Interstellar Apocalypse: I lead players to dismantle spaceships

"Boss, do you think we can pretend to be transformed?"

Rhine pinched her nose and thought for a while, then shook her head helplessly.

"This seed is very evil. If it germinates normally, each individual should be able to sense it. If we just let it go, wouldn't we become clowns?"

Everyone felt a little sorry.

Last time, Li Sanguang played a tough role in the Empire. It's a pity that they, the Aurora Legion, have never experienced such a fun thing.

"Then forget it, let's just stick to our old business and start working directly?"

"Well, let's do it!"

Rhine and the others immediately ran to the door of the hall and waited for the cultists to return.

Soon after, the cultists felt that Lain and the others were almost transformed, so they smiled and opened the door and came in without any warning.

Seeds are just like zombie viruses, how can they have antibodies?

The outsiders from Rhine must have become their companions and truly serve our lord.

However,

As soon as he entered the door, a fist as big as a sandbag hit the leader in the face.

These people were obviously not as rich as Delete, and their faces were still genuine, so they were dented by Rhine's punch and fainted instantly.

Other players pounce on the remaining enemies.

The player attributes of the Aurora Legion are several times that of ordinary people, and they are more powerful than ordinary mechanical exoskeletons. The enemies are knocked down one after another before they even have time to draw their guns.

The players began to touch the corpses, and the methods of searching were quite skillful.

"Hey, this is my gun!"

A player lifted up the enemy's clothes and suddenly became happy.

The opponent is wearing a small and exquisite black blaster pistol on his waist, with a dark gold Rheinmetall logo printed on it. It is an imitation made by Rheinland. It looks very high-end at first glance. No wonder the cultists also like it.

This is the standard secondary weapon of their elite team. It is portable, powerful, and of a higher quality than those produced by the Empire.

The players picked up their equipment while talking and laughing, then changed into the clothes of the cultists, and finally picked up the electromagnetic rifle dropped by the opponent in disgust, and immediately pretended to be decent.

Subsequently,

Rhine pulled out a data cable from his bracelet, connected it to the brain-computer interface behind the ear of the leading enemy, and started the Trojan horse program written by Da Tou.

After a while.

"I've got the authority, let's go, let's get rid of this den!"

Rhine laughed and led the people straight to the security control room of this den.

Bang!

Facing the "companions" who broke out of the door, several cultists on duty in the control room were playing poker. They shouted in surprise:

"Ouch, what are you doing?"

"Fuck you~"

Rhine grinned ferociously and pulled the trigger, and a burst of explosive energy fell into the center of the table, killing all the surrounding enemies, but the blood of the enemies spread everywhere.

"Bah, bah, bah! Boss, you are too aggressive. What if you blow up the equipment here?"

Faced with the complaints from his companions, Rhine blew on the gun with a smile.

"I turned down the power, and it's just right now~"

After saying that, he came to the main console, which could control the entire building's mechanisms. As long as he used the authority obtained from the cult leader, he could control everything here.

"Hey, there are a lot of good things hidden here!"

Rhine joked and projected several pictures.

"What the hell, Zerg?"

"There are so many munitions, these guys want to rebel!"

"Huh? Look at that hangar. Is that our shuttle?"

Everyone looked at the sound and saw that this group of people moved really fast. They actually pulled the shuttle that Rhine and the others took when they arrived into a hangar and began to modify it.

"What are they modifying?"

Rhine watched with interest for a while, and soon saw the clues.

"My name is Magnetic Pump."

"Boss, why are you looking for him? He's on the boat."

Rhine glanced at his younger brother speechlessly.

"You don't even understand the joke. Self-destructing truck, our spaceship has been transformed into a self-destructing truck!"

"Oh! Once you say that, we will understand~"

The players laughed.

"So, where are these bad guys trying to blow up?"

Rhine said nothing, lowered his head and rummaged around on the console, and soon his eyes lit up, displaying a magnificent projection.

"I'll go!"

"This is... Blackwater Fortress!"

The players were shocked.

I didn't expect these guys to be so brave and dare to build a military fortress.

Although this fortress is no longer guarded by a fleet, the armaments that the fortress should have are still functioning normally.

The most powerful one is a Mark

"Boss, what do you think these guys want to do?"

"Yeah, should we stop them?"

Rhine did not answer immediately, but continued to look through the logs in the host and the reserve directory in the warehouse, quickly simulating the other party's plan in his mind.

By the way, he also packaged all the information and sent a copy to the Sail, which was hovering over the colony.

Not long after, Gray Wind came over.

"Rhine, it seems you have discovered something very interesting!"

"Yes, shall we get involved?"

Gray Wind chuckled, "Of course I got involved! Isn't the captain worried about not having enough resources? How about we order him a takeaway?"

Rhine was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted, with an excited look on his face.

"Okay, the captain will definitely thank us."

"Hehe, if you get scolded then, you will have to take the blame too!"

The two hit it off immediately and immediately prepared to make big news, the kind that would make Chu Hang's jaw drop.

Rhine then told his companions about the plan, and everyone was extremely excited. If this happened, they would definitely be able to brag about it for a month, making Li Sanguang and the others jealous to death.

"Before we start the plan, let's clear out the people who are in the way."

As Rhine said, he directly activated the defense system of the cult den. The blast doors fell down to seal all the exits. Then, automatic turrets lowered from the ceiling and fired at the unidentified cultists.

"Damn it, how could this happen!"

"Lord, have you abandoned us?"

"There is an intruder, come with me to the main control room!"

"It's too late... Uh-huh!"

Soon, there were no living cultists in the entire building. They were sieved by the defense facilities they had set up and had nowhere to hide.

Rhine and the players are very pleased with the results.

Only dead cultists are good cultists, so you all go to hell!

"Boss, what's next?"

Players are eager to try it.

"Let's go to the weapons depot to get the equipment first, and then go to the modification warehouse. The enemy has almost finished modifying our spaceship."

Rhine smiled confidently.

"Then it's just a matter of waiting."

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