"My deepest apologies, esteed Captain. I’ve dispatched personnel imdiately to carry out repairs. Perhaps there’s been an issue; I’ll go check personally." Steinbeck, responsible for the repairs of the entire ship, was extrely anxious.
Although he’s already an important official on the warship, his fate still hangs on the Captain’s judgnt.
During interstellar travel, the Captain holds the highest authority within the ship.
The Captain can execute anyone inside the warship deed necessary for execution.
Therefore, after hanging up, Steinbeck imdiately contacted the repair technician he had sent out.
"Jeff, what are you doing? Did you not see that big hole? Or do you want to throw you out of this hole? If so, I’ll fulfill your wish!"
"Sorry, sir, I’m working on it."
"I’ll be over shortly. You’d better have this damage completely resolved before I get there!" Steinbeck hung up the phone and set off imdiately.
Since he told the Captain he would go, he dared not slack off in the least.
The Captain can clearly ascertain whether he ended up going or not.
However, what Steinbeck didn’t know was that right behind the Worren nad Jeff he was talking to stood a warrior over two ters tall, pitch-black, in optical stealth mode.
And this warrior had one hand controlling the Worren in front, who had ashen-gray skin, stood less than 1.5 ters tall, and whose arm had been converted into twisted chanical tentacles tangled together, while the other hand held up a projection of a seemingly static yet flowing picture.
Yes, this is a kind of single-soldier Primordial Energy Weapon.
Behind them, in the damaged hole, one Star Hunter warrior after another silently entered and quickly dispersed.
Each had their task, and the Star Hunter Squad stationed at the entrance had the mission of ensuring the entrance remained open.
"Who were you talking to?" The warrior’s voice precisely entered the ear of the Worren in hand without causing any sound leakage.
And his speech surprisingly used the Worren language.
"It’s our warship repair departnt’s highest officer." The Worren known as Jeff had a dazed expression, obviously under the control of the Primordial Energy Weapon.
"Highest officer... How many people will he bring over? What about weapon modifications? What about Primordial Energy Mastery?" The warrior asked a series of critical questions.
The answers left these Star Hunter warriors sowhat surprised.
Even though they did not know the exact status of the Worren’s warship repair departnt, the title suggested the "highest officer" of a departnt, yet he underwent no weapon modification and would not bring any guards.
As for Primordial Energy Mastery, the ordinary Worren in front, not knowing the detailed matters, simply said, "Only the nobles and the nobles’ guard teams are qualified to master Primordial Energy."
Upon hearing this.
Even though they could control their emotions, these few Star Hunter warriors felt waves of speechlessness.
Good heavens!
Your Worren Civilization is destroyed, yet you still cling to the nobility shtick?
They couldn’t help but feel grateful once again for the ergence of Commander-in-Chief Shen among humans. Otherwise, if such a group managed to conquer Blue Star with warships, the fate of humanity would not only be tragic but also lantable.
This intelligence was quickly shared with other related intelligence and transmitted to all Star Hunter Squads, naturally being good news. It ant most of the Worren couldn’t resist the intrusion of Primordial Energy Weapons, providing more possibilities for their infiltration.
Later on, this Star Hunter squad leader raised his hand in a swift motion.
A dozen Star Hunter warriors followed him forward.
Since a big fish without teeth has arrived, naturally, it couldn’t be let go.
Perhaps more crucial intelligence could be extracted from the opponent’s mouth.
"Did you all hear?"
Yu Wenhua and his squad, under full-powered concealnt, moved quickly while continuously scanning the terrain to find a way to the location of the Curvature Engine.
They actually already knew the specific location of the Curvature Engine, since it could be calculated based on curvature adjustnt points.
Now, they needed to find the route to reach it, or if that wasn’t possible, to get as close as possible.
Once the infiltration was exposed and combat ensued, they must resort to destructive tactics to reach the engine site in the shortest ti.
Because the deceleration of the Curvature Engine couldn’t be instantaneous. With the Worren Fleet’s technology, it would take at least two minutes from the Captain’s command to the departure from the Curvature Bubble.
And these two minutes are the ultimate duration for their destructive advance.
Obviously, responsibility for invading and seizing the Curvature Engine wasn’t held by just one squad.
This was a saturation task.
Yet each squad must regard this as its supre mission and not rely on other teams.
"Captain, we can control part of them for intelligence gathering." A team mber suggested.
"Exactly, split into groups of three, scatter, share intelligence, Zhou Rui, you’re with ." Yu Wenhua raised his hand in a swift gesture, "We aim for isolated targets."
Imdiately, figures concealed in space began to disperse continuously.
They had already discovered that there seed to be no activity on the whole warship, indicating most were in hibernation.
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