Dark Blood Age

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Yea was indeed prepared, perhaps she had some suspicion before boarding, perhaps for other reasons, such as caution, when the "teenager" followed her through many cabins and saw three small escape vessels disguised as large weapon casings in a magazine connected behind a spacecraft weapons launch channel.

Someone picked her up, looked at the number on the uniform, it was an old black-haired sailor who had been on the ship for years, and should be in the same “open” camp.

The vast majority of the tasks assigned to protect the "Star Moon” were the backbone and elite elements of the contingents of the “Open” camp, numbering more than one hundred and thirty, who were to be divided into three "plugged” lifeboats.

In small spaces, even if each vessel holds more than forty, it is extremely crowded.

Fortunately, it's all weightlessness in space, and we're all floating together, and even if it's crowded, we can barely fit it in.

The camouflaged weapons casing numbers are very old, and even “juveniles" can see that they were not temporarily concealed when the mission departed, and that various preparations were made probably a long time ago by the Open Party.

But even so, it can be seen that the struggle between the two factions has reached a level of incompatibility between water and fire. Perhaps, it will not be possible to achieve a temporary outcome until the victories of Mai Mai and En are resolved.

The shell had just been removed, and more than one hundred and thirty detachments were nervously guarding the entrance to magazine 612, and a large number of other soldiers were seen, not knowing where to get the information, or possibly tracking. After all, so many of them were too clearly targeted, and all the soldiers running towards the entrance.

This is the only hope of escape, even at this moment when the senior officers do nothing, the weapons are all opened and the bullets are loaded immediately.

Without an order, Ya didn't even say a word, and soldiers from both sides opened fire as soon as they met!

Three escape boats cannot carry too many people, even more than one hundred and thirty detachments, who will inevitably die half of the way there for various reasons, and hundreds more soldiers are now coming, and the numbers are constantly increasing, there is no room for discussion at all, and only the dead are ineligible to escape.

The previous moment is still a comrade with the ship, a comrade to the great catastrophe, this moment, only you die and I live!

No one wants to lose their last chance to escape, and everyone wants to miraculously escape and reunite with their families to become the “heroes” of the Jedi return in this disaster.

No one is accounting for how they got back, and people just focus on the most dangerous stimulus in their escape, regardless of how many people they killed to get a “spot”.

Those who die will be advertised as heartbreaking losers, while the living have all kinds of living heroic reasons.

The dense bullets flew across the aisle, accompanied by a splash of screaming and blood flowers, staining almost four walls, and the blood flowed dramatically along the pipeline.

Go, go, go!

Soldiers outside the corridor, go inside with red eyes!

Guard, guard, guard!

Teammates behind the tunnel screaming and spraying bullets out!

Heroes' grievous farewell continues to be broadcast on the film and television systems of the adjacent walls, and the voices of the people swore their unyielding words to the city, except that the voices were already submerged in the whistle of bullets and blood.

On the other end of the transmission of the film and television system, countless people weep and grieve the night, no one knows the cruel life and death of the ship at this moment...

The bodies gradually piled up in the passage, and the soldiers who fought for fear stepped on their bodies and rushed up. The bullet had not been replaced. A sword with a handle of dark objects waved a faint red light, staggering across the narrow passage, and the mutilated arms fleshed across the flesh.

The flood of soldiers finally collided, killing each other confused, the bullet was finished, the dark sword was depleted, and the blood drained between the beats.

Except for the howling and screaming, nobody talks, as if talking breaks anything, only killing, only robbing, only fighting!

Silent killings go wild at the end of narrow passages.

Bang

The first lifeboat was launched.

All the soldiers in the pile of blood water and corpses were slightly stunned, turned back to their senses and shouted collectively, then fought for more madness and slaughtered at all costs!

By that time, half of the detachments had fallen, and the main forces on both sides of the killing had gradually evolved into news coming between more and more soldiers.

Just to compete for a place where you can return alive.

They killed in blood water, and their eyes were stained red with blood...

Boom!

Another one. The second lifeboat is out!

The soldiers who stood still in the fight stayed sharply, all staring at the last lifeboat, before releasing their hands and rushing there.

“One more! ”

Yaya stood on the edge of the hatch with a dark sword in her hand, and three bodies fell under her feet, looking coldly at the crowd that was rushing.

……

Boom!

The third lifeboat was launched.

Looking out of the clear round window at a soldier stained with blood, he could only see the faces of the stagnant eyes, and the "teenager" turned back, as if he had heard a cry the moment he left the ballistics.

The lifeboat drew ballistics at high speeds and left the ship in case the insane soldiers who did not grab the boat would retaliate against the onboard weapon strike until it did not appear at a safe distance.

Soon afterwards, the lifeboat, increasingly distant, received a communication request from the ship, and Ya hesitated for a moment and ordered it to be connected. Yet all he saw was a picture, but no one spoke ——

In the blood of the 612 magazine corridor, the soldiers who did not board the ship silently performed their final military service, and their eyes were filled with sadness.

Then, the clattering bullet loaded.

The gunshot went off...

“Sorry, take care! ”

This is the last word that can be heard in three lifeboats, from the last words of an officer with an infinitely painful eye before committing suicide.

For a moment, three lifeboats cried.

Only Ya silently performed military service against them.

The "teenager" looked a little apathetic, as he also saw the heavy weapon player who had acted and trained with him in the final communication scene, shooting himself.

In space, the powerless spacecraft's enormous body flies into the dark universe.

No one knows where it will end up, perhaps eventually becoming a cold coffin that spins around the stars, maybe being captured and crashed by a planet, or continuing to drive away from the planetary system by the waves of the "star moon".

But all of this has nothing to do with the three lifeboats going through a decelerating braking process and then flying in the direction of star gravity to find an orbit back to the Cold Planet.

The onboard computing system quickly calculates the optimal flight route and the time required based on parameters. It gives virtually no one at least one time to dream and envision, and once again pushes the people who escaped the day of birth into desperate conditions!

It would take at least one month for the three lifeboats to meet the first and, if not, at least another month to return to the space base.

The small lifeboat, which barely had enough supplies for less than half a month, was designed to wait for rescue, not to fly back to the base itself.

But they have an alarming number of more than fifty people per boat, in other words, even if they save more food, they will starve to death before the beginning of the second month - if they don't eat each other.

The food system was immediately rationed, all the weapons of everyone were forcibly handed over at the first moment, and the soldiers guarding the food repository remained fully armed at only a few moments.

On the first day, almost no one asked to eat. Everyone was hungry and thirsty. Before they had to eat, they would never eat any food or water. Everyone knew if they could wait until rescue, depending on when the water or food would be consumed.

After the killing before boarding, many people had killed red eyes, yet almost everyone cried out after the last communication with 612.

Some people could not bear the immense self-reproach and pain of being awake and committed sporadic suicide.

One of the veterans wrote his last words before committing suicide, and when they were turned over, all the soldiers on the lifeboat bit their lips and wept in silence ——

“Please don't throw my corpse out in a hurry, I can give you at least three more days. ”

This is space, vast and lifeless, and the three lifeboats are drifting like tiny dust, waiting to be rescued sometime.

It is also a battlefield, dark and ruthless, where the enemy is ready to drill out of the darkness and easily tear them to pieces.

In a long wait, the "teenager" has been staring out of the thick window at the darkness, trying to distinguish the direction of the star.

He was hungrier than anyone because he had a large meal, but Ya didn't give him any special privileges, still the same daily weight as everyone else, except that she and another shooter teammate would give him some of their own from time to time.

But even so, he still feels hungry.

In dark space, you can barely feel the lifeboat flying, making you more irritable as if you were still.

The base has no response, no message of rescue, despair and even more anger.

The "star moon” has swept, engines and lifeboats have been destroyed, there has been no rescue so far… it is all more and more like a conspiracy, someone does not want anyone to go back alive, the "teenager” when he cannot sleep hungry is thinking, perhaps even the far-sighted strike of an alien warship is a huge lie.

Ya decisively changed course, the three ships immediately split back into three lines, only the first one still following the original route, perhaps with a glimmer of hope for the outcome of the struggle over there, at least rescue from one of their own factions will not be found when it really arrives.

But a dozen days later, they received a distress call from the first lifeboat in fury and despair —— they were destroyed by high-speed weapons!

And the weapons are not from an alien fleet.

After making the final call with the second lifeboat, Ya shut down all communications immediately.

They float alone in an infinite dark universe like abandoned dust.

More than a dozen days later, “teenagers” in extreme hunger glimpse the direction of a cool planet.

This finally gave some movement to the soldiers, who had already shrunk to save energy and reduce consumption.

They float in air-damaged compartments, crowded each other, and begin to starve to death.

They're like hibernating bugs, and there's movement at the moment, whispering about what you have to do if you go back to the ground.

At this point, someone picked up by the window on the other side and shouted in a pale face.

In that dark direction, a magnificent spaceship revealed its hull, dotted with starlight, millions of rays, and roars all the way to the clear and cold planet!

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