Become The Guard AI Of The Lost Civilization After Transmigration Chapter 336

  Chapter 336 Where is my fleet?

  The commotion at the festival quickly subsided, and those live drones continued to record the speech of the "general manager" as usual.

In the corner of the screen, a well-known "wanted criminal" can be vaguely seen being taken away by law enforcement officers, but this person keeps shouting at the drone: "I am the general manager, I am the real one! The one on stage is a fake!"

  No one cares about such clown-like words. Except for a small number of people who know the truth, most of the rest sneer at it, lamenting that the IQ of even criminals is not very good these days.

Some of the frightened people were unwilling to participate in the celebration, and hurriedly returned to their residences under evacuation, but the workers who needed the celebration to earn income still had to bite the bullet and stay where they were, from time to time for the "general manager" The speech applauded.

  Among the evacuated crowd, a group of "law enforcers" arrested the guards and speakers who had caused the disturbance before, and escorted them to this area.

   On the **** vehicle dedicated to law enforcement, the guards and speakers belonging to the "Sentry" organization sat together, looking at each other with wry smiles.

They understood that this trip must be doomed. This action was planned by the speaker on his own. He didn't inform the superiors of the organization at all. He only discussed with a few good colleagues and people he thought he could trust. planned this operation.

   He knew he was being aggressive and that this approach was likely to have little effect, but he felt the need to try to awaken others in some more direct way.

  But now it seems that all this is just in vain.

  However, while they were silently waiting for the verdict, the law enforcer who was accompanying and guarding the two of them suddenly asked:

"I remember you are not the youngest son of the Cartel family? How did you do such an illegal thing? You should know that this matter is very serious, and no sloppy is tolerated. Your omnipotent father will not blame you for this." kind of ass."

  This question came very strangely. The speaker knew all the laws and regulations within the company. The escorts were strictly forbidden to communicate with the escorted. Violators would be deemed as guilty of the same crime as the escorted.

  However, the person who escorted them didn't seem to care about it, and there was no warning from the equipment monitoring every move here, which made the speaker a little puzzled.

Affected by this, the speaker who originally didn't want to communicate with these corporate minions couldn't help but reply: "So what? I never expected that guy, I'm just a descendant of one of his countless generations of bodies , but will he still be bound by this false family relationship?"

"He won't pay attention to what I do. All I am grateful for is the identity he brought me. Without this identity, I would not be able to see the back of the world, and I would not be able to help the organization. Now that I am arrested, I can only I regret not being able to contribute a little more.”

  The words of the speaker stunned the guard who was also being escorted. He didn't expect that this ordinary young man in the organization who seemed to have only a passion for blood was actually a member of that famous family.

  That family is a force that should not be underestimated in the company. A certain director is from this family. Such a person is completely unattainable for the guards.

After realizing that the speaker was looking at him, the guard lowered his head unconsciously. Although he is also a member of the "Sentinel" organization, the class habits cultivated in the enterprise still make him subconsciously dare not look directly at the other party , thinking that the other party is much nobler than him.

  Seeing this situation, the speaker, who is a member of the Cartel family, couldn't help sighing, his eyes dimmed.

  Even a few minutes ago, they were still companions who could entrust each other with life and death. From this moment on, it seems that there is a thick barrier between them.

However, at the next moment, the speaker suddenly remembered one thing, that is, his real identity was actually only known to those at the top of the organization. It looks completely different.

  He did not discuss this operation with several high-level officials. Even if there are traitors in the organization, the news should not have spread here so quickly.

  So the way he looked at the **** gradually changed. He seemed to have a feeling that these guys in front of him only looked like "people", but they were actually something else.

   "Respectable spirit, there are very few people in history who dare to overthrow their class, because this often means that they lose their privileges and share their own resources with the next class they look down on for free."

"This requires not only courage, but also a noble spirit. We thought it was impossible for such a person to be born in this corporate empire, but now it seems that no matter how hopeless the place is, there will be some people who are worthy of being remembered. "

  The words of appreciation from the **** did not make the speaker happy. Instead, he said with a little confidence:

  “…This may just be a momentary impulse. Enthusiasm is always like this. Maybe I just want to satisfy my vanity, maybe it's just to make my heart feel less uncomfortable.”

"Ten or twenty years later, I may no longer be consistent, and I will be corrupted like everyone else. After all... the privileges brought by class are like sweet hallucinogens. Just a little bit will make people incomparable. Fascinated."

  However, the transport used for **** stopped at this time, and the outside world could not be seen through the sealed window. Although there was some doubt that the prison seemed not that close, the speaker still obediently accepted his ending.

  —Become a "wanted criminal" nailed to the pillar of shame.

   But at this moment, the **** said something that made him a little confused.

   "It's good to have one thing, many great careers are just produced by a moment of passion. No one can say what will happen in the future, but at least now you are working hard for the cause of more people."

   "There is still a long way to go, but you have to understand one thing, technology is the most important truth, in places where there is no cure, if the soft will not work, then come hard."

   As they spoke, the means of transportation they were on opened up, and the outside world was not a prison, but the top of a high-rise building.

   "This is..." The speaker and the guard looked around curiously at first, but were soon shocked by the giant in the sky.

   It was a huge aircraft that couldn't be seen at a glance, and the huge circular hull looming in the sky could only be seen through the bridge part.

  The center of the ring is a giant cylindrical instrument perpendicular to the surface of the planet. It is said to be an instrument, but there is actually a more appropriate description, that is, the "muzzle".

  It is suspended above the planet, and its existence can be clearly identified with the naked eye, while the cylindrical muzzle is facing the surface, and the dazzling blue-white light is gathering in it.

  The speakers and guards, who hadn't seen an interstellar war for a long, long time, and who had at most experienced a little squabbling among commercial espionage in reality, were shocked by this huge spaceship.

  They couldn't imagine what exactly mobilized this spaceship, and why did this spaceship come here? Even based on the falling mass and volume alone, this spaceship is enough to wipe out 99% of the people on this planet.

But of course this spaceship will not use such a primitive method, and it is not here for destruction. When the blue and white light beams rushed towards the planet visually, the speaker and the guards came back to their senses and hurriedly tried to find refuge place.

There seemed to be a muffled sound when the huge nano torrent hit the ground, and even the building trembled. Many people nearby felt the vibration and came out curiously to check the situation, but they were directly swept away by the nano torrent. Wrapped, suddenly lost its figure.

  The drones who were still filming the venue only had time to see a flash of white light, and then lost the signal.

   This scene made many people who are engaged in news work a little confused, but soon someone shouted something in a hurry, as if looking for a place to hide.

  However, the all-pervasive nano-storm will not let go of any place. It swept across half of the planet in a short period of time, completely losing contact with the enterprise in this area.

  A certain director who was still having fun finally learned about the "planet attack" from the desperate news from one of his subordinates, and the scope of the disaster was far beyond his expectations.

   "There is such a thing?! When did the group of 'sentinel' mice have such a powerful energy?"

  He hurriedly called out the emergency contact information, and called all the directors who could be present with virtual images to discuss how to solve this problem.

   However, although it is indeed terrifying for half the planet to lose contact in a short period of time, these directors did not panic.

  Governing Galaxy for so many years, not to mention half a planet, they are not afraid even if dozens of planets are lost. The background of Huanyu Enterprise is far beyond the imagination of others.

  They were just wondering when the "Sentinel" organization, which clearly had all actions under their control, could draw such a large force.

  —Until now, they still think that this is the work of the "Sentinel" organization, and never considered that "other people" came here.

   "Anyway, let's suppress the 'rebellion' first. Where is the nearest fleet? Hurry up and drive the head of the combat department to his proper position."

   One of the directors said so, picked up the communicator and prepared to talk.

   And it was at this time that those who were in charge of some "special work" in the Starport also received a call.

  At first, they were confirming each other's identity with "hey, hey", but they gradually fell silent, and there seemed to be some kind of dim purple light flashing in their eyes.

   Not long after that, the staff working in the starport defense system saw a "colleague" push the door in, and before he had time to say hello, he suddenly fainted.

   And this "colleague" is operating the starport defense system and has issued attack orders to all warships in the port.

  Similar things happened in every star port. Directors who had not communicated for a long time realized something was wrong, and several other directors who took action also exclaimed, because their direct connection with the enterprise fleet was inexplicably broken.

  (end of this chapter)

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