121. Christmas gift package
Super Lotus Blitz made a move, grabbed Yuri's wrist, kicked his ankle backwards, and twisted her hand, Yuri screamed and was pushed to the ground by her, "I'm sorry, I'm not very interested in relationships other than online dating."
"Hey, hey, let go, let go... I was wrong, I was wrong!" Yuri-Orlov quickly begged for mercy, and Super Lotus let him go.
Yuri grinned and opened the communicator, "Vitaly, hiss... yes, it's me! Yuri! Haha, hiss... nothing, just twisted to the waist... hiss... you Santa Claus, it's time to go. Remember, this time it's a big gift package, do you understand? Big gift package!"
In the desert outside Tatooine, more than ten people were resting in a small oasis. They crowded into the limited shadow of the only two green plants, curling up as much as possible to avoid being exposed to the harsh sun.
"The village we robbed before only had 20 rations and 8 drinking water. We need to find the next target as soon as possible." Broderick-Shale handed a bottle of water to Magtan-Scar who was sitting aside.
Scar took the water, took a cautious sip, and passed it to the other brothers. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "This supply is not enough at all, but the surrounding villages that can be robbed have been robbed. If we continue to wander around here, the Jabba people will sooner or later lock in our scope of activities."
"Now we can only go to this spaceport to try our luck, but Guardian over there should be very strong." Broderick-Shale pointed at the map and said.
"Brother, I think we should go back to Gaddula and ask her to airdrop a batch of supplies to us?" Magtan-Scar turned around and asked.
Shale sneered, "Gaddula's first reaction when she was in trouble was to kick us away. In order to clear up the relationship, she even wanted us! Now when we go back to find her, what face will she use?"
"Then what should we do?" Scar looked around, and all the brothers looked at him eagerly.
This group of people has been running and grabbing in the desert of Tatooine for more than three months. The original team of more than 50 people now only has more than 10 people left, but those who can be left are all experts selected from a million!
During this period of time, they basically relied on the ammunition and supplies planted by Yuri last time to survive.
Later, Yuri's younger brothers, Vitaly-Orlov, also secretly came over to deliver supplies several times. But he didn't show up every time. He just told the T-850 - Jason-Statham - the supply coordinates that was thrown to Broderick-Shale, and then it took Shale's group to pick it up.
Only in this way did we get through the most difficult days.
They are desperate, Gaddula is not reliable at all, Jabba wants to pull out their skins, but there is no way to leave this hell of Tatooine, they can only rely on their own the Will to persist until now.
But even so, they have reached their limit.
Shale looked at the eyes of the brothers and hesitated for a moment. Among this team, his younger brother Scar is undoubtedly the most violent and fierce one, but relatively speaking, Shale is much more rational. Because of this, many major decisions are made by Shale.
He also understood that every word he said next was related to the lives of this group of life and death brothers.
"Go grab that spaceport! The worst is, we brothers will die together!" A fire ignited in Shale's heart, and he roared loudly.
"Yes! Let's fight!!"
"Kill over!! Roar!!!" The brothers roared loudly.
"I suggest you wait a moment." Suddenly, Jason-Statham's plain voice came. Everyone looked at it.
During the period of escape, Jason-Statham not only led them to find a large amount of supplies, but also saved them from fire and water many times during the battle with its hard body and super fighting skills.
If it were not a robot, Jason-Statham could even challenge the authority of Broderick-Shale!
But in fact, Jason-Statham usually say nothing. It does whatever Shale and Scar say. But this time, it actually took the initiative to speak!
"What do you want to say? Jason." Scar asked in a deep voice.
Jason turned his head. Under the rough-welded helmet, a pair of electronic eyes flashed with scarlet light, "Santa Claus, he's here."
"Santa Claus!" Scar was immediately refreshed, "You mean Yuri? He is here? What is he here for?"
"Santa Claus, of course, brought a Christmas gift." Jason said.
"Can he get us off this damn planet?"
"I don't think so." Jason finished speaking and stopped talking.
Shale and Scar looked at each other and slowly sat down again, but their eyes kept falling on the robot standing under the sun, which was burning hot.
About an hour later, when Shale's patience had almost reached its limit, a drizzle suddenly fell from the sky!
People who have been scorched in the desert for several days want nothing more than this!
"Water! There is water!!" A Gamorrean cheered loudly and rushed out to catch the rainwater with his tongue out.
"Tatooine will not rain." Broderick-Shale raised his hand to set up a pergola and looked at the sky. After a moment, he saw a YV-865 Auro class freighter falling from the sky.
Vitaly-Orlov stood at the open hatch door, holding a water pipe in his hand, laughing wildly and spraying water down, "Hahahahaha!! Santa Claus Come here, it will rain if it doesn't snow! Hahahahaha!"
Shale's brothers ran out to get water, and the scene was chaotic. However, Broderick-Shale just stood there, looking coldly at the sky.
Auro class freighter spun around in the air for a few times before slowly falling down.
"Come on, there's food, drink, everything!!" Vitaly opened his hands and said to the Shale group.
The sturdy spaceship pilot Glory-Judith came out and stood guarding him like a wall.
Several B-1 combat robots came down and began to carry down boxes of compressed biscuits and cans of water. This group of desperadoes immediately jumped into the food and devoured it.
Broderick-Shale did not eat or drink. He just walked up to Vitaly and said coldly, "Take us out of here."
"Hehehehe... Leave? Oh, you are overthinking your friends." With the trump card in hand, Vitaly-Orlov also became more assertive, "Santa Claus only gives gifts and does not provide passenger transportation services."
Click! Shale picked up a handful of Type 21 assault rifle with one hand, put it directly on Vitaly's forehead, and said word for word, "I said, take us, leave!"