Interstellar: Conquering Crazy Commanders with Food

Chapter 168 Alien Ship

Claire, who was tied to the seat by the seat belt, finally untied the seat belt and fell into the cabin after going through several minutes of spinning around.

There was a huge roar from the broken engine, the flames and crackling sound spread, and an explosion that disintegrated the cargo plane was about to happen.

Claire stood up while leaning on the scorching bulkhead, and staggered out with unsteady steps.

As soon as she climbed out of the plane, she could sink half of her legs when she stepped into the sand, and she almost lost her center of gravity and fell to the ground again.

"Cough cough."

Claire coughed heavily, and struggled to run forward in the sand. The fierce wind blew across her cheeks, and the fine gravel pierced her face, causing a stinging pain.

"coax!"

The burning old-fashioned cargo plane exploded, and thick black smoke shot up into the sky. The loud noise and smoke quickly attracted the attention of the people in the city ahead.

A patrol of guards came over, found Claire in a panic, and immediately picked her up on the floating sand buggy.

"Contact the garbage truck to collect the wreckage," said a uniformed guard.

Seeing her coughing all the time, he handed the water bag in front of her again, "Are you okay? Why did you fall here?"

Even after drinking most of the bag of water, Claire's dry throat was finally saved. She raised her head and said to the soldier in front of her, "Something happened. I need to contact Imperial Commander Cassius. Please help me connect."

The guard looked at the disheveled woman in front of him strangely, "What's the reason? We need to ask our superiors for instructions."

"Claire, I'm Claire, his wife."

Suddenly, there was a piercing pain in the thigh, and Claire lowered his head with a hiss, and found that the calf was scratched by glass shards at some point, and the blood soaked the surrounding area.

"Anyway, as soon as possible." She frowned and raised her head.

The guard took a closer look at the embarrassed little face scratched by fine gravel. After comparing the photos on the optical brain, his expression changed slightly, and he picked up the communicator to report the situation.

Soon, the suspension car carrying Claire entered the site of the administrator of Titan Star Sand City.

To be precise, it was a military academy.

Medical interior.

Claire was leaning on a soft pillow, and her calf was being carefully bandaged by a beautiful orc nurse.

A dark-skinned female orc in military uniform walked in from outside the door, her face was familiar.

After her face was wiped clean, she was compared with the information database, and the other party immediately confirmed that she was the wife of Cassius.

"Mrs. Claire, your news has been passed to Commander Cassius' subordinates, I believe someone will come to pick you up soon."

Claire looked at her carefully, and said hesitantly, "You are Duda's friend."

A trace of surprise flashed across the other party's face: "Do you still remember me?"

Claire smiled wryly, "It's hard to forget."

The scene where the three of them were beaten by Cassius' men on star 5012 is still fresh in her memory of that horrible scene.

The black female officer naturally understood what she was referring to, and she only made one comment on the past: "I used to be young and frivolous, so I offended you."

Claire shook her head, bent down and put the storage tube down to cover the bandaged wound, "I don't care about it, and neither do you."

"During this period of time, I will be responsible for your board, lodging, and daily life. The poor climate on Titan has resulted in few female soldiers. You have no other choice."

"I do not mind."

"Marshall." She gave her name.

"Hi Marshall."

Two days later, after being treated with special medicine and equipment, Claire, whose wounds had healed, walked onto the street.

Titan star is the one with the harshest conditions in the galaxy occupied by the empire. It is ravaged by wind and sand all the year round, and the sun is venomous. Literary soldiers or unpopular business management.

After graduating from military school, Marshall did not leave with two other delicate friends. As a Panther, she chose to become a pilot instructor in school.

At around ten o'clock in the morning, there was constant wind and sand in the bustling sand city. Claire held up a parasol and watched the heat waves rolling not far away.

A flying competition is being held on a giant platform, and the No.1 reward is a beautiful man. At this time, he is naked and exposed to the scorching sun, his thin body is crumbling, and the crowd is surrounded by spectators.

The host introduced loudly: "The prize for this round is a man transported from a mainstream star! His size is not small, and the owner who wins him can do whatever he wants!"

There are already orcs below who are ready to move up.

"My flying skills are not bad." Claire turned her head and said to Marshall, "Do you want to compete?"

With nothing to do, the two hit it off immediately and walked onto the field.

The windy and sandy climate of Titan is severe. For the pilots, it is not a small challenge to survive the powerful air vortex in the sky and reach the finish line.

At the beginning of the race, two planes were drawn into the vortex in the air and almost smashed to pieces.

Marshall didn't think she would lose to a thin human being, she was more worried that Claire would be torn apart by the vortex like a jigsaw puzzle on impulse.

And her worries and regrets didn't end until Claire stood on the podium with a smile on her face.

In this dangerous and exciting game, Marshall lost.

She looked at Claire's blonde hair shining in the sun, her palm-sized face full of vigor, and her pair of brown eyes shining brightly.

She got her prize, the man.

Many orcs below recognized her, which caused a wave of warm applause and jokes.

After noticing the proud look in Claire's eyes, Marshall found that he had completely changed his view of the smiling and confident woman in front of him.

"You are different from what I imagined, how did you do it?" She said in amazement, the disbelief in her eyes has not retreated.

Claire's nose was covered with a thin layer of sweat, and she replied with a smile: "I was taught in Cassius' barracks for a while."

Marshall's unbalanced mood suddenly improved a lot when she was guided by an experienced officer who had been on the battlefield to guide her skills.

Claire pulled the man off the stage, and when he was thinking about what to do with him, the scorching and dazzling sky suddenly cast a huge shadow.

The bustling sand city suddenly fell silent, and everyone looked up at the ship that came out of nowhere.

The shape is like a space fortress, with two huge rings staggered and slowly descending.

Claire raised her head, her eyes filled with curiosity, "Is it a new type of ship?"

Marshall next to her had a puzzled expression for a while, then her body froze, her black and white eyes trembling with shock, she retorted loudly, "No, no! All the ships of the empire have not reached this level, that is An alien ship!"

(End of this chapter)