Law stood by and marveled: "It would be best if the Valkyrie was killed directly by the Sherman Empire."

"It depends on the situation," Yang Luo said. "What I'm worried about is that the empire is not determined enough to get rid of the Valkyrie and wants to capture her for research."

This possibility is extremely high," Ritsu reminded, "but even if this happens, I don't recommend that you take action under such conditions. If the Valkyrie is caught by the opponent, she may copy her last time.

A way of escape.”

Yang Luo murmured: "She would still run away like that, right? She still left a cell cluster in a secret corner."

"Yes, boss, this is almost inevitable," Lu said. "The main purpose of our proactive attack this time is that after defeating her, you can try to see if you can sense the cell mass she left behind at close range.

position, and then there will be no future troubles.”

Yang Luo nodded and began to remain silent.

The Feinan entered the Sherman Empire's search area.

It followed a civilian ship and slowly advanced towards the middle of the encirclement network constructed by the Sherman Empire.

Two hours later, the civilian ships were suddenly asked to stop moving forward and return to the original route.

"Yang Luo's tense nerves shook slightly: Have they found the ghost ship?"

Lu did not answer immediately, but searched with all his strength to confirm the information.

About half a minute later, several pictures appeared in front of Yang Luo.

It was on the outskirts of a dim yellow gas giant planet, below the magnificent planetary ring composed of gas and dust, that cargo ship with blue and white spray paint was floating quietly.

It is as small as dust.

It doesn't seem to have any life fluctuations.

Whether it is intuitive sensing or instrument data display, there is no sign of life at all.

Yang Luo breathed out softly.

His mood was a little complicated, and at this moment, he was burning with some unquenchable desire to fight.

Only by defeating the Valkyrie can he live a stable life and plan more important events without any worries.

Just end it here?

No, you can't have this kind of mentality, otherwise it will affect your judgment.

At present, the Sherman Empire officials have intervened, and they must obtain the maximum benefits and minimize the losses under this prerequisite.

"Boss, special forces ships arrived in the area and sent out several small boats."

"Let's also move closer and observe from the outside," Yang Luo said slowly, "Set the particle transmission point on the deck of the Imperial Special Forces' ship and keep the longest distance."

"This is a bit risky, boss, I'll execute it."

Lu didn't persuade him much.

On the Dongfeng, Mimili and Kolev skillfully completed the jump preparations. They stared at the information shared by Lu, and secretly worried about Yang Luo.

Compared to a super biochemical engineer, the Sherman Empire is obviously more terrifying.

On those small boats rushing forward quickly.

Gris frowned and looked at the cargo ship ahead, feeling a little nervous in his heart.

He rarely gets nervous. The last time he felt nervous was when he faced the roaring swarm of insects on the Zubin battlefield.

"Boss," several team members at the rear laughed, "the higher-ups really think highly of us. If they just let us go explore the way, it would be over if we just blow up the ship."

Gris said: "They want data, and no one knows if there are any survivors here. Don't complain randomly. Our three brigades have all sent their own elites. This is already considered fair."

The men and women each chuckled.

There were six people in total in the boat.

Gris is a "well-rounded" warrior, shouldering the responsibilities of a captain, observing the situation and commanding in response to changes.

Two muscular biochemical warriors, equipped with super powerful defensive shields, are the two doors to the team.

Two mechanically transformed warriors equipped with mechanical prostheses are each connected to remote fire control and detection devices, which can suppress small-scale firepower in a short period of time.

There is also a general modified warrior, the same type as Gris. He is mainly responsible for communication and firepower supplementation, and will continue to drive the airship later.

The other two teams have similar configurations.

Gris glanced at his watch and said: "Check the equipment, let's enter through the middle hatch of the cargo ship."

The six people were busy in silence.

The airship began to slow down, and the six people were pulled forward slightly by the inertia.

The six people activated their space suits, shouldered their flight packs, and opened the left and right hatches of the airship. A total of eighteen elite special forces soldiers left the three small boats and flew to the cargo ship a few kilometers ahead.

"Boss, there is a weak life reaction inside. I can barely detect it at this distance."

"Maybe it's in an emergency shelter or a nutrition warehouse."

Gris nodded.

He had already obtained more detailed detection data before. There were some corpses in horrible death conditions, and there were life reactions on the bridge.

It was based on these detection data that the superiors decided to send them to explore.

The jetpack lights up the halo.

Gris picked up the laser rifle and aimed it at the hatch. Two biochemically modified warriors took the lead in moving forward. One of them unfolded his lightsaber, pierced the hatch, and slowly slid.

Gris and the other two mechanical transformers turned on the fire safety at the same time.

There was a muffled sound and the hatch slowly slid down.

There is no outflow of air.

Simulated gravity is normal.

It was quiet inside the cabin door, without any light.

Gris' Adam's apple trembled a few times, and he flew in first with a gun, and was captured by simulated gravity. Two strong men opened their lightsabers, and a female mechanic behind lit up the ball suspended on her shoulder, completely illuminating this cabin.

Bright.

"ah."

Seeing the horrific corpses in the cabin, the new mechanical engineer couldn't help but scream and immediately covered his mouth.

Gris didn't bother to look at her, but looked around vigilantly.

Aboard the Feinan.

Yang Luo had no way of knowing what was going on inside the cabin. He could only speculate from a distance and sense it carefully.

There is no aura of Valkyrie at the moment.

She hid in a gas planet?

The environment here is extremely harsh.

Yang Luo muttered in a low voice: "Does the Sherman Empire not like drone technology at all? Why not arrange a few drones to explore the road first?"

Lu muttered: "They have to calculate the cost."

"It's not cheap for the special forces to make you!"

"Who knows," Lu smacked her lips, "The empire believes more in the power of people, maybe that's the case."

Just as Yang Luo was about to laugh and joke a few words, he suddenly felt a little irritated in his heart.
Chapter completed!