[Slow Wear] Assassin System

On the Lost Probability of Ursus Royal Express

Mikhail leaned against the observation window, with a bottle of transparent wine beside him. He crossed his arms and looked at the galaxy belt not far away through the porthole. It is really beautiful from afar.

The small bridge was full of lively atmosphere. Several young men and women gathered together to play cards, drink, laugh freely, and celebrate their victory in another wealth and danger.

Mikhail's reflection was reflected on the porthole. With his back to the warm light, he saw his own face against the dark cosmic background.

Just three days ago, Snow Wolf's star hunters withdrew from the rebel army with a large amount of information. At the same time, they gave backstabs as a friendship and completed an information transaction with the Ursus royal army.

They did a great job with this order. Not only did they play tricks on the rebels, but they also left a friendly record in the official negotiations with Ursus, which made Snow Wolf's road to whitewashing go one step further.

A girl holding a card said with emotion: "Plachov and that 'His Majesty' are probably going crazy. With internal and external troubles, we can only flee, and it may not be smooth."

This girl is petite, but the exoskeleton she wears is hideous and terrifying. One can imagine the weight of this thing, but even in a gravity environment, the girl's movements still look relaxed and agile.

"This is what they deserve. They fabricated the blood of the royal family and incited innocent people..." Anna looked down at the game, then turned to the petite girl, "Eva, do you want to call?"

Eva stuck out her tongue: "I don't call it—the last time I went to participate in that gathering to take an oath was really disgusting to me, can you believe it? They actually asked me to kiss the upper of that 'Your Majesty'! Oh my God! "

"It was an amazing experience, so did you kiss?" The handsome and feminine young man next to Eva said, "Is it my turn? I'm sure I'll win this card."

Eva looked pale: "No, I pretended to be too excited and fainted. When I was dragged out of the door, I 'woke up' and slipped back to continue filming—Polov, are you out of luck?"

"No, you don't need to go out of your way to play cards with you, and you don't even need to use your brains." The feminine man sitting opposite Eva smiled, and he turned his head to look in the direction of the porthole, "Boss, don't you really want to play? No Your game is too simple, completely lost the function of entertainment."

As soon as this remark came out of the bridge, there was a burst of protest. Mikhail turned his head to look at his partners—these young people are the younger generation of Snow Wolf. They grew up together, and they are his supporting arms. , also his siblings.

"I won't come, I'll just keep an eye on the channel." Mikhail smiled, "Porov, if bridge doesn't satisfy you, you can read a book, isn't Elizabeth just saving a new novel? "

"Those novels?" Polov ugly refused. "Do you mean illogical romance novels, or those 'renaissance' poets' moaning, or men and men's pornography? No, I don't like it."

"Then let's play games. The games I bought this time are all newly released, and none of them have been opened. They were originally—" Mikhail paused, and said nonchalantly, "There are many decrypted types in it, and they should be able to Satisfy you."

Polov frowned slightly.

Originally……?What was it?When Mikhail downloaded these games on Capital Star, there was only one person in his mind.

Anna is still happily organizing her bridge game, Eva is blatantly denouncing the evil deeds of the rebels, Hank has a hand of cards and a hand of wine, and Ivan begins to sing out of tune...

Everyone is relaxed and happy, except for their boss.

Polov casually handed the cards in his hand to his teammates who were looking at the cards, then got up and walked to Mikhail's side: "Boss, I heard that we received a message naming you at our station in Moscow."

Mikhail lowered his eyes: "Yes."

"The owner of the message is quite special. His signature seems to be... double sugar and double milk?" Polov said softly, "Of course, these are not the most interesting, the key he used—"

"Polov!" Mikhail interrupted him, "don't persuade me."

Polov was not afraid of this. He turned his head to look at the porthole, and continued: "The key he used turned out to be of the ж-02 series. Isn't it interesting? You are not married yet, boss, but you have already sent your partner's What do you think about handing over the key to others?"

Mikhail: "... What ideas can I have? I can give it if I want to."

"Yes, you can give the key if you want, you can buy the game if you want, you can accept the entrustment if you want, these are nothing, it's just..."

Polov thought about his words, and said bluntly: "You have to find out for me, what do you want to do with Alexei? Do you continue to chase or give up, or just rob people? Anyway, their house is just a small broken boat. There are only a bunch of useless cosmic kuns on board, is it not easy for us to kidnap?"

"No matter what, we'll help you. It's better than drinking too much."

Mikhail was silent for a moment, and then said with a smile: "It sounds like we are some interstellar pirates, and then Snow Wolf is a legal businessman, so we must act cautiously."

Polov also laughed: "Boss, are you kidding me?"

Interstellar hunters and interstellar pirates are of the same lineage, and there is no big business barrier to accepting missions and robbing. According to Porov's understanding of Mikhail, neither Lexei's rejection nor interstellar wanted is the reason to stop him , he will take action to rob people sooner or later, but drunk?This kind of thing shouldn't be something Mikhail would do.

"Lyosha asked me to wait for him for a month." Mikhail sat up, picked up the bottle, and threw it into the recycling port not far away. "He will give me a result in one month."

The crowd playing cards not far away burst into a commotion, probably because someone used too bad a trick. The cards were thrown all over the sky, and the young people laughed and pushed each other. Eva pushed away her companions with great force and announced loudly Just got the latest news, and gloated at this group of rebels who offended her.

"...It's started, they started to attack the aircraft indiscriminately and loot the planets along the way, I said that Pugachev can't control the radicals!"

"Wow, bombing civilians and commercial ships, crazy? They don't want to escape?"

"Who knows, probably the royal army chased him too fast."

……

Mikhail looked at the bustling bridge, and this scene made Polov smile unconsciously. It stands to reason that the joy of his companions should make Mikhail feel equally relaxed, but——

At this moment, his chest seemed to have been hollowed out, and a cold feeling crawled up his back, like an ominous omen.

What does it portend?

Maybe forever.

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Vladimir was on the command ship and managed to receive the wrath of General Potemkin.

The first is a sincere growling speech: 【...Don't you know how dangerous the front line is? !This universe is full of rebels fleeing in all directions, you are His Majesty's heir, how can you put yourself in a dangerous situation? !Your safety concerns the future of Ursus!Please go home immediately——! ! ! 】

And the final colorful summary: [Your Highness!You can't! !At least not! ! ! 】

Vladimir nodded while listening, extremely elegant: "Thank you for your concern, I am sorry, General, for making you worry."

General Potemkin roared: [Ah! ! ! ——Please give me your coordinates!I immediately send troops to protect you! ! 】

Vladimir shrugged, he now probably knows what his mother likes about this general, but these have nothing to do with him: "The priority of suppressing the rebel army is above protecting me, General Potemkin, I can protect Myself, please don't change your strategy because of this, and don't let any fish slip through the net..."

The life of his heir is really worthless. Olga I is now in her prime, and Vladimir knows that she has fertilized eggs that can be cultivated at any time. There are too many younger brothers and sisters who can replace him. His only The advantage is that the father is Ivan V—ah, speaking of this advantage, isn't the mother looking for her brother?

In fact, this is quite fair. Vladimir only inherited his mother's Black Eagle bloodline, whether it is black hair and green eyes or a similar personality and thinking tendency; while Alexei inherited Ursas' winter snow field, Then there's Dad's exoskeleton talent and romantically free nature.

Coupled with age, how do you think Alexei is the best successor.

Thinking of this, Vladimir was a little distracted for a while.

Alexei has inherited all the advantages of his father, no wonder he is so dazzling, people can't help but cast their eyes on him, and then they can't move away...

When I saw it for the first time, I liked it very much. Later, when I found out that Alexei was Starhunter, I just felt incredible. The feeling of being cast in the dark made him feel wronged for Alexei, and then it was inevitable Longing and jealousy made Vladimir despise himself for being despicable, but after getting along for a long time, he realized that Alexei's temperament was more attractive to him than his silver-haired and blue-eyed appearance.

Free is like the wind, unrestrained and fearless.

However, General Potemkin would not be distracted, he howled intently: [Your Highness, do you know? !The rebels have started to attack indiscriminately!Many of the fleets they released are doing suicide attacks, those lunatics don’t care about their lives at all, just to bring more consumption, our current battle situation——]

"I know." Vladimir came back to his senses, and he interrupted General Potemkin's voice with a smile. It was strange that his voice was soft and gentle enough, but it suppressed Potemkin's excited roar.

The Prince of Moscow calmly said to the general in the light screen: "Yes, I know it all too well, and I am now fighting against these crazy rebels."

Potemkin: [What did you say? 】

Vladimir draws the light screen to let go of his field of vision: "As you can see, I am stopping a rebel fleet. They want to violently attack the resident planet, but I don't allow it."

A scene of fierce ship battle was being displayed on the light screen, and the ships still bearing the Siberian star logo gathered together. They were attacking raiders, and they were frantically pouring out berserk energy.

The defenders are undoubtedly the army of the Ursas royal family. All the fleets are arranged together to form an energy wall, temporarily resisting the attack of the rebel army.

Behind the royal army is the resident star Nezhvoro. This planet can only be regarded as a third-class resident star in the vast territory of Ursas. In fact, it does not have much strategic value. On the number, it is not even a transportation hub, so it does not have any planet-level defense facilities and troops to deal with the attack of the universe, but...

There are billions of civilians living on this resident planet.

Potemkin clenched his fists: [I asked Cosmic Fortress to send reinforcements immediately, and the reinforcements will arrive within 72 hours. Please retreat according to the situation, and take care of yourself first——]

"No, General Potemkin, you are wrong. I have already applied for help from Cosmos Fortress, so you don't need to repeat it." Vladimir smiled, "Also, I will not escape. My homeland is exposed to the gunfire of the mob."

The brief communication ended, Vladimir turned off the light screen, and devoted all his attention to the current battlefield.

In today's interstellar war, when the two armies gather far away, the starships will use heavy energy cannons as a means of attack. Of course, the protective layer can well offset the energy cannons, and the outcome depends only on the energy reserves.

Once the two armies approach, the battle situation will change drastically. At this time, the exoskeleton soldiers will become the main weapon, and the energy frequency range of the protective layer is limited. It is a piece of paper under the attack of the exoskeleton soldiers.

This is the problem Vladimir is facing now. Of course, his army will not be short of supplies. After all, there is a residential star behind him. Nezhvoro’s civil aviation is spontaneously delivering energy mines for them, but the strength of the exoskeleton But it is a big shortcoming. Once the rebels get close to his defensive layer, the trend of the battle will be against him.

At this time, there are only two choices for Vladimir. One is to wait for rescue, and the other is to leave Nezhvoro behind and escape...Of course, this multiple-choice question is not difficult.

The situation remained stalemate for dozens of hours, and the repeated failed attacks made the rebels completely irritable, and they began to use the most extreme method—suicide attacks.

Some of the ships suddenly rushed towards the defensive barrier at the fastest speed, and then blew up.

This is the first time for Vladimir to face the interstellar battlefield, and he unfortunately encountered a very difficult scene. The enemy's self-destructing aircraft tore holes in the protective layer, and the energy cannon was like a shark smelling blood. flocked.

The adjutant and the guards swarmed towards their prince: "Your Highness, the command ship is dangerous! We need to evacuate immediately!"

Vladimir: "I want to replace the shipboard, immediately reorganize the protective layer, and everyone evacuates the command ship - we will abandon it and use its shell to resist the next self-explosion attack!"

This decisive order was carried out at once, and it proved to be correct, which bought Vladimir another five hours.

After replacing the carrier, Vladimir is still commanding the defense. However, the new carrier is not a command ship after all, and it does not have a hard enough shell. After another serial attack, the carrier was torn from it, exposing the inner cavity in outer space.

The air inside the ship quickly passed away, and the thin air pressure instantly became the cruelest killer. As soon as Vladimir entered the rescue cabin, he was thrown out of the starship with the cabin. The people in the cabin exploded alive due to the air pressure, and their flesh and blood stuck to the observation window.

Losing the gravity system, Vladimir seems to have returned to the time when the rescue cabin was spinning,

Energy cannons and radiation weapons flashed by, the observation window was closed and the vision was lost, the surroundings were as quiet as dead, and the death that could happen at any time became the cruelest mental torture.

Not far from Nezhivoro star is the meteorite ring, right?The safe universe has been occupied by the rebels again, and the rescue cabin flying all over the sky will become the best target. If he flies out like this, he will probably die, and maybe no one will come to rescue him...

But if it's dead... it's really not a big deal.

Although dizzy and chest tight, Vladimir at this time was very strange, and he didn't have much fear of death.

He just felt that his fate was really boring and ridiculous.

He lost the biological father he longed for since he was born, and his abrupt appearance was incompatible with the royal family of Ursus, and his best friends could stab a knife into his chest, his biological mother never regarded him as a blood relative, and his mentor had already been sent The ship that fled to the Iris Galaxy has since been in a distant galaxy and will never be seen again...

Maybe he should have died a long time ago, maybe he shouldn't have been picked up by Alexei, maybe the royal family of Ursus really encountered some kind of curse... such as the air crash and the lost parts of the rescue module.

In the darkness, Vladimir's thinking was already slack enough, and he ran around aimlessly. He couldn't help recalling the photos and portraits of Ivan V.

How cruel is the joke of fate, it is obvious that Alexei is the best heir, he is so similar to their father, everyone will like such an heir, even the mother will be very proud, after all, she is the most What I like the most is such a bright and dazzling character. If they can grow up together, he will definitely rely on such an elder brother like a father, and Alexei...will love him very much, right?

Maybe hide in the cupboard with him, then run away with him jumping out the window before the headmaid comes to find them, laughing while climbing the tree - the dark rescue pod brings back deja vu memories for Vladimir .

As a child he avoided the maids, and when he got into the cupboard alone, he saw through the crack the large kitchen window with its leafy apple tree.

The young Vladimir thought about climbing down, but at that time he suffered from chest pains, weakness in limbs, and difficulty breathing when he exercised vigorously.

At some point, Vladimir's rescue cabin stopped shaking, and the blood and flesh foam on the observation window had dried up and solidified into a nightmare-like film of flesh, blocking all his vision. Hearing the mechanical sound to judge that the rescue module has been recovered by a certain starship.

Vladimir smiled resignedly. He covered his head, which might have been concussed, trying to calm himself down.

Saved again?

Who is this kind man?In fact, he didn't need to save him at all—no, how many starships are there in total on the battlefield, rescued by well-meaning people?What a good thing to think about, it is impossible for Alexei to fall from the sky again!

The person who picked him up is likely to be a rebel army, and then it will be a game of life and death. He must first hide his identity, and then find a way to escape. There must be enough exchange value. The Prince of Moscow cannot be captured. When the situation is bad and he kills himself, he-

The hatch of the rescue cabin opened in front of him, Vladimir raised his head indifferently, and then his thoughts froze.

Those words that I wanted to say were all stuck in my throat at this moment.

Outside the cabin door, a young man with silver hair and blue eyes stretched out his hand to him: "Oh, what a coincidence, I picked you up again."