"Redbeard will never surrender!" The roar was hoarse and powerful, and the emotions were heroic and passionate. Unfortunately, the sound waves could not be transmitted in the silent deep space, so they could only echo in the cabin.
It's a pity that after a moment of silence, more voices instantly overwhelmed the roar just now: "We surrender!"
"Don't listen to him, he is just himself and cannot represent me!"
"He has only been here two days, so he is not considered a red beard!"
"The weapons are all in the arsenal in the back cabin. I can lead the way!"
Xino was stunned, looking back at the red-bearded pirates behind him with a look of sorrow and anger. The slogan he had just shouted seemed like a joke to everyone.
With a snap, a hand as big as a washbasin swung over and slapped Xino on the back of the head: "What are you looking at! Squat down!"
Xino was so dizzy from being photographed that in order to avoid being further humiliated, he had no choice but to keep his hands clasping his knees and squatting on the ground. The slogan of never surrender just was also shouted while squatting, and the momentum was inherently insufficient.
These vicious old guys cannot be deterred.
The people walking back and forth in the starship at the moment are all old guys, all of them have pale hair and saggy skin. Some of them don't even look like their legs and feet are very sharp, with their bodies stooped and walking with a limp.
The tall figure dragged a not-so-slim leg and slowly walked past Xino.
Xino sighed secretly, thinking to himself, you old liars are still pretending to be lame? Just now, this big guy was the first to break through to the starship, and he was in front of Xino in one step, and with a big slap, he took Xino away.
Nuo was stunned by the slap. When Xino woke up, the entire fleet was in the hands of others, and there seemed to be no fierce fighting. The reaction of the Redbeard crew also confirmed that these guys probably surrendered immediately.
.
Can a person like this be a star thief? He can't even compare to the crew of the Federation's second-rate fleet, let alone the first-rate fleet he once led.
Xino cursed secretly in his mind while observing the people who invaded the starship.
Without exception, they were all old people, their movements were slow, and they also coughed and wheezed from time to time. But after all, Sino was once the commander of a regular fleet, and upon closer inspection, he noticed something strange. These old guys were not just hanging around, they were hanging around.
Inspecting every important equipment, key places, warehouses and machine rooms in the ship, as well as some places where dark rooms may be hidden. After being searched by them in this way, Sino was sure that the entire starship would be as clean as if it had been licked by a dog.
None are left.
"His grandma is more professional than me! Who is the star thief?" Xino thought depressedly.
At this time, a voice sounded in Xino's ear: "Are you their leader?"
Xino subconsciously shouted: "That's right! Red Beard will never surrender!"
One stone stirred up thousands of waves, and the real red-bearded star thieves scrambled to shout, "We surrender!"
"Don't listen to him..."
A big man came over, picked up Xino and said, "Let's go, the boss wants to see you."
In fact, the man was not much taller than Xino, and only half a circle thicker than Xino. He was so old that most of his hair had fallen out, leaving only a ring of sparse white hair on his temples. The old man was carrying Xino in full armor.
But it's effortless, just like lifting a chicken.
At this moment, Red Beard's three starships were all docked together, and the old starship was also approaching, and the four starships were connected into a whole.
Sino was carried through the docking hatch and entered the command cabin of the old starship. There was a table next to the command cabin, and a dignified old man was sitting behind the table with a thick cigar in his hand. On the table in front of him was
He was holding an old-fashioned pistol, and there were several chips next to it. These chips had just been removed from the Xino starship.
There were two people sitting next to the table. One was a big man nearly two meters tall with a strange gray eye. As soon as Xino saw him, his aura dropped by three points. He was the first one to board the ship, and then slapped him
Xino was stunned.
There is a workbench in the corner of the command cabin. A skinny old man is wearing a single-sided tool mirror and playing with a biochip. He has a bunch of tools in his hand, and each one looks very collectible. Seeing this, Xi
Nuo is just sneering, do you want to crack the biochip with this kind of manual workshop-style tool? Really...
Before he could finish thinking about it, the old man in front of the workbench raised his head and said: "It has been cracked and all the information has been extracted."
"Okay." The dignified old man picked up a brick-shaped personal terminal and carefully looked at the transmitted information.
Xino sneered in his heart: "Pretend! Keep pretending! A group of old immortals, their acting skills are quite good..."
"Sino."
When his name was suddenly called out, Xino's whole body trembled and he almost broke into a cold sweat.
The majestic old man looked at Xino, then at the information in his hand, and then at Xino. Xino felt uncomfortable all over and felt like he was a piece of food being scrutinized by the chef.
The one-eyed man came close to the old man and looked at the screen. While looking at it, he read: "... He has received comprehensive and formal starship fleet command and single-ship combat training. He has top-level fighter piloting capabilities and excellent combat skills. He has reached
The level of the federal third-class special warfare elite..."
After reading this, the one-eyed man scratched his head and asked the old man in front of the workbench: "What level is that third-class special warfare elite in the Federation? Do you still have any impression?"
The old man in front of the workbench was rubbing his neck, making his bones rattle, and said casually: "There are only first-class special operations elites in the data, and there are no third-class ones."
The one-eyed man said: "Oh, that's not important."
Xino was ashamed and angry. Special operations elites are not ordinary special forces soldiers. Any special operations elite can be an instructor in the special forces! Even third-class ones can do it!
However, he was angry, and at least he still had some sense, and his anger was not directed at the one-eyed man, but at the old man in front of the workbench. The one-eyed man once slapped Xino unconscious, and he looked down on the third-class special warfare elite and tolerated it.
Why are you, an old-fashioned researcher, so pretentious? If the current situation wasn't so stressful, Xino wouldn't even bother to challenge that old man to a duel.
The majestic old man put down his personal terminal at this time, and the command cabin immediately became quiet, and everyone looked at the old man.
The old man looked at Xino and said: "The little guy has a good foundation. Apart from being a little young, a little silly and a little weak, he doesn't have any shortcomings."
Sino's anger surged again. He has received the best genetic optimization since he was a child. He has not missed any key points along the way. They are all top-notch optimizations. His physical fitness is second to none. Of course, he has a good foundation. But the other three comments are
What's the meaning?
The one-eyed man scratched his head again and asked: "Then... cultivate and educate?"
The old man nodded and said to the old researcher at the workbench: "Get him something good."
The old researcher finally turned his head, looked at Xino with cloudy eyes, and said: "The little guy's body is well optimized. It seems that the federal technology has made rapid progress in the past few decades. There is not much I can do. Now I only have
A storm plan is suitable, which can improve his reaction speed and strength. The disadvantage is that he will become impulsive and careless about thinking. According to popular saying, it will lower his IQ a little."
"Percentage or absolute value?" the one-eyed man asked.
"Percent...right?"
The one-eyed man automatically ignored the last one and said: "That's no problem. This kind of little guy who shouts slogans when he has nothing to do is not smart at all. It doesn't matter whether he surrenders or not."
In just a few words, Xino's fate was decided. The one-eyed man held Xino on the podium while another person took off his pants. The old researcher brought a syringe the size of a radish and drove it in with all his strength.
Xino's snow-white ass.
A few minutes later, Sino's eyes were red, like an enraged bull, and he rushed towards the majestic old man. He felt that his rage was uncontrollable, and he knew very well that the majestic old man was the culprit.
Fortunately, neither the one-eyed man nor the old researcher tried to stop him, allowing Xino to rush over smoothly. Xino didn't even have time to think about the reason, so he jumped up, his fist carrying the evil wind, and was about to hit the old man's face!
In Xino's eyes, the old man's face suddenly turned into a metal tabletop, but he had no time to react. His whole body was slapped on the tabletop, and the violent momentum made Xino almost embedded in the table.
If the metal table on an ordinary starship was pierced by Xino, everything on this starship was big, thick, and hard. The tabletop was as thick as a book, and it was solid. As a result, the tabletop was just
Slightly dented, Xino himself felt dizzy and his vision was dark.
The majestic old man leveled the table, and the one-eyed man came over and took Xino off the table, shaking him hard to wake him up a little.
"That medicine...huh?" Xino looked at his hands. He could clearly feel that his body was constantly changing, and power was pouring out of every cell. At this moment, the muscles seemed to be wrapped around his fingers.
"I am Chu Longtu." The old man said slowly, then pointed to the one-eyed man and the old researcher, and said: "His name is Qiao Liang, and that is the squad commander. They will teach you some fighting skills. In the next 10 days,
You will practice here and learn how to be a qualified star thief."
He was just a one-eyed man. Sino looked at the old researcher who seemed to be too old to walk. He didn't look like he could teach him how to use his own skills.
The one-eyed man Qiao Liang said: "This kid is stupid and impulsive. He needs to temper his will. Just use traditional methods!"
A person next to him asked: "Clean the toilets? But there are no toilets on the starship that need to be cleaned now?"
Qiao Liang said: "Then make a few now! Well, let's start with ten! It's not good to have more, he still has to learn something."
"Squatting or sitting?"
"Of course it's squatting, sitting has no effect on training."
“With our old arms and legs, we can’t stand it anymore!”
"I didn't let you use it!"
"If not, what will he do?"
Listening to your argument, Xino's face turned a little pale. However, there is actually a similar practice in the federal fleet, specifically for dealing with new recruits. However, Xino started as a junior officer when he entered the fleet and has never enjoyed this experience.
Just waiting for the treatment.
Chu Longtu looked at the time and said to Xino: "It's still half an hour before the toilet is built. Let's take the first lesson now. The first lesson is how to choose your opponent."