The explosion is a direct manifestation of the primordial destructive power in this universe. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 From ancient black powder to advanced gravity field bombs, no matter what the specific source of science and technology, its fundamental destructive power needs to be reflected by an explosion

The Empire has a remarkable penchant for explosions, and their individual weapons shoot huge explosive munitions, and even we have to admit that the Empire's achievements along the way to real ammunition are indeed not to be underestimated.

Kevin, on the other hand, is the most spiritual expert on this path of destruction of all the people I know.

He can transform an ordinary hoverbike into the most stealthy magnetic bomb I've ever seen. Moreover, in the field of setting up tricks, he is also extraordinary.

A frag grenade, which Kevin will want to string with a magnetic mine. When an enemy discovers a pre-laid grenade and tries to evade it, the magnetic mine will automatically attach itself to the enemy trying to dodge, resulting in a great and insidious kill.

That said, it seems to me that Kevin's attitude towards the explosion is particularly frightening, especially to his enemies or strangers. The average soldier uses explosive weapons for the sole purpose of simply destroying the enemy, and if they succeed, they are extremely happy.

And Kevin, he is trying to break through himself, and every explosion always fails to satisfy him, so that he always tries to try new tricks in order to make the next explosion more powerful and terrifying.

That being said, when I was still fighting on the front line, it was precisely because of his countless arrangements that we were able to turn danger into disaster again and again, and thus survive smoothly to this day. So as his old brother, to some of his "little"

"Quirks, too, are still bearable.

For example, the officer's dormitory where I am now is infested with dangerous explosives.

As far as the eye can see, the former officer's dormitory, which was relatively spacious, is now piled up with all kinds of dangerous items, and even a self-made experimental unit similar to a synthetic workbench is placed near the table.

"Magnetic field bombs, gravity mines, plasma anti-infantry sticky mines, fragmentation grenades, and plasma engines, neutron polymerization batteries, are you going to blow up this ship?" I asked helplessly.

"Relax, they will only blow up if I want them to blow up, after all, I'm not idle enough to make jokes about my own life, right?"

That's why I'm so worried! "Reis, you can rest assured that you will follow him?"

"Don't worry, I'll launch him into space with this room before he collapses, don't worry, I've already dealt with this room and the place around it."

"Do you hate him so much," I felt my own

I have to say that Rise is indeed very talented in mechanics. In the past, we thought that his ability to modify machinery and come up with novel ideas was almost on par with that of the Orc Masters. For example, I made a plasma rifle into a phase cutter, and I mixed some material to make two plasma grenades or something.

After his brain injury was strengthened, his personality became more and more strange, and the specific manifestation was that the transformation became more and more crazy, and the role of invention became more and more difficult to guess.

(Steven, I'm sorry to disturb your interaction with the, but according to Captain Karl, if you don't go to the bridge again, he's going to come to you on his own)

"I'll go!" I jumped up and said to the startled Rise and Kevin, "I have something to go to the bridge, let's talk about it next time." Then I dodged and quickly rushed to the bridge.

After a wild run, I quickly returned to the bridge, just in time to see Carl staring at the big screen with an unhappy expression

"What's wrong, what's going on"

I hurriedly asked, "Emergency, there seems to be a distress signal coming from our destination"

"Is the source confirmed? Communication is too unreliable when traveling faster than the speed of light. ”

"It's confirmed, the source is very clear, and there are two reporting points." Karl's face was almost dripping, "One is the local forward development station. ”

"What about the other one?"

"It's the Spirit Clan."

"Are you sure?" It shouldn't be possible for the Spirit Clan to master faster-than-light communication technology, is it their latest black technology?

"No, strictly speaking, this is an escape from a signal received by the Pioneer Station. But it's almost certain that it's the Spirit Race. ”

The Elven race, an ancient galaxy native race, although their technology is something that even the Federal Academy of Sciences can't decipher, but the excessive pride and sparse population of this race also make them relatively weak in this galaxy. Even the Federation, contact with them was rather limited and cold.

"Anyway, wait until the jump is complete, start the covert system and get over. In short, the priority task is to protect the development station, and according to the form, it is decided whether to support the spirit race. ”

"Are you sure? Those pointy ears won't remember that you helped them.

"Maybe," I shrugged, "I'll have to see first, right?" ”

"Okay"

Karl began to give orders to the battleship: "I hope you don't regret it"

"Who can say anything like this?"