death of hope

Chapter 335 "Corporate Warrior" (250) Space Prison

The shuttle is running at full power, heading towards the outer ring area of ​​the Orion Ipsilon Ⅷ agricultural colony,

There is a medium-sized fleet of the Federal Navy stationed here, which is an important strategic fulcrum for defending the surrounding area.

Passing through the defensive barrier formed by the asteroid belt, the shuttle landed on apron 1 of the Saint-Trenfas space station.

What greeted them was the cold professional term of the tower coordinator, the auxiliary landing indicator flashed on and off, and there were no bright icons.
The deck is black except for gray, and there is not even a graffiti spray painting, which is completely consistent with the desolate and dark space of Orion Ipsilon VIII.

From the apron to the decompression chamber, and then to the security checkpoint, all robots are busy, and it is difficult to find the breath of a living person.

Just when they thought they were about to go through an extremely boring journey, a talkative civil servant broke the silence.

Auditors sit in offices, monitoring remotely via webcam, donuts munching, and soap operas playing on tablets.

Watching two guests spray disinfectant foam, then scan the security check to verify their identities.

"

No weapons detected,

Please bend down slightly, you two are too tall, look at the direction of the camera, and start to check the pupils,
Marcus Lynch
Marcus Lynch

Verification successful, next.

Sigrdrifa Auguste Charlotte Von Hohenzollern
Sigurdriefa August Charlotte von Hohenzollern

Verification successful...

Wow even!Damn this girl... sorry, ahem... lost her composure...

The file shows that both of them are...corporate fighters working for the McMillan Group, high-paying and high-risk occupations, and both are ruthless people.

Tax records are in good condition and insurance payment is in good condition.

The man has mild post-traumatic effects of PTSD. He has been taking antidepressant drugs for many years. The psychiatrist has confirmed that he can integrate into society normally. I'm going to be a normal person...Won't this look scare the children?Don't worry, I'm just kidding buddy.

Blonde girl...Federal Savings Bank student loan past due records...Credit card past due records,

What the hell... a pauper with a long list of noble names?
Oh oh, I didn't read the whole thing, I issued a proof of income later, and paid the overdue interest in time, and I didn't enter the list of dishonest persons. You are a hardworking young man, come on.

Both of them had no hidden dangers of major negligence, and the audit passed.

In fact... we are not allowed to visit prisoners here, and family members are not allowed to come, but you have found a big person to go through the back door. The Federation of Terra is such a humane society, right? Everyone understands it.

Our office has received an e-mail recommendation letter from Marshal von Dietrich two days ago, and the warden has allowed the two to visit the core area of ​​the prison.

Next, please follow the AI ​​voice prompts, and there will be jailers to greet you. "

"What a talkative civil servant!" Sigdrifa complained as he took off his space helmet and walked through the central corridor of the space station:

"There's so much talking, it's endless! This guy seems to feel uncomfortable if he doesn't repeat what he thinks in his heart."

"I have always envied people who talk a lot, who are enthusiastic, energetic, and popular."

"for example?"

"Like Brother Johnny."

"Ha, Johnny Blazer, a rude uncle full of foul words, that guy's quality is not much higher than our team's mascot Shaft, throwing cigarette butts and spitting everywhere, whistling when he sees a woman, I hate it!"

"Be merciful, Johnny is my old company commander after all, without his help, we wouldn't be able to get together."

"That's true, he has to be invited to the wedding, hey... don't let him drink too much, what kind of mess is going on..."

"Tell him to drink less unless you kill him. I heard from Oleg that the old company commander likes to trick people when he has troubles in the bridal chamber. The custom in his hometown is to make tricks in the bridal chamber. When Sergeant Baker got married, Brother Johnny used fishing Hanging an apple on the pole for the newcomers to rush to eat."

"Uh...it doesn't sound like anything, it's quite interesting."

"It was just an appetizer. Johnny gave advice to the drunken bridesmaids, encouraging them to strip the bride clean and wrap them in the quilt, let Sergeant Baker carry her into the bedroom barefoot, and then booed outside the door together, when everyone Very happy."

"Ah?!" Sigdrifa made a disgusted expression: "This... what a barbaric and backward custom!"

"Brother Johnny, he is using madness to cover up his sadness,
The noise made everyone happy. The Spartan company was often responsible for tackling tough tasks, and too many brothers had died, so he paid special attention to weddings. He always said that only newborns can defeat death.

Brother Johnny is not the kind of unreasonable person. If you make it clear that you hate traditional customs and making troubles in the bridal chamber, he will definitely not embarrass you. "

"I don't want to be a spoiler, hey, forget it... let them make trouble, anyway, I will suffer once in my life."

"In addition, Brother Johnny is very face-saving, and the red envelopes he gives are always the biggest. He is an ace mercenary and earns a lot of money."

"I can't wait to write him an invitation."

"Little money fan! The landlady!" Lynch reached out and brushed the long blond hair, hugging her like a bear.

The pneumatic door opened, and an unshaven old man in a blue prison guard uniform, plastic slippers, and hat tilted came over, looking at them with a relaxed expression.

"Hey, this young man is still interested in prison."

Sigurdriefa blushed and pushed Lynch away.

"You must have talked to the auditor, Pete the Talker. That guy has a very poisonous mouth, but he is quite honest."

"At least it's not difficult for us... that... are you a jailer?"

"Haha, don't worry about these slippers. After staying in this kind of place for a long time, you will inevitably become lazy."

There is still a long way to go to the prison area, and the old jailer who leads the way seems to have not seen a stranger for a long time, and he talks about the origin of this space for Lynch and the two, bragging about the "great achievements" of the criminals.

This is a space station that has been in disrepair for a long time, and it is close to the end of life.

A large prison facility built by the Human Terra Federal Public Security Bureau, which holds serious criminals from more than a dozen nearby colonial planets,
These include the notorious human-alien hybrid, the cannibal Damon Hayes,

Pirate captain wanted by 12 star sectors, black sail jack with gold teeth and diamonds in his skull,

Accused of collaborating with the enemy, traitor of the Human Federation, ex-telecom fraudster, and glib Simon.

The limbs have been transformed into prosthetic bodies, and the cyberpsychotic mercenary Salinger nicknamed "Paranoia Killer".

The old man was spitting and talking non-stop, making gestures with his hands and feet, which made Sigurdrifa cover his mouth and smile:

"It's all talented people, it reminds me of comic books... Arkham is full of talented people, and Gotham City is simple and honest."

"When you think that the imagination of cartoonists is too dark, after visiting us, you will deeply realize that the real world is the most outrageous."

(End of this chapter)