v3 Chapter 148： Final boarding

Federal calendar at 14:03 on November 6, 178.

Tokyo is shrouded by rain clouds. The heavy and dim clouds and the shadows cast by the huge spaceships in the sky are obscured. The rain drips along the gaps of the spacecraft. From a distance, it looks like a piece of falling in a bleak world. A rain curtain.

As a result, Tokyo fell into the darkness of the night, and the flashing lights of the streets and spaceships passed over the city, adding a touch of doomsday to this cold city.

But the city itself is not bleak.

People, a large number of people crowded on the street, stumbling forward, dragging their homes, carrying their luggage with difficulty, striding forward hard, poking their heads, wanting to see the scene further ahead.

This is the last group of people boarding the ship.

The drizzle fell on the temples and fever, and the surrounding sounds were chaotic and noisy. Suddenly, a huge roar sounded. Yuan Jingcheng turned his head suddenly and saw a huge aircraft that had never been seen on TV pass over their heads, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. The far end of the black head.

Others crowded in.

There are men and women. The flesh collides with the flesh, and in the dense rain water, in addition to the smell of steel and motor oil, all kinds of smells on the human body, no matter good or bad, mixed together, they all become unpleasant.

Yuan Jingcheng firmly grasped the "ship ticket" in his hand.

That was the lucky charm he got by drawing lots. It was his hope for the rest of his life. He knew very well that the densely packed people gathered here are not all people who have tickets. Some of them are simply people who don’t have tickets. They just hug. I came here with one-tenth of a million hope, or a mentality of luck, to see if I could catch a fish in troubled waters and board the boat, or if I could grab one from other people in the chaos.

At this time, votes are fate, and anyone who loses a ticket is dead.

Yuan Jingcheng didn't want to lose his life, so he kept holding the ship ticket in his heart.

He was just an ordinary young man in the China Region, a representative of mediocre life. He didn't think that his survival had any meaning to this fugitive fleet, but he didn't want to die as he wanted to live.

At this moment, chaos broke out ahead. It seemed that several people wanted to blatantly grab other people’s tickets, but the noise was so loud that it even alarmed the electronic guards in the sky. They quickly landed from the sky, directly The personnel involved in the scene were shot and killed on the spot, and the crowd was completely quiet amidst a scream.

It is said that the people who grab the tickets and those who have the tickets are dead. The Federation does not care about the dead. There is no difference between one, two, or even five or ten. It is suppressed to ensure that the last batch can be registered within the expected time. The ship will not affect the overall situation.

The crowd calmed down.

The chaos just now was very close to Yuan Jingcheng. In the chaotic crowd, he felt a hand grasping his hand holding the ticket, and almost took advantage of his carelessness to **** his ticket. Fortunately, Yuan Jingcheng The grip was tight enough that the man didn't succeed.

The ferry ticket is a small electronic card the size of two USB flash drives, which records the information after boarding, the location of residence, the level of privileges, etc., but such an advanced thing does not record the person who draws it. For personal information, the federation only recognizes the ship ticket, and you can board the ship as long as you hold the ticket.

Some people say that this is because the Federation has no time to enter everyone's information to confirm their identity; some people say that the Federation is deliberate, because the last batch was originally random, and the lucky ones belonged to the lucky ones, but the Federation even more. Hope that capable people will board the ship.

Yuan Jingcheng didn't know what the Federation thought, he just wanted to live.

The line was too long, but the progress was too slow. One hour, another hour, the team moved forward like a snail, but it was not that the efficiency was too low, but that there were too many people. The sky was getting darker and darker, but the rain stopped. A warship rose apart from the fleet, penetrating the clouds.

Only then did Yuan Jingcheng know that the sky was completely dark.

His watch was also lost in the chaos, and only a backpack salute was left, tightly held by him with the ticket to his chest.

At this time, Yuan Jingcheng noticed with some alertness that a pair of mother and daughter approached him.

She was a beautiful young mother, probably only twenty-eight or ninety-nine years old, almost the same age as Yuan Jingcheng, but a mediocre man like him who could not be touched for almost his entire life, with a delicate face and a good temperament. The elegant aura, even if a little embarrassed, can hardly conceal her identity as a top person, and she is holding a three-year-old child in her arms. The child is in her arms, looking left and right ignorantly, and finally looks down. In Yuan Jingcheng's body.

Then the mother's gaze came over.

Yuan Jingcheng thought ironically that the top of the society had to squeeze a spot with himself. But he seriously suspected that the mother and daughter didn’t have enough ferry tickets-few lucky people could get valuable ferry tickets for the whole family. Therefore, in his opinion, the two of them were clearly coveting their own ferry tickets. He tried hard to squeeze into the crowd on the other side to escape, but failed. There were too many people. He tried hard to squeeze. He was treated as someone who wanted to steal the ferry ticket and was squeezed back.

But because of the existence of federal robots, no one dared to make any big noise.

Yuan Jingcheng had to stumble forward with the mother and daughter. The woman's body was almost on his body, turning her head to observe him from time to time.

A soft body, there is no peculiar smell in such chaos. If it had been targeted by such a successful and beautiful woman before, Yuan Jingcheng would want to try it even if he had a child. At least it wouldn’t be a loss to go to bed, but now He just wanted to hide, as far as possible-because he had already seen the outline of the spaceship.

That means that people in their echelon are about to come to the end of this long road to boarding. Those who do not have a ticket now will definitely fall into madness. At this time, it is best to be surrounded by people with tickets. , Otherwise, in case of being attacked, wouldn't it be blood mold?

Yuan Jingcheng is confident that his ticket will not be robbed, but what he is worried about is that he will be shot and killed by a drone robot in the sky.

Then his efforts will all of his be in vain?

Before the spacecraft, the chaos broke out, and even reached Yuan Jingcheng's side. The robots in the sky immediately moved closer. Yuan Jingcheng's expression changed, but if he gritted his teeth and glanced at the woman next to him, sure enough, the other person's expression also changed. Become anxious and nervous.

Seeing this, Yuan Jingcheng didn't hesitate anymore, ready to run away in the chaos.

However, when he was about to move, he was held back.

The woman stretched out her hand and grabbed him.

Yuan Jingcheng's heart immediately sighed: Trouble!

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