Chapter 2063: UNHCR
"All close-in weapon systems in the thirteenth defense zone are in position!"
Once the enemy's pursuing interstellar warships enter their firing range, they will attack on their own.
Remember to avoid the evacuation boats ahead!
"Starship drone swarms and starfighter squadrons are ready for battle."
Once the refugee boats reach the safe zone, provide immediate reinforcement and cover!
The moment these orders were issued, everyone in every combat position immediately became alert.
Although it was a defensive operation, being able to fire at these guys was undoubtedly a great stroke of luck!
People in all combat units held their breath, and some even switched from automatic firing programs to manual operation.
"You son of a bitch, come in if you dare."
"I'll make you pay!" A man with a bullet casing in his mouth stared at the fire control radar screen in front of him.
Sudden!
A pursuing starship fired a shell that struck the flank of the refugee ship.
This directly caused the engines on the side of the refugee boat to fail, causing its speed to plummet!
This is still some distance from their firing range.
This made everyone's hearts sink again.
My heart was filled with prayers: faster, closer!
Although the refugee boat was hit, it continued to sail.
At the same time, they continuously sent out requests for help in the channel.
At this moment, they are like a lone boat on a stormy sea, hoping that someone will stand up and protect them.
"They couldn't have escaped in."
"At this speed, they will be destroyed in the next attack!" An old soldier lowered his hand from his weapon, his eyes filled with helplessness.
"Grass!
Grass!
"Damn it!" someone roared angrily.
"No, there is still hope."
"As long as it helps them intercept the attack, that's enough." At this moment, a young sergeant said.
"They're within our firing range; we simply can't intercept them effectively!"
"This is within our effective firing range."
But that doesn't mean our attacks are completely useless.
Weapons are divided into laser-based and projectile-based weapons.
Laser-based weapons experience a decrease in laser intensity beyond their effective range, but they still affect a certain area.
There's no need to elaborate on artillery shells.
Outside of effective range, accuracy will drop significantly.
Therefore, all we need to do is create a barrage of attacks on the flank of this refugee ship.
It doesn't need to be very precise, just enough to form a barrage of comments.
"Then the chances of this refugee ship surviving will increase significantly!" The young sergeant looked at his superior.
After a moment's hesitation, the superior said, "This matter is rather special; I need to report it to my superiors."
"There's not enough time..." the young sergeant said anxiously.
"You guys prepare first, if you don't receive a reply from your superiors."
"We'll talk about it later," the superior said in a deep voice.
The young sergeant immediately understood what it meant and looked at his usually meticulous superior, who regarded discipline as an ironclad rule, with admiration.
"yes!"
The superiors reported it quickly.
Time passed little by little.
Everyone looked up at their superiors, waiting for orders.
The superior glanced at all the weapons, whether automatic or manual.
They are all ready to fire.
Just as he was about to give the order.
His superiors also issued orders.
"You can decide for yourselves."
Those few simple words gave them immense courage.
Almost in an instant.
The superior gave the order: "Fire!"
In an instant, all kinds of defensive weapons opened fire simultaneously.
At first glance, it seemed as if all the attacks were directed at the refugee ship.
But it was soon discovered that all the attacks were concentrated on the flanks of the refugee ship, forming a barrage of fire.
The vast majority of the pursuing fleet's attacks landed on these barrages.
In this way, the refugee boat was able to evacuate to a safe area without any major incident.
Starfighters and swarms of interstellar drones immediately rushed forward to provide cover for the refugee ship.
Meanwhile, the pursuing interstellar fleet, seeing their prize slip away, had no choice but to reluctantly retreat.
Everyone was overjoyed to see that a refugee boat °• N o v e l i g h t •° had been successfully rescued.
This can be considered as relieving their inner repression.
The refugee boat made its way across the defense line using almost its last bit of power.
The ship was out of power and could only be carried by barge to an area where spaceships were docked.
As you can see, most of the ships in this anchorage area are refugee boats, and the scene is devastated.
Next, interstellar transport ships will come to pick up the people from the refugee ship.
After the docking is completed.
Several corridor gates were opened.
"We are from the Refugee Agency of the Dragon Star Empire. Please disembark in an orderly manner, register your information, and we will take good care of your basic living needs."
An announcement was made in the corridor.
The refugees, dragging their weary bodies, walked along the corridor with smiles of relief on their faces.
They knew they had survived.
"Are you a family?" The UNHCR staff looked at the three people in front of them, humanoid creatures with blue skin and pointed ears.
"Yes."
"Please register your name, race, and which interstellar civilization you came from here. It would be best if you could provide details down to the star system, galaxy, and planet."
After you register, we will issue you a temporary resident ID card.
"Okay, okay."
"Mommy... I'm hungry." At this moment, the child in the woman's arms pointed in the direction from which the aroma was wafting from.
"Sweetie, eat something first." The woman took out a dark, lumpy thing from her bosom and put it to the child's mouth.
The child shook his head, refusing to eat it.
It's clear that during their escape, they didn't have much food, and the few meals they did have were mostly unpalatable.
It could even cause physical trauma.
"Child, don't be too anxious."
Once your identity information is registered.
"You can get your food over there," the staff member said with a smile.
Upon hearing this, the father, who was typing the message, sped up his writing.
There are many registration windows so that refugees can complete the process as quickly as possible.
Meanwhile, armed Space Marines can be seen in the surrounding area.
After all, they are refugees, and sometimes disorder is inevitable.
To ensure the safety of refugees and staff, Space Marines soldiers are stationed here to maintain order.
The staff member glanced at the information registered on the identity document.
Her gaze shifted slightly.
She knew this universe was one of the few that had been destroyed.
These people no longer have a hometown.
"This is the last step. We just need to collect your fingerprints and blood samples here," the staff member said.
Soon, all the identity information was collected.
"Please place your left or right hand under the instrument."
"There won't be any pain." The staff member pointed to the equipment next to them.
The father hesitated for a moment, then reached out his hand first.
A few seconds later.
A blue mark the size of a thumb appeared on the back of my father's right hand.
"This is your temporary ID card. If needed, you can just scan the back of your hand."
The color will dissipate within three minutes, and no one will know you are refugees.
It won't affect your daily life.
Take these things back and take a look.
These are some rules that you need to be aware of when living within the sphere of influence of our Dragonflight Interstellar Empire.
Because some rules may differ slightly, it's best to learn and pay attention just in case.
Seeing that he was alright, the man felt relieved and allowed his wife and children to undergo the scan.
"Please go inside," the staff member said, pointing in the direction from which the aroma was coming.
The family immediately went over.
That space was actually part of the transport ship's interior, and it was conveniently located in the area of the starship's restaurant.
Furthermore, the starship restaurant has undergone some modifications.
The purpose is to accommodate as many people as possible to dine here.
Please choose your food.
Unlimited, but please don't waste it.
Each person has 30 minutes to eat.
Please understand that this is to allow time for other people to eat later.
The radio kept playing throughout the starship restaurant.
"Delicious, delicious!" The child's face lit up with excitement as he saw the row of treats.
The man took three plates and handed one to his wife.
Then, each person took two trays and lined up to receive their food.
These foods, while not luxurious, are all made from natural crops.
The main foods are bread, steamed buns, and milk, with some meat and vegetables also available.
It can be said to satisfy the dietary needs of almost all interstellar races.
The moment the child got the bread, he couldn't resist taking a bite.
This was much tastier than what they ate on their escape.
The family of three took their food and sat down at the table next to them.
The couple looked at the food and exchanged a glance.
"We survived," the wife said, tears streaming down her face.
"Yes, we survived." The husband couldn't help but cry tears of joy.
Only they themselves know how painful their time on the run was.
There were countless times when they wanted to give up.
But looking at their child, the parents gritted their teeth and persevered.
Eating hot food.
They seemed to have returned to the time before the disaster.
Even though they were enjoying their food, the sound of some people wailing could still be heard inside the starship restaurant.
For those who lose control of their emotions, as long as it's not particularly excessive, those maintaining order at the scene will usually turn a blind eye.
If someone is too noisy, staff will come forward to remind them or even administer sedatives.
After all, some people really do lose control of their emotions when they return to the safe world from the brink of death.
After enjoying the food.
They were then assigned to the dormitory.
There are many types of dormitories, including those with large shared beds and family-style dormitories.
Family dormitories are, of course, specifically for use by a family.
It's called a family dormitory, but it's really just a slightly larger room.
The cubicle is U-shaped and has no door.
However, there are three beds inside, which can allow a family to live comfortably here.
The Dragon Star Empire's Refugee Agency has done an excellent job in this regard.
While trying to save these people, we also want to provide them with a better living environment.
The UNHCR is also making arrangements for the subsequent resettlement work.
Soon, the family received a questionnaire.
The requirements for their future resettlement location are clearly stated on the document.
"Do you have any relatives within the territory of the Xiaolong Interstellar Empire who you can rely on? Please provide relevant contact information and proof of your relatives."
There are two options below.
Existence and non-existence.
They naturally filled in "none".
"Do you have any special requirements regarding the environment of the planet you live on?"
Some interstellar races have specific requirements regarding their living environment.
For example, the temperature cannot be higher or lower than a certain value, otherwise it will directly affect life safety.
For example, it would be best if they could live in an environment with plenty of water, or even live directly in water, etc.
Based on the specific needs of these ethnic groups, the UNHCR will arrange the most suitable accommodation for them.
Since the family of three had no specific requirements, they naturally clicked "none".
"Do you possess any special skills, life skills, or work skills...?"
In this question, instead of options, they are asked to fill in the information.
The couple exchanged a glance and then filled in the form as promised.
His wife was a nurse on her original planet and could operate most medical equipment.
Her husband is an architectural designer.
As for children, the answer was naturally "children," implying they lack any survival skills.
Soon after that, several habitable location options appeared.
"Habitable site number M014, located in ****."
This habitable place requires a day's sailing time to reach.
And there are suitable job positions for both of you, which can provide you with...
Clicking on each habitable location will display detailed information.
They were even offered several job options.
That's incredibly thoughtful.
After watching it.
The couple chose a habitable location that was closest to the Dragon Star Empire.
In their minds, being closest to the Dragon Star Empire meant being the safest place.
They had already experienced the pain of fleeing once.
They really didn't want to go through that again.
Therefore, they all hope to have a safe living environment.
And just like that, the resettlement of the family of three was completed quickly.
"Hello, the resettlement arrangements for your family of three have been finalized."
Next, you will travel on the current transport ship to **Starport.
At **Star Harbor, you will transfer to another transport ship, number **, which will depart at **time.
It is expected to arrive in near-Earth orbit around your habitable planet in about 38 hours.
I hope you have a pleasant life ahead of you.
The electronic sound disappeared.
The couple embraced, looking at their child who was already asleep in bed.
Finally, they felt a sense of peace in their hearts.