Chapter 2905 (_)The final struggle

The next day, Ali immediately started her action.

Today, she did not go to that abandoned and decaying deck, that is, FC-N-01. Instead, she sneaked back to deck FC-N-03, two floors above, through a secret crack passage that only their organization knew.

Blend yourself into the crowd and start walking quickly in a certain direction.

And since she can blend in with the crowd at will, it is of course because this is the deck area where the low-level coolies, boatmen and some slave workers on the flagship Vengeful Spirit live. The inspection and patrol forces are very loose, and the upper-level gentlemen

It's rare to come to this kind of place.

At the same time, this is also the living deck where Ali’s home was. She is very familiar with this place and can almost walk around with her eyes closed. Even without her legal identity, she still knows how to avoid the sight of some patrol soldiers and lower-level management.

and cross-examination.

but……

It is said to be the deck for living and living, but everyone knows that in the depths of the unimportant hull of the Vengeful Spirit, the crew and slaves at the bottom live in an abyss of despair.

The so-called residential area is not much better. It is not an exaggeration to compare it to a corner abandoned by the universe and the empire.

Anyway, as Ali moved forward quickly, looking around, she saw that on this deck, the dim fluorescent tubes could only barely outline the narrow steel passages called "streets" and the densely packed steel "

Just small cabins on both sides of the street.

This place looks even more crowded than the decayed and abandoned FC-N-01 floor, and I don’t know if it’s because the air filtration device is not powerful enough. The air here seems to be always filled with dampness and mildew.

The pungent smell of body odor, saliva, feces and unknown chemical gases?

Along with the boatmen, coolies and pedestrians who hurried past with numb eyes and dirty faces, Ali, who walked among them with her face hidden in her cloak, and whose mental outlook was completely different from those of those people, inevitably had some feelings.

A feeling of suffocation.

Yes!

Perhaps, in Ali's opinion, the bottom floor had been abandoned long ago and was filled with various poisonous gases, radiation, and wandering with various soulless people, wanderers, various cosmic parasitic monsters hiding in the darkness, and those escaping from the upper deck.

Does the FC-N-01 deck, where all kinds of criminals, killers and even cultists go down, make her feel more comfortable than here?

At least, the FC-N-01 deck is much emptyer and cleaner than here.

Look at the cabins on both sides of the 'street', that is, the so-called 'houses'. The internal space is cramped. Apart from the fact that they have been used for countless years and have been slept in by countless people, they have been occupied for a long time.

Except for the shiny iron bed, which is close to a fixed position inside, the other things are either too few or in a mess. How does it look like a 'home' should look like?

The key is that it’s too small!

In that kind of small dwelling, an adult has little room to turn around after entering, and there is not much room to move around. I'm afraid no one would like to stay in that kind of place except for sleeping, right?

certainly!

Some people may still like to stay there, because even in the 'daytime', Ali walking on the street can occasionally hear the heavy breathing and the occasional sound coming from some houses.

Suppressed moans and gasps.

Obviously, that kind of primitive happiness is the only way of entertainment for those coolies and boatmen who have not yet had time to change shifts to stay in their respective houses. It is also one of the important measures to maintain population stability on the ship!

After all, whether they are coolies, shipwrights, or even sailors, their average life span is surprisingly low, and their mortality rate is extremely high. Therefore, if the bottom class cannot continuously provide new people, the upper class Astartes will

The boss and the top brass don't have enough cannon fodder, slaves and leeks to order, squeeze and exploit.

"..."

Ali, who was passing by, didn't pay attention to the sounds, nor did she stop, because she was already used to that kind of thing.

Soon, she turned into another newly renovated street.

However, although they are newly renovated and the walls are covered with new armor plates, most of the houses there have no windows. Only the cold metal walls and the mottled rust on the ceilings remind the residents of their respective situations.

Ali knows why most of the houses on this street have no windows, because this is where the relatively wealthy lower-class people live. They worry that their extra money or food will be stolen when they go out to work and are not at home. After all, everyone’s houses are small.

, if there are windows, the difficulty of stealing will be relatively low.

Especially food, Ali knew, was extremely strictly distributed, basically only enough for each household and individual's daily intake, and those who had food reserves could be said to be wealthy households.

Although every deck area has basic urban functions, and some stores even sell various things and food, if the boatmen and coolies want to make their families live a decent life with their meager subsidies and salaries, then

Definitely don't think about it.

Even if you manage to save a little money, you can often only afford low-end synthetic products with poor nutrition, which can barely sustain the minimum needs of life. As for higher and better things, they are not available in a place like this.

Owned.

In comparison, water sources are not very scarce, but it is impossible to use them at will.

Therefore, many people simply ignore washing and other matters subconsciously, or only wipe their faces casually when they wake up and prepare to go to work every day. Some people simply omit that step. After all, people need to struggle to survive every day.

, even dignity is ignored, so decency is really not important.

This is why most of the people Ali saw walking on the streets were dirty.

In such an environment, disease and despair naturally follow each other. In addition, the medical facilities on the ship are rudimentary and medical resources have never been poured into the lowest level. In addition, the empire's technology is seriously deformed and lost. Therefore, those who are seriously injured or seriously ill can often only resign themselves to their fate.

, once seriously injured or seriously ill, there is often a narrow escape from death.

Anyway, Ali never expects those who have a headache to remove the skull and replace it with a metal head, a pain in the foot to remove the thigh and replace it with a mechanical prosthesis, and then they dare to cut off the whole head and install it on the mechanical body when the stomach hurts.

The medical skills of those 'miracle doctors'!

However, it is precisely because the crew and the slave workers jointly endured the harsh management and ruthless exploitation from the upper class that although they did not have a deep friendship with each other as neighbors, they also formed some kind of twisted mutual help relationship in the midst of suffering.

Most of the time, they are much more humane than those Astartes who are as high as gods.

But that is only relative, and their only advantage is limited to this. Here, there is more suffering and oppression that is still naked and without any humanity.

However, even if she knew, Ali didn't have any good solution to this problem.

After all, their strength is still too weak. At present, their first priority is to develop and grow and seize a small and medium-sized ship to escape from the flagship. Otherwise, if they are trapped on the Vengeful Spirit, they will

Just like those numb people coming and going on the street, they cannot see the future.

Therefore, it is just a fuss to think about things beyond your ability now.

"..."

She didn’t know how long she had been walking, but when she mixed in with the crowd and reached a certain area, she finally stopped and subconsciously stared silently at the abandoned armor plate and armor plate in the distance at the corner of the wet street.

I was in a daze at a very familiar small house with a second floor and a "balcony" welded together by steel bars.

Although the second floor and balcony are not much bigger than a pigeon cage, at least it is a house with a second floor and balcony, which is considered relatively high-end.

And the reason why she stared there was because it was her home...

Of course!

That was just the past, because her home was gone long ago.

From the day her parents left, her home was no longer a home, it was just a small, narrow house. Although it can still be seen that it still has many outlines from decades ago, Ali knew that,

The place had been assigned to someone else after she left, and it is now someone else's home.

Moreover, she also saw that in the small pigeon cage room on the second floor that once belonged to her, there was a man and a woman who were extremely dirty, with food crumbs on their cheeks, and their dark nostrils were dragging.

The little kid with a snotty nose and huddled behind that window sill.

From a distance, he looked like he was only three to four years old, and he was staring with curious and numb eyes at the equally numb people walking in a hurry on the street outside.

It can be seen that their parents must have gone to work and are away from home for at least 17 or 18 hours a day. Therefore, two children of that age must be unsupervised.

There's not much parents can do except keep them at home.

Ali is no stranger to that kind of thing, because most of the children on decks FC-N-02 to FC-N-09 are in a similar situation to them. No matter how good they are, they are not much better. And Ali

She had also been through this, and she felt it deeply and had already become numb to it.

but……

She hated that situation to the point of numbness, she hated the hypocrisy and cruelty of the Empire, Terra, and the Emperor, rather than the numbness of being content with the status quo and unable to change!

Anyway!

Although yesterday's partner, the 'Uncle Huang' who had played with her since she was a child and later devoted herself to the cause of resisting the empire with her and worked conscientiously with her for decades, had persuaded her and wanted her to slow down.

She waited until she could see the situation clearly, but she couldn't help it after all.

She couldn't continue to wait indifferently!

This is just like she secretly made up her mind yesterday. No matter how difficult the road ahead is, she must fight again!

After all, this is indeed the best opportunity in decades. It has never been seen in previous decades and may never be seen again in the future.

If they wait any longer, I'm afraid the Terra Empire's Great Crusade will be over, and by then they will have even less chance!

"!?"

Right here, she didn't know how long she had been looking at it stupidly. Finally, just when Ali was in a daze, she suddenly saw two patrolling ordinary soldiers of the Imperial Army appearing in the distance, and then they turned toward her.

The direction made a vague gesture that only she and her companions knew.

"..."

Upon seeing this, Ali, who knew it was one of her own, naturally looked around silently first, and after finding nothing unusual, she followed the two people calmly.

It didn't take long before the three people, who had walked several streets, started to have formal contact in a dark and deserted corridor.
To be continued...