"The frigate has no ship rights! Let me go, I want to fight him to the death!" The armed assault ship grabbed the clothes of the Noki-class frigate tightly, but pulled it out with a face ready to die.
Noki shook his head: "I don't want to die."
"Ahhh, that unfaithful man, why didn't he even meet us after he chose us?"
"He didn't choose us at all." As two ships that many admirals did not choose, they do have their own shortcomings. Although the Noki class has a large carrying capacity, its combat power... different people have different opinions.
The armed assault ship is just the opposite. It has abandoned all its transport capacity for short-term firepower and has no ability to carry intelligent machines. It has become what the admiral calls a "suicide ship". It will die in the enemy camp if it rushes into it.
The other RT5 wasn't chosen simply because Jasmine and her were too strong together, which meant they were dangerous. Furthermore, Jasmine's conditions for defeating her weren't something anyone could fulfill. Simply put, they were assigned to Chen Jing after being left behind.
The Noki class felt only fatigue, nothing else. After all, they were a warship, not a housekeeper, so they just had to obey orders and follow commands. There was no need to exercise any subjective initiative and cause unnecessary trouble for their superiors.
The armed assault ship was quite active, constantly busy, wandering around. Twice, it even returned with RT5 pointing its main gun at it. However, it was small and didn't consume much fuel, so Chen Jing ignored it. So, he just escalated his antics. He was really just trying to get someone's attention.
"Hello, can you hear me?" Message from Chen Jing.
The Noki class was stunned. A special gift for him? Did he finally have a change of heart and take him shopping? Wait, why take a ship shopping? A naval gun flagship store?
"If there's something, go to the harbor and pull it out."
Tears came out. Is that all?
It really is a tool boat.
The port wasn't far away. As a frigate, it wasn't much bigger than the city, much smaller. So docking wasn't completely impossible, it would just be awkwardly stuck. The port here was designed for small warships.
However, the Nokia class also has a solution, which is to send out its own large number of auxiliary transport ships to collect goods at the port. It must be said that the Nokia class seems to be designed for this kind of thing.
She switched her consciousness to a transport ship. This was a very ordinary mechanical connector, level four, using cold weapons.
After getting off the ship, the people who came to load the ship were not the merchant group from the port. They seemed to be there just to deliver the goods. Instead, a man in ordinary clothes came over.
"Hello, I'm here to deliver the goods. Please tell your boss that the goods have arrived." He pointed to the cargo filling the dock, which included a lot of contraband.
Noki frowned. She knew that her superior had a special identity, but having any connection with this kind of rat was indeed not a fair thing to do.
She nodded: "I understand." Intentionally or unintentionally, she stood at the front of the team, showing that she was the person in charge here.
The other party then nodded calmly and ran away.
The Noki-class brought up its own intelligent machines to load cargo. Because they were professional and had a lot of large equipment, the first transport ship was loaded in about five minutes.
Looking at the remaining cargo, only seven or eight ships would be needed to carry it. The Noki class had a habit of thinking outside the box. If the cargo was with them, would Chen Jing come more often? Thinking this way, the matter didn't seem so annoying anymore. If she could interact with her superiors more often, her future life would be better. At least she wouldn't be used as a human shield. She'd heard that many admirals would use the tough Noki class as a human shield, often returning battered and bruised, with no one caring. It would be best if it could be used as a transport ship.
"Well, from now on I will be the captain of the transport team!" he encouraged himself.
After delivering the goods, she sent a message asking for instructions on the next step.
Chen Jing's response was: "Continue to hover nearby and be cautious."
Simply put, I'm just sitting around. That's what I'm best at. The Noki-class nodded, continuing to hold onto the assault ship, hovering in its original position, waiting quietly. He couldn't help but look at his own situation, feeling a pang of sadness.
"I'm so miserable."
The Raider glared at her, "I'm worse off."
“…” The two ships looked at each other and sighed.
…
Following Cheng Mulin, we wandered around in this area full of illegal buildings and finally entered a secret door after several turns.
Cheng Mulin turned around and said, "This is our base."
Fenrir's nose twitched: "The smell is mixed, there are a lot of people."
Cheng Mulin smiled: "There are more than seventy of us here. We have a big plan, but it will be after you leave. We don't have the confidence to defeat the battleship." He curled his lips and looked at Baozhenjiang: "There are also some abnormally strong people."
Pillow-chan turned back into the docile and cute pillow in Azathoth's arms. The only problem was that it had become soft, which made Azathoth sigh for a long time and said he wanted to do it again, but it scared the little guy a lot.
Chen Jing also cooperated very well and brought it up to Cheng Mulin, and then was strangled by two tentacles for a long time.
This guy is really something. She can stretch and shrink freely and change in any way. If you don’t know her, you would think she is a fluid.
The indescribable characteristics of the gods are deeply rooted in the system.
Azathoth holds her in his arms every day, and who knows, one day he might evolve into a super pillow, the ultimate pillow.
Cheng Mulin led everyone inside, walked past the crowd, then turned around and said, "Please ask your men to wait here for a moment. It will be safer if fewer people know about the following conversation." Although Chen Jing insisted that his men were reliable, Cheng Mulin didn't listen at all.
Chen Jing had no choice but to follow him in. This private room was very small, and it was obvious that it had been divided out not long ago.
Cheng Mulin leaned against the box and took out a box of cigars: "Want one?"
Chen Jing waved his hand to show that he didn't smoke.
"I don't smoke either, but I want to tell you something while I'm here." He was very serious and proper.
Chen Jing's eyes fixed: "What's the matter?"
"I know the location of the emperor's last descendant, but I can't do it alone. I hope you can help me."
"Are your men unreliable?"
"The stakes are high, and I don't trust them."
"Then how can you trust me?" Chen Jing smiled.
"Because you are my uncle." Cheng Mulin said seriously.
Chen Jing thought about it, then nodded and agreed: "Where is she?"
"In a laboratory."
"Huh?" A descendant of the emperor in a lab? What kind of bizarre development was this?
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