Kolloff is dead.

He lay on the ground, his hands and one foot broken, and his bones exposed. His right rib had completely collapsed, and the broken rib pierced into his lungs, which made the corners of his mouth foam red with blood.

The fatal blow was on the left rib. Under the watchful gaze of others, either frightened or happy, the fat man slowly and carefully stabbed the grappling into it, slowly piercing Kolloff's heart as he opened his mouth wide and almost spasmed in pain. The massive bleeding first blocked the chest cavity, and then pulled out along the fighting thorn, and spurted wildly.

For the scientists at Black Devil Studios, there is nothing more painful for them than this kind of torture. They almost gritted their teeth, staring unblinkingly as the fat man sent the stab into Kolloff's heart until it ran out of hand, and watched intently as Kolloff kicked his legs on the ground and finally became silent.

Foreman on the side was already wet with cold sweat. The corners of his eyes twitched, and his eyes rolled to look at the bandit soldiers standing coldly on the side.

Foreman found that no matter whether he killed the four fighters who attacked Kolev just now or the fat man did it at this moment, the warriors next to him didn't even move their eyelids. When they were horrified by the terrible situation of Kolev, these fighters just watched indifferently, with expressionless faces. That look didn't shake in the slightest.

Foreman has no words to describe the shock in his heart. What is elite, these are elite. Compared with these ruthless and murderous warriors who do not blink an eye, Kolloff, who has always been cold and domineering in his eyes, is simply a pig to the slaughter! At the last moment, Colloff's plea for mercy made Foreman feel that his face was lost.

Now, the idiot was lying in front of him, staring at him with his eyes wide open. His expression is the best annotation from flying and domineering to being slaughtered.

And Foreman believes. The bandit soldiers standing around them, even if they fell into such a desperate situation as Kolev one day, they would never kneel and beg for mercy. This is a real pack of wolves. Any enemy sees their cold eyes. The only thing that can be done is to kill them quickly. Absolutely no one dares to give these people any chance.

Foreman's fearful gaze fell on the fat man. He couldn't imagine what kind of monster a person who could train such a group of warriors was. He only knew that the cold gaze of those bandit soldiers would only change when they fell on this fat man, and it was a kind of outright obedience and worship.

Looking back at the frightened eyes of the twenty al-Shabaab fighters who had been disarmed, Foreman's body shuddered. The most important thing now is to send away this group of killing gods quickly.

He wiped the blood on his hands with his backhand. The fat man pinned the fight to his waist. Looking at Belch, he held back his eyes with the excitement of seeing an idol, and held Belch's hand with both hands. Excitedly, he said: "Mr. Belch, come with me, go to the vast world of Puluo Town, and I will rebuild the laboratory for you!" ”

As he spoke, the fat man looked around at the group of scientists beside him, crackled his chest, and continued, "I promise." Got there. You can do any research you want! There is absolutely no need to worry about safety and other issues. ”

The scientists looked at each other, from each other's eyes. You can see the ground, there is only one kind of heat!

What else to say? If it is not for anything else, just because people have traveled 200 kilometers to penetrate more than a dozen force defense areas to come here, and because they have killed Kolev, they have no reason not to agree! Moreover, in their hearts, the thought of joining this group had already burned their blood.

Belch immediately said to the fat man: "As long as we don't drag us down!" From today on, everyone here is a member of the bandit army! ”

Belch's words drew a nod from the always unruly scientific monsters. And those young researchers and staff members couldn't help but stand up straight, as if from this moment on, they had become a member of this elite group like those bandit soldiers beside them!

"Good!" The fat man was waiting for this sentence, and with a wave of his hand excitedly, he ordered: "All laboratory equipment, tools, materials and products, pack up and take away immediately!" Don't leave a piece of paper behind! ”

The bandit soldiers moved in response, and in the studio, there was a sudden burst of chickens and dogs. The scientists clearly saw that at the moment when the fat man gave the order, the eyes of those bandit soldiers who were as cold as ice just now suddenly became extremely fanatical.

Ten minutes! After just ten minutes, everyone was standing in the studio stupidly. Looking around, everyone couldn't believe that this was their own studio!

The studio, which used to be full of all kinds of equipment and instruments, is now empty. The instruments and equipment were removed, the laid wiring was rolled up, the anti-static floor was also pried up, and the cabinets, parts, tools, and even daily necessities such as cups and beds were all packed and taken away. Microwave lamps on the ceiling, calendars and posters on the walls were also removed. Don't talk about leftover sheets. Those well-trained bandit soldiers even swept the house with great professional ethics without even dusting!

If it weren't for the fact that there was a big hole in the wall facing the street that was opened by a bandit mecha to carry the machine, no one would have believed that this was done by people!

A group of old science monsters burst into tears and said to the students beside them tremblingly: "Decades ago, when our studio just bought this floor, it was not as clean as it is now."

The bandits' fanfare immediately alarmed the entire Silicon Valley.

The 200-kilometer long-distance attack was already earth-shattering news from the Freeport of Mars at this moment, and everyone was paying attention to the final destination of the bandits. What countless scientists in Silicon Valley didn't expect was that the final destination of the bandit army turned out to be here!

Looking at the usual rampant and domineering Kasas Shabaab armed guards standing pitifully on the side of the road one by one, looking at the murderous bandit mechs on the street, watching the imagination technology building being broken through a big hole, and the bandit mechs and soldiers quickly carrying the equipment of the Black Devil Studio, countless scientists who are still staying in Silicon Valley look at each other.

Immediately, Belch's phone was blown up.

"Belch. What's going on? A mechanic who had always been friends with Belch asked, his voice full of undisguised shock.

"Oh, it's nothing." The old guy had a black face. It was a red light that could not be concealed: "We were invited to go to Puluo Town." The bandits came here to pick us up this time. No, I'm helping to move the equipment, and I'm copying the studio as it is! ”

“**！” The good mechanical master couldn't believe his ears: "You said that they ran so far and made such a big fuss just to pick up your scrap materials?!" ”

"Hahahaha." Belch has always been unconvinced by each other with this master mechanic, and as long as he talks on weekdays, he will definitely be noisy, but today is rare and generous. He said without being angry at all: "What, Shi Chengling." Jealous, right? ”

"Phew. Am I jealous? The mechanical master Shi Chengling said angrily: "What's the big deal?"

"Don't say I won't give you a chance!" Belch interrupted Shi Dongling's words leisurely: "If you want to go with us, come quickly!" I've got someone waiting to call here! ”

"***, count yourself arrogant! Wait for me. I'll be right here! ”

Contented, Belch cut off the communication, glanced at the hundreds of pending communication requests scrolling across the microphone's display screen, and pressed the communication button with a red glow.

"yes, they just came to pick us up!"

Belch triumphantly answered the phone, and a similar scenario happened to every member of the Black Devil Studios. Almost everyone who knew them called and asked what was really going on. Many others rushed directly outside the Imagination Building. Pile up and desperately ask each other. Wondering what the hell is going on.

Everyone in the Black Devil Studio was surrounded. Even the cleaning staff were not spared.

When they heard that the sensational Mars Bandit Army was attacking, just to pick up the members of the Black Devil Studio, the expressions on everyone's faces were colorful.

Envy, jealousy, emotion, excitement, shock, appallation, thoughtfulness, and so on.

And for all the members of the Black Devil Studio, the only word that can express their feelings at this moment is pride! Looking at the envious eyes of the other studio members, Belch and a group of old men of science monsters all blushed, their eyes lit up, and they were refreshed! Even the cleaners puffed up their chests and were full of pride.

What people don't know is that in the Imagination Technology Building, the one who laughs the most is a lewd fat man.

When he received the list of people who asked to go to Puluo Town together, Tian Xingjian's teeth were almost gone. Looking at the magnetometer on his right hand, and then looking at the list of pinching the ground in his left hand, the fat man felt that at this moment, he was a legendary nouveau riche.

Eleven famous laboratories, more than 30 top scientific masters, more than 200 famous experts in various fields, thousands of scientific researchers - oh my mother, what a fortune!

Not to mention Lelei, even if you add up the Binarte Empire and the Feiyang Republic, you can't make up such a scientific research team!

You must know that these people are not scientists in the ordinary sense of the word in the regular research laboratories of various countries, these people are crazy, paranoid, scientific monsters, masters, and geniuses!

Compared with ordinary scientists, their research fields are crazier, their ideas are more creative, they are not influenced and constrained by the mainstream human society, they come from all corners of the universe, and they are all amazing and famous grandmasters in their respective fields!

They came to the free world for various reasons, but they didn't expect to be served by themselves!

The fat man has a fat face, only two slits are left in the eyes, the mouth is almost cracked under the ears, and the nose is not the nose and the glasses are not the eyes.

Looking at a group of scientists who were looking forward to it, the fat man was like seeing a personal treasure. , abducted these guys, how much money do you have to sell! This is the group of people with the highest IQ in human beings, the absolute elite! Even if the appearance is not good and the price is not good, if you lock these old guys in the room and jerk off 24 hours a day to sell sperm, *** is a lot of income!

The fat man was cracking his mouth, and Foreman, who was already on the verge of collapse, was for him. This is an absolute catastrophe like no other!

The top labs left in the entire Silicon Valley have all been taken over by the bandits. The heavy trucks on the block were collected and all the equipment and materials were hauled clean. Those private mechs in the bandits. It has also been converted to a wheeled road travel mode, which is responsible for transporting people.

The neighborhood that was walked around by this group of bandits was so clean that there was not even dust, and the rats could only run out with tears in their eyes, and find a rope to hang themselves in another place.

No wonder this unit calls itself a bandit army, which is more ferocious than bandits!

Although his heart was dripping with blood and resentment, on the surface, Foreman had no intention of being dissatisfied at all, but instead led his subordinates to run back and forth to help. A face that is always smiling and amiable. This is a world of the jungle. Foreman knows what it takes to survive in this world.

Moreover. All the bandits took away was the equipment and materials of those studios and studios, although it was a little painful. But for the Kass Shabaab, it is not a nerve-wracking thing. "Hurry, move!" Foreman beckoned to his men: "Hey, do your best."

The fat man also couldn't stop giving orders: "Yes, take it all, don't have anything left!" What, Clover Studios? Let them get on the mech. Squeeze in, everyone! ”

Foreman ran to the fat man: "Brother. See if there's anything else we can help with? ”

The fat man held Foreman's hand: "Brother, you are so polite. I'm embarrassed. You rest first, we will do it ourselves, we are familiar with this work! As he spoke, he turned to the bandit soldiers and said, "Work hard, hurry back to Puluo Town before dark!" ”

A few hours later, the bandits finally set out on the road back to Puluo Town with the convoy of transports.

Before leaving, the fat man gave Forman a sincere hug, thanked him and the Cass Shabaab for their selfless help, and earnestly told that in the future, some scientific researchers are willing to go to Puluo Town, please ask Forman to help send it, otherwise, the bandit army will probably have to run like this again.

Furman sweated profusely and agreed, he made up his mind that he would never let the bandits come with any more excuses. In the future, whenever he thought of the scientists of Protown, he Foreman would send him as an ancestor. As long as the bandit army doesn't come, it's easy to say anything!

Seeing the mecha behind the bandit army disappear from view, Foreman finally breathed a sigh of relief, looked back at his subordinates who were empty-handed and dejected, and couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly, all the personnel of the Kass Shabaab were used to being watched in a centralized manner, and the weapons had already been confiscated, and the bandits did not return the weapons before leaving.

However, these are only small things after all, as long as they are their own

"Chairman!" A close confidant who crawled on the ground interrupted Forman's thoughts, and said with a sad face: "Our vaults and arsenals"

Foreman's face changed drastically, and he asked nervously, "What's wrong?" Where have the bandits been? ”

As soon as the cronies nodded, Foreman collapsed to the ground—there was no need to have any more hopes for the bandits who loved to sweep the floor.

I want to cry without tears!

When the bandit army returned to the town of Pro after a full load, the bandit First Fleet led by Chekov continued to plunder space.

Although no one knows which force this strangely tattered fleet belongs to, and no one knows where this fleet comes from, it is undeniable that this fleet has become famous. On the planet Freeport of Mars, it may not be as well-known as the bandit army of Protown. However, in the thousands of free docks and space stations throughout the Mars Freedom Channel, this fleet, known as the "Broken Ghost", has a much greater reputation than the bandits.

Broken, in fact, is more tattered than tattered, has been broken to the point of almost shattering, for people, the shape of this fleet, can only be described as broken. Ghosts, on the other hand, describe the fleet's actions as unpredictable as ghosts. If there is a reason for the fame of this fleet, then it needs to be described in another sentence, and that is - the most rampant pirate in the history of the Free Passage of Mars!

In just one week, the First Fleet of the Bandit Army has plundered nineteen commercial fleets one after another! Sixteen armed frigates that dared to open fire on resistance were sunk, 55 transports and armed ships were captured, and countless materials were captured!

There is nothing that this fleet does not dare to grab. They're just a pack of wolves. See what to pounce on!

In the eyes of the crews of the First Fleet, Chekov was to blame for all this.

When Tailiu's two transport ships fell into Chekov's hands, he was stunned to see that hundreds of millions of energy, materials, parts, mechanical equipment and weapons and ammunition were so easily falling into his pocket, everything was irretrievable.

Chekov, who had always regarded himself as an orthodox soldier, did not hesitate at all, and he could not wait to plunge headlong into the pleasure of plundering, indulging and sinking into it.

What does the bandit army lack now, lack of people, lack of money, lack of warships, lack of mecha weapons, everything! And the plan that the fat man made for the initial operation of the fleet can be summed up in only two words, that is, plunder! Endless plundering against all forces, all matter!

The intensity of the looting must reach the level of controlling the flow of materials in and out of the Mars Freeport!

At first, Chekov thought it was a chore. Everything has to be robbed, and this day is a little too miserable.

It wasn't until the first successful robbery that Chekov finally understood the meaning of the fat man naming the troops bandits! ――If you want to grow rapidly in this world, robbery is a shortcut to the south!

Especially for the current bandit First Fleet, there is no capital and no profit, and there is no need for any technical content, ten special warships led by the Rubik's Cube can catch up with the fastest ship on the Mars Channel, only one charge, everything, in hand!

And the old bandits of the Redbeard Pirate Regiment in the fleet, which one is not an expert in this area? In the past few days, as long as the ships that have been targeted by these guys with their eyes, they basically can't escape the fate of being looted. The material reserves in the bandit army have simply exploded.

Chekov quickly became addicted and every day commanded the battleships to wander the fairways.

The crew often saw a faint green glow in the eyes of the middle-aged captain.

As soon as he found the transport fleet, this guy was like smearing chili water on his buttocks, jumping up and down in a very unproductive way, shouting incessantly: "Rush up and rob them all!" ”

Relying on the fleet's performance far superior to that of ordinary ships, Chekov's untechnical command succeeded every time. Jump to the middle of the channel, surround it, send a signal, fire when it encounters resistance, and hit it directly if it doesn't work. This kind of brutal robbery has changed the color of the entire Mars Fairway.

Although Chekov despised Chekov's face that he had never seen the world, the crew enjoyed the raid. Since the First Fleet attacked, it has gone through the run-in period in the plunder, and everyone has become more and more familiar with each other's cooperation, and they have become more and more trusting in the warships they pilot.

In the main control room of the Rubik's Cube bridge, there was silence at the moment, and in the face of the radar information and optical telescope images of a fleet, Captain Chekov had been uncharacteristically silent for a long time.

The crew also pursed their lips and became very serious.

This time, the first fleet of the bandit army was not facing a certain merchant group. It's the Demon Eye main fleet!

The Second Fleet, led by Barbarossa, has just sent back information.

After wandering around in space for so long, finally, the day came! Help, be sure to go to the collection recommended. Much appreciated. I've also put a lot of effort into that book, so everyone will definitely help make it popular!