The Last Kabakans

Not long after coming out of Joshua's room, there was a clear sound of footsteps at the end of the corridor.

The heavy military leather boots made a dull sound when they landed, but the rhythm of the steps was very brisk. Gad concentrated for a moment, and then guessed who the other party was.

He cleverly avoided the camera at the corner, gently pushed open a gap in a closed door on one side of the corridor, and then quickly walked forward a few steps against the wall, before the other party arrived, and dodged to the side fork in the road.

De Bella walked through the dining area and down the aisle straight to the tail of the Woodpecker.

She stopped as she passed the porthole and glanced out at the Sentinel droid on the left side of the Woodpecker's tail.

The Woodpecker is a typical wing-shaped spaceship. Thanks to its streamlined shape design, its storage space utilization rate is comparable to that of ordinary cargo ships, but its flight speed is more than ten times that of spaceships with the same cargo capacity.

After refitting, the exterior of the spacecraft, especially the wingspans on the left and right sides, are equipped with a large number of heavy weapons, which are mainly used to deal with emergencies encountered by the spacecraft under flight conditions.

But when the spaceship is in a docked state, these weapons are actually not very useful. At this time, the sentinel robot can give full play to its strengths.

They are less than two meters high. The base is three support arms fixed on the ground, and the end of the movable arm, which can switch angles and directions at will, is a spherical monitor. The monitoring range is almost 360 degrees without dead ends.

Dazzling sunlight came in through the porthole, and a long figure was drawn on the ground.

"How's the situation?" Little Curly's voice came from the communicator.

De Bella turned to look at the camera around the corner and replied, "Everything is normal."

"What about you?" Debella asked, "Is there still no news from the Baron?"

Little Curly's voice was not loud, but it was very clear: "No...the last time the monitor saw him was 48 minutes ago, right where you are right now, but he's gone any further."

"How long will it take for the module to be built?" Debella put on the headset and continued to walk along the aisle to the rear wing.

The other side was silent for a while, and then heard the little curly hair continue: "About 10 minutes, but, judging from the current data, it is indeed a large canine animal."

"Canine..." Debella frowned, a blurry image flashed from his mind, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the door next to him, and then he closed his voice and leaned against the wall, putting his right hand on the waist M390.

The half-covered door was gently opened, and Dai Bella dodged in with a gun in one hand. Gad, who was hiding in the side road, heard the sound, turned around and disappeared at the end of the side road.

Relying on the structural frame diagram of the Woodpecker in his mind, and with the demantoid he took from the canyon, he managed to avoid every surveillance camera, and even the thermal detector on the spacecraft could not detect his body. exist.

It didn't take long for him to touch the cockpit smoothly.

Both the main screen and the extended screen of the monitoring station are divided into different screens, and the little curly hair is lying on the experimental bench, and the module assembly is only the last step to be completed.

Half of Gad's face was hidden in the shadow of the corner, and he was holding the stabbing knife he had brought back from the baron. The cold light of the knife tip seemed to be sharper than before.

"Hey!" he said.

Little Curly turned his head hastily, and a tall and strong figure immediately came into view.

"You know who I am," Gad's eyes fell on the hand stretched under the experimental table, and he said straight to the point, "So whether you want to call the police or take a weapon, I advise you not to act rashly .”

Seeing the hand clenched into a fist and retreating, Gad felt that this beta was not easy, so he took a few steps forward and said, "I have a few questions I want to ask you, and I hope you can answer them truthfully, otherwise—"

He twirled the stabbing knife in his hand, leaned forward half of his body, "—this world is probably about to lose another talented researcher."

The alarm device of the monitor issued a "beep, beep, beep" alarm sound. The little curly hair glanced at the red triangle on the screen, licked his dry lips and said, "You want...you want to ask...what?"

"Who sent you here?" Gad reached out and took out a light pink injection from under the laboratory table, and held it up to Curly, "Or, who gave you the XBD?"

"You...you what...what do you mean?" Little Curly stepped back a little, and said without turning his face, "I...don't understand..."

"The module construction has been completed," a soft female voice came from the computer, "do you want to send the report now?"

Gad reached out and clicked the confirmation button on the screen, then looked at the astonished little curly hair, and repeated the question just now: "You haven't answered me yet, who gave you the XBD? You know, I Not much patience."

Xiao Curly's pale yellow curly hair was thin and dense, lying limply on his forehead, just covering the previous scar.

"No...nobody..." He stammered, "I...myself...deserved..."

Gad was obviously dissatisfied with this answer, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Why don't you tell me, who do you want to use it against?"

The little curly hair subconsciously grabbed the hair at the back of his head and pulled it down twice, as if trying to cover up something shady.

"This is... my... business..." He lowered his head and said, "My... personal grievances..."

"Three?" Gad placed the pale pink injection on the laboratory table, "If I'm not mistaken, you have at least three XBDs, and there were four alphas on this ship, so you want to use this Who are the three XBDs against?"

"I'm sorry!" Little Curly said suddenly, "What happened last time was completely...completely...accidental...he...your friend...he...he pointed a gun...pointed a gun at me..."

Gad leaned over and continued to press, "Besides the baron, who else do you want to drug, could it be the captain?"

The monitor issued an alarm sound of "beep beep beep" again, and a big black voice came from the communicator: "Call the main station, call the main station! 03, 04 request boarding, 03, 04 request boarding! It's over!"

Gad didn't intend to stop it. Little Curly's throat slid, and he pressed the call button to answer Dahei, agreeing to board him and Keller, and then pressed the switch to turn on the identity authentication of the sentinel robot, and the flank's Access for motorcycles.

"They...will...find you soon..." Little Curly reminded kindly, "You...you still... hurry up...go...don't go...come...it's too late..."

Captain Cape Town will rush to the pilothouse immediately after receiving the information, and Dahei will also send over the wreckage of the reconnaissance plane and the corpse of the gerbil. At that time, this place will be very lively.

"Don't worry, I won't leave!" Gad took two steps back.

This distance finally made Little Curly heave a sigh of relief, because even without the suppression of pheromones, he has already deeply felt Gad's natural sense of oppression and suffocation as a Kabakan star.

"Don't forget, I still have your two fuel clips!" Gad laughed, "This is my negotiating capital."

After another "beep, beep, beep" siren, the sentinel robot on the left side of the Woodpecker's tail entered automatic strafing mode.

The author has something to say: I have been waiting for a long time, and I am punished by kneeling against the wall!

Recently, the pressure is high, and it may be slower, but I promise not to abandon the pit, otherwise I will gain 20 catties!

Come, come and be a witness!