On the outskirts of the deathly silent star field, a fleet was sailing quietly.
Navigating aimlessly in space, the biggest obstacle is when the boundless starry sky fills your eyes with absolute coldness, and you know that this scene will continue forever, for hundreds, thousands, even thousands, and tens of millions of years.
Sometimes, it is easy for people to have a psychological breakdown.
Even for Starfleet soldiers and officers who have received formal training, their eyes will dim and they will fall into an increasingly confused state of mind during a long-term aimless and hopeless voyage.
Even the veteran Zhou Tai has been sitting on his command seat for a long time. During this period of time, the fleet has been sailing in silence, in the deep silence of the universe. Even Zhou Tai is a little confused.
I almost feel like a skeleton sitting on the command seat after being destroyed by a ghost fleet. There is only the eternal time and space in front of me, and the eternal and endless universe.
Suddenly, the bells rang loudly inside the fleet. "Woooooooo...!"
Such a sound was like the soul-awakening bell of the ghost fleet. In an instant, it seemed to wake up all the dead souls!
There is a blank period in the human brain for a few seconds after hearing such a sound. After a while, the crew members who were lying on the bed in the dormitory, holding their hair in the public area, or reading a book jumped up from their positions.
They ran towards their posts very quickly! One by two, like cats spreading their legs and running away!
Zhou Tai suddenly sat upright from the command seat, his eyes clear again, staring at the communication channel, looking at the communication officer, "What's wrong!?"
"Received a message from personnel belonging to the Special Service Department of the Ministry of Military Affairs within the Liangxing! The Black Hawk Company's fleet revealed their traces when communicating with the Liangxing!"
Whoosh!
In an instant, everyone's heads were suddenly thrown straight like a javelin from a state of fatigue.
"Where exactly is the location of their fleet?" Zhou Tai reached out and clicked on the star map of the Tianquan Galaxy.
A coordinate on the star map flashed red.
Zhou Tai's eyes flashed, he took a breath slowly, and then calmly ordered: "Turn the entire fleet, boys, let's kill those big eagles!"
"Yes!" The response sounded loudly in the wireless communication of the entire fleet.
The 9th Fleet was like a hungry tiger looking for food but couldn't find it. Blue light spewed out from the tail of the starship and stabbed into the void at high speed.
If nothing unexpected happens, the battle in the void will break out in a few hours.
...
In the prison for serious offenders at the other end of the Liangxing, the middle-aged intelligence officer pursed his thin lips fiercely. He looked at Tang Lang who had been opened to the prison chair and regained his freedom, at least in the cell. His eyes were extremely intense.
Tangled.
The promise that Deputy Speaker Zhou Dunhou made to him a few minutes ago flashed through his mind. As long as he pretended not to have seen it, after this incident, even if he could no longer stay in the Security and Secrecy Bureau, he could come to Liangxing and become a police commissioner or even a police commissioner.
He is the mayor. He believes in the promise of Vice Speaker Zhou, who dominates the sky in Daliangxing. For him, it is just a matter of words.
However, to conspire to kill a federal major general here, no matter how much he hated Tang Lang, he was still a little afraid of the terrible consequences. Behind him stood the chief of military affairs and the commander of the Southwest.
But Vice Speaker Zhou is not just a fool, right! If he dares to do this, he also has his own camp. Besides, since he came here, can he look back? Out of the corner of his eye, he looked at the menacing warden and the people beside him.
After several subordinates, the middle-aged intelligence officer finally made up his mind: "I will go back to the room to rest for an hour, and the rest of the monitoring work will be left to you, the warden. I will interrogate the suspect again in an hour."
"Captain Li, please don't worry. I will entertain this distinguished major general very well in these ten minutes." The warden with a sinister face smiled and nodded, with a fierce light in his eyes.
Finally, he looked back at Tang Lang, who was standing alone in the cell. The middle-aged intelligence officer turned and left. He knew that this should be the last time he saw this man. No matter how strong his backstage, his personal strength would be
He is so strong. In this prison where "ferocious beasts" abound, he is just a cute little kitten. In the blink of an eye, not even his bones may be left.
Tang Lang lowered his head and pondered, with a slight smile on his lips, as if he was thinking about some beautiful things in the past.
Shortly after the middle-aged intelligence officer left.
In front of the ferocious-looking warden were more than a hundred big men in prison uniforms. They were all the leaders of various prison tyrants in this prison, as well as extremely dangerous and violent desperadoes.
However, these criminals, who are murderous in the outside world and can command and control many followers in prison, are like well-behaved babies here.
Obviously, it wasn't the warden who was scary, but the four mechas standing behind him and the dozens of armed guards around him, the black holes pointing their guns at them.
"Warden, what do you mean?" A man spoke. His name was Han Feng. He was one of the most famous prison bullies in this prison. He was once an armed smuggler. In order to avenge his family, he killed everyone in one go.
Killing more than 20 members of the enemy's family, large and small, is already a capital crime. It is only awaiting review by the Federal Supreme Court and will be executed in a few months. A person who is about to die naturally has no scruples, even if there are many powerful prison bullies.
I won't provoke him, but when he asks questions now, his voice is slightly trembling.
No matter how cruel you are, you still have to give in in the face of these modern technologies. The reason why we can be called heroes is because we all know how to avoid taking immediate losses.
The warden didn't say anything, but an expressionless subordinate next to him clapped his hands, and the people next to him brought several wooden boxes.
The child was thrown on the ground among the nearly a hundred desperadoes crowded in the interrogation room.
Someone finally tried to open the box under the gaze of the jailer, and immediately there was a sound of surprise.
Inside the box, there were all machetes with a cold light. The knife was nearly one meter long, with a thick back and a wide blade. It was a weapon used in ancient battles.
Someone picked up one of them with the tacit consent of the jailer and held it in his hand. The veins were knotted in his thick arm, making him look like a butcher.
And these people will soon become butchers, and this prison will become a slaughterhouse.
The warden, who had a sinister face, wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief and said softly: "I want you to do one thing, kill these two people."
On the projection screen appeared a young man who was bowing his head in deep thought and a fat man sitting in the corner, just snoring.
"Kill them." The warden paused, "Then, I will give you your freedom."
"I don't believe it!" Han Feng said, and everyone looked at him.
"You are looking for death!" The expressionless subordinate pulled out his pistol and pointed it at him, but the warden stopped him and signaled him to wait for him to continue.
"I don't believe you will give us our freedom! Killing them will cause you a lot of trouble. You asked us to make swords to avoid dirtying your hands! But afterwards, we can't avoid the fate of being massacred and silenced!"
As Han Feng spoke, the surrounding prisoners nodded. They are all murderers, but that does not mean they are brainless. In fact, if you want to be a bad guy, you also need to be smart enough, otherwise, there will only be good people left in the world.
"Believe it or not!" The warden waved his hand lightly, "The mercenaries of Black Hawk Company are attacking the Liang star from outside the planet. The planet may fall soon. This prison must be abandoned! We are about to evacuate.
At that time, all of you who are too late to evacuate will be killed by mercenaries! I will put the key to the door in that area. If you want to escape from prison, go there to get it and complete the task I assigned you.
!Then, it’s up to you whether you can successfully jailbreak! In short, everyone, good luck!”
Nearly a hundred prisoners looked at each other, not knowing what to do. But the desire for freedom scratched their hearts like a cat scratching a fire!
The sound of each person's lungs gasping for air seemed to be gradually and heavily evacuating the air around them.
Finally, Han Feng and several burly men who must have been prison bullies stepped forward and took out machetes from the box. Han Feng held one in each hand, weighed it, turned his head, and said with his mouth cut to the base of his ears, "Well, everyone,
What are you waiting for, our last carnival party has begun!"
At the same time, the entire prison and all cell doors were opened at the same time.
The mob surged out.
The key to open the prison is in the area where the two ordinary young people are on the screen. Kill them and take the key, and you will be free, especially at that moment when the long-rumored Eagle Empire mercenary group is causing chaos.
, will they have the possibility to join those strong ones?
It must be said that the warden understood the psychology of these serious criminals very well, and he scratched their itch with just a few words.
More than a hundred thugs had already rushed into the restaurant. Thousands of people who were eating in the restaurant looked at the thugs with sharp machetes in surprise. Before they could ask any questions, the hundreds of thugs had automatically divided into several groups and started killing everyone.
and the gang of prisoners they don't have to deal with.
Whether they were panicking and resisting, or begging for mercy, they were all cut down with one knife, and then patched up with several knives. It was absolutely impossible for them to survive anymore.
Before running towards freedom, some revenge must be avenged first. This is the logic of thugs.
The eyes of these people were already bright red.
There is only blood, only blood, only the most primitive bloodthirsty desire of human nature.
Kill! Kill! Kill!
The restaurant is already a living hell.
They were killing like crazy, but they didn't know that at the moment they rushed towards the target, there was already a mecha company waiting outside the high wall.
The warden had already stood in the monitoring room at the highest point of the prison, looking through the glass at everything happening in the prison below, as if watching a wonderful martial arts movie. He leisurely lit a cigarette and said softly: "
Report to the Planetary Police Commissioner that a riot broke out in Prison No. 1099, resulting in the unfortunate deaths of the two suspects who were just escorted today. We are now applying for armed suppression!"
Seeing that the knife-wielding thug in the video had completely ignited the violence and rushed towards the area where Tang Lang and Fatty were with the knife, Zhou Dunhou, who was sitting on the sofa, showed a faint smile on his face: "What a pity! I can't bring Miss Mingyue here.
It’s such a pity to see this scene with your own eyes!”
"By the way, where is Francis?"
"He seems to have dropped by Prison No. 1099. I heard he has a hobby of collecting generals' heads to make wine glasses!" A personal guard in the room came forward to report.
"This is really a disgusting hobby, okay! I hope he can get the fresh materials in time." Zhou Dunhou shook his head with a smile.
For him, the moment he was ordered to arrive at Liangxing, the Southwest Federation and Liangxing were already a thing of the past, and the Eagle Empire would become a new beginning in his life. He had to learn to accept some people and some hobbies.
Even if, as Ming Yueshang said, his smile will never be as casual as it is now, does he have a choice? Ever since he signed a contract with the devil in his twenties. He has no choice. This may be what he must pay for success.
The price!
While Zhou Dunhou was sighing slightly, a group of people led by Han Feng had already rushed into Tang Lang's cell.
The black-haired young man looked calmly at the thugs whose blades were still dripping with blood.