2250, Mandalorian Civil War (six)
Bo-Katan-Kryze put down the speech in his hand, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and rubbed his temples tiredly. She has been speaking continuously for more than three hours, all relying on a special throat drink to carry it.
After rising up and leading the Mandalore people to resist, Bo-Katan-Kryze also took off their combat armor, put on solemn and elegant clothes, and began to devote themselves to politics. At this time, she finally understood the painstaking efforts of her sister Satine-Kryze.
Satine-Kryze warned her many times that she should learn law, learn speech, learn games, and learn compromise, but in the eyes of Bo-Katan at that time, these were all signs of cowardice. She believes that the Mandalorian should defeat all enemies on the frontal battlefield.
However, the facts told her that some enemies would never appear on the frontal battlefield, while some friends could only be obtained through compromise. Unless one has the power to crush the entire galaxy, politics is a topic that can never be avoided.
Bo-Katan-Kryze only hates that she only wanted to practice her fighting skills back then, and even secretly joined Death Watch, so now she has no idea... If she wants to give a speech, she can only have someone write a manuscript for her, and if she wants to negotiate, she can only ask Vitaly-Orlov to help mediate.
Even for her current speech, in order to spread her voice throughout the planet, she actually secretly sought help from the Duchy of Dawn forces over Sefrans-Tann. Jango-Fett requested Sefrans-Tann to send ten Sentry-class Electronic Warfare Frigate secretly to Mandalore to provide support for ensuring the communication of the Rebel Alliance and ensuring the smooth flow of speech signals.
In fact, this does violate Rebel Alliance's principle of not wanting foreign forces to intervene, but there is really no way. Mandalore Engine Company actually has the ability to do this, but after Bo-Katan-Kryze discussed with several of his confidants, they believed that Mandalore Engine Company was not worthy of full trust. Letting them support this time was the bottom line. If they were allowed to continue, Rebel Alliance's internal affairs would inevitably be infiltrated.
Even if you really want to place a bet, it must be dispersed and cannot be concentrated on one party.
Coupled with the fact that communication support is provided, it is not very obvious and can be completely denied.
In fact, being able to achieve this was a decision Bo-Katan-Kryze made after he learned politics and compromise. The so-called politics is nothing more than balance and compromise.
"I hope it will be useful this time." Bo-Katan-Kryze drank some more throat soothing drinks, turned to the assistant behind him and said, "How is the battle going?"
The assistant nodded and replied, "Don't worry, miss, your speech was very successful. I believe that more people will now be able to realize the reactionary nature of Pre-Vizsla. However, the situation on the front line is indeed not optimistic... Secundus City lost contact half a day ago. I don't know what the situation is..."
"Secundus City has fallen." A strong voice came, and only Jango-Fett and Master Chief John-117, still wearing mechanized exoskeletons, came in. "I'm sorry, we couldn't stop Vizsla's army for longer."
Bo-Katan-Kryze frowned and subconsciously wanted to curse, but she forced herself to suppress her willfulness. She sighed and said, "It's enough. At least we held the government troops there for a week."
"Aunt Bo-Katan, we have contacted Mandalore Royal Academy of Government!" A young voice came from the other side.
I only saw a young man with blond hair walking over, with neatly combed blond hair. He looks to be about the same age as Bo-Katan-Kryze, but they are quite different in stature. Compared to Bo-Katan who is 1.8 meters tall, he is less than 1.7 meters tall. It is probably for this reason that he is willing to call Bo-Katan, who is about the same age as him, his aunt so generously.
He is Satine Kryze's nephew, Korkie Kryze. In terms of seniority, she really has to be called Aunt Bo-Katan.
Korky-Kryze once studied at Mandalore's Royal Academy of Government, an elite academy that specializes in cultivating high-level talents for future Mandalore. The admissions standards are very strict. Being admitted to this academy, Korky-Kryze also proved that he is capable enough. Therefore, after Bo-Katan-Kryze started running their own team, Korky also joined it and gradually grew into an important member.
However, the Royal Government College was forcibly disbanded after Pre-Vizsla came to power, and the students were scattered in all directions without a trace.
"Have we contacted you? Where are the students? It would be great if they are willing to join our team! We are in great need of such management talents!" Bo-Katan-Kryze said excitedly.
Korky-Kryze nodded and said, "Yes! Many teachers and students are willing to join us! But they also hope that we can ensure their safety..."
This is the difference between civilians and soldiers. As a soldier, all you have to do is put your head in your belt and rush forward, but civilians always look forward and backward, afraid of this and that. However, it is undeniable that to keep a team running smoothly, talents in both aspects are essential.
"I will try my best to ensure their safety, but after all, what we have to face is the ferocious and brutal Pre-Vizsla. This is an extremely dangerous thing. I hope they can be mentally prepared." Bo-Katan said.
Corky nodded, "I will tell them. In addition, my classmate Lars's father is the director of the Local Defense Department, and he is also willing to lead his own Public Security Department team to join us. They have 500 people there, and they all have guns!"
"Great!" the assistant said happily.
At this time, Master Chief John-117 raised his wrist, tapped on Omni-tool, and then said in a deep voice, "We intercepted a communication. Vizsla government forces will organize an airborne transport on the outskirts of the newly occupied Secundus City and send a batch of supplies."
A sneer appeared on the corner of Jango-Fett's mouth, "Haha, they must not have thought that we would kill again! Let's go, John, go give Pre-Vizsla a surprise! I won't give up until I kill a few Death Watch this time!"
Bo-Katan-Kryze said, "You have been fighting for several days. If you carry out such a long-distance attack again, I am worried that you will not be able to persist. Let Night Owls go out!"
"Night Owls must be kept. The real decisive battle will be at the coronation ceremony of Pre-Vizsla in a week. Leave this raid to us!" Jango -Fett waved his hand as he walked out, "Even you think we can't hold on anymore, Pre-Vizsla even more so! This time, I will make them run out of ammunition!"