Among the prisoners of war, Jack casually bandaged the wound on his arm and looked toward Eva at the front of the crowd, unable to help falling into deep thought.
He had originally been an interstellar merchant with a trade caravan of his own.
Unexpectedly, Calon had set his sights on him, seized his caravan, and slaughtered nearly every member of it.
Disguised as an ordinary civilian, he had mingled among the piles of corpses and narrowly escaped disaster.
Afterward, he found an opportunity to join this band of raiders, waiting for the right moment to avenge his blood feud!
Now that his enemy was dead and his vengeance had indirectly been exacted, he had no choice but to consider where he should go from here.
When he saw Eva actually strike up a conversation with the other side's officer, and that officer even agree to her request, his thoughts began to stir.
Perhaps he possessed something the other side would value!
This time, they had obtained so many supplies from the Transport Ships. Surely those goods needed to be dealt with, didn't they?
Wasn't this his opportunity?
He hurriedly squeezed through the crowd toward the front, repeatedly calling out, "Make way, excuse me... excuse me, I need to see their officer!"
When the prisoners saw that it was Jack, those who knew him wore stunned expressions, while those who did not opened a gap in the crowd and let him squeeze through.
They wanted to see what tricks this prisoner, who shared the same status as them, was about to pull.
Clatter!
More than a dozen mech soldiers raised their guns at Jack as he squeezed closer. They had to ensure their officer's absolute safety.
Yao Lenchen also noticed Jack, a slightly plump middle-aged man with a face smeared