It was Luke's voice that came through the earpiece. "I'll give you a position. Charge out of here and immediately turn left two hundred meters. Rocket is waiting for you there."
Kamala was overjoyed. "Quirl, run!"
Quirl was sent flying dozens of meters again with a bam. He sped up and said, "Yes, yes, got it."
They didn't waste any more time. They charged out of the gap in the hills that Luke had indicated, and were greeted by a flat, snow-covered wasteland.
They abruptly turned left at a right angle and charged at Rocket, who was two hundred meters away.
Before they could say anything, they heard a huge explosion behind them.
They were blown dozens of meters away by the blast, and almost flew over Rocket's head.
In the end, Drax grabbed them with both hands and pulled them off the ground.
Rocket, who had been waiting for this moment, had a Thousand Faces system in each hand, and he slapped them on them.
Quirl asked, "What is this …"
Boom! Boom!
Boom! Boom! A series of explosions rang out behind the hills next to theirs, and the earth shook for a thousand meters as dust filled the air.
The mercenaries at the front were caught off guard and were swept up by the blast. They fell over the last hill and scattered all over the ground.
Holding his head in his hands, Rocket shouted excitedly, "Big Spoon, the C4 is really fun. Give me some of it when we get back."
"No problem," Luke said casually. "There are still three to four hundred pursuers behind us. They've already surrounded us. Split into two groups and pretend you don't know each other. "
Rocket hurriedly gestured to Quirl and Kamala to have Drax follow them, before he boarded the aircraft with Sister Mantis and flew some distance away.
At that moment, Quirl had been turned into a dark-skinned uncle by the Thousand Faces system, and Kamala was a brown-skinned hottie.
That way, the two groups of guards didn't match Quirl and Selina in terms of race and skin color, and they could pass off as genuine.
While Luke could kill the hundreds of pursuers, he would attract even more mercenaries and bandits in the meantime.
If he didn't kill thousands of people who wanted to make a fortune in one go, he wouldn't be able to stop them.
At that time, the predators might have to step in and get rid of him, lest rumors spread that this planet was deliberately eliminating its "customers."
For the owner of the territory, reason and truth were not worth mentioning. Benefits were the most important.
A few seconds later, the chaotic pursuers crossed the last hill.
They were not subordinate to each other, so of course they did not have a unified command.
The smoke and dust gradually settled, and the pursuers in the air and on the ground sensed that something was wrong. F * ck, where was he?
Quill's appearance, which could barely be considered "handsome", and Kamora's green skin was very eye-catching.
After entering the Interstellar Era, any goggles or flying device would have an automatic lock-on function. However, at this moment, none of them had a target.
Of course, quite a number of people noticed that the Thousand Faces system on the guards was blocking their X-ray vision. It was obvious that they were wearing some kind of interference equipment.
But many mercenaries also had the same equipment — they didn't want to be locked on by others.
The weakness of the pursuers without a unified command was exposed once again, and they were unable to control the situation for a while.
Luke, however, noticed that several large teams of more than twenty people had moved to the periphery at the same time and were eyeing the people in the circle.
Obviously, there were smart people among the battle-hardened galactic mercenaries.
They were all here to make a fortune. Anyone who suddenly left the circle and ran away when the target went missing would definitely be a suspect.
Quill reminded everyone in the team channel, "Pay attention to the people on the periphery. They were the ones who kept an eye on us just now and kept dragging us behind so that the others would die."
Luke: Sure enough, the universe is full of talents, and so are the bad guys.
After Quill's reminder, the teams seemed to have reached an agreement, and they turned on the broadcast on the flying device. "Everyone, don't leave the scene. The target has changed his appearance and is hiding in the middle, ready to escape at any moment. "
Hearing this, the people in the circle gradually realized what was going on.
Those who knew each other gathered together and looked suspiciously at the strangers around them.
Thankfully, most of them were strangers to begin with, so Luke and his team were able to blend in for a while.
"What do we do?" Seeing that the situation had stabilized, Kamora knew that the situation would quickly worsen.
There were almost five hundred people on the scene, and only one or two hundred newcomers were really suspicious.
As long as they compared the images of the mercenaries that had been recorded during the chase, they wouldn't be able to hide the unfamiliar faces that had just appeared.
Luke said, "Then let's call it a thief! Rocket, you testify that I'm an accomplice of the guards. "
Everybody in the guards was dumbfounded. "Huh?"
Luke explained what he was going to do next. "Then, I'll try to silence you and take the opportunity to kill the people on the periphery. When the chaos starts, you'll find a chance to leave. "
Rocket asked, "What about you?"
Luke chuckled. "If you weren't here, I would've returned to the city a long time ago. They don't dare bombard the city, so they can go back and wait for me. "
Quill felt that he was abandoning his friends. "How about I stay behind to support you?"
Luke could only say the truth. "Can't you see that I'm not even showing my face? If you dare show your face, you'll be responsible for all the deaths today. "
Everybody naturally understood.
As long as they didn't show up, the casualties later could be said to be the result of a chaotic battle, and the guards wouldn't be the biggest scapegoat.
Luke waited a few seconds for everybody to figure out the difference, before he urged, "Alright, Rocket, start your performance."
Rocket reacted very quickly, especially when he was cursing; his mouth reacted faster than his brain.
"Damn it, that guy's with the guards. I saw him with them." The dwarf suddenly jumped on the ground and pointed at Luke, who was floating in the air in his flight suit.
Everybody subconsciously turned their attention to him, and their eyes glowed. "Who?"
"That purple-skinned baldy!" The dwarf seemed anxious as he stomped his feet.
Luke's expression changed. "B * stard, you're framing me? Go to hell! "
In a flash, he leaped onto a small aircraft not far away, knocked down the three people on it, and snatched the rudder.
Biubiubiu！
The aircraft sprayed out a fan-shaped energy bullet that hit Rocket … next to him. Boom!
Boom! Boom!
The dozen or so unlucky fellows around Rocket, who had been split into three groups, were instantly blown into the air.
Before anybody could react, Luke made a sharp turn in the aircraft and charged into the sky. "B * stard, you must've ordered this dwarf to do this. Go to hell!"
His target was the team with the largest number of people among the three who were controlling the situation in the air.
In the face of the sudden attack, this team displayed excellent tactics. Almost immediately, they turned around and fired at Luke's aircraft.
Their reaction was quick and correct, but unfortunately, they had picked the wrong opponent.
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