Manual of Space-Time Interference

The starry sky is still the same starry sky, but everything around it has been completely different. Even the dialects who have just arrived can feel the chill and stagnation that permeates the air.

"Don't move!"

"Raise your hands!"

"Get down!"

It was the same set of three companies with a slightly more polite quality. The dialect glanced around a little, then slowly exhaled, and the hand that was about to reach for the rifle also stopped.

"Headquarters, found an unknown person, and is investigating the identity..."

"Open the mask!"

The world in front of him began to become clear, and the dialect took a few breaths of fresh air, and then looked at the person standing at the front.

"I'm a friendly army, I belong to Xinghuo Base, number XXXXXX, I can verify." Dialect said, and raised his hands at the same time, indicating that he did not have any malicious intentions.

"There is no problem with the identity information!" The adjutant next to him said to the captain, then clicked the light screen and said again, "The information has been sent to the superior."

"What's the result?" the captain asked, waving his hand at the same time, and several people who were still vigilant next to him also put down their pistols and sat back to their original positions.

"Free to handle!"

"I don't have the time or mind to take care of you, stay quiet, don't talk or ask more." The captain pointed to the dialect and said, and then quickly walked back to the main control area at the forefront.

"Is there any result of the investigation, and is there a specific location given on it?"

"The laser cannon is fully charged, and the main cannon of the energy cannon is charged by 60%. It has been aimed at the designated area, and no target has been found."

"Wait for battle orders!"

"Intelligent, can you connect to the communication?" Dialect asked softly, and at the same time quickly walked to the side, although he didn't know the current external situation, but according to the atmosphere inside the bridge, it was not optimistic.

"Unable to connect, the communication in the area has been restricted!" Smart replied, dialect sighed, looking at everything that seemed awe-inspiring around him, and then walked over to the calm-faced captain again.

"I need to talk to my superiors, and besides, I need to understand the current situation." Dialect said straight to the point, but unexpectedly, a pistol hit his head at the same time.

"Adjutant, take off his power armor and lock him in the cabin. If there is any abnormal behavior or resistance, he will be killed!" The captain said quickly, with his adjutant's pistol on the dialect's forehead, He also took back his pistol, and then continued to focus on the light screen panel.

"Walk!"

Not much to say, no mercy, Fang Yan can only helplessly raise his hand again, and then cross the alloy gates one after another, and finally was locked in a bedroom after removing the power armor. .

"Brother, can you tell me what's going on now?" Dialect asked the adjutant who looked at Pig Nibi and turned away.

The adjutant's footsteps paused for a while, and he said without turning his head, "It's life or death, there may be some bumps later, so be prepared!"

The voice disappeared again with the closing of the alloy door in front of him, but the dialect was stunned when he heard it, and then slowly exhaled, he almost understood the location and time he had traveled to, just like before. As I said, I traveled to the time when the Spark Plan was successful.

But it also means one thing, the second wave of large-scale alien attacks has arrived, and now he seems to have reached the front line, this piece of starry sky that will compose lamentations and epics.

He raised his hand and looked at the watch, and the words 'Unable to connect to communication' were still displayed above. Just as the original intelligence stated, the communication in this area has been blocked.

He didn't know what to say, but he didn't want to just die in a daze, even if he couldn't do anything, even if he was doomed to die, he hoped that he would not die in this dormitory in the end, but in the front of the charge. on the road...

But now, he can only sit down against the wall, and slowly endure this period of time, which may be worse than death.

...

Earth, Yanjing, *** a temporary combat conference room, Ma Donghai, who was over 60 years old, was already full of white hair at this time, and the people around him changed one after another, and in the end, only He Jiahao, the old man, was left. partner.

"Old He, you said..." Ma Donghai paused, but he couldn't say the next word.

"Look, we've done what we can, and wait for the news. This battle is too fast and too urgent, but fortunately, we have at least sent out the fire..." He Jiahao said, the traces of the years are especially on him. obvious.

"Huh..." Ma Donghai exhaled, then turned to look at the gun on the table next to him and the power armor next to him, and slowly looked back.

"I haven't found the other party yet?" Ma Donghai asked. This is the third time he has asked this question. He hopes to detect the traces of the alien fleet, but he also hopes that he will never see the alien battleship in his life. traces.

No one answered him, and no one gave an answer. The entire conference room was quiet, or rather deadly.

"despair……"

The wooden door was gently pushed open, and a person walked to Ma Donghai's side, and then said softly, "Chairman, we have found traces of dialects."

"He really knows the time." Ma Donghai said, then shook his head with a smile, and asked again, "Where is he now?"

"Saturn's orbital front, above the 073 battleship of the Second Fleet."

"I'm also very good at picking locations." Ma Donghai smiled, and at the same time looked at He Jiahao next to him. This old partner for many years also brought a slight smile at this moment, although reluctantly.

"How to deal with it?" The man asked again~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and let him be there..."

"Let him come back!" said He Jiahao next to him, then glanced at Ma Donghai and explained, "If you can leave one more, Li Jie, Luo Qiao and the others are still there, so it's impossible not to let people go. Use it."

"Then let him come back!" Ma Donghai said with a sigh, then looked at the intelligence officer and arranged, "You can arrange the specific matters yourself, hurry up and let the 073 ship come back directly!"

"Yes!"

The intelligence officer replied, then turned and walked towards the door, Ma Donghai looked at it, then looked at He Jiahao who was on the side again and asked, "Old He, how far do you think those children can go, and whether they can reach their destination? ?"

"We can only look at them. We give what we can teach them and what we can leave to them." He Jiahao replied, then sat next to Ma Donghai,

"They're good kids, they know what they should do, and what they need to pursue is something called hope..."