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Prime Minister Custani Valcho was disgusted by the actions of the New Republic. According to the intelligence reports their war with the Core Imperial Confederation did not go well. It caused an almost complete collapse of the government. The core world's needed a new banner to swear alligence to. The First Order literally vanished in thin air after a Ssi- something attacked them. His office was bustling with stratigest who were planning the exact exucuten of Operation Freedom. A plan that he had named himself. He could see the ships that were preparing for the coup even from his office. They were definitely not enough. " What's you're name, boy" he asked a young clerk that was putting documents on his desk. Those documents were no doubt fleet preparness reports. " I am Typhon ,Prime Minister" replied the boy. " Well, Typhon. Get me a Transmitter. A long range Transmitter." he told the boy. The boy scutters away and returned a simple long range Transmitter. " Good. Now leave" Valcho ordered as he prepared to enter his transmission. He typed " Citizens of the Galaxy. Can we stand so powerless whilst the New Republic decimates the morale and virtual need of it's citizens and denizens. Do they, the people have to watch as we with the Fleets and Armies who can free them stand so helpless? Do they Stand Alone? Does the United Galactic Federation stand alone in it's quest to free those people?" he finished typing and sent those words to every planet in the Galaxy. He hoped they would respond. He needed them to respond.