Born to Be Rebellious [Quick Transmigration]

After the adjutant realized that he was frightened by a scrawny pariah, he couldn't help becoming furious. He raised his hand and slammed the half-open door open with the butt of his gun, and rudely reprimanded: "We are here to search the Fugitives, if you don’t cooperate, you will be regarded as covering up!”

The man shrank back two steps:

"But, but you didn't come to..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the alliance army who broke into the door directly, and his thin body, which had almost no strength due to hunger, fell heavily to the ground.

The room was small and empty, with hardly any place to hide.

After the search, the Union soldier turned around and walked out, but a skinny hand grabbed the hem of his trousers. He lowered his head and saw the man still holding a faint hope, and asked tremblingly: "Sir, the selection... ..."

Looking at the man's haggard and humble face, a hint of impatience flashed in the soldier's eyes. He kicked his head hard with his heavy military boots and shook off the man's shackles: "Get out!"

The strange commotion here is like a stone thrown into the water, and the lifeless gathering area seems to have finally come to life.

All the dry and crooked doors and dilapidated and dirty curtains were opened from the inside, and countless faces that were equally haggard and lifeless looked out from the dark room, and each pair of cloudy eyes flickered With the same longing and hope, staring closely at the Alliance Army standing in the center of the open space, small whispers spread from every corner:

"It's the Union Army, they're coming!"

"Selection is selection!"

"Please come here and take a look..."

"Come to us!"

Countless voices amplified by longing merged into a torrent and rushed towards them. The haggard residents were like living skeletons, with extremely focused and hungry expressions radiating from their deeply sunken eye sockets. The soldiers raised their arms staggeringly, and gathered in groups. This scene was like being in hell, which made the scalp tingle. The alliance soldiers suddenly raised their guns nervously, aiming at the surrounding residents one after another.

Xiao Yi, who was lying on the rubbish mountain, raised his heart to his throat, and subconsciously raised his hand to grab Ge Xiu who came after receiving the notification.

His voice was only a sharp breath due to nervousness: "Xiao, Xiaoqi, what should I do?"

Gexiu pointed his brain at the area not far away, and replied quietly:

"Wait."

The younger pair, Gexiu, had long been accustomed to trust and obedience, gritted their teeth, lay down again, and continued to observe the open field where many people gathered.

The most experienced lieutenant in the whole team was the one who calmed down the fastest. He remembered what the man said about "selection" just now, and then thought of the too frequent slave collection by the alliance recently, and finally realized that the other party mistook his group for The alliance army who came to the selection, although I don't know how this misunderstanding happened, but the most urgent task now is to stabilize the opponent.

It's just that the atmosphere of the confrontation between the two parties is too tense now, and the other party is too excited and fanatical to listen to their words, so the adjutant had no choice but to bite the bullet and admit:

"Yes, that's right, we are indeed here for selection, and citizens are requested to cooperate with our work—"

The residents on Garbage Star became quiet in an instant, and everyone's eyes radiated hope. They became extremely obedient and obedient, for fear that their attitude would affect their qualifications for selection later.

Seeing that the scene was finally under control, the adjutant heaved a sigh of relief without any trace. He was about to take this opportunity to inquire about the traces of those fugitives, but unexpectedly, a terrified voice came from behind:

"But, but, you, didn't you say that you are chasing fugitives...?"

The adjutant turned his head and saw the thin man just got up from the ground at some point, he was looking at the alliance army in surprise, his face still had the marks of being beaten, his voice was slightly trembling, and he asked in surprise .

The adjutant's heart skipped a beat, and an ominous premonition spread from the bottom of his heart.

There was hardly any time for him to react, and a weak but angry voice sounded from the crowd: "...hunting for fugitives?!"

"Is it like the way I captured my child before?"

Depressed noises resounded in the sea of ​​ragged people, those buzzing whispers were like the new wind blowing across the fields, setting off layers of ripples and waves, as if there was a faintly surging uneasy emotion, hoarse, weak , Humble, panicked voices sounded from the dark and dirty streets.

At the beginning, it was just some vague and mixed whispers, and it was almost impossible to capture clear vocabulary. Later, even the adjutant who was protected by soldiers with live ammunition in the middle could hear the increasingly noisy discussions in the crowd.

"My child never came back after being taken away..."

"Me, my brother too!"

"My husband... he, he was also taken away by the Union Army..."

Feelings of panic and doubt spread wildly among the crowd like a deadly plague.

These emotions accumulated rapidly and changed qualitatively at an uncontrollable speed. Those trembling tones quickly turned into fear and excitement, and the low whispers brewed into clear and huge voices at an extremely alarming speed. Flowing, out-of-control voices sounded from all directions, attacking the isolated and helpless Alliance Army like an unstoppable wave:

"Yes, that's them!"

"...It's the same military uniform!"

"Dad, Dad came back after being selected and left. He told us that everyone is a liar, and he never left again. Then the next day, someone from the alliance said he was a fugitive! Take him away!"

"They said that my brother's mental state is unstable and they want to take him back for treatment, but he is obviously normal!"

One sound after another.

Face by face.

Everyone is a mirror, magnifying and releasing the emotions projected on them.

The sympathy generated by the crowd grew and spread exponentially, like sparks falling into the wilderness, and a hot wave exploded almost instantly.

Countless dirty and skinny faces like skeletons were aimed straight at the soldiers, and the deeply sunken eye sockets were like dark caves, which made people shudder, and the air was filled with foul smell, and the tense atmosphere seemed to The bowstring could be broken, and all the soldiers subconsciously felt the fear of being threatened, and the muzzle of the gun that had just been lowered was raised again and aimed at the crowd.

The adjutant sensed a strange atmosphere, as if someone was watching from the dark, silently and secretly controlling the direction of everything, this feeling made his hair stand on end, and he had no choice but to desperately try to get things back on track— —He tried to explain to the residents that his troops were not malicious, and at the same time tried to tell his soldiers that it was impossible for the people who were raised as pigs and dogs to actively attack the soldiers with live ammunition.

In the next second, a thin figure ran over from the crowd, and there seemed to be a faint silver light in his hand:

"My Louis..."

The soldiers closest to her were already tense to the extreme, and before she could finish speaking, they pulled the trigger.

The sound of metal colliding was so clear that the crowd fell silent instantly. The thin and disheveled woman stared blankly at the person who shot at her, and the silver light in her hand fell to the ground with a clang—it was a simple metal photo frame.

The adjutant's heart skipped a beat.

Oops.

The gunshot was like a spark that ignited the explosive barrel instantly, making the submissive crowd boil with rage, the crowd dominated by anger stared at them, and the hostility against them was overwhelming, and the air could almost smell the smell of gunpowder that was about to explode.

The adjutant realized that the deal was done, all explanations were useless, and violent conflict was unavoidable. He felt that it would be better to act first, so he decisively ordered:

"Fire and break through!"

But in the next second, all the soldiers around him realized at the same time that all the weapons in their hands had misfired, as silent as useless scrap iron.

And the crowd around was enraged even more, the anger that had been suppressed for ten or twenty years poured out from their lifeless eyeballs, and poured towards the only opening in front of them. Obstacles utterly destroyed—

The adjutant raised his head blankly, and the woman who rushed over just now had been submerged in the crowd.

At this moment, he seemed to finally understand something, and suddenly turned his head to look behind him.

The man has disappeared.

On the rubbish mountain not far away, Gexiu retracted his head, curled up and laughed out of breath: "Hahahahahahaha, did you see his expression? Hahahahahahaha!"

Xiao Yi lay on the dirty ground, not recovering for a long time.

...what just happened?what happened?

After a long time, Gexiu finally managed to stop his smile, and took out an ugly machine from his arms:

"Electromagnetic pulses can indiscriminately destroy advanced energy sources within a kilometer in diameter—an incapable stun gun can't reach its effective energy threshold, but if it's a deadly light-energy quantum weapon, you won't be so lucky."

He showed Xiao Yi the pitted and dark iron bumps, raised his eyebrows happily and said, "Isn't it beautiful?"

Xiaoyi hesitated to speak: "..."

kind of ugly.

Gehu didn't notice Xiaoyi's indescribably complicated expression, but touched the ugly machine with some regret, and sighed:

"Unfortunately, in order to use it in the future, I have to reduce its influence radius, and the damage it causes is far less than the theory."

Suddenly, Xiao Yi thought of something: "So, you knew from the beginning that their guns couldn't fire?"

Ge Xiu nodded of course.

Thinking of his behavior just now, Xiao Yi blushed—from now on, he was extremely nervous from body to heart. When he saw the soldier pulling the trigger and the adjutant ordered to fire, he was so panicked that he almost cut his fingernails. Pinched into the palm of his hand, the sweat seeping from his body almost soaked his clothes from top to bottom.Shy and annoyed, he stammered and asked:

"Then...you, why, why didn't you tell me?"

Ge Xiu: "Because your expression is also very funny hahahahahahahaha!"

The little one slowly turned his head expressionlessly, glanced at the faceless captain who was smiling beside him, and took a deep breath.

Not angry not angry.

Not worth it. Not worth it.

A few figures slipped over from a side hidden path, a total of six people, all dressed in the daily attire of residents of Garbage Star, obviously they hadn't gained much weight during their life on the main ship, and they looked similar to those of the planet. The other residents were no different.

And the thin man who took the initiative to open the door, and the woman who rushed out of the crowd recklessly were all on the list.

The man skillfully stopped the wound on his face from bleeding. His face was slightly distorted by the pain, but the light flashing in his eyes was astonishingly bright: "Captain, we have completed the task you gave us."

Ge Xiu nodded happily: "Good job."

Xiao Yi couldn't help but peeked at him.

The side face of the young man was a bit blurred in the chaotic twilight, and there was a careless smile on his lips, giving him an unpredictable sense of danger.

He already knew that his former playmate had changed.

Become decisive, wise, and ruthless.

This time, he followed the opponent all the way, watching Gexiu lay out the net step by step. No one knows this action better than him-it seems that only two people showed up, but they really played a role What matters is all the chess pieces arranged in the crowd. Under Gexiu’s command, they arouse people’s emotions little by little, and patiently lead the situation to the direction determined earlier. The whole process is so logical, like a work of art. As smooth and exquisite.

And Gexiu, as the maker of the chaos in front of him, the trader who pushed everything, didn't seem to be aware of what he had done

Although they once grew up together, the current Xiaoqi always makes him feel indescribably awe and strangeness—human beings always instinctively fear the treacherous and unknown things.

However, since returning to this planet, Xiaoyi felt that the barriers and fears in his heart gradually disappeared invisibly.

——Because no matter how dangerous the situation is, Xiao Qi is always thinking of them and protecting them all the time.

Thinking of the amulet he gave away, he pursed his lips and smiled.

Ge Xiu threw the iron lump in his arms into Xiaoyi's arms, and stood up from the garbage heap contentedly. He patted the dirt and garbage debris on his body, and he didn't even look at the chaotic and fierce battle not far away. The crew behind them said:

"The play is over, let's go."

Xiaoyi came back to his senses, froze for a moment, hugged the strange-shaped machine in his arms, and hurriedly followed Gexiu's footsteps:

"Go, where are you going?"

Ge Xiu looked down at the coordinates displayed on the brain, and replied without raising his head:

"Of course the task is accomplished. Now this kind of passionate anger comes and goes quickly. If you don't make good use of it now, it will be too late."

After more than 20 minutes, the group of them stopped beside a high garbage mountain, which seemed to be fresh garbage that had just been dumped on the planet. The crew members who grew up in this place couldn't help but frowned and raised their hands to cover their mouths and noses.

Gexiu called up the command authority of the Leviathan, and tapped twice on the brain.

The huge garbage mountain suddenly moved, and countless smelly and broken garbage debris slid down from the top of the mountain. Everyone heard a familiar buzzing sound, and then the whole garbage mountain collapsed like a mudslide, revealing the corroded The rusty metal surface of the ship - it is the cargo ship that sailed from the former Leporte.

The crowd cheered.

It seems that this is how they left Junk Star and returned to the main ship.

But what I didn't expect was that Gexiu didn't let everyone board the ship, but remotely controlled the cargo ship to lift off, and slowly sailed to the place where they came from before.

Although everyone was puzzled, no one raised any objections.

Because they all know that their own captain always has his own plan.

Ge Xiu still lowered his head, manipulating the ship on his own, then took out the metal sheet that Xiaoyi gave him from his pocket, scanned it with his brain and uploaded it to the cargo ship, he looked up at Xiaoyi. One, raised a bright smile:

"Thank you for the gift."

what?

Xiao Yi didn't understand, and looked at the boy in front of him in a daze.

Ge Xiu said with a smile: "Don't worry, you will know later."

After finishing speaking, he put the metal piece back into his pocket, turned his head and winked slyly at the crew behind him, and pretended to be mysterious and said:

"Okay! Now - Dangdang! There is a prize competition, how do you think we left this planet this time?"