"No, we can't let this go on!"
Seeing that the ship was almost at the Star Gate, Antoine, the ship's acting captain, gritted his teeth and decided to destroy it outright.
As a death warrior sent to lure Bai Fu into a trap, he wasn't particularly strong—only at the peak of A-rank.
So destroying the ship was a little difficult for him.
Fortunately, he was inside the ship. Given enough time, he could still wreck its operating and propulsion systems.
"Go to the weapons bay and—"
Antoine's words were cut short when the small door beside the cockpit suddenly opened. A row of rescue robots stood behind it.
Weren't these robots supposed to be dormant in the storage bay? Why were they... Oh, no!
Antoine realized the danger, but it was already too late.
They absolutely couldn't let the ship be destroyed by the terrorist Antoine!
Guided by that principle, the rescue robots drew their weapons one after another.
Pew pew pew!
After a string of gunfire and explosions, the cockpit was blown to pieces. Antoine, lying on the floor, was in pieces too.
"It's over."
That was Antoine's last thought before he lost consciousness.
The enemy had gone to so much trouble to target them; they must have some major objective. But he no longer had the strength to think about it.
Once the dust settled, the rescue robots filed into the cockpit. They formed neat ranks and stared straight ahead, as if awaiting inspection by their new master, Bai Fu.
Not bad, not bad.
This Virtual Heart made by a Master-level mechanic really was impressive.
Bai Fu tapped the heel of her high heel.
Click, click, click...
One tap after another.
To the Head of State's aide, who was maintaining constant communication with her, the sound felt like