Infinity Armament

Interstellar Flying Fish XIII.

Fat and robust, Gina dressed in a formal warden's uniform, stood alive outside a row of iron cages, walking in a formula, her mouth shouting and cursing:

“Scumbags, the man standing before you now is Gina Hepsina. That is my name and the only name you will need to remember in the future. You can curse the name, because I will be the supreme master of this ship, except the captain, for a long journey from now until Tatooine. If it's any different than the captain, it's the captain who decides the fate of this ship, and I decide your fate! ”

“I know that some of you were prominent figures before entering the ship. When you were out there, you were either rich, you had status, or you had extraordinary killing skills and skills. You've done a lot of amazing things, and you've made the universe stand out. You're so proud of it, you're so crazy, you're bosses everywhere, yeah, people who can get into Tatooine always have to have two brushes... so I guess some people might not believe what I'm going to do to him. But I want to tell you that the only way to be comfortable on this ship is to satisfy me. If any of your behavior makes me feel dangerous, I mean, as long as I feel dangerous, I will not hesitate to stab this stick in my hand into his * * * and give him a taste of the anal fissure, or should I use a grammar, called hepatic and intestinal amputation? ”

The stick in Gina's hand is bright black, long and thick, with a few buttons on the handle, obviously for something other than stabbing people in the ass.

Unlike Flying Fish 13, Gina was an old escort, but she was fired because of a mishap.

Since then, she has been on the Flying Fish XIII to serve this interstellar convoy, but Gina has never given up her passion for transporting prisoners - she likes the feeling of abusing them.

Perhaps it was for that reason that Gina strongly incited Shelly to take over the inmate transport business, and this time she finally regained what she once felt good about.

The stick slammed on the iron bars of the cage and a strange, strange voice laughed: “Hey, I never thought I'd be * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * But long and thick, you don't think the guy in your hand is used for * * *? ”

The prisoners in the iron cage laughed hey hey.

It's a skinny, long, pointy, mean guy who says that. He is one of the few criminals who has not been handcuffed and shackled, which shows that most of the crimes he has committed are not related to violence.

At first glance, Gina, a female prison officer with a strong tendency to violence, looked at the skinny guy and listened to him, not only did she not have anger on her face, but she also showed a slight smile of satisfaction. She looked at the skinny little guy and said:

“I have had 25 escort experiences, averaging about 3,000 criminals per escort. So, 25 times down, I'm transporting inmates to the ground. Do you know how many? ”

“75000 people. Fatty, are you kidding me?” The skinny little one answered arrogantly.

“Wrong, 73,000 people.” Gina. Hepchina said in a gloomy tone.

The prisoner's face immediately turned pale.

“Every time a prisoner is transported, someone always tries to challenge me. But what I'm going to tell you is that the best thing about touching policy is that I have a real right… to live and die. I welcome anyone here, even the Jedi, to challenge me in your way. But there's only one way to fail, is to die! ”

Gina Hepsina's voice dropped and she raised her hand and pressed the iron button in her hand. The iron rod emitted a white light and was hitting the skinny little forehead. He fell with his eyes wide open like that.

At one point, all the prisoners in the cage were stunned.

“Flying Fish 13 doesn't have many rules. There are only four: One: Eat whatever you want. Two: let you do whatever you want. Three: I am the only one who has the right to kill, others... the murderer dies. One last thing: Live happily, it's good for your body and mind. ”

Everyone stared at her and nobody spoke.

“Well, it looks like everyone's learned to be good. So I'm going to end with a complimentary sentence: Everyone knows that Tatooine is hell. But hardly anyone knows that hell has begun here. So have a nice trip.” Gina Hepsina dropped the sentence cold and went on.

“Son of a bitch!” Looking at the figure of a fat woman going away, a big man with a strong figure and fierce looks slammed the railing furiously with the iron shackle on his hand. Immediately after the cry of thousands of inmates together, the scene was spectacular, and a variety of words came along, greeting Gina Hepsina all the way up to her ancestors and all the relatives of her children.

Michelle finally couldn't bear to wrinkle her eyebrows as the bell banged deafly.

The ship has about 100 iron cages, each with a capacity of at least 30 people. In addition to being locked in an iron cage, some superinmates have been subjected to multiple restraints, in particular heavy iron shackles and neck chains.

Iron cages and iron cages are connected, and prisoners have access to each other. Behind the iron cage there is a special bathroom where you can have gay sex in addition to eating and drinking lassard.

Michelle leaned against the iron door leading to the bathroom and watched the inmates outside the iron cage scream angrily.

He is now worried about Shen Yi's mission. He did not expect it to be so bad. The mission was terminated before it began.

He remained a passenger on the ship, except for the transfer from the VIP room to the cell.

That's ironic.

“Hey, do any of you know what a touch-policy is?” A nasty face in a cage asked tall.

More than two dozen people looked at each other and shook their heads to say they didn't know.

“I thought I was the only idiot.” The nasty face shook his head.

A short, fat man in the corner glared: "Who the fuck are you calling an idiot? ”

Look at the short fat man and stand up slowly and slyly. He hooked his finger to the strong guy and said, "Boy, do you want to play with me? ”

The short, fat man stood up immediately. The two men, like red-eyed chicken fights, stared carefully at each other without showing any signs of readiness to strike.

Michelle sighed.

He knew it was people fighting for the position of boss.

As big as the planet Tatooine, as small as a cell, the prisoner's world will always be a world where the strong are the king. Naked violence is the most effective expression of strength and the best guarantee of one's status.

He was not interested in competing with the boss, but did not want to see the ship fall again or even before it started taking off. He sighed helplessly:

“The Tap Act originated from the Earth's time. Americans had commissioned merchant ships to transport prisoners for them. Yet Americans find that merchant ships constantly squeeze prisoners' living space for profit. A boat of prisoners was sent to their destination, often with at least half of those killed on board. Whatever approach was taken by the then United States Administration, it could not address the disregard for human life by such merchant ships for their benefit. Later, they finally came up with a solution whereby instead of paying the cost of transportation to the merchant ship in advance, the merchant ship transported the prisoner to his or her destination and paid for the actual number of persons sent to the prisoner. In this way, merchant ships, in their own interest, would have to take care of the lives of prisoners as much as possible in order to avoid them dying in the middle of nowhere and making themselves less money. That's where the tap bill comes from. The core problem with touching the bill is that it does not impose demands on and bind the required person under conditions such as laws, regulations and ethics, but rather solves the problem by bundling interests. Such policies, while effective, to a large extent flout and ignore the rights issues that the law has always focused on, directly linking the principles of life, liberty and so forth to interests. As a result, there has always been a lot of opposition… It is unexpected that the Empire has adopted the same policy when it comes to escorting prisoners to Tatooine… This means that as long as the owner of the ship doesn't care about losing money, she kills as many prisoners as she wants. This woman specifically mentioned the Light Touch Act to us to make us understand that here she is God. ”

Michelle doesn't have a loud voice, but it's enough to make this iron cage and even several nearby iron cages clearly heard. When you meet each other for a moment, you realize that the threat of Gina Hepsina is far more than just one or two Leviticus acts.

Everyone knows that most of those who can be sent to Tatooine are qualified to be sentenced to death for serious crimes.

The magnitude of the danger of transporting such a ship's atrocities is conceivable. If such 3,000 prisoners were to be kept in secure custody, the amount of police force that would have to be consumed would be staggering. This is an absolutely inexpensive deal for shipowners for commercial gain.

Therefore, if such a voyage is to be carried out safely, prisoners must be made aware that all practices that could trigger a crisis will only bring about their own extinction.

The cost of killing one or two prisoners is far less than the cost of saving the police, and the ship will earn a fortune as long as the guys get to Tatooine honestly.

Therefore, Gina's brutality and ferocity became a necessary manifestation of the convoy, completely suppressing them and terrorizing Gina to the point that it was the ultimate significance of all this.

Michelle was unaware of the ship's operating charter, but when Gina mentioned the light policy, he understood perfectly.

He believed that as long as any prisoner on the ship made those disturbing moves, Gina and those of her men, as well as the mechanical police, would not hesitate to shoot to kill.

However, is it really that easy to solve everything by touching policy?

Michelle doesn't think so.

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It's a glorious sky.

Dots of stars are woven into galaxies that look like galaxies.

Shen Yi knew that this was not a Milky Way galaxy, and that the sky layout here had nothing to do with the Milky Way galaxy. Instead, there were some illusory versions of the sky that he had created more than 30 years ago when he studied the mysteries of the universe.

Shen Yi is standing in this galaxy at this moment.

He stood against the sky, standing on the ground, his torso spanning tens of thousands of light years, and the whole galaxy revolved around him, overlooking hundreds of millions of stars.

His eyelids blinked and a star exploded.

His fingers moved, a planet fluctuated, the tide extinguished and life was born.

He glanced at the distance, and this centric universe swelled, expanding, starlight after starlight appeared, but could never escape his sight...

“This is…”

Shen Yi was appalled.

Still unable to return to his body, he came to a wider and wider world.

In this universe, he is God, the Creator, the Lord of all things!

“No!” Shen Yi shook his head.

Once his hand waved, the expanding universe began to collapse towards him, the stars destroyed, the planets extinguished. It was only a moment, and supertechnology had developed, and the planet of life, which had begun its interplanetary exploration, also collapsed, destroyed, no longer existed...

The universe is gone.

Space has returned to darkness.

But Shen Yi knew that this was no longer the dark prison where he was imprisoned.

There is no force here, and the orange blade on your hand has disappeared.

Shen Yi found herself more on the ground.

This surprises Shen Yi. Shouldn't all this be illusory images? Why else would there be a field?

He took a few steps forward and the slight footsteps echoed.

Shen Yi looked around and suddenly felt there should be something in the dark.

So he stroked forward, and he touched an ice-cold object.

He opened his hand and said, "Light! ”

A flame has risen in his palm.

He never had the ability before, but now Shen Yi feels that he can do anything he needs.

Exports are constitutionalized, dreams come true.

The fire lit up and lit up that cold thing.

That's an ice coffin.

A woman, a beautiful but strange woman, is still sleeping in the ice coffin.

“This is…”

Shen Yihao then took a few steps back.

He shouted again: "Light! ”

The ignition in your palm soars, illuminating the entire dark space as if it were daylight.

Shen Yi finally saw herself in a huge sealed space, surrounded by one ice coffin after another, each ice coffin has a man or woman present.

And all these ice coffins are connected by a chain, not made of metal, but of myriad strange characters. They rotate in the air, forming a huge golden chain that leads straight up, and that's a huge optical door.

There are no numeric characters shining on the light door as well. Although Shen Yi has never seen these characters, the moment they jumped into his eyes, a glimmer of enlightenment suddenly appeared in his mind.

“This is the rule!” Shen Yi is already extremely shocked.

At this point, the woman in the ice coffin suddenly opened her eyes.

As she opened her eyes, a chain of gold symbols swept out of the light door, swept against Shen Yi and instantly wrapped him around.

A large amount of ice crumbs spread throughout Shenyi, forming thick blocks of ice between his eyes, freezing him.

At this moment, Shen Yi suddenly yelled: “I am not your prey! ”

As the sound roared out, the galaxy in the body swept out again, the ice chips under the stars melted, collapsed, and turned into countless pieces, even the rule-generated gold chains rolled upside down, unable to restrain the sinking.

Shen Yi looked up at the light door in the sky.

He slammed his arm, took off and rushed into the optical door...