Reborn Interstellar: Illegal Invasion

Meng Hong leaned against the door of the confinement room, the smoke between his fingers was quietly burning.

The wild ghost stood opposite him holding his light brain and said with a smile: "Sir, you are suspected of abetting the escape from prison."

"Hey - I didn't do anything, can't you open it yourself?" Meng Hong flicked the cigarette ash but didn't put the cigarette into his mouth.

After swiping the information on the optical brain three times, the wild ghost stood up and said seriously: "All the mecha rooms on the sixth floor are open, sir..."

Meng Hong waved his hand: "Don't tell me anything, I'm just an npc."

"Then, can you tell me who is being imprisoned on the eighth floor?" Ye Gui looked at all the dispatched superior soldiers and the mechas flying in the tower and asked: "At least King Kong and I can die well."

Meng Hong raised his chin to signal the mecha flying over there: "Do you think the people above have the brains to design those things?"

So far, all reasoning has a way out.

The wild ghost was a little excited: "I understand."

Meng Hong is not a good person, he can turn a blind eye to everything, even for the dumb, and also for the eighth floor, but the wild ghost knows what this person pays attention to, which is the law.

He is a qualified soldier and therefore knows when to enforce what policy.

The information network in his hand was being updated, and the wild ghost kept fingers crossed. He was buying more time for those people.

At this time, Kerryman was driving the 020 and supported Red on the platform.

Vajra looked down on everyone completely, he was a humanoid weapon, he fell down a person with one hand like walking on the ground in the chains.

Su Ya supported Red to stand still, and the mute in his arms was much more awake, but it was too emaciated.

Red didn't dare to let Su Ya touch the mute. He was afraid that the alpha pheromone left on the mute's body was too strong and could not be completely dissipated, and he was also worried that Su Ya could see the cruel truth under the clothes.

Keriman didn't have time to delay here, 020 directly broke open the huge metal door in front of him, and after a loud noise, several people stood there in a daze.

A man sleeps upright in a container filled with an unknown liquid, surrounded by messy data cables, connected to the huge display screen behind, a series of advanced operation commands are scrolled on it and input into the converter next to it.

Red closed his eyes in pain, it's ridiculous, it's ridiculous.

In this prison called the Star of Evil, what exactly are people being treated for?

Toy?bet?Or a test product?

Many of them have high IQs. They were supposed to inject vitality into the front line from the rear, but they were reduced to mindless pinned down, repeating things for no apparent reason.

Kelman looked at the man with red eyes, the man who once stood on the commanding heights of the interstellar and arrogantly declared that he would change the world, how could he be so wronged to be imprisoned here.

"Madman?" Kelman fell from the mecha and fell to the ground, stumbling to the cold container: "Madman! Wake up!"

However, the man just fell asleep peacefully, he had grown a beard, and the fine lines at the corners of his eyes seemed to be in pity.

Kelman panted heavily, raised his hand to load the rocket launcher and was about to launch it.

"Stop!" Red was shocked: "That's the nutrient solution, it's all about those things that keep him alive!"

Kelman's arm holding the bazooka trembled, "Slap!" and fell to his feet.

"How to open it?" Kelman eagerly groped around the container to find an opening, but it was in vain. This thing was integrated with a series of devices around it.

King Kong jumped over the railing and followed in, the tiny communicator on his ear flickered: "How is it?"

"The lunatic is here, it is the information transmission system, connected to the nutrition dish."

The wild ghost cursed, and the speed in his hand doubled: "Go find a red transmission tube, and see where it is finally connected."

King Kong heard the instruction to bypass Red and Suya and rummaged through a pile of transmission lines on the left: "Find a red transmission tube!"

Su Ya was the first to come back to his senses, and rummaged to the right.

Kelman's throat was choked, but he also joined the search queue.

"Here!" Su Ya yelled, and quickly opened the line next to him and walked down the red transmission tube.

King Kong found the interface, but the port on the display only had an icon that looked like a battery capacity.

"It's a capacity icon." King Kong said.

The wild ghost thought about it and asked, "White or blue?"

"White."

"It's the energy room! The source is there!"

King Kong said to Kellman: "The energy room."

Kelman wanted to pull out all the pipes here and burn them clean: "I haven't seen the energy room before."

The same goes for Red: "I haven't seen it."

The wild ghost was still looking for the location, but Meng Hong lazily said, "I don't know how the central escalator works."

"Damn! You're such a genius!" Wild Ghost immediately groped along the connecting passage of the escalator.

"There is a hidden door behind the interrogation room on the fifth floor, and the source is there!"

After King Kong conveyed the message, Kellman looked at Reid: "I will guard the lunatic, and I will leave the rest to you. I can trust you, right?"

Reid had already left behind some criminal mission, and there was no time to delay. He handed the mute and Su Ya to Kerriman: "At most half an hour."

Keriman and Reid only looked at each other, the man's assurance.

020 acted again, and Kerriman placed the mecha in front of the container, and also protected Su Ya and the mute behind him.

The wild ghost put away his light brain and went to reunite with King Kong. After taking two steps, he turned around and said, "Sir, let's go together?"

"It's so cumbersome to take me, I can't move anymore." Meng Hong didn't move a bit, and the lazy searchlight hit the top of his head, making him even more decadent.

The wild ghost took a step forward: "What if I say I can get the list of encirclement and suppression campaigns seven years ago?"

There was a corridor between the two of them, and the wild ghost could only see Meng Hong's chin under the searchlight, but he knew that Meng Hong was also looking at him.

"Damn it!" Meng Hong suddenly cursed in a low voice.

The wild ghost smiled: "How is it? Can this condition allow me to kidnap Commander Meng and escape from prison?"

Meng Hong rubbed his feet hard on the long-extinguished cigarette butt: "You can do it, it's exciting enough."