Star Wars: The Silver Pledge

While the giant camel was slowly driving on the troubled journey, in the port area of ​​[Li], a group of security fighters were getting impatient.

It has been a long time since the agreed handover time, but the goods that should arrive are still missing. These fifty-three fully armed security fighters could only poke around in this bustling and noisy port foolishly, motionless, as if they had become a landscape pointed at by passers-by!

If there were more praiseworthy words in the words of passers-by, it would be fine to praise their strict military discipline. However, the merchants and travelers who come and go here simply disdain the solemn attitude of these security fighters, and all kinds of ridicule and sarcasm are endless.

"What are those people doing, are they doing galaxy performance art?" asked a patient and meticulous Ishitib who was curious about everything.

On the side, a tall and thin Neimoidian friend made a vague voice: "Maybe it's a welcoming team for some important person? It is said that some executives of the Qiankun Group like ostentation the most, and there are not dozens of people in front of them when they go out." If you are surrounded by others, you will not show your status, and you must pay attention to this when doing business with them."

"Wrong, wrong, you just don't know enough about the Gan galaxy." A shorter Quarren man waved his tentacles and smiled, "No matter how much the executives of the Qiankun Group like to show off, they won't use security soldiers. People in the dry galaxy are often ridiculed as '***', and only those who are unscrupulous will submit their resumes to the Security Bureau. Isn't it self-defeating to use these people to show off! I think maybe they want to be in the Showing off your might here?"

"Puchi." A short but extremely strong Camper simply laughed, "Is this considered Wuwei? Boys from a village in my hometown can crush them!"

"Maybe I made some mistake and was punished here for people to watch? Wait for me to take a picture..."

Several travelers from alien systems met unexpectedly and formed a group, commenting on the security fighters in Area 177 talking and laughing, making this group of soldiers who had exhausted their patience all furious.

Some of them couldn't help but want to raise the blaster in their arms.

However, an unusually tall squadron leader wearing black armor shouted sharply: "Stop! Don't forget the business!"

Although everyone was left a little distracted, but thinking that the order to call everyone here for punishment came from Xia Yan, the director of the General Security Bureau, no matter how much they thought, they could only restrain themselves. What's more, the squadron leader's majesty was even higher than Xia Yan's. When he roared, no one dared to act rashly.

It's just that the squadron leader can stop his subordinates from acting rashly, but he can't stop them from thinking wildly. It is precisely because their transfer level is too high that people are curious.

"Why did Director Xia personally give the order? Isn't it against the rules to leapfrog command?" A short middle-aged team leader with dusty armor couldn't help muttering.

"Could it be that the case of [Dui] the ex-chief of the branch who fled has implicated other people? I heard that our chief Jin has been flirting with Ning Tao..."

Hearing the content of the discussion became more and more outrageous, the captain of the Heijia Squadron had no choice but to shout again: "Shut up! Don't forget that we are on a mission!"

However, before the words were finished, a recruit who had just joined the army next to him completely ignored the ban and asked curiously, "So what are we here for this time?"

The leader of the Heijia Squadron replied helplessly: "As a handover, there is an important prisoner who will be handed over to us to take care of and deal with."

"What kind of prisoner is going to be sent here?" The recruit was even more surprised when he heard this, "Is there not enough prisons in the asteroid belt?"

Even the squadron leader couldn't answer this question.

"Don't think so much, it's not your turn to worry about, it's useless to think about it... Wait, it seems that it's finally here." The squadron leader of the black armor, at this time, received the message from the control tower, and finally relaxed. tone.

"Looks like I'm just a little late."

For this experienced veteran, what he fears most is not a powerful enemy, but accidents.

Now, their team is almost the only remaining security fighters in [Li]. It is already a great accident that the head of the General Administration personally transferred them to the port to stand guard. If there is another accident, the squadron leader feels that his heart will be overwhelmed.

However, as the agreed cargo ship kept approaching, the squadron leader found something wrong through the binoculars in his helmet.

It happened that the young recruit next to him was also looking through the binoculars, and murmured, "Why is this ship so dilapidated? Only one engine is on? Was it robbed by pirates?"

After a pause, the recruit put down the binoculars and said, "I always have an ominous premonition..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was slapped crisply on the back of the head by the captain of Heijia Squadron.

"Stop talking about such inauspicious nonsense!" The squadron leader became a little annoyed, feeling that he had been too gentle with the recruits, so that they couldn't even figure out what to say and what not to say!

The fifty people around him are all elite security guards trained by him personally. Although each has their own shortcomings, they are well-trained and have strict military discipline.

It is an extremely rare quality to be able to stand still under the sneering and sarcastic gazes around the port, but it is a pity that I still forgot to teach them to shut up!

Some words should not be said!

The next moment, the squadron leader's face darkened, and he gave an order to all his subordinates: "Get ready for the battle."

"ah?!"

Although the soldiers under him immediately raised their guns to fight, there was also a sound of surprise and uncertainty at the same time. Even his comrades who had followed him for many years felt that he was too drunk to be unconscious.

Challenge? What should we fight? This is a peaceful place, who does the squadron leader want to fight? Xia Yan, the evil head of the General Administration?

The leader of the Black Armored Squadron saw that his subordinates were dull, but he couldn't even bring up the resentment in his heart. After the Security Bureau experienced several previous accidents, he, a former star, has become a veteran, and the quality of the soldiers assigned to him really cannot be expected. high……

So, he didn't care about the astonished reaction of his subordinates, he raised his blaster and aimed at the giant camel-shaped cargo ship swaying from side to side in the distance.

Although at this distance, the cargo ship is a small spot in the field of vision, the general infantry blaster has no chance of hitting it-even the sharpshooter who made him admire on the battlefield in the past can't do it.

But what matters is not the result, but the warning effect of the shooting.