Just as the giant camel was slowly driving on a terrible journey, in the port area of ​​[departure], a group of security soldiers were already impatient to wait.

It has been a long time since the agreed handover time, but the goods that should be arrived have disappeared. The fifty-three fully armed security soldiers can only poke foolishly in this bustling and noisy port, motionless, and have become a landscape that has been pointed at by passers-by!

It would be fine if there were more praises in the words of the passers-by and praise their strict military discipline. But the travelers and travelers who came and went here were disdainful of the solemn attitude of these security soldiers, and all kinds of ridicule and sarcasm were heard.

"What are those people doing? Are they doing the performance art of galaxies?" asked an Ishitibu man who was curious about everything and patiently and meticulous.

Next to it, the tall and thin Nemoidia friend made a vague voice: "It's probably a welcome team to welcome some big shots? It is said that some senior executives of Qiankun Group like to show off their status when they go out without dozens of people gathering in front of each other. You must pay attention to this when doing business with them."

"Wrong, you're not aware of the galaxy system." A shorter Kurun man danced his tentacles and said with a smile. "No matter how much the executives of Qiankun Group like to show off, they will not use security warriors. These people are often ridiculed as '**' in the galaxy system. Only despicable families will go to the Security Bureau to submit resumes. Using these people to show off their pomp would make a humiliation! I think maybe they want to show off their martial power here?"

"Puchi." A short but extremely strong Kamp simply laughed, "Is this considered Wuwei? The young men from a village in my hometown can beat them up!"

"It may also be that I made some mistake and was punished for people to watch here? Wait for me to take a photo..."

Several travelers from the alien system met unexpectedly and formed a group of travelers, talking and laughing, commenting on the security soldiers in Area 177, making the group of soldiers who were already patient and exhausted were furious.

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

However, a squadron leader with an extremely tall figure and black armor shouted sternly: "Stop! Don't forget the serious business!"

Although everyone was a little upset, he thought of the order to mobilize everyone to stand here and punish them. No matter how much he thought, he could only restrain himself. What's more, the squadron leader's majesty was even above Xia Yan. He roared angrily, and no one dared to act rashly.

However, the squadron leader was able to stop his subordinates from acting rashly, but he couldn't stop them from thinking randomly. It was precisely because their transfer level was too high that people were curious.

"Why was Director Xia personally ordering? Is the commander who surpassed the level is not in accordance with the rules?" A middle-aged captain with dust in armor and the short stature couldn't help but mutter.

"Is it because the case of the former branch director who escaped was implicated by others? I heard that our Director Jin has been flirting with Ning Tao before..."

The discussion became more and more distorted as the ear heard the discussion, so the captain of the Black Armor had to whisper again: "Shut up! Don't forget that we are carrying out the mission!"

However, before he finished speaking, a newly recruited soldier next to him completely ignored the ban and asked curiously: "So what are we here for this time?"

The captain of the Black Armor squadron replied helplessly: "For handover, an important prisoner will be handed over to us for supervision and disposal."

"Which prisoner is going to send him here?" The recruit was even more surprised when he heard this. "Is there not enough prisons in the asteroid belt?"

But even the squadron leader couldn't answer this question.

"Don't think so much. It's not your turn to worry about things. It's useless to think about them... Wait, it seems that they have finally come." The Black Armor squadron leader finally breathed a sigh of relief when he received the message from the tower.

"It seems that I'm just a little late."

For this veteran who has experienced many battles, what he fears most is not a strong enemy, but an accident.

Now, their team of almost the only remaining security soldiers in [Li] were transferred to the port to stand guard by the head of the General Administration. This was a huge surprise. If another accident occurred, the squadron leader felt that his heart would be overwhelmed.

However, as the agreed cargo ship continued to approach, the squadron leader discovered something inappropriate through the telescope in his helmet.

It happened that the young recruit next to him was also looking at it with a telescope and murmured: "Why is this ship broken? Only one of the engines lit up? Was it robbed by pirates?"

After a pause, the recruit put down his telescope and said, "I always have an unknown premonition..."

Before he finished speaking, the black armored squadron leader slapped the back of his head and made a crisp sound.

"Stop saying such unlucky nonsense!" The squadron leader was a little angry, feeling that he was still too gentle to the training of the recruits, so they couldn't even figure out what they should say or not!

All the more than fifty people around him were the elite security forces he trained by himself. Although they all had their own problems, they were well-trained and had strict military discipline.

It is already an extremely rare quality to be able to stand firm in the sarcastic gazes around the port. It’s a pity that I have forgotten to teach them to shut up!

Some things shouldn't be said!

The next moment, the squadron leader calmed down and issued an order to all his subordinates: "Prepare to fight."

"ah?!"

Although the soldiers under his command immediately picked up their guns to fight, there was also a sound of shock and doubt. Even the comrades who had followed him for many years felt that he was so drunk that he was so unconscious.

Respond to the battle? What kind of battle should we fight? In this peace, who do the squadron leader want to fight? Is Xia Yan, the director of the General Administration?

When the captain of the Black Armor saw his subordinates being dull, he couldn't even raise his anger. After the Security Bureau experienced several previous incidents, he, a former star, has become an old veteran, and the quality of the soldiers assigned to him cannot be expected too high...

So, he didn't care about his subordinates' surprise reaction, and directly picked up the detonating gun and aimed at the giant camel-shaped cargo ship that was shaking left and right in the distance.

Although at this distance, the cargo ship is just a small point in his field of vision, ordinary infantry blasting guns have no chance of hitting - even the sharpshooter who was admired by him on the battlefield in the past could not do it.
Chapter completed!