53. Swerry and cultural classes

Style: Fantasy Author: Human arsenalWords: 3198Update Time: 24/01/13 14:13:32
"If you are my soldier and I want to train you, I will throw you out and let the Purgatory of Innocence hunt you for two years."

In the afternoon, when Qi Shantong said this sentence in Han Qingyu's ear, Han Qingyu was difficult to determine whether there was an element of "grievance" in it.

But at least one thing is obvious. After returning, he re -examined Han Qingyu's information.

only……

As a major general of a combat corps that was not related to archives or scientific research projects, he did not have the authority to review and understand archives of the "sub-sequence" level.

"That kid? Oh, his sensitivity is pretty good. Other than that, there's nothing special about him."

At the same time, Han Qingyu didn't know that his name was actually being asked by the Chinese Asian Army Discussion Group... After all, he was actually the first combatant to enter the sub-sequence so far. The other combatants were either first or second... and they were never included in the next sequence.

The person who answered this question is called Chen Buxu, but here, his code name is Goat.

"Why are you calling me here so urgently all of a sudden?" The old man had been here for a while and found that it was all chatting. He became a little impatient and raised his head to ask.

"That's right," said another old man sitting at the other end of the long table, wearing a shirt and tie. "The little girl from the language department of the scientific research institute has just submitted a report with her colleagues. They Think I've deciphered something..."

As the chairman of the Chinese-Asian Blue Council, he officially started today’s agenda.

Papers were cast on the walls of the room.

The first sentence: [I can't go to your place (location). 】

"This is the one who has received it in the control signal. When the big tip is on the shuttle -shaped aircraft, he speaks the most." The old man as the speaker explained.

"Isn't that nonsense?...Isn't this what the rejecters have been doing? Otherwise, Dajian would have gathered and landed long ago, escaped from the sniper attack, or fallen into the city." Chen Buxung paused and sighed. Said: "However, there is a certain saying."

"Yes, the more important thing... is that by determining the meaning of this sentence and then analyzing its structure, we have a path to decipher Dajian's pronunciation and language logic... and then judge more."

This sentence didn't seem to require much discussion, so the Speaker tilted his head to signal.

Switch on the wall.

The second sentence: [Will Miwang complete the revenge (harvest)? 】

"This is the most pronunciation that you have heard the most when you have witnessed the front -line self -destructing for decades." This time, the Speaker explained first.

"..." Chen Buxuan was silent, frowned and thought for a while, and then asked, "What is Miwang?"

"This, there are no more than half of the conclusions. But Yao Qiao ... Xin Yaoqiao ... That little girl", the Speaker changed three consecutive words, but did not say my granddaughter, "she made a guess, thinking that she thought that she thought that she thought that she thought, thinking that she thought that she thought that she thought Miwang probably means...the God of War."

Chen is not hungry: "... absurd."

The next moment, in fact, not too many people's conference rooms, still remembered the discussion that makes people feel noisy and irritable. After all, almost everyone's inertia speculation and first thinking about alien civilization are the leading science and technology aspects of technology. , the same is true for literature, the same is true for film and television, and the same is true for science...

Therefore, the appearance of the word God of War makes it difficult for people to accept it.

The Speaker waited quietly for a while, and when the discussion gradually subsided, he was about to speak.

"Is that a red shoulder?" Chen Buxian concealed his nervousness very well, but the anxiety in his eyes still betrayed him.

As the person who first retorted with "ridiculous" and the one who was closest to witnessing the frontline battle, after thinking about it, he actually accepted it earlier than others... That was probably a correct guess.

So far, the only witness to the most powerful big point that the Legion has ever encountered is the guy with a red line on his shoulder who "created" the "September 29th Monument Day". The coalition calls it: red shoulder.

Speaker suddenly became heavy because of his hungry eyes because of his question.

"It's just a little girl's conjecture." After a while, the speaker tried to sound more relaxed and said, "Here is something she and her colleagues speculated based on the records of the pronunciation of Dajian that you have witnessed over the years. ... you just take a look. "

The wall screen is changed again.

[Faormu: The junior warrior, the big tip of what we know, is most likely the slave class of that civilization;

Trust buckle: intermediate warrior; red shoulder?

Dai ulk: Senior soldier; red shoulder?

Putal: Super soldier;

Mi Wang: God of War. 】

The conference room remained silent, for a long time.

Until the Speaker said: "It's just guessing ... Tianshima's speculation." He repeated what he just said, and even added modification, trying to make it more credible.

However, Chen is hungry and said, "If this is right, assuming this is right ... then ..." His tone suddenly turned, and he must say: "Remove the question mark on the red shoulder behind the buckle, Change it to a period.”

Boom, the conference room was noisy.

Even if the vibration and breathing of the chair have constituted an inappropriate sound, because the person who says this sentence is the only head of the Witnesses Legion.

The next moment, they all turned their attention to Chen who was not hungry.

"Don't forget... Dajian has a grade mark." Chen Buxian reminded one thing that is always easily ignored because Dajian has not changed for a long time. It is not a secret in itself.

"We call that the Broken Star Chapter... which corresponds to our Star Chapter." Chen Buxuan continued: "The symbol of the ordinary big point is a broken star... the red shoulder is two broken stars... "

This is the basis for Chen Buxu to infer that "Red Shoulder" is "Tokuna", an intermediate warrior. Although it is simple and crude... it seems impossible to refute it.

"Doesn't that mean..." Someone stopped talking in mid-sentence and automatically shut up. He seemed to want to say, how could he resist? But such words are not allowed to appear here.

"Let me put it in my place," a "young man" in his forties, here he is a young man, stood up and said, "Does this inference mean that Dajian is not what we have always guessed, high-end technology? Civilization...but, individual force civilization?"

absurd. The first thought of the discussion group members of the scientific research department was almost the same, but no one thought of a rebuttal at the moment.

"Isn't it?" the young man asked further, and then answered himself, "Apart from source energy and dead iron, they don't show much that is much more advanced than us in other aspects, do they?"

"With just these two points, quantity and application, they have already achieved crushing success." Someone said on the spot.

Just this sentence, and still no one answered him.

Until, Chen Bu was hungry: "Then why did they come?"

"Why? How do I know... Maybe it's because the planet they are on is no longer suitable for survival, isn't it? So they are conducting an exploration and search based on light years through source energy..." The young man turned around and realized The person who asked him was the old chief. His tone suddenly weakened. After hesitating for a while, his eyes suddenly lit up. "Does it mean that there is actually dead iron and source energy in Azure?"

Bang, bang, bang...a strong heartbeat.

This is a question that all the scientific research institutes affiliated with Azure around the world have been postulating and pursuing for more than 80 years...

But where?

Xiongzhan has dug more than 10,000 meters of burrows. Where are they?

There is no sound.

"Well, there is no point in continuing the discussion. Let's vote directly." The speaker cleared his throat and said loudly, "Those who agree to submit this inference and the above two language deciphers to the Blue Alliance International Council, raise your hands."

After speaking, he slowly raised his hand.

This is not some kind of guidance. In fact, in the past ten years or so, the speaker's own suggestions have been rejected many times... This is Azure's rule.

Then, Chen Buxuan raised his hand with a stern expression.

The young man's arm, which had been impatient for a long time, finally released, and hit the table with a thud.

More and more people are raising their hands in agreement.

"21 to 9, with more than two-thirds of the votes in favor... I declare that the proposal is passed, and all the above contents will be submitted to the Blue Alliance International Council."

The speaker, who is also a member of the bureau of the International Council, made the final speech and ended the meeting.

After the meeting, in the corridor.

The old man named Qu Zhongshi stood at the door, watching from a distance for a long time the silent figure of Chen Buxuan leaving... That old farmer who had always been stubborn, with his straight back, seemed to finally have something for the first time today. Some are slightly bent... His shoulders are too heavy.

Why does the only witnessing legion have to do "I see, I destroy"?

Even in a large desolate wilderness, knowing that they would not be seen by ordinary people in a short period of time, they had to complete this... even if they risked their lives.

In this regard, the fear of Dajian's news leaking and causing panic is actually only secondary.

The most fundamental reason is...the true mission of these big points has actually been discovered long ago: if given enough time and space, they will...set up signal transmitters and send back accurate coordinates and other messages.

Therefore, they have been scattered for decades, and their seemingly stupid landing is actually not stupid, but... In the vast universe, they are essentially like worker ants scattered out...

Inference about that civilization: They still only have a general direction, but no precise positioning.

And any deviation at any point will cause a deviation of tens of millions or even billions of miles for space navigation.

…………

"Perhaps the real army of that civilization is conducting a large-scale migration, or journey, in the depths of space, measuring light years?"

A teacher in his fifties who definitely didn't know the top secrets said this to his new students in class with a smile.

Time, forty minutes before dinner.

"So, maybe it's up to your generation to take on the challenge, haha." After he finished speaking, he laughed, waved his hand and said: "Digression, digression... But it's not impossible, right? Of course, it may be possible when you are all old. That day, they haven’t come yet… After all, it’s the universe.”

The people sitting in the audience listening to his lecture at this time included Han Qingyu and all the recruits with a high school degree or above in the Ninth Army's combat training.

Yes, they have cultural classes, such as the one they are taking now. The course has a strange name: "Defying Physics."