The Empire begins with the Fourth Scourge

121. Christmas Gift Pack

Chao Lianhua made a lightning move, grabbed Yuri's wrist, kicked his ankle back and twisted his hand, Yuri screamed and was pushed to the ground by her, "Sorry, I don't like online dating. I'm not interested in anything other than that."

"Hey, hey, let go, let go... I was wrong, I was wrong!" Yuri-Olov hurriedly begged for mercy, and Super Lotus then let him go.

Yuri grinned and turned on the communicator, "Vitale, hiss...yes, it's me! Yuri! Haha, hiss...it's nothing, I twisted my waist just now...his... You Santa Claus, it's time to go. Remember, this time is a big gift bag, understand? Big gift bag!"

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In the desert outside the Tatooine planet, more than a dozen people were resting in a small oasis. They huddled in the limited shade of the only two green plants, curled up as much as possible to avoid being exposed to the scorching sun.

"The village we robbed before had only 20 rations and 8 drinking water. We need to find the next target as soon as possible." Broderick Gravel handed a bottle of water to Magtan Scar who was sitting beside him.

Scar took the water, took a sip cautiously, and passed it on to the other brothers. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "This supply is not enough at all, but the surrounding villages that can be robbed have already been robbed. If we continue to wander in this area, Jabba's people will lock our range of activities sooner or later." .”

"Now we can only go to this space port to try our luck, but the guards over there should be very strong." Broderick Rubble said, pointing to the map.

"Brother, do I think we should go back to Gardulla and ask her to airdrop a batch of supplies for us?" Magtan-Scar asked back.

Shi Shi sneered, "When Gardulla was in trouble, her first reaction was to kick us away, and wanted us to get rid of the relationship! Now go back to find her, what face will she use?"

"Then what should we do?" Scar looked around, and the brothers all looked at him eagerly.

They have been running and robbing in the desert of Tatooine for more than 3 months. There are only more than 10 people left in the original team of more than 50 people, but the remaining ones are all masters who are one in a million !

During this time, they basically relied on the ammunition and supplies that Yuri buried last time to survive.

After that, Yuri's younger brother, Vitaly Olov also sneaked over to deliver supplies several times. But he didn't show up every time, he just told the T-850-Jason Statham who threw the supply coordinates to Broderick Gravel, and then he took the Gravel gang to pick it up.

That's how I got through the hardest days.

They were desperate, Gardullah was unreliable at all, and Jabba wanted to pull their skins, but there was no way to leave the hell of Tatooine, and he could only persist until now with his own will.

But even so, they have reached their limit.

Shi Shi looked at his brothers and hesitated for a while. In this team, his younger brother Scar is undoubtedly the most violent and fierce one, but relatively speaking, Rubble is much more rational. Because of this, many major decisions are also made with gravel.

He also understood that every word he uttered next was related to the lives of these brothers who lived and died.

"Go and snatch that space port! Big deal, we brothers will die together!" A flame ignited in Ruin Shi's heart, and he roared loudly.

"Yes! Fight!!"

"Kill it!! Roar!!!" Those brothers roared loudly.

"I suggest you wait a moment." Suddenly, Jason Statham's flat voice came. Everyone is looking at it.

During the time of fleeing, Jason Statham not only led them to find a large amount of supplies, but also saved them from fire and water many times with his hard body and super fighting skills during the battle.

If it wasn't a robot, Jason Statham could even challenge Broderick Gravel's authority!

But in fact, Jason Statham usually doesn't say a word, what Gravel and Scar say, it does. But this time, it actually took the initiative to speak!

"What do you want to say? Jason." Scar asked in a deep voice.

Jason turned his head. Under the rough-welded helmet, a pair of electronic eyes gleamed with scarlet light, "Santa Claus, he's here."

"Santa Claus!" Scar suddenly lifted his spirits, "You mean Yuri? He's here? What's he doing here?"

"Santa Claus, of course he brought Christmas presents," Jason said.

"Can he get us off the damn planet?"

"I don't think so." After Jason finished speaking, he stopped talking.

Gravel and Scar looked at each other, and sat down slowly again, but their eyes kept falling on the hot robot standing under the sun.

About an hour later, when Gravel's patience had almost reached its limit, a sudden drizzle fell from the sky!

People who have been scorched in the desert for several days want nothing more than this!

"Water! There's water!!" a Gamor shouted loudly, rushing out and sticking out his tongue to catch the rainwater.

"It doesn't rain on Tatooine." Broderick Gravel raised his hand and set up a pergola to look at the sky. After a while, he saw a YV-865 Oro-class cargo ship descending from the sky.

Vitaly Olov stood at the open cabin door, holding a water pipe in his hand, laughing wildly and sprinkling water, "Hahahahahaha!! Santa Claus is coming, it will rain if it doesn't snow! Hahahaha!"

The gravel brothers ran out to fetch water one after another, and the scene was chaotic. However, Broderick Gravel just stood there, looking at the sky coldly.

The Oro-class cargo ship turned a few times in the air before slowly falling down.

"Come on, eat and drink, everything!!" Vitali opened his hands and said to the gravel group.

The burly spaceship pilot Glory Judith stepped out and stood guarding behind him like a wall.

Several B-1 battle robots came down and started to carry down crates of compressed biscuits and cans of water, and the gang of desperadoes immediately threw themselves into the food to feast on.

Broderick-Gravel didn't eat or drink, he just walked up to Vitaly and said coldly, "Take us out of here."

"Hehehehe...Leave? Oh, you think too much about your friends." With the cards in hand, Vitaly Olov became more rigid, "Santa Claus only gives gifts, and does not provide passenger services."

Click! Crushed Stone picked up a Type 21 assault rifle with one hand, put it directly on Vitali's forehead, and said word by word, "I said, take, we, let, leave!"