Not only did St. George find that the situation is wrong, but the other soldiers also know that the place they are in is not a normal space, and the coordinates are not at the designated place at all. They suddenly bumped into this place when the space jumps.

"Wait for me." Little St. George ordered and returned to sleep through the instrument.

His body woke up and moved to Narasha who was playing with her younger brother and sister.

"Where did you get us?" Little St. George questioned.

Narasha raised her head: "The place where semi-mechanical organisms put strategic materials is very interesting. How to say it, it is a positive material space that runs into the anti-space, and then there is a coordinate position. Every 120 days and more than seven hours, we can go in. If we think about it, it is simple and can move directly to the anti-space, but it is difficult to go in for the second time in this time period.

You need to attack continuously to open up the barriers to space rules. If you attack with a positive matter weapon, you will be integrated by the surrounding antimatter; if you attack with an antimatter weapon, you will directly merge with the positive matter at your coordinate position in the past.

It is a very alternative existence. I feel that it is produced naturally, not made by semi-mechanical creatures. They do not have the technology yet. If you want to break the barriers to space rules, the best way is to attack strongly, causing space shock and breakage.

But if they do this, their own places will be destroyed. Your past coordinates are different from your current location. That space is in the enemy's settlement area ahead, and there are many planets around them.

I felt that they wanted to get strategic supplies, so I asked you to go there first. Otherwise, Brother Murong and I have to go there, do you understand?"

Narasha's expression was very sincere when she said this, as if I didn't lie to you.

Little St. George understood that she was used as a tool, no wonder she said there was no danger there. So that's what she meant.

He was weak all over now, and he couldn't play tricks with Narasha.

Little St. George didn't ask anyone to judge him because it was useless. He wouldn't even help him in this matter. He didn't know about it before, but he was strategically successful.

After rubbing his temples, he asked Narasha: "That is, they will not come in and fight us in more than 120 days, right?"

"No, because if you haven't come out there and wait for the time. I will continue to arrange people to take up opportunities. I promise to be more accurate in time than mechanical creatures. They can't rob me, do you believe?"

Narasha said confidently with her hands stuck to her waist.

Little St. George nodded: "Let's go, but what do you do to get us in? Even if the enemy wants to go in and get something to attack us, can't you just get a warship in? We're trapped now, do you want us to go to the anti-space outside now?"

"You won't train there? There are four planets that hold their things, as well as other meteorite fragments and small planets. There are just no stars, so you can study the strategic materials by the way."

Narasha kindly helped others find a way.

Little St. George made a meal action and asked, "Where is the food? This time he only brought two months of food in the battleship, thinking about fighting hard. In the end, he fought to death. But he knew that the enemy was so weak, so why was he going to reach the peak of level 5? It's nonsense. After two months of eating, you are going to let us starve to death? We are not afraid of soul-filled bodies. You can't torture us like this! Death must be a little valuable, right? Starving to death has a nonsense value."

He was really angry and scolded him for being swearing.

Narasha looked at her younger brother and sister, and the three of them blinked together. The two babies were curious and asked at the same time: "Didn't you plant or breed things on your warship?"

"What do you two think warships are? Its function is to fight, not like your brothers and sisters-in-law. They treat that as home, and they keep everything in the spherical spacecraft. If the spherical spacecraft had not been strong enough in combat, she would be a yacht. Also, be polite, I am your uncle."

Little St. George was really defeated. He felt that many people thought that the warships during the battle were like spherical spacecraft, and they planted whatever they wanted, raised whatever they wanted, and they could eat, drink, have fun, and swim. They kept moving in the war, and the world was close to each other, and they changed their play, turning a spaceship into an illusion.

But real warships need to calculate the combat time and require logistics supply. Who is willing to use the space inside for breeding and planting? Unless it is a special task, the weapons and repair parts are placed inside.

"Hello uncle, no, you are older than our parents, so you should be called uncle." The two babies called uncle, but they used their mental power to scan the little St. George and came to the conclusion that he was old.

"It's only nine hours older." Little St. George always likes to say that he is smaller than Gongsun Dek, and he is more genius.

"Yes, uncle." The baby insisted.

"Okay, listen to uncle. Don't scan others casually in the future. It will cause other people's disgust. They will hit you." Little St. George raised his fist.

Then he was in azure blue, surrounded by colorful dreams, and his big eyes looked at him with a simple look.

Little St. George was helpless and let go of his fist: "Okay, if you want to scan someone else, just scan it. I said wrong just now, no one dares to hit you."

"Well!" the two babies responded together, and then said, "Brother and sister-in-law will kill them."

"Look at what you brought the two babies to? As soon as you say it, you will be 'um', 'um', yes', and then you will be 'sorted', do you have the good pronunciation of these two words? Forget it, don't say it's useless, how can you solve the problem of food?"

Little St. George said it for a while before he realized that the main business was food. As for the two babies, what did they have to do with them?

"Yes, yes, two months of food, one hundred and twenty days... four months, right?" Narasha asked.

Little St. George took a deep breath and slowly exhaled it, without answering at all.

"Okay OK, I'm just kidding to ease the atmosphere of war, afraid that you will do something that will harm society when you are in a fighting spirit. You have to know that the soldiers on the battlefield are not very stable, especially..."

"Shut up, I'm bloody and drifting. Will I be emotionally unstable? Will I? Will I?" Little St. George shouted to Narasha.

"Uncle, you are very unstable now." The two babies reminded St. George that if another child saw the adult roar, they would be afraid. They didn't care and told them kindly.

Little St. George gasped for a few times and said to Narasha: "I won't tell you anything else, food, how can you solve it?"

"I'll go over and teleport to you." Narasha didn't joke with Little St. George.

"How did you get over?"

"Isn't your soul filling device placed on the warship? One device is only one person? Brother Murong has continued to absorb and digest the star lights collected into the soul space these days, and two more soul filling positions are added, saving me another body. I'll go there now and don't let our soldiers eat individual rations. I'll get a chef here and I'll give it to you and fry them all. How about it?"

When Narasha talked about the warrior's diet, she changed her previous smile and became solemn.

"No need, just eat a big pot, I'll go back first." Little St. George was satisfied. After saying that, he squatted down and kissed the two babies. The space moved away, then lay in the soul filling instrument, and the body on the other side woke up.

Narasha tilted her head and shook her head: "This person is okay. His only shortcoming is that she always wants to compare with me and Brother Murong, who is one generation worse than me. Is it interesting? Little guys, can we cook for the soldiers in front of her? You are all gourmets."

She greeted Colorful Fantasy to cook for people.

The little guys agreed that they were the most persistent about eating. When they were fine, they would go into the kitchen of other high-end restaurants to learn how to cook, then eat what others had made, and then spit out the salt, and never spend money.

One of Narasha's soul filled body, and one of Gongsun Murong's ones followed, and then began to deliver food to the soldiers among the warships.

The original individual rations were actually good. After heating, there were stir-frying, rice, steak, etc., but because it needed to save space, it was not frozen. Instead, it used other anti-corrosion techniques. If you eat it after it was heated, it was the best food in the world for those who couldn't eat enough.

But if it were space soldiers, they would be fucked. They would rather take a few seconds to get the nutritional cream in their stomachs than eat the individual soldiers' rations after the heat. Some foods will lose nutrition, and they also have to take vitamins.

Now that there are hot foods, they are all very happy. They know that they can't go out for the time being, so everyone try to gather together to chat and drink.

But unlike their leisurely life, semi-mechanical intelligent creatures. They were stunned before and were chased when they retreated. The front-line commander-in-chief has ordered the call to call strategic supplies, intending to teach the new enemy a lesson.

Unexpectedly, when I was about to enter a special space, the enemy actually got into it first and couldn't go in for a long time.

So they kept trying to find ways, and some combat units attacked this space hard, but all the energy weapons lost their effect, and the material weapons were not effective.

At this time, they finally no longer simply thought that the new enemy had defeated them by chance, and the previous battle could be said to be inappropriate.

But how do the enemy know where they put things? Can they go directly in? Occasional? Continuous chance is absolutely inevitable.

The mechanical creatures began to face up to the newly emerging enemies. This wave of new enemies seemed to be much more powerful than the original ones. The previous forced jumps had more than one-tenth of the battle loss, but they didn't care at all.

"I think we should first capture the commander who was fighting with us and collect information from the new group of forces. For some reason, I feel that the crisis of our clan has arrived. It should be because we bullied that force too fiercely before, so they sent other people."
Chapter completed!