Zhao Dongfeng had been growing increasingly restless lately. He had submitted an operation plan to his superiors for cracking down on pirates.
But the plan had been rejected for an utterly ridiculous reason: no budget!
Zhao Dongfeng knew that the Alliance Military's budget was tightly controlled by the Alliance Council.
There had even been a period when, whenever the military budget reached the council, more than half of it would be slashed.
Those council bigwigs didn't know shit about weapons and equipment, but they sure knew how to cut everything in half.
As a result, the Alliance Military had been unwilling to equip the new gear produced during that period.
Because once that new equipment went through the council, it would get cut in half again.
Energy Engine output, cut in half!
Battleship defense systems, cut in half!
Number of Energy Cannons, cut in half.
Number of battleships, cut in half!
That had been the darkest era for the Alliance Military. The military had rather equip outdated battleships than new models.
But the plan he had applied for came out of the fleet's internal budget.
"Those damned old bastards!"
"Is it just because my surname isn't He?"
"That I get treated unfairly."
"Look at those pieces of shit the family has pushed forward."
"If they weren't relying on the family's powerful intelligence network, they could never have earned any merit."
"If the family had given me that support, I would've become a general long ago."
"No wonder the Li Family has grown so big and powerful."
"Look at their younger generation!"
"Trash. Worthless garbage." Sometimes Zhao Dongfeng truly wanted to use a battleship to gun down every one of those ancient family fossils.
Zhao Dongfeng had risen to his current position as acting Captain entirely through his own efforts!
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