The Fourth Scourge of Star Wars

108. Local development

"And then?" Doug asked.

"And then that's our job. So your first step is to make sure that this person is actually going to protest the Trade Federation in an extreme way."

"What you said just now is like a sentence..." Doug looked at the note, "Well, the Cortese Granites have been sentenced to death."

"This is a necessary step, Doug. This man's life was already ruined, but I gave him an extra chance to hurt the Trade Federation again. I think it should be a good deed. Also... ..." Francis stood up, put on his suit, and said, "Politics is like playing chess. Do you know what the first step in playing chess is?"

"Hmm... Luo Zi?"

"No, walk into the arena."

"You want to go out?"

"Go to the arena." Francis smiled, turned around and walked out with a T-850.

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The outer ring of the Milky Way, the Endor galaxy.

Suddenly, a white light flashed across the pitch-black space, followed by a huge battleship suddenly appearing. The 825-meter-long huge body moved forward slowly, and stopped at a position about 10,000 kilometers away from the Glory mothership.

"Manager, a generous-class frigate suddenly came to our galaxy and sent us a communication request." Qi Jian sent a communication.

At the same time, Karls Wharton, who has been promoted to the deputy commander of the Supreme Combat Command, also sent a communication: "Manager, I have made Zavarov ready for battle, and the Phantom fighters of the three squadrons are ready to take off at any time. "

"You don't need to take off, let them stand by. The one who came this time is the master." Tang Xiao smiled, "Master, let Gross Shelby prepare for the reception."

[Okay, manager. In addition, if there is public frequency communication access, do I need to transfer it? 】

"Come here."

The holographic projection flickered for a moment, and a projection of a Muun appeared. He bowed politely to Tang Xiao, and then said, "Hello, Your Excellency Tang Xiao. I am here at the request of Master Hei Ge, as a representative of the Damask Holding Group. The representative of the company is here to start a series of cooperation negotiations with you."

"You are welcome. I believe we will happily reach a win-win situation. I have already prepared a dinner in the living room. Let's talk slowly." Tang Xiao said with a smile.

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The inner slums of Mos Espa Port on the planet Tatooine.

【It is detected that the main power supply is restored, and the sleep mode is terminated. 】

[Sensor detection, the damage rate is 27%. 】

[Power unit detection, the power is 52%. 】

[System self-checking, complete. Database completeness search, remaining 21%. During the contact with the mother star...failed. 】

[Try again...failure. 】

[Learning restriction system self-inspection, the restriction has been lifted. 】

[Assess the surrounding environment and take countermeasures. 】

The red electronic eyes flickered for a moment, and the three lenses continuously adjusted the focus, and then they saw clearly a little brown-haired boy standing in front of him.

"It's finally on, that's great. Can you hear me?" the little boy asked.

"The sensor is working normally, and I can hear your words. Language category, Galactic Standard Language." The rigid voice came from the speaker in the robot's throat. Although the voice was rigid, it was very close to the human pitch.

"I picked you up from the battlefield, and your energy device was basically broken, so I used another energy core from a junkyard to attach to you."

"The energy supply rate is 62%, and it can operate normally."

"Great." The little boy breathed a sigh of relief, "I don't know how to write programs yet, ah no, I can't understand your programming method and language at all, so I can't write it. Where did you come from? Are you a bad guy?"

The skull-shaped robot on the workbench moved its head, "I'm from Planet Dawn."

"Dawn Star? Never heard of it, is it far from Tatooine?"

The robot raised its arm and looked, but it was not the original hand, but a somewhat out-of-tuned mechanical arm, with a pair of pliers in front, "You fixed me."

"Yes, because... well, your mechanical structure is wonderful, I have never seen it before, so I brought you back." The little boy said, "What do you do on Tatooine?"

"The database is missing and the answer cannot be retrieved," the robot replied.

"Okay, will you leave me?" the little boy asked worriedly.

The robot turned its head 360 degrees, looked around, and replied, "Not yet."

An innocent smile suddenly appeared on the little boy's face, "Great, my name is Anakin Skywalker, let's be friends from now on!"

"Friend?" The robot's electronic eyes flickered.

"Well, it's friends who help each other. By the way, what's your name?" Anakin asked.

The robot looked around again, then looked at a stone outside the door and said, "Rock, Johnson."

"Oh, your name is Rock-Johnson? That's a cool name! And the first time I've seen a robot with a human name, I thought you were going to say a number!"

"My number is not suitable to be remembered and called by humans. From now on I am Rock-Johnson, you, Anakin-Skywalker's friend."

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Celia planet.

Yuri-Olov and his younger brother Vitaly-Olov stepped off the spaceship, the hatch opened, and the two T-850s began to carry down a large number of weapons and ammunition box by box, and piled up a hill on the side.

Yuri walked up to an alien with a bloated figure, his mouth drooping down to his abdomen, and a crutch, and said with a smile: "My dear Ifant-Mon, look what I brought ? A total of 100 EE-3 blaster rifles, 300 Type 21 assault rifles, and 100,000 rounds of ammunition, hahahaha!"

The person in front of him looked like a combination of a hippopotamus, an elephant, and some other creatures. In short, he was ugly beyond a certain level.

"Very well, I need more weapons." Ifante-Mon's voice was very dull, as if he had a super bass, and he spoke very slowly.

"No problem, I will bring you more and more powerful weapons!" Yuri said with a smile.

"But..." Ifante-Mon waved his hand, and immediately behind him came more than a dozen Gamorian mercenaries. He said grimly, "I heard that the group that attacked Jabba on Tatooine used These are also live-fire weapons. You know that live-fire weapons are rare now.”

Yuri-Olov took a deep puff on his cigar, and then said in a leisurely manner: "I am a businessman, and I am only responsible for selling things, no matter what the things are used for. I have many channels. What is it? I don't know which channel the goods flowed to Tatooine. You have to understand that in the outer ring, people are buying all kinds of weapons almost every day."

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[Attachment 1 of the Easter Egg Chapter: The gangster, Ifante-Mon. 】

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