The Outcast

Chapter 544: Journey or end

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Caton is the most famous of the imperial county kings, because he has the closest blood relationship with His Majesty the great emperor, grabs the most beauties around him, and the lives of the people under his command are the worst. —Especially when laughing.

For example, he was holding a wine glass at this time, his face was red with drunkenness, his eyes were full of excitement, and his fingers were deeply embedded in the fat buttocks of the blond female secretary. light.

"In order to celebrate His Majesty's great victory, should I find a few more little virgins after the ceremony?" He took a sip of blood-like red wine and planned the next itinerary with satisfaction.

The woman in his arms has a charming figure with rippling blond hair, but unfortunately the color of his pupils is too light. As a pure royal family member of the empire, he is proud of his dark but extremely ugly eyes, and naturally displeased with it.

In the past, every time this county king led his troops on an expedition, it would be a brutal killing and a journey full of obscene activities, but the execution of this time-travel hunting plan was extremely important, and he had to put all his energy into it. Be cautious... not to mention that there is that little ancestor on the ship.

The nobles of the Tianjing star and the officials of the county star were afraid of his rudeness and prominent status, but in fact they despised him very much. However, this man relied on his own brutality to sweep away the rebellion of the common people time and time again for His Majesty, and he used his simple and brutal manner. His temperament was trusted by His Majesty, and no one dared to reveal this emotion on the surface.

King Caton himself is well aware of the views of the upper echelons of the entire empire, and knows that countless people hate this ugly and evil mask on his face... Although this mask is not what he wants to wear, he doesn't mind this, because His Majesty needs him to wear it, the empire needs him to wear it, his position of power also needs to be worn by him, and he has been wearing it for too long, and he is a little addicted to it. nature.

From the first time he left Tianjing Star many years ago and took a warship to a remote star field to suppress the riots, he gradually fell in love with this feeling.

He liked to see dissatisfied pariahs shaking with shoddy homemade weapons in front of the iron stream of imperial armor, their faces pale and feces and urine scattered into a pile of beasts. In similar fond memories, there is also the picture of that year, those federal prisoners, those fat maggots that kept wriggling on the wounds of the aliens, the aliens screaming in pain and groaning, and finally dying silently like garbage...

However, from now on, I'm afraid there will be nothing that can make him tremble with excitement and enjoy the supreme spiritual climax more than the scene when the ancient bell exploded and disintegrated a few days ago.

I don't want to be included in the history of the empire, I just hope that the position in His Majesty's heart will be stronger, and the army under his command can allocate more resources. Caton thought contentedly, laughing and pinching the woman's buttocks. There seemed to be a flower-like scenery in front of him.

A short, sharp cry rang out.

It was not the female civil servant whose buttocks were pinched with bruises and pain, but the battleship's central control system automatically sounded an alarm.

The Imperial soldiers in the battleship's central control room looked at each other in amazement. The officer in charge of electronic monitoring shook his head in confusion. There was an alarm sounding, and the data from the ship's monitoring system was self-filtering, but the source of the alarm was not marked.

For this reason, King Caton, like most of his subordinates, did not raise enough vigilance. In addition to the official military exercise, the Imperial Fleet in the local star field has not sounded the alarm for more than ten years. Could it be some stupid electronic technician who accidentally touched some component

However, after only ten seconds, the short and sharp alarm sounded again, this time the battleship system marked the source of danger, and the cold mechanical sound echoed in the room: "The unknown target is attacking at high speed, the distance is 2322 kilometers, and the orientation is skewed. 83 degrees."

King Caton's face was slightly dark, his brows were wrinkled, and he looked at the subordinate who finally woke up and began to quickly analyze the alarm.

The captain wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and ran over, nervously reporting: "The UFO is positively small, because it is in the background of strong stars, the shape cannot be confirmed, but the shape is obviously irregular, it should be a small meteorite. Please. You can rest assured that the battleship has begun to adjust its attitude, and the reinforcement guards on the relevant sides have been covered."

It seemed that he wanted to laugh at the intelligence and computing power of these carbon-based beings in the battleship. Three seconds later, the battleship's central control computer issued a sharp alarm again.

"The target distance is 779 kilometers, and the speed... "

"Alert: Crash alert."

"Alert: Crash alert, please return to your seat and fix your body."

A second later, the alarm content of the battleship's central control computer changed to: "The target distance is 277 kilometers, and the speed..."

Hearing this, King Caton, who had always had a disgusted but relaxed expression on his face, suddenly got up and stared at the light curtain with gloomy eyes. He didn't know if it was possible for a small meteorite with such an amazing speed to appear in space, but he absolutely knew that even if there was such a small meteorite, the small meteorite... could not slow down!

However, with a gloomy expression, he has no time to say anything at this moment. The alarm of the battleship's central control system can't even keep up with the speed of the other party, only a muffled sound can be heard, and the floor of the smoothly sailing battleship trembles slightly, as if some small celestial body was struck by it. hit the general.

Everyone raised their heads subconsciously, followed the surveillance camera of the hull in confusion and shock, and looked towards the place where the collision occurred. At this glance, many imperial officers couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

Because they saw that in the vast space screen, on the lonely hull of the battleship, a new black federation mecha appeared!

There was dead silence all around, but the unpleasant roar of metal collision still echoed in the cockpit.

MXT slammed into the upper hull of the imperial battleship like a meteor. Although the last thousand kilometers were forcibly slowed down by the jet thruster, such a violent impact would still take the pilot's life ruthlessly. .

However, the muscle fibers and skeletal joints in Xu Le's body, along with the mysterious exercises taught by the uncle and his incomparably diligent practice, became extremely strong and tenacious, and actually resisted the terrifying moment when the instantaneous load exceeded 30 times. time.

Uncle George Carlin once said: The human body is the first machine, so now Xu Le's body is undoubtedly on the way to become a powerful metal machine.

With some tinnitus, he didn't have time to sigh about the orbital computing power of the Federal Central Computer, and he didn't pay attention to the vacuum outside the mecha cockpit that was still extremely cold even under the blazing light of the stars. He just entered an operation command at the fastest speed. .

Shang Qiu and the Nutshell Engineering Department specially prepared a special MXT mecha for him, still retaining a certain grotesque design of Xiaobaihua.

Following Xu Le's command input, the super-strong alloy plate on the left chest of the MXT mecha suddenly opened, and a mechanical repair arm glowing with metal light quickly protruded out.

The tool at the front end of the slender mechanical repair arm is like a human finger. As soon as it touches the metal somewhere outside the hull of the imperial battleship, it begins to hum and rotate rapidly. The weak electric sparks generated by the forcible connection of countless circuits, Flickering in the vacuum.

Without the artillery support of the main guns, the empty universe and the lonely black MXT mecha on the vast imperial battleship, if you want to forcibly blast the super-thick alloy baffle of the imperial battleship, it is very difficult in itself, not to mention In order to maximize Xu Le's control advantages, this specially made MXT has refuted most long-range heavy fire weapons...

So he is not going to blast the imperial warship out of a big hole and then drill it in, but is going to directly use the tool to open the warship from the front, like a thief picking a lock, but the black MXT thief has already exposed his tracks.

The blueprint structure and related data of the imperial battleship previously input by the federal central computer quickly flipped in Xu Le's mind. He had to rush in before the imperial battleship could react, otherwise the terrifying ships that were charging around the mecha would seek their own way. Cross-fire, will directly blast him and his mecha to pieces or sink into the dark universe.

The black MXT was like a gecko, sticking tightly to the terrifyingly wide hull of the target battleship, with sparks splashing all over the sky, only surviving in the vacuum for a very short time before disappearing silently.

three seconds.

In just three short seconds, all the Imperial soldiers in the ship were stunned and speechless, the black MXT successfully non-violently removed the heavy alloy armor, and in the heroic atmosphere of the surrounding fire trees and silver flowers, it flashed away. Plundered in!

"I will kill him."

While the black MXT entered the imperial battleship at high speed, Xu Le spoke very seriously to the communication system.

In the pure black left pupil, the data and labels provided by the federal central computer flashed from time to time. According to these data, Xu Le controlled the mecha to move forward at a high speed, and found an inconspicuous connection assembly covering the pulley, which was broken and then cut off. Primary surveillance sensing in areas related to Imperial warships.

The Federal Central Computer has been researching imperial warships for nearly a hundred years, and has collected a massive database, and it has super computing power that the imperial people envy and fear. The plan to hunt down the ancient bell has been specially modified, but it can still accurately guess the design ideas of the Imperial Academy of Sciences, thus providing Xu Le with detailed data and suggestions on the direction of the raid.

Under the guidance of the supercomputing of the federal central computer, Xu Le's mechanic talent has also been brought into full play. The tall and heavy black MXT flexibly avoided in the imperial battleship, found the second position, and quickly dug out an alloy valve and mechanical arm. With one flick, a device was precisely placed, and every movement was so concise and beautiful, like an enlarged version of his movements when he was focusing on machine repairs!

From the time the ship broke and entered until this time, the second hand of the universe standard clock moved seventeen times. The defense devices inside the imperial battleship have been fully activated, but no imperial soldier can stop him, let alone the imperial mechas that are madly surrounding him.

Because it took him and his mech only seventeen seconds, incredibly fast and irresistible.