Red Alert Technology Empire

Chapter 595 Chapter Five Hundred and Ninety Three: "The Glory Race in the Osman Federation!"

Inside Osfield.

On a pitted planet that was dug by hand, there are huge pits everywhere, and inside the huge pit, there are many workers in sparse clothes, digging crazy.

This is an energy planet. Because of the terrible weather, this planet has not been able to live for long.

So it becomes a resource planet.

Countless workers, slaves, or thugs caught by the Osman civilization are all on this planet, digging resources continuously.

On this planet, there are two camps, one is freedom and the other is prisoners.

The two camps generally do not interfere with each other.

There is always friction, and there are frequent riots, and only the workers and slaves die.

In a huge pit.

"Brothers, hurry up, let's finish this work and we can rest!" A tanned man who was darker than the Africans roared with a huge basket on his back.

"The third child, stop yelling, we are about to finish it soon. This horrible weather is becoming more and more erratic. Those beasts don't treat us as humans at all!" A man crawled out of the pit, While spitting out the dirt in his mouth, he cursed in a low voice.

The very tanned youngest also scolded, "Brother, how did you say that they became like this? Are we worth less than those thugs? I thought they would give us a salary, so they were so crazy. I work, and our family is almost unable to survive."

After the youngest had finished speaking, his eyes dimmed instantly.

The third child has survived in this bad weather since they were young.

Although they have never been to other planets, they have heard a lot of legendary things from their parents.

For example, their civilization used to dominate one side in another star field.

And even in this domain, they didn't dare to resist their civilization, but a big event happened hundreds of years ago.

The Zerg invaded, and his own civilization swears to resist. The entire territory is extremely miserable. The entire civilization has played a single battle, and finally the civilization has also fallen.

Leaving that star field, the tribesmen of five hundred years brought them to this Osman civilization, but they encountered interstellar pirates.

Directly their dilapidated civilization was taken to captives, and they began to sell their people in large quantities.

In the end, they were sold directly to the owner of the mineral veins of the planet. This work took nearly five hundred years.

That's right, they are the glorious civilization, for five hundred years, the glorious civilized tribe is getting fewer and fewer.

Moreover, the situation of this resource star is even more dangerous, like the weather environment of the last days, so that they, who are just ordinary people, are even more tragic.

The youngest of the glorious and civilized tribe is a little depressed. They are like robots now, they only know mining, mining, and mining.

The mechanical life is numb, and only when they think of the legends of the old civilization before they have some color in their hearts.

"The sandstorm is coming! The sandstorm is coming!" Suddenly, at the mouth of the pit, a dozen men as dark as the third child roared into the pit.

Hearing this, the old third's face changed drastically, and immediately stood up and shouted towards the cave.

"The sandstorm is coming! The sandstorm is coming!"

After shouting, the youngest beckoned to the top of the pit. A dozen men standing on the top of the pit directly fastened the rope and slid down from the pit, one by one, they swarmed into the deep hole.

The third child was the last to come in. Before he came in, he squinted at the overwhelming tornado. His heart was chilled. In the morning, it was hail, and at noon it was a high temperature of 50 degrees. Now there is a sandstorm. , The weather is so abnormal one day, it seems that this planet can no longer stay.

I don't know what the people in those companies will do!

The old third sighed. Those capitalisms will not stop unless they are drained. Thinking of this, the old third slammed the iron door at the entrance of the cave, and used a dozen iron roots firmly. Stuck.

A sandstorm is like a tornado on the earth, but it is no less than a hundred times stronger than a tornado on the earth. Basically, even the land can fly away wherever it passes.

.....

On the edge of Osfield, there is a berth for warships that is thousands of miles long.

This is the largest inspection base of the Osman Federation, as long as they come to their Osfield, they must pass through this berth for inspection.

The purpose is to prevent the invasion of pirates in some other domains.

At the edge of Osfield, there are such large-scale parking inspection points in other places.

The entire Osfield is like a railroad, very tight.

Today, in all the peaceful Osfield, there will be a character who can turn the entire Osfield upside down.

Ye Tian, ​​at this moment, the five-sweeping super huge war fortress has come to the Wanli checkpoint.

"Master, this is the checkpoint in Osfield. It was formed by the Osfield Federation! If we want to enter Osfield, we must accept their inspection."

Red Dragon stood beside Ye Tian and said one by one.

It is very easy for the red dragon to know this information. This level is not so lonely and quiet in the Freel domain.

This is the Osfield, which is already close to the center of the universe, and there are many warships from other areas.

"laugh--"

When Ye Tian nodded, the inside of the huge war fortress suddenly shook and made a sound of venting gas.

Ye Tian understood on the spot, this was a match.

Sure enough, the personnel inside the checkpoint requested a call.

Ye Tian said nothing, and directly signaled the Red Dragon to connect to the message.

On the huge electronic screen, a man appeared directly, sitting on a chair, wearing an Osfield uniform, and a pair of Ye Tiandao staring at the screen very majesticly: "Honorable outsider, please show you From which domain, to which civilization, and civilization level!"

Hearing what the man said, Hong Long sent all the messages without saying a word.

The soldiers over there immediately received the message. Looking at the message above, they frowned. The warship from outside this domain turned out to be in the Freel domain.

Isn't the prince going to the Freir domain?

And for so many years, few warships in the Freel domain can reach here, because they simply don't have the correct star map.

No matter how they came here, the soldier could not stop them from entering Osfield.

After reading it further, Tamron's second-class civilization suddenly frowned, and Tamron civilization had never heard of it.

Moreover, how can a small second-level civilization have such a warship?How did you even get here?

Suddenly, even normal people can see that this warship is unusual.