"Wait."
Andrew called out to his men.
"Only the weight of the luggage? Are you planning to let Mr. Mitchell carry all this stuff on board?"
Seeing that his subordinate still didn't react, Andrew glared at him fiercely, then personally picked up the old leather suitcase and put it on the scale.
I have to say that this old-fashioned big box is really heavy. One box alone weighs three kilograms.
Including the weight of the box, the number on the scale now added up to 16 kilograms, so Andrew put two more gold bars on it.
"That's exactly twenty kilograms, no more, no less." Andrew clapped his hands in satisfaction, facing the petrified Mitchell, and handed over the repacked suitcase in his hand.
"Here are your bags, Mr. Miches."
As he said this, he forcefully stuffed the suitcase into the other person's hand, then pushed Mitchell into the crowd.
While the gold incident was being handled, the progress of the people boarding the plane was somewhat affected, but it did not stop. Facing these golden treasures, the passersby only took a quick glance, not even daring to stop and watch. After all, the machine guns on the armored vehicles were not toys.
The image of these violent organizations in the United States of Acre has long been deeply rooted in people's minds. They are the kind that will explode if you look at them any longer. Naturally, no one wants to get involved in this bad luck.
Mitchell was pushed along by the crowd with a blank mind, and only regained consciousness slightly when he reached the diversion area. However, it was obvious that he was a little more conscious, but not much.
At the diversion point, the crowd that was originally like a river automatically split into twelve thin tributaries along the channel surrounded by cordons. Several huge electronic bulletin boards were placed at the diversion points of the crowd, on which the numbers of the shuttles corresponding to each numbered channel were displayed in bold and large fonts.
Based on the information above, Mitchell easily found the one he was supposed to take. He followed the people who were separated and walked along Channel 9 for about two kilometers, and finally arrived at the entrance of the shuttle.
Shuttle Number Nine was located in the center of the left wing of the V-shaped formation. Originally a cargo transport, it was subsequently upgraded and modified by Huang Lala to function as a passenger aircraft. Besides their business acumen, the Larons also possess a vast modification industry. Much like the ubiquitous car modification shops in the Ark United States, the Larons' expertise in modifying low-end aircraft is well-known throughout the galaxy.
They have many legal modification factories that are open in the open, and of course there are many more illegal black industries.
Aside from Huang Lala's boss, Laputo, no one could say for sure whether Unit 9 had been legally modified, but few seemed to dwell on the issue. After all, the Lalon modification factories were known for their craftsmanship, and as long as the finished product passed annual inspection, the Spacecraft Administration would turn a blind eye.
Before entering the shuttle, you need to check your luggage. It's quite simple: just hand your belongings to the staff at the entrance. The yellow-clad clerks, wearing lightweight jumpsuits and helmets, will simply number the suitcases and stack them together.
The luggage would be transported to the cargo hold partition on the bottom floor before the shuttle took off. Because the original cargo hold was used to separate people and cargo, the Lalon people simply used steel plates to divide the cargo hold into two layers.
The larger area on the upper level is used to accommodate people, while the space below is used to carry the luggage and other cargo they carry.
Miches went through another security check, this time using the technology of the Galactic Alliance. No possible dangerous goods could escape this scan.
Entered the shuttle.
The shuttle Mitchell was aboard was even larger than a typical frigate. To maximize space utilization, the cabin was divided from the ceiling down into six levels, each only two meters high. The floor was filled with rows of seats, and the corridors between them were narrow, forcing some portly bosses to squeeze between them on tiptoe.
With thousands of seats on each floor, a fully populated shuttle could accommodate over 10,000 Luofan residents. Because it was a temporary warehouse conversion, there were naturally no windows. The image of tens of thousands of people trapped in a confined space was akin to déjà vu.
Fortunately, the journey was not far. After everyone boarded the plane and settled their luggage, the shuttle fleet took off immediately.
At this time, the Huang Lala immigration fleet had already arrived at the synchronous orbit of Luofan Star. Even taking into account the physical fitness of the elderly, the weak, the sick, the disabled and the pregnant women among the passengers, the return process was relatively gentle, and it only took more than an hour for the shuttle to return to their respective immigration ships.
There was no artificial gravity in the cargo hold, and the seats were fitted with crude, makeshift safety belts. Everyone needed to be securely strapped in before the shuttle took off. Even in space, once the shuttle had completed its inertial glide phase, they were not allowed to unfasten their belts except for restroom breaks.
Are you kidding? There are over ten thousand people in the entire cabin, and the shuttle crew, including the marines responsible for security, only has a dozen people. If something really happened, they would not be able to control the situation.
Fortunately, the temporarily arranged holographic projections attracted the attention of some curious babies to a certain extent. These projectors were like the televisions installed on long-distance buses, which played real-time scenes outside the shuttle, so they also served as windows to a certain extent.
These projectors are installed on the ceiling in the middle of the corridor on each floor, with one every ten meters or so, so that everyone in the cabin can see them clearly.
Through the projection, the passengers in the cabin saw the pitch-black darkness of space outside, and the planet of Luofan, glowing blue against a black background. The strange holographic image combined with the weightlessness was a novel experience for all the Luofan people present. They could see numerous streaks of light in the distant darkness; those were the shuttles traveling back and forth between the surface and the immigrant fleet.
As the shuttle sailed, Huang Lala's immigrant fleet gradually rose from the other side of the planet. At first, they looked like just a dot. But as they got closer, this dot began to grow faster and faster, gradually revealing a firm outline.
The people of Luofan began to be shocked by the size of this fleet and the level of technology behind it.
At the center of the fleet, surrounded by a line of small spacecraft like stars surrounding the moon, was Huang Lala's flagship, the Candela. Although the Candela was old, the technology it used was far beyond the scope of what the people of Luofan could understand.
The huge hull and the uneven armor blocks have a unique beauty when viewed from a distance.
It wasn't until the rough shell of the Candela, with new and old patches overlapping each other, took up most of the shot that Miches came back to his senses from the shock.
He understood that he was about to land on the core of the entire fleet.
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