EVE: Starting with a Space Station

Shi Man stood in front of the huge French window, watching the fleet of 50 Caldari Badger-class industrial transport ships slowly leave the space station and line up in a neat formation outside the space station, which was very spectacular.

With the arrival of the second squadron of the escorting Mod's Corps, the fleet began to leave in a mighty manner.

"I hope everything goes well with the plan." Looking at the fleet that had disappeared, Shi Man sighed.

Shi Man knew himself well. If it was really an interstellar war in the game, he could still command it, but the reality was not a game. He could only add unnecessary details and even drag his feet.

So it was better to stay in the space station!

"Barbarian, there is a 10-10 expedition of the Sky Serpents. Do you want to join?"

Derke Ellis sent him a private message, and Shi Man immediately trotted back: "Here I come!"

Professionals should do professional things. Shi Man doesn't know how to fight, but he is a professional in playing games!

The mighty transport fleet came to a meteorite belt in the border galaxy of the Alpha star field and hid. The second squadron of the Mod's Corps began to inject energy into the jump engine, ready to jump into the battlefield at any time.

The hyperspace jump engine equipped by the Mod's Corps is the latest technology in New Eden. The maximum jump distance reaches a full 5,000 light years, and the average charging time is only 15 minutes.

Both the jump distance and the preparation time before the jump are already the top level in the world.

But because this is a hyperspace jump across several galaxies, the preparation time is very long, and it takes a full 5 hours to charge the jump engine.

On the other side, the first squadron led by Mod has also been quietly waiting beside the acceleration track, and can enter the Black Flag Galaxy through the acceleration track at any time.

In the Black Flag Galaxy, Ackerman Yulia, the leader of the Black Flag Consortium, was pacing slowly in the combat command room of the Legion Fortress. Sitting at the round table in the conference room were the captain of the First Fleet, Benjamin Milu, and Adams Kent, the logistics manager of the consortium. On the other side was a holographic projection with a blurred face. Together with the urn of Ted on the table, this was the first time that the top leaders of the Black Flag Legion had gathered together since they occupied the Black Flag Galaxy and divided the benefits five years ago.

"Benjamin Milu is right. It's just an unknown small force. There's no need to mobilize so many troops, right?" Adams Kent bent his index finger and tapped lightly on the table, breaking the suffocating silence.

"Yes, this little character named New Eden who came out of nowhere, there's no need to call me over too, right?" The guy on the holographic projection made a sharp voice, as harsh as scratching glass.

"Yes, Ted's guard team defending the acceleration track only has 36 people. He was killed by hundreds of destroyers because of carelessness. Give the First Fleet some time, and I will definitely kill these guys in the sea of ​​stars!" Benjamin Milu said, arranging the expensive cigars in his hand on the table, sparking a spark.

He was already dissatisfied with Ted guarding the most profitable acceleration track. He was in control of the most powerful First Fleet, but he could only be stationed in the remote galaxies around Black Flag. He had to sneak back to drink a glass of wine, which made him very unhappy.

"Nothing?" Ackerman Yulia stopped and glanced at everyone. Then he knocked on the table fiercely and pointed at the urn on the table. "Ted is one of the shareholders of Black Flag and a brother who fought with us. Now he is dead, and he was killed in his own home in an execution-style manner. Don't you know why we mobilized a large number of troops?"

Everyone looked at the small box with Ted's photo in silence, even Benjamin Milu, who had always been at odds with him, stopped talking.

"Okay, you're so old now, you still think it was twenty years ago, you're so angry every day!" Adams Kent looked at Ackerman Uriah. He had followed this guy for decades, and he didn't believe that this leader would be so angry about Taita's death.

His own children died in his hands back then, and he didn't believe that in his eyes, there was something like emotion besides interests that could move him.

"I don't care whether Ted dies or not, but he left us a huge trouble!" Sure enough, Ackerman Uriah walked to Ted's urn, his eyes suddenly became bloodshot and red, and he swept it to the ground like throwing garbage, and the ashes were scattered all over the ground.

"New Eden?" Benjamin Milu asked tentatively

"Yes, it's the New Eden who killed this bastard in our house without any scruples!" Ackerman Uriah panted with his nose, and stepped on Ted's ashes a few more times as if he was not satisfied.

"Does this New Eden have a big background?" Adams Kent straightened up after hearing this, and looked at his leader with a serious expression.

"You can see it for yourself." Ackerman Yulia did not explain, and called up the recorder on the track at that time to project it.

The war recorder, which lasted less than half an hour, covered all angles of the battlefield at that time, from the hundreds of destroyers that appeared like a swarm of bees, to the defeat of Ted's fleet, and even the execution of Ted, and the scene was very clear.

And this time, everyone's eyes were on the two types of destroyers, with some horror on their faces, and even the holographic projection guy was a little blurry.

"Liberated body?" Benjamin Milu's lips trembled slightly, and his tone was a little uncertain.

"Wrong." Adams Kent's face was so solemn that water was about to drip out, "This is a completely liberated body!"

As a logistics manager who often deals with the warship market, Adams Kent couldn't make a mistake. Last month, he saw with his own eyes a completely liberated body display of a Tornado-class destroyer newly launched by Star Heavy Industry at an exhibition. He could feel that the destroyer in the video was even higher than the Tornado-class in terms of firepower. In addition to the explanation of the completely liberated body, he couldn't find any civilization's destroyer that could have this firepower, even the demon civilization couldn't!

"Grass (a kind of plant)!" Benjamin Milu stood up in horror. He didn't have the courage to declare war just now.

At best, they were a whitewashed pirate fleet. Although they had been growing over the years, they were not arrogant enough to dare to fight against the regular army's fleet!

"Have you contacted the other party?" The person in the holographic projection frowned, and his voice was no longer as sharp as it was at the beginning.

"I have contacted them, but they refused to solve the problem peacefully, even though I have raised the compensation to the highest price the Legion can offer." Ackerman Yulia was helpless about this. The guy on the other side only left a sentence that New Eden would not tolerate such an insult and must fight to the death, then hung up the communication, and never answered again.

"So, you want me to bring the fleet to help you?" The person on the holographic projection raised his eyebrows and said with his head tilted slightly.

"Yes." Ackerman Yulia nodded without hiding his embarrassment at the moment. "With the five Xia-class battleships of the Black Flag First Fleet, they can't stop the attack of New Eden at all. I need your help."

The person on the holographic projection chuckled: "What's the price?"

"Black Flag is half of the income in the next 10 years!" Ackerman Yulia spoke without hesitation. He knew how many enemies he had. He was not dead now because of the existence of the Black Flag. If the Black Flag was gone, it might disappear silently in a corner!

"Half of the income for the next 10 years is indeed very tempting." The person in the holographic projection licked his tongue, but suddenly looked up, "But I refuse."

Ackerman Yulia's face froze. Before he could speak, the person in the holographic projection spoke again: "Although my fleet is also completely liberated, but if one ship is lost, it will be one less, and there is no way to replenish it. If nothing unexpected happens, the opponent can provide continuous supplies. How can you let me fight?"

"My connection with your Black Flag ends here. I give you a piece of advice and prepare for the retreat!"

After speaking, the holographic link was cut off, leaving the three people with ugly faces.

In silence, Ackerman Yulia suddenly raised his head and looked at the two people: "I am unwilling to give up the Black Flag Galaxy. I want to fight to see if the other side has a higher-level complete warship. If the other side only has destroyers, it is possible to fight."

Adams Kent glanced at Benjamin Milu who was leaning his head like an ostrich, shook his head and said: "What if I can't win?"

"Can't win?" Ackerman Yulia walked to the French window, opened the curtains and looked at the ships coming and going outside the window, and the acceleration track flashing with plasma sparks after activation, and was speechless for a long time