Vol 5 Chapter 64: S-level notice
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Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy
- Departing Song of That Year
- 1208 characters
- 2021-03-03 12:02:21
The 3000-meter heavy-duty battleship, if you look at it alone, is really hideous.
But compared to this mighty black storm that scoured millions of kilometers, it was an ant that had just escaped in front of the dam.
"My Windchaser battleship, it took me seven full years to save after looting eleven planets with the Expeditionary Corps. Now the hull damage rate is as high as 45%!"
Inside the flat prismatic bridge, a 195 cm tall, lean São Lu who wore a black induction helmet clung to the console with his hands, his eyes were heartache.
Standing beside him was a man who was 10 centimeters shorter but heavier in stature. He also held a handrail to fix his body with one hand. He shouted hoarsely: "Can you escape first? Black The storm is still pulling the battleship!"
The two stood side by side on the command platform of the bridge, and behind it was a vast operating platform. There were more than 30 Saint-Los wearing uniform black uniforms simultaneously controlling the battleship through a crystal ball.
The faces of these people did not show the arrogance of those Saint Luo fighters in Luoqin Universe, on the contrary, their faces were solemn and nervous at this time.
At the very edge of the operating platform, there is an ugly and hideous spy that is different from others.
At this time, the protruding eyeballs of this spyer even began to seep out thin apricot-yellow blood. The blood vessels on his neck protrude like earthworms. In the large crystal ball in his hand, the electric arc was flashing at high frequency.
"Ebota, hold on for another minute!"
The burly man of 185 centimeters on the high platform looked back at the crystal window with more and more cracks in front of him and shouted.
The snooper put his weight on his head, the blood vessels around his head were further enlarged, and the navigation information flow in the spore neural network was frantically refreshed.
Guiding a warship to escape from a terrifying black storm is a supreme feat for a snoop.
Waiting to pass his own control video out for certification, then his 4th pilot level can at least climb to 6th!
By the time he reaches 7th level, he will be able to enter the Saint Luo Expeditionary Corps. With military exploits, he will complete the most significant transformation as a spy.
Obtaining fiefdom is no longer a luxury.
This is the temptation of interest!
On the other hand, if he doesn't try his best, then he will be swept away by the energy aftermath from the occasional black storm, and everyone will be buried here.
This is a threat to life!
Under the double stimulation, Ebota the Spy erupted with astonishing potential. Under his guidance, this dilapidated heavy battleship was like a flexible turtle, and broke free from the traction of the black storm. .
The eight engine units of the huge prismatic battleship instantly extinguished six units, and fell crookedly onto a nearby barren planet with a diameter of about 50 kilometers.
There is no atmosphere, so there is no buffer friction. The hexagonal splicing energy shield around the battleship is instantly squeezed and flattened. The entire battleship plows a long and deep gully on the ground, and finally stops, and thousands of dust are filled. Meters high.
"Survived..."
There was a depressed and violent gasp in the battleship, followed by huge cheers.
"Ebota, from now on, your salary will be adjusted by 50%!" The burly deputy captain was full of surviving excitement, and he did not forget to show Endera's men.
A dozen blood vessels on both sides of Spy's Ebota temple collapsed. At this moment, the blood was squirming and recovering, but he himself was tired and paralyzed in place, struggling to get up and bow.
This is his great honor as a snoop.
With a mortality rate of 95%, leading a warship to escape the black storm!
"Luke, I will never come here again in the future. I have not found those primitive savage planets at all. I have lost all my wealth in the past few years." The tall and thin captain said to his companion in a low voice at this moment, although he I was also glad to have survived, but when I thought of the damage to the battleship, I couldn't breathe.
"Job, although the financial loss is huge, but when we go back, this is definitely capital that can be bragged in the upper class. We can use this voyage as our promotional point, so that our customer range can be further expanded and deepened!" Deputy Captain Luke comforted.
The two of them, as the purest members of the Shenglu tribe, are true nobles, and they belong to the kind of rare and adventurous excellent nobles.
These experiences will be affixed to personal images as shiny labels.
One day in the future, Luke firmly believes that these labels will surely be transformed into great wealth.
"Master Job, what should we do now?"
The crew below spoke.
These operators are all excellent preparation combat bodies with blood concentrations between 60% and 65%. Their operations are also indispensable for their successful escape from the black storm.
Captain Job heard the question from his subordinates. After he calmed down, he looked at the black storm zone that was still full of vision in the distance with complicated and unspeakable eyes. After breathing slightly calmed down, he said, "Repair the spore cultivation. , Restore two engines within 12 hours, and then drive to the nearest planet for maintenance."
"Yes, Captain Job!"
Then the four corners of this giant prismatic battleship simultaneously raised a circular platform about 100 meters in diameter.
One by one, yellow-green spore clusters began to bulge, and as the mechanical equipment began to inject nano-metal into it, the surface of those spore clusters gradually became pale silver.
"Huh...After the battleship is really repaired, I need to take a three-day break to see a psychologist." After Luke processed all the instructions, he lay down in his huge soft star seat, palms at random. Swiping by his side, a three-dimensional light curtain was projected in front of him.
"Check out the latest StarNet newsletter, and report on our great experience of the Windchaser."
As Job's fingertips bounce lightly, the hexagons of the three-dimensional light curtain spliced together to form a circular information graph that quickly rotated clockwise, and pieces of information flashed in front of him. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com
Suddenly a bright red logo flashed in front of my eyes.
The apricot blood in Job's pupils leaped sharply. He even jumped directly from the seat, grabbed the arm of Deputy Captain Luke, and said in disbelief: "Look at this message!"
Luke, who has a steady personality and is operating the optical brain to calculate this loss, raised his head dissatisfied, "What information, please don't disturb me while I work, how many times have you said it?"
"No, no, look, my God... I swear to the black storm, this is definitely the most explosive news in my life! Our universe has been invaded by other creatures.... God, This must be the biggest sneer of this century!"
"What?" Luke curled his brows, put down his work and looked up.
A stream of information flashed clearly.
[The Cameron Galaxy Garrison sent an S-class notice that if all voyagers find the following two creatures, they only need to provide the coordinates, that is, there will be a heavy reward, a reward of 300 million seats...]