Chapter 142: Killing Each Other

A few minutes later, there was an explosion, and Ackerman knew that his team members had perished together with the robot soldiers. Suppressing the grief in his heart, Ackerman and the remaining few people ran all the way, passing through corridors...

"Huh" Ackerman's body, which was highly tense due to tension, relaxed a little when he realized that there were no pursuers. However, his mood was extremely heavy at this time. Not only did the mission not complete this time, but the team he led had also been killed on the way of retreat.

"Where is this?" Ackerman calmed down and found that he had lost his way and had lost contact with other landing teams on the spacecraft.

What he didn't know was that all the landing teams had been killed at this time, and the Empire's ship-seizing war had failed completely.

The airborne troops entering the transport ship encountered a robot army that was dozens of times larger than their own. Before they could raid the control room, they were wiped out on the road.

At this time, the mission of the Imperial Fleet also changed from seizing control of the transport ship to destroying these Imbechi transport ships.

Under the fierce artillery attack of the Imperial Fleet, the Imbechi transport ships were powerless.

However, as the transport fleet left the gravity well of Obero, the wounded Imbec transport ships jumped into hyperspace urgently.

Just as the transport ship Ackerman was on was about to jump out of hyperspace, Ackerman came to a heavily blocked door.

Ackerman didn't know that all the robot soldiers on the ship were rushing towards his current location at this moment. He walked to the door slowly...

A few minutes later, a gap was melted in the door, and Ackerman crawled in through the gap.

This is a huge room similar to a laboratory. The room is empty with only a huge host-like thing in the middle.

"Spacecraft fire control host?" Ackerman read the text translated by the power armor terminal with some curiosity.

"Whatever host you are!" Ackerman inserted the electromagnetic rifle in his hand into the host interface and gently pulled the trigger.

A dazzling electric light flew out of the rifle and drilled into the host, and the fire host made a hissing sound. After a while, lines of garbled codes that even the power armor could not translate began to appear on the host screen.

At this time, a shrill alarm sounded in the reactor room of the transport ship. Before the staff could react, the reactor was forced to shut down, and a large amount of milky white flame retardant was sprayed on the ceiling.

The hyperspace generator that was originally accumulating energy to open the hyperspace suddenly stopped, and the instrument representing the energy value quickly returned to zero, and the half-opened hyperspace closed instantly.

The entire transport ship fell into chaos, and the fire extinguishing windows in the corridor of the transport ship opened one after another, sucking out the air in the corridor, and the robots near the windows were sucked to the windows and piled together.

The people in the control room of the transport ship were also confused by the flame retardant that suddenly fell from the ceiling, and the soldiers responsible for controlling the robots accidentally touched some buttons on the screen.

The bodies of the robots that were not sucked away suddenly paused, turned their eyes to the surrounding robots, and the alloy blades in their hands popped out.

Soon, the robot soldiers in the entire transport ship tore each other apart, and Ackerman, who did all this, had no idea about it.

After walking around the room and feeling that there was nothing left to destroy, Ackerman crawled out of the gap he had entered.

"Huh? What is this?" Ackerman looked down at the white liquid on the floor of the corridor.

Stepping on the white liquid on the floor, Ackerman came to the corridor outside the transport ship and saw a puzzled scene:

Robots on the ground fell to the ground with alloy blades stuck in their chests, and some robots were piled up and fell outside the corridor.

Ackerman walked around the robots on the ground with a puzzled look on his face and continued to move forward. A robot that was not completely dead crawled towards him and was shot in the head by Ackerman.

"What's going on? Are the robots in chaos?" Ackerman muttered to himself, and he took out his gun again and killed a disabled robot soldier who wanted to stab him with an alloy sword.

"This is the landing ship command center, can Ackerman receive it?" A communication from the command center suddenly came from Ackerman's communicator.

"I'm Ackerman, I can get it."

"Captain Ackerman, congratulations on your successful single-handed capture of an Imbechi transport ship. In view of your great contribution to the empire, you have been promoted from second lieutenant to captain." The control center in the communicator sent Ackerman a piece of great news that he couldn't believe!

"Thank you, His Majesty! Long live the empire! Long live the emperor!..." Ackerman was a little incoherent with excitement. This was simply a divine turn. He originally had no hope of returning alive, but now he could not only return alive, but also made such a great contribution without knowing it.

"Please leave the outer wall of the transport ship."

Ackerman hurriedly moved away from the outside of the corridor. After a while, dozens of dull collisions came from outside the hull.

Several red spots of light flashed on the outer wall of the transport ship's corridor. Soon these spots of light cut the armor of the transport ship, and the hydraulic push rod of the landing chamber pushed the cut metal plate into the corridor.

Ackerman carefully avoided several flying metal plates, then turned to meet them.

Hundreds of airborne soldiers poured out of the landing chamber and ran towards the transport ship.

Two officers walked out of one of the landing chambers, one of whom was Ackerman's former superior. He wanted to salute reflexively, but was stopped by his superior.

"Captain Ackerman, you don't need to salute. You and I are officers of the same rank now." Ackerman's old boss took his hand and said affectionately.

"No, no, it's all luck. Thanks to your support, sir." Ackerman still said politely in a respectful tone. Li Mingze, who was disguised as an ordinary officer, couldn't stand it anymore and coughed loudly twice.

Embarrassed to find that there were other people here, the two let go of each other's hands, and Ackerman touched his nose embarrassedly.

Li Mingze stepped forward and patted his shoulder and said:

"Good performance, you and Monica have brought glory to your people, the empire didn't misjudge you!"

Ackerman, who was praised, touched his nose again embarrassedly, and his light blue skin became a little pink. Li Mingze laughed and strode into the transport ship.

Li Mingze picked up a scrapped robot casually, and he couldn't help but sigh. He didn't know what these people were thinking. They had to make robots look like "humans", as if they couldn't be robot soldiers if they didn't look like their race.

Li Mingze, who had no major discoveries, threw the robot on the ground and continued to walk inside on the white flame retardant on the floor.

At this time, a row of guarded Imbechi soldiers came forward, and several Imperial Airborne soldiers walked on the left and right of the team with guns.

Just as these people passed by, a man dressed like a captain glared at Li Mingze fiercely and spat on the ground.

"Empire's trash, sooner or later we will take revenge!"

Li Mingze frowned and waved his hand in the air, and many soldiers moved aside.

"Retreat to the door." After saying that, Li Mingze waited until everyone retreated to the doors on both sides of the corridor and pressed the button to close the door.

"Sir." A soldier wanted to say something, but stopped talking after seeing Li Mingze wave his hand.