The bad news is: Lu Wenwu and Mao Mao have been separated.
The worse news is: two Super Destroyers are making space jumps in different directions.
Lu Wenwu pretended to be anesthetized by the cold storage pod and entered a hibernation state, using this opportunity to observe the Super Destroyer, which at so point in the future should belong to him, with his spiritual power.
Though called a destroyer, most of the interior is used to dock the two fighter jets Flying Eagle and Pelican One, with mini production lines on both sides for on-site production of strategic equipnt.
Judging by appearances, it seems the other party is doing quite well, with many ship upgrade modules unlocked.
What Lu Wenwu didn’t expect was that the other party even had the latest model Zhegu Ship ard transport, capable of deploying the so-called ch, the EXO-45 Patriot Exoskeleton Armor.
This indicates that the heritage rank on this ship has at least reached Level 25, not having to start from scratch, which isn’t too bad.
As for other areas, they are all just like Lu Wenwu, frozen in cans, with just a few crew mbers barely enough to et the requirents.
The current Yellow Springs Warrior seems to be soone who enjoys "fighting and thrill".
Having just received "supplies," he couldn’t wait to set off for a place called Fenrir 3, and, shouting "For the liberation of the Superhuman Federation!", he entered the Jedi Jetpack and launched into action.
When the Yellow Springs Warrior entered the task area, all selected operators on the ship sprang into action.
The Orbital Weapons Operator manipulated the control lever, while the spirited Flying Eagle Pilot began attaching bombs to the aircraft, and the armory manager, after receiving the beacon, stuffed freshly produced support equipnt into the Jedi Jetpack and launched it.
Besides that... there was also a female operator with an evil smile, full of anticipation.
This was the so-called gunner, the orbital bombardnt operator, responsible for the 380MM high-explosive shell firepower grid and the 120MM high-explosive shell firepower grid.
Lu Wenwu still rembers Li Zhenyuan’s earnest tone when he talked about these two supports.
"Unless you want to die, or you run very fast, or are very lucky, never use them."
"These two items add up to 500, but are entrusted to soone who is twice 250 to handle."
"Once released, life and death are up to fate, wealth and honor are in the hands of heaven."
But speaking of it, the inaccuracy of these things isn’t really the operator’s fault, purely due to being too far away, having high latency, and being too easily interfered with during the shell’s descent.
Unless there is divine prediction plus super luck, even hitting stationary objects, the accuracy isn’t high.
Even under such conditions, there were still those who were fearless.
For example, the current Yellow Springs Warrior in a blood war on the ground.
The communication filled with the sound of the MG-206 heavy machine gun firing and wild laughter:"Ah hahahahahaha! Ah! Taste the flavor of democracy now! Aha! Ah hahahahaha..."
The main control communication station beside the bridge simultaneously received the beacon of this warrior activating the 380MM high-explosive shell firepower grid, preparing to gamble for destiny, and directly blasted with a bunch of bugs.
Eight seconds later, the orbital bombardnt operator didn’t disappoint, sending the machine gun guy and a large number of bugs away together, leaving no remains.
Yet another young Yellow Springs Warrior sacrificed at lightspeed.
The Democracy Official standing at the holographic sandbox didn’t care at all, just glanced at the number of frozen cans next to him and said in a low voice: "Awaken another Yellow Springs Warrior, continue the mission."
"Yes!"
A crew mber in a blue jumpsuit responded, imdiately operating a hibernation pod conveyor that looked like a giant cetery, slowly rotating to align with the main gate, aiming the hibernation pod containing a Yellow Springs Warrior at the door.
However, before they could thaw this Yellow Springs Warrior, with a "bang," the lid of an inner hibernation pod flew off instantly.
A clear footprint was imprinted on the thick, heavy alloy plate.
Lu Wenwu stepped out from his suspended coffin, pushed aside a colleague’s coffin, and approached the entrance to the upper deck of the ship.
Amidst the operators’ panic, he forcibly pried open the heavy alloy gate and swaggered in.
"What are you all standing there doing nothing? Aren’t you going to welco your new captain?"
A human-shaped Violent Dragon who loves to reason circled around, asking with a gentle smile.
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