Star Hunting Guide

The battle was fierce, and from time to time, one's own ship was hit by the enemy's artillery fire, and a harsh siren sounded from the loudspeaker. The first mate had made such a painful decision, and the captain of the guard had no choice: "Okay, I will report to the commander-in-chief immediately. Make a request."

Russell turned around and carried Beachy from the imperial doctor's arms. The child looked much better and stopped moaning. It seemed to be infected by the nervousness of the adults, and his eyes rolled back and forth.

"How is Baby Beach feeling?" Russell asked him as he kissed his forehead, and Beachy hugged his neck and rubbed his side face: "When will Dad and the King come to pick us up?"

"Be good, Beech, the father will be here soon." Russell hugged the child tightly, adjusted his expression to relax a little, and said briskly: "Let's play a game before the father comes."

"Okay." Beech immediately became happy when he heard that the game could be played, and asked curiously, blinking his eyes, "What game?" After all, he was just a one-year-old child, and he didn't realize that he was in a life-and-death situation .

"Let's play a game of 'how many people can you hide'. Let me think about it, I remember last time you hid two guards and one butler the most, this time let's try something even better."

"Okay, okay." Beachy liked to flirt with Dad the most, and said happily, "Then Dad, are you ready? I'm going to hide you."

"That can't be done. Dad has to help you count and time. Let's hide Baby Beech from Grandpa." Russell put him on the ground, raised his head, and said to Evans with a serious look: " Father, the children will be entrusted to you."

Evans looked at his daughter-in-law and nodded helplessly. After all, he was old. The last time he participated in the battle in Pandora, he felt that his combat effectiveness had dropped drastically. At this moment, he did not dare to be brave when facing the powerful rebels. Alas , if they were replaced by Sauter, maybe they could be rescued by one person alone...

"Grandpa, I'm going to start." Beachy looked at Evans eagerly. Usually, he just teased his brothers, housekeepers and servants. This is the first time for Grandpa to play with such a high standard, and his father is mighty. , even grandpa had to obediently listen to him.

Russell patted his head to show that it was all right, and in the blink of an eye, Evans, Panther, Yop, and the royal doctor all disappeared, leaving only the little little Beachy standing there and rolling his eyes: "Daddy, I'm still here!" Who can hide?"

"Well, let's play something different this time, not only to hide a lot, but also to hide for long enough." Panser had never received any special training before, and Russell didn't dare let him hide too much for fear of mistakes. Many people squatted down and looked at their little son, and said word by word, "Okay, Beachy, listen, the game has started, and from now on, Dad will count the time, you must do your best to hide them!" Well, unless you see the father, you must not let them out, understand?"

Beach nodded vigorously, looking at his father with sparkling eyes: "I see, the trophy belongs to the king, right?"

Russell's eyes were a little wet, but he still nodded with a smile: "Of course, it's a big and beautiful trophy."

"Sir, I have negotiated with the commander-in-chief, and I will contact Hercules immediately to surrender." The captain of the guard said.

Russell nodded, stood up and said: "Very good, now activate all the small spaceships in the Chang'e, find a skilled person to take Beech, and others cover, and everyone will fly out and mix with the ships of the escort fleet." Together, you and I stay on the Chang'e and prepare to surrender."

The captain of the guard acted according to his words, but within a few seconds he arranged the manpower, Russell handed Beachy over to a firewing guard, and said solemnly: "Please, promise me that I must hand over the prince to His Majesty Sauter. "

The guard took Beach and gave a solemn military salute: "I guarantee it with my life, sir."

"Let's go."

"Hug, Dad!" Beachy looked at the adult with a solemn and solemn expression and suddenly became a little scared. He stretched out his arms and wanted Russell to hug him. Russell patted his head comfortingly: "Be good, now uncle is going to take you to find your father." King, you have to listen to him in the future, and the rules of the game are sacred and cannot be violated, you have to remember the agreement with your father, otherwise no one will play games with you in the future."

Beach's little brain couldn't calculate such complicated information for a while, and he looked at his father suspiciously, and was carried onto the small spaceship by the guards.

The hatch of Chang'e opened, and more than a dozen small spaceships flew out one after another. Russell watched them shuttling through the artillery fire, fighting back, and closely guarding the spaceship where Beech was on to evacuate to the rear. The communication channel of the Hercules was broken, and the white flag was hoisted.

As expected, Andreev immediately accepted his surrender, Hercules stopped firing, and asked Chang'e to dock with him.

When the fighting ceased for a while, all the ships of the escort fleet stopped and stood by. Small aircrafts attached to the ships one after another, and Beech's small spaceship was also taken into an unremarkable assault ship.

Several rebel destroyers formed an encirclement circle, staring at the Chang'e with light cannons. Russell completed the docking of the spaceship, and Andreev's generals held a surrender ceremony, escorting him and the captain of the guard into Hercules.

It was the first time for Russell to face an opponent with such a high standard and such a fierce reputation. He was a little nervous. After entering the hall, he looked left and right, and found that this place seemed to be a battle command room, and the tall man standing in front of the star map was a legend. Andreev himself in.

The display screens and indicator lights around were flickering, the engineers were busy reporting the battle situation, and the engineers sent the progress of the wormhole transition from time to time, all of which made Russell feel a little bit drummed - it was the opponent's core territory when he came up, what? The secrets of the war are all at a glance, this guy doesn't want him to go back, it's too scary to tear up the ticket, although he has done a long time of psychological construction, but he really doesn't want to die at such a young age.

"Hello, Mr. Luo." Andreev looked up and down the legendary Gaia star caterpillar. He was really short, so skinny that he had no sense of beauty at all. Sauter's taste was too bad.

"Hello." At the critical juncture, Russell at least showed a bit of first-mate style, and under the background of a certain tragic mood, he felt a bit solemn and neither humble nor overbearing.

"I'm very glad that you can voluntarily surrender, saving both of us from many unnecessary sacrifices."

"Your Excellency Andreev, please be sure to abide by the Interstellar Prisoner of War Convention." The captain of the guard said solemnly, "Before negotiating with His Majesty Sauter, please ensure Mr. Luo's life safety and civil rights."

"Of course." Andreev smiled, "If he has the opportunity to negotiate with me." He turned back and asked his staff, "How is the preparation for the wormhole?"

"The gray path will be opened in half an hour. This time we should be able to fly out of the devouring star system and reach the edge of the galaxy. The intelligence shows that there is only a medium-sized military station there, and there is a large energy station next to it. We need to resupply there, and then Make the last leap." The staff replied, "At that time, as long as we can resist their attack for an hour, we will be able to leave the Delta galaxy completely."

"Very good." Andreev raised his eyebrows, and said to Russell, "I think as long as Mr. Luo is here, we should be able to spend this hour without bloodshed... No, a few hours is not a problem."

As a hostage, Russell can only shrug his shoulders, saying that you can figure it out.

"Ready to go." Andreev said to the guards, "Prepare a safe cabin for our honored prisoner, and take him to rest."

"Wait." Russell stopped the guards and said to Delev, "I have surrendered, you can take me away, but my escort fleet is still outside, some people are injured, and some ships also need to be repaired. So that they can leave first. I know that such a request is not in line with the norm, but judging from your current situation, this is probably the best choice."

According to common sense, the prisoners should be sent back to the prisoner-of-war camp, or go to a court-martial, or be used as a bargaining chip for exchanging prisoners of war, but it does not make much sense to do so in the current situation of Andreev, and it is impossible for him to spend unnecessary energy to bring them to the leap , can only either let them go, or... slaughter them all.

The latter is something Russell would never want to see.

"I would like to advise you, you should worry more about yourself, my lord." Andreev sneered, "I'm sorry, I'm afraid I don't have the energy to think too thoroughly about your subordinates."

Russell's heart sank, and he was about to argue, when suddenly an engineer in a white coat hurried over and said, "Your Majesty, it's not good!"

"What?" Andreev suddenly lowered his face, and the engineer's face was almost pale under his cold gaze: "The reactor has been disturbed, and it seems that an energy field is being generated nearby."

"What?!" Andreev also changed his expression, "When did it start? Did you find anything?"

"This field has been there since we arrived here, but it was very weak at the time, and the instruments showed that it would not pose too much threat. But just now it suddenly began to increase, and it increased geometrically, and it has already threatened our reactor. There was a strong disturbance. We did a scan and found that the energy field was among the captured fleet!"

Andreev glanced at Russell's face suddenly: "Mr. Luo, are you hiding something?"

Russell broke out in cold sweat, and immediately recalled that when the rebel fleet had just jumped over, Beachy was rolling around with his head in his arms. At that time, the imperial doctor said that it was because the distortion of the energy field formed by the wormhole affected his brainwaves. Say, could the field created by Beachy warping space also affect the reactor that formed the wormhole?

Hey, he just let him hide a few people, what is this brat doing so hard!

"Find it!" Andreev vaguely felt that Russell was hiding something, and seeing that he didn't speak, he immediately ordered his subordinates, "Let their commander-in-chief hand over the energy disruptor, otherwise... I don't mind killing the prisoners in violation of the galaxy agreement. "

"No!" Russell was shocked, and Andreev turned to look at him: "Do you have anything to say, my lord?"

Russell has never experienced such a difficult choice in his life. If Beachy is not handed over, they will wipe out the prisoners in minutes, and if he does...he may lose two sons at the same time.

"X3768." Russell couldn't let the entire fleet be buried with his son, and believed that even if Andreev got Beech, he would not kill him immediately. In a sense, being a prince Beech is more important than himself One point, more suitable as a hostage.

Damn how long until Sauter arrives!

"Thank you for your cooperation." Andreev waved his hand at the guards, and immediately someone issued an order through the communicator to find the small spaceship X3768.

Half an hour later, a guard walked in: "Your Majesty, we found the small spaceship, but..."

"What?" There were too many unexpected things today, which made Andreev a little irritable. He frowned and looked at him coldly. The guard shivered and said, "But it's an unmanned spaceship. There is only one child over one year old." As he spoke, another guard walked in with Beach in his arms: "Your Majesty, this is the child."

"Father!" Beach nimbly broke free from the guards, slipped into Russell's arms, and said with glowing eyes, "You can't guess how many people I have hidden, and when will my father give the trophy to you?" I'll bring it, I can't wait!"

Russell hugged Beech with complicated emotions. He didn't expect that his son who had been going around for a while was back in his hands, so the "unmanned spaceship" must be his masterpiece, right?How many people did he hide?Could it be that the entire guard protecting him has been installed?It seems that he really underestimated his abilities...

Thinking of this, Russell suddenly had a magical idea—if he tried to get a nearby meteorite, asteroid, or something to put it in, would it be possible to break Hercules directly by releasing it now? ==

Forget it, let's think about more realistic things, such as what to have for dinner tomorrow...

"Father is coming soon." Russell patted his son's head and comforted him, "Baby, remember the agreement with Dad, and don't give up casually."

"Okay." Beach was very happy to be back at Russell's side again, with his small arms hanging around his neck, he turned to look at Andreev, and grinned, his teeth were white and white: "Hi Uncle, you let them Take me to Dad? Thank you."

As soon as he came in, Andreev’s gaze kept on his face. This kid was so similar to Sauter. I remember the first time I saw Sauter more than 200 years ago. He was still a scout. Time flies. Now he The children are so old.

But what about my child...

There was a look of love, grief and anger in Andreev's eyes, and it took a long time before he showed a stiff smile: "You're welcome, my child... Is this the son of you and Sauter?" The last sentence was directed at Russell Said.

Russell held the child's arms tightly. When he was gossiping with Atoto, he had heard that Andreev's partner and son died in the war, and indirectly at the hands of Sauter. Delev still wants to keep them as hostages, it is impossible to just kill them like this, and he still can't help being afraid when he sees his vulture-like eyes.

"Like his father." Andreev curled the corners of his mouth, as if smiling, but his expression became colder and weirder, and he stretched out his arms, "Can I have a look at him?"

What he said was a question, but he didn't mean any request. The big hand with strong bones grabbed Beachy without hesitation. Russell immediately took a step back with the child in his arms, and blocked his hand sideways. At the same time, the captain of the guard rushed up. Standing in front of him: "Your Excellency Andreev!"

Beach was a little frightened by his domineering aura, and hugged Russell's neck tightly: "Dad, I'm afraid!"

"Don't be afraid, baby." Russell hugged him tightly and patted his back, and said softly, "Don't be afraid, baby, unless someone wants to die here and let your father's imperial army fire funeral cannons for him. Uncle won't hurt you." At the same time, he looked at Andreev firmly and forcefully.

The war is not over yet, and they haven't walked out of the devouring star system yet. There are too many variables. His words made Andreev look pale, and he paused in the middle of reaching out his hand.Beach was comforted by his father's words, peeked at Andreev, and asked in a low voice, "Is he a good man, father?"

Russell's eyes were still fixed on Andreev's face, but his voice was still gentle: "Of course, he's just playing games with you."

"Om?" Beachy's eyes lit up, "Can I play games with him?"

Before Russell could answer, the eyes of everyone in the command room of the Hercules suddenly blurred, and Andreev disappeared.