Born to Be Rebellious [Quick Transmigration]

Hall carefully listened to the flustered and incoherent narration of the manager of the Second Medical Research Center, and then replied briefly and forcefully:

"Okay, I know."

Before the other party answered, he turned off the communication device, took a deep breath, and slowly raised his head:

"So what do you want?"

——The protagonist in their dialogue is sitting in front of him alive.

Seeing Gexiu resting his chin with one hand, he commented in a pertinent way:

"Looks like I've caused quite a commotion."

Hall resisted the urge to roll his eyes: "What do you think?"

This question obviously needs no answer.

Ge Xiu ignored Hall's sarcasm, just jumped off the chair lightly, and said lightly: "You know what I want."

Hall did know.

Soldiers, weapons, fleets.

He sighed and shook his head: "According to your current physical condition, the isolation room of the Second Medical Center is where you should stay. If the captain comes back and finds out, I will let you..."

Before Hall finished speaking, Gexiu interrupted him:

"If he can come back."

There was no extra emotion in his voice, but the sharp meaning contained in it was like a head-on blow. Hall felt his internal organs began to stir slowly, and a dull pain with a coppery smell spread out. Come on, he gritted his teeth and couldn't say another word.

Gosho glanced at him:

"If he does ask, you can tell him I coerced you."

Although the eyes of the two only met for a short time, Hall felt as if he had been cut open by something sharp. His internal organs and bones were exposed to the other party's scrutiny. Hall took the initiative to look away. , dodged, like a silent retreat.

"Of course, I'm really going to do that."

Ge Xiu added grandly.He spread his palm on the table, and the unknown miniature firearm in his palm gleamed coldly and hard under the light.

After looking at each other for a long time, Hall sighed, and finally pulled out the control panel in compromise.

Ge Xiu smiled, and once again jumped onto the seat he had just taken, shaking his two slender legs contentedly.

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The Alliance understands that the rebels will do whatever it takes to help Lu Lai get out of trouble, and they know even more that once Lu Lai really escapes from this cage of madness and hysteria, the Alliance will have no chance of winning, so they can only do whatever it takes. Luley's life at all costs - and they're not short of trying.Although the besieged fleet was forced to retreat to the galaxy, it still stubbornly purges, using the terrain to attack again and again, trying to repel the alliance army that they wiped out.

The Union Army was not reconciled to this stalemate.

They cut off all energy supplies, sealed off the entire area with a murderous fleet, and even arranged invisible laser minefields and signal interception areas stretching thousands of miles around the galaxy to block reinforcements and prevent a breakout.

Hall is equally tense and urgent.

He has sent troops to support him many times, but the galaxy where the First Medical Center is located is too deep into the hinterland of the alliance-controlled area. Even if a fleet escapes the encirclement and interception by chance, it cannot cross the murderous laser area.

And other battle situations are also in urgent need of support.

He is now in a dangerous dilemma.

Therefore, all hopes and possible turning points are pinned on an outsider. This is a gamble that bets his life and the entire interstellar, and Gosho is the variable in it. The boundary between victory and destruction is so Fragile and delicate, as long as he makes a wrong move, it will be irreversible, but Hall has to compromise with the unknown—because he has no other choice.

Gosho is well aware of the dangers involved - and he enjoys it.

He sat upright on the command chair, his fingers were extremely heavy and steady, almost without any hesitation or trembling, he drove the ship at an extremely tricky angle to narrowly avoid the light bullets that shot straight in front of him.

Just half a second later, the positioning of the heat-seeking missile was completed.

A silent and gorgeous explosion exploded not far away, and the crimson flames illuminated the porthole.

Gexiu didn't slow down, instead he fully charged his driving energy, and rushed straight through the hot explosion core——

His pupils constricted due to high excitement, his nose fluttered slightly, and the bow of his lips was filled with obvious joy and cruelty. The sharp canine teeth protruded from under his thin lips, as if smelling a trace of blood in the unfathomable sea. shark.

Ge Xiu deeply loves the pleasure brought by dancing on the edge of the abyss, and the deadly stimulation brought by the highly tense nerves.

These feelings are like a high-purity stimulant, his rusty and dull joints began to move again, and the lazy stiffness hoarded by curling up in the isolation cabin was quickly burned away, and converted into something more efficient and dangerous things.He seemed born for it.

The speed of the ship slowed down.

Several crew members undid the safety device, rushed to the toilet and began to vomit. Although the rest of the crew were still sitting in their seats, they were equally listless and pale.

Their captain is crazy.

The experience of breaking out in the past few days has deeply engraved this cognition in their cerebral cortex.

Ge Xiu casually glanced back and laughed:

"Not bad, I only vomited four this time."

Yes, this time.

The crew frowned in pain, and the unbearable memories of the past few days came back again - the first encounter with an enemy ship, except for Xiao Yi, who had already experienced Gosho's driving style, and several other crew members who also came from Junk Star , and none of the others were spared.Some even vomited directly into the helmet and nearly choked to death on the vomit that floated due to weightlessness.

Gosho stretched himself.

The squinted eyes were covered under the black and moist eyelashes, which seemed extraordinarily harmless.The thin body is stretched and elongated, like a tired cat curled up by the stove after eating and drinking.

The dullness and depression that had accumulated for several months were finally swept away.

He waved at Xiao Yi, with a tired voice:

"Next you drive."

The crew, without exception, breathed a sigh of relief.

Their eyes were moist, and they watched Xiaoyi who was going to hand over the position with emotion. They had never thanked God so sincerely for hearing their prayers, and finally made this nightmare stop.

Ge Xiu curled up on an empty chair and yawned: "Call me when you reach the laser zone marked on the star map."

After speaking, he fell asleep without any burden.

The most dangerous area with the densest sentry posts has ended, and the next journey needs to pass through an extremely long isolation area. At the end of the isolation area is a dense and deadly laser minefield. This is always a special destructive weapon produced by the alliance military laboratory. It cannot be disturbed and dismantled before it is activated, and it can change its position randomly. Even the most accurate and sensitive detection devices in existence cannot detect its existence. It is enough to cause the greatest casualties with the least cost, and it is extremely vicious and difficult to deal with.

And this characteristic is mutual-after the deployment is over, the alliance warships are also unable to detect the exact location of the minefield.

Only a few senior generals have specially made minefield signal maps, which are properly stored in the huge main ship that cannot be hijacked by Lulaifang, and will only be used when formulating specific raid plans, while the lower-level low-level All a warship needs to do is obey orders.

The reason this quarantine zone exists is for self-preservation.

It is to prevent the alliance's own low-level warships from being accidentally injured by it.

The location of the laser zone marked on the star map is the last signal sent back by the scout ship that Hall sent out, the longest surviving ship.

That should be the edge of the minefield.

The sea of ​​stars ahead is dark and distant, like an abyss shimmering with light.

Xiao Yi drove the ship quietly through the starry sky.During the period when Gexiu was receiving treatment, he received systematic ship piloting and combat training on the main ship. His talent was very high, and with Gexiu as an outstanding enlightenment teacher, he quickly became a With the formation of a battleship captain who can act alone, his military rank and treatment also soared.However, when Gexiu recruited crew members, he still signed up without hesitation, and willingly followed as a crew member.

Although he has already left Garbage Star, in his heart he is still the skinny child struggling to survive in the wilderness.

On Garbage Star, he used to be a protector, but he didn't know when, his former partner became so dazzling and powerful, leaving him far behind, no matter how hard he studied, he couldn't keep up with him - So, after knowing that the iron piece that he once thought was an amulet was actually a miner's identity card, Xiao Yi was lost for a long time.

However, he soon picked himself up.

Since that is not a real talisman, let yourself be a talisman to protect the other party.

He is eager to fight side by side with his former childhood playmate again, so that the other party can see his ability to grow up.

Then when the war is over, they can go home together.

Xiao Yi turned his head and glanced at Ge Xiu who was sleeping soundly curled up on the chair, his heart was warm and peaceful.

Although he is aware of the specific situation, he has a kind of blind optimism. After all, Xiao Qi is so powerful, how could a little illness affect him!

The small starship quietly walked through the meteorite belt, gliding through one after another of the deserted and abandoned planets due to the flames of war, and finally came to the position marked on the star map.Xiao Yi cautiously kept a distance from that bright red coordinate.

The universe ahead is silent and dark, without a ray of light, and without any wandering celestial bodies, like a swamp that can absorb all matter, exuding an ominous breath of death.

Xiao Yi felt his fingertips tremble slightly due to nervousness, he took a deep breath slowly to calm himself down, and then turned his head to look at Ge Xiu.

Unexpectedly, Gosho had already woken up.

He hugged his knees and curled up quietly in the chair, staring intently at the bottomless darkness outside the porthole, his expression was so lucid that one even suspected that his deep sleep just now was just an illusion.

Xiao Yi was taken aback by Ge Xiu's expression, he collected himself, and was about to give him the position of the command chair.

But unexpectedly, Gexiu shook his head, and just slowly reported a series of numbers:

"2736484.837, 6274738.9214"

Xiao Yi was stunned for a while, and it took a while to realize that what Ge Xiu was talking about was the coordinate system——

It was a location only 500 meters away from them.

He carefully steered the ship, heading in a straight line to the coordinates that Gosho said——

After 1 minute, the ship is in place.None of the lasers were fired.

"2736484.526, 6274738.9311"

The second coordinate popped up almost without any pause, and Gosho's voice was calm and steady, with almost no fluctuations: "The balance bar is tilted by 41.43%, the steering gear is down by 0.012°, and the power unit remains unchanged."

Each coordinate is followed by extremely precise operating instructions, and each time the distance is closer and shorter than the previous one.

The concept of time can hardly exist anymore, the air seems to have stagnated into a viscous and thick solid, tightly wrapping everyone in the cabin, with tons of pressure increasing with every millisecond, sucking rough And dry, icy-cold gas with a rough feeling, and then exhaled a turbid breath that was hot like magma.

Everyone was tense to the limit, and the sound of their own nerves collapsing could almost be heard in their ears, as if they would fall into a crazy collapse in the next second.

But then another second after another.

then an hour

Five hours.

ten hours.

The thick protective clothing on Xiao Yi's body was soaked with sweat and dried in the shade, and then drenched again, his jet-black forehead hair was wet and only stuck to his cheeks, his eyes were a little slack, but there was always a bit of paranoid and stubbornness in his pupils. Light.His fingers are steady.

It seemed that this part of the limb had been stripped from his body and became an independent living body.

He always carried out Gosho's orders precisely and exactly.

The thick and sticky darkness tightly wrapped the ship, as if it wanted to press and soak inward, invading it bit by bit.

Invisible, unknowable dangers lurk in the darkness, watching, eroding and devouring them completely with their huge bodies.

And Gexiu's voice seemed to be the only light source in this boundless darkness. Although it was weak, it was clear and stable. Behind, in front of, and around, everything was dark, but the space just one step ahead was illuminated.

One step, one step, one step.

Another step.

His voice has always maintained an almost terrifying calmness and precision, guiding the way ahead.

I don't know how long it took.

The crew in the cabin have lost their ability to perceive time.It seems that hundreds of centuries have passed by them, the world outside their ships is spinning and moving, stars are collapsing, galaxies are dying, nebulae are compressing, stars are being born, but the dead silence that surrounds them seems to be eternal. Unchanged, abandoned outside the universe and the world.

at last.

"We're out."

Gosho said in a hoarse voice that could hardly hear the original timbre.

All perceptions of the outside world suddenly poured into everyone's bodies, and the rich, intense, and surging emotions overwhelmed them, making them overwhelmed.

Xiao Yi slowly lifted his stiff and immobile fingers, and it took him a long time to realize the wet and cold tears on his cheeks. He untied the protective device on his body tremblingly, and fell down from the command chair. With the ecstasy of escaping from death, he looked at Ge Xiu who was sitting aside, his vocal cords were rusty like a machine that had not been used for a hundred years:

"...I, we, succeeded..."

The rest of his words stuck in his throat, and the expression on his face froze.

I saw Ge Xiu still maintained the previous posture, his thin body curled up quietly in the chair, his shoulder blades were as fragile as a thin piece of paper, his face was so pale that there was almost no color, it could almost melt into the back in the darkness.

His expression was peaceful, his eyes closed.

Two lines of dazzling bright red bloodstains flowed quietly from under his eyelids.