Transporting slaves was no easy task.
In addition to strict supervision to prevent slaves from escaping, they also had to guard against all possible robbers on the road.
Enemies, space pirates, reckless wanderers, or some special forces.
At this time, in the vast starry sky, a transport caravan consisting of five warships was sailing cautiously.
Only one of them was transporting cargo, and the others were all escorts.
Inside the core command ship, Keaton, the person in charge, sat in front of the porthole, enjoying tea and snacks, looking quite leisurely.
"How long until Winnie the Pooh Galaxy?"
The servant, clearing the table, replied quietly, "About four days' voyage."
Keaton put the crystal glass down, a slight frown forming between his brows.
"Four more days? What kind of weird route is this?"
He used to take another route, but space pirates have been rampant in recent months, so he chose to take a detour for the safety of his cargo.
He originally thought it would only take seven days to arrive, but he underestimated the complexity of the route, and five days have already passed.
Keaton turned on the cockpit communication channel and said in a low voice, "The remaining flight time must not exceed three days, otherwise it will be very troublesome. No matter what, you must shorten the time for me."
Without giving the other party a chance to respond, Keaton cut off the communication.
When I turned my head, I saw the light of stars outside the porthole and asked where we were.
"A long-abandoned resource galaxy."
Keaton pulled open the star map, took a quick look, then reconnected to the cockpit and gave the order: "Go straight in, save time."
Although it won't save much, it can shorten the overall time.
Gradually, the caravan approached the galaxy and went straight in through the shattered asteroid belt.
Keaton vaguely sensed that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure out what the reason was.
"Sir, this way of sailing is very dangerous. If there is an ambush, we may be wiped out." The servant's words reminded Keaton.
The reason why caravans must take the route is because it is the safest route and generally less likely to have accidents.
He immediately ordered patrols everywhere to ensure safety.
However, before the order was fully conveyed, a bright beam of light shot out from a distance and hit the side of the warship.
Woo woo woo…
The damaged warship issued a full-channel alarm, and the caravan's escort ships took action, protecting the transport ship in the center.
"Sir, enemy attack." Reminders from other captains came on the public screen.
Keaton just recovered and said unhappily, "I know. Everyone, prepare for battle. Control Center, get in touch with the enemy as soon as possible and announce our identities."
Generally speaking, if you are attacked by small-scale space pirates, it is useful to disclose your identity.
But what made Keaton depressed was that the control center could not contact the other party.
"Fight back and destroy all the enemies."
The enemy's firepower sources are not all warships. There are also many fixed firepower points arranged on satellites, which give the caravan the illusion that they are ambushing the enemy.
In fact, Shira's fleet is not necessarily stronger than the opponent's.
At this time, inside the main ship, Sheila commanded calmly and controlled the rhythm of every part.
"The enemy's warships don't have shuttle capabilities, nor are they qualified to deploy super weapons, so we shouldn't rush and slowly consume them."
"Hannah, you must ensure that the signal is absolutely blocked. They cannot let the news out. There is a Valoran patrol fleet on the route."
"Everyone, please note that our resources are unlimited and can be consumed at will. Warships can also be abandoned. At worst, we can buy or rob them. Try not to sacrifice anyone."
After giving all the orders, Sheila left the main ship and flew to the side of the battlefield to meet Wendy.
The caravan clearly has a Star Melter, and currently only Wendy can deal with it.
Although Sheila is only a star ferryman, she is experienced and can provide help.
"Miss, why don't you ask the senior for help? If it were him, he could kill the other party with just one finger." Wendy was puzzled.
Sheila asked, "Who is the godfather?"
"The most likely person is a witch from the distant starry sky."
"That's right, he's not one of us, Hela. If we want to become stronger and save our people, we must rely on our own strength. Think about it, why did the alliance collapse after I left?"
Wendy suddenly realized: "The tribe is not strong enough."
"That's right. I brought the Hela people to a level they shouldn't have reached, causing them to collapse if I left. If any of you had been able to stop it, it wouldn't have gotten to this point. My godfather now is just like me back then. Even if I've become stronger with his help, our Hela people are still fundamentally weak."
"Miss, he's coming out."
The weapons of both sides clashed, resulting in heavy losses on both sides.
Keaton finally couldn't sit still anymore and summoned a group of Star Crossing men to prepare to raid the enemy warships and reduce their own losses.
However, not long after coming out, Keaton discovered a beam of super-energy light coming from the side, and it was an enemy of the same level as himself.
"They are not weaklings, kill them first."
Keaton rushed over and saw the true forms of Sheila and others.
"So it's a Hera, no wonder. Kill!"
Keaton's fighting spirit erupted and he charged towards Wendy.
Because according to wartime rules, even if he did not belong to the military, killing these Hera extraordinary people would be considered a merit and he could get a lot of rewards.
Wendy remained extremely calm and deftly drew out her extraordinary weapon, a shining long sword.
"Miss, protect yourself."
She rushed forward and confronted Keaton head-on.
In an instant, super energy exploded, the meteorite shattered, and the two used their physical strength to fight fiercely.
Sheila took a quick look and found that Wendy was not at a disadvantage, so she stopped paying attention to her and attacked other Valorans.
From the perspective of the Valorans, the strongest of the other side has been held back by their own masters, and they only need to face a tender girl.
"Haha, that's easy. I'll kill her."
"Get lost, who wouldn't want the free credit?"
"The little girl is so pretty. Don't be so hasty to kill her. You can catch her and play with her for days!"
Seven or eight two-meter-tall men flew across the starry sky, surrounding Sheila.
Silla stood up straight, holding a few uneaten candies in her hands, her eyes unchanged.
She looked back into the distance and vaguely saw a planet where Chen An was strolling.
"How exactly should I kill them? Easy or deliberately hard?"
"If I'm too strong, will Godfather think I'm strong enough to be independent and let me fend for myself? That won't do. I can't leave him until I break through to the Great Emperor."
So, Sheila crushed the candy that she had intended to use as a hidden weapon, and flexibly controlled her superpowers to launch a counterattack against the oncoming enemy.
She moves flexibly and knows when to stop. Even if she can see ten thousand flaws in the opponent, she will not rush to kill him.
Half a galaxy away, Chen An was confused.
"This girl is still playing at this time! She is still a child after all."
From his point of view, it would be reasonable for Sheila to kill the opponent instantly, instead of taking so long.
"It seems I need to take the time to teach her more fighting techniques, so that she doesn't just have strength but doesn't know how to use it."
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