God is Coming

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The Storm Fighter restarted, and all equipment returned to normal. An electronically synthesized voice sounded in the cockpit: "The space jump has been completed, and all fighters can return to their berths. All fighters must return to berth within 30 minutes. After 1 hour, the starship will perform a second space jump."

Chu Jungui glanced at his surroundings, the space was a completely unfamiliar background, and he couldn't distinguish it.

He started the engine of the Storm Fighter, and with a bang, the fighter broke away from the surface of the starship and entered a state of free flight. This time, there were no enemies, and there was no emergency situation. The test body did not engage in extreme operations such as artillery acceleration, collision into the berth, and just docked at the berth honestly.

After getting off the Storm Fighter, Chu Jungui's legs softened, and he instantly felt that the armor on his body was heavier than a mountain. And all parts of the body are constantly alarming. Fortunately, the warning information is not damaged, most of them are insufficient energy.

So Chu Jungui knew that he was hungry.

Several staff members had been following the fighter plane, and hurried over to support Chu Jungui, and took him to the maintenance room next to him to change the armor. After an air battle, the pilot is too tired to climb out of the cabin, and these staff members have long been used to it.

As soon as the helmet of the storm driving armor was taken off, the staff thoughtfully brought over a bottle of energy drink. Chu Jungui bit the straw and sucked it up in one gulp.

The worker stared at the empty 2-liter drink bottle for a second.

Another staff member came to his senses and quickly brought over another drink bottle, which Chu Jungui sucked up again in one gulp.

The two staff took turns to go to battle, and Chu Jungui drank six large bottles of drinks in a row before expressing enough. The two staff members looked at the six empty bottles on the ground and stayed together for a second.

This is not an ordinary drink, but a high-energy drink specially designed to replenish physical strength and calories quickly. The calories are extremely high. A 12-liter drink is equivalent to at least seven or eight kilograms of pure fat. Normal people will be full after drinking half a liter. For example, fighter pilots, who have undergone multiple genetic optimizations and have undergone strict training, basically cannot finish a 2-liter bottle.

Chu Jun came back with 6 bottles, which naturally surprised them.

When he walked out of the storm control armor, the test subject was still a little unfulfilled, and felt that he could have another 6 bottles, but looking at the eyes of the staff, he felt that it was better to take it slowly, anyway, his stomach was already filled. As for being full, you can wait for a few suppers when there is no one in the evening, and one meal in half an hour is enough.

The two staff members were staring at Chu Jungui's body, wondering why his stomach didn't grow at all after drinking 12 liters of beverage by himself.

Of course Chu Jungui would not tell them that these drinks had been evenly delivered to all parts of the body. Now he just feels that there is a little too much water, and he wants to spit out a few liters. But judging by the faces of the staff, let's wait and see. Anyway, keeping the water will always be useful.

What the staff took out was not the original Lancer armor, but a set of universal armor in the starship. Chu Jungui didn't object either. After all, the fight with the Federation was in full swing, and wearing the opponent's armor was a bit harsh.

After changing the armor, a road map automatically appeared in front of Chu Jungui, guiding him to the command room of the starship.

Without the need for a crew member to lead the way, Chu Jungui followed the directions on the route map and walked into the automatic shuttle. The shuttle looked like an enlarged beverage can. After the hatch was closed, it moved along the dedicated passage, and returned Chu Jungui to the upper front of the starship in a blink of an eye.

Chu Jungui stepped out of the shuttle, followed the guidance of the road map, passed through an identification and security checkpoint, and entered the command area of ​​the starship.

The real command room is not that big, and it already looks a bit crowded with more than a dozen people sitting in it. Everyone sat very casually, and some even sat directly on the table against the wall. The most serious one inside was Lin Xi, and the least serious one was the guy in the middle who was half-slumped on the sofa, with his feet thrown high on the desk in front of him.

He was wearing a tight and light battle armor, without showing his face, several rays of light shot out from the palm of his hand, forming a light screen, and densely packed data rolled on it.

When Chu Jungui walked into the room, everyone turned their heads and looked at him in an instant.

The test subject looked around, but couldn't find much place to stay, so he chose a place near the wall to stand there.

Although the man in the middle has changed into a battle armor, it can be known from the unique fog coat of arms that he is the owner of this starship and also the agent sent by the Special Operations Department to rescue Lin Xi and Chu Jungui.

After Chu Jungui came in, he seemed to glance at Chu Jungui, and then said: "Everyone is here, let's start."

A person standing by the table next to him glanced at his personal terminal and said, "The probability of the return of No. 1 to No. 3 is estimated to be..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the starship owner, "Don't talk nonsense! They won't come back, we know it, and they know it too!"

There was no sound in the command hall.

The owner of the starship changed his posture, looked up at the ceiling, and said slowly: "Three ships, 1500 fighters, 11 partners and brothers, are they all gone?"

No one answered.

The owner of the starship didn't ask any more questions, and said a little tiredly, "Go ahead."

The person who reported earlier paused and said, "Without them, we might not have been able to escape."

The master of the starship said slowly: "I don't like the word escape, but this time, I really escaped."

"Next is the statistics of the battle results. The warship Real was unable to attack because it was preparing for a space jump, and only light self-defense weapons shot down 4 Federation fighters. Except for Guards 1 to 3, there was no starship battle, and the results were mainly based on the Federation Fighter planes are the main focus. The following are the results obtained by attacking fighter planes."

He paused for a few seconds before continuing to read: "The 100th place, Er'an, with 2 ordinary fighters, his own plane crashed; the 99th, Li Yuansheng, with 3 ordinary fighters, his own plane crashed;..."

The long list brought all the burden, until the 19th name was read, there was no words about the crash of the plane. Here, the record has been raised to 13, and there are three aces.

Chu Jungui didn't quite understand what a third-level ace was, probably similar to the Christopher he killed?

The list goes on.

"No. 3, Liu Mei, with a record of 21 fighters and 3 level 3 aces."

After reading this, the man suddenly paused for a moment, and then read slowly: "2nd place, um, 2nd place, illusory, record..."

Before he finished reading, the master of the starship grabbed the light screen and looked at it carefully.

He watched for a full ten minutes before staring at the person who announced the results. His gaze through the mask was as sharp as an invisible blade, "You did your calculations right?"

Even though he is a subordinate, that person still has the bottom line and backbone, he shook his head: "No."

The master of the starship threw the light screen back to him and said, "Keep reading!"