Chapter 638

The fleeing team of Torrent Wings is a refreshing cold dessert.

The Blood Skeletons' pursuit fleet following closely behind is a delicious and hearty meal.

It's not that Han Fei is cruel, it's just that, compared with arranging the smart mice to work hard to mine, this way of robbing resources is too cost-effective.

Although the enemy's spaceships were cut into pieces, they were originally meant to be absorbed by the swarm, and it would be easier to digest if they were a little rotten.

What's more important is that these spaceships carry some special resources that Han Fei can't collect at all.

For example, some high-toughness pressure-resistant metals, spaceship engine fuels with extremely high energy density, and some special high-compression fluids.

Those who can survive in the universe have some of their own skills. The equipment and parts knocked off the spaceship can be handed over to the smart mice for analysis before being thrown to their own fungal blankets.

No waste at all, perfect fit.

Soon, the somewhat puzzled Blood Skeleton Squadron chased after them.

In space, chasing a fleet that is fleeing at high speed is a very troublesome job. In order to prevent the enemy from changing direction and escaping, the Blood Skull Squadron will start an active radar tracking scan every once in a while.

The last time the enemy was scanned, they were still running wildly along an unpopular interplanetary route. The next time the enemy was scanned, the radar became clean, and even the shadow of a spacecraft disappeared.

The captain of the Blood Skull is also an experienced old pirate. The biggest possibility of this happening is that the enemy is using the planet as a cover.

After browsing the scan log several times, he decisively ordered: "Go to X38, Y62, and Z49, be alert and move forward, and start searching."

Soon, a red-painted fleet with more than 20 ships in a V-shaped battle formation came to the position where the last radar illuminated the Torrent Wings, and took this as the base point to start a spherical search.

The interval is fixed, and the distance that can be escaped is so large. There are only a few points that can avoid the range of radar scanning. Looking around, the most eye-catching one is undoubtedly the Sailing Star.

The Blood Skeleton Fleet slowed down as a whole in a strict formation and slowly approached the orbit of the Hanging Star. This cautious attitude gave Han Fei a headache.

At present, the Zerg has the ability to fight positional warfare with the large number of flying snow barnacles hatched, but it lacks a sufficient number of large-scale space arms.

If the other party escapes, who knows how many fleets and what kind of weapons will come next time.

So if you don't take action, it's fine. If you do, you must annihilate them all.

Because he was unsure of the other party's technical level and reconnaissance methods, Han Fei did not dare to use his divine power or detection equipment. He quietly hid behind the bunker on the surface of the planet, holding an astronomical telescope, relying on his outstanding eyesight to observe the movements of the enemy ships approaching slowly from a distance.

While observing, he suddenly felt a pair of small hands scratching his back.

Han Fei did not move and continued to observe.

The small hands scratched more fiercely, and also grabbed the corner of Han Fei's clothes and shook it hard.

Han Fei turned his head fiercely: "What are you doing?"

Behind him was the sneaky Shirley, who stared with a pair of eager eyes, first put her finger on her lips, "hush", and then said in a mosquito-like voice: "I want to see, I want to see, let me see too."

Han Fei, with a helpless look on his face, picked up the little girl with one hand, letting Shirley kick her legs, and with the other hand, he bent his index finger and flicked Shirley's little forehead.

"First, there's no need to be so sneaky. Although the fleet is very close to us, it is still at least hundreds of thousands of kilometers away. There is no air in space. Even if you shout, they can't hear you!"

"Second, you can communicate with me through the faith network, no need to pull my clothes!"

"Third, didn't I just give you a telescope? Look for yourself!"

Shirley, who was being carried, tried to reach out to grab Han Fei's clothes, but her hands were too short and she couldn't grab it. She screamed anxiously: "But I can't see it. The telescope you use must be better. Let me see it!"

"That's because your eyesight is not good!"

In the vast space, it takes such a long distance to find a "miniature fleet" against the flashing background of various celestial bodies.

It's not much different from looking at ants with the naked eye on a mountain a few kilometers away. Even if there is no problem with your eyesight, you need to spend energy to find it slowly, not to mention that Shirley is a person with little patience. It would be strange if she could find it.

"According to their direction and speed, you will be able to see them in ten minutes. Let the swarm prepare for battle."

On the other side, the captain of the Blood Skull seemed to be a little too cautious. After approaching the gravitational area of ​​the Sailing Star, the route not only continued to change, but also maintained high-speed maneuvers.

Obviously, the fleet of the Torrent Wings was hiding in a corner of this planet and could launch an attack on his fleet at any time. He was also afraid of capsizing in the gutter.

This guy was only half right, and the expected attack came as expected.

However, the attack that was waiting was not the firepower of a few warships, but the electromagnetic shielding and ray attack of billions of flying snow barnacles. With this coverage, let alone you only change your trajectory temporarily, even if you take the Brown route, there is no possibility of escape.

However, this guy's caution ultimately caused Han Fei's barnacle army to waste a lot of high-energy ray energy, which didn't seem to be very profitable.

Fortunately, after just six days, two more chasing fleets disappeared in the orbit around the Sailing Star.

The warships lost contact one after another, and the Blood Skull in charge of the pursuit was the first to feel something was wrong.

During this period, they had annihilated three fleeing teams of the Torrent Wings, but after performing a large memory recovery technique on the captives, they still found nothing, and they inexplicably lost two batches of warships.

I am a hunter, I came out to hunt, how could I be lost inexplicably while hunting?

Could it be that the prey came to support?

With such doubts, Big Ear Daren immediately ordered the troops to integrate nearby and form a larger fleet.

Unfortunately, it was useless.

It was still gone. The only difference from before was that more than 20 warships disappeared at a time, and now after integration, the number of disappearances has become more than 60.

What a loss.

The vigilant Big Ear Darren immediately ordered to stop the pursuit and began to shrink the fleet. Here was the somewhat uneasy Blood Skull.

Over there, the Torrent Wings, which had been chased away from several star systems, finally welcomed its own reinforcement fleet.

The sudden intervention of the Blood Skulls completely disrupted the original search plan of the Torrent Wings, which forced them to deal with the Blood Skulls first.

So many brothers were killed, and if they didn't fight back, how would they survive in the Broken Star Sea in the future?

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