Volume 1: Star Trek Chapter 008 The Home of the Trusto, the Ship Tsuna, and the Scavengers

Since the large-scale march of mankind into space, there have been a group of war-weary veterans, exiled opposition parties, prisoners of mankind, and various groups of people living in the shadows, small warships assembled by the pilots themselves, or looted or bought, wandering in the universe.

Rely on the wreckage of war that you have found in exchange for supplies. Survive in the brutal space of the universe.

They have a unified name - the Star Scavengers.

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"Steman, it's you again." A bearded man sitting in the driver's seat turned his head, smiled, and threw over a bottle of vodka.

"Uncle Peter, you're going to take advantage of the opportunity to drink again." The blonde beauty sitting in the passenger seat protested loudly.

"Thank you, Peter," Sterman smiled, took the bottle and took two sips, handing it to the bearded driver.

"Haha," Peter raised his red nose and took two sips. After drinking, he handed the wine bottle to Qin Hao in the back.

"Thank you," "Don't," several people hurriedly waved their hands to refuse.

"Well, take a few more sips," the bearded Peter shook his head helplessly, and put away the bottle.

"Peter, why didn't your apprentice come," Stelleran said in surprise.

"Every time that kid is fine, this time I don't know how to do it, just arrived at Caesar's Station, and lay down. said that it was interstellar syndrome, and it was strange for the kid born in space to have this disease. Peter shook his head helplessly. So Shangfeng arranged for Captain Anne of the cruising formation to be the co-pilot. ”

"Hello, I'm Sergeant Stellman at the Sentinel Base, and it's a pleasure to meet you."

"Hello, I'm Captain Anne of the Caesar's Supply Depot Cruise Formation, and it's a pleasure to meet you."

"Steman, where are you going with these little guys?" Peter said with a surprised tone after the two of them finished introducing.

"Major General Zheng Huamin, order me to send a few of them to Fort Glory." Terman lowered his head and said with a serious expression.

"The Major General treats recruits as the best of the entire intergalactic officer." Peter whispered as if he had thought of something. Before I knew it, I opened the bottle and took a sip.

"Uncle, you are drinking secretly, according to the interstellar transportation law, the pilot is not allowed to drink." Anne was worried about Uncle Peter. Drunk driving, complaining, snatching the bottle and putting it at his feet.

"Trifles, we Slavic peoples can't do things without drinking." Uncle Peter said casually.

"Haha, haha."

The supply ship flew in the transport channel for two months. Supplies have been completed for 5 checkpoints.

In the process of replenishment, the elemental essence also began to gradually gain eyebrows.

During the third invasion of the Void Demons, a small group of branch demons once broke through the frontline positions of the Federation and invaded the galactic defense circle, and in several legions encirclement and suppression by the Federation's key organizations, most of the invading Void Demons were killed, and the remaining small part were driven into the galactic desperate situation.

"Galactic Desperation is located in a high-speed rotating space, space collapses, and the rays are enough to kill any life. The Federal Army has set up three monitoring centers on the outer edge, equipped with powerful weapons of war. ”

A few people whispered to each other in the back.

"Little guys, there are 3 monitoring centers in the galaxy, and only two of them are manned, namely the Sunset Throne and the Storm Barrier, and this time our destination is the Storm Barrier." Uncle Peter heard their exchange and leaned over to speak.

"Really, uncle, great, thank you". The little fat man Mo Xiaobei, hugging Uncle Peter's bucket waist, is full of good feelings for this fat uncle.

"Haha, haha. Yes, uncle never tells lies". Uncle Peter's beard and eyebrows were shaking happily, and he felt very happy and young with this group of teenagers.

Time flies by in anxious waiting.

The people on the transport ship gradually got acquainted, especially with Uncle Peter.

After lamenting the lamentation, Peter tells about several dangerous places in the universe, the division of the Federation army, the forces belonging to the forward base, several expeditions against the Void, the furious talent of the Martians, and the unparalleled computing power and innate beauty of the new humans of Ganymede.

In the eternal darkness of the transport space and the bright star space transformation at the exit.

"We're about to jump here," said Uncle Peter, pointing to the distant starfield, "we're out of the canal, we've lost our light-absorbing capacity, and the scavengers will soon find us, and while an attack on a Federation ship is unlikely, we must be prepared to defend it."

"Annie, you're in charge of the phased array radar, Steman is in charge of long-range weapons, and a few of you are in charge of the short-range railguns to the left, right, and rear. Don't take the initiative to attack, follow the order to fire. "Uncle Peter issued instructions in an orderly manner.

Leaving the dark canal space at high speed, the space opening behind the transport ship is rapidly closing, and the starlight in front of it is like bright blue crystals, sprinkled with black curtains.

Meteors twinkled across the sky.

Bang bang

The transport ship located in the center resembles a fish tied to a net.

"Prepare for battle!" Uncle Peter activates the defense ASDY-9 defensive armor, and a light purple halo ion shield flows on the surface of the transport.

The "Buzz" air-space defense cannon, hidden under the protective plate, was removed from camouflage in turn and was in an activated state.

The light-controlled radar locked onto the large and small space warships in the vicinity, and with the assistance of the fire control computer, the attack sequence was set according to the danger level.

On both sides of the transport ship, the double-layer negative ion cannons slowly stretched out from the belly of the aircraft, and the construction was completed according to the defense mode, and it was in a state of energy filling. The charge index is constantly jumping on the light screen next to it.

The cabin seats taxied, sending Qin Hao and them to their respective combat posts.

The protruding control compartment slowly sinks into the belly of the aircraft, and in a moment it transforms into light-sensitive control mode.

The dark blue liquid shield is sealed in the manned compartment, and the control module is suspended in the liquid shield.

Outside the transport capsule, hundreds of space warships quietly watched as the transport ship transformed into a space fortress.

The magnet line that blocked the transport's migration and jump did not move towards the transporter again after reaching 0.35 times the Earth-Moon distance.

In the vast starry sky, the two sides faced off quietly.

After a long time.

"Captain, the opposing ship is requesting access." With anger on her face, Anne reported to Uncle Peter.

"Grant access." Uncle Peter shook the uniform of the Federation Major on his body and said, tilting his body indifferently, not afraid of the star thief in front of him.

"Woo Woo Woo." After a short period of adaptation, the communication signal becomes normal.

"Greetings, Sergeant of the Federation. I'm Wolf Fang Combined Attack Squadron, Commander Luz and Kena. Sorry to stop you from getting there.

We have no intention of launching an attack on a Federation warship, we do not want to be an enemy of our compatriots. It's just that we need your help. ”

After two flashes on the command screen, it returned to normal, and a light frequency image of a young woman was heard.

"Hello, Ms. Rutz and Kaina. I am the commander of the transport ship USS Dawn, Major Peter Alexander.

We will reply to your request for assistance after studying it, and we will need you to give a reasonable explanation for the containment of the Aurora."

Peter stood majestically in front of the communicator and said solemnly, but there was not much reproach in his words. Instead, they are more inclined to give help.

"Yes, Major Peter. We apologize for this faux pas.

We have injured our personnel and we request that you be able to provide medical personnel and medicines. We are willing to pay in federal coins for the losses caused."

Kena apologized sincerely on the screen, embarrassed by the siege of the transport.

"I'm sorry that our ship did not take the relevant medical personnel on this voyage. Medicines do exist, I don't know what medicines you, the patient's symptoms, need." Uncle Peter thought for a moment in the cabin and looked up.

With an ecstatic look on her face, Kena turned around and said something to a boy who quickly ran out.

"Our patient is at the base, please please wait a while, the patient's image will be transmitted immediately."

With tears on her face, Kena smiled at the transport, repeatedly thanking her.

"Di Di Di", Accelink General Channel, the link sound sounded again.

"Hello Commander Peter, this is our leader, David. Horn". Kena said as she reached out her gnarled right hand and pointed to a man on the screen behind her.

"We raided a Void Demon's lurking point last week, and during the retreat, the leader was hit by the demon's long-range energy, which is an injury." The paramedic next to him pulled open his collar, and half of the man's body was eroded by purple light.

"Demonized," Uncle Peter's eyes flashed with fear, he took a big breath of cold air, and suddenly shouted in a stern tone. "It's been so long, why haven't you taken medicine!" I was worried about the soldier's physical condition.

"We can't produce this kind of anti-magic medicine, and the price on the black market is too high." Kena's face was very ugly, as if she couldn't say a thousand grievances. At the same time, he blamed himself for his limited ability, bowed his head and was silent.

"The medicine can be given to you, please remove the blocking light first." Peter pondered for a moment, then looked up and said, "Pick it up at coordinates YSH 205.341." ”

"Thank God! Okay, Major Peter. Ulla! When it was determined that Major Peter had given the medicine, Commander Kena's heart was relieved. Because of the excitement on his face, there were tears and smiles at the same time.

In front of the transport ship, the anti-jump blocking net slowly spreads out.

"Steman, go to the cargo hold and get some medicine", Peter looked down in silence, his right hand clutching a light pen and walking around the notepad.

He then tore off a piece of paper and called out to Sturman.

"Okay, Peter." Stmann picked up the note, turned and left.

"Uncle Peter, we don't have the right to use military supplies." Anne turned her face to the radar and reminded Peter. Worried about his private use of military funds.

"According to interstellar humanitarianism, it is a virtue to help people in distress." Uncle Peter stroked his beard with his hands, not minding that he would be court-law-martialed for it.

After quickly collecting the medicines and packing them, the fixed-point dispenser was activated, and Stemann walked back to his seat. "Peter, my old friend, you are still the same."

"Haha, at most the War Readiness Court continues to exile me, haha." Uncle Peter, who has been suppressed by the complicated bureaucratic style for a long time, smiled heartily.

"Haha, that's right," Sterman, who knew Peter very well, admired Uncle Peter's open-minded and bold personality the most, and laughed heartily in agreement.

"Actually, think about the comrades-in-arms who died in the war at that time. Some died on the spot, with no bones left. Some of them were devoured and distorted by the souls of captives, and this kind of exile life was also very lucky. Seeing those Hanhai warriors who were resisting the demon army, Uncle Peter remembered those former comrades-in-arms, and suddenly choked up.

Stellman walked over and patted Uncle Peter on the shoulder, comforting him.

Qin Hao and the others didn't understand the death of Uncle Peter, so they glanced at each other and remained silent.

After the transport ship corrects its direction, it shuttles through the bright galaxy.

"The next destination of the transport ship is the Sunset Throne, and the next is the Storm Barrier. Before that, the area we passed through was the Torasco, also known as the graveyard of the Space Battleship, also known as the Interstellar Scavenger Paradise."

Uncle Peter wiped the corners of his eyes and cheered up. "Everyone continues to stick to their posts, and the transport ship continues to maintain the fortress mode".

"Little ones, you can see, this is the real universe." Uncle Peter said, activating the transparent window.

Qin Hao and the others suddenly felt that they were sitting in the universe, and the stars in the distance seemed to be able to be picked up by flying over. The magnetic light swept into the distance, and the blue ions burned with destruction and then died out.

The transport's blue rays swept to both sides, forming two bands of light. Through the light, you can see the battleship below.

The battered space carrier, glowing with a swarthy light, lay coldly in the distance, scattered parts suspended in the broken inner compartment.

The thick barrel was broken in several pieces on the battleship next to it, while the lower battleship was missing the bilge.

The dull liquid had dried and was still glaring on the cockpit wall that had been separated into several large pieces.

Iron chains were silently wrapped around the massive weapon rack.

Broken communication antennas, shattered communication radars, almost half-destroyed command rooms, interspersed with the wreckage of small and medium-sized warships.

silently recounts the tragedy of the encounter.

The whole ship was silent, and Qin Hao and the others stood up and saluted to the trust like Uncle Peter.

"Remember, my glory, my footsteps are about to set foot in the long-lost homeland."

"Forward, my comrade-in-arms, cut the throat of the enemy with the sword in your hand."

"Battle, my fate, the roar of the ship's guns to help the helpless people."

"Salute, my youth, peace mission to watch over a broken world."