Inside the Troop Transport Ship, the Blue Star defectors were filled with question marks.
They had assumed the Skrull would use the Troop Transport Ship to take them to another city or assembly point.
But instead, the Troop Transport Ship shot straight upward and plunged into space!
What was this supposed to mean?
Were they being sent to another planet, or simply dumped into space like trash?
Everyone quickly ruled out the possibility of being sent to another planet, because that sounded utterly absurd. That left only one answer—the Skrull were probably going to kill them all!
At that thought, no one could sit still any longer.
"What do you mean by sending us into space?"
"Are you going to throw us out of the ship in outer space like space junk?"
"Fuck, we fell for those damn Skrull's trick!"
"No, we can't just sit here and wait to die. Who's willing to storm the cockpit with me?"
"Me! Me! Me!"
"Come on, let's storm the cockpit together! Even if we die, we'll take a few Skrull bastards down with us!"
Like a spark thrown into a powder keg, all five hundred defectors aboard the ship erupted into rebellion!
They stood up and shouted excitedly.
Some began smashing anything they could get their hands on, while others banded together and charged toward the cockpit.
The entire Troop Transport Ship descended into chaos.
However, Figos stood up at that moment.
Using every ounce of strength he had, he shouted at the crowd, "Everyone, calm down! Don't get worked up! Please listen to me!"
The crowd quieted down slightly because of Figos's roar, and quite a few people turned to look at him.
However, most of their gazes were far from friendly. Their eyes seemed to be saying, "Brother, who the