The two men were tall and short, the tall being a blonde and blue-eyed white man, slightly thin. If it were a human, it would only be a hundred years old.

He was well-dressed and looked like he had some status on the outside. It's just that he looks cowering, and he doesn't have the temperament that his body should have.

The short man seemed very calm, and when he came in, he found a place to lie down and sleep.

After lying down for a while, I felt uncomfortable, so I had to use Zhang Fan's shoes as pillows. Zhang Fan didn't give it, and the short man was ready to grab it.

As a result, Fei Buyuan pulled the collar of his shirt and lifted it into the air, and after throwing it against the wall, he became much more honest.

"Brother Fei." Zhang Fan lay on the ground and gave a thumbs up.

"This kind of deflated three, don't pay attention to him." Fei Buyuan said heroically.

Then, Fei Buyuan walked up to the tall man again and began to introduce himself: "My name is Fei Buyuan, and I am Zeta......"

Listening to Fei Buyuan's self-introduction, Zhang Fan couldn't help but wonder, was he programmed? Recommend yourself first when you meet someone?

From the conversation between the two, Zhang Fan learned that this tall white man named Allen was on a trip, and when he passed through the Matou Nebula, he happened to run into a war and was captured by the clones as a spy.

After that, the detention room was quiet again, and Zhang Fan lay on the ground thinking about Kaizi and them.

Allen crouched in the corner, his head bowed and not saying a word.

The short man lay on the other side and fell asleep, while Fei Buyuan squatted next to the short man, and as long as the short man snored, he kicked it.

Before he knew it, Zhang Fan fell asleep.

On a sunny and breezy beach, Zhang Fan, Kaizi, Xiaolei and Chubby sat under a coconut tree, chatting and drinking Biboxing's specialty clover wine.

Kaizi grabbed the wine bottle, tilted his neck, dozed and poured it violently, and then said loudly in his loud voice:

"Brother Fan, this time we finally entered the assault brigade, Hou Jianbo, this grandson, I see how he will be arrogant in front of us in the future."

Chubby also chimed in: "That's it." ”

Xiao Lei couldn't put it down and stroked the new uniform, smiling enthusiastically.

Zhang Fan looked at the three brothers, and the sun was shining on their youthful faces, which was extraordinarily brilliant.

He lay down on his back and looked at the white clouds in the sky, which was so pleasant.

Suddenly, countless purple balls of light flew from the sky, smashing straight at Zhang Fan and the others like meteors.

Suddenly, Kaizi and their smashed flesh and blood blurred, and they fell to the ground wailing. Zhang Fan wanted to get up and go to the rescue, but he couldn't get up.

Xiaopang grabbed Zhang Fan's trouser leg and weakly asked for help: "Brother Fan, save me...... Help me......"

Zhang Fan was anxious and desperately wanted to move his body. At this time, there was a loud bang in his head, and Zhang Fan suddenly woke up from his dream.

"It turned out to be a dream......

Zhang Fan clutched his chest and panted violently, and when he looked up, the iron door of the detention room had been violently kicked open from the outside, and the sound of the iron door dragged him back from his dream.

At this time, several clone soldiers are pushing and shoving an old man into the detention cell.

The old man struggled hard, crying out in pain as he struggled.

But to no avail, the soldier kicked him in with a kick in the ass, and locked the iron door with a thud.

"Everyone," said the old man, who was lying on the ground and rubbing his buttocks, glancing around at the few people in the room, "I am glad to be there." ”

Fei Buyuan was a good old man, and immediately stepped forward to help the old man up.

Sure enough, it was just as Zhang Fan thought.

"Hello old man, my name is Fei Buyuan, and I am ......"

"Who gave you a name?" The old man asked.

"I made it myself," Fei Buyuan grinned, showing a mouthful of big white teeth, and said with a smile:

"My original name was Fisher, but I wanted to go further step by step, so I named me Fisher."

The old man pinched his teeth and said with disdain: "Cultural people are just different. ”

Then the old man sat down on the ground again and began to introduce himself.

"My surname is Jiang, you can just call me Old Man Jiang."

Zhang Fan looked at this old man, about three hundred years old, with messy hair, and some sloppy black leather clothes that had worn out the skin.

But the old man was very energetic, and his two bright eyes seemed to be bursting out at any time.

The old man was very talkative, and he hadn't stopped since he sat down, and he kept talking about it.

From his killing of the first clone soldier in his quest for freedom, to his deeds as he piloted his starship across the Perseus Arm, to the recent theft of a clone patrol ship.

"Freedom spurs me all the way, and when I cross the Perseus Arm, I almost see the cradle of the birth of the legendary human race......"

Fei Buyuan's eyes lit up when he listened, and he kept rubbing his hands, and he asked:

"Old man, isn't it the earth? What does the Earth look like? ”

Old man Jiang raised his head, squinted his eyes and said, "I almost saw it, but I didn't see it clearly, it was too far." ”

Zhang Fan thought to himself, you can just talk about it, the Immortal Arm is thousands of light years away from here, let alone from the earth, what kind of eyes can this old man see a planet so far away?

Fei Buyuan listened a little unsatisfied, but Old Man Jiang suddenly said meaningfully to Fei Buyuan: "Do you long for freedom?" ”

"Uh-huh."

Fei Buyuan nodded repeatedly.

Old man Jiang looked at the others again and asked mysteriously, "Do you long for freedom?" ”

Zhang Fan glanced at the old man coldly and said, "Can you hint a little more obviously?" ”

"Tsk! You young man, tell the truth. ”

"So what do you say about the free method?"

"Not yet," said the old man Jiang, "to act at the opportune moment." ”

Zhang Fan turned his head and stopped paying attention to this old man Jiang, and the old man Jiang went to talk to Alan again, Allen and the old man are two extremes, and after a boring discussion, the old man went to rub the sleeping short man again, and the short man slapped the old man to the side with a backhand.

This provoked Fei Buyuan, and he went up and kicked at the short man.

Since Old Man Jiang came in, this detention room has been a lot more lively, and Zhang Fan slowly discovered that this Old Man Jiang is simply a living baby, an old urchin.

He even slipped to the iron gate to coax the clone female soldiers outside, and asked people: Do you want to be free?

After another two days, Zhang Fan spent time anxiously, not knowing how long the clones would keep him in custody, and how he would escape if he remained here.

However, Old Man Jiang actually had a familiar face with the female soldiers outside in the past two days, which made everyone sigh.

Just when he had just eaten the nutritious rations that day, Zhang Fan was sitting in the corner of the wall worried, and Old Man Jiang was pacing back and forth, when a female voice full of mechanical smell suddenly sounded in the detention room:

"Attention all prisoners, after ten minutes, carry out the transfer and handover, be prepared, and do not resist during the handover, otherwise they will be eliminated."

The mechanical female voice stopped after repeating the warning three times, and everyone stood up.

Zhang Fan's heartbeat began to accelerate, and after so many days, there was finally movement.

"Transfer? Old man Jiang," Zhang Fan asked, "You are well-informed, do you know where they are going to transfer a few of us?" ”

Old man Jiang stroked his long hair that was messed up into a chicken nest and said, "You still need to ask, it must be to go to the mine, as for which star to go to, then I don't know." ”

The little man next to him, who had been silent, said in a weird way: "What are you doing pulling old bones to the mine?" Do you dig your own grave? ”

"Hey?" Old man Jiang stood up violently, pointed at the little man and scolded: "Stinky boy, look down on me, do you want to practice?" ”

"Don't touch porcelain with me."

Before Old Man Jiang could say something, the iron door of the detention room opened, and a team of soldiers walked in.

The soldiers were heavily armed, dressed in black combat attire, with programmed weapons on their backs and omnidirectional combat helmets on their heads, which encased their entire heads so that their faces could not be seen.

This is not the guard unit that fought with Zhang Fan before, but it looks like a combat unit.

The soldiers walked over and glued a brainwave interferor to the back of each of the five of them.

The use of this thing is very simple, it is used to control people's mobility, it can block the connection between a part of the spinal nerves and the brainstem, and then directly send down the behavior instructions that have been set.

Zhang Fan only felt that his limbs began to disobey the call, and his walking became the same hand.

The kind that opens the right leg and swings the right hand forward.

The soldier escorted Zhang Fan and the five of them through the dimly lit corridor outside the detention room with strange steps to an elevator door.

After about four minutes of riding the elevator up, several people were taken to a departure building on the ground level.

Zhang Fan looked around, this building was the one he wanted to touch that day, and outside was the landing platform.

At this time, a military transport ship was waiting on the platform.

"How is it a warship?" Old man Jiang muttered in a low voice with some confusion: "Aren't all the people in the mine using ordinary transport ships?" ”

A clone soldier next to him kicked Old Man Jiang.

"Don't speak, get on board."

When he walked through the front door of the building, Zhang Fan saw the black dog again.

"I didn't expect that I actually lost to an ancient creature, and several team members died because of it, and the lives of others are also uncertain."

Thinking of this, Zhang Fan glared at the dog viciously.

Walking out of the building, the temperature outside was very low, the wind was strong, and there was a bungalow not far away, and there was a depression in one of the walls of the bungalow.

It was made by Kaizi that day, and on the ground in front of the bungalow, his team members fell there, dead and dead.

It may be that the sand and dust in the wind today are a little big, and Zhang Fan's tears flow out as they blow.

The clone soldier next to him urged Zhang Fan to leave quickly, and he turned his head and walked towards the transport ship. I inadvertently turned my head and saw a large battleship parked on the other side.

The battleship is a two-round cylinder, jet-black throughout, very smooth on the outside, without a trace of superfluous attachments, perfect like a work of art.

"It's ...... Antimatter warships? Zhang Fan said in surprise. It was the first time he had seen this kind of clone war artifact with his own eyes.

It seems that the intelligence says that it is this antimatter warship that is being repaired at the base.

At this time, a door appeared at one end of the battleship, and a person came out of it.

As soon as Zhang Fan saw this person, he immediately became angry, and wanted to rush up and tear up this mess immediately.

That person was none other than Shunichi Kanda.