Interstellar Apocalypse: I lead players to dismantle spaceships

"Lao Tang, Colonel Dodge from the base invited us to a banquet!"

Soon, the Martin docked smoothly.

Donald said to Tom excitedly that they had been on tenterhooks and lacked supplies all the way, and it was indeed a long time since they had attended a banquet.

"banquet?"

Tom was instinctively averse to drinking.

"Let's slow down the celebration first! This matter won't really be over until we return to Farrowston and hand over the prisoners to the Military Intelligence Agency. Then I will definitely invite everyone on the ship to drink! I still want to find a drink first. People are repairing the ship and loading supplies..."

Donald immediately explained.

"Haha, Lao Tang, you are too cautious! When you return, you will definitely be welcomed as a hero by the Federation. After all, you have captured a member of the mysterious force that has devastated the empire~ You may be directly promoted to major general!"

Donald is very optimistic;

"Furthermore, looking at the size of this base, at least a whole squadron will be stationed here. Even if we have a drink tonight, nothing will happen! Maybe when you wake up tomorrow morning, you will be surprised to find that our warships have already been parked in the dock. Repaired!"

"Okay! I think you are right. I am too impatient. When I think of being able to completely dig out Chu Hang's secret, I can't eat~"

"Haha, who doesn't want to completely kill Chu Hang, but we have to do it step by step! Don't worry~ We have already gained a huge advantage!"

Faced with Donald's warm invitation, Tom couldn't resist, and finally had no choice but to attend the cocktail party.

However, he went there wearing a military uniform and accompanied by guards, without giving the other party any face.

Donald was also helpless about this. ׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º×

An hour later.

"Colonel Dodge, thank you very much for your hospitality. I wonder when we can arrange for manpower to repair the hyperspace engine for our ship? Our ship has a secret mission and needs to return to Farrowston as soon as possible!"

At the extraordinarily sumptuous dinner table, Tom spent the banquet hosted by Colonel Dodge with deep thoughts.

During this period, Colonel Dodge had been observing secretly.

The temperament of these two people was completely inconsistent with Dodge's stereotype of federal officers, so he increasingly felt that there was something wrong with the other person, so he had a fight.

"Hey hey hey, why don't you drink this chicken soup? A bowl of chicken soup after this meal is a beautiful thing~"

Tom frowned slightly.

"Colonel, we have eaten. Thank you again, but please answer my questions!"

Tom, who has experienced too much, is no longer the silly boy who was just starting out.

Although he seemed absent-minded throughout the banquet, he was still keenly aware of Dodge's anomaly. He already held the gun in his hand under the table and sent a code signal to his men outside.

At this point, Dodge thought his performance was flawless.

"Well, to be honest, we in the remote countryside here really don't have the manpower and materials to repair an advanced Charon-class cruiser... If you are really in a hurry, how about I send you in a shuttle?"

Tom's heart suddenly became cold.

He felt his intelligence had been insulted.

With such a big base, you tell me that you can’t repair a Charon-class cruiser that has been in service for many years?

You are a liar!

He immediately wanted to refute, but now, the cup in Colonel Dodge's hand slipped and fell to the ground and shattered.

Snap——!

Colonel Dodge was known for throwing cups.

Immediately afterwards,

There were killing sounds outside, and there were waves of philosophical shouts. Finally, a group of soldiers with guns and live ammunition rushed in and surrounded the banquet hall.

"Haha, let's catch them without mercy, spies!"

Dodge was about to feel proud when he was suddenly pulled hard by the adjutant on the side and reminded in a low voice.

"Sir, look carefully before speaking!"

Dodge took a closer look and saw that all those coming in were Tom's men.

Through the door, he saw that all the garrison soldiers of his family were pointed at guns and squatting on the ground with their heads in their hands.

These losers!

By the time Dodge reacted, Tom's pistol was already pressed against his knee.

"Colonel Dodge, please explain!"

Tom's eyes flashed dangerously.

The accompanying Dodge adjutant had a pained expression on his face, saying, "I knew it would be like this." He helplessly explained the whole story of this farce to his boss.

Tom was doubtful.

That's it?

He thought it was the hostile forces in the army who wanted to intercept Hu, so why not repair them? He even thought about whether this base might have been infiltrated by Chu Hang's people...

Tom is indeed a severe patient with persecution paranoia. He always feels that "there are unscrupulous people who want to harm me!"

He slowly put the gun away.

He said to Dodge threateningly: "Colonel, as a federal brigadier general, I order you to cooperate with my mission! Before my ship is repaired and leaves here, I will control all the materials and troops in this base. Is there any problem? ?Um?"

"Haha, whatever!"

Dodge was also a temperamental person, and he was quite unhappy with this outsider, so he adopted an attitude of non-violence and non-cooperation, picked up the chicken soup on the table and drank tons of it.

The veins on Tom's forehead throbbed wildly, and he almost wanted to shoot the stupid pig.

In the end, Dodge's adjutant expressed his cooperation, which finally calmed down Tom's anger.

"Let's go to the base control room!"

A quarter of an hour later...

"Are you kidding me?"

Tom felt like his head was buzzing.

His grandma's stupid federal star map mistook him!

He obviously chose to come here to repair because he saw that there was a large federal base here and thought that the facilities and materials were complete.

Good guy!

The result is a whole big vegetable garden!

Where are all my advanced maintenance equipment?

They were exchanged for seeds and fertilizers...

Where is my large main battleship dock?

It was used to raise pigs...

Where is my war reserve warehouse full of precision parts?

It was used to store corn cobs...

"What a sin!!!"

Tom felt that his blood pressure was about to explode. What is going on!

Garrison troops?

Such an outrageous thing happened to him.

It was too difficult for him. Not only did he have to compete with Chu Hang in wits and courage, but he also had to be ganked by his own people. Fuck, I'm not going to do it anymore!

This was obviously a rant.

If he doesn't do it, who will?

In such a large base, the number of technicians who can repair spaceships can be counted on two hands. The others are all pig farmers, experts in the field of soilless cultivation, engineers in food processing plants, Michelin three-star chefs...

They can even build modern farms and water conservancy facilities by themselves!

In a word,

They can do anything, but they can't repair spaceships, especially the most complex hyperspace engines~

Tom was exhausted.

It's not that he didn't think about leaving by shuttle.

But think about the morality here...

Maybe after he left, the St. Martin would never be able to get off the slipway in his life, and the veterans he brought back would most likely be dragged to farm together, and then enjoy their old age in this corner of the universe...

Huh?

It seems that it is not unacceptable without Chu Hang's concern?

Damn it!

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