Knock wonders from the space station

Chapter 120 Erich Hartmann
Erich Hartmann also had bad luck when he came to the cemetery.

Not only was there no allied force nearby, even the allied army team that he managed to find in the special trial died unexpectedly, leaving him alone in the end.

He is 40 years old, but his family members were killed in a terrorist attack in the capital of the country. He has long been tired of the disputes between various forces, and feels extremely disgusted by the faces of politicians.

The reason why he still went to the Allied Army was because he was the most familiar with the Allied Army, that's all.

As for patriotism and national righteousness, it has long been smoothed out by the government's corruption and inaction.

Erich Hartmann is very tired, and now he just wants to find a force that can accommodate him, spend the remaining half of his life, or go out for a stroll, it doesn't matter where he dies.

That's it for today.

Hartman was driving his Mustang for a ride, and suddenly saw someone driving a meteorite on the channel, so he came over to join in the fun out of interest.

In the end, it didn't turn out to be a big hit, and I successfully put myself in it.

But it doesn't matter.

Since the opponent still valued his skills, he would always reward him with a bite of food. This could be regarded as a mistaken choice for a faction to join.

As for whether this group of people is good or bad, I don't care, anyway, I just follow along and wait to die, and the rest has nothing to do with me!

Thinking so, Hartman drove the crumbling Mustang into the airport under the dome.

"Hey, Anna, dear, you really should see the scenery here with your own eyes. You have always wanted to go to the Alps, but this place is actually pretty good..."

As soon as he entered the interior of Absolute Cloud Room, Hartman was pleasantly surprised by the exquisite ice sculptures and the huge space station inside, and lamented that he was lucky. At least this faction seemed to have good taste, not bad money, and the food should be good.

Hartman was still wondering why no one from the other party came to supervise him, and saw a large number of drones pouring out of the honeycomb of the surrounding meteorites, flying with the side of the fighter plane.

Through the cockpit, Hartman could see the plasma welding torches spinning on the underside of the drone.

If he makes any changes, the Mustang fighter will be instantly dismembered at this distance!
Escorted by the drone to park at the airport, Hartman let out a long breath, stroked the spotless joystick nostalgicly, and took out a photo of his deceased relative from the dashboard, his face full of tenderness.

"Little Anna, Dad is going to work in a new place, please bless Dad, Dad will write to you regularly!"

After speaking, Hartman picked up a small carry-on backpack, opened the cockpit cover and came out. Finally, he looked back at the scarred old man, turned and left.

The opponent should take away his fighter, and he may not even be able to return to the sky in this life...

Hartman felt that since he came here as an intruder, the other party would naturally not give him any preferential treatment, and he had already made enough psychological preparations.

It's okay to mix it up like this...

Entering the airport hall at the bottom of the dome through the corridor, the first thing Hartman saw were 20 heavily armed Shentang guards. Fiery goblin rifle.

If you are really rich, you can't afford it yourself!

The battle outside is not over yet, although it can be resolved quickly with Shentang's strength, but the guards here all seem to be calm and relaxed, and there is a beautiful oriental girl reading a book floating in the corner.

What is such a young child doing here? If he is a thug, this place will become a battlefield in a blink of an eye!
Hartman shook his head slightly, not quite understanding the management system of Shentang Sanctuary.

Soon, two guards stepped forward to stop him, one of them raised his left hand towards him, and an armguard-style electronic device on the outside of his arm was beeping, seemingly scanning.

The other person first confiscated the micro punch on his waist and the backpack in his hand, then put a metal bracelet on him, and at the same time asked in a business-like tone:
"Name, age, background, specialty, motive for attacking Shentang Sanctuary, and the position you want to work in the future, answer one by one truthfully!"

The problems came like a barrage, but Hartman was prepared.

"Erich Hartmann, 40 years old, Allied professional astronaut, space flight instructor, specialty...pilot, motive is...just passing by, what to do next...whatever, that's all."

After Hartman finished speaking, he immediately attracted strange eyes from the other party.

If you want to say that this person is nonsense, the previous identity is quite relevant; if you want to say that he is serious, the motive behind it seems to be a joke.

"Mr. Hartman, your answer now will affect the future situation, please treat it with caution! Now, do you have anything to modify and supplement?"

The Shentang guards stared at Hartman seriously, but Hartman shook his head slightly.

"That's all... can I have my backpack back?"

Another guard glanced at Hartman and began rummaging through his backpack, which found only a thick stack of papers besides two bottles of water and a bag of food.

The guard frowned suddenly. It was harder to find intact paper in the cemetery than clean water, and the oracle was also very expensive.

"what is this?"

"letter!"

"Letter? Are you writing a letter here? Who can receive it?" The guard became even more suspicious.

"It's really a letter, a letter from my family."

"No, these are temporarily detained until we investigate clearly!"

The guard refused mercilessly. Hartman was very sad, but he could only keep silent.

"He has no problem, return the things to him!"

At this time, a crisp female voice came, and Hartman realized that it was the girl who was out of place here.

Does her talk work?
"Yes! Miss Lin!"

The guard saluted, and returned the things to Hartman without hesitation.

Hartman looked surprised.

It actually works!
Does she have any special identity?
Just as Hartman was curious, a conflict broke out at another boarding gate. A mob tried to resist and snatch the weapon in the guard's hand when he was put on a bracelet!
At the same time, several other thugs also attacked at the same time, which seemed to have been premeditated.

The surrounding guards raised their guns immediately.

However, they were not ready to shoot, but to smash with the butt of their guns. Their strength was very strong, and the thugs were thrown out after struggling a few times, and were soon repaired with bloody wounds.

The seemingly fierce bandits were vulnerable in front of the guards.

Lin Yuexi, who was leaning on the side, yawned boredly. This level of resistance didn't require her to take action. She might as well stay outside and hunt bugs!
Then Hartman, together with other tamed predators, was pressed by the guards along the zero-gravity passage to the interior of the space station.

Until then, Shentang Sanctuary revealed the tip of the iceberg in front of Hartman.

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(End of this chapter)