"Brother! Wait for me! It will take half a minute for the cutting machine to warm up!"
Balen carried the plasma cutting machine and ran wildly on the deck with his two short legs.
Lin Feng didn't look back and bent his knees slightly.
Whoosh!
Heading straight for the group of chaebol battleships that had been horribly stripped high in the sky.
Balen quickly stuffed the plasma cutting machine into his arms and followed closely on the anti-gravity skateboard.
The three thousand warships in the sky are still arrayed in place.
The thrusters emitted a faint blue light, and no one dared to move.
Lin Feng hovered in the center of the fleet and pointed at the ten largest heavy battleships at the outermost edge.
"There are only ten of you." Lin Feng waved over there, "Move to the middle, it's too far away to work."
In the cockpit of the heavy battleship, the faces of several private soldiers Captain turned green.
"Lin... Mr. Lin! Our arsenal was emptied by that fat brother! The barrel of the main gun was also cut!"
Captain, the first battleship in the queue, cried out on the public channel, "What else do you want! If you dismantle it, you can't even save the main engine!"
"Who wants your engine? That thing makes a lot of noise and burns oil."
Lin Feng flew to the side of the first battleship in mid-air, raised his hand and patted the thick main armor plate twice.
Dang Dang Dang.
The voice is thick and sincere.
"I see that you are thick-skinned, so I'll give you ten yuan to replenish my mothership."
Lin Feng pointed at several imperial motherships with large holes. "Your boss blew up our ship and leaked air. Is it reasonable for you to provide some armor plates to repair it?"
"Reasonable! Reasonable!"
Captain hadn't spoken yet. Balen, who had just caught up, raised his hands on the skateboard in agreement.
"Brother, this is called taking from the people and using it for the people! It's reasonable, reasonable and legal!"
Captain swallowed hard in the channel.
"Mr. Lin, the main armor on this side is part of the load-bearing frame of the entire ship. It is connected to the internal bulkhead using high-torque rivets. If you want to remove it, you must at least let the robotic arm come over to remove it..."
"What kind of robotic arm?"
Lin Feng Opened his hands and dug his fingers into the seams of the armor plates.
Qi and blood burst out along his arms.
Purple-Gold Dragon Mark instantly crawled over both forearms, and the muscles were forced to burst the cuffs.
"Get down here!"
Lin Feng's waist and abdomen were tight, and his arms were stretched out desperately.
Crunch!
The entire heavy battleship, several hundred meters long, tilted violently in mid-air.
"Damn it! Be gentle! Big brother is leaning away!"
Balen hurriedly stepped on the skateboard to get closer. The plasma cutting machine in his hand was furiously outputting at the remaining connecting shaft, and sparks flew up to a height of more than ten meters.
In less than two minutes, a heavy-duty composite armor plate that was thousands of meters long was uprooted from the side of the battleship by Lin Feng.
The battleship that lost its main side armor immediately exposed a large area of its bottom.
"Next ship!"
Lin Feng held the giant iron plate weighing tens of thousands of tons with one hand, threw it to Balen behind him, and turned to rush towards the second ship.
Click! Stab!
The harsh sound of metal tearing became the only main theme in this low-Earth orbit.
The ten heavy battleships that Bloodthorn Consortium was proud of had their core and side string iron sheets ripped off one by one under the fleshy palms of Lin Feng.
There is a large hole thousands of meters wide on the side of each battleship.
The pilots of the other two thousand warships clung to the operating levers, not even daring to take a breath, fearing that the evil star would displease them, so they dismantled their small frigates and used them as patches.
"That's enough! Ten dollars is enough!"
Balen held thousands of diversion gold bars that he had just pulled out in his arms and pointed downwards.
"Brother! Let's go and start welding!"
Lin Feng put his hands together, stacked the ten huge main armor plates together, and bundled them together with a few removed load-bearing ropes.
Lifting hundreds of thousands of tons of composite armor plates above his head with one hand, he headed straight for the star port below.
Boom!
Ten giant armor plates were thrown directly next to the mothership, causing the entire square to sink and send rubble and smoke everywhere.
Herman emerged from the power cabin with an inspection wrench in his hand.
Seeing the pile of high-density iron plates in front of him that was half the height of the mothership, he froze in place.
"This... is this the main armor of the battleship directly under Raine?"
Herman's tone changed, "Sir, have you exposed the entire fleet?"
"What shame? These are called maintenance materials."
Lin Feng patted the rust on his hands and said, "Balen, work! Put these iron plates together for me within half an hour."
"Okay!"
Balen grabbed the plasma welding gun and captured all the dozens of engineers accompanying the imperial mothership.
"Don't be stunned! Paste these big pieces directly on the holes on the port side! Weld them tightly! No need to look at the wiring or find the interface, just cover the holes and weld them!"
The engineers had never seen such a barbaric way of repairing ships. They could only pile up materials crazily with high-frequency strong-fusion welding guns under the threat of Balen waving a wrench.
Pieces of extremely thick battleship main armor plates were stacked and welded on the outer layer of the mothership without any sense of beauty.
More than twenty minutes later.
A platinum mothership that originally followed an elegant and streamlined route was abruptly transformed into a heavily armored steel hedgehog.
The left and right strings even look a little crooked due to the different armor thicknesses.
Herman stood on the edge of the ruins of the square, the corners of his mouth twitching crazily.
"Sir, this ship is sailing back to Imperial Capital... The ceremonial fleet arriving at the port may mistakenly think that we are a scavenger ship that collects rags from the interstellar world."
"Just be strong, don't be so demanding."
Lin Feng walked up to the hatch of the steel hedgehog and patted the newly welded composite iron sheet.
"Raine people use enough materials. These ten layers of iron sheets are stacked together. Even the Spatial Turbulence in the Warp Jump channel can't stand it."
In the ruins pit below.
Tyler is kneeling beside the yellow puddle he made.
He raised his head, looked at the heavily armored mothership with an extremely abstract shape, and then looked at the ten battleships streaking with holes in the sky. He clasped his hands together and bowed to the sky three times.
"It's good to sign the contract... at least you can keep some skin if you sign the contract. If I hadn't signed, I would have been filled in the bottom of the ship as welding slag by now."
The main exhaust port of the mothership spewed out thick blue-white high-temperature flames.
The Warp Jump engine, which had been violently repaired, made a deafening roar under high load operation.
"Everyone, hold on tight!"
Herman shouted in front of the bridge, "Eighty percent power backfill! Forced ignition of the curvature engine!"
Boom!
The mothership soared into the sky.
The thick external armor rubbed rapidly in the air, causing large tail flames.
Without any hesitation, the mothership directly broke through the clouds and plunged into the super-light speed Warp Jump channel.
As Rift slowly closed, the entire starport became completely quiet.
Only the broken bricks and tiles on the ground were left, as well as the half-dead Raine in the deep pit whose core was pulled out alive by Lin Feng.
A long time passed.
Raine's shrunken body moved slightly.
He was lying on the ground in the debris of the black gold floor tiles, with a pair of eyes that had lost all fighting spirit, leaving only endless bloodshot eyes and resentment, staring at the coordinates in the sky where the mothership disappeared.
Raine raised his right hand to his mouth with difficulty.
He opened his rotten lips and bit into the deep flesh of his right wrist.
He used his teeth to dig out a tiny biobeacon that was only the size of a soybean and was implanted deep in the metacarpal bone.
The surface of the beacon was stained with black blood, and the moment it touched the air, a rapid scarlet high-frequency light spot flashed at the bottom.
Raine used the last bit of strength in his body and pressed his thumb heavily on the red button of the beacon.
"Lin Feng...Herman...""
The beacon melted instantly, penetrated Graycrystal Star's atmosphere, and headed straight into the distant depths of the universe.