The Last Kabakans

Chapter 58 Countdown

"Oh!"

The signal bomb broke through layers of heat waves and reached the sky. The dazzling white light passed through the porthole of the escape cabin and entered the light brown eyes of the little curly hair.

"Wait...wait?" He pretended to turn a blind eye and asked in a low voice.

Capeton raised his wrist and looked at his watch, shook his head and said, "Can't wait."

When he was still in the Detrick Army, he had seen such flares.

Under normal circumstances, combat troops will use radio wave positioning devices, which have strong signals, fast speeds, and long effective distances.

But this positioning method also has disadvantages. It is easy to be interfered, intercepted, or even tampered by the enemy. The consequences can be imagined.

Signal flares are different.

Under certain circumstances, the speed of light waves is slightly faster than that of radio waves, and it is quite difficult to be interfered and blocked.

Unless the enemy can calculate the approximate range of the signal bomb launch, and build a protective shield in advance, or a 3D cover prosthesis, there is no way to prevent the information from being transmitted.

Chin, one of the indispensable raw materials for this kind of flare that can show dazzling white under the scorching sun, is found in only one place in the entire interstellar.

Cape Town unbuttoned the top two buttons of his collar and asked, "How soon will it take?"

"The battery power is low, so the stealth mode needs to be temporarily turned off when igniting the ignition. It is estimated..." Little Curly sat in front of him and operated the complicated equipment, "...the countdown to launch will start in 3 minutes."

"Hmm." Cape Town fastened his seat belt, squinted his eyes and leaned back on the chair.

3 minutes was actually not long, but when he raised his wrist again, less than half a minute actually passed.

"Do you want me to go back and help you get the medicine back?" The little curly hair turned to look at him when he heard the movement, and couldn't help asking in a low voice, "If it goes well, there should be time."

He would rather believe that the old captain showed sadness because he was unwell, rather than blame himself for abandoning his teammates.

But in fact Cape Town did fall into deep self-blame, but his self-blame came from the other end of the interstellar, the thriving planet that had nurtured more than 8000 million Kabakan stars.

The vitality of the past is long gone, and now there is only a cloud of dark stardust, stardust that cannot be penetrated by light.

"Let's go," said Cape Town, frowning, "come on!"

Although Semias is wild and backward now, he saw the emerald green moss in the canyon. He believed that it would not be long before new life would be bred here and a new civilization would develop.

He didn't want to see a planet disappear in front of him again.

"You really think this is your home, come and go as you want?"

The door of the escape cabin was opened with a swipe, Gad stepped in holding the built-in tablet, his forehead almost hit the beam above his head.

"Oh, it's a bit crowded!" He said with a slight bow, and the little curly hair grabbed the K390 that Debella had given him before and was about to get up, but was dragged back by the seat belt on the chair.

"You...you...you...big...big...big..." Little Curly stammered while holding a gun.

"I'm not saying you, Captain, you're too stingy, with so much commission, you don't want to equip the spaceship with a bigger escape pod," Gad looked around, a little disappointed.

Noticing that Little Curly was pointing a gun at himself tremblingly, he added, "You want to ask Dahei and Keller, right? Well, don't wait, you're dead!"

Hearing this, Little Curly's eyes widened in surprise. Contrary to his reaction, the heavy expression on Cape Town's face hardly changed, which seemed to have been expected long ago.

"Oh, Dahei is still alive, at least for the time being, but he is a bit inconvenient now," Gad said helplessly.

"At first I didn't want to knock him out, but he was too loyal and refused to say anything. I had no choice but to keep him and let him shoot me in the back at a critical moment and beat me up." Make it into a sieve!"

Gad felt that what he said was very reasonable, and he really wanted to applaud his enthusiastic self.

But for Little Curly, the news that Dahei was still alive didn't seem to relax his frowning eyebrows.

He turned to look at the calm Cape Town, hesitant to speak.

"The escape pod doesn't have enough energy to take off with three people," Capeton said to Gad, but he kept staring at Curly, "and you've run out of time."

Little Curly held the K390 in his hand tightly and dared not make a sound. He thought that Cape Town, like Gad, heard "Dai" as "Da".

"Who said that?" Gad laughed, "If you squeeze a little, you can still fly! As for the time, just reset it!"

"Program... Once the program starts to count down... there is nothing to do... there is no way to reset it," Little Curly said disheartened, "unless..."

"Unless the mainframe system of the Woodpecker starts to execute another irreversible program," Gad held back his smile and said seriously.

"You! You can't do this!" Little Curly tried to stand up again, but was pulled back severely.

He said hoarsely: "You can't blow up the Woodpecker! No! Debella! Debella, she can't die! She can't die!"

"This is not easy!" Gad scratched his shaggy hair, a little embarrassed, but he immediately thought of a good idea.

"Otherwise, the escape pod will take off as usual, and I won't blow up the spaceship. In exchange, you two go down, how about it? Fair enough! Haha!"

Cape Town gritted his teeth and said nothing, Little Curly turned into an ant on a hot pan, spinning around anxiously.

Looking at the smaller and smaller numbers on the counter, he suddenly thought of one thing.

"Fuel clip!" He exhaled in a low voice, inexplicably excited, as if he didn't stutter anymore.

"Where's the fuel clip? Didn't you hide a fuel clip?"

After the little curly finished speaking, he looked up at the silent Cape Town, hoping to get his approval, but he just closed his eyes silently, as if none of this had anything to do with him, and he seemed to have made up his mind not to Join any discussions.

Gad was also taken aback when he heard this, recalling all kinds of things that happened during this period, it seems that he can't remember clearly except for a big event with Joshua secretly.

If the little curly hair hadn't mentioned it just now, he really almost forgot about it.

Seeing that everyone had no objections, Xiao Curly put down the K390 in his hand, turned around and began to operate on a bunch of sophisticated instruments and equipment.

After a moment he turned and said, "The Woodpecker spacecraft will activate its self-destruct mechanism in 10 minutes."

After speaking, he raised his hand and pulled out the pin on the switch, rushed out of the escape pod quickly before Gad.

"No wonder betas can only immerse themselves in research!" Gad shook his head and sighed, "If these people fall in love and start a relationship, they are more impulsive and reckless than our alphas! Maybe he doesn't know it yet, that little bitch is no easier to deal with than me Woolen cloth!"