Earth Invasion

Chapter 41 The Great Escape

Space is desolate, because there is no transmission medium, and in the universe, the most lively sound cannot be transmitted.In this silent world, people always feel a little lonely.Even if there is another satellite not far from the satellite you live in, it can hardly make you feel vitality without the slightest sound.

In fact, not only between two satellites, even on the same industrial satellite, this feeling will not be much better.For example, in Picasso of L3, when the workers are flying from the surrounding gravity dormitory to the main body of the satellite, if they don’t walk together, it feels like they have crashed into a large cemetery.

But today the people in the repair and port departments aboard the Picasso satellite were destined to have an unusual day.Because they had just entered the parking area of ​​the spaceship, they saw a corpse whose head had turned into a flowering steamed bun floating above the British passenger ship.

Then the whole factory was stunned.

Losses were quickly tallied, with nothing lost to the port and repair yards, but about two-thirds of the crew on board the British ship were dead.The rest of the wounded were locked up and gagged in the cargo hold of the spacecraft.One of the UFPs on board was missing, and rescuers found a broken steel cable on the ground.This shows that the lost UFP was probably driven away by the driver.

In addition, the ship that sent supplies from the moon disappeared. What's more, after counting the number of people, they found that the intern from SCO was missing.

Is it a terrorist attack? !The person in charge of the satellite was astonished.Could it be that people in the space circle did it?But they later overturned that idea after reading the damage report.

Only the British suffered, so it seems that it is not a terrorist attack on the satellite, but more like someone is targeting the British.And those surviving British hesitated and said nothing about what was lost on their ship!
Most of the satellite's interior factories belong to the French.The more unlucky they are for the British shit scramblers, the happier the Gallic chickens.Moreover, the arrogant British attitude of investigating the satellite monitoring system is also irritating.

The consequence of this development is that the temper of the French has come up.They began to endlessly ask for instructions from each higher-level department, and they did not ask for instructions together, but one by one, which made it clear that they were doing foreign work.

It turns out that bureaucracies have plenty of excuses if they want to buy time.

When the French finally opened the surveillance video to the British, what they found was only a tampered, completely normal surveillance video.Not only that, they found that the file system of the port had also been invaded, and all the information about the ship that sent supplies from the moon had disappeared.

However, the staff at the port still remembered the model of the spacecraft, the retired SCO frigate type 653H2, contacted the mysteriously missing SCO intern, and the person in charge of the satellite came up with a very unreliable idea. .

The behemoth of the SCO wants to trouble the Anglo-Saxons.

This is no joke!
Because of this outrageous conjecture, the private security company located in the L3 area did not have a single ship to search and track.What the person in charge of the satellite can do is to report the situation of the port to the NATO government at all levels, and at the same time report the British's completely uncooperative attitude.

In this way, time is delayed.The news did not reach No. 4 Downing Street in London until Glide No. 10 had entered the range of L[-].No ship on the way tried to intercept it.

"Finally, there is no danger." Dongfang Hao turned his neck on the captain's seat. After entering L4, there were obviously more ships sailing in space.

"Curry, put away the bow reconnection gun, close the heavy particle cannon gun door, and disarm the close-in defense system. We are about to enter the airspace of L4 soon, so don't cause trouble."

"Ok."

"Milang, prepare to slow down!"

"Understood, the main engine enters the idle state, and the plasma engine enters low power. Turn on the bow reverse thrust, and the deceleration begins."

The speed indicator on the display slowly slowed down.People in the bridge left their positions one after another and began to move their stiff bodies.After entering the low-speed navigation state of L4, the shipboard control personality Liuli will take over the flight control of the spacecraft and fly to L1 according to the established route.After all, this is the SCO's territory. Even if there are chasing ships, they have no way to intercept a spaceship under the SCO's nose without solid evidence, unless they want to be sunk by someone.

"Okay, okay." Dongfang Hao slapped his hands casually twice, "The first half of the journey has ended smoothly, and the rest is about the periphery of L1. Now everyone go to sleep and refresh yourself."

"Yes~"

"Understood~"

"Oh~ I'm so sleepy... Insufficient sleep is the enemy of beauty."

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A group of people returned to their cabins one after another. Dongfang Hao also left the bridge after setting the procedures for Liuli to do in case of an emergency.When he passed the kitchen, he found that the cook was sitting in a daze, while Xiao Xi (the little maid said she could be called that) was scrubbing the tableware on the boat.

"Cook, what are you doing?" Dongfang Hao pushed on the conveyor belt and floated into the kitchen.

"Mr. Captain, what do you need?" The little maid bowed to him and asked him what he needed with a smile.She was wearing a translator, a rather large casual dress, and a big apron on the outside—that was usually worn by the cook Ai Cixiu, and it looked like a big white robe on Xiao Xi's body.

"You're busy with your work, I'll chat with the cook casually." Dongfang Hao felt somewhat incredulous about Xiao Xi's behavior.When the cook got her off the British boat, Xiao Xi's situation was very miserable.When Ankalin operated on her, he took out sundries such as screw caps, broken cucumbers, egg skins, and even wine bottle lids, as well as several electric toys.At that time, the little maid was on her last breath, and from the British to the glide eight, her blood did not stop.

Unexpectedly, after Ankalin performed the operation on her and put her in the repair cabin for half an hour, she woke up again and began to perform her duties as a maid.This made people wonder, not only the Assyrian's physical fitness, but also Xiao Xi's maid soul.

(End of this chapter)