Chapter 214: Technology Movement

Chapter 214: Technology Movement

A huge AA-9 cargo ship fell from the sky and landed in a remote desert on the planet Cerea.

This primitive planet does not have any means to monitor the sky. For a planet, the 300-meter-long hull of the AA-9 cargo ship is still too small.

The cabin door was opened, and in the wide cargo compartment, several rows of weapon racks were neatly placed, all of which were full of weapons. Among the several pallets on the ground, ammunition boxes piled up like mountains!

It seems that for some evil purpose, these boxes are sprayed with a pattern of Santa Claus. Of course, these people don't know the meaning, they only know that it is an old human man in a red cotton jacket.

Yuri Olov got off the cargo ship wearing sunglasses and drank a cigar in his mouth. Two T-850 entourages came over immediately and put on a windbreaker for him, full of style.

His younger brother Vitaly Olov also smokes cigars in sunglasses, but he is only wearing a shirt and vest, which is not so conspicuous.

Elder Dorr Femi Bonmi of Planet Cerea, representative of the Galactic Republic Bron, and mafia gangster Ifante Mon have been waiting here. Seeing the tens of thousands of automatic rifles in the cargo hold, they all agreed. Laugh out loud.

And in the cargo hold, there is an MNLAV-21 Pathfinder-class light attack vehicle parked impressively! It's just that this car is not painted in the desert, but has slogans such as long live technology written all over it, and the turret of the attack vehicle has also been removed and replaced by a podium with a microphone.

"It's really you, Santa Claus! This is so wonderful! Hahahaha!!" Bron went up and hugged Yuri-Olov enthusiastically, "If this operation is successful, then I will be the 30th person sent by the Republic. The only one who succeeded among the many envoys!! According to the law, I will automatically be promoted to the plenipotentiary representative of Planet Cerea, responsible for all affairs of the Republic and Planet Cerea!"

Yuri took a puff on his cigar and said, "There are 100,000 assault rifles, 15 million rounds of ammunition, and 1 million rounds of non-lethal rubber bullets. Is that enough?"

"Enough! Enough! Enough! Hahahaha!" Elder Dorr nodded and said.

"No... not enough!" Yuri shook his head, "Planet Cerea has a population of 450 million! 100,000 rifles? Add daily training and wear and tear? Tsk tsk tsk. Elder Dorr, my Friends, is this just the beginning? It's just the beginning. Only those who control the army can control the political power. You are the one who controls the army! And I'm just the Santa Claus who delivers milk to the army, hahaha!"

On the other side of the cargo bay, more than 100 B-1 robots have already begun to carry weapons and ammunition to the suspended truck for delivery.

These are the true fanatical supporters of the technology movement, and they are even willing to throw their heads and blood for the goals of modernization, industrialization, and technologicalization! And each of them held a Type 21 assault rifle in their hands!

Yuri Orlov smoked a cigar, looked at Dorr Femi Bonmi who was giving a speech hard on the stage, smiled and turned around and asked, "My dear Ephant, are you not going?"

"This is not the occasion for me to appear." Ephant Mon's voice was very low, "Jabba already knows the progress here, and he is very happy. You should know, what makes Jabba happy will get what."

He turned around and said, "I'm going to Tatooine recently, and there are some changes there. After the matter of Cerea is settled, come to Tatooine to find me. If you can solve the problem of Tatooine The question is, Jabba is willing to establish a true friendship with you, and no one in the entire galaxy will dare to hurt you."

Then he walked away without looking back.

Yuri Olov took another deep drag on his cigar, turned away and continued watching the speech.

"... Now! Let's go to Tekafu City! To our future, go!!"

...

The mighty team began to march along the gravel road leading to the capital of the planet Cerea.

At the front of the team were four fully armed squads. In the center of each squad was someone holding a holographic projector, which projected a holographic image of Elder Dorr's speech and played it repeatedly.

It was followed by the MNLAV-21 Pathfinder-class attack vehicle. Elder Dorr stood on the roof of the attack vehicle, which was originally a turret but has now been converted into a podium. There were flowers around him, he patted the microphone lightly to test the sound and then waved to the people around him contentedly.

Behind them, there are 5,000 believers in the technology movement. They hold Type 21 assault rifles, which are filled with non-lethal rubber bullets, but just in case, each of them still has two magazines for full-power armor-piercing bullets.

And a huge team of more than 70,000 people followed behind, forming an unstoppable torrent!