It’s not easy to be an interstellar chef

He Yuanzhi only "died" for five minutes, and staff immediately rushed to recover it.

The staff member didn't even look at Su Chaoliu who was standing there. He quickly threw He Yuanzhi onto the aircraft and flew away.

Well, this time it's no longer possible.

Su Chaoliu found Sheng Sisi and Huang Fan first.

Guilt was written all over their faces.

He Yuanzhi "died" to protect them. With He Yuanzhi's ability, even if he encounters an encounter, it is not impossible to get rid of his opponent. At the worst, he can delay Yan Hanguang and the others' arrival.

But he brought two tow bottles.

Sheng Sisi and Huang Fan were only level one supernatural warriors, but those who besieged them were two level three and one level four.

He Yuanzhi thought clearly that one of Sheng Sisi and Huang Fan must be saved, because they encountered the battle before twelve o'clock, and there was no time to read the brain, and there was no time to send the coordinates.

If both of them are eliminated, then their team will naturally have one less information source than other teams, that is, it will be one step behind, and often, one step later, and every step behind.

So even if he is eliminated, he will keep both of them.

Sheng Sisi was so sad that she almost cried, but Su Chaoliu was in no mood to comfort her.

She had some doubts in her heart, but she had to wait for Yan Hanguang and Zhuge Ningning to come back before she could verify it.

About twenty minutes later, the two people came back.

"How was it?" Su Chaoliu asked, "What's the result?"

Yan Hanguang said unsatisfied: "It's still careless to chop off someone's arm."

Su Chaoliu thought it was enough.

It is impossible to actually chop. After all, it is just a competition, not a battlefield with real swords and guns. However, in order to simulate the feeling of having an arm chopped off, the entire arm will be paralyzed and cannot be used at all.

Su Chaoliu asked another question: "Which team is that from?"

Although she had taken away all her opponents from other schools, she was not very good at it. Yan Hanguang might know that.

Yan Hanguang knew it as expected: "That's the Military Communications Engineering College. The students it trains are more civilian-oriented. The results in previous years were all in the middle group."

As for the top major of this college, you don’t know it just by hearing the name of the school.

It was indeed similar to her guess.

Su Chaoliu finally looked at Sheng Sisi and Huang Fan: "Have you met them before?"

It's not a question, it's an affirmation.

Sheng Sisi nodded: "Yes, our teammates were also eliminated because of them."

She had realized that something was wrong with the situation and was breaking into a cold sweat, but she couldn't figure out what was wrong.

Then Su Chaoliu decrypted it for her: "They should have put sending equipment on you."

Sheng Sisi suddenly started thinking hard, but Huang Fan turned pale.

Su Chao Liu saw it, and then took out the inspection equipment: "Check it."

Sheng Sisi came first. She scanned her whole body and found nothing wrong.

But in Huang Fan's case, a transmitter the size of a fingernail was found on the inside of his protective suit.

This kind of transmitter only has the most basic functions. They did not issue this equipment. After all, the equipment they can carry is limited. Every piece of equipment is equipped with as many functions as possible. Not only for their competitions, but also for regular The same goes for armies in action.

Each of them has gone through a security check before the start of the competition, and it is impossible for them to bring their own equipment in. If any violation is found, they will be disqualified from the competition.

Fortunately, Su Chaoliu had some research on this kind of equipment. She easily disassembled the transmitter: "It was assembled by disassembling some parts from other equipment."

Then she threw the transmitter on the ground, crushed it with her feet, and looked at Huang Fan with dagger-like eyes: "I think we need an explanation."

Huang Fan was speechless.

Zhuge Ningning couldn't hold back anymore and jumped up: "You're such a rip-off, I'll beat you to death right now."

Of course, it was impossible to let Zhuge Ningning beat someone up. Su Chao Liu slightly moved his fingers to give instructions, and Yan Hanguang immediately stepped forward and twisted his arm, forcing him to kneel down.

Students who can go to the First Military Academy are not the proud ones of heaven. Whenever they are subjected to such a shameful humiliation, Huang Fan will immediately struggle.

But after he met Yan Hanguang's cold eyes, he gave up silently.

Yan Hanguang's prestige was still high enough among the students of the First Military Academy, not to mention that Huang Fan himself also felt guilty.

"What's going on?" Su Chaoliu asked again, "Be honest."

Sheng Sisi was extremely anxious. She believed in her teammates, not to mention that they themselves were students of the First Military Academy. What good would it do them to help outsiders?

Now that Huang Fan has returned to school, how can he continue to study and live in the First Military Academy?

She assured Su Chaoliu: "Our team has been operating together, and he has never come into contact with teams from other schools."

But Su Chaoliu asked, "Are you sure? We've really been together forever?"

Sheng Sisi originally wanted to say yes, but was suddenly stunned. "No," Huang Fan finally said, "We ran separately once, and we didn't always stay together."

It was that time that both of their teammates were eliminated.

Su Chaoliu waited coldly for the follow-up.

"That time we were chased separately. I kept running and running, and then I was knocked unconscious. When I woke up, I was alone. I didn't know what happened, so I could only join up with my companions as soon as possible."

Only that time, they acted separately.

"It's really simple enough," Su Chaoliu said with an unclear smile, and then looked at Yan Hanguang, "President, let's continue the interrogation."

As a student of the same grade, she would do too much to embarrass people and not convince him. Only Yan Hanguang, no matter how harsh the interrogation he made, it was reasonable.

Yan Hanguang did not refuse. He was very angry now, so his words were not very gentle: "Didn't you realize anything was wrong? Why didn't you inform us of this situation before you chose to cooperate with us? Where did you go in your theoretical classes? Already?"

Huang Fan couldn't answer any of these questions.

Of course he realized that something was wrong. Why did he just knock him out when he could be eliminated directly? However, after doing a full body examination on himself, he doubtfully put aside his suspicion.

The instrument for checking the sending equipment was with another teammate, and he couldn't get it after he was eliminated, so he didn't check anything.

As for why he didn't say it, it was just a matter of thought on his part, and he didn't say it out of luck.

"These are all your one-sided words." Yan Hanguang would not believe his words so easily. "You cannot prove that you did not conduct private transactions with the enemy."

Sheng Sisi couldn't help but retort in a low voice: "What is he doing for doing this kind of thing? If he does this kind of thing, there is no way he can continue to stay in school."

They couldn't produce evidence to prove Huang Fan's innocence, but they couldn't deny anything.

"Of course I know," Yan Hanguang is not a fool, "But what if it's not a competition? What if this is a real battlefield?"

Soldiers who ignore every trial will only ignore the battlefield when they get to the real battlefield.

Because he has not formed a habit at all.

He muttered in despair: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"This is not a matter of injustice," Yan Hanguang said sternly, "If this was a real battlefield, you would kill not only the people present!"

Most of the first-year students only have theoretical knowledge, so they don't take it seriously.

"Okay, we can talk about education later," Su Chaoliu patted him on the shoulder, "Now, I just want to tell him what the outcome would be if such a situation happened on the actual battlefield."

Huang Fan realized something was wrong and raised his head suddenly.

At that moment, the bullet hit him between the eyebrows. Before he was completely paralyzed, he saw Su Chaoliu holding a pistol, with the muzzle pointed at him accurately.

Then darkness swallowed his consciousness.

"Chaoliu," Yan Hanguang frowned and retracted his hand to stop him, "I can do this kind of thing."

Even after interrogating them, he didn't mind executing them himself.

"It's all the same," Su Chaoliu retracted his gun casually, "Besides, you also have some, so you can't do it."

It is also a psychological burden for him to eliminate the people he originally planned to protect.

So it would be nice for her to be this neat bad guy.

She didn't even look at the corpse.

As for Sheng Sisi, this girl was very frightened.

Su Chaoliu had no intention of doing anything to her. After all, she had not made any mistakes. Besides, she still had what they needed.

"Okay, we've been delayed long enough," Su Chaoliu clapped his hands, "Sisi send me the location."

Sheng Sisi was still immersed in that shot and couldn't come back to her senses. Zhuge Ningning poked her and she came back to her senses: "Okay, okay, okay."

The moment she turned on the optical brain, a thought flashed through her mind, and her movements slowed down involuntarily.

After giving her the spot, he wouldn't end up like Huang Fan, right?

Su Chaoliu could see her scruples at a glance: "Don't worry, as long as you obey the order, I will do my best to protect you."

In fact, Sheng Sisi believed in Yan Hanguang more than her words. She subconsciously glanced at Yan Hanguang and wanted him to make a promise.

But Yan Hanguang lowered his eyes, obviously leaving everything to Su Chaoliu.

Sheng Sisi was a little disappointed.

Su Chaoliu's fierceness just now scared her a bit, so she doesn't feel safe now, but she has no choice now.

The point in Sheng Sisi's hand plus their own team's point should have four different coordinates, but one was repeated, so they now only have three coordinate points.

Su Chaoliu sorted the points from near to far: "Let's go to the one closest to us first."

The nearest one is the coordinates of Yan Hanguang's team. The token of Sheng Sisi's coordinates may be something they already have, so they put Sheng Sisi's coordinates last.