Chapter 55: I have a big gun!

54. I have a big gun!

"Fuck!" Yuri cursed. He turned to ask the T-850 over there, "What is Cun Te still saying?"

"He says he has sabotaged some of the cruiser's facilities and obtained all of its technical parameters. He is currently sending the key parameters to us. He also told us to leave first; Administrator Tang Xiao will need this ship to deal with the cruiser," the T-850 replied. "Also, Kunto and Felasi have been captured, so it's just us here now."

"Bastards! The pirate cruiser sets off this afternoon, and every single person who can fly a ship on our side has been fucking captured? Fuck!!" Yuri raised his hand as if to grab his hair again, but remembered his receding hairline and lowered it.

"Regardless, we should leave as soon as possible," Vitaly added from the side.

"No, no, no, no! We can't leave now!" Yuri waved his hands frantically, then suddenly pulled out a pistol, slammed the slide back, ran into the nearby workshop, dragged old man Truda out by force, and pressed the gun against his forehead. "Listen to me, old man! Right now, I have a fucking! big! gun! And I am in a very, very bad mood! I might pull this trigger in the next second because of excessive agitation! Do you understand me?"

Truda was terrified and didn't dare speak. He could barely understand Yuri's Galactic Standard, which was laced with Earth's English profanity, but he nodded incessantly nonetheless.

Yuri pointed at the two proton torpedoes nearby and roared, "I want you to install these two fucking proton torpedoes on this fucking ship, and in a way that they can be fucking launched at any time! How fucking long will it take?"

"Two... two standard hours..." Truda said softly.

"Excellent! I'm giving you 20 minutes! And I'm telling you, you're coming! with! me! So if you try anything funny and the ship gets shot down, you won't escape either! Got it? Now get the fuck moving!" Yuri practically screamed. He then roared at the other T-850, "Go watch him!"

"No! No! They're getting closer, these people are looking for us! Yuri! We have to go!" Vitaly said in a panic.

Yuri walked over and snatched the binoculars. Sure enough, he saw dozens of fully armed mercenaries searching room by room. He turned back to the last T-850 and said, "Take every weapon you can carry—grenades, machine guns, take all the fucking things! Then go to that nearby spaceport! Hold out for as long as you can! Finally, if you can't win, self-destruct, understand? Self-destruct!"

The T-850 nodded silently. It picked up two machine guns from the nearby weapon pile, hung seven or eight ammo belts around its neck, grabbed over a dozen grenades to fill every pocket on its body, and then walked toward the nearby spaceport with heavy steps.

Yuri paced around anxiously. Old man Truda had already begun bringing several engineering robots outside the ship to perform the modifications. In reality, it just involved adding two mounting racks and connecting the firing circuits to the console; the task wasn't particularly difficult.

But the problem was the lack of time.

Soon, dense gunfire erupted from the nearby spaceport. The mercenaries were drawn by the noise and ran toward that direction.

Unable to wait any longer, Yuri dragged Vitaly into the ship, found a thick manual from somewhere, shoved it into Vitaly's hands, and said urgently, "Listen, Vitaly! You only have 20 minutes. You must learn how to fly this fucking ship for me!"

"How the fuck am I supposed to fly a ship?" Vitaly snapped. "Why don't you tell me first if this ship is a Toyota or a Volkswagen?"

"Listen to me, you're the best driver I've ever seen, you can do this. We have to fly this ship back; these two proton torpedoes might be the key to dealing with that cruiser!" Yuri turned around, gripped Vitaly's shoulders, and said earnestly.

"But I'm not a spaceship pilot!!" Vitaly protested, but he still sat in the cockpit and began flipping through the manual at high speed. After a few pages, he started cursing, "What kind of bullshit is this fucking Galactic Standard!?"

Even after making these arrangements, Yuri remained restless. He stood up and sat down repeatedly, then grabbed an M-427 machine gun, installed the ammo belt, and paced around clutching the weapon. Finally, unable to take it anymore, he roared toward the outside, "Truda! Are you fucking done yet?"

"It's only been five fucking minutes!!" Truda, who was busy working, yelled back from outside, losing his temper.

...

On the other side, the gunfire at the spaceport grew more intense and frequent. The T-850 was hiding inside a building in the spaceport, firing wildly. Although its body was not completely immune to the power of blaster fire, it could at least withstand a few shots.

However, the charging mercenaries were too many and too well-equipped; some were even armed with EE-3 blaster rifles. After suffering losses of over a dozen men, they finally breached the interior of the spaceport, and a barrage of intense fire riddled the T-850's body with holes.

The T-850 could no longer stand. It sat in a corner as dozens of mercenaries emerged from the battered spaceport entrance. The nuclear battery in the T-850's chest popped out, and it activated its self-destruct system.

BOOM!! A small mushroom cloud rose above the Mosaisley spaceport district. At the same time, a YT-1000 wobbled into the air and flew toward outer space.

"Vitaly! What are you doing! Quick! Start the hyperdrive engine!" Yuri screamed at the top of his lungs.

"Wait a second, I'm looking!" Vitaly flipped through the manual rapidly. "Let me see, page 236... Hyper... what the fuck does the word after this mean? Okay, I'll try."

Vitaly attempted to flip a switch. Seeing his movement, Truda, who was being held by the T-850, screamed, "No! Not that one!!"

Before he could finish, there was a loud *boom* as a proton torpedo was launched.

"FUCK!! You just fucking wasted 30,000 credits of mine!" Yuri cursed. "Now thank you! We only have one proton torpedo left!"

Just then, an unlucky ship happened to be passing by and was hit squarely by the proton torpedo. After a violent explosion, the ship was blown into fragments.

"Let me fly. I think I roughly know how to operate this ship," Truda said with a sigh.

"Don't you dare try anything funny, old man!" Yuri said sharply.

Suddenly, Vitaly let out a cheer, "Aha! I know how to start the hyperdrive engine!" Having said that, he pressed several buttons in sequence.

"Wait! You haven't locked the navigation coordinates..."

Before Truda could finish his sentence, the ship instantly entered hyperspace and vanished.

[Easter Egg Chapter Image 1: I have a fucking big gun!]

Thanks to "Gloomy Future" for the 500 Qidian coins!!

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