Blackstone Code Chapter 738: Plan pass

"Your Majesty, Lynch revealed at the salon some army equipment that we haven't inquired about, as well as some related parameters..."

Watching an opera brought back from the Commonwealth, Tape, playing in the theater.

There is a small playroom in the palace, dedicated to the service of His Majesty the Emperor, for example, when he wants to take a break to relieve fatigue.

At this time, he was very excited. This time, the cultural visit and exchange group of Gavra showed enough contempt for everything about the Federation. In the words of the head of the group, "the culture of the Bailer Federation is like bullshit. Can't stand up."

For the head of the regiment with more cultural background, he really dislikes the inferior people in the sub-cultural world of the Federation.

Except for a very small number of artists who can be praised by people, there is not much artistic element in the works of others, either inexplicable self-indulgence or vulgar shit.

Among the many works that he felt really unbearable, he randomly selected some works and bought the copyrights and returned them for distribution, and swore that he would never go to the Federation for exchange visits again.

It's a desert of art!

In fact, he was right. How could a group of exiles, fugitives, and offspring of criminals have the "artistic vibe" that Gefra said?

They are too far away from art, and this is precisely the biggest difference between the social forms of the two countries, and even the difference between the state forms.

However, these introductory works, which were looked down upon by the head of the group, were exerting their power.

For example, His Majesty the Emperor likes the opera that is playing very much.

He didn't have the embarrassment to directly say that he would like to watch a movie. Before that, his attitude and position were very firm, and he would never watch the film and television works of the Federation. He believed that those things would make people degenerate and decadent.

So he chose an opera, the script of which was written by Gaevra's great screenwriter, called "Hain's Revenge" or "The Revenge of the Earl of Hein", about the murder of an earl But she got away with it and finally realized the story of revenge.

In Gavra's version, the core of the opera lies in the Count's wisdom. He used his wisdom to deal with numerous enemies, and finally through a similar provocation method, his enemies attacked each other and suffered disastrous defeats. He also regained power.

Many people think this is a very classic opera. The aristocratic figures in the opera are full, cunning, treacherous, full of wisdom, and even the villains are full of charisma, which is a rare masterpiece.

As for the Commonwealth's version... it's much more unrestrained.

In the Commonwealth's version of Hayne's Revenge, Earl Hayne doesn't use wits like Gavra's Hayne uses, he uses dicks.

From the moment he escaped from the dungeon, he has displayed unparalleled personal ability and bravery, certainly a bit of wisdom, but more of a bravery.

There is no thrilling thrill of dancing on a tightrope, the whole process is an alternative heroism that uses violence to defeat violence.

In fact, there are some people in the Federation who complain about this. The strength of joining Earl Hayne is so strong that he will not be subdued and take away his title by a few bad guys who don't even have weapons.

But this can't stop people's enthusiasm for it, just like His Majesty the Emperor at this time, looking at it with enthusiasm.

Each time Earl Hayne cleanly defeats his foe and moves closer to victory, he feels a burst of satisfaction from the bottom of his heart.

No need to think about it, just keep being happy like this, the script is good, and it would be even better if no one bothered him.

The player stopped just right, and dim lights lit up in the projection room, so that I could not see anything, but it would not hurt His Majesty's eyes, which were adapted to the dark.

"Maybe all he said was his big talk. Lynch was a good businessman, and big talk is in the nature of a businessman."

His Majesty the Emperor said this with some disdain in his tone. In fact, this was not his original intention, it was just the content of the opera that affected him.

He quickly calmed down and asked, "Find a professional to record it, and ask those military workers whether these data are fabricated or have some basis."

The visitor bent down again, "It has been reviewed, and most of them are in line with the engineers' inferences, and they think these data are likely to be true."

His Majesty the Emperor's eyes flashed, he stood up, and took a few steps back and forth, "Put some people in, be sure to remember every word."

"Also contact the lurkers on Baylor's side and let them move a little bit, you don't need to move all of them, choose a few of them, I want to know the authenticity of these data!"

His Majesty the Emperor is not so blind to choose completely believe or not, he needs to verify.

Mr. Trueman's strategy has been successful, and the biggest problem with Gavra right now is not their navy, but the army.

In every war, because the army is unreliable, it has to give up the advantages gained through the navy before. The country has unified the idea and must make the navy have combat effectiveness as soon as possible.

If it weren't for Amelia's homeland or a coastal country, they might not even be able to take down Amelia.

Each time a military resistance force is defeated in one place, the army will be driven back within a few days, so that a beating is a waste of time!

If the army can play a role, I am afraid that Gefra's territory has expanded countless times.

There are not many ways to change the status quo of the army. One is to completely crush the opponent in terms of armament and reduce the proportion of personal military quality in the war.

Another way is to strengthen and train individuals, so that the military can exert the power that should be exerted.

The latter is difficult, but the former can be considered.

There is a secret plan in Gavra, a major overhaul of the Army's armament.

Now some of the armament parameters of the Federation have been revealed, giving engineers a great reference value, especially through these parameters, engineers can reverse the combat effectiveness of the Federation Army.

This is of great value to the next war that may break out. At least they can have a general understanding of the combat capability of the Federal Army so that they will not collide head-on.

"Those wastes are not completely useless..." The emperor had a smile on the corner of his mouth. He sat down again, "Pay close attention." He raised his hand, the lights dimmed, and the on-screen The plot moved forward again.

Lynch started a big discussion about the army because of his anger with the nobles in the Privy Council. The news quickly spread in the circle of nobles, and some nobles who did not come also ran over on purpose.

A group of nobles who **** blood on the state system often appear in the minds of the people as a negative image, but sometimes, they are not completely negative.

At least in terms of patriotism, they are a little more patriotic than ordinary people. If the country is not strong enough, they will not live well.

Only when the country is strong can they continue to be powerful.

This incident naturally caused some unexpected situations, for example, a federal spy lurking in the imperial capital also knew the news.

"Boss, I have something to ask for leave..." An employee working in a cafe not far from the palace suddenly proposed the idea of ​​asking for leave.

The boss frowned, "Is there any reason to leave?"

The young man's face was a little shy, "I'm going to pick up my girlfriend from get off work..." The boss's face was already a little unhappy. He didn't think coaxing his girlfriend was more important than work.

But then the young man said, "I'm going to propose to her today!"

The boss's expression immediately relaxed, he looked at the young man, pursed his lips and smiled, then nodded, "Okay, by the way, do you need advance salary?"

The young man shook his head. He thanked his boss for his generosity and quickly changed his clothes and left.

From the moment he left the cafe, the look of hope and anxiety on his face gradually cooled down, and there was only a deep, hidden deep anger.

Among us, there's a traitor!

When he was thinking about these things, he was suddenly bumped by someone, and subconsciously, his hand was put into his arms. This is an instinct.

He staggered forward a few steps, and turned around with some apology on his face. It was the same young man. His eyes were a little special, and the proportions of the pupils were wrong and somewhat enlarged.

The person subconsciously clenched the briefcase in his hand with the label "Ledu Daily Editorial Department" written on it.

Ledu Daily is a local third-rate tabloid specializing in introducing call girls. It has a certain circulation, but its quality is very low.

"Sorry, I didn't notice you." The young man probed further, making sure the other party wasn't coming to test him.

He even took a few steps forward, reaching out as if to touch the young man who might be the newspaper.

The hit young man took a few steps back, the document bag in his arms tighter.

"No, it's okay, I didn't notice you, okay?"

Very hypocritical and perfunctory, both of them seem to want to leave quickly.

The young man nodded, turned around, focused on his surroundings, and left quickly.

And the young man from the newspaper turned around and started running again.

If young people pay a little attention, they will definitely find that there is some fishy smell ~IndoMTL.com~ blood on the young people of this newspaper.

The young man from the newspaper rushed into the newspaper, panting, and everyone in the newspaper focused on him at this moment.

"Big... big news, big news, we're going to be famous!", he waved the briefcase in his hand, took a breath, and rushed into the editor-in-chief's office.

The editor-in-chief is a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing round-rimmed glasses, with a moustache, and a very traditional cultural atmosphere.

He was holding a cup of broken flower tea for fifteen yuan a pound in his hand, sipping it carefully.

Seeing the young man from the newspaper rushing in, he didn't show his displeasure, but just raised his eyes and squinted, "Why is the good news so powerful?"

The young man of the newspaper took a few breaths again, his face showing a touch of excited ruddy, "Evidence of suspected fraud in the round financing book!"

With a jerk, the editor-in-chief stood up, the scented tea wet his well-maintained beard, but he didn't care at all at this time.

All he knew was that the newspaper was going to be famous!