EVE: Starting with a Space Station

After the meeting, Matt, as the negotiating representative, set out on the road to the Black Flag Galaxy.

After everyone discussed, they decided to negotiate first, but the joint fleet had already begun to gather in the Omega Galaxy, preparing for the worst.

Just after entering the Black Flag Galaxy, I saw that the black bear flag above the Black Flag Space Station had turned into the red double-headed bird flag of the Mod Corps, announcing to the world the fact that the place had changed hands.

One by one, the Mod Corps squads kept patrolling the galaxy. Matt looked at the blue warships and couldn't help but observe carefully: "Is this kind of warship that has reached the level of the angel civilization?"

"Representatives of the Omega Federation, please come to the space station for a chat."

Before he could observe more carefully, Ola's invitation was sent to his warship communication, which made his face change slightly.

The news that he came to communicate was only decided half an hour ago. How did they know so quickly?

Do they have their people inside?

Or are they supported by people inside?

But with the technological level of these guys, they are not something that people like me can support!

Being supported is more like being supported.

Shaking his head, Matt, with this inexplicable thought, entered the Black Flag, oh no, it should be the war fortress of the Mod Corps.

When he arrived at the berth, he saw a whole squadron of the Mod Corps undergoing maintenance. Missile launchers and missiles were unloaded from the spacecraft by mechanical arms for maintenance. The scene of dozens of warships undergoing maintenance together was very spectacular.

"Matt representative, please move. Our manager is waiting for you in the conference room." Mod stepped forward to invite him. There was no other way. There was no manpower now, so he had to come.

Matt looked at the burly man who was a head taller than him, thought about the information Mu Yunyan gave him before he came, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but step forward to talk: "Excuse me, are you Commander Mod who commanded the fleet to defeat the Black Flag Fleet yesterday?"

"Yes, it's me." Mod answered in a muffled voice, walking in front without turning his head.

He, the leader of the Mod's Corps, was actually serving as a receptionist here, so he was already unhappy.

"Your Mod's Corps is famous throughout the Omega Star Region, and all forces admire you." Matt's words were not flattery. They had read the combat records last night. According to Mu Yunyan's evaluation, this commander was iron-blooded and rational. He was a terrifying commander who could abandon some frigates in exchange for the opportunity to annihilate the enemy fleet.

"Forget it, I can only fight in small forces like you. I can't handle other big forces, and I need others."

Mod waved his hand and said that his Mod's Corps was at most a battleship, and at most it was considered a leader in conventional battles. Once he encountered an enemy above the flagship level, he would be a little overwhelmed.

But in Matt's ears, this sentence had another meaning.

Is there any other power in this New Eden? !

After that, no matter how much Matt tried to talk, Mod stopped talking and walked to the conference room with his head down.

In the conference room, Ola, who had been waiting for a long time, nodded at the two people who came in, and then spoke after the two sat down: "Matt representative came here for the Black Flag Galaxy, right?"

"Yes!"

Matt said directly. He knew this situation. It turned out that the roundabout way of business negotiations was useless. It was better to be straightforward.

"Then what do you want to do?" The bionic robot where Ola was was leaning on the conference table with both hands, and the two mechanical eyeballs stared at Matt closely, "Are you planning to use force to take back the Black Flag Galaxy?"

Matt shook his head. As a person who controls a fleet of tens of thousands of warships, he certainly couldn't be scared: "This is not the last resort. After all, although my Omega Federation is big and powerful, we don't want to create a strong enemy for nothing."

"Then we can talk?" Ola sat back in his seat and smiled.

"We can talk, but there are conditions, and this is the bottom line!" Matt said seriously.

"Go ahead."

"First," Matt raised his index finger and stared at Aura, "You need to join the Omega Federation, and I can do my best to make you the sixth seat."

Matt played a trick and turned this condition that everyone had already agreed to into a favor.

"This is impossible. New Eden will not join any organization or group." Aura shook his head expressionlessly, and his mechanical eyes flashed a strange red light.

"This is our bottom line," Matt stood up and looked at Aura, "You should know that the Black Flag is the northern gate of the Omega Star Region. Although there is no threat in the north, it must be in our own hands!"

Of course Aura knew, otherwise he would not have spent so much effort to plan this Black Flag Galaxy. After all, this is also the gate of his Alpha Star Region, and he would not give in.

"Then there is nothing to talk about?"

Aura turned his head and winked at Mod, who had been standing beside him, ready to see him off.

Mod walked behind Matt and held Matt's shoulders tightly with a pair of big hands: "Please, Matt representative."

"Wait, of course we have to talk about this, the conditions can be discussed!" Matt felt the pair of iron hands on his shoulders and screamed in pain

Ola nodded, and Mod also let go and stood back beside Ola.

Matt moved his shoulders and said his real minimum condition: "Alliance, this is our final bottom line."

"Okay." Ola nodded. This alliance is much more sincere than direct annexation. "Let's talk about the second condition."

"Second, I hope everything in the Black Flag Galaxy will remain the same, the acceleration track will still be open to all forces, and we also hope that the tax will be the same as before." The Black Flag Galaxy is a must-pass place for many of their secret trade routes. If these guys raise taxes at will, it will greatly affect their interests.

"That's fine." Ola had no objection to this. After all, he didn't care about this little profit. "And we can also provide you with rescue services in the north, as long as the money is in place."

Matt's eyes lit up. This barren land in the north was beyond their reach. They often encountered wandering pirates robbing. These pirates wandered around and had no place to stay. They had no place to retaliate. If they could have a strong friendly army to help, it would be much easier.

"That's possible. We can discuss the details later."

"Of course." Ola said with a smile. The north is the Alpha star field. Even if there is this, he will not allow his territory to have unstable factors such as pirates.

Except for the first condition, he is very satisfied with the other conditions.

"I have a question, I want to ask you." Matt looked at Ola, then looked at Mod behind Ola, and said hesitantly: "May I ask you New Eden"

Suddenly, such a strong dragon crossing the river appeared, which inevitably makes people puzzled.

"It's just a stray dog ​​looking for a home."

Ola and Mod's faces showed some sadness. Matt saw that the two had made up their minds, and then stopped testing, but led the topic to cooperation.

In the end, the two sides reached some commercial cooperation. For example, Ola used the free rescue and escort of the Lambert Heavy Industry Fleet in the northern Alpha star field as a condition to rent six galaxies with rich ice mines around the Black Flag, and there were many trade cooperations with Lambert Heavy Industry.

"That's the thing. Except for New Eden, which is only willing to form an alliance and not join us, all other military and commercial cooperation has been agreed upon."

In the conference room, Matt reported the results of this exchange.

"Hmph, you don't know what's good for you. Are you looking down on us?" Tattle Mashi slapped the armrest of the chair and stood up aggressively, "I think we should just destroy it!"

Mu Yunyan, who was playing games on the table with her legs crossed, said vaguely: "Then you can take your fleet to attack. As long as you can win, what's wrong with giving you the Black Flag Galaxy? I'll be the first to agree."

"Me too." Matt squinted his eyes and said

Tattle Mashi was so choked that he didn't know how to speak. Although he wanted to rush over with his fleet, his reason told him that he should not act rashly. He then snorted and sat back.

Since then, no one has objected, and New Eden has officially entered the Omega star field, becoming the sixth pole outside the five major forces of the Omega Federation!