The Legendary Mechanic

“Did the distress call come out yet?! ”

Control room, the captain was sweating and the operator next to him panicked.

“Our communications are jammed and all the signals are intercepted. ”

“How is it possible that short-angle star-configured communications are premium goods bought from galactic civilizations, and this bunch of wastepickers have this kind of premium shield?! ”

The captain's anger, the universality and technical diversity of interstellar wide-area communications, led to the expensive shielding of communications, and the enemy's possession of a "rebound” device that restricted the transition in disruptive spaces, causing the captain to collapse.

Should this group of wastepickers have such strong business capabilities?!

Short-angle asterisks can't escape, can't call for help, are trapped by the waste-pickers, rely on the shield and armor of the ship itself for a short period of time to persist, there is hope of escape, maybe the high energy response here will be captured by a probe arranged between the universes by Godola, the guards will help themselves.

The bustling star zone, the ruling civilization will maintain the security of the starry sky in the jurisdiction, the detector is very sensitive, some of the detector positions are fixed, artificial intelligence real-time monitoring, equivalent to the alert zone, a large range. If a condition similar to the short angle asterisk occurs, you can proceed towards the detector and indirectly alarm. Generally speaking, the signal strength of a detector is military grade, with a good chance of breaking the shield, or the alert range is larger than the shield range.

At this point, the Short-Angle Star flies toward the nearest detector, cannot jump, can only fly dry, if you go at full speed, you can reach the security zone in about 20 to 25 minutes, the Wastepicker spaceship is small and sensitive, highly disruptive, aggressive and so-so, the shield barely supports this time.

But the enemy boarding the ship was the imminent crisis, and the bodyguard festival on board was defeated, and the other party must have targeted the main control room.

Once the master control room is in control, it is equivalent to a short-angle asterisk failure, and the only way to escape is by dream.

“Only a third of the bodyguards against the enemy are retreating, they can't stop the enemy... Done, the waste-pickers are coming towards the main control room, Captain, what now?” An assistant looked at the surveillance screen and trembled nervously.

“Try bargaining!” The captain bit his teeth, turned on the radio and, with a hint of hope, expressed his willingness to pay for the passage, without receiving a response from the scavengers, made it clear that he wanted to swallow the whole ship.

Wastepickers block outgoing signals, and the ship's internal broadcast is a stand-alone line that can still be used.

One of the guards in the scene collapsed continuously, the captain's heart burned, suddenly his color changed, and he said, “Quickly, pull out the passenger list, there are no great guys! ”

Soon someone screened the passenger list, and several people's identities revealed that there were some small fighters, the most famous of whom were senior mercenaries [Green Knight].

“Green Knight! That's him. That's great! ”

Captain Da Xi, hurriedly turned on the broadcast, said: “Passengers, the situation is urgent, the wastepicker is rushing to the main control room, hoping that the combatant passengers can help, this is also saving yourselves, I will pay a high fee..."

The current situation can only lead to the death of a living horse doctor, who must repel his boarding enemies in order to have a chance of escape, and the passengers are the last straw to save lives.

The captain can only put his hopes in the dark prayers of the passengers, especially the Green Knight, who is out of fame.

……

Phew...

The hammer swept across, shocking winds gushing, and a large group of ship escorts were lifted out.

The serpent braid danced the hammer with one hand, incessantly covered in lime martial arts flames, bullets and low energy beams struck him, leaving only a white mark on the rock skin, which is his ethnic gift and very resistant to beating.

He laughed furiously, breaking bamboo, defeated the guard festival, the ship's internal battle went on and on, and the external shield exploded and blended into a tense tune.

“Where are we now? ”

“Boss, the VIP cabin is up ahead, and Cissoly is waiting for you there. ”

Soon, a metal door in the VIP lobby appeared in front of it, at which point it was locked. The snake braid held the hammer handle with both hands this time, twice-circuit, and one hammer hit it, banging like a thunder, the door recessed and flew in.

Cisori laughed and came out, "You're finally here. ”

“Well done. Where's the Godola? ”

“General cabin lobby. ”

“Good!” the snake braided her mouth, turning to see a crowd of passengers shrinking, commanding: "Take them all as hostages, some of them stay behind to guard them. ”

A group of desert pickers with small black metal rings, set on the hands and feet of the passengers, automatically stretched into mechanical shackles, very thick, tight thread seams to lock hands and feet, ordinary superpowers can not break free, the group of passengers were all taken hostage.

There are also a few psychics among the passengers, but the waste-pickers are numerous and the braids are too strong for them to resist because they fear death.

Immediately afterwards, the braids turned to the common cabin hall, and the passengers in the common cabin were controlled again. They searched carefully, but there was no sign of the Ghodora, and they were furious.

“I just moved to the VIP cabin yesterday, and the ship hasn't stopped, and he's definitely still on board. ”

The serpent braid held the head of a passenger and growled, "Where's the Godola? ”

“He... they just broke the door and ran out.” The man answered hastily.

Boom!

His head was crushed and his blood spilled on the faces of the other hostages, screaming and falling.

”The snake's braid shook her hand. 'I can't believe she ran away,' she exclaimed angrily. 'I'm going to find her...

The voice went down, and another group of waste-pickers came out of the comms: "Mayday, mayday! On the way to the main control room, we encountered a powerful psychic. We were stopped. Request help! ”

Cissoli hastily said: "Boss, the target is on the ship. We can't run. Let's go and occupy the main control room. Sooner or later, we can search the target as long as the ship is captured. ”

The snake braid nodded, "Then go to the control room, Cissoly, and you bring some people to stay and control the passengers. ”

“No problem.”

The passengers in the common cabin were shackled and thrown aside, and the pickers lifted their guns, aiming at the crowd, to deter the passengers from moving lightly, and Cerser shivered.

The snake braid took a man to the main control room. The ship was not small enough to arrive at the scene until a short while later. The body of the waste-picker was everywhere. The snake braid field of view flashed. A fountain-like green light erupted at the end of the tunnel. A dozen waste-pickers hit the wall, twisted their bodies and broke their muscles.

The Green Knight stopped in the main control room passage, his face was cold, the green light flooded, wrapped around his body like a ripple, the mechanical limb was pictured as dark green, he was actually an alien, manipulated some kind of strange energy that showed green on the spectrum, can be shaped, with shock and defense, belonging to the force field system of alien energy, which is the origin of the nickname.

“Look, Green Knight Railton, a high-ranking mercenary, a surviving Sunil.” The snake's braided eyes revealed a desire and thrived, dragging the hammer closer, "finally came a powerful guy. ”

Railton's eyes were cold, he was a mercenary, and the reason for his help was, to a large extent, the captain's promised reward, otherwise he would have gone looking for an escape vehicle.

The left arm folds and deforms, revealing a black painted cannon opening, a beam of laser emitting, shooting extremely fast, breaking through the chest of several waste-pickers, leaving a melting hole in the blood.

Other wastepickers rushed to find shelter and fought back, snake braids fearless, big stride, laser struck him, only spotted focal black, he rotated the hammer, rolled the forest heavy lime flame, when his head fell down!

Laylton raised his right hand and released the green light, forming a burning light shield that blocked over his head.

Boom!!

The air ring bursts open, the green light splashes, and the echo buzzes.

……

Time went back nearly ten minutes ago.

Short-angle star stern warehouse, far away from the battlefield, the sound of battle has been slightly heard here, the warehouse door is wide open, the way is very conforming to the aesthetic of violence, Han Xiao's travelers looked in the warehouse.

“Found it.” Han Xiao finally found his suitcase, unlocked the password lock, Mornbai's cold air flow came out, and the snake machine quietly placed it inside.

He quickly wore the equipment, activated the system, the sleeping armor lit up, the energy core lit up, and the blue energy was like blood, slowly flowing through all the delivery tubes.

Equipped with his hands, in excellent condition, the Han mechanic was relaxed, carrying all his weapons, suddenly remembering Kerlord's request, thinking about it, leaving [Rage of Garrettan] and throwing all the other golden balls at Kerlord.

“Your gear, take it, don't drag me back. ”

Gerald stunned, putting away the ball, and solemnly said, "I will fight with you. ”

Only half of the players are online and more than twenty players have acquired weapons.

"'Split up,' said Han Xiao. 'Let's allocate teams now...”

The planners split up into three tracks, a mad knife, fish cigars and another squad to control the emergency vehicle and find a way back. Temples, dynasties, etc. cut off the backroads of the deserters and cut off the entrance of the other party to the Short Angle Star. Kerlord and the rest of the players, follow him to the control room, which is the most important road.

In the meantime, the broadcast sounded and the captain's declaration requesting the passengers' help sounded.

After listening, Han Xiao's eyes lit up.

“Compensation…”