Chapter 880: Longyou Binary Star (14)

The Western War! The survival of the Star Alliance! Rewards for merit after the war!

The Special Envoy's implied promise made Huolakesi feel that the riot before him had turned into an opportunity to "perform"!

"Un... understood! Lord Special Envoy! This subordinate understands completely! Please rest assured, Lord Special Envoy! Even if this subordinate has to exhaust their last breath, I guarantee the production line will not stop! Those dregs... those traitors who hinder the Star Alliance's great cause, this subordinate will definitely clean them out completely! To contribute every ounce of strength from Longyou Binary Star to the Western battlefield!"

Grendel responded indifferently and turned around.

"Very good. Go do what you must do. Remember: efficiency, and results."

"Yes! Yes!"

Huolakesi left the Jingsishi quickly.

After Huolakesi left the Jingsishi, the corners of Grendel's mouth curled upward.

"Tch! Idiot! Is the Star Alliance's top secret so easily known? Record the work log."

A floating orb flew from the corner of the Jingsishi, projecting a pale blue light screen.

"The City Lord of Liuli City on Longyou Shuangzixing lacks the ability to control the mine dregs below; it is necessary for the Star Alliance to find another qualified City Lord from other mining planets to replace them. Furthermore, a large amount of cheap Asset is needed here; the riot will clear out quite a few Assets, which must not affect the tribute to the Star Alliance."

Liuli City Lower District passageway.

Hanke was extremely anxious inside, the contents of the note Lia had stuffed into his hand flashing through his mind repeatedly.

The Regular Army! Those garrison troops from the Star Alliance were already prepared.

The original plan was practically sending the brothers to their deaths!

Hanke parked the small cart casually near the garbage collection point, clutching the roll of data cable, and turned into a maintenance passage that few people usually walked through.

This passage could lead more quickly to that abandoned ventilation duct junction, where there was an emergency information drop point.

Just as Hanke walked out of this passage, a rough shout came from behind.

"Stop!"

Hanke's body jolted; he stopped stiffly and turned around slowly.

He saw four soldiers wearing standard black combat armor of the Fengqi Star Alliance, holding Standard Energy Rifles, walking toward him.

Leading them was a Corporal, his visor raised, revealing an arrogant face.

Hanke was terrified inside.

It was the Regular Army of the Fengqi garrison!

How could they appear here?!

Hanke's mind went blank, and he subconsciously clutched his pocket tightly.

The Corporal walked up to him, looking down at Hanke's tattered work clothes and oil-stained body.

"What are you doing? During martial law, why aren't you staying in the designated area, running around here?"

Hanke tried hard to make his voice sound submissive.

"Of... Officer... I... I am responsible for the garbage collection in this area... I just... just finished collecting the garbage and was preparing to go back..."

The Corporal narrowed his three eyes, looked in the direction Hanke had come from, and said thoughtfully.

"Garbage collection? The garbage collection point is on the other side! Why are you walking this way? This passage leads to the abandoned area; no one needs you to clean anything there at all!"

"I... I remembered the path wrong... I'm old and confused... I'll go back now, I'll go back now..."

As he spoke, Hanke wanted to turn around and walk back.

"Stop!"

The Corporal took a step forward, blocking Hanke's path.

The other three soldiers also immediately surrounded him, their gun barrels pointed at Hanke.

The Corporal scrutinized Hanke, and seeing Hanke's nervous appearance, he spoke.

"Old man, I don't think you're confused; you have a guilty conscience, don't you? It hasn't been peaceful in the city lately, and there are always 'rats' like you wanting to pull some small stunts. Search him!"

A soldier stepped forward, pressed Hanke against the wall, and began to frisk him.

Hanke's heart sank to the bottom.

If the message couldn't be sent, the brothers would walk into a trap!

He couldn't die here! At least... at least he had to get the message...

This Fengqi soldier soon fished out some miscellaneous tools, a piece of dry, hard Nutrient Paste, and that roll of data cable from his outer pocket.

"What is this?"

The soldier handed the data cable to the Corporal and asked.

The Corporal took the data cable and looked at it casually.

"Junk."

As he spoke, the Corporal threw the roll of data cable away.

Just then, the searching soldier discovered Hanke's inner pocket and reported to the Corporal.

"Corporal! He seems to have something hidden here!"

"Old thing, you really were hiding something good?"

The Corporal reached his hand into Hanke's inner pocket and fumbled around.

Hanke struggled desperately and begged for mercy.

"It's nothing! That's my... a little medicine I saved! For lung disease! Officer, have mercy..."

The Corporal sneered, pulled out the note, checked the writing on it, and spoke.

"Medicine? Medicine wrapped in paper?"

Immediately after, the Corporal grabbed Hanke by the collar.

"Damn it! Old thing! You really are an accomplice of those traitorous rats! What is this?! Speak!"

Hanke's face turned ashen, and he defended himself.

"Of... officer... I picked that up... I don't know what's written on it... I'm illiterate..."

"Picked it up?"

The Corporal slapped Hanke across the face!

Slap!

Hanke's mouth corner split from the blow, and fresh blood mixed with saliva flowed down.

"During martial law, you 'picked up' this kind of intelligence? And were stuffing it in your shirt while running toward the abandoned zone? Do you take me for a fool?!"

As the Corporal spoke, he kicked Hanke in the stomach.

"Ugh!"

Hanke curled up on the ground in pain and began to retch.

"Speak! Where are your accomplices?! Where is the Survivor's nest?!"

The Corporal kicked and stepped on Hanke with the toe of his armored boot, demanding an answer sternly.

The other three soldiers also crowded around, beating the fallen Hanke with their rifle butts and boots.

"Are you going to talk or not!"

"You old piece of scum! How dare you resist the Star Alliance!"

"Confess quickly! Save yourself from physical suffering!"

Facing the beating from these Fengqi soldiers, Hanke could only protect his head with his arms and beg for mercy.

"I... I don't know... I really don't know anything..."

The Corporal grabbed Hanke by the hair, looked at his blood-stained face, and threatened him.

"Don't know? It seems you won't open your mouth unless I show you some real pain."

The Corporal gave a wink to a soldier nearby.

That soldier took a high-voltage stun baton from his waist, pressed the switch, and blue electric arcs flickered at the tip.

"Old man, I'll give you one last chance. Will you talk, or not?"

Hanke looked at the leaping electric arcs, his eyes filled with fear, but his lips trembled, and in the end, he still did not speak.

"You're courting death!"

The Corporal waved his hand.

Sizzle—!

The high-voltage stun baton jabbed into Hanke's side neck!

Hanke's body began to convulse violently as the current rampaged through him.

The electric shock lasted for five or six seconds before it stopped.

Hanke collapsed onto the ground, his body still spasming unconsciously.

"Will you talk or not?"

Hanke was already unable to answer and could only groan with a faint breath.

The Corporal stood up, wiped his hands, and said.

"Looks like a tough nut to crack. Forget it, there's no oil to be squeezed out of old bones like this. Get rid of him, don't delay the patrol Task."

A soldier raised his Energy Rifle, aiming at the dying Hanke on the ground.

Hanke seemed to sense something; he used his last bit of strength to slightly open his swollen eyes.

His gaze did not look at the soldier, but despairingly toward the depths of the corridor, in the direction of the information drop point he ultimately failed to reach...

A low, muffled sound of an Energy Weapon.

Hanke's body jolted violently, then went completely limp and still.