The Fourth Scourge of Star Wars

1244. The Governor's Wedding (1)

20BBY, ​​January 19.

Before the two factions of the Interplanetary Banking Association officially turned against each other and split, Master Sass-Tin was still on the planet Kali to spy on geth intelligence.

Another storm is quietly brewing in the inner circle of the galaxy.

In fact, the reason why the Interstellar Banking Association split into two parts half a month later was actually successfully split into two parts. To a large extent, it was precisely because of this storm here.

Lundili Galaxy!

One of the largest warship manufacturing centers in the Galactic Republic.

And it was an inconspicuous Gozanti-class transport ship that ignited the fuse of the entire storm.

The spaceship, painted white all over with a double interlocking symbol, left the hyperspace lane and came to the Corellian system.

Because it was during the war, and the situation in the Rendili galaxy adjacent to the Corellian galaxy was somewhat uncertain, so including this place, it has been strictly controlled by the military of the Galactic Republic.

A Z-95 fighter jet approached immediately and sent a communication, [The Gozanti class in front, identification number HX-55483, please stop the engine, lower the shield, and accept inquiries and scans. Please connect to the security frequency band of the Second Galaxy Army of the Galactic Republic, the frequency band code is 'Corelia-14449'. 】

The fighter was piloted by a pilot in his 40s. He was casually dressed, and the data eyepiece was hung aside by him, but he did not wear it at all, but he was very skilled in operating the instruments in his hands—obviously this was a pilot. After retiring from the army, he returned to the second line to serve as a pilot for security work.

Seeing that the Gozanti-class transport ship obediently lowered its engine output and turned off its shields, the pilot approached skillfully. He smoothly controlled the fighter jets to hover around the transport ship, and activated the external scanner to thoroughly scan the cargo compartment of the transport ship.

The communication was connected, and the screen in front of him flickered, and a man with blond hair and stubble on his face appeared in a leather jacket, but he was in good spirits. He greeted with a smile and said, "Hi, sir, busy Have you had a day? How about a drink in Corellia? Please."

The pilot raised his eyebrows, and he could tell at a glance that this person was an old man, many of those who were engaged in smuggling, or exploring and digging for treasure, were like this. Because there are often some shady things in their spaceships, so they usually say that when someone checks them, it can be regarded as an unspoken rule.

In fact, to put it bluntly, this means giving a toll toll as a bribe, and you also have to pay attention to where you go to drink. The name of the planet reported by this person basically implies how much the bribe is, not really asking you to go there for a drink. For example, if someone asks you to go to Coruscant for a good meal, then congratulations, a large bribe is waiting for you. Of course, the risk is also high, it depends on whether you dare to ask for it.

This person said to go to the planet Corellia to drink, which means that the bribe is actually not a lot, but it is enough to be happy for a few days. After all, although Corellia is a very developed planet, most of them are factories and manufacturing industries. The wine that ordinary people can drink on the planet Corellia is actually the same.

But this time the pilot didn't appreciate it. He waved his hand and said, "Show your personal data first, and then explain clearly, where are you going?"

"Hi, my name is Cunte, and I'm running some goods for Corellia." The man reported his name.

The pilot compared the data, and sure enough, the computer displayed Cunte's information. In the information, he was a cargo ship pilot attached to the Corellia Engineering Company.

However, the Corellian Engineering Company has a big business, and God knows that they have tens of millions of drivers under their banner. This information at best shows that his background is more legitimate. If he is really an official employee of the Corellian Engineering Company, That's stupid. Look at the double ring logo on the Gozanti-class ship. Although I don't recognize it, it is obviously not the logo of the Corellia Engineering Company. God knows what this person is smuggling.

"Okay, where to go." The Republic pilot pouted, but still sent a text message casually, which was a bank account.

Seconds later, he saw his bank balance jump a few digits on the computer, a little more than he had imagined. It's quite refreshing, on the road, yes, the pilot's mood suddenly improved.

Cunter said in a low voice, "Sir, I'm going to Lundili this trip..."

The Republic pilot almost choked on his breath, and he immediately wanted to return the money, but they would definitely not accept the money back if they paid the bill. He suddenly lost his temper, and said angrily: "You fucking go to Lundili? Don't you know that all spaceships going to the Lundili galaxy are now under strict control?! Get out of here immediately!"

Cun Te hurriedly appeased, "No, no, sir, listen to me, you have to look at your scan results first... What I sent is medical equipment! And this time I am mentioning the medical technology industry company ( Medtech Industries, it’s not a suspicious item!”

The pilot looked at the scan data, and it really showed that there were dozens of medical cabins in the cargo hold of the transport ship. However, this medical cabin is somewhat different from ordinary medical cabins, and seems to be a new model. He looked at the scan data and frowned, "You... wait a minute! There are still people in your cargo hold??? More than a hundred people??"

Cun Te said mysteriously: "You don't know that, these are clones!"

"Clone?"

"Lundili Interstellar Power Company is designing a brand new medical frigate, and it is specially provided for use by clone troopers. These equipment are ordered by Lundili from Medical Technology Industries, along with 120 unconscious clones. People, used to conduct experiments to ensure the performance of this medical frigate." Cun Te said, "This is internal information, and that's all I can tell you..."

The pilot saw his bank balance jump a few more digits, and this business trip seemed a little tempting. But he still maintained his rationality and said, "No, no, no! Going to the Rendili galaxy is too sensitive!"

The village understood, and said: "Of course it's sensitive, so you need to report it to your commander. Besides, it's just a few medical cabins and a few clones. What can you do? If you don't believe me, you boarded the ship and checked. .”

The pilot saw that the bank balance jumped a few times again, and a considerable bribe was paid in. His tone finally eased, "Okay, I will report to the officer."

The amount of this money almost made his heart beat a lot faster, but he also knew that at least 90% of it had to be handed over to his chief. But if he doesn't hand over 90% of the money, he won't get a penny, because in the end it's his own boss who decides whether to let him go.

More than ten minutes later, the Gozanti-class transport ship from the Medical Technology Industry Company was tagged with medical equipment and medicines on the inspection record, and then it was released.

The spaceship came near the preset course, started the hyperspace engine, and disappeared instantly with a burst of white light.

...

"You are really generous, Cunte, do you know that your few words just now are equivalent to sending out a frigate?" A voice sounded from beside Cunte, it was Tang Xiao!

Cun Te laughed, "Compared to you, the daughter who is going to marry Lundili, you are still a beast of a sixteen-year-old girl, what's wrong with me being generous?"