The Emperor’s Angel of Death

Lei Ying's ramp opened with a bang, and a figure in power armor walked out of it. He came to the edge of the apron and looked down at the crowd below.

Suddenly, he clapped his hands, and the sound came out through the speaker.

"Okay, boys, gather."

Soon, the mortal guards took the place of the interstellar warriors, and they assembled in a square formation under the tarmac.

"This time you did a good job. It was resolved half an hour earlier than the scheduled time."

After speaking, Talos bent down slightly.

"What are you doing in a daze? You can give yourself a round of applause at this time."

Everyone was accustomed to the occasional disconnection of the company commander, and after looking at each other, they applauded.

"Okay, sparsely, next time I have to teach you how to applaud."

Talos shook his head, and all the applause disappeared immediately.

"I've seen your performance in this operation—"

Then, his gaze swept across the top five people in the team, and then stopped on Li Lin.

"Li Lin, next time you can't control your desire to kill, then I will not only have to change a captain, but also hang you outside the hull to calm down. Killing is for better missions. Don't let killing take precedence. Above your task, this is the last time I will give you this lesson. The task and responsibility are the life of Astarte, even above life. If you still can’t understand, I can only eliminate you. ."

Then Talos turned his gaze to Sablin and smiled:

"Sablin, although you look embarrassed when arguing with someone, you look handsome when you catch a prisoner, and you did a good job."

Sublin just raised his chest and saluted the sky eagle.

"The remaining three are mediocre, but at least they have obeyed the order, which is a good thing."

After speaking, his gaze turned back to Sablin.

"Since your performance is the best this time, Sabrin, what should you do with these prisoners?"

"Listen to the company commander's arrangement."

"Ha, you guy, did you ask me? You must have your own ideas, let's talk about it."

Sablin glanced back at the captives, and then said in a deep voice:

"It's a pity that this place is ruined. Keep them and continue to work to create more value for the team."

"Hey, you know these are star thieves, but they are stealing the emperor's grandfather's property."

"So isn't it just right for us to use these properties?"

Talos was silent for a few seconds, then raised his head and laughed.

"Hahaha! Soshyan must like you guys very much! Okay, just do it, close the team, we will go home, and someone will deal with it later."

"Company commander, we have to appoint a few managers first, so that there will be no troubles later."

"then you go."

Sablin left the team and walked into the crowd. Jack Ma was looking at him tremblingly.

After stopping, the star warrior lowered his head slightly and looked at this ugly and short guy.

"I like talking to smart people. You are smart and bold enough. I will give you a chance to stand out from the crowd."

"Big, my lord..."

"It's still the previous question, you haven't answered it yet."

Jack Ma trembled in silence for a few seconds, then knelt down with a puff, his head pressed against the ground.

"I...I am willing to serve astral knights for the rest of my life."

"very good--"

Just as Sablin turned and left, Talos on the tarmac suddenly gave a "Huh" in surprise, and then laughed:

"Oh, there are guests at this time, Sablin, you lead the team to greet you, remember, you have to live."

"Yes, company commander."

The Ali Buda hummed and hobbled out of the subspace crevice carrying a full ship of cargo. Its jet port was blocked by years of dirt, and the engine was flickering and working with pain, and even the navigator was old-fashioned. Constantly changing the course, wasted a lot of fuel.

The voyage from the headquarters of Blue Ants to the digging station at Freezing Point 9 is very difficult and the profit is very low. There is no money to spend on maintaining such an old cargo ship, let alone a new one.

Captain Rosen knew that he might be killed by this broken ship at any time.

He is forty-seven years old this year, and he is the age of meritorious service for the crew. The vast majority of people do not survive this age. They either died in accidents or died in vain in a port fight.

Rosen had escaped in two major accidents, and only God knew that he had worn away a few layers of skin during the difficult years on the dock, but when he finally sat in the captain’s seat, he had his own boat. Later, he knew that he could never escape again.

He was envious of those who could just leave, but he would never be able to save enough money in his life to replace his broken ship.

But the only consolation is that the crew at least know what they are doing-more than 300 crew members are maintaining the swollen belly of the ship, and the few remaining areas that can be made up.

The huge vacuum container holds a large amount of daily necessities and industrial products. From comfort aircraft servants to boxes and boxes of corpse starch, the crew are all weather-beaten, rough men. Most of them may be criminals, but they just borrowed Ali Buda. No. Hidden and searched.

But as long as they know which end of the multi-function wrench is holding and are willing to take care of the equipment, Rosen doesn't care what they do.

Anyway, he has dealt with the star thief, what else can he care about?

The Ali Buda’s bridge was wet and hot, filled with stinky sweat and oily smell. Rosen’s body was trapped in the captain’s seat, sweating constantly, slowly soaking the tattered chair.

Half a jug of good wine dangled on the armrest of the seat. Although it tasted horribly beautiful, the wine was not too powerful. Rosen could count on it now to sleep.

Right in front of him is a plastic-steel hemispherical observation window~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The window is like the compound eyes of an insect inlaid on the bow of the ship. Through the window, you can see the cold, hostile universe where Rosen has spent most of his life. , But because it has not been cleaned for a long time, it is stained with a lot of cosmic dust, and it is actually not far away.

The only senior crew member on the ship was probably the skinny and nervous guy from the family of low-level navigators.

In Rosen's view, the navigator was ridiculously ridiculous for doing things, but the money paid to the navigator family was unremarkable-this one was already the cheapest.

Rosen hates space travel, so he must stare at the space all the time. He knows that one day it will copy his bottom and kill him, but before that, he will never relax his vigilance.

At an age when he allowed himself to have a true friend, in a ship hull rupture accident, he was sucked into a vacuum by a few inches, and he could only watch his partner burst open in the vacuum.

The cosmic space kills more men than women in bed. This is not empty talk.

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