In a castle in the mountains, a group of warlords sat together for the first time.
Invited by the warlord with the most influence, the other warlords gathered in his castle to discuss Marillo's future.
What made people not know whether to laugh or cry was that the president of Marillo's government was not there. The puppet government did not even have the right to "care about the country's future."
The reason why these warlords, who had all kinds of conflicts with each other, could sit there was very simple: the Federation's attitude and the pressure they brought.
Everyone's expression was very ugly. Their fierce or indifferent gazes kept moving back and forth between each other. The atmosphere in the room was extremely tense.
It was the same outside the castle. People from different factions did not like each other. If it were not for the fact that this was someone else's territory, they might have already started fighting.
With the appearance of the invitee, the tense atmosphere in the room seemed to have found an outlet. A Mallory walked in.
He was one of the warlords with the most influence in Marillo. It was said that he had the blood of the royal family flowing in his body, which was why he had the most influence and strength.
He had the wealth left behind by the royal family. This made it so that while the other warlords were still thinking of ways to earn money, he only needed to think of ways to spend it.
This made his influence much stronger than the others. Many people in Marillo believed that if there was anyone who could end this turbulent world, it was very likely to be this warlord.
He was in his fifties and wore Marillo's military uniform. When he came in, everyone took the initiative to stand up to show their respect. The main reason was that they were in someone else's territory. You could not respect the owner here, but you had to be responsible for your own life.
"Please sit …" After he sat down, the others sat down one after another.
After everyone sat down, there was a pause of about ten seconds. Then he said, "This time, there is only one reason for inviting everyone here, and that is to connect the dots.
"The spring sowing is not just spring sowing. It is also our beliefs and customs. However, the Federation does not respect our beliefs, customs, or rules.
"This is not the first time, and it will definitely not be the last. I believe that they have never wanted to respect us.
"If we continue to give in, none of us know how far they will go."
After the warlord finished speaking, the others nodded in agreement. It was the same with Sanchez. The Federation's expansion was unreasonable.
The few warlords had joined forces to put some pressure on the Federation. Although they didn't inflict heavy damage to the Federation, they had shown the Federation their determination.
Due to their determination, the Federation chose to give up on the idea of expanding from the east and instead expand from the west.
Moreover, the speed of expansion was extremely fast, and the momentum was also very fierce.
This made everyone consider whether they should put more pressure on the Federation. At the very least, they should let them know that if they continued to expand without any hesitation, they would be targeted by all of Marillo!
Marillo, whatever he had been, or was, or would be, was Marillo and Mallory's Marillo.
They could do anything here, but that didn't mean that the Federation could do the same.
In fact, these warlords knew very well that if the Federation was allowed to interfere too much, they would soon no longer be satisfied with a small 'profit'. They would definitely want more!
The warlords also knew very well that they might not be a match for the Federation, but they had to show their attitude.
Marillo was least afraid of a civil war. Unless the Federation could kill everyone here, they would never accept the Federation's rule!
"Do we have any way to deal with those planes?"
The word 'airplane' had also entered the warlords' field of vision after the first bombing. Through various means, they learned about the word 'airplane' and the destructive power behind it.
The warlord nodded. "I received some help from some friends. They gave me something …"
As he spoke, he had someone push a weapon that no one had ever seen into the room.
It looked a little like a double-mounted cannon, but it was much smaller. The warlords didn't know how to describe it, but they felt that it was very special.
At this time, a foreigner walked in.
The reason why they said he was a foreigner was because his hair and eyes didn't belong to Marillo or Marillo. Everyone looked at him.
"Good evening, gentlemen. I'm Violet Orchid Industries, the representative of the manufacturer of this anti-aircraft cannon."
The warlords looked at the warlord with some confusion. They thought that everyone was gathering to fight against the Federation and put pressure on the Federation. They didn't expect that a foreign force would join in.
For a moment, everyone remained silent. They weren't sure if they should say anything or how to express their stance.
The warlord seemed to understand the psychological dynamics of these people. He smiled, took out a Kleve, and handed it to a servant to cut it open. "Violet Orchid Industries is … the most advanced military equipment manufacturer in the country."
"If we want to deal with the Federation, the first thing we have to deal with is the Federation's planes. Their planes have too much of an impact on us."
"If we can control the Federation's planes, at least they won't dare to fly over the war zone, then we'll be able to pull both sides back to a fair level."
"I also believe that without the interference of the planes, the Federation won't necessarily be our opponent!"
The country he was talking about was a very small country that didn't have the ability and strength to interfere with the internal affairs of Marillo. This made everyone breathe a sigh of relief.
They were afraid that the warlord would collude with a powerful force, such as Gevra.
That would be a disaster for them.
But who cares about a small, inconspicuous country?
It was unknown whether they could send a few thousand people here, let alone interfere with the problems between them.
With this psychological foundation, everyone's expression eased a lot. Someone couldn't help but ask, "Can it really deal with planes?"
The military representative smiled and sat on a simple chair. As he sat down, the muzzle of the anti-aircraft cannon, which was almost parallel to the ground, suddenly rose and pointed at the sky.
He quickly adjusted the direction and angle of the cannon by shaking some handles. "The joystick on the left allows us to quickly turn the base of the anti-aircraft cannon and quickly adjust the vertical angle of the cannon barrel."
"Shake the right hand to adjust the angle and distance is about one-fifth of the left side. This is for more detailed adjustments."
"We've used the latest dual-22 mm anti-aircraft cannon, which can be supplied with 160 rounds at a time …"
He described the parameters of the anti-aircraft cannon in detail. In order to prove that it could play an effective role against planes, the military representative also listed the parameters of the Federation's current bombers.
In short, as long as they used the anti-aircraft cannon, the Federation's planes wouldn't be able to fly in and out like they were now.
The warlord might have seen the interest in the warlords' eyes, so he invited everyone to the courtyard of his castle. There were two anti-aircraft cannons in the courtyard.
Then the corresponding staff members sat on the cannons, and under the signal of the military representative, they released two target planes.
The target planes were shot down not long after they rose into the air. Everyone stared at them with their mouths agape, and everyone's eyes flashed with light!
In fact, they weren't afraid of the Federation's army, or the Blackstone Security's staff, but they were really afraid of the planes.
They didn't have any way to defend against planes, so they were in a passive position everywhere.
If they could fight against the Federation's planes … then why should they be afraid of the Federation?
Then the warlords sat on the anti-aircraft cannon and operated it themselves. They also let their accompanying officers try it out.
Although it was the first time they came into contact with such a thing, they quickly adapted to the operation.
The design of the Violet Orchid Industries was very user-friendly. It didn't use a trigger to control the firing, but a foot pedal.
This way, people didn't need to aim and shoot. They could aim and shoot at the same time.
In addition to the explanation of the military representative, everyone was very interested in the anti-aircraft cannon.
"Then … how much is it worth?"
One of the warlords couldn't help but ask, and the others quieted down.
It was good, but if it was too expensive, they might not be willing to buy it.
The warlord looked at the representative of the Violet Orchid Industries, and the latter reported a somewhat unexpected number.
"It only costs nineteen thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine frats …" The representative paused. He suddenly realized that this place was right next to the Confederation, and the people here were used to using the Confederation's sol to settle accounts.
He quickly calculated in his mind and reported a new price. "It's about 31,000 to 32,000 Federation sols."
This price was very low, and the warlords were relieved. The warlord who asked first waved his hand. "Give me 20 … no, 30 of them. How about the bullets?"
"Thirty dollars each!"
"That's a little expensive."
The warlord frowned. He thought that the bullets would only cost a few dollars (Federation sols) at most.
The military representative explained that the shells of the machine guns didn't look much bigger than bullets, but this didn't mean that the technology and manufacturing process were the same.
The hidden dangers of the planes eventually suppressed the warlords' dissatisfaction with the price. Soon, each warlord ordered at least 10 of them, and some ordered 50 of them. It could be said that this was a successful promotion.
In fact, no one knew that the people behind the Violet Orchid Industries were the Guevara People.
They still didn't have the exact parameters of the bombers, and they didn't even have the actual planes.