Knock knock!

The door to the living pod was knocked from the bottom.

The big man, who had been waiting outside for a long time, motioned for the transporters to raise their weapons and let the old mechanic open the hatch.

It was Chen Mo who came up from the spiral ladder.

Chen Mo glanced at the big man, walked to the refrigerator, and opened a bottle of beer by himself.

"That head of Rutt can talk."

The first mate leaned in the direction of Chen Mo: "What? ”

"As you heard, the head of the Rut can talk, and it wants us to send it to Cotter City, and it needs food."

"How did you talk to it?"

"Go down there and see for yourself."

“… Exempt. The corners of the first mate's mouth twitched twice: "There is only emergency food on the ship, and the portion is not much, and it is not enough to stuff its teeth." ”

Chen Mo responded: "It doesn't matter if we are hungry for one or two meals, but Lut, who has already tasted human flesh, is afraid that he will not eat compressed biscuits again." ”

The meaning of these words was clear to everyone.

Chen Mo put down the wine bottle: "So, I'm afraid we have to make a frustrating decision... In other words, we have already chosen the victims through the lucky box. ”

Everyone understood what was coming, and they all looked sideways at the big one.

Without waiting for the big man to talk, the carbon steel boye knife on Chen Mo's waist had already been thrown out, and before everyone could react, he was nailed to the hatch.

The knife pierced the large chest, but it was not immediately fatal.

Chen Mo walked forward slowly.

"Thank you for your sacrifice."

The big one wanted to say something, but there was only pink blood foam on his lips.

Chen Mo pulled out the Boyi knife with an expressionless face, opened the hatch, ignored everyone's gaze, and kicked him down.

A flash of hideous black shadows came from the bottom of the warehouse with the muffled sound of flesh and bone separation.

Chen Mo closed the hatch, wiped off the blood stains on the Boe knife with his armpit windbreaker, and sat down in the captain's seat.

Everyone had a tacit understanding to keep a safe distance from Chen Mo.

"This Root wants to go to Kort City, counting the time to repair the engine, it will take us at least fifteen hours to get to Kort City." Chen Mo called up the 3D projection map: "Let it enter the city, it will definitely cause large-scale casualties, and we are very likely to be killed together by the firepower of the garrison corps." ”

Looking at the miserable faces, Chen Mo was expressionless: "But I think there is another possibility." ”

Chen Mo dragged the 3D projection back: "Four hundred kilometers south of Kote City, there is a corps stationed, as long as you can get in touch with the corps... It can destroy Rut, and save the city of Kot from a catastrophe. ”

"We don't have that much fuel, so there's no room for manoeuvre in case of an accident." The first mate rubbed his hands uneasily: "And that head of Lut needs to eat constantly..."

"That's it." Chen Mo interrupted the first mate: "We vote to let everyone have their own thoughts." ”

Without giving the first mate a chance to refuse, Chen Mo opened the lucky box directly, took out all the blue cards, and put them on the table to smooth them out.

"It's going to be a secret ballot, no one will know your choice, you secretly write down the mark, fold the card and hand it back to me." Chen Mo handed out the blue card to everyone: "The hook represents that regardless of the risk, Root was sent to the corps to help Kote City get out of the crisis." The fork represents a shorter trip to the city of Cotter... It also means that you have fulfilled the wish of that head of Rut, and more innocent people will die. ”

After a pause, Chen Mo handed out the marker pens to everyone.

"Everyone votes with their conscience."

The crowd looked at each other, then secretly wrote a mark on the card and threw it back into the lucky box.

It wasn't until the last person threw the cards back into the box that Chen Mo sat on the captain's seat with his back to everyone, took out all the cards, and checked the voting results one by one.

"I'm starting to sing tickets."

Chen Mo cleared his throat.

"Without your knowledge, I make each ballot unique by folding the hemming and pressing the nail prints. I took note of the ballot papers when I handed them out, and it was my duty to publicize the cowards among us. ”

The atmosphere in the cabin was suffocating.

"Mr. Chen Mo..."The first mate wiped the cold sweat from his head.

"Cowardly cowards, for self-preservation, will gladly send us to the muzzle of the garrison corps. This coward's decision will kill us all... Even the old and weak women and children of Cotter City, am I right, Mr. First Mate? ”

"I..."

The Boy knife was out of his hand again.

The blade sliced the throat of the first mate.

Ignoring the first mate who was struggling to cover his throat, Chen Mo grabbed his legs, threw him into the bottom compartment, and then screwed the hatch screw.

Facing everyone, Chen Mo shrugged.

"It's a pity that the coward turned out to be our first mate. But fortunately, after weeding out the cowards, we finally agreed on our hearts, goals, and destinations. Mr. Mechanic, you can now repair the engine through the ventilation ducts, remember to fix the circuit board of the secondary thruster first. ”

The old mechanic hurriedly moved a chair, unscrewed the ventilation pipe, and climbed in with the toolbox on his back.

Although the disappearance rate of the transporters is not low, Chen Mo is so decisive to kill two people in a row, acting like an outlaw, it really makes people have no idea of resisting.

A few transporters, you look at me, I look at you, and remain silent.

Sandstorms, as promised.

The heavy gold dust of the gravel slapped against the hull with the wind, making a fluffy sound.

There was also a knock on the door connecting the storage room to the living cabin.

Chen Mo unhurriedly lit a cigarette and faced the transport workers.

"Go to the cockpit and get back to your posts."

The transporters looked at each other and exited the living compartment.

If that head of Root really comes in, the hatch between the living cabin and the cockpit should be able to withstand it for a while... Right?

Chen Mo took a cigarette, unscrewed the hatch, and went down the spiral ladder.

In the storage room, it was already a mess.

Two fresh corpses, adding a lot of flesh to the ground.

The huge body of the xenomorph Lut emerged from the bottom of the warehouse.

"Kort... City, take me... Go. ”

The corpse on Root's chelicera has been replaced by a big man.

As before, the corpse only had its upper body, perhaps its organs had been crushed and shattered, and as he spoke, blood and fragments of internal organs kept pouring out of his mouth.

"We're overhauling the engine, and we're ready to go when it's repaired."

"Quick... Be quick... I'm hungry... We were hungry..."

I don't know when, a bunch of flesh-colored insects appeared next to Chen Mo.

It looks like Root, which has shrunk countless times.

Chen Mo finally understood why this Lut would attack the transport ship.

Pregnant Root needs a lot of organic matter, and the surrounding area of Kot City is either a mine or a desert, and the life form with the most organic matter is, of course, humans.

Given that this xenomorph Root can communicate with people, his IQ should not be low, and of course he will not choose mines and urban areas with dense armed firepower.

Transport boats that come and go to avoid sandstorms are the best option.

At this point, Root knew that he was about to give birth, and the barren desert simply could not support many children.

Only when you enter the city can you have a glimmer of life.

"We'll get to Cotter City as soon as possible, but until then... I need to borrow the corpse in your hand. ”

Outside the warehouse door...

Six transporters, clutching wrenches, pliers, and the legs of the unloaded stool, stared at the hatch of the living compartment.

The door opened.

As soon as a crack was lifted, the visitor was attacked by the transporters like a storm.

The wrench pliers smashed wildly according to the heavenly spirit cover.

In a short time, the head that poked out of the hatch was smashed into a ball of flesh and blood.

The transporters stopped in relief, and the first one spat at the corpse.

Just about to throw the corpse down the spiral ladder, the half-open hatch was suddenly kicked open vigorously, and Chen Mo, with a blank face, held a gun in one hand, got out of the storage room and stood in front of everyone.

"I thought I could have avoided killing."

As he spoke, he pulled the gun and loaded it, and he had already shot a person in the head.

"Now it seems that keeping people sane in the face of death has always been a luxury."

The black muzzle of the gun, the tongue of fire spat out, and none of the six transporters were spared.

Chen Mo was silent, mending the knives on the corpse's head one by one, and then threw down the hatch.

After cleaning up the blood stains on his hands, Chen Mo straightened his waist and lit a cigarette for himself again.

Taking a sharp breath of spicy smoke, Chen Mo sat on the captain's seat, inserted the entire ship's authority into the control core, turned the seat after some operation, pointed at the vent and smiled: "Mr. Mechanic, the circuit of the second-stage thruster is not burned, it is just a short circuit." The engine didn't shift either... You should have fixed it a long time ago, right? ”

There was an exclamation from above the pipe, and the old mechanic, who had been watching, became nervous and fell through the vent.

"Yes, yes, it has been fixed a long time ago ... However, I saw that several of them were very irritable and waited for you, so they didn't dare to come out. ”

Chen Mo helped the old mechanic up.

"I'm grateful that you didn't join them."

The old mechanic nodded heavily.

"You're so polite."

Chen Mo smiled and shook his head.

"It's you who are too polite... Do you know? To be fair, I lied before, and I didn't mark the ballot. ”

The old mechanic looked dazed, and he didn't know why Chen Mo wanted to talk to him about this.

"Because every one of you drew a cross."

The mechanic's pupils narrowed suddenly, and he wanted to say something, but he was already choked by Chen Mo's big hand.

"All of you, you're cowards."

Chen Mo grabbed the mechanic's throat and jumped out of the storage room.

At this time, the storage room has become a gluttonous feast of human flesh.

The flesh-colored Lute cubs are dismembering the human corpses that have been smashed by chelicera.

When the old mechanic saw this, he almost threw up.

Chen Mo slowly walked in front of Lute.

Lut didn't have a corpse with an intact head on his hands at this time, so he couldn't talk to Chen Mo.

"There's meat here, I'm giving it to you."

Chen Mo threw the mechanic to the ground.

Root's chelicera tore the old mechanic in two, and the mechanic was not completely dead for a while, but fortunately, the bird's beak-like tail ended his pain.

Purple light flashes.

Chen Mo picked up the fire axe in the corner with a blank face.

"This ship is full of eridium ore."

Taking advantage of Root's attempt to control the mechanic, Chen Mo smashed open a container with the back of an axe, and the lilac ore-rich ore inside rolled out.

"But the eridium ore is used for construction, and the texture is too loose."

As he spoke, Chen Mo smashed open another container.

"It's landfilled, and it's too hard... It doesn't have any architectural value. ”

Root picked up the mechanic's upper body: "Energy..."

"That's right, there is a huge amount of energy in the eridium ore, and the nature is unstable, and there is a high probability of explosion when encountering a high temperature open flame."

As if realizing something, Root stepped back.

Chen Mo smiled and pulled down the red gate beside him.

"Warning! Warn! The hovership has triggered the self-destruct program, and the self-destruct countdown is 20, 19... Crew members who are still in the cabin are requested to escape quickly. ”

"Warning! Warn! The hovership has triggered the self-destruct program, and the self-destruct countdown is 13, 12... Crew members who are still in the cabin are requested to escape quickly. ”

Dodging to avoid the attack of Root's tail, Chen Mo jumped up the spiral ladder and jumped from the living cabin into the observation compartment in three steps and two steps.

Then the ejection button was pressed.

"Boom !!"

The orange-purple flames followed closely behind the pop-up observation silo and spread for nearly a hundred meters.

Then, the lilac mushroom cloud slowly rose, as gorgeous as the flower of death.

The hovership and its creatures, alive and dead, exploded into a sea of smoke and flames.

Yellow sand reckless...

Chen Mo struggled to get up in the observation chamber where the bullets were shattered.

A splash of hull fragments pierced his abdomen.

Blood.

It's all blood.