Interstellar Apocalypse: I lead players to dismantle spaceships

"Okay, okay, my Lady Queen, where should we conquer next?"

Feifei snorted proudly and said proudly:

"My insect swarm discovered a human warship! If I guess correctly, is it your enemy?"

"oh?"

Li Sanguang was immediately interested. This was a wild monster hunt!

"Is it the Federation or the Empire?"

"It seems that it's the Federation. They discovered the prisoners you exiled before..."

When he talked about the prisoners, Li Sanguang's face looked a little strange.

How should I put it?

The more than 3,000 prisoners had already resigned themselves to their fate and waited for death, but as expected, the Imperials abandoned them and fled. Not only did they take away all the means of transport, but the food they left behind was also quite limited.

In just a few days,

The dark side of human nature was on full display in that camp.

When some players think of them, there are less than two thousand people left on the island, and they are all no different from wild beasts. The equality of human rights they talked about before has long been lost.

The players couldn't stand it anymore, so they thought about using the waste.

then,

The survivors of the Federation began the road to redemption by working for players.

At the beginning, players will go to them with food, tools and damaged equipment, and let the federal technicians among the survivors help repair the equipment found in the ruins in exchange for food.

Later, more federal people offered to sell their labor and bodies.

Players are so upright, how can they hesitate?

I decisively chose the former!

It’s not that there aren’t some old perverts who are thinking about the young ladies from the Federation. The main reason is that during this period of time, these Federation people who were like a doomsday carnival had too much fun, and the smell on their bodies when they found them...

With that kind of sexual interest, it is better to ask the female players on the ship to have a sweet double queue.

There are currently 3,000 people on board, at least 1,000 of whom are female players. Moreover, after genetic optimization by Tinder, they are all fair-skinned, beautiful and have long legs, no better than slovenly NPCs.

Therefore, players can only reluctantly choose serious labor dispatch.

Hire federal survivors to excavate some dangerous relics, exchange only a little food for a large amount of relic materials, and make a lot of money.

It wasn't until they were discovered by the federal warship that reappeared that this dark experience finally ended.

The new arrivals are 2 Minotaur battlecruisers and 3 Charon-class cruisers.

These warships discovered the communication beacon left by the Richard outside the Zero Hole, so they did not rush in. Instead, they formed a group and waited for a group of people. Only half a month later, they arrived belatedly.

Among them was the [St. Martin] Charon-class cruiser driven by Tom, Donald, and the surviving federal veterans of the Holy Stone.

The main civilization of the Emerica Federation is a religious country.

In the core world, more than 60% of the native population of the Federation are religious, and this number is steadily increasing every day against the gloomy apocalyptic background.

so,

When the Federals name battleships, they often add the word "holy".

This means that before the ship set sail, the Holy See had poured holy water on it, added buffs, and turned on the light. It could exorcise evil spirits and ward off disasters, and bless the crew members to survive the battlefield and return.

However, of the three ships that Tom has been on:

The Santa Carla sank!

The Holy Stone sank!

Now he has moved to the San Martin, and he was given PTSD. As soon as he got on the ship, he clamored to change the name of the ship.

However, because the reason for changing the name was too absurd, the request was directly rejected by the Fleet Command, so that Tom had a bad face along the way, as if someone owed him five million.

"Okay, Lao Tang~ We are not religious and don't deal with those superstitious things! Come on, let's drink~"

Donald is quite tolerant.

He turned out to be just a small army buyer, and he participated in the pioneering operation because he had no power.

After a series of hardships, he has now reached the rank of colonel, and has become a hero of the Federation. He is highly respected by the soldiers below. When he returns home, he can sell lessons and teach people to learn successfully. There is nothing he can't stand.

"I won't drink! And you, please put away the wine quickly!"

Donald laughed after hearing this and took another sip of red wine.

"Brother, I'm here to chat with you. You are on combat readiness duty. As long as you don't get drunk~ burp!"

"Stop coming! This place is empty, and emergencies can happen at any time! How can I expect you then? Do you want me to carry the burden myself again? Do you want the surviving brothers on the Holy Stone to die before dawn? "

Donald's hand holding the wine glass froze at his mouth.

Finally, he surrendered and put the bottle away.

"Okay, okay, okay, I can't tell you anything~ By the way, what are you worried about? Our six battleships can escape unscathed from the encounter with the Imperials..."

"empire?"

Tom snorted disdainfully, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"You know who I'm waiting for! I've been looking for him! Believe me, he must be hiding nearby! Planning some shocking conspiracy!"

"Oh, you mean Chu Hang's gang!"

Donald was a little helpless.

This friend of his is not so much the PTSD of the ship name, but rather the PTSD of Chu Hang, which is a bit too neurotic.

"Brother, you know, Chu Hang and the others only have one frigate, and there are no more than 500 people on board! We are now strong, driving a cruiser, and there is a fleet behind us! How can he fight with us?"

"Ha, you don't understand!"

Tom remained stubborn.

"This is the great thing about Chu Hang! He is the best at pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger. Unfortunately, I have realized it! I will never despise him again!"

"Well, okay, as long as you are happy~"

Donald shrugged.

At this moment, the federal fleet discovered the prisoner-of-war camp at the edge of the hole. After confirming through various signs that it was their own people, they immediately sent out landing troops in panic.

Unfortunately,

Qikexiu and Xiaohei were selecting people to work in the camp. When they received the system warning, the camp had already entered the range of the federal fleet.

So it was no surprise that they were captured again.

"Heizi, believe me, I have experience in this matter~ Being a prisoner is exciting, it is much more fun than direct combat!"

"How to play?"

"Heihei, let's be restrained~"

Xiaohei looked painful, and looked at his newly replaced sniper with some heartache.

"It's fun, but the cost of playing once is too high. My new sniper——!"

"Hehehe, it's okay, I still have a knife~"

"Go away! Your broken knife is almost worn out, and my 200-dollar wife is still the first time!"

"Hehe, the federals will arrive in a few minutes, why don't you hurry up and get the first blood? Anyway, you are faster~"

"Gan, I'd better find a place to hide, you help me delay!"

"OJ8K!"

An hour later, all the survivors were transported back to the ship, and Qi Kexiu and Xiao Hei, the two strange imperial stormtroopers, were also taken to the St. Vincent.

The St. Vincent is the flagship of this temporary fleet, and the captain is a brigadier general.

Although he is of the same rank as Tom, he is the original officer of the fleet, and he must have more power than Tom who was promoted during the war.

When Tom heard that there were prisoners, he also rushed over with Donald.

As a result, as soon as he entered the door.

"Hey, kid, I know you!!!"

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