Interstellar End Times: I Take Players to Dismantle Spaceships

Chapter 187 Chuhang must be here!

"Very well, Her Lady Queen, where shall we conquer next?"

Feifei snorted triumphantly, and said proudly:
"My swarm found a human warship! If you guessed right, it's your enemy, right?"

"Oh?"

Li Sanguang suddenly became interested, this is to spawn wild monsters!
"Is it the Federation or the Empire?"

"It seems to be the Federation, they found the captives you exiled before..."

When talking about the captives, Li Sanguang's expression became a little strange.

how to say,

The more than 3000 captives had already resigned themselves to their fate and waited to die, but unexpectedly, the imperials fled after throwing them down. Not only did they take away all the means of transportation, but they also left quite limited food.

In just a few days,

The dark side of human nature was vividly displayed in that camp.

When some players remembered them, there were only less than 2000 people left on the island, and all of them were no different from wild beasts. The equality of human rights that they talked about before did not know where they were lost.

The players couldn't stand it anymore, so they wanted to use the waste.

then,

The survivors of the Federation started the road to salvation by working for the players.

In the beginning, players would go to them with food, tools, and damaged equipment, and ask the federal technicians among the survivors to help repair the equipment found in the ruins in exchange for food.

Later, more federal people offered to sell their labor and bodies.

The players are so honest, can they hesitate?
Decisively chose the former!
It's not that there are no old perverts thinking about Miss Federation, the main reason is that during this period of time, these Federation people who are like a doomsday carnival played too much, and the smell on them when they found them...

With that sexual interest, it's better to have a sweet double row with the female players on the boat.

There are now 3000 people on board, at least 1000 of whom are female gamers, and after being genetically optimized by Tinder, all of them are fair-skinned, beautiful, and long-legged, not much better than sloppy NPCs.

Therefore, players can only reluctantly choose serious labor dispatch.

Hire federal survivors to excavate some dangerous relics, and only use a little food in exchange for a large amount of relic materials, earning a lot of money.

It was not until they were discovered by the reappearing Federation warship that this dark experience finally ended.

New arrivals are 2 Minotaur battlecruisers and 3 Charon-class cruisers.

These warships discovered the communication beacon left by the Richard outside the No. [-] hole, so they did not enter rashly, but formed a group and waited for a group of people, which was long overdue half a month later.

Among them was the Charon-class cruiser [Saint Martin] driven by Tom, Donald, and the surviving Federation veterans from the Holy Stone.

The main civilization of the Emerica Federation is a religious country.

In the core world, more than 60% of the federal aboriginal population is religious, and this number is steadily increasing every day against the background of the gloomy doomsday.

Therefore,
Federals often add the word "Holy" to their battleships.

It means that before the ship set sail, holy water was poured on it by the Holy See, buffs were added, and lights were turned on, which can exorcise evil spirits and prevent disasters, and bless the crew to survive the battlefield and return.

However, in the three boats Tom stayed in:

The Santa Carla is sinking!
The Holy Stone has sunk!

Now he has changed to another ship, the St. Martin, and he has PTSD directly. As soon as he got on the ship, he clamored to change the name of the ship.

But because the reason for changing the name was too absurd, the request was directly rejected by the Fleet Command, so that Tom had a bad face all the way, as if someone owed him 500 million.

"Okay, Old Tang~ We don't believe in religion, so we won't fix those superstitions! Come, drink~"

Donald can take it easy.

He turned out to be just a small army purchaser, who participated in pioneering operations because he had no power or influence.

After a series of trials and tribulations, he has now become a colonel and a hero of the Federation, and is highly respected by the soldiers below. He can sell lessons and teach others to learn successfully when he returns home. There is nothing he can't see.

"I don't drink! And you, put away the wine for me!"

Donald laughed loudly after hearing this, and took another sip of red wine.

"Brother, I'm here to chat with you, you're on duty, as long as you're not drunk~ hiccup!"

"Don't come here! This place is empty, and there will be emergencies at any time! How can I expect you at that time? Do you want me to carry the burden by myself again? Do you want the surviving brothers on the Holy Stone to die before dawn? "

Donald's hand holding the glass froze over his mouth.

Finally, he surrendered helplessly and put away the bottle.

"All right, all right, I can't beat you~ Speaking of which, what are you worried about? Our six battleships will be able to retreat unscathed from encountering the Imperials..."

"empire?"

Tom snorted coldly with disdain, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"You know who I'm waiting for! I've been looking for him! Believe me, he must be hiding nearby! What a terrifying conspiracy is being planned!"

"Oh, you mean Chu Hang's gang!"

Donald was a little helpless.

His friend is not so much the ship name PTSD, it is better to say it is Chuhang PTSD, a little too neurotic.

"Brother, you know, Chuhang and the others only have one frigate, and there are no more than 500 people on board! We are now strong and strong, we are driving a cruiser, and there is a fleet behind us! How can he fight us?"

"Oh, you don't understand!"

Tom remained stubborn.

"This is the strength of Chu Hang! He is the best at pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, but unfortunately I have already awakened! I will never underestimate him again!"

"Uh, fine, as long as you're happy~"

Donald shrugged.

At this moment, the Federation Fleet discovered the prisoner-of-war camp on the edge of the hole, and after confirming through various signs that it was their own, they immediately dispatched a landing force in shock.

Unfortunately,

Qi Kexiu and Xiao Hei were picking people to work in the camp. By the time they received the system warning, the camp had already entered the range of the federal fleet.

Not surprisingly, they were captured again.

"Heizi, believe me, I have experience in this matter~ Being a prisoner and a thief is exciting, it's much more fun than fighting head-on!"

"How to play?"

"Hey, let's restrain ourselves~"

Xiao Hei's face was pained, and he looked at his new big sniper with some distress.

"Fun is fun, but the cost of playing this time is too high, my new sniper!"

"Hehehe, it's okay, I still have a knife~"

"Get out! Your broken knife is almost worn out, and it's the first time for my 200 yuan wife!"

"Hehe, the Federals will arrive in a few minutes, why don't you hurry up and get some blood? Anyway, you're faster~"

"Gah, I'd better find a place to hide, you can help me delay!"

"OJ8K!"

An hour later, all the survivors were transported back to the ship, and Qi Kexiu and Xiao Hei, the strange Imperial Stormtroopers, were also brought to the St. Vincent.

The St. Vincent is the flagship of this provisional fleet, and the captain is a commodore.

Although he is at the same level as Tom, he is the original officer of the fleet, so he must have more rights than Tom, who was promoted during the war.

When Tom heard that there were prisoners, he rushed over with Donald.

As soon as you enter the door.

"Hey boy, I know you!!!"

……

(End of this chapter)