Black Moonlight's vest fell again

The weird celestial phenomena almost engulfed the entire star field, and the raging energy flames blazed.

Inside the aerial photography ship of Interstellar Media Group, there were screams one after another.

Even if human beings shrink back to a small planet, they are still a highly developed race in the entertainment industry.

Interstellar Media Group is the largest entertainment company of human beings. It rose up in the live broadcast of the garbage star's Gu-style cultivation of soldiers. After recording the reality show of the great leader 11X from the garbage star Gu king to the great leader of mankind, it almost ate took all its share of entertainment.

11X is a very smart guy.She has a shrewd side to her political animal.

With the help of Interstellar Media Group, 11X showed the public an almost perfect personality in front of the camera, and sat on the throne of the commander of the Human Alliance with a high approval rate.

11X, which sat at the highest position, reciprocated. In many military exercises and military parades, Star Media Group was designated as the only official live broadcast channel, which made Star Media a lot of money.It can be said that interstellar media and 11X are complementary to each other.

If it weren't for 11X's heroic sacrifice at the end, Interstellar Media Group should have had a better development.

1000 years have passed, and established media companies are also facing the tragedy of industry decline.

The three fronts of human beings have been lost one after another. In extreme despair, human beings have begun to "entertain to death", refusing to understand the news and battle situation, and indulging in all exciting entertainment methods.

The above are the thoughts of the pilot of Interstellar Media at the moment of the crash.

He didn't know why he thought about all these things in the last few seconds of his life, why he thought about the historical figure 11X instead of his cute little sister.

Perhaps I have received too much political education recently.

The pilot watched the crust in front of him getting closer and closer with a blank face, closed his eyes, and waited for the merciless impact and explosion.

A group of them passed through this star field after interviewing the frontal battlefield, but they were about to be handed over to the Mastermind Star by a terrible celestial phenomenon.Even if you don't blow up here, you will become a prisoner of the mastermind.

The Star Mastermind is getting closer and closer, and several people in the ship can already hear the sharp, teeth-piercing whistling sound of the solar wind blowing on the surface!The falling speed of the spaceship is getting faster and faster!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The audience in the live broadcast room were also screaming in unison!
"Ah, ah, the plane is about to crash!"

"Come on, is there anyone who can save them!"

"I called the police!"

"It's useless to call the police! Do you want to collect the corpse on the Star of the Mastermind?"

The live broadcast of the crash scene was so tragic that the number of viewers in the news broadcast room rapidly increased. The long-suspended Interstellar Media finally felt the thrill of being popular, but it was just before death.

The pilot, looking at the crust so close in front of him, yanked back on the handle in desperation.Because of the turbulent energy sweeping, all electronic control equipment failed, and the oldest manual driving method had to be used.

"You will die." A calm voice sounded.

The voice was calm, but it exploded from the back of the pilot's head to the soles of his feet like a thunderbolt!

How could anyone be?

The pilot shuddered, seeing the ground getting closer and closer to the ground ahead, and the creepy unexpected visitor behind him, who didn't know how to die, which was more tragic.He turned around in a hurry, the speed of the fall was too fast, he was tied to the seat by the seat belt, his heart was hanging high, and he was about to vomit, and he couldn't complete the movement of turning back no matter what.

During the turmoil, one hand took out a laser gun from under the control panel familiarly, and pressed it against his temple. The calm voice behind him sounded again:
"The wrench on your left, pull back hard."

The pilot finally screamed: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Grab his hand with one hand and pull back the wrench on the left hand side!
The spaceship that was falling crazily gave a sudden meal!
"Under your left foot, between the three pedals, step on it."

The pilot has already been numb all over from this series of stimuli. Hearing this, he stepped on the pedal tremblingly with all his strength. The next second, he heard again:
"Press the red button in front with your right hand!"

red button?

At some point, the pilot's face was covered with snot. He looked at the clear ground in front of him, tremblingly looking for the red button...

A small, inconspicuous button, dark brown with dust.

In death, even if it was a bomb, he pressed it.

The moment he pressed it, he was thrown heavily on the seat, and his heart almost hit the top of his head!

The pilot closed his eyes tightly and screamed!

The expected death did not come, he opened his eyes a little, and found that the spaceship had rubbed a deep mark on the main brain star, and then rushed up into the night sky again in a "V" trajectory!

Before the pilot had time to celebrate the rest of his life after death, the laser gun on the temple tightened.Cheers came from the back cabin:
"We're saved! Ulla! Saved!"

Cheers erupted, making the cockpit extremely quiet.

As soon as the first energy wave passed, Rong Zhi skillfully switched the autopilot mode, and took out the rope from under the main control panel familiarly, and tied up the pilot.

The pilot looked as if he had seen a ghost.

In the live news room, the barrage was also flooding the screen like a tide:
"The pilot is mighty!"

"Ah, ah, I'm saved!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo I'm crying."

With tears in their eyes, the cameraman and others waited for the speed of the spacecraft to stabilize, and the cockpit door opened.

The pilot was pushed out with his head down.

The people who were about to rush forward were stunned.

The girl in a loose prison uniform pressed a laser gun against the pilot's temple while smiling:

"How are you, old friends."

Her prison uniform has obvious characteristics, and she is the felony section of the highest-level prison in the interstellar, which is managed by the mastermind.

There was still a piece of dried blood splattered on her face.

In the live news room, the crowd of viewers who were surging like a tidal wave stagnated in leaving messages.

In an instant, everyone watching the live broadcast went numb.

It was only then that Rong Zhi noticed that the camera in the live broadcast room was on.

Her eyes fell on the professional communication equipment of Interstellar Media Group, and she instantly met the audience in the live broadcast room.

At this moment, I don't know how many people trembled in fear.

"Huh? Everyone is here." Her black eyes swept around, "That's just right, save me trouble."

"This ship is mine." The girl announced calmly.

The pilot was trembling and tongue-tied.

How could there be such a calm gangster!
"I... I am the human rebel army!" The pilot barely squeezed out a few words, "You kill me, I am not afraid of death!"

"Oh." The girl looked at the live broadcast room.

The audience finally came alive, and in an instant, the messages in the live broadcast room rose like a tide again!

"Are there any high-level people watching?" She slowly shouted into the live broadcast room, "I just released hundreds of prisoners from the prison, and there are at least a hundred senior prisoners of war from the human rebel army."

"Talk to me, or... I'll kill them all."