The eternal, cold starry sky, the three-way galaxy that ranges from the Death Star to the Fifth Fleet stationed, is 800 light-years.

As the second prosperous galaxy of the Federation besides the capital galaxy, the prosperity of the Trilateral galaxy was the most important financial source for the Federal rebels during the Civil War decades ago.

Even after the end of the Civil War, the Federation vigorously suppressed the economy of the Trilateral Galaxy, but it is still one of the richest galaxies in the Federation.

With six natural wormholes and a golden waterway to three countries, it is the enduring source of the Triple Galaxy economy.

The mission of the Fifth Fleet is to ensure the normal navigation of this golden channel. As for the Death Star Prison 800 light years away, it is within the protection range of the Fifth Fleet. Even with the depletion of thousands of gold mines on the Death Star, the Death Star is no longer of great value.

Although the Fifth Fleet exists only to guard the golden waterway, it is sufficient in scale to be comparable to the Third Fleet on the Federal Frontier.

Of course, the number of main battleships cannot be comparable to that of the Third Fleet. The battleships that form the Fifth Fleet are more of the third-generation Federal Wave Ship, pursuing flexibility and speed, which is also to deal with interstellar pirates active near the Golden Channel.

At this moment, the Fifth Fleet received a secret order from the Federal Military Headquarters, and 70% of the warships slowly left the stationed planet and followed the instructions of the Military Headquarters to wipe out the largest interstellar pirate nearby.

Just two hours after the main force of the Fifth Fleet left the Triangle Galaxy, a huge transport ship slowly escaped from the space fortress over the Death Star and landed towards the Death Star. The supplies of the Death Star once every six months began.

Hathaway sat in a transport ship, like an iceberg beauty, and no one was allowed to enter. A group of prison guards wearing the fifth-generation tiger armor were looking at Hathaway from time to time.

However, no one dared to harass Hathaway. After all, when Hathaway boarded the ship, Smithson personally sent it up. No matter how brave the prison guards present were, they would not dare to offend people who could be on par with Smithson's side.

The transport ship is still landing slowly, without the barrier of the atmosphere, through the skylight. Even if there are more than 100,000 kilometers, Hathaway can still see the eye-catching camp on the Death Star clearly.

Thinking of the obstacles encountered by all parties over the past few months, Hathaway pursed her lips, lowered her head, looked carefully at the tablet light brain in her hand, and browsed the information on the Discovery Battleship again.

"Prepare!"

Instructions came from the radio. Hathaway raised her head and saw everyone thrusting her chest. After holding the guns in her hands tightly, the cabin door slowly opened, and groups of prison guards immediately went down one after another.

Hathaway was about to get up when someone came over.

Hathaway recognized this man as Smithson's deputy, a traitorous Venetian.

"Your Excellency Prosecutor, please come with me. According to regulations, you have two hours of visit."

Hathaway glanced at him, looked at the open hatch door, nodded, and followed the man into the visiting room prepared in the transport ship.

Sitting quietly in the visiting room, Hathaway turned the pen in her hand, sorted out the conversation that was about to be held again, and raised her head. Seeing the other room separated by the diamond glass, the electronic clock on the opposite side slowly skipped for ten minutes.

This made Hathaway frown. She was the only one in the empty room, and now ten minutes have passed. The prison guards have not brought the person she wanted to visit.

"Nothing will happen, right?"

Hathaway frowned and whispered.

She was not worried about something going on with these prison guards, she was just worried that something might happen to Li's tomb who had been detained on Death Star for more than three months.

Although this was a situation she had considered before, Harvey and the others sent Li Tomb here, weren’t they just hoping that Li Tomb could die in the Death Star?

Thinking of this, Hathaway couldn't help but stand up. She was really fed up.

If this visit really happens, Hathaway vows that she will file a lawsuit with the Supreme Court and sue Death Star Prison.

Ten minutes later, and no one came in the quiet visiting room. Hathaway couldn't sit still. She opened the door and wanted to ask what was going on.

The moment the door opened, Hathaway unconsciously sniffed, and there was a sweet smell in the air.

But Hathaway didn't care. When she walked out the door, she saw the Venetian who brought her over. She immediately raised her eyebrows and was about to speak when she saw the Venetian covered in blood, stretched out her hand in despair, and then fell to the ground with a bang.

The sudden appearance of dazzling blood made Hathaway feel cold. Without time to think more, he leaned over and the combat instinct he mastered during military training in school appeared. As soon as he picked up the gun that landed on the ground, he immediately felt the cold muzzle hit her forehead.

Hathaway did not dare to move any more, slowly put down the gun in her hand, raised her hand, and slowly raised her head. The person in front of her was still blood. She was wearing prison uniforms and holding a simple gun in her hand, sweeping over her body with a hint of greed gaze.

A feeling that seemed to be targeted by a hungry wolf instantly hit her heart. Hathaway's heart sank suddenly. She never thought that she would encounter such a bad thing.

The Death Star Prison, which has not had a riot in decades, actually happened when she first came to Death Star.

Such luck made Hathaway feel bitter, but there was no change in her face. She raised her head, even if the other party pointed it at her with a gun, and even had to endure the other party's lewd eyes, Hathaway's tone was still calm.

"I am the federal prosecutor. If you have any right appeal, you can tell me. But the premise is that you must immediately put down your weapons and calm the riot."

"Otherwise, according to federal law, Death Star Prison has the power to suppress you."

"You should know better than me that Smithson's suppression will definitely make you regret it."

Hathaway tried to calm herself down, but when she saw the sneer on the other person's face, she suddenly felt a sank in her heart, knowing that things had evolved towards the worst.

Since these prisoners launched a riot and ignored her warning, it was obvious that these people knew clearly what would happen after the riot.

If this is the case, then these people are likely to be prepared to be suppressed and killed. In this way, even if Smithson reacts quickly and his magical weapons come from the sky, he may not be able to escape.

"But I want to struggle a little more."

Hathaway murmured in her heart, her eyes ruthlessly, and she kicked her back, exerting her flexibility to the extreme. She kicked off the gun in the other party's hand and grabbed it with her backhand. She just grabbed the gun that fell to the ground, but before she could pull the trigger, she suddenly felt a pain in the back of her head, her eyes turned black, and she fainted.

"Rambo, you disappointed me so much. You were almost killed by a woman! Are you not a sperm brain, right?"

With a shout, the prisoner who was almost turned over by Hathaway was a little angry and picked up the gun and was about to kill Hathaway.

"Keep this woman first, maybe the king will like it."

Someone called out, "Quickly, clear all resistance from the transport ship immediately, and then everyone goes out and transports supplies."

Hathaway heard many people screaming in a daze, some of which were not even like federal, but each voice was a little bit the same, with depressing excitement and panic.

Hathaway suddenly woke up and subconsciously touched her body. She found that her clothes were intact and there was no sign of being violated. She breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to stand up, but found that she had been locked in high-pressure handcuffs and locked in the visiting room she was waiting for.

But this time, she is inside, not outside.

After struggling for a while, unable to get rid of the high-pressure handcuffs, Hathaway calmed down and turned his head to look at the electronic clock hanging on it. "An hour has passed. Smithson should have received the news of the riot. Perhaps the army is suppressing the prisoners outside."

Hathaway tried hard to analyze, which could also explain why the prisoners just locked her up without hurting her. Perhaps the prisoners had already known her identity and were using her as bargaining chips to negotiate with Smithson.

Hathaway thought in a mess, but couldn't help but turn her ears to try to listen to the movements outside, but the entire visiting room was built with silent materials, and the sound insulation effect was too good, so she could not hear anything.

Only my heartbeat is beating, and it keeps beating.

This kind of quiet waiting, which is not sure how the result is, is really heartbreaking. Even though Hathaway repeatedly hinted that she wanted to calm down, she was still a little panicked.

After another hour passed by the electronic clock on the wall, Hathaway suddenly felt a slight vibration. She was not unfamiliar with this vibration, but was the vibration when the transport ship took off.

This made Hathaway's heart sink.

"No, what happened? Why did the transport ship be started? Did Smithson even hear about the riot yet?"

Hathaway was still thinking, but she saw the door opposite slammed open, and a big red bird walked in swaggeringly, followed by two people.

Hathaway's eyes narrowed, and she frowned at the big red bird. She remembered that when she was checking the information about Li Tomb, she mentioned the bird.

"It's her?"

The red mutant parrot pointed at Hathaway and asked.

"It looks pretty good. Very good. Keep it closed first. After we leave here, find someone to dress her up well. I will present it to the king."

Hathaway looked at the red mutant parrot with cold eyes and pointed at her, and when she heard the last sentence, she couldn't help but change her face and shouted, "Do you want to escape?"

"Yes, didn't I say that?"

The red mutant parrot was a little strange and asked back.

"It's not a riot, it turns out you want to escape from prison?"

Hathaway was a little shocked. She didn't know where the prisoners got the courage, so she tried to escape from the Death Star Prison.

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