"There are so many, what kind of equipment are they?" Xin Yaoqiao took the initiative to find a conversation, and asked Zhe Qiuhong with as relaxed an expression as possible.
Zhe Qiuhong turned to look at her and said, "Well, there are quite a few. There are some medical instruments from ordinary human society, such as cardiac defibrillators, as well as almost all existing source energy medical equipment, including..."
In the end, Zhe Qiuhong couldn't say the words "Source Energy Brain Death Blocking Device" easily, even though she was not someone who paid too much attention to these words.
"It's so complete." Xin Yaoqiao suddenly sighed sincerely. From the tone of his voice, it seemed that this was an extremely powerful thing.
"Yes, I have brought almost everything I can. After all, we still don't know anything about its specific attack methods and death principles."
In fact, the reason why I brought so many instruments was because there was a high probability that they would be useless. After Zhe Qiuhong finished speaking, her expression froze slightly because she couldn't find the right expression for a while.
"Yes." Xin Yaoqiao nodded slowly, still looking awesome.
Zhe Qiuhong calmed down and said, "I will be guarding you inside later. Do you have anything to explain to me?"
"Yes." Xin Yaoqiao seemed to have thought about this a long time ago, and immediately said: "Don't interrupt me. Before I completely lose signs of life or actively request the end, no matter what the situation, you are not to do anything."
"...?" Zhe Qiuhong was stunned, because this meant that during the subsequent attempt, there was no such thing as rescue at all.
"I'm afraid that what I could have said would be interrupted." Seeing this, Xin Yaoqiao explained.
"...I understand." Zhe Qiuhong agreed.
About two seconds later, "Do you want to take a rest and prepare?" the two said to each other almost in unison.
"Okay." Xin Yaoqiao replied, "Then I'll go back to the room."
"Okay." Zhe Qiuhong nodded.
Xin Yaoqiao returned to her small room again and did not let herself fall into any emotions. She closed the door. She still had an hour to prepare herself. Then when she opened the door again and walked out, she I will face the completely unknown terror alone.
Assuming that the judgment is correct, it is indeed the voice from Miwang, related to the Mars battlefield or something else-human beings must learn something from it as soon as possible.
Xin Yaoqiao had a hunch that it was very important and might even be related to the fate of everything.
So she decided to do it. Her parents, grandpa, grandpa and others all agreed despite great sadness and fear.
In the next hour, Xin Yaoqiao only did one thing, brainwashing himself so that he would remember to speak no matter what.
She knows that she is likely to suddenly lose consciousness while listening to the recording, or fall into some unpredictable consciousness space and state, so she needs to work hard to establish a conditioned reflex so that she still knows how to speak in such a state. , naturally express what you have reasoned after hearing.
"So, get out of my head, Han Qingyu." Xin Yaoqiao didn't want to spend his life all at once, but because of confusion, he said something related to that guy.
…………
Mars, Han Qingyu is still in a coma in the medical bay of the Great Wall of Doom space carrier.
Previously, after every battle that broke out to the extreme, the inflammation in his body would consume huge amounts, resulting in a temporary decline in strength, or even directly falling into dormancy.
But now, he himself is Yan Xu, and Yan Xu is him. As his strength improves, all the battle expenses are borne by himself.
At present, he is still just an incomplete Yanxu. Compared with almost all the Yanxu successors in this world, he has half more bones of his own, but still lacks half.
His four weapons lay beside him.
He Tangtang, who also fell into a coma due to overeating, was also lying not far from him.
Wu Shi, Xi Mei and others stood guard.
In addition, Old General Jiang Longchi, Shen Fengting, Duosang Gyatso and others were guarding the open space outside the cabin.
"Oh, pity my eldest grandson." Old General Jiang Longchi was also injured, but not serious. While speaking, he stared at the hatch, and tears slowly filled the old man's eyes.
Regarding the fact that Jiang Longchi recognized Han Qingyu as his grandson, everyone usually regarded it as a joke, but at this moment, Shen Fengting couldn't help but feel a little sad when he saw this scene. After thinking about it, he tried to comfort him and said: "It's okay, you Grandson, he..."
"Where has he gone? Is it time to go to school?" General Jiang suddenly asked.
It seems that he forgot again, Shen Fengting: "..."
"Where is this? Why are there no hairs growing all over the mountains and plains? Is this a desert?"
"..."
"Who are you? Are you Avanti, and where is your camel?"
"..."
"No, where's your donkey?"
"..."
"Hey, brother, let me ask you something. Is the donkey one of the twelve zodiac animals?"
"..."
"Oh, I know." Jiang Longchi looked at Shen Fengting seriously and slowly said, "Are you mute?"
This situation seems to be getting more serious? ! Is it because of the battle just now? ! Shen Fengting thought helplessly, but still did not speak.
"Forget it, I'll ask him." Upon seeing this, Jiang Longchi stopped embarrassing Shen Fengting and instead turned to the side. Master Duosang Gyatso was squatting depressed because he had not been able to participate in any battles. "Hello, brother, how are you?" Do you know that my grandson...Donkey, are you a donkey? Afanti, your donkey has been found."
As he spoke, he turned to Shen Fengting and quickly turned back.
"No, you should be called Bald Donkey... Amitabha, I remember that I am also a monk. So are you my son? No, are you my disciple?"
"..."
If Wen Jifei hadn't assigned the task in the name of the deputy commander of the expedition fleet and asked them to keep an eye on Jiang Longchi in case the old man was left alone on Mars when the fleet evacuated, Shen Fengting and Dosang Gyatso would not have thought about it for a second. Keep staying here.
If it weren't for the fact that I couldn't beat him...
The expeditionary force had begun preparing to evacuate. Although no follow-up action instructions had been received, Wen Jifei and General Yergena quickly reached an agreement.
In the current situation where a lone army is hanging out, the general is seriously injured, and there is no ability to completely wipe out the scattered large groups of Mars, no matter what, it will never go wrong to make all preparations for the evacuation of the entire army in advance.
At this time, the veteran team that had previously dispersed was returning to assemble.
All spacecraft formations are being reorganized, inspected, and ready to return.
On the other side, on the command ship of General Yergena, Pegmont had woken up. He had not been unconscious for a long time, and his specific injuries were not very obvious. However, he was still incapable of action after waking up.
The person was lying upright on the warehouse floor, swallowing handfuls of various earthly foods that were handed to him from the side, chewing and devouring as if he couldn't fill them up, and occasionally taking a few sips of drinks or something.
These were the first words he asked for when he woke up just now.
Pegmont wanted to eat. It didn't matter whether he was hungry or not. What was important was that he hadn't eaten anything except Dajian for too long.
"Hey, you?" He turned his head inadvertently while eating, and Pegmont discovered that the man sitting next to him and stuffing him with food was his former battlefield partner, sniper Marklov.
"Why are you here too?" Pegmont asked in confusion.
Marklov: "Why can't I come?"
"I mean, your strength is so bad. According to them, except for some top-level and super combat powers, aren't the people on this expedition all veterans who have retired?"
"Yes, I am one of the veterans who retired and came back." Marklov said lightly.
Pegmount was stunned, "You retired?!"
"After the First World War in Antarctica, you took the big-pointed spacecraft to Mars, and I retired and went to the logistics base." As Marklov spoke, he lowered his head and gestured to his left shoulder. The sleeves down there were empty.
As a sniper, he lost an arm in the chaos of the Antarctic battlefield.
In this way, in the subsequent replacement of old and new members of the Blue Army, they will naturally have no choice but to retreat.
"Anyway, this is the situation. What is enviable is that I have lived a relaxed life and got married."
Marklov smiled and roughly explained some of the circumstances surrounding his injury and retirement, but he did not mention a word about the specific process of his return.
That was probably a bit difficult, but because Pegmont was here, still alive, and there was finally news about him, he had to come.
Of course, Pegmont didn't need to ask about this. No matter how nervous he was, he could easily figure it out.
Probably everyone in this world now knows his name, Pegmont, and knows that he is the only peak powerhouse of the new generation who can rival Major Qing, and is the other of the two great hopes of mankind. However, compared to Major Qing, Second Lieutenant Wen Jifei, whose reputation is not even inferior to him, and Marklov, the battlefield wingman of Pegmont, are too ordinary, so ordinary that not many people know his existence or his name.
But so what?
Captain Markloff is still Pegmont's most important comrade-in-arms and his life-and-death partner on the battlefield, at least Markloff himself firmly believes so.
"FUCK, you're actually married! Someone is willing to marry you!" Pegmont laughed loudly.
…………
An hour passed quickly.
During this time, humans on Earth are still immersed in joy and are excited and celebrating crazily for the expeditionary force's great victory on Mars.
At the Miracle Space Station, Xin Yaoqiao was wearing a full set of source energy devices, maintaining a numb and stable state, took the initiative to open the door, and walked out of his small room.
A total of three familiar assistant researchers were waiting outside the door.
"Look at my mouth, my hands, my eyelids, and write down every word and syllable I say according to the agreed logic. Other than that, don't do anything else."
His speech was steady and numb, and his steps were also steady and numb. After Xin Yaoqiao finished speaking, without looking at them or anyone else, he calmly walked into the workroom where everything was ready.
This is the largest studio in the entire space station.
At this time, Zhe Qiuhong and two medical staff were already waiting inside. In addition to them, there was also a blue super combat power and two top combat power fully armed guarding the surroundings.
Xin Yaoqiao didn't speak to any of them, or even look at them.
She kept her pace, walked to the console, and sat down on the chair.
Put on your headphones.
Then start the source energy device, use your top combat power to let the source energy fluctuations rise as much as possible, and then maintain it at its peak state.
Close your eyes, without pausing or preparing to breathe, just say:
"start up."
despair. The assistant researcher pressed the play button.
The workroom fell into silence.
Three seconds, five seconds... there was no movement at all, not even breathing. No one knew whether Xin Yaoqiao was still alive.
The seventh second,
"Yanxu...gu." She spoke softly.
Then there was dead silence again.
Fifteen seconds,
"moon."
Her entire body began to exude the aura of powerlessness and collapse.
Twenty-one seconds.
With the length of that recording, this must be the second time.
At this time, Xin Yaoqiao moved again, but this time she didn't speak. She probably couldn't. She slowly pointed at herself, then slowly bounced back and pointed at the observation window of the space station aside.
(End of chapter)
