"Hello, hello? Can anyone hear me?" Mars, the only human voice, echoed lonely in the empty cab of the T-shaped large pointed mothership.
More than half a year ago, above the South Pole of Blue Star, Pegmont’s last phone call with Azure was the same sentence I remember.
At that time, the rejecter on the other side responded eagerly and firmly amidst the noise: "If you survive, we will definitely find you, we will definitely..."
Then, there is no more.
Pegmont said the same sentence every day for more than half a year, but there was no response from the other end of the intercom.
"I count 123, 1, 2, 3."
The time limit ended and there was no response from the intercom.
"Snapped!"
Pegmont interrupted the call simply and decisively, without any hesitation. Then, while putting down the communicator, remove the battery, separate the body and battery, and store and cover them carefully.
In this series of operations, Pegmont's movements were gentle and so skillful that it made people feel distressed.
He was afraid that the battery was dead.
Although the Azure Advanced Battlefield Communicator uses the highest-end battery in mankind, "What if I have to wait here for many years? Many, many years..."
Pegmount knew he had not entered the depths of the universe.
At that time, after Dajian and the remaining spacecraft escaped from the Blue Star, they landed collectively not long after their flight, and the planet they landed on had a change of day and night.
Even in terms of feeling, the day and night cycle here is very similar to that of Blue Star.
"So, it's not too far away. I should still be in the solar system."
It has been more than half a year. After such a long period of observation, analysis and scientific judgment, Pegmont currently believes that this ghost place should be Mars.
The main basis for his judgment is based on the name of the planet he has heard the most in the past, besides the moon, it is Mars.
In addition, there are nine or eight planets in the solar system, and Pegmont is not familiar with the other ones.
"There is no shame in it. As a real man and a human superhero, I, Pegmont, will not like and study astrology like those girls."
"Of course, I know that my Mercury may be retrograde recently, and it has been retrograde for more than half a year..."
"What exactly is Mercury retrograde? FUCK, what's the solution?"
"Okay, I'll talk about the constellations when I get back... Anyway, this shouldn't be the moon."
"Because it stands to reason that there should be a Miter flag on the moon. No one can try to deceive me about this. I saw that photo when I was a kid, and I still remember it...haha!"
Conversing alone, Pegmont finally succeeded in making himself laugh again.
About three months ago, one day, Pegmont suddenly woke up from his sleep and found that he had not spoken for several days (except for that sentence), let alone smiled.
So, in order to avoid any mental or physical problems caused by being too lonely, he began to ask himself to do this every day.
He chatted with himself, imitating dialogue from funny movies in the cockpit, and even added exaggerated expressions and funny actions...
"Fuck, my laughter seems to be getting higher and higher recently." Before today, Peg had failed to make himself laugh for several days in a row. "But today's joke is really a good one."
Without despair or depression, Pegmont stood up, walked to a bulkhead, and put his right eye against it.
There was a gap here that took him a long time to dig through. The gap is not big, but it allows Pegmont to hear possible sounds outside in a more timely manner and see the changes in light and darkness in the external space.
It's almost dark on Mars.
“It’s time to get out scouting and hunting.”
Pegmont put one ear against the gap in the bulkhead, keeping alert, and then quickly replaced the source energy block in the metal box of the device.
"It seems I have to be more economical." After counting the less than twenty concentrated source energy blocks left on his body, Pegmont felt a little depressed.
In fact, the most indispensable thing here is probably source energy. There is plenty of it in the big-pointed spaceship, but they are all metal blocks.
As for Pegmont, he had no refining equipment and did not know that Han Qingyu could actually directly absorb metal blocks and inject source energy.
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"Check weapons."
"no problem."
"Check the device..."
In the familiar pre-war preparations, the command sounded on distant Mars.
In fact, when he was at Blue Star, Pegmont was not a soldier who would honestly follow the equipment operation manual to prepare for war, but here, he is like a new recruit who has just put on armor, strictly carrying out all battle preparations every time. preparatory procedures.
Because here, he is the only one.
The number of people who landed on the planet's tip is likely to be in the tens of thousands, and the number of Red Shoulders among them is at least 200. There may also be some who have been hiding, ready to mess with him.
"These damn aliens."
"...Wait a minute, it seems like I am an alien here too."
The two groups of aliens on Mars (one group and one) knew each other's existence from the beginning. In the initial stage of the spacecraft's landing, the two sides had several large-scale fierce battles with the goal of completely annihilating each other.
In the end, the Dajian group discovered that in most cases, they would not be able to kill this strange human with pink hair.
He is very strong, and his single-target combat ability is the highest among Mars, and he is invincible. Once he realizes that he may be surrounded by all, he will run away.
He runs very fast and has great breakthrough power, which makes siege and attrition tactics impossible.
Similarly, Pegmont also realized his dilemma after those few battles:
First, his source energy reserves are not enough; second, although his individual combat power is invincible, due to the serious lack of defense power of humans, once the Red Shoulder Group gathers too large, his life will still be in danger if he is trapped; third, his life is in danger. , if the killing is done too quickly and Dajian’s body is completely rotten, he will probably starve to death here.
So, after the first few decisive battles, these two groups of aliens coexisted while fighting from time to time in this strange land.
"Test start."
In the last important step of pre-war preparations, the pre-departure device was started for testing. Pegmont left the bulkhead and stood in front of the bridge of this big pointed mothership for an unknown number of times.
The test start requires source energy to activate, which is wasteful, but it must be done, so Pegmont will do another thing at the same time every time: try to start this big pointed spacecraft.
If this thing could be driven away, Pegmount would have driven one back to Blue Star by himself.
Pegmont can open source spaceships, and almost everyone in Azure's high-level combatants can do it, but their levels vary. However, that is limited to energy spacecraft that have been modified by humans or built by themselves, and do not include big-pointed ones.
By the time Pegmont left Blue Star, no one in the human race could directly pilot a big-pointed spacecraft.
As for how to transform... "Sorry, I am only one of the top four human beings. I am not an energy scientist."
The bridge of the big-pointed spacecraft not only lacks a joystick, but also doesn't even have a button.
According to the Azure Scientific Research Department, they seem to rely on source energy fluctuations of a certain special frequency to connect to the spacecraft power system, and then start and drive it.
Human beings have never found this special fluctuation frequency.
"Buzz!" The source energy device started and the blue light flashed.
"Take off...forget it."
Not surprisingly, Peg failed once again.
Because he was the only one involved here, no one could tell Pegmont that this failure might actually be a blessing.
If he really launches the spacecraft, there is at least a 99.9% chance that he will go to the depths of the universe alone because he does not know the route back...
"Okay, let's go." With a little depression, Pegmont turned off the device and relied only on his body's own movement ability to leave the T-shaped mothership that no longer had a big point.
Arching his body, like an agile and silent cat, he entered the surface of Mars under the night.
