Chapter 289, Waiting for Intelligence

For seven days in a row, Li De and the others waited for news from Puldo.

Trevier sent the news of the Reeds back to the Templar headquarters, and from there, the Templars sent the Poordo fleet to the Poordo fleet at the edge of the Alexandre Dumas, and finally the Poordo fleet sent small convoys to deliver the news to Calagounis aboard the Frost Seeker.

After receiving the news, Karagunis was also very shocked, the Frost was inspected by Ados's customs, the reason is very simple, they are a warship and not a merchant ship, but they used a business visa to dock, and in this period before the war, how can they let it go.

They also knew for a long time that the ship had lost contact with Li De and the people on the planet, but they didn't expect things to be so strict. Who would have thought that the star of Ados, which is full of justice, would have such a dark side.

Prometheus was guarding the fleet's flagship, and Calagounis was redundant on the Frostseeker, and the High Priest of Purdo was about to land on the air harbor of Ados and force his way onto the planet, but was stopped by someone.

This person is the beautiful Qin Shan, who has been on the ship and seems to have nothing to do.

"Emperor Qin, aren't you worried about that kid Li De?" Karagunis knew that he was not Emperor Qin's opponent, so he could only say it indignantly.

"Karagunis, you are also hundreds of years older, why are you so unfocused? Li De's kid is also half of my clan, are you so unconfident? Qin Shan was very comfortable trimming her fingernails, and her slender legs stopped in front of Karagunis, preventing him from leaving the room prepared for them by the customs.

It's a room, but it's just a few dozen simple lounges. They are now in semi-detention. Of course, this simple small room naturally can't shut down a few strong people, but if Karagunis has an attack, it will be a matter of two racial diplomacy levels.

A high priest of Purdo fights in the territory of other races, and no matter what, it is a loss.

Karagunis snorted and sat back on his hardboard bed, a few tentacles on his chin swaying incessantly, as if to vent his frustration.

"You have to have faith in those little guys. And isn't that guy going to take care of them? How can they grow up without going through a little experience? Qin Shan continued to look at her fingers as delicate as green onions.

"Hmph~! Feelings are your people, and I am not in a hurry if you are not in a hurry. I'm just worried in case Morel shows up. Karagunis said. But in his heart, he thought, "This Emperor Qin is probably going to watch this Li De's kid grow up, it's not easy to deal with this kid!" ”

The trace of murder that was originally hidden in the hearts of Puldo was buried even deeper.

However, it is estimated that there will be a chance if the god seat is dispatched!

Of course, the humans aboard the Frost Seeker were extremely anxious. The independent battalion, from Descartes, Chen Kaile and Wei Wei, to the most ordinary soldiers, is like ants on a hot pot.

Fortunately, Descartes used his experience and self-confidence to stabilize the crowd, and although he was charged by the customs officers of Ados from leaving the battleship, all weapons were electronically locked. But he is still training with all the people of the independent battalion.

Every day, a thousand people ran from the upper deck of the Frost Hunter to the power cabin, then to the lower deck, and back the way they came. It was nearly 20 kilometers down, and most people were exhausted.

For those who were in good shape, Descartes told them to start wiping the decks and maintaining the ships. Even the cleaning machine stopped in order to let these rookie veterans who were miners adapt to the battleship as much as possible.

It was also a practice of this period of time thanks to Descartes, so that all the crew of the Frost Seeker were extremely familiar with every inch of the ship's deck and every screw. In future battles. Shows a very tacit cooperation.

In the airport of synchronous orbit, the interior of an inconspicuous light destroyer is slowly transforming. A force is slowly accumulating for a last-minute outburst.

Xue Weiwei leaned alone in front of the hanging window of her cabin, after finishing a day's exercise. Looking at the seemingly unchanging space scenery outside, the huge dark blue planet Ados is half white and half black.

She's worked hard, but at the age of sixteen, she's been living for hatred since her father's death. But the man avenged her. Helped her accomplish what she thought she would do in the rest of her life.

And now I am in this army, every day is so desperate to train, constantly hone and improve myself. She only thought about how she could get the man to pay more attention to herself. Being able to pay more attention to herself for the captain who didn't look a few years older than her.

Vivi had already figured out that she wanted to be the best warrior she could be, a warrior as good as Instructor Descartes, and as good as Liona was to be by Lid's side at all times. Not for anything else, just for what he had helped her do.

But now it seems that those good warriors have a special ability, a power that she can't control. She already knew that this was the key to whether she could stay with him or not. The one called Marco was so powerful that almost no one could be stronger than him, but he was still blocked by this threshold.

Closing her eyes, Xue Weiwei wanted to feel that power again. Instructor Clark had shown them before, and Instructor Descartes had shown them, and now she wanted her to feel it with her own body, to find a trace of strength from the ethereal state.

For seven days of waiting, Li De has been getting acquainted with Ados's mecha. Through Guò Eva's analysis, he was able to understand the performance of this mecha more clearly.

"The compressed ion reactor is about one-third smaller than the anode power system of our mecha, but the power is increased by 10%. Rare metals are added to the power distribution system and various movable joints of the mecha, and the alloy strength is also higher than that of human mechas. ”

"Can our mechs be transformed like this?" Li De cares about this. He wanted a mecha, naturally he wanted to absorb its advantages and integrate it for his own use.

"Probably not, in that case the Viking fighter may experience metal fatigue in several joints. And our PTO system may need to change. Eva analyzed.

"No, let's take a look at it again. Humanoid mechs have an advantage in combat, but the advantage of transforming mechs in air speed is also obvious. What if two compression-ion reactors were used and then the power was distributed? ”

"Master, in that case, the G-power generated can kill!"

"Don't be afraid, I can try it!" Li De is still confident in his perverted body, and the maximum G-force is only an instant, and he is confident that he can resist the past.

In addition to Li De, Junlong also asked Poolodo to help find the best mechanical biological arm manufacturer and order a new left arm.

This new arm is a direct nerve control and is also a specially customized product for Junlong. To this end, they deliberately collected Junlong's DNA, spent two days designing and cell culture, and then after the alloy arm skeleton was formed, the skin transplanted on the surface was generated by Junlong's own cells, so to speak, his own skin would not have any rejection.

Inside the robotic arm, two vector motors are also installed, which can feedback Junlong's nerve signals at the fastest speed, and the accuracy of control is also one thousandth of a millimeter, which even Skywalker cannot achieve.

It took six days for the mechanical arm to be handed over to Junlong, and the old man was so moved that tears fell from his eyes at the first time. An old face twisted, and vigorously punched the fat man on the side.

As a result, the fat man's rough and thick shoulders were dislocated.

"Who am I messing with?" The fat man said with a sad face. Since he was promoted to a sixth-order Skywalker, he had been unscathed in two battles, and the fat man who was full of confidence could never have imagined that the first injury of his sixth-order Skywalker would be done by his own people.

On the seventh day, the information finally returned to Treville after a circle. A crystal that shimmers with a pale blue glow stores a message in a special method for Purdo.

This directive from the Supreme Elders' House of the Templar was only one sentence.

"Fully cooperate with the actions of humanity, at any cost." (To be continued......)