Chapter 114

Huge cyclones formed water walls more than ten meters high on the sea surface. The roar of the explosion is still clear and audible, and the thick dark clouds have been completely dyed red by the fire.

At this time, assanna has completely ignored the aftershock of the explosion, her hair has been glued together because of sweat, pale face can see a woman's unique kind of strong.

Like a needle, the light red spacecraft broke through the air, penetrated the layers of cloud resistance, and flew to space at full speed. The sea water and grass leaves that originally adhered to the surface of the spaceship when they rushed out of the sea turned into steam and fly ash under the friction of huge air kinetic energy.

A light screen flickers in front of assanna, and massive data constantly refreshes in front of her eyes. Even if she has a first-order mental power bonus, it will be very difficult for her to analyze such a large amount of data alone. But now she has no choice, because behind her seat is xiao'an, who is in a complete coma, and Qiu Rui, who is seriously injured.

Asana needs to be familiar with the parameters of the spacecraft in the shortest time, and work out an escape plan with the help of the optical brain.

She was very clear that the bloody warship behind them would never let them go easily, and the man who was as cold as a vampire would never give up easily.

"Na, you need to enable level a permission, otherwise, the speed will not be improved..." Qiu Rui's voice is intermittent, the pupil is a little lax, and the corner of his mouth is still bloodstained. His body was leaning against the bulkhead, and his left hand protected the huge wound under his ribs. Half of his clothes had been dyed red with blood.

"Don't talk. I'll get it done in a minute!" Asana's snow-white fingers are dancing fast on the light screen, conveying instructions to the light brain.

Qiu Rui doesn't seem to want to argue with her. She just gently closes her eyes and slows down her breathing to recover her physical strength as much as possible. The battle just now cost him a lot, and now I still can't help but make him secretly frightened.

How long hasn't it been like this?

Thoughts are slowly flowing in Qiu Rui's mind, his mouth slightly tilted, seems to be raised a smile.

Asana didn't notice the subtle changes in Qiu Rui's expression. She was working hard at this time, and her sweat was left along her white neck, but she didn't feel it at all.

Just a few minutes later, asana successfully launched the A-level authority, and the wings of the spacecraft slowly expanded, and the speed rose sharply!

After all this, asana immediately runs to qiurui and helps him to the temporary operating table. She begins to deal with the shocking wounds on his body.

"Na, go and see Xiao an. I don't mind." Although Qiu Rui speaks very natural and unrestrained, his tone is not relaxed, even can say, he is very reluctant to speak now.

"She seems to have been attacked mentally, but not physically. But you are different. This wound can kill you. " I don't know what the reason is, at this time, asana is like a war doctor, strangely cold.

"I want to send a message." Qiu Rui is lying on the operating table with his eyes blankly looking at the ceiling. Local anesthesia makes him feel little pain, but the loss of vitality is slow but still very clear.

"You'd better not move now." Asana's voice was calm, even cold.

"We have to go to asnantes." Qiu Rui moves his eyes from the ceiling to a Sanna's face. Although his voice is feeble, it's still clear.

"Why?" Asana is still buried in the treatment of his wound, just subconsciously asked.

"I have some old friends who should be in asnantes soon. As long as we find them, we're really safe. " Qiu Rui doesn't know what's in his mind, but there's a soft light in his eyes, which makes a Sangna feel a little stunned. She looks at Qiu Rui's expression unexpectedly.

However, a Sangna's Lengshen is only a matter of a few seconds, and she soon buries herself in dealing with Qiu Rui's wound. For Qiu Rui's old friend, she didn't think about it or have time to think about it.

After more than an hour's operation, a Sangna finally treats all the wounds on Qiu Rui's body, and Qiu Rui has already been in a coma. She sat on the operating table, and after a full rest for ten minutes, she slowly climbed up, supporting her aching body and walking to xiao'an, who was lying not far away.

There is no instrument on board to thoroughly check the brain damage, and Asana can only do some of the most basic nerve reflex tests on xiao'an. Just as a Sanna turns over xiao'an's body, the portable optical brain attached to xiao'an's right wrist suddenly makes a clear prompt sound.

Mail, from Kula.

When she saw the information emerging on the miniature screen, a strong impulse suddenly sprouted in her heart. Although, her reason tells her, this may not have any effect at all, even will expose their whereabouts.

But she has no choice now.

Asana's hand on the light screen, a virtual camera emerged. At the moment, what she wrote on her face was only perseverance and determination.At the moment, she can only gamble.

……

Kula is on his way to rd219 with old Tommy. Old Tommy almost does everything he can to listen to all kinds of information about xiao'an. His spirit of eight trigrams can be regarded as the most ancient and modern.

Kula couldn't stand his obsession, and finally explained the cause and effect.

Just after Kula finally got rid of old Tommy's entanglement, he suddenly felt a burst of boredom in his chest. I don't know why. He always felt like something was pressing him out of breath.

Almost subconsciously, Kula opened his brain and sent Xiao an a message of greeting. However, less than half an hour later, he received a reply!

"So fast?" Kula frowned and opened the email on the light screen.

A video message was presented to him. Above, there is a woman who looks in a mess.

"Why?" Kula's pale yellow eyes contracted slightly, and a touch of uneasiness rushed to her heart.

Old Tommy is sitting lazily in the main control room at the moment, looking at the star map on the light screen and reflecting on the information about xiao'an he just collected.

However, before old Tommy could figure out how to further promote the relationship between Kula and xiao'an, the door of the main control room opened. Kula came in with a screen in his hand.

"Where is the supply point of the westerly army nearest to us?" Kula's voice was as calm as water, and as good as ever, but old Tommy recognized the hidden murderer.

"What's the matter?" Old Tommy frowned and glanced at the light screen in Kula's hand.

At the moment, Kula no longer conceals anything, and directly throws the light screen to old Tommy. After watching the video message on the light screen, old Tommy's face no longer had the obstinacy just now, but was extremely serious and cold.

"The westerly army is really becoming more and more arrogant. It seems that it is necessary to take care of it." Old Tommy put the light screen on one side of the seat, got up and came to the master light brain, called out the nearby star map.

"Here, the planet of Roth, is the closest westerly supply point to us." Old Tommy reached for a point on a huge electronic map of a planet, and then enlarged the image and screened out useful information.

"However, the scale of this supply point is a little big!" Old Tommy looked at the green saber camp sign in the data list. Obviously, there are at least 300 troops stationed here.

"Just go here, and when you get to daroslead, you'll immediately return to asnante to meet them." Kula's voice didn't fluctuate, as if she was planning a boring nightlife after dinner.

"Are you going to pull out this supply point alone?" Old Tommy asked, squinting at Kula as if with deep meaning.

"Pull out the supply point, then hijack a clipper to yuliu. If it goes well, there's still time to set up a sniper position. If you don't catch up, go straight to the prison and pick up people. " When Kula finished, he turned and walked to the passage without giving old Tommy another chance to ask questions.

He doesn't want to talk any more. His anger has been completely ignited since he saw Xiao an in a daze on the light screen just now.

Old Tommy watched Kula's back disappear in the shadow of the passage, but he couldn't help but feel tight in his heart. He suddenly felt a burst of dry throat, numbness of limbs, the scene in front of him seemed to be a little confused.

He suddenly felt a little trance, and even seemed to have some illusion, as if the figure just left was no longer like a hunter, but more like a killer, or assassin!

……

Xueji is a small warship with fast and medium firepower, which is mainly used to carry out fast strike and breakthrough, and is often used to suppress small-scale armed riots.

However, the blood sacrifice, which is good at speed, failed to catch up with the tiny light red spaceship in front of it from the beginning. Moreover, judging from the pursuit in the past two days, it was totally unable to shorten the distance.

This really surprised winster, who was full of confidence, but it was just some accidents. In his opinion, neither asana nor xiao'an could escape from him. As for Qiu Rui, although he has some strength, he is just a little better than von buble. He is not a threat at all. What's more, he has been seriously injured, and there is a whole battalion on his warship!

It was Da'an who really frightened him.

All along, winster disguised himself as a good boss. Even before he arrived at EASTLEY, Da'an thought that winster would clean him up, just as he had always allowed him to leave the army and come back to see xiao'an.

This tragic ending has to be said to fully cater to winster's abnormal psychology. He can't even help saying goodbye to Da'an who is about to be sent to yuliuxing prison in a trembling voice, but at the same time, he tells Da'an that they are going to chase xiao'an and assanna who are on the run.Da'an roared wildly, as if he was still in his ears. Unfortunately, now he has been escorted to yuliu star.

"Looking at their escape route, it seems that they are going to asnantes?" He said, frowning, standing next to the huge electronic map.

"Asnantes? Apart from the drunken wine street, there are colorful tourists. What kind of shelter can they seek there? " Winster had a glass of red wine in his thin, pale hand, his chin in his other hand, and his eyes were full of curiosity and expectation.