[Rebirth] Interstellar Counterattack Guide

"Let me join you too."

Quick's hoarse voice came, and this guy quietly appeared behind them at some point.

He Zhishu looked down and saw that his arm had already been equipped with the superpower booster device that he had brought from their ship, and it was actually simplified and made into a portable version. It looked like a glove armed to the elbow, with silver light The sparkling high-end atmosphere contrasts with the dark blue straight military uniform.

"It's a good change." He narrowed his eyes, "It seems that you didn't lie to us about the exhaustion of abilities."

The nerd-dressed scientist named Michael puffed out his chest, "Thank you for the compliment."

He Zhishu, "...So it was you who modified it,"

Michael snorted, a little smugly.

He opened his legs and shuttled nonchalantly through the laboratory full of zombie remains. His bony hands in laboratory gloves picked up and down among a pile of bloody things, and finally he was picked from a pile of bloody things. A boxy glass box was dragged out of the equipment, and a set of experimental equipment was clearly displayed inside.

In the chaotic laboratory, the teenager Michael moved his ten fingers, opened the test box, connected the detection equipment used to detect "Wang" just now, and flexibly operated these things, which He Zhishu thought he couldn't get started for a while. The equipment quickly produced a tube of green liquid.

He threw away the goggles and stuffed the thing into He Zhishu's hand: "Go, brave captain of the galaxy, shoot this thing into the vein of 'Wang', he can turn into a puddle of foam in ten seconds .”

He Zhishu: "..."

"Of course, it has the same hazards to the human body, so be careful." Michael blinked playfully, but it was a pity that he couldn't refresh his favorability in He Zhishu's mind. "Actually, making this kind of viral weapon is my specialty, but I was assigned by the Star Alliance to work in this kind of laboratory... Huh, fortunately, there is an interesting silly guy here, otherwise I will definitely suffer from a disease called boredom. And die!"

The brown-haired scientist muttered the last sentence.

He Zhishu gladly accepted his gift, and was just about to put it in his pocket, but saw another slender big hand unscrupulously snatching him away from him under his nose.

He Zhishu: "Assas, what are you doing?"

The alien split monster with a slight smile: "I am a more suitable person to hold it than you."

He Zhishu: "..." Why do you feel looked down upon?

He turned his head and looked at the sea of ​​zombies in front of him. The corpse king was surrounded at the innermost part. Quick stepped forward and raised his hands. Instruments scattered in all directions rose into the air, even including the one Michael was using just now. At this time, he hummed dissatisfiedly: "Hello?!"

Quick nodded, put down the equipment that belonged to him, and flipped his palm at the same time, those instruments were glued together as a whole as if they had consciousness.

No doubt these things were made of the kind of metal Quaker could handle.

Michael whistled with interest: "So you are a supernatural being."

Cui Jianchong rolled his eyes in front of Quick without hesitation. After that, Quick made the fusion of these metals into a platform with two legs... Cui Jianchong snorted and said: " Why not make it four legs, so it's more like a table."

Quick: "Two legs are better than four."

After all, they were there to sit on.

At this time, it is undoubtedly wonderful to have a vehicle that can take them directly into the zombie tide.

So He Zhishu and the others immediately ignored Cui Jianchong's dissatisfaction and climbed onto the two-legged 'table'.

And Cui Jianchong, of course, reluctantly climbed up.

The platform is not big, so He Zhishu was able to stay close to Assas, and the alien's powerful big hand wrapped his hand. He Zhishu turned his face and said calmly: "I don't have the problem of being afraid of heights now. oh."

Assas: "Then I have to make sure you won't fall."

He Zhishu snorted softly, and grabbed his hand tightly with his backhand: "It may not be certain that someone will need to be pulled if someone falls."

This level of flirting is seen by outsiders as 'flirting'.

So Michael, an outsider who didn't know the inside story, clicked twice with an exaggerated expression, turned his back and took off his gloves to rub his blinded dog eyes.

Cui Jianchong's complexion has been very bad.

It was so bad that Captain He Zhishu decided to care about the mental health of his crew: "What, you are in a bad mood? Because your former captain became a corpse king, or... for some other reason?"

He did not elaborate on any other reasons.

But anyone with a discerning eye can see that there is definitely something tricky between this quarterback-sized big man and the metal manipulator.

Under Quick's control, the 'table' approached step by step in the direction of the corpse king.

Cui Jianchong waved his weapon to knock down every mutant creature that tried to climb up the 'leg of the table', pondered for a moment, and said slowly: "I am the head of the group I met when I was ten years old."

He Zhishu: "..." Are you sure you want to start telling stories at this time?

"I was an orphan and a wanderer." He frowned. "Later, I met the regiment commander and the people in the mercenary regiment. Not all of them liked me. The mercenary guys you know usually The temper is not very good, and in their eyes, children are not much different from a group of walking meat... But the leader will protect me and teach me a lot. Although he seldom gets in touch with me later, but because I become stronger, so those stubborn and domineering mercenaries gradually began to accept me."

The story doesn't have many interesting plots.

However, He Zhishu noticed that Quick's face was a bit unusual when he said it.

Does he know anything else besides being a special police officer who hunted down the Monroe Mercenary Corps on Earth?

Of course, this issue is not currently within the scope of He Zhishu's consideration.

He deftly reloaded the weapon and shot the heads off the mutant creatures trying to climb up.

The area they were in was very small, but because there were four of them, he only needed to be responsible for the mutant creatures climbing up from one direction.

While playing, he suddenly found that the rhythm seemed a bit like whack-a-mole...sometimes he was about to snatch the zombies climbing up from the area in charge of others...Michael, who was in the center of the four of them, was amazed: "You are so crazy , are all interstellar travelers like this?"

He Zhishu twitched the corner of his mouth: "I only know that not every interstellar traveler will encounter this kind of scene."

What do normal interstellar travelers do?

Drive a safety-oriented starship and sail slowly within a safe range, travel to planets with a higher safety factor and collect information by the way.

Go to the Star Alliance branch in the local galaxy every month to receive the captain's allowance.

When they step up to retirement step by step, they will be able to take their captain's certificate, which has accumulated a lifetime of experience, and sell it on the black market for a good price that will allow them to live in their old age and prolong their children and grandchildren.

However, this is not what He Zhishu wants.

If you say it out loud, even a person with abnormal brain circuits like Long Feng will find his ideas weird and bizarre.

However, He Zhishu felt that a person must do something worth fighting for in his life.

Is it a struggle to receive the captain's allowance steadily every month?

Not in his eyes.

He looked at the split alien who led him to this distant galaxy beside him—even without Assas, one day, he would go on such a distant journey.

Noticing his own captain's gaze, Assas also turned his head, meeting his gaze.

After a while, as if realizing that He Zhishu's thoughts were gradually drifting away from him at the moment, the alien leaned forward feeling a little dissatisfied, and forced a fiery and domineering kiss on his dear captain's lips.

He Zhishu's attention was immediately pulled back, and he said angrily, "What are you doing at this time!"

Seeing the strong change in the emotions of the people on Earth because of him again, Assas hooked the corners of his lips in satisfaction, explaining the obvious fact: "Kiss you."

He Zhishu: "..."

The alien's thick-skinned skills really took it to the next level!

He wasn't happy about it at all!not at all!

They gradually moved in front of the huge corpse king.

Sure enough, as Michael said, monsters with thick skin and blood are really lacking in IQ. They all sat in front of him with such a thing, but this guy still looked like he was not in the state, and the closer they got to the corpse king, what they all wanted The more mutated creatures encountered.Before he knew it, He Zhishu's magazine was half empty.

However, He Zhishu felt that a person must do something worth fighting for in his life.

Is it a struggle to receive the captain's allowance steadily every month?

Not in his eyes.

He looked at the split alien who led him to this distant galaxy beside him—even without Assas, one day, he would go on such a distant journey.

Noticing his own captain's gaze, Assas also turned his head, meeting his gaze.

After a while, as if realizing that He Zhishu's thoughts were gradually drifting away from him at the moment, the alien leaned forward feeling a little dissatisfied, and forced a fiery and domineering kiss on his dear captain's lips.

He Zhishu's attention was immediately pulled back, and he said angrily, "What are you doing at this time!"

Seeing the strong change in the emotions of the people on Earth because of him again, Assas hooked the corners of his lips in satisfaction, explaining the obvious fact: "Kiss you."

He Zhishu: "..."

The alien's thick-skinned skills really took it to the next level!

He wasn't happy about it at all!not at all!

They gradually moved in front of the huge corpse king.

Sure enough, as Michael said, monsters with thick skin and blood are really lacking in IQ. They all sat in front of him with such a thing, but this guy still looked like he was not in the state, and the closer they got to the corpse king, what they all wanted The more mutated creatures encountered.Before he knew it, He Zhishu's magazine was half empty.