Interstellar Apocalypse: I lead players to dismantle spaceships

By the time Chu Hang arrived at the engineering deck, Datou and the others had already returned. ‘6’ ‘9’ ‘s’ ‘h’ ‘u’ ‘x’ ‘.’ ‘c’ ‘o’ ‘m’

They made an OK gesture towards Chu Hang, which meant that no matter what weird things happened on this ship now, no one would know about it.

Chu Hang nodded with satisfaction.

Feeling the increasingly violent vibrations under my feet, I guessed that the Imperial Army was breaking through the blast door on the ship.

"Have you chosen everything?"

"alright!"

The three parties responded in unison.

The first is Uncle Ai Ishimura from the Death Army.

"Captain, we want this individual weapons production line. What price do you think is suitable?"

Chu Hang's eyes flashed, and he quickly learned the details of this federal production line, and then said seriously.

"Technical level D6, green quality, selling price of 30,000 copper coins, can be divided into installments, profit will be divided into 30% and 70% until all is paid off!"

The players suddenly took a breath of cold air.

So expensive!

The 30,000 miles also includes the cost of Chu Hang’s help in transporting the Yuan Sail back. After making money from the subsequent production, the profit will be divided into 30% and 70% to repay the debt, and 70% will still belong to others~

You are truly worthy of being a captain, you can be so confident in selling other people’s things!

If Tom were here, he would loudly refute:

——Shit! The original price of my machine tool is RMB 300,000! 300,000! Why did you sell it for 30,000 yuan! wrong! Why are you selling federal property? You robber!

Uncle Ai Ishimura hesitated for a while and then decisively agreed.

joke.

If you don't agree, where can you find such cheap military machine tools in the future? The captain will deliver it himself. 30,000 yuan may seem like a lot, but can't you use your share of the money to pay it back over time?

purchase!

Must buy!

Then there are the players in the scientific research team, led by my name is Magnetic Pump.

In reality, this group of people are all experts, professors and top students. Although they rarely go to the battlefield, they have helped Chu Hang no less. Apart from the Aurora Team, they are the richest.

"Captain, we want this fighter jet production line!"

Chu Hang also took a look.

"Technical level D5, green quality, price 100,000, same installment policy."

"no problem!"

The magnetic pump agreed without hesitation.

The federal fighter production line is much more advanced than that of Blue Star. Making money in the game is secondary. If you can learn some skills and publish them in real life, that will be a good opportunity to become famous!

Chu Hang knew what they were thinking, and other than sneered in his heart, he did not remind them.

Finally, Chaoyang, the spokesperson of Rheinland and 3826 facilities.

They summed it up.

"Captain, we want this production line, but we don't know if it's expensive, haha..."

Rhine smiled shyly, but his eyes sparkled.

Chu Hang glanced at the precision production line located in a separate dust-free workshop and showed approval.

"The federation's power armor production line has a technical level of D9. The quality is green and bluish. It is the most advanced good thing on this ship. It costs 150,000. The installment must be 28 cents. Pay off the debt first!"

"Okay, no problem!"

Rhine agreed decisively, and Chaoyang beside him was always cheerful.

On the other hand, the young man who had been following Chaoyang looked ecstatic. If you looked carefully, you could still see the scarlet deep in his eyes.

Chu Hang frowned.

Is this a talent in reality? It can actually be brought here. This young man's soul is quite special. I don't know if it is the product of that plan.

"Now that the selection has been made, let's start the SCV action! We don't have much time, we must pack up and leave before the Imperials attack..."

…

Half an hour later,

Among the ruins in the distance of the Holy Stone.

Silence has returned to the surroundings, except for the distant Sacred Stone. The Yuan Sail is still suppressing the Imperial Army, preventing them from rushing into the Sacred Stone unscrupulously.

"Is that Chu Hang's ship? It fired continuously for half an hour without stopping, hum!"

Although I didn’t say anything nice to praise.

But the envy in his eyes can be understood by everyone.

This place is empty, and in such a harsh environment, it can still maintain high-intensity firepower output stably. From this, it can be seen that it is a pretty awesome ship, at least more awesome than the spaceships present.

If you can rob Chu Hang's ship, it's not much better than the imperial frigate!

pity,

This kind of thought can only occur at night, and it’s time to wake up from daytime dreams.

"General, good news! Chief Donald succeeded. They captured an imperial frigate and are now coming to join us! He asked me to confirm with you whether we will be attacked by Chu Hang if we take off now?"

Tom was excited at first, but his face immediately turned sour after hearing this. He must have thought of Chu Hang moving on his ship.

"Let him come directly! I have informed Chu Hang and he will not fall out!"

"Yes, I'll launch the flare right now!"

His men were in awe, and he thought it was his general who had Chu Hang under control, but the truth was exactly the opposite.

But that doesn't matter anymore.

Because the last few hundred people they have left can finally escape from this hell!

Soon after,

An Aquitens-class frigate painted by the Empire's Death Legion descended from the sky, opened the bottom gate, and Donald, wearing a colorful coat, strode out of it.

"Lao Tang, luckily you have lived up to your destiny!"

Tom could tell at a glance that Donald had really participated in the battle, and he instantly felt a little more respect for this old friend.

He excitedly went forward and hugged Donald, then led the equally excited Federation survivors behind him to board the Imperial warship with traces of fighting everywhere.

"Old Don, you know, we created a miracle!"

Tom and his guards came to the blood-stained and bullet-ridden bridge with Donald.

"We not only escaped from the siege of an Imperial fleet, but also captured an Imperial warship with hundreds of people! This achievement, those fat-bellied bureaucrats can never take it away!"

After a series of setbacks, this was the first time he was so close to success.

So he talked to Donald with great excitement.

Donald was also very excited.

"Haha, of course. I'm thinking about publishing a personal biography when I go back. How about calling it "48 Hours Later"?"

"By the way, I have another good news! There is a war report from Major General Nick on the ship. It says that their fleet intercepted a federal spacecraft that was about to jump and escape over the third district. If I'm not mistaken, all the officials in the base camp should be on that ship!"

"Really!"

Tom was overjoyed and quickly took out the red wine and poured a glass for each of them.

"This is the second good news I've heard tonight! Without those villains, our military exploits are set in stone. When we go back, we will all become heroes!"

"Cheers!"

"To the dead soldiers!"

"To our future!"

"There's still money to be made~"

The two smiled at each other and drank the red wine in the glass.

Then Tom smashed the glass heavily on the ground and said in high spirits:

"Set sail, we're going home!"

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