corps expeditionary force came back, and surrounded the son of Count Bloodrose as the leader, they recovered the Betales constellation and established the Betales Federation.

And because of the existence of Bloodrose III, people also believed that only he knew the location of the imperial arsenal.

So there were dozens of pirate groups that formed an alliance and besieged the Betales Federation. The people behind these pirates were to force Bloodrose III to take the initiative to open the imperial arsenal.

But unfortunately, Bloodrose III only opened the war reserve warehouse and mineral storage warehouse in these years, and never saw the shadow of the imperial arsenal.

So this time, after detecting the signal of the ancient ruins, the two of them understood why the two civilizations failed to find the ancient ruins. It turned out that the ancient ruins were not in space, but on the planet!

Report the news?

This idea was shattered by Frederick McKee as soon as it came out.

Reporting the news would only gain him a lot of resources and star coins, and would not greatly improve his own power.

Frederick McKee is an ambitious person, so he must take down the ancient ruins before other civilizations know about it!

Afterwards, Frederick McKee immediately ordered:

"Order, block all channels leading to the Beecher Meteor Field, and control all communications!

Everyone, this may never happen again in this life. It depends on your opinion whether you want to do it or not.

Of course, if you are afraid, just report directly to the demon civilization. I will never stop you, and I can't stop you!"

Although Frederick McKee is the commander-in-chief of the fleet of the free camp, these fleets are a joint fleet composed of fleets from three civilizations, and they are not in the same mind as him.

So if you want to plan this ancient relic, you must block the news internally and divide the interests.

Otherwise, as long as the news gets out, it will be a waste of time.

Everyone looked at each other, and everyone had undisguised greed in their eyes.

"Commander-in-chief, we are all on our side, so it's easy to talk to them." A commander of a civilization said hesitantly, "But I'm afraid that the Justice Order will pass the news to the Angel Civilization. Then we won't be able to stop the Angel Civilization's fleet!"

His worries are not unreasonable.

If they don't inform the Demon Civilization because of greed, then the Angel Civilization's fleet will come in person, and they will not only not get a share of the ancient ruins, but they may even lose their lives here.

In response, Frederick McKee showed his white teeth, narrowed his eyes, and answered very confidently:

"Don't worry, I know the commander-in-chief of the Justice Order, he will never give up such a good opportunity.

As for the fleets of the civilizations under his command, there is no need to worry.

Now that such a huge benefit is in front of us, who can endure it?"

Hearing this, everyone nodded and agreed with Frederick McKee's statement.

After all, everyone is an adult, and the so-called justice and evil are just excuses to serve the powerful.

Whether it is the justice order or the freedom camp, the two sides are fighting for two words: interests!

Without interests, who would really risk their lives to fight in this battlefield like a meat grinder!

Justice?

Evil?

Don't be silly, how much is that worth?

In fact, just after Frederick McKee and others decided to conceal the news of the ancient ruins, Michael Blake also decided to get a share of the ancient ruins and also chose to conceal it.

Afterwards, Frederick McKee had a private communication with Michael Blake.

"Old friend, long time no see, you are still as ugly as before."

"Yes, we haven't seen each other for more than 30 years. I really hope that next time we meet in person, I can twist your head off and put it in the exhibition room of my battleship."

"I'm afraid you will see your own brains by then."

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The two of them started to ridicule each other from the first sentence as soon as the communication was connected.

After mocking each other about the war in recent times, the two quickly turned the topic to the key point.

Frederick McKee raised his glass and took a sip to moisten his throat that was a little hoarse from shouting.

"The Imperial Arsenal has appeared, you should know this, right?"

"Of course, with such a strong space signal, how could I not know?"

Michael Blake also took a sip of wine after speaking, quietly waiting for Frederick McKee's response.

The two old classmates and old opponents who were still preparing for war were in a stalemate in silence, and no one spoke again.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Until Frederick McKee's glass was finished, he drank the last sip of wine, turned his head and looked at the holographic projection of Michael Blake beside him.

"Temporarily cease fire, do not interfere with each other, until this ancient relic is taken down."

"As for who can get it, it depends on their ability."

Michael Blake added with narrowed eyes.

"Of course." Frederick McKee said and then turned off the communication.

As for why the two sides did not divide the interests in advance, it was because it was completely unnecessary and meaningless.

They both knew each other's character very well. In the face of such an opportunity that was comparable to a carp leaping over the dragon gate, everything they said was empty.

Both sides were determined to get this ancient relic. No matter how good it was now, when the critical moment came, the other party would definitely give themselves a knife without hesitation, and then take the ancient relic alone.

Any agreement is just a piece of waste paper in the face of insufficient strength!

After hanging up the communication, Frederick McKee hesitated for a moment and broadcast the communication request.

Then, a voice with a slight sigh came from it.

"I didn't expect that after so many years, you can still remember my private communication channel."

The face of an old man was also projected in front of Frederick McKee.

A neat military uniform, gray hair, who else but Lao Qian!

Looking at the old man in front of him, Frederick McKee did not confront Michael Blake just now, but was slightly respectful.

"Teacher, long time no see."

When Frederick McKee and Michael Blake were studying at the Imperial University, this old Qian was their teacher.

As the highest institution of learning in the Betales Empire, those who could enter to teach were not simple people, all of them were people with great military exploits in the empire at that time.

And Old Qian was one of the few tenured professors in the Imperial University at that time!

After all, there was only one person who dared to command the battle and teach in combination with the battlefield situation.

You know, at that time, Old Qian was fighting a war that was related to the fate of the Betales Empire!

So Frederick McKee and his classmates respected this old man very much, even if they were enemies now, this respect has not diminished.

Facing Frederick McKee's words "teacher", Old Qian waved his hand quickly.

"Don't, you are the famous Blood Fox, I can't be your teacher."

As one of the two pillars of the Imperial University at that time, Frederick McKee quickly showed his talents after joining the Freedom Camp, and made a great reputation in the Freedom Camp with his Blood Fox Fleet.

In response to Lao Qian's denial, Frederick McKee still smiled and said:

"You are polite. I have learned almost all my skills from you. How can I not be a teacher?"

The tone is quite like the feeling of a student who has graduated for many years and has achieved some results. After meeting a teacher, he can't help but want to show off his achievements.

In fact, Frederick McKee did have such an idea.

But what responded to him was Lao Qian's cold words.

"Since you call me a teacher, how have I ever taught you to betray your motherland, betray your beliefs, and betray your comrades?"

Faced with Lao Qian's questioning, Frederick McKee fell silent.

Although he was captured on the battlefield and finally joined the Freedom Camp under the coercion and inducement of his family parents, it is undeniable that he has betrayed everything.

After a silence, Frederick McKee could only say to the teacher he respected the most in the past: "Teacher, I'm sorry."

He didn't want to argue because it was already a fact.

Old Qian looked at the proud student in front of him whom he admired the most.

After a long time, he hung up the communication, leaving only one sentence echoing in Frederick McKee's ears.

"I know why you came, but do you remember the first class I taught you that year?"

Frederick McKee closed his eyes until Old Qian's slightly old voice slowly stopped.

"Teacher, is this your answer?"

He still remembered the first lesson that Old Qian gave to these new commanders, and he dared to guarantee that all the students still remembered it!

He could still remember the words that the then-young flower of the empire said in a frivolous tone when arguing with a female teacher in class:

"Don't even think you can get something at the negotiation table if you can't get it on the battlefield!"

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