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In fact, this Staka Augard is the son of Ryan Augard.

To be precise, he was the adopted son he picked up from a junkyard—well, no joke, seventeen years ago, Ryan Ogder did indeed find Staka, who was still an infant, in a junkyard on his home planet, Arcturus.

Although he was adopted, Ryan treated him as his own son, even after the boy grew up and slept with Ryan's biological daughter.

Starka also sees Ryan, his adoptive father, as a role model and aspires to become the greatest raider.

However, Ryan did not want this kid to become a raider like himself, because it was hardly a respectable profession.

He only hoped that Staka could live a peaceful life with his daughter.

But all kids in the world are the same. Ryan didn't want Starka to be a raider, but half a year ago, this kid stole a spaceship and ran off shouting that he wanted to be a raider.

As a result, once he ran away, he disappeared without a trace.

After six months of searching, Ryan finally learned about the kid from one of his raider friends.

However, this kid was captured by Kree's patrol fleet during an unsuccessful robbery and then thrown into a slave camp.

And soon they will be sent to the front lines of the Kree and the Nova Empire—the very war slaves that the Kree transport fleet is about to transport.

Although the Kree Empire is not to be trifled with, she did so for the sake of her adopted son and to prevent her daughter from becoming a widow.

Ryan had no choice but to bite the bullet and think of a solution.

Therefore, after he risked his reputation and paid countless prices, he finally managed to intercept the Kree transport fleet.

Unexpectedly, just when the well-planned operation was about to succeed, a surprise attack occurred.

Not only did they fail to save the person, but all the friends they asked for help were also killed, and they themselves faced a desperate situation.

This made Ryan feel a pang of regret.

Perhaps he shouldn't have saved that kid seventeen years ago.

All I can say is that brats really deserve to die.

But it's too late to regret it now; saving your life is the most important thing.

Of course, no one could have known that if Josie hadn't appeared, Ryan's adopted son, this brat, would have actually become a "great" raider, just like his adoptive father.

In the future within the original timeline, this child would also have a very cool title—that is, Star Eagle!

Yes, that's right, it's the one Sylvester Stallone played in the movie!

Just like those professional gangsters.

Although they are essentially space pirates, the raiders are still very efficient in their work due to the nature of their profession.

Once the two cruisers of the Ranger Fleet had completed their docking with the two Kree cargo ships, all the raiders who had boarded the ships earlier had successfully infiltrated the slave cells.

After a loud metallic cutting sound, the cargo ship's armor plates were quickly breached.

As the armor plates collapsed, a dozen soldiers clad in full white armor, along with a large number of robotic soldiers, poured into the ship's cabin.

The white armor worn by these soldiers is famous in the future Star Wars universe; it is the standard space armor of the "Imperial Stormtroopers".

And Josie named his army the "Stormtroopers" as well!

Even in terms of ideology, this "Stormtroopers" are based on the Imperial Stormtroopers from Star Wars, promoting "human supremacy"!

Of course, the concept of human supremacy here does not include black.

However, due to the limited number of members in the Ouroboros organization, neither the stormtroopers nor the regular crew of the fleet can be considered large.

Fortunately, the large number of intelligent robots has made up for this.

Basically, every assault team soldier is a "platoon leader" with command of thirty robot soldiers.

Of course, this command authority is only useful when carrying out combat missions. After all, robot soldiers can have their access levels set, one level after another, with the highest authority always being held by Josie alone. Therefore, there is no issue of any soldier being able to use the robot soldiers to rebel.

Meanwhile, the raiders, who had been secretly observing from within the cells, were pleasantly surprised to see the assault team members surrounded by robot soldiers.

They had originally planned to take advantage of the landing of this unknown fleet to cause some trouble, but the heavily guarded robot force made them dare not make any rash moves.

"Inspect the overall condition of the spaceship, investigate the spaceship data, and count the spaceship personnel!" After entering the spaceship, the assault team members, under the command of their respective warship captains, began to lead the vanguard to receive the two cargo ships in an orderly manner.

The first thing to do is to determine the safety of the spacecraft.

If the Kree had programmed some kind of self-destruct mechanism on their spaceship, that would be quite interesting.

Fortunately, after a thorough inspection by the machine, no major safety hazards were found.

After confirming there were no safety concerns, more assault team soldiers and mechanical legions slowly began boarding the ship and officially taking over its command.

Because during his interactions with Mar-Vell, Josie had already cracked the ship's program, the Kree language, and a large amount of military data through the confusion, so the Ranger Fleet could easily take over the two cargo ships.

In just half an hour, the fleet had completely taken control of both cargo ships, and even the damaged cargo ship was quickly repaired.

After taking control of the two cargo ships, the Ranger Fleet did not linger in this star system. Instead, after cleaning up the battlefield, they left with the two cargo ships.

About a day later, a Kree patrol fleet, having lost contact with the transport fleet, finally managed to search this region of the star system.

After an investigation, based on the wreckage of the Kree fleet and a large amount of Marauder fleet debris at the scene, the Kree Empire undoubtedly pinned the blame on the Marauders.

The loss of a mere transport fleet and 200,000 war slaves was, in fact, insignificant to the vast Kree Empire.

But it would definitely be embarrassing.

If we don't take some action, then any Tom, Dick, or Harry will really take advantage of us.

As a result, all the raiders within the reach of the entire Kree Empire fleet were inexplicably caught in the crossfire and suffered near-devastating blows.

The real culprit, however, had already transferred all the slaves from the two Kree cargo ships to a starship shortly after leaving the star system where the incident occurred.

After setting the two cargo ships to automatically cruise towards an unknown star region, they leisurely bypassed the Kree fleet's activity range, left the Andromeda Galaxy, and returned to an uninhabited star region in the Milky Way that was even more remote than Earth and had no jump points.

In this way, apart from the slaves captured on the spaceship, the last piece of evidence, the two Kree freighters, were also completely destroyed.

If any civilization were to become greedy and intercept these two cargo ships, they would deserve their misfortune.

This is also the biggest advantage of the Ranger Fleet compared to the fleets of various civilizations in the Marvel Universe: the existence of the faster-than-light engine makes some star sectors that have no jump points and are so remote that even the most worthless Chitauri would not go there become excellent hiding places for the Ranger Fleet.

Chapter 270 Contra Star

In the boundless starry sky, Mar-Vell stood in front of the bridge control console, looking at the documents transmitted from the Kree military system on the screen, his brows furrowing involuntarily.

"What happened?" Just then, Josie's voice rang out from inside the bridge.

"It's so late, why aren't you resting?" Marville asked without looking up. Although there is no sun or moon in the universe, there are still basic timekeeping systems. The Kree's standard timekeeping is different from Earth's, but not by much. It's definitely the middle of the night now.

"...Looks like something really happened, they've started talking nonsense. When did we ever need such a long rest period?" Josie teased.

After reaching the extraordinary level, it's not that you don't need to rest at all, but it's impossible for you to sleep seven or eight hours a day like a normal person. Basically, even a short rest of an hour or two each day is too much.

“Really, look how confused I am… But this is a military secret… Well, actually, it doesn’t really matter to you whether it’s a secret or not. Do you remember when we encountered the Centaur planet being destroyed on the planet Bedun?” Marville asked, patting his forehead.

“Of course, it’s a very vivid memory!” Josie replied.

Does the secrecy of a secret matter to me? Tsk tsk, don't underestimate them.

However, he not only remembered it vividly, but he had also quietly intercepted the person.

“Those centaurs and some slaves gathered by the Bedun were supposed to be sent to the front lines as war slaves after we left, but the transport fleet was attacked en route, the escorting force was wiped out, and the two transport ships disappeared without a trace!” Marwell sighed.

"Wow, that's unbelievable. I thought that with the strength of your Kree Empire, no one would dare to provoke you. But the attack on the way to the front line, could it have been done by your enemy civilization? Like that Xandar (Nova Empire)?" Josie said with a look of surprise. To be honest, it felt pretty good to do something bad but play the innocent rabbit in front of the victim.

“…Normally, Xandar would be the prime suspect, but this time it’s not. According to the investigation team, the ones who hijacked those two cargo ships were probably the Raiders—they’re like pirates on Earth. To be honest, I don’t know where they got the guts. But judging from the scale of the battle, with the loss of over a thousand combat ships and the involvement of many well-known Raider units, it’s definitely their doing…These guys have probably gone completely mad!” Marville said with a somewhat strange expression.

When did even raiders dare to provoke a tiger? Have the Kree become so weak?

"Who knows? Maybe someone is pulling the strings behind the scenes. But what's done is done. We'll just have to get our revenge. What? Does this affect you too?" Josie asked curiously.

“…It does have an impact, because I’m relatively close by, so I was temporarily conscripted…I’m sorry, Josie, I’m afraid we can’t go to Hala!” Marville smiled apologetically, revealing the real reason that was bothering her.

Cree people are human too. They finally get a long vacation and take their friends to visit their hometown, but they get conscripted halfway through the trip. It's no wonder they're in a good mood.

"..." Upon hearing Marwell's words, Josie was also taken aback.

Good heavens, he only hijacked two cargo ships, and now he can't legitimately go to Hala. Isn't this like shooting himself in the foot?

“Oh, that’s a real shame. But business is more important. What will we do if you get drafted?” Josie couldn’t help but ask.

"It's regrettable, but I'm afraid you'll have to travel with me. And because it's a military operation, you'll likely have to stay on my ship during this time!" Marville said apologetically.

"...We have to stay on the spaceship the whole time? That's terrible news!" Josie frowned as she heard Marwell say that.

Staying on Mar-Vell's ship indefinitely? That's definitely not an option, although he can contact his subordinates using hyperspace communication technology from the Star Wars universe, and the chances of the Kree military detecting this technology are very low.

But who can guarantee that they won't be discovered?

Moreover, Josie is not someone who likes to be restrained.

“I’m sorry, but this is the best approach. After all, I’ll be in contact with quite a few military fleets soon, and it’s probably not convenient for you aliens to show up… I can’t just randomly drop you off on any planet, can I?” Marwell said helplessly.

When not on a mission, it's not a big problem for Mar-Vell to bring a few alien civilians into public places within the Kree Empire.

However, the nature of the situation is completely different when carrying out military missions.

“I think it’s a good idea!” Josie said decisively.

"What?" For a moment, Marwell wondered if he was hallucinating.

“I said, you can just drop us off on any planet and then go carry out the mission yourself!” Josie said again.

"...Do you know what you're saying? Your temporary identities are only valid while I'm here. If I leave, you'll find it impossible to move an inch within the Empire. And if any problems arise, I won't be able to do anything. The risk is too great. No way!" Marville resolutely refused.