2034. Sacrifice your life for righteousness (Part 1)

Jedi Knight Demi sat on the floor, heated a can with a small induction cooker in front of him, added a little water and boiled it, turning it into a bowl of thick broth.

He handed the can to the Seriya girl sitting next to him, then took another can and repeated the same process.

The Seriya girl had already taken off her protective clothing because after testing, it was confirmed that she did not carry the virus on her body. Maybe it's in the body, but as long as the distance is met, it's still fine.

She has adjusted from the frightened look of the past few days, and is now much calmer. Perhaps she has figured it out and accepted her fate. At least, he did not die miserably due to being infected with the T-Veronica virus like his previous companions who were kidnapped by slave traders.

There were more than a dozen rebel soldiers around. They were all eating, taking the time to replenish their energy, and their faces were full of exhaustion.

"Where's Jack?" Demi asked.

A soldier touched the sniper rifle he was leaning on, shook his head and sighed, "He was caught by a ghost agent in the afternoon. I saw that the ghost was reading his mind, so... I freed him."

Demi nodded, "You don't need to blame yourself. After being read by ghost agents, even if they don't kill him, his consciousness will be destroyed and he can only become a fool."

"Master Demi, we have tried many methods, but Umbrella Company's defense is too tight, and it is almost impossible to escape," the soldier said.

"If there is no way to send Anna out, then there will be no way to develop a vaccine in time. If the virus breaks out on the planet Seriya, many people may die!" Another soldier said eagerly.

"Has the spaceship been found?" Demi asked a very abrupt question.

The rebel soldier was stunned, and then replied: "Found it, a CSS-1 Republic-class transport ship can be found in the Black Iron Fruit Spaceship Workshop two blocks away, and that transport ship has not been installed yet. Brera's people monitored the situation. The boss of the workshop agreed to help us. He has long been dissatisfied with the domineering Umbrella company. He has filled up the fuel for us, but in order to hide it from others, the spacecraft is still disintegrated. Status, takes half an hour to assemble.”

Demi nodded and said: "That's enough. I'll create opportunities for you. You should be prepared for everything and escape as soon as the time comes."

"What... do you want to do?" The rebel soldier didn't understand how to create opportunities.

"Umbrella Company obviously values ​​this girl very much." Demi pointed to the Victory II-class Star Destroyer suspended in the sky, "We also found out that on this ship, it is Alfred - Ashford is in charge."

"Don't you think..." The rebel soldier suddenly realized, "No! But this is too dangerous! That is a Star Destroyer!"

"Perhaps because of this, I have a chance." Demi said, "In this chaotic galaxy, some things always need people to do. I will never feel happy that I escaped Order 66, but I feel at peace now that I have made this decision.”

The rebel soldiers were in awe. They stood up one after another, came to Demi one by one, and patted him on the shoulder.

Finally, the Seriya girl came to him and said timidly: "Thank you."

"No need to thank me. As long as Umbrella's conspiracy can be disintegrated, I will die a worthy death." Demi said, "Besides, it's not enough for you to escape. I also need to destroy Umbrella's information about this time in Se The data from the experiment on the planet Riya... makes this evil experiment no longer possible."

The girl bowed deeply and burst into tears.

…

The interior of the Victory II-class Star Destroyer.

Alfred Ashford ate dinner elegantly, served by several beautiful maids. The butler next to him held a bottle of his favorite expensive wine - Queena's Tears.

If it weren't for the gray metal automatic door at the back and the several B-2 combat robots standing guard, it wouldn't even feel like we were on a battleship.

"Have you not found the adapter yet?" Alfred Ashford coldly asked the sweating mercenary commander standing aside while eating the prime steak in his hand.

"Not yet. But we have narrowed down the scope... After investigation in the surrounding area, we confirmed that she has definitely not left Colony No. 7. Next, we only need to concentrate our forces and conduct a thorough search of Colony No. 7, and it will not be difficult to put her find out."

"I'll give you two more days. If I still can't see the adapter after two days, then I will have to use you for experiments." Alfred said coldly.

"Yes! Yes!" the mercenary commander responded quickly.

At this moment, suddenly the alarm sounded loudly inside the battleship! ! The harsh sound scared Alfred Ashford. He jumped up and ran towards the B-2 combat robot, shouting, "What happened!"

"Sir, a fighter jet has been detected flying towards us! It's going very fast!" A mercenary ran over and shouted.

"It's just a fighter jet, shoot it down!!" Alfred was furious. He had no idea why a fighter jet would sound the alarm.

"That's an... Eta-2 fighter jet!" the mercenary said.

"What did you say?!" Alfred felt a bucket of ice water pouring down his head.

The Eta-2 fighter, a fighter developed by the Galactic Republic specifically for Jedi Knights during the late Clone Wars, has now been abandoned by the Galactic Empire.

However, during the Clone Wars, the emergence of Eta-2 fighter jets also meant...the emergence of Jedi Knights! !

"Quick!! Take off all the fighters! Shoot it down! Shoot it down!!!" Alfred ordered in panic.

On the hangar platforms on both sides of the Victory II-class Star Destroyer, two huge retractable hatches opened up and down, and hundreds of Vulture robot fighters took off densely, rushing towards the ETA-2 fighter jet.

At the same time, the Victory II-class Star Destroyer was also on full fire, and the point defense system on the battleship opened a barrage!

You know, this is over the city! ! When the battleship opens its barrage, it also means launching inhumane strafing at the city below!

The innocent civilians on the street fell to the ground one by one under the fire of dense laser beams and electromagnetic bullets, and some weak houses were also beaten into pieces by the continuous shooting!

But...it's no use! ! No matter how dense the anti-aircraft firepower was, no matter how ferocious the Vulture robot fighter was, they couldn't even touch a hair on this ETA-2 fighter!