After loading and unloading the smuggled ores, the base that had been converted from an old shipyard did not quiet down. A loud rumble came from the sparse air, and everyone could feel it through the floor-to-ceiling observation windows.
Xiong Linquan and the others looked out the window and saw a pile of metal components slowly rising from the horizon of the light yellow mineral planet. These metal components did not have a regular shape, and under the black armor, traces of corrosion could be faintly seen. They looked like trash.
Even if they were scrap metal, such a large amount of trash suddenly pouring into the base still gave them a fright. The five of them looked at each other and very naturally connected this pile of trash to the giant spaceship in front of the shipyard. This was because the spaceship was indeed no different from scrap metal.
Just as they had guessed, the giant lifting and maintenance equipment in the shipyard began to move. Dozens of thick mechanical arms extended from both sides of the shipyard, grabbing the metal components on the edge and slowly lifting them to the outside of the spaceship.
Thousands of fireworks-like welding flames lit up the surroundings of the shipyard. The black, tattered spaceship was like a piece of clothing that had been worn for countless years. Countless heavy metal components were sewn onto its body with hard, heavy graphite ore cores and welding patterns.
As time passed, more and more black metal components were hanging on the outside of the tattered spaceship. The heavy components were piled up like bottles and jars, dense and ugly. The spaceship suddenly looked like a tired old man in a Bermuda garbage dump.
Xiong Linquan and the others looked at the scene outside the window. They watched as the metal components the size of apartment buildings were randomly pieced together and welded onto the spaceship. They watched as the former Bureau of Proclamation tri-winged spaceship that they had been on for many days became bigger and uglier in this old shipyard. They could not help but be dumbfounded.
"What's the use of hanging so many trash components on the spaceship?" Xiong Linquan recalled the scene of the black, tattered spaceship wreaking havoc in S1 three years ago. He scratched his head and asked, "Is the boss really going to use this spaceship to crash into the official residence?"
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The spaceship installation work in the shipyard was simple and boring. Although the scene was shocking, it was unavoidable to get tired of it after seeing it so many times. The team members silently carried on with the work at hand, no longer looking out the window from time to time.
Gu Xifeng used her electronic notebook to record the numerical curves on the workbench. After confirming that there were no problems with the power supply of the shipyard, she ended the mission for this period. She sat back in her chair, somewhat tired, and gently placed her feet on the workbench.
Gu Xifeng lit a cigarette and took a sip of coffee. She squinted her eyes and looked out of the window. There was no entertainment in the old shipyard.
After the patrol ended, Xiong Linquan brought Mountain Pao and the others back to the control room. He took Gu Xifeng's coffee and took a sip, then took out a pack of cigarettes and gave them to his team members.
Xiong Linquan held the cigarette in his mouth and quickly disassembled the TP sniper rifle in his hand. His eyes were a little blurred by the smoke.
He twisted open the pulse ignition valve and took out the carbon composite tube. Xiong Linquan held it between two fingers and observed it under the light for a moment. He squinted his eyes and said, "The sniper rifle designed by the boss is indeed fierce, but we don't have enough people. We can't gather enough firepower. It's not bad for assassination when we get back to the Federation, but it won't make much of a difference if we have to face the special forces of Small Eyes head-on."
Flicking away the remaining cigarette in his hand, Xiong Linquan frowned as he looked out the window at the busy installation scene in the shipyard. He couldn't help but say gloomily, "So many resources and energy are all used to put on a jacket for the three-wingers. Even if this isn't a jacket but a real bulletproof vest, it still won't be enough to fight the Federal Fleet. I don't know what the boss is thinking. It would be even better if there were a few MXs."
"The boss said that this shipyard has nothing to do with the Empire, which means that this is all the result of his work alone."
Gu Xifeng shook her head and said, "Any weapon or equipment, even if it looks simple to you, is a very troublesome system project. Without the support of the entire system's cutting-edge technology and a large industrial base, it's already incredible that he can make a TP, let alone something like a military mech. Other than the Federation and the Empire, who has this ability? Don't the people of Bermuda want it? "
The black spaceship in the old shipyard outside the window had become bigger and uglier at a visible speed in the past few days. In fact, it seemed to be growing a little bit with every passing minute. The size of the spaceship had become extremely terrifying. Just from its appearance alone, it seemed like it could fit several Parliament Hills.
Xiong Linquan looked out the window at the giant spaceship that took up most of the sky. Feeling the insignificance of the human body, he couldn't help but frown and say, "Are we really going to charge into the capital ring like this? The problem is that the bigger the spaceship, the easier it is to be discovered by the Glory Of The Charter, and the easier it is to be hit by the battleship's main cannon. "
At this moment, Xu Le pushed open the door and walked in. He had been busy with modifying the spaceship with Philip on the upper level of the shipyard for the past two days, so he didn't hear the discussion of his team members, nor did he know of Xiong Lin's worries.
Walking to the window, Xu Le supported his waist and moved his sore body. Looking at the shadow of the giant spaceship that was gradually taking shape, or rather, gradually taking shape, a satisfied smile appeared on his face. He turned to the others and said, "This ship has been following this for a very long time.
But now, it no longer looks like a three-winged ship, so I want to give it a new name. I haven't thought of one yet. Do any of you have any objections? "
Gu Xifeng shrugged and said, "Boss, you know that whether it's naming people or battleships, it's always the most difficult thing."
Pearl said, "We'll go back to the Federation with Boss. How about we call it Group 7?"
"No." Monkey shook his head and said mockingly, "How can a battleship be called Group 7 if the team is called Group 7? In the future, when both sides are firing at each other, if you say you're Group 7 Pearl, people will think you're a battleship communicator. "
"Then what do you think is domineering?"
Monkey waved his arms and said proudly, "Universe 7!"
Xiong Linquan did not join in the discussion. He walked silently to Xu Le's side and expressed his concern with a serious expression, "The ship's body is too big. It's easy for the Charter to discover it and be hit."
Xu Le calmly explained, "To The Glory Of The Charter, no matter how small the spaceship is, it will still be discovered. But to us, the bigger the ship, the smaller it will become in the future."
What kind of bullsh * t logic was that? Xiong Linquan stared blankly at Xu Le's face and could not help but sigh, "Boss, you've really become a third-rate philosopher."
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There was a gentle breeze on the abandoned mineral planet. It was not rustling, but still solemn and stirring. The giant shadow that enveloped the entire old dock gradually became smaller.
Accompanied by thousands of tons of dust, the giant black broken spaceship, or rather, Universe 7, slowly and resolutely left the ground and flew into the pitch-black universe.
In the deepest control cabin of the spaceship, the alarm signal sounded. Everyone undid the flowing restraints on their bodies and began to adapt to the feeling of false gravity.
Because of the existence of Philip, the team members had never entered the control cabin. At this time, only Xu Le and Zhong Huoyan were there.
"This time, going deep into Bermuda, I feel more and more that it relies too much on the Federation and has no power to protect itself. If the Gary Corridor warp hole can protect Bermuda from being annexed by the Empire, why hasn't the Federation eaten up Bermuda, this mineral-rich star field, for thousands of years? "
A slender mechanical arm swayed slightly in front of him, as if a professor was shaking his head to express his mockery. A delicate voice sounded in the cabin, "The Federation's Charter stipulates that Bermuda is absolutely independent. Even if the Federation wants to go around the Charter and annex Bermuda, they still need to ask the Charter computer for permission."
"In other words, when the human civilization began to rebuild in this star field, the one who protected Bermuda was never the Bermudians, but the Charter."
"It used to be me, but now it's that piece of scrap metal under the Bureau of Proclamation."
Xu Le asked, "If the civilization of this star field is inherited from the Group of Five and the biomarker library in the battleship, why did the Group of Five look at Bermuda differently?"
"Using the reference chip to supervise human society to prevent human society from going down the path of destruction like the ancestral civilization. This is the true spirit of the Charter."
Philip calmly explained, "When the Group of Five was rebuilding human civilization in the Upper Forest Tristar System, they chose the Charter computer, which is me, to carry out this kind of supervision work. They required that an identity chip be implanted behind the neck of every person.
"But this practice is without precedent and experience. It can even be said that they are conducting a new experiment on human society."
"Although some of the five guys on the spaceship are lustful, some like to drink, some like to eat fish, and some like to eat meat, the one thing they have in common is that they are all shut-ins. The shut-ins always like to be cautious when doing things, so they decided to set aside a star field for the so-called free people. This is the origin of Bermuda."
"So that's how it is." Xu Le sighed, "The more I know about the secrets of humanity's pioneering period, the more I feel that the group of statues in the Charter Square is really amazing. Without those five people, how could humanity survive in the Upper Forest Tristar System?"
Philip ridiculed, "If those five guys were still alive, they would be very happy to hear your evaluation. They always thought that shut-ins can save the world."
Back then, the Group of Five's experimental design of the blueprint of humanity's new civilization was very shocking to Xu Le, but Zhong Huoyan, who had been quietly listening to the story, was only concerned about another thing.
"Xu Fei, what is a shut-in?"
"First, please don't call me Xu Fei, you can call me Xiao Fei. Second, shut-in is a very cultural term with deep meanings, it's very difficult to explain. "
This kind of contemptuous and sarcastic conversation had happened countless times on this broken spaceship in the past three years. Zhong Huoyan and Philip seemed to always be able to find a new topic to attack each other. And every time that happened, Xu Le, who was dizzy from the noise, always felt that he had raised a pair of stubborn twins, which made him very uncomfortable.
He waved his hand to stop another debate, looked at the probe on the top of the mechanical arm with a serious expression, and asked, "The earthquake under the Biji Plateau of Mo Hua planet, what is the result of your calculation?"
Philip was silent for a long time, and then replied, "I lack enough calculation nodes, and I don't have a complete database for comparison. But according to the data collected, especially the air particle data collected above the Biji Plateau, I can only say that the result of the vague speculation is very bad. "
"What result?"
"The specific situation is unknown." Philip directly replied, "What I can tell you is that there may have been a bad bomb under the Biji Plateau."
Xu Le's eyes narrowed, and after a long silence, he asked, "Is it the kind of bad bomb you told me before that destroyed the ancestral planet?"
"It's not that powerful, so it's not a big bad guy, but a little bad guy," Philip replied.
"But a little bad guy is also very troublesome. After returning to the Federation, you do your thing, and I do mine, so I have to stop it."
After a short pause, Philip said seriously, "What I don't understand the most is why the piece of scrap metal under the Bureau of Proclamation was not found."
Zhong Huoyan opened her eyes wide and said, "Maybe it's because you're not here, and the Charter computer is not as good as before?"
"Although it's a lot of roundabout, I still want to thank you for your rare praise."
Philip's voice was emotionless. "But don't forget, I've been observing that piece of scrap metal for the past three years through various methods, and I can confirm that not only has it not become stupid, it's even more difficult to deal with than before."
Outside the window was the dark universe. A long space voyage was not always a beautiful journey under the gaze of the stars. Xu Le looked out of the window in silence. Looking at the federation in front of him that could not be seen at all, he suddenly asked, "How confident are you?"
The control cabin suddenly became extremely quiet. Xu Le's question directly involved the war after returning to the Federation, and whether there was even a sliver of a chance.
After a long time, Philip's slender and calm voice broke the silence. "The central database under the Bureau of Proclamation has three more layers of filters, and it's very difficult for me to hack into the core program, but with that person's help, I can easily read the thoughts of that piece of scrap metal. Although the confidence is not high, it's still there."
"It doesn't matter how much, as long as it's there, we have to try."
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After 11.3 Federation universe standards, the broken black spaceship passed through the invisible border, left the Bermuda Star System, and officially entered the Federation Star System.
This space was extremely far away from the Federation forward base, and there was no way to see the alloy fortress the size of an asteroid. There was only a series of pearl-like Charter information checkpoints, and they were quietly arranged in front of it.
For some reason, the broken black spaceship did not choose to avoid these Charter checkpoints, nor did it choose to hide its existence and carefully sneak through the gaps in The Glory Of The Charter. Instead, it simply charged through.
The huge spaceship blocked the light of the nearest star of the Hunter Rabbit Star System behind it, casting a terrifying shadow on those Charter checkpoints.
At the checkpoints, the officers under the Bureau of Proclamation were scanning the passage and watching the passengers returning from Bermuda when they suddenly noticed the shadow. They turned their heads to look out the window, and then they saw a scene that they would never forget for the rest of their lives.
A mountain-like pile of black metal trash flew over with an overwhelming shadow, silently and solemnly flying over their heads toward the capital ring.
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