A spaceship that is only five hundred meters long - if this thing were dropped on the earth, it would certainly be considered unattainable alien technology. The largest spacecraft built by humans over there is still at the level of a tin can orbiting the earth.
, but placed in the vast and unpredictable universe and surrounded by galaxy-level civilizations, such a spacecraft is no different from a sampan if it appears alone.
You must know that due to the particularity of the space environment, spacecrafts that perform long-term missions in the universe must be equipped with ecological self-circulation systems. Depending on the race, the requirements of these ecological systems may be different, but they must be completely simulated in space.
The environment of a planet is a troublesome task no matter what. Since the spacecraft docked in front of me has the capability of deep space navigation, it must be equipped with similar devices. Now I am very curious about how the spacecraft that is only 500 meters long can do that.
A set of gadgets stuffed in...
In addition, it feels really great to lead hundreds of people and stealthily spy on others.
Of course, the people who landed on the take-off and landing platform could not know that there were hundreds of pairs of eyes below the spacecraft staring at their broken ship and judging them, and they were even less likely to realize that there was a ship dozens of times more powerful than them parked at the berth next to them.
The advanced spacecraft is scanning themselves up and down, and they have now begun their own actions.
After the spacecraft came to a stop, a door more than ten meters wide was opened from the side of its middle section. A dirty loading and unloading channel protruded from the door and slowly extended to the platform. It was obviously stuck when it was halfway through the operation.
After a while, we were sweating coldly when we saw two big men as strong as cattle wearing space combat uniforms appearing above the passage. With two big hammers, they hit the connection between the latter and the hull twice before opening the passage.
Let go completely.
"Suddenly I felt like going up and helping them..."
The stupid hair on Arturia's head turned in a circle and said rather tangledly.
At this time, several crawler vehicles that seemed to be used for engineering drove down from the transmission channel of the spacecraft. After watching the dilapidated spacecraft for so long, these brand-new space engineering vehicles were really eye-catching.
Bright.
"What are they doing? Exploration team?" My sister said in confusion, watching those people park the engineering vehicle at the connection between the landing platform and the assembly platform and then start assembling some strange mechanical equipment on the spot.
It looks like it's detecting something.
At this time, Viska finally remembered to transfer the communication signals he intercepted to the public channel, and suddenly, the sounds of those people talking among themselves rang in our minds.
"...(abbreviated) I finally found it. This asteroid belt is really desolate."
This was a rough male voice. Visca marked that the source of the voice was one of the two strong men who just hit the loading and unloading channel with a sledgehammer. As the voice fell, the other man replied: "If it is not desolate, we can
It’s impossible to grab it. The eldest sister is really good at it. She is so well-informed. Maybe we can make a big fortune now, haha..."
"But to be honest, this is the first time I have seen this kind of base. I don't know what force established it. It looks really advanced."
"Don't think about it, it must be the people from the consortium. They have long wanted to take advantage of this melee cycle to expand their territory. It seems that a new unlucky guy has come to this universe, and he happened to be picked up by the people from the consortium - hello!
Move the construction truck quickly! Although the eldest sister said that this place has been abandoned, if another privateering group comes over, we will be in big trouble! And maybe the people from Angel also know about this place, and we can't do anything without the administration.
The great power of the stars!"
"Hurry up," another person jumped down the loading and unloading channel at this time, directing a team of engineering robots that had just come off the spacecraft. "First remove the rare-looking things and send them to the ship. The shiny golden ones
Don't move the building for now. Let the 'doctor' go in and take a look later. Maybe there are some treasures inside. In such an advanced base, the things dismantled inside will definitely be sold at a high price on the black market!"
"Don't even think about hiding it secretly! The guy who hid a navigation device last time is still being whipped at the mine. If you feel comfortable, try it! The eldest sister told me before I came out this time that after the things are sold for money
Everyone can get three times the share, but whoever wants to hide it privately will be thrown to the red stone star to mine for ten years if our people see it on the black market!"
After listening for a long time, I finally understood the identity of this group of people.
Pirates... no, not even as good as pirates. I'm afraid they can't even be considered as robbers. They call themselves privateers, but in fact... they should be similar to scavenging vultures, right?
Scattered and unorganized armed forces, weak but extremely cunning, make a fortune by picking up battlefield relics in this chaotic world, collecting the mysterious technologies in them and selling them on the black market. Occasionally, they may even engage in some bold deeds, such as smuggling.
, intelligence dealers, or following a certain army waiting to salvage the wreckage - at most, this is the end of their abilities.
These are privateers, or to be honest, scrap collectors.
It does not seem surprising that similar small gangs appear in this messed up world. There is always an opportunity to produce battlefield garbage here. The wreckage of battleships, abandoned bases, space stations, and various battlefield relics are produced every moment.
And many of the things salvaged from it are worth a good price on the black market - don't think that no one wants the wreckage. In this world where new races are accidentally entering at any time, technology is blooming everywhere. Since there is almost no
In the environment of developing new technologies, obtaining other people's ready-made technologies to transform their own armies has become a good way for many forces to strengthen themselves. Although there are conflicts between technologies of different systems, there are many "talents" in the world who can integrate different technologies.
, the various modified and assembled spaceships that are lying around here are just one example.
It seems that the abandoned bases left by the Protos advance team have become their treasures. They are absolutely new technologies.
I'm afraid even the "national government" here usually buys battlefield relics from such people, right?
Because I have been in contact with big official forces like King Gotak before, I have never heard of such a small gang. Now that I see them, I don’t know what level such a configuration is among their "peers".
, but I think the largest "private groups" are just larger scrap recyclers. They salvage scraps from the battlefield and sell them on the black market. Their income may be higher than that of ordinary people, but they definitely do not compete for territorial interests on the frontal battlefield.
It's high, but the risk is not high at all. If nothing else, just this base that has just been abandoned for more than ten hours, and these guys who drive a garbage ship to pick up treasures in front of you dare to get involved, how much risk do you have to take?
Whether it is the forces that belong to the base, the army that attacked here, or other "government forces" who want to take advantage of the situation (you can tell from what the big Han Jia just said, even the "sovereign" government forces will occasionally
Put down your arrogance and salvage the wreckage yourself), whoever comes over will definitely be able to kill that broken spaceship that looks like a wreckage. They are all a bunch of guys living at the bottom.
Of course, there is no doubt that if they are given enough weapons and equipment, these scrap workers who seem to be able to only play small jobs are willing to transform into interstellar pirates licking blood on the tip of their swords at any time. The folk customs of this world are extremely tough.
, children are born with three-edged army thorns in their mouths - do you think he is so nb?
It was not the enemy soldiers who attacked the base, nor the regular army who knew the situation. This group of privateers immediately made us lose interest. Visca began to think about whether to kill them all. Of course, this suggestion that ignored human lives was rejected by my sister and me.
Your Majesty gave the joint vote.
"Boss! There's nothing ahead!"
At this moment, another voice sounded on the public listening channel. A tall construction robot walked over from the storage area, holding a somewhat familiar bucket-shaped machine in his arms... Well, it was the reconnaissance machine just now,
Because he sprayed Viska with a black face, he finally let the little girl fly several kilometers and directly smashed into a warehouse in the storage area. Now it seems that this is the only gain of this construction robot, and in this
The two unlucky guys following behind the construction robot were even more empty-handed.
"Is this the thing?" The strong man called the leader wore a space mask on his head, and his expression could not be seen clearly, but his voice sounded absolutely angry, "What is this? It looks like an unassembled engine.
Yes, the three of you have been rummaging around and found something like this now?"
"They've all been evacuated," the robot driver's voice sounded particularly aggrieved, "We went through several warehouses, and there was nothing except walls and lighting facilities. There were embedded devices that had been removed from the walls.
The grooves left behind were not even a single screw left on the ground..."
Damn it, you know how to make a living. The commanders of the Protos advance team are so sophisticated. They were all forced out when Kprulu was rebuilt, right?
"Hey, mother, you are so good at it, aren't you?" Just like my complaint, the strong man who seemed to be the little boss couldn't help but smack his lips at this time, "Why do you feel that you are more frugal than us?"
"Boss! I didn't find it here either!"
At this time, several other robot teams also came back with nothing. These engineering robots, which looked like infantry combat mechas with their armor plates removed, leaving only their skeletons, were obviously designed for such "exploration work."
Design, the body is not tall, but it has a robotic arm that is almost the same as the entire height. However, it is difficult for a clever woman to make a meal without rice. No matter how professional the scavenger is, it is impossible to find treasures in the abandoned base after the geese have been plucked. Twelve robots
, except for two of them holding two or three unknown mechanical components in their arms, the others were empty-handed.
Coming back so soon, I must have exited directly after seeing the empty building shells with all the screws unscrewed and dismantled, and I had to sigh, I really damn know how to live this...
"Nothing?!" Another big man who was directing the engineering vehicle to transport things to the base suddenly realized that he might not have to work anymore, and immediately shouted in a loud voice, "Then didn't we come here in vain today?"
"No, Ham, just go back like this. If the eldest sister dares to shoot us two brothers directly," the big man who was in charge of the robot waved his hand, as if he had made up his mind, "Let the combat mecha come down! Use laser cannons to blast them."
These buildings were blown to pieces, and there must be things like building energy modules that cannot be dismantled. Although no one wants them on the black market, it would be good to take them back with you. At worst, they will just say that these are new technologies when they go back.
, we two rough guys couldn't see anything of value, so we took them back together... Yes, that's it, who is that over there, you hurry up and invite the 'doctor' down! If you want to go back without being whipped, you can do it.
Count on the only smart person..."
However, before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a voice that suddenly sounded on the radio: "Hey, let me tell you, if it reaches this level, we will take action."
"Who? Who is using this frequency indiscriminately?!"
No one answered, there was only a cacophony of communication.
"Beck! Who are you talking to!"
Just after scaring the other party, I was immediately struck by his name, Beck? There is also a guy named Ham over there who is his brother... These two buddies are here to liven up the atmosphere, right?
"Damn, maybe I heard it wrong. Just now I heard someone talking to me on the radio, using the royal frequency of my eldest sister..."
"Nonsense," the big man No. 2, formerly known as Ham, waved his hand, "What is the big sister doing to you now... Wow!"
"What's going on... Hey!" Just as Baker was about to turn around to see what happened to his brother, he saw a giant man in a space combat suit with the size of an ox flying sideways towards him. He didn't even have time to react.
The two Beckham brothers rolled into a ball.
"What's going on?! What kind of kung fu are you practicing, Ham?!"
"There's... there's something weird about this base! Just now I saw a translucent little girl appear in front of me, and then she flew over on her own!"
Friendly reminder, Viska will throw away all non-friendly targets standing in front of her that are taller than her. Of course, if her sister is present, the two little guys will throw you in the opposite direction.
Uncle B was deeply impressed by this.
"Shrink the formation! The engineering vehicles are back! Fighting mechas get in position quickly, there is something weird here!"
The big man named Baker was so excited by the two supernatural events one after another that he immediately announced in a loud voice that they were entering a defensive formation. Although the privateers who were trying to pry off the cables from the steel beams of the base could not
Knowing what happened, they immediately responded to the order and gathered together. Several engineering vehicles, a dozen engineering robots, and a dozen soldiers wearing space combat uniforms and holding standard firearms immediately formed a circle and formed a
A "line of defense" full of loopholes.
At first, we wanted to drive these guys away quickly, but now, everyone including Viska seems to have been inspired by some kind of bad taste, and plans to toss this group of privateers who are almost about to open fire and blow up the base.
, watching them gather in a circle suspiciously, several empire leaders and a group of unscrupulous heroes immediately surrounded them with sinister smiles.
"Brother, why do I feel a little cold..."
The strong man named Ham seems to be the younger brother of the pair. Although he is as strong as an ox, he is surprisingly not very courageous. Um, maybe it was because Viska's stunning over-the-shoulder throw just now was too supernatural.
, his voice sounded a little trembling.
"Don't scare yourself. It may be the overpressure generated during the jump just now. We are all hallucinating. Everyone, move closer and don't move... Damn, I should have known that the broken jump engine needs to be overhauled... Hey, the combat mech is down,
These little bastards have been dawdling for so long and it’s over!”
What jumped down from the loading and unloading channel of the spacecraft was what the other party called a fighting mech. How should I put it, the five-piece looked a bit like a Gundam, which made me embarrassed on the spot.
...There are actually three red ones in the world.
"Mecha, I remember back then I dreamed of flying a Gundam." I couldn't help but shrug as I looked at the five steel giants that were jumping out of the spaceship nimbly and running towards us.
Shrugging, "But now the dream is shattered."
Although it looks very powerful, the actual combat performance of this thing is actually very average among civilizations above the star level. The most indispensable thing for warships with deep space combat capabilities is energy. At the same technological level, the main response of such warships is
The volume of the furnace is often hundreds of times the overall volume of the combat mecha, and the standard output is thousands or even tens of thousands of times the latter. Individual mechas are limited by the volume of their pendants. No matter how high their technological level is, they will face the same technological level.
It is also impossible for a battleship formation to gain an advantage.
The reason is very simple. If a single-soldier robot can use a proton rifle, why shouldn't the battleship opposite it be equipped with two thousand proton cannons? The soldiers are all armored, so the troop transport ship can't still be made of wood, right?
?A balanced technology, but all arms must evolve simultaneously. No matter how agile the Gundam is, it cannot avoid the more agile turret - because the angular momentum acceleration technology (the key technology that allows the turret to operate without inertia) is far better than the reaction force braking
Technology (the main means for combat mechas to change their posture in the universe) is much easier to develop.
However, the above situation only applies to non-standard civilizations such as the Xiling people. Fighting mechas still have a large market in "lower civilizations". Although they are powerless against space battleship clusters, they will not survive in ground conflicts and local wars.
However, their advantages are very great. Their armor can withstand most weapons in the atmosphere, and their changeable movement methods also make it difficult for most ground artillery to capture their fatal points, and their firepower far exceeds that of any ground force -
—Once again, exclude Xi Ling’s gang from outside the specifications.
This group of privateers can even afford combat mechs. It seems that they are not as poor as we first thought.
The new combat mechas that joined the defense circle didn't know what was going on. The huge laser rifles they held in their hands could only point around aimlessly. Humans are really a very magical species. The kind called the Sixth
The special sense of sense confuses Sandora, and now, the sixth sense of these privateers makes them tremble. The reason is that there are all kinds of unscrupulous sights watching them from the inside and outside.
Then, as if to die, a certain unlucky fighter mecha took a few steps to the side, and instantly crossed a distance of more than ten meters and stood in front of Viska.