What is the most tragic death?

Everyone's experience is different, and the conclusions they come to are naturally different.

But there is no doubt that the death of some of the passengers on this ship made Captain Grace, who was accustomed to seeing big scenes, a little uncomfortable, and wanted to make a mosaic of these corpses twisted at the edge of the corridor.

"Cheer up," Grace whispered, the laser rifle spewing out several bullets of light that smashed the corpses' heads one by one.

This is a necessary precaution.

On several occasions when they were dealing with some biochemical leak crises, there were lifeforms that had been judged dead to suddenly come back to life, and they also encountered cases where human cells reconstituted into monsters.

The picture was quite terrifying, but it was much more terrifying than the swelling of the internal organs caused by the sudden loss of pressure.

The development of biotechnology does not necessarily bring good things.

And a longer life is the lifelong pursuit of many officials and nobles.

Hearing Glis's advice through the headphones, several team members in the rear nodded their heads.

Two fire-control mechanical warriors lit up the cabin in front of them with their equipment, and the security gate in front of them blocked their way.

Something squirming seemed to be sticking to the gate.

They were in the middle of the ship's transition bridge, on either side of the engine room, where the black-hearted capitalists had added passenger seats, so that the corridor had only narrow passages, and there were cargo holds in front and rear.

Grace frowned and looked at the lines on the gate, getting a little closer, only to realize that this kind of thing is not uncommon.

It's just some pink tissue with all kinds of raised cells.

There were also some pale white, solidified foam-like hardened tissues around it, all of which were stiffened cells.

Grace endured the discomfort in his stomach and gestured to the back.

The Mechanical Modder Mechanic controls two balls forward, one spewing a high-temperature flame directly against the security gate, and the other emits a high-energy laser beam that attempts to cut through the safety gate.

The gates of these civilian ships are just some simple alloys, but because they carry individual equipment, they are also a little slow to cut.

Two more balls joined the cutting operation.

"You take care to control the energy loss," Grace reminded in a low voice.

His voice was transmitted to the ears of the team members through the communication equipment, and also to the three special combat ships on the periphery, as well as the command hall of the special forces.

The three squads that entered the ghost ship all sent back similar images at this moment.

They were all blocked by security gates, and they all found adherent tissue everywhere.

One team entered the aft cargo hold, which was covered with a pink web-like structure that made the scalp tingle when it looked at it.

The commanders discussed it and gave an order to the front line with some conscience:

"Allow you to fire freely."

The corners of Grace's mouth twitched slightly.

Do you still need to authorize this kind of thing? If you don't let Lao Tzu shoot when you encounter a monster, Lao Tzu will kill you when you turn around.

Of course, this is just a small thought in my heart.

"Understood," Captain Grace replied in his mature bass.

Feinan.

In front of Yang Luo was a projection screen with scrolling characters.

The law is trying to crack the other party's communication signal.

The Sherman Empire has always been a 'civilian dwarf' and a 'military giant', and the degree of encryption of the communication equipment between their warships is so complex that it can always make opponents sigh.

Even if you have the law of the new master of the Dongfeng, it will take some time at this moment.

And it doesn't necessarily work.

Yang Luo could only observe the Blue from a distance through the equipment on the Feinan.

He was a little anxious.

This sense of anxiety reminded him of the most profound event he had ever experienced when he was on Earth: the college entrance examination at the end of his secondary education.

Of course, there is no comparison between the two.

He had a small instrument by his side.

This is the same model of the bio-signal jammer completed by the law according to the technology provided by the examiner teacher, Miss Hera.

It is precisely because of this instrument that the Valkyrie can't sense Yang Luo at the moment; And in the same way, Yang Luo couldn't directly sense the Valkyrie.

He was just a little irritable at the bottom of his heart.

Yang Luo felt that Valkyrie should have some similar emotions.

The fingers of his hands were pressed against each other, and his body was huddled in the seat, his expression unchanged for a long time.

The projection screen in front shook slightly, and a few pictures appeared.

Lil did it!

But because the other party used multi-channel communication methods, the picture Yang Luo saw was incomplete and was extracted, and he could only barely see the situation in the cabin.

Made!

Yang Luo's forehead slowly darkened.

Isn't this what the copy of that research ship looked like?

Freely proliferating cells everywhere?

There are also some horrible corpses lying in the corners that have not been mosaiced.

Ritsu continued to crack the other party's communication, and a few minutes later the construction of the dual channel was completed.

The picture that Yang Luo saw was finally stabilized, and he was able to borrow the equipment carried by the three exploration teams to see the details of all parts of the cabin.

"Captain Grace?"

Yang Luo raised his eyebrows and said in a low voice, "He's quite active." ”

The law does not answer such meaningless questions.

She is busy 'stealing' signals at the moment, the Sherman Empire has adopted a dynamic encryption machine, and the signal decoding method is constantly changing, she must keep up with the rhythm of the other party in order to let Yang Luo continue to peep.

At this moment, the progress of the three teams was almost at the same frequency, opening the first security gate.

Ritsu adjusted the surveillance footage of the three squads, locking the main perspective on the camera equipment on Captain Gliss's shoulder.

The three orbs that cut through the gate converged, and a muscular warrior stepped forward with a shield of light and smashed the security gate away with a single punch.

The cargo hold, which was covered with pink flesh, made the female recruit in the back retched slightly.

She was selected for the elite squad because of her high adaptability to mechanical modification, and she had been doing actual combat training for three years, and after the last battle of Zubin Star, she became a subordinate of Grace as a new member.

"Rookie pay attention, don't fall behind."

A muscular man whispered.

Grace said, "See if you can burn these ghosts, step back, and see how they react." ”

"Yes, Captain."

The female team member made a few gestures skillfully, and two silver-white balls floated to the left and right, and layers of metal appeared on the surface of the balls, like several whirlpools, spewing out compressed accelerants and high-temperature fireworks.

The bulkheads were quickly burned out, but the flesh was just curled up.

A melee soldier wields a lightsaber and slashes through two pink structures that look like protrusions of neurons.

"Boss, these things here are stronger than the ones on the door just now."

Grace frowned and nodded, his hands holding the laser rifle trembling slightly.

He suddenly thought of the battle that had been going on for more than two years.

This kind of thing, he had also seen on the controlled mining ship at that time, but it was only in small quantities, and it did not attract much attention.

She's here?

Grace did not hesitate, opened the captain's authority, and sent back a suggestion to the general headquarters.

"Command platform, allow us to evacuate immediately, this is probably the Valkyrie's habitat, I've seen these things. She could very well be here. ”

A woman's majestic voice came over the intercom: "Captain Grace, don't try to give us orders. ”

Grace immediately said: "We can cut through this ship with a cutter, there are no more lifeforms here, I assure you, the weak signal you have detected may be a trap." ”

"Grace, carry out the order."

"But!"

"You've been given the order to explore the ship and find the strange lifeforms that may exist."

Grace pouted: "Okay lady, then please arrange more fire support for us, accurate fire support." ”

"Got it, how did you become such a mother-in-law, this is not the Grace I know."

Grace smiled wryly.

This is not a mother-in-law, this is an intuition honed by many times between life and death.

The intuition of a warrior.

He temporarily closed the conversation to the command platform, turned his head and muttered, "Slow down, let's go explore the engine room and restore the power supply to this spacecraft first." ”

"Yes, sir."

The four accompanying and one member of the team who stayed in the dinghy all showed a little steady smile.

The captain is still relatively reliable.

Suddenly.

A pre-death howl resounded through Grace's headphones and the high-powered sound of the conductor's platform.

It's the team that went to the tail cabin!

In front of the screen of the command platform, a group of men and women, most of them, stood up, staring in disbelief at the chaotic picture on the screen on the left.

They didn't see what was going on, a crimson shock wave swept by, and the bodies of the two melee fighters suddenly lifted off the ground, and under the pull of semi-permanent simulated gravity, their limbs struggled, one of their necks visibly deformed, and the other's waist began to contract violently.

The other three team members immediately fired at the perimeter, but the source of the crimson shockwave burst was only a few blank cargo boxes.

Something was hiding in the shadows.

The screams erupted again.

One of the melee fighters had his neck burst, and the spurt of blood swelled the transparent flight suit.

Another melee member had a broken waist, blood spurting from his mouth, and his well-developed muscles were not at all protective at the moment.

"Hurry back!"

The remaining three turned around and ran, their jetpacks erupting in several streaks of flame.

But faster than them, it's the cells that are everywhere.

The pink tissue was growing rapidly, weaving a huge grid at the exit of the tail compartment.

The three surviving team members were about to attack the cell grid, as if they had been hit hard from nowhere.

Their eyes were stunned, they lost their ability to think for a moment, and they crashed straight into the grid.

Those cells and tissues quickly differentiated into palms that were only a few centimeters in diameter, and they were tightly imprisoned in place through space suits and protective light films.

No matter how much the jetpack pushes, they can't break free from the shackles of these palms.

It's like an insect that falls into a spider's web.

And throughout, the ghost who unleashed the crimson shockwave has been hiding in the shadows.

A similar fate befell the other two squads.

The exploration team at the front of the ghost cargo ship, two biotransformation warriors and three mechanical transformation warriors, have all been captured by the frantically proliferating cellular tissue.

The middle of a ghost freighter.

When Captain Grace heard the screams, he immediately ordered a retreat;

But the tissues attached to the hull were multiplying rapidly, and the security gates they had passed through had been filled with tissue.

Grace had ordered the cells to be incinerated, giving them some time at the moment.

The pink cells began to surge towards Glis.

Two melee fighters grabbed their lightsabers and slashed, and Grace and the two long-range fire mechanics opened fire, and the light bullets punched holes in the unprotected but extremely tough cell tissue.

Grace kept roaring:

"Spitfire! Sprinkle the accelerant!"

"Give us a little fire support! Hurry up and open the hull! Are you all dead out there?"

"Shoot! Shoot!"

Boom!

Boom!

Grace's heart suddenly contracted violently.

His roar paused, and he looked up at the position of the aft compartment.

Behind the tissues covered with pocket-sized palms, a figure seemed to be slowly approaching them.

Memories that were almost dead began to attack Gliss.

Mining ship tragedy.

Meteorite Belt War.

The crimson shock wave, the woman who is not dead against the bombardment of the gunboat's main gun, and the Valkyrie who can crush the head of a biochemical warrior in the air.

She's here.

Grace turned his head and shouted, "Prepare to blast!" Blow up the hull! Fast! Get out of here!"

The cell tissue at the safety gate ahead naturally shrinks.

The figure in a fiery red dress, with long flowing blood-colored hair, broke into the sight of Grace and the equipment on Grace's body.

Feinan.

Yang Luo couldn't help but stand up.

His eyes were round, his fists were clenched, and his body was surging with a crazy desire to fight, but his brain was extremely clear.

Powerful Valkyrie.

Unbound by the numerical values of the "Abyss" game, she has strong combat strength, and now she has obviously completed the Valkyrie who has evolved a few times!

She's right here!

Sure enough, here she is!

The projection of the law appeared next to Yang Luo, and she felt that she should give Yang Luo a little support at this moment.

"Captain Grace is probably finished," Ritsu whispered.

And in the picture, the Valkyrie is aimed at Glis and opens her right hand.

Grace roared, and the laser rifle fired a barrage of light bullets, and the Valkyrie didn't even pull out her signature red light film, but the seemingly soft skin had unparalleled protection, and those light bullets left no trace.

The long skirt on her body seemed to be a part of her body, and after being broken, it quickly multiplied and filled.

Two screams were heard.

Grace was unusual, but the four team members behind Grace slowly levitated, each covering their necks.

"Stop."

The Valkyrie's voice suddenly sounded and went straight to Grace's mind.

"Negotiate, don't kill you."

Grace opened his mouth, turned his head to look at his teammates, and lowered his head to the intercom device on his shoulder and said:

"She, she asked for negotiations. You let them go first! I'll keep them from firing! We've fought each other, Valkyrie, and I consider myself barely your former opponent, and I give you the highest respect!"

As he spoke, Grace threw the laser rifle in his hand to the ground.

Valkyrie stared at Grace, as if in remembrance, and then nodded slightly.

The four team members fell to the ground, old and new, with fear written in their eyes.

And at this moment, Yang Luo in the Feinan suddenly changed color.