Next, Liu Hanyang got more information from Weilun.
It turns out that since the beginning of the expedition fleet entering space to carry out the "Mission Exploration" plan in the hope of finding a second home on Earth, the Tiberians have stepped up their encroachment and plunder on the last territory of mankind on Earth - Western Oceania.
Western Oceania originally had sparse vegetation, high temperatures and little rain, and the natural environment was very harsh. Among them, the three major deserts - the Great Sandy Desert, the Gibson Desert and the Victoria Desert occupy most of the territory.
However, the Tiberians occupy an area on Earth where the natural environment is more superior and richer. Even so, they are not satisfied.
With an agreement based on absolute power, mankind lost all land and sea except for the desert western region of Oceania.
In order to survive, humans have transformed the three major deserts, built a large number of desalination plants along the coast, transplanted soil, transported large amounts of glaciers from Antarctica from time to time to replenish fresh water resources, planted tracts of forests, and The local climate has been improved.
Three super blowers equipped with controllable nuclear fusion engines running in the stratosphere shuttle over the Indian and Pacific Oceans in summer and winter, continuously blowing the high-altitude northwest monsoon and southeast monsoon to the hinterland of the three deserts.
Sufficient water vapor carried by the monsoon transports a large amount of warm and moist airflow, thereby forming rainfall. Rainfall can not only produce sufficient fresh water and moist land, but also regulate local temperatures.
Since then, the human environment in the western territories of Oceania has been greatly improved, and food self-sufficiency and sustainable development have been basically achieved.
But these have become the key targets of the Tiberians.
On the surface, they did not damage or destroy human facilities, but came to drain the water from under the cauldron.
They first launched hundreds of meteorological weapons into the Earth's low-Earth orbit, forcibly changing the circulation direction of the Earth's atmosphere, causing warm and moist airflow to be blocked on the circulation path of western Oceania all year round, so that the area is always under the control of the subtropical high pressure. Below, no rainfall can form.
This dirty trick made the three super blowers equipped with controllable nuclear fusion engines deployed by humans in the stratosphere completely useless.
Drought and high temperatures have once again descended on human territory, and the environment has become increasingly harsh.
In addition, under the pretext of protecting the earth's glacier resources, they forcibly closed down human glacier mining factories in Antarctica and blocked by force the transportation routes of glaciers and drinking water to human territory.
At the same time, they are repeating their old tricks, using the excuse of protecting the earth's marine resources to force humans to close more than 70% of seawater desalination plants and reduce more than 90% of offshore fishery catches.
Ironically, as the former masters of the earth, human beings were forced by an alien race to sign an "Earth Resources Protection Agreement."
Humanity has been pushed into a corner and has reached a situation of life and death.
In order to fight for the right to survive, mankind refused to sign the so-called "Earth Resources Protection Agreement" even at the risk of a fight.
The result of visa refusal is war.
Shortly after the expedition fleet arrived in Barnard's system, a war for resources broke out between humans and the Tiberians, which lasted only three weeks.
Humanity was defeated.
In the face of absolute strength, humans were forced to accept the conditions of the Tiberians. After the Tiberians changed several terms like charity, the two parties signed a "peace" agreement.
Only then did humans truly realize that the earth had changed hands.
Weilun pulled down his tie hard. The endless narration just now made him thirsty. He pursed his lips, then took out half a bottle of water from the briefcase he carried, raised his neck and said, "Gudong, gudong." "Drank it all.
A burning sensation extended from Liu Hanyang's lips to his throat. He also felt thirsty and looked at the empty water bottle on the table unnaturally.
Weilun understood the meaning in his eyes and looked at the soldier next to him. After hesitating for a moment, the soldier took out a bottle of water from his trouser pocket and handed it to Liu Hanyang.
A few big mouthfuls of sweet rain slid down his hot throat, like dry land looking forward to long-lost rain, nourishing every cell in Liu Hanyang's body.
"Cough cough cough..." He coughed violently and drank too hard, causing him to choke on water.
"Save your drink, we haven't finished talking yet." Velen complained.
Liu Hanyang straightened his body, and the energy in his body suddenly became much smoother.
He looked at Weilun and said slightly seriously: "I now officially hire you as my attorney. As for the fee, it's easy to say, but you have to do me a favor first."
"Ha!" A trace of disdain flashed across the corner of Wei Lun's mouth, "I've wasted so much time on you, and you just agreed to hire me now? Were you just joking with me before?"
"Of course not, we need to understand each other."
"I'm very expensive." Velen said with squinting eyes.
"How expensive is it?"
"30 million earth coins."
"How much is it? Give me an idea."
"Um..." Weilun coughed dryly, picked up the empty water bottle on the table, and said, "I can buy 200 million bottles of water."
Liu Hanyang looked helplessly away from the empty water bottle and shook his head: "I don't have that much, but I can use all the salary and all subsidies given to me by the Voyage Fleet for more than 20 years as legal fees."
Velen's fingers kept touching his chin, his eyes rolled up, as if he was calculating the value of the two...
After a while, he raised his brows and snapped his fingers: "Then I will suffer a little loss, that's it. Oh, by the way, what help do you want from me?"
"Zhou Yun was brought in with me. I want to know her current situation."
When Liu Hanyang finished speaking, Weilun's face immediately became serious. He waved his hand vigorously: "In the face of money and life, I choose the latter! I can't help you."
The two looked at each other like four cold arrows facing each other...
From Wei Lun's determined eyes, Liu Hanyang felt a hint of despair.
"You should be able to have food and drink, right?" He looked at Wei Lun with expectant eyes and asked.
"Who? You?"
"Zhou Yun."
Weilun thought for a while, and then his eyes fell on the soldier next to him. Then he stood up and walked to him. After whispering a few words in his ear, he secretly stretched out three fingers. The soldier thought deeply. After a moment he nodded.
Weilun returned to his seat and whispered in a pretentious voice: "The woman you are talking about called Zhou Yun, her three meals a day will cost me a month's salary, this money has to be calculated separately."
Liu Hanyang took a long breath, smiled and nodded.
"Okay, let's talk about your case now." Weilun leaned forward and said.
"Returning to Earth was the right choice after considering all the unfavorable and favorable factors. This approach not only accumulated experience in the voyage to the universe, but also preserved the last three starships and nearly 300,000 ships of the voyage fleet. The lives of the members have made mankind realize that the earth is unique and rare in the universe and its importance to mankind." Liu Hanyang said righteously.
"These are what I should have said to the presiding judge." Weilun waved his hand and reminded, "What you want to say is to shirk responsibility and shirk yourself completely."
“I am an advocate of returning to Earth, but I personally do not agree with the accusations made by the Earth Federation Army’s Special Military Tribunal, especially the so-called crimes of desertion and refusal to carry out orders!
"Pa!" Weilun clapped his hands fiercely, "That's right! However, if you are so frank and honest, I, as the presiding judge, can't help you."
After speaking, he touched his mouth and continued: "Shifting responsibility, understand? Can you not be so stubborn?"
"I'm stating the facts."
Weilun became a little restless. He grabbed the empty water bottle and found that there was no water. He quickly put it down. Then he lowered his head and patted his forehead with his hand, as if he was thinking about something...
After about a minute, he raised his head and said solemnly: "In this way, you can tell me everything about your voyage and your final decision to return. I need to know the whole truth."
More than 30 minutes later, Liu Hanyang told the story of the interstellar voyage that lasted for more than 20 years and the final decision to return to Earth with reservations. Weilun was shocked and fascinated when he heard it...
It seems that I was shocked by the thrill of deep space, and seemed to be attracted by the mystery and unpredictability of the universe.
It took him a long time to recover from his immersion, and his eyes towards Liu Hanyang became much more reserved and serious.
There is a little more respect and admiration, and less frivolity and uninhibition than before.
He stood up with a smile and said in a soft tone: "Mr. Liu, let's go here today. I need to go over what you said carefully and come back to you in a few days."
After saying that, he walked up to Liu Hanyang, leaned slightly and shook hands with him politely before leaving.
A black car parked in front of the building of the Space Military Operations Administration under the Earth Federation Army. The door opened. Interrogator Legg got out of the car and hurried into the building with his briefcase.
After entering the building, led by a captain officer, he walked through a bright corridor and walked toward an office on the west side.
The two stopped in front of the door marked with the nameplate "Director General of Space Military Operations". After showing their credentials to the two guards at the door, the captain officer left.
The guard opened the door, and Legge entered the room quietly.
It was noon, but the thick curtains were tightly drawn, making the light in the room very dim. The only light came from a lamp on the desk.
Under the dim light, a muscular figure leaned back on a chair, holding his head with one hand, as if he was still dreaming.
Legg stood cautiously, for fear of disturbing his sleep.
"Sit down." The muscular man said without moving.
Legg gently walked to the chair opposite the desk, took out a neatly bound pile of information from his briefcase, placed it neatly on the table, then lightly pressed his hand, and a beam of light was immediately projected onto the healthy body. A holographic projection screen was formed on the back of the tall man.
"Director General, this is the written information for the interrogation of Liu Hanyang and Zhou Yun." Legg said, gently pushing the information, and then pointing to the holographic projection, "This is the video information for the interrogation."
"Yes." The director-general nodded slightly, still seeming to feel very tired.
"I just heard Captain Hagiwara say that you held a meeting all night last night and it was not completed until nearly noon. If you are tired, I will report to you tomorrow."
The director-general waved his hand: "I'm not that delicate, help me open the curtains."
The curtains were opened, and bright light filled every corner of the room.
"What's going on with that lawyer?" the Director General asked thoughtfully.
"You mean Waylon Dawson?"
"Yes."
"He has officially become Liu Hanyang's attorney."
"I'm asking about his abilities."
"Oh." Legg said quickly, "This person has nothing but appearances, is afraid of life and death, and is also very greedy for money. According to his colleagues, he has been in the legal profession, but he has not obtained a lawyer's license yet."
"Yes." The director-general nodded with satisfaction.
After a while, he walked to the window, looked at the scenery outside the window and sighed: "Liu Hanyang is an upright and talented man, but someone must be responsible for the destruction of the voyage fleet and the deaths of nearly ten million voyage officers and soldiers. Until Fleet Admiral Snate returns to Earth and faces trial, he can only become a scapegoat."
After the director finished speaking, he slowly turned around. Under the bright light, a resolute and weather-beaten face was revealed. The years had made his hair grow on his temples.
He is Li Jianfeng.
