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In the small office area of the former Lengxing Fleet, on the ground floor of the residential area, in the 713 police cabin, Yiyisi put down the materials he was packing and looked at the exquisite lamps on the wall, slightly dazed.
It once thought that the end of its life would be to die in obscurity in the bottom floor of this dull cabin. It was very indifferent to this.
It has experienced the peak of life, and also experienced the stormy moment on the crest of the wave. Except that it has not yet corrected its name, it may be able to live peacefully for the rest of its days, marry a wife, and have children, like every underground family. In this way, it will continue from generation to generation, and until the day you die, when you look back on your life before you die, you will be able to think of things that can make you smile lightly.
Recently, an ordinary girl from the underground fell in love with him. She often ran to the 713 police cabin and listened to him telling stories about his past that no one wanted to hear... The two of them were just like all the other ordinary young underground people. People are the same, getting along with each other ordinary and longingly.
The lamp on the wall was given to it by the girl. The traditional underground art shape symbolizes the light in the darkness and is the symbol of their ancestors' desire for light deep underground.
Yiyisi liked this lamp very much. He also bought one before, but unfortunately his father broke it. He clearly told it when it was young that it should be an engineer who digs holes, not an artist.
It sighed, took off the lamp and put it in the luggage it had prepared.
When it turned around, it found the original owner of the lamp, the girl, standing outside the hatch, looking at it.
"coming?"
Yiyi tried to look calmer.
"Yeah." The girl said, "I heard you are leaving?"
Yiyisi nodded and said, "Yes."
The girl asked: "Will you come back?"
Yiyisi was silent for a moment and said: "I... don't know."
…
There were no violent outbursts of emotion, no eternal promises, just a few simple questions and answers.
After a moment, in the silent farewell, Yiyisi gradually disappeared at the end of the passage while carrying his luggage in the girl's eyes.
When turning at a crossroads, it seems that what it is turning is not a passage, but another period of life: a period that has not yet had time to begin. A life that quickly withers away.
However, it had to go, it was not something it could decide - the Wunu people asked them to take a spaceship to Chu Yunsheng's fleet.
Fate once again pushed it to the top of the wave.
The spaceship that is about to set sail is already parked at the airport. It saw a huge coffin being loaded into the spacecraft under the guidance of automatic machinery. The escorting Silver Legion soldiers lined up in neat queues and entered the ship from one side of the ship.
People looked at these soldiers and Yiyi with envy, they could leave this huge spaceship that was getting more and more dull. Go to the left-hand coalition fleet where Chu Yunsheng is located.
The girl was also in the escorting team, and Yiyisi saw her at a glance.
But she didn't speak, and neither did Yiyisi. It really didn't know if it could come back alive.
Or, the day it comes back, the girl will be old.
On the other side of the ship, a young and heroic officer watched his soldiers fly into the ship.
His adjutant, a middle-aged man, looked at him and said, "Are you really not going to leave?"
He shook his head and said, "I won't leave."
The adjutant said in confusion: "This may be the last chance."
The young officer smiled slightly: "I know."
The adjutant said: "Then why don't you leave?"
The young officer stretched out his silver-gloved finger and pointed at the soldiers behind him who had not ordered to board the ship. Said: "Someone must lead the remaining brothers."
The adjutant shook his head and said: "This is not a reason."
He smiled and said with clear eyes: "Commander Chen, with Mr. Chu's current power, if I go, it will just be an insignificant low-level life officer. With or without me, it will be the same."
The adjutant said unconvinced: "But what's the use of staying here?"
The young officer looked at him for a moment and then said: "Don't you understand yet? The Wunu people don't want Mr. Chu to die in the hands of others... It doesn't matter whether I go to Mr. Chu's place or not. Only here is my value the greatest. ."
The adjutant was silent. After a long time, he said: "Have you ever thought that due to time and space, you may be old when we meet again."
The young officer smiled lightly and said: "A life without value. Even if you are not old, what fun is there? Staff Chen, I am not talking about you. Everyone has their own value orientation and their own choices. I wish you all the best, I wish you can meet Mr. He as soon as possible."
The adjutant finally sighed. Without further persuasion, he raised his hand and made a military salute: "Sir Qi, I'll see you in the future, take care!"
The young officer also gave him a solemn military salute. Behind him, the messenger immediately said in a deep voice to the rows of soldiers on the shore:
"salute!"
There was a sound of brushing on the ground, and thousands of soldiers raised their hands in a military salute in order, and there was a general slaughter.
The silver soldiers waiting to board the spacecraft also raised their hands and saluted. Many of them had tears in their eyes. This was a farewell that they might never see again again.
A soldier couldn't help but lie on the side of the boat and shouted to the group of soldiers on the shore: "Zhang Zhijian, Sun He has arrived, Lu Shi, you guys, just live your life leisurely, don't wait for us to come back, you old I can’t even walk anymore..."
Yiyi looked at these soldiers with some envy. He had always regretted not joining the flying team. Otherwise, would there be such a group of comrades who have shared life and death together?
The spaceship took off, under the solemn military salute, and in the girl's eyes, it accelerated, turned into a stream of light, flickered like a star, and disappeared into the dark universe.
…
Four to five light-years away from the left-wing coalition, an invisible star ring suddenly passed by a weak fleet.
After unremitting efforts, Cardinal Thread Body finally joined the "discussion group". A disc bulged out from its thread-like body, so that it now looks like a tadpole with an infinitely long tail.
Relying on this replicated disk, it could finally hear what the little bug and its helpers were saying.
"Is it because you let go of the powerful fleet before because they are the same kind of life as your lord?" Cardinal Line Body was a little reluctant. The fleet it lured before must have a lot of resources and no shortage of life sources. , but it happens to be the same life form as Chu Yunsheng...
The Grave-Hatching Insect doesn't seem to want to talk to it, because its "speech speed" is too fast, in the "discussion group". Often it comes to the second word only after dealing with tens of thousands of things.
But it kept nagging and harassing slowly and repeatedly, which made the insect annoying, so it quickly said: "What are you talking about? How can they be the same life form as the owner? The owner is a bug. They are so ugly... …”
Cardinal Xian was a little stunned. What kind of weird theory is this?
Seeing that it didn't speak for a while, a voice from the other end of the dimension murmured: "I didn't expect that this little linear being was stupider than me. It couldn't understand such a simple thing. It turned out that I thought it also understood a little about the meaning of life. Surprisingly I misread it, alas..."
It spoke faster, but the grave hatching insect didn't pay attention and said casually: "What are you talking about?"
The other end of the dimension hurriedly asked a question that it had been wondering about for a long time recently: "Brother Bug, why do those organizations that I copied scream? It scares me every time, and it affects my mood for copying. I was quite happy..."
The grave-hatching worm ignored its weak-minded question and said seriously: "I have received the signal from the keeper. Only the keeper knows that I am called Little Bug. It must be from the keeper. I will rush over immediately. Go on your own and stop following me."
The other end of the dimension suddenly panicked and said, "Ah, Brother Chong, I, I, I want to go too."
The Grave-Hatching Insect said seriously: "That won't work. You're so stupid and useless, and the owner won't want you. Even I was severely criticized by the owner."
The person on the other end of the dimension immediately felt inferior again and whispered: "Brother Chong, I, I will definitely work hard."
At this time, Cardinal Xianti finally interjected: "Then why not destroy them. They have a lot of resources!"
The grave hatching insect said quickly: "If you don't understand, don't ask anymore. Their spaceships are very advanced, and I need to use them to make a plan."
Cardinal Xian Ti was a little depressed. There is a saying on Earth that one level of official life would crush a person to death. It is also suitable to describe it at this moment - one level of life level is really infuriating.
The Grave-Hatching Insect then advised the other end of the dimension: "There is a monster subordinate next to the chief. He once said that there is no such thing as a banquet in the world, so you'd better go on your own."
The other side of the dimension said nervously: "Monster!?"
The grave-hatching insect said: "Yes."
The other side of the dimension suddenly became a little scared, imagining the image of a terrifying monster, without knowing that it was a big monster in itself.
…
After a while, the cardinal of the thread body didn't know what they exchanged quickly. The other end of the dimension finally stayed, and the grave hatching insect explained to it: "We can't go directly like this. We have to make a plan. First, take the small fleet. Take control."
Cardinal Xianyi had no objection. The starry sky was too dangerous, but the little bug had always been well hidden and had no objection to its plans.
While it was controlling the decoy spacecraft to fly towards the frightened weak fleet, it heard the helper of the little bug find it and said: "Little Line Body, do you know what it means: pretending to be a genital?"
Cardinal Xian was stunned for a moment: "What is this mess?"
The other end of the dimension said: "When Brother Chong asked me to go on a mission, I heard an organization say this. It seemed very meaningful. I didn't say it completely just now. It should be: pretending to be some kind of female genitals?"
The more Cardinal Xian Ti listened, the more confused he became: "What were the original words?"
The other end of the dimension immediately imitated the information it copied and said in a realistic tone: "I'm just pretending!"
Cardinal Xian Ti was completely stunned: "I don't understand, what do you mean?"
The other end of the dimension said regretfully: "I thought it was a very meaningful thing, and it sounded very powerful, so I decided to help it so that it doesn't have to pretend anymore."
Cardinal Xian Ti asked curiously: "No need to pretend anymore?"
The other side of the dimension said: "Well, I copied it and turned it into a big one..."
Cardinal Xianti: "..."
…
Only a few days had passed since the signal was sent out, but several years had passed in the world outside.
The left-hand fleet received a distress signal. The signal originated from the front of their acceleration line. Otherwise, if it was behind, it would become a two-point acceleration away mode, and the signal might not catch up with the fleet for a long, long time.
The picture of the signal showed a massacre in the starry sky, and the victims were the lost fleet of the left-handed coalition forces and several source gates.
They suffered numerous casualties and were massacred wantonly. They clung to the three source gates and were in danger. They asked Chu Yunsheng and the main fleet for help.
The sender of the signal, Chu Yunsheng, also knew that the only one among the three fleets that had broken up was the biological fleet of Hands and Fu Xi's fleet.
^(To be continued.)
