The weather forecast showed that in another hour, acid rain would start to fall here, Fang Dong was a little worried, whether they could enter the base smoothly in an hour, there was still a little far from here.

The people who were a little more familiar with each other followed the captain to the mining base, and Fang Dong had no one to speak, so he sat bored in front of the window and looked out.

"Where is Miss from" A wall painting master, wearing a small vest, came over to talk to Fang Dong, in fact, the wall painting master is also a person with the military establishment of the North Base, but he does not have a military status.

The title of Miss is really not commonly used, in the interstellar age, everyone will avoid using some titles that represent age or other things, and women and men use it more.

"Northerners" usually ask where they are, and if they are not on a very famous planet, they will say that they belong to the star field.

"That's such a coincidence," the wall painter even sat down in the seat next to Fang Dong.

Fang Dong knew that he didn't look young, but after all, he was only fifteen years old, and he looked like he was only eighteen years old at most, so why did he even have to talk to a little girl.

"You are also from the north," Fang Dong deliberately used an honorific title.

"Yes" The man was unpleasant-looking, and looked to be at least thirty years old.

Fang Dong glanced at him, feeling that he didn't want to stay any longer, "I'm sorry, I have some things, I'm out of company first"

After saying that, he left, not ambiguous at all.

After leaving the hall and having nowhere to go, Fang Dong walked to the door, ready to put on his protective suit, and went out to walk around the ship.

The "tsk, it's really hot" suit can only block out some of the heat, it's too hot here, and the planet's rotation speed is very slow, resulting in the usual daylight hours in an area lasting more than 300 interstellar hours.

However, the basic operation of the sub-ship here can almost completely rely on light energy.

There was a guard at the door, and the people standing guard were obviously very hot.

Fang Dong saw that the captain had already descended to the bottom of the mountain, and was walking along a relatively flat ravine, towards the base in the distance.

What could happen, Fang Dong thought, it was so hot, ordinary insects could be roasted when they came out, unless it was a bug with a very thick shell.

But it turns out that the captain is worthy of being the captain, and his intuition is very accurate.

"Ah, fuck" Fang Dong couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth, what is this, the Zerg is sick.

Fang Dong glanced at the shell-shaped insect that had climbed up from the other side of the hill, and ran back towards the sub-ship.

This time the shell worm was very difficult, although there were only three of them, but the size was huge, and the shell was also thick, Fang Dong could not reach its fatal point even if he completely inserted the sword into the gap in its armor.

I still have to change to a laser sword, Fang Dong thought to himself, and then used the thruster to pull the sword out of the crack in the shell worm's carapace.

Not to mention the other mechs, where the laser cannon hits its carapace, only small grooves appear.

"Captain, there are three shell worms, we can't beat them" Fang Dong tried some methods, but the shells were too thick.

The giant shell worm continued to move, and if he was allowed to damage the sub-ship, it would be difficult to do it, so Fang Dong wanted to ask the captain to move the sub-ship to a place to avoid the shell worm.

"If you can't beat it, let's go," the captain agreed with Fang Dong's opinion.

Fang Dong entered the sub-ship again, preparing to let the pilot drive the sub-ship to another place.

Finding that the driver could not be contacted, the general pilot would be on standby in the cockpit at any time, Fang Dong came out of the mecha cabin, walked along the stairs, and hurried to the cockpit.

"What about people?" Fang Dong stepped his feet and looked into the cockpit through the small window, but there was no one.

At this time, a person was holding a tranquilizer gun, approaching Fang Dong.

Fang Dong actually felt that something was wrong when he couldn't contact the driver.

So as soon as the man leaned over, Fang Dong immediately reacted, kicked the door and turned a 360-degree turn, and after landing on the ground, Fang Dong wanted to praise himself for being awesome.

It was a wall painter who twisted his hand behind his back, and Fang Dong slammed him against the wall, unloaded his weapon, and pinned it to his waist.

"No. 27 and No. 78 come over to the cab," Fang Dong remembered these two numbers.

When he reported to the captain that he wanted to transfer the sub-ship, Fang Dong had already applied for the permission of the wheelhouse.

"No. 27, you throw this person into the isolation room, No. 78, please come with me into the cockpit"

The two entered the cockpit and found three unconscious people lying on the ground, none other than the pilot of the subship.

Fang Dong called the medical team over. But the shellworms are already very close. All the mechs and infantry have been ordered to retreat to the subship.

"Do you know how to operate a subship?" Fang Dong scratched his head and asked No. 78.

The latter shook his head.

Let's set up autopilot, that's the only way to do it.

Fang Dong pressed start, and the assisted driving system was launched, and after importing the map, the destination was quickly set, well, quite advanced.

The sub-ship finally took off and flew to another hill.

I guess the speed of the three bugs is very slow, and it should take a while to get over.

"Oh my God" One of the pilots slowly woke up, looked around very vigilantly, and made sure that there were people in military uniforms at the North Base around him, and his mood gradually stabilized.

Sure enough, it was a good thing for the masters who painted the walls, although it is not known why they did it.

But Fang Dong was very sure that each of the twenty wall painting masters was suspicious.

"Let's go, let's meet everyone in the hall"

"Shall we go too?" All three drivers also woke up.

"The main driver and No. 78 stay here, be vigilant."

*

Fang Dong came to the hall and counted the number of people, and the nineteen wall painting masters actually arrived.

Fang Dong didn't bother to check the monitoring to see who did it, since he dared to make the driver stunned, he must have dealt with the monitoring.

After a brief explanation of the situation, all the original members of the fleet discussed it angrily, and gave up a clear dividing line where the nineteen masters stood.

"It was Ah Peng who did it, it's none of our business"

"Yes, sir, we have an alibi."

"That's right, we didn't go anywhere in the hall, only Ah Peng wasn't there."

Fang Dong actually didn't know how to deal with this kind of thing, she was very good at fighting, and she was also very sensitive to bugs, but when it came to this kind of analysis of people, sorry, it really didn't work.

But there must be a problem, it is impossible that the kind of person named Ah Peng, who is not flexible at all, can put down three well-trained pilots by himself, not to mention that he can't get into the cockpit.

When the detective's time came, Fang Dong's brain wanted to hurt, "Don't make noise, I'll ask the captain" If you can't be a detective, then you should ask the captain.

After confirming that the captain was not in the middle of the battle, Fang Dong and the captain connected to the communication.

"If you don't worry, lock them all up, and then talk about it," Zhu Weimin just thought it was okay, and there were quite a few people left in the subship.