Interstellar Number One Farmer: I Only Want To Farm!

Chapter 602 - 182: Hope for Escape_3

The two mecha masters didn’t understand, but the military emphasizes obedience, and they were used to following orders. Wu Qingqing’s speech was urgent, indicating that the situation might have changed.In a predicament, someone was willing to break through, and they were too lazy to listen to explanations, executing orders directly.

"We’re about to take a risk, three, two, one." As soon as the words fell, the substance surrounding them suddenly tore open a gap.

Facing them were silver long fangs, the open mouth could easily swallow them.

"Damn, caocaocao..." Speaking the national essence, only these words could represent their mood, considered a kind of prayer before death.

In life-and-death battles, the higher the content of national essence, the faster the reaction.

As the ice layer shattered, the three simultaneously used their weapons. One threw compressed high explosive bombs wildly, another fired five continuous magnetic storm balls, Wu Qingqing afraid of sticking to the stuff behind, carried the two forward.

Two mecha masters: actively sending into the tiger’s mouth?

Without understanding what was happening, those high explosive bombs and magnetic storm balls produced a chain reaction.

Exploded upon meeting.

Xiao Wu activated the transparent defense shield to resist the energy impact.

Even with the defense shield, the mecha couldn’t stop tumbling, Wu Qingqing held on firmly.

Due to the explosion’s heat, transferring heat in space was difficult, and the acid-spitting worm had to bear it, rolling over, constantly wanting to spit out what entered its mouth.

But the thing had already exploded, its body had to bear the heat at all times and find ways to dissipate it.

Wu Qingqing took the opportunity to pull two mecha masters and leave in the opposite direction, catching sight of the acid-spitting worm still connected to the signal tower, refusing to let go even in death.

The acid-spitting worm behind was tumbling, it was the right time.

Wu Qingqing told the two mecha masters to leave, "You go first." Pushing forward with the mecha arm, "Go ahead."

She quickly folded back, fearing the situation might change. Rapidly drawing the magnetic blade from her back, activating energy storage, focusing, waiting for the indicator light on the magnetic blade to fully charge.

Mentally counting ten seconds, Wu Qingqing, like a rocket, sped towards the connection point of the insect man and the signal tower.

This full-powered strike, seemed to tear open space, able to penetrate dozens of centimeters of steel plate, definitely able to cut something, even if not, it’s fine since the signal tower also fell.

One slice opened the tip of the signal tower and also severed the connection point of the mutated acid-spitting worm.

Wu Qingqing grabbed the part of the insect man tissue about to slip off, pulled it out, used Insect Slaughter to cut it into dozens of parts, preventing it from parasitizing.

After processing this part of the tissue, Wu Qingqing looked back in the tower, this glance almost made her vomit.

Inside were all people, many people, but many had died, died tragically, seemingly melted by acid.

Initially wanting to retreat, she quickly realized there were survivors.

There were children, and men in military uniforms, crawling out from a broken mecha safety cabin, wearing old-fashioned space suits.

Why are they here?

Not discovered for so long, surviving is simply a miracle.

The few alive inside the tower cried out, the tower’s top was broken, the hope of survival finally awaited.

They had many dead, but only here could they temporarily survive.

Their signal was blocked, could only rely on the limited supplies to live.

Originally thinking that before dying, no one would be able to find them.

Wu Qingqing, by accidental chance, broke the prison shackles.

Xiao Wu: "Detected human life response signs inside the tower, proceed with rescue?"

Wu Qingqing looked at the swarming insect men around, the acid-spitting worm also almost recovered, it might have absorbed energy, or might have mutated, becoming bigger.

She didn’t know what to do.

Could only call for support.

"You found humans inside the signal tower?" The officer was incredulous.

"I’m sending people in, can you hold on?"

"Officer, don’t joke, I’m only one person, how can I hold on, I can’t even rescue." Wu Qingqing suddenly looked at the military personnel below, maybe she could really hold on a bit.

Wu Qingqing had four mechas, two custom-made, already locked with genetic signals, which others couldn’t operate.

But she also had a mecha given by the Xue Family, under their brand, she used it a little when tidying up wreckage, otherwise mostly idle.

A last resort, whether they can continue living depends on their own will and ability.

Otherwise, she alone couldn’t protect them all.

Wu Qingqing took out a Space Button, put it into the conveyor, the conveyor sent the Space Button down.

This Space Button anyone can open, importantly, after opening the space, needs brainwaves, also referred to as spirit, only by connecting to this can items be taken out.

Now there’s a new method of extending Qi Sensing, but it usually requires someone with advanced Qi Sensing to achieve.

A fairly physically strong soldier jumped out, got the Space Button.

He looked at the miraculous Black Wing overhead, kissed the Space Button through his helmet.

The remaining alive and ten of them, although only ten, it was pretty good.

With mecha, it would be easier to act.

Wu Qingqing took a deep breath, next was to guard them and complete the rescue.

She surely could, absolutely could.

Wu Qingqing previously was confused, why did Su Xiaocai repeatedly remind her to never regret each choice.

When survival and duty clash, is staying alive more important or saving lives?

Wu Qingqing knew, at this moment, she made a choice against her nature, chose to save lives.

She still wanted to be an Admiral, she had a chance of winning, the soldiers below might be her future comrades, no matter which factor, all prompted her not to escape.

The soldiers obtaining mecha inside the tower arranged the evacuation matters.

Escape was imminent, someone expressed dissatisfaction with the arrangement, because inside the cabin only two seats, adding more people would affect driving.

So the mecha master arranged for an elderly professor to sit in the back safety seat, he had trouble with his legs, and had fainted, needing a relatively safe environment.

Others secured safety ropes, hanging outside, with Space Battle Suit providing thermal insulation, they could endure.

Of the remaining ten, five soldiers, a child about ten years old, a woman, a businessman, and his young secretary, were originally in the Mechanical Planet transiting, conveniently visiting nearby mines.

Those with opinions weren’t someone else, but the woman.

The woman was the child’s aunt, her intention was to hold the child and sit in the safety seat, this way they could sit as two people.

Now everyone’s body couldn’t endure the hassle, especially the professor’s body couldn’t afford delays.

There’s a chance to escape, yet still argued the point.

The soldiers were unwilling to argue with her, saving people also has priorities, the professor was theirs, already unconscious, so the rear seat had to be his.

The lady gestured expressing unwillingness, she and her nephew were women and children, others should make way, she didn’t want to hang outside like bait.

But her yelling was ignored, anyway, unheard, just hand gestures, who knew what she meant to express.

She also had no right to make any decisions.

Firmly fastened with rescue ropes, others feared human selfishness might cause accidents, didn’t connect strings, but tied them separately.

They tied on the mecha chest, shielded in front, counted as a layer of protection.

The woman resentfully thought: "Later if an accident happens, she must demand compensation."

Her nephew looked helplessly at his aunt’s clenched fists, at a young age already having forehead lines, no need to guess, understood what his aunt wanted to say.

In the signal tower, the woman continuously thought of compensation, she didn’t consider, in a war with insect men, accident almost equates to death.

How to demand compensation from a death.

The ten-year-old child held his aunt’s hand.

The woman thought he was scared, also held his hand, blood relation compelled her not to let go of this child, the child’s act was rather heartwarming.