Whistle Xiangzhi is Born Wrong [Interstellar]

At the beginning of Nova Era 535, the second quadrant, the battlefield of the Beltar galaxy, the Imperial Corps, which had always had the upper hand on this battlefield, finally suffered a powerful counterattack.

The front-line alliance army has added new forces, and a group of soldiers who have received radiation enhancement have stepped onto the battlefield, ushering in the dawn of the one-sided battle for the spirit net.

"What about the front wing frigate and scout ship? You can't snatch the spirit net of the starship, and you can't even take down a small mecha?!" The commander of the center wing command ship trembled with anger, staring at the flexible screen on the light screen. The heavy mecha that roamed around the front wing fleet and endured the intensive artillery fire without any injuries almost crushed the shoulder of a lieutenant in front of him.

From the time when the alliance reinforcements joined the battle to the time when the Belta galaxy local corps retreated to the second line, the interval was only two alliance standards. The heavy mecha broke through the line of defense, what a shame!

"Major, major general! That mecha seems to be coming towards us!" The lieutenant in front of the console was sweating profusely, and several frigates on the front line turned their guns and chased the mecha to bombard it, but they were stunned. He didn't even touch his butt, so he had to turn around and chase after him with dozens of mechas, but the white ghostly mechas were in good shape, like a leading locomotive, pulling a long string of mechas not far behind, In the hail of bullets, they rushed towards the command ship.

"There's nothing to be afraid of. The defense level of our command ship is high enough, and he just drives a mecha!" The commander's face was gloomy, probably because the white mecha was too majestic, and the aura of contempt for everything angered him. He, the lieutenant in front of him, was pushed away by him, the authority was handed over, and the particle energy port arranged at the front of the starship was opened. The commander personally aimed at the white dot that was approaching rapidly, and pressed the launch button.

The beam of particle energy, which was enough to destroy a small frigate, was shot out violently, piercing the gap between the front wing and the middle wing, and hitting the mech head-on.

The white dot was instantly engulfed, and the commander gave it an explosion sound effect from the bottom of his heart. He moved his finger away from the button, and his tense face loosened a little. He casually ordered: "Adjust the array, send more mentally strong..."

Suddenly, a string of beads of light flashed in the corner of his eyes. The commander paused, and turned his head suddenly to look, only to see the dozens of mechs following from the front wing suddenly exploded one by one. The ammunition depot fell off and merged into the beam of particle energy, the dazzling white light exploded, turning into countless strands like blind flies, speeding up to change lanes and fly towards the front wing fleet.

Blossoming white flowers bloomed at the tail of the fleet. The frigate and reconnaissance ship were caught off guard and smashed to pieces. Countless emergency reports poured into the command ship, and the sirens blared.

The commander's teeth were about to be gritted. He stared and ordered his subordinates to report the situation, but in the blink of an eye, he saw a white dot flying across the light curtain. The white mech that he thought had disappeared in the beam of particle energy appeared again like a ghost. Come out, completely unaffected by the spiritual net of the empire, walk through the fish and shrimp that slipped through the net, and beat the entire mecha team on the front wing into fireworks.

The casualties exceeded expectations, and the commander's face was trembling, and his face turned pale for a few seconds before ordering the team to retreat temporarily in a hoarse voice.

The white mech retreated safely from the depths of the battle, and returned to its own front wing fleet with a streamer like ice crystals. However, it seemed that it had no intention of stopping. After leaving a message for the command ship, it flew out all the way and merged into the stars. among.

The communicator on the alliance command ship was dumbfounded, and hesitated: "This... isn't the major returning to the team?"

Former Admiral Douglas, who was resigned from the position of general, but resolutely ran to the front line to support him, had a complicated expression on his face, and waved his hand after a few seconds: "Leave him alone."

The white mecha flew at full speed, and soon came to a ruin near the edge of the galaxy. It found its way, landed on a planet with a big hole, and finally stopped beside a research base.

The person in charge of the base recognized it, so the mecha stopped at the transceiver station. Half a minute later, the hatch opened, and a tall man came out of the cabin. There was a trace of eagerness in his gray eyes that did not match his appearance.

Oswald quickly walked through the protective belt and entered the protected area. There was a barren landscape in front of him, except for a faint circle of dark light floating on the ground in the center, like a lamp guiding him.

He walked all the way, his pace was a little anxious, and finally he almost trotted to the disappearing circle of light.

"What's going on?" Oswald stretched out his hand, and his fingertips completely penetrated the layer of light.

The man who had been standing next to the dark light to record the data glanced at him, and said regretfully: "This thing has shrunk to the end, and it is impossible to recover." As soon as he finished speaking, he found that Oswald's movements stopped, and his whole body seemed to fall ice cave.

It seems to be his partner, the man thought to himself, although he is immersed in research all day long, he has also heard about the major and his partner. It is said that the two fell into the space-time hole at the same time, but in the end the other One person is missing, and only this major came out of another time-space hole.

The first thing Oswald did after he woke up from the space-time hole was to rush to this place. Unfortunately, the sky did not go as planned. The space-time hole shrank rapidly during his coma. It had shrunk to the size of only one person a few weeks ago. , At that time, he tried to go in, but found that he passed through the white light directly and stayed in place.

He was never able to enter the space-time hole again, but Oswald did not give up. As long as there was no military affairs, he came to this place stubbornly. He could feel Caesar and was sure that the other party was still alive, but he tried again and again. Disappointed again and again.

"Maybe there's a fourth...the fifth exit of the space-time hole, don't be discouraged." The man couldn't help but said, but he actually felt hopeless in his heart. The first two exits have disappeared completely, and the third exit has also disappeared. In the past few days, the alliance and the empire have fought countless battles in the past few weeks, and all four quadrants have been reduced to battlefields. Both sides are fighting and looking for new radiation energy, but there is no news at all.

Oswald didn't seem to hear him, and he still insisted on standing in front of the dark light. The man couldn't help shaking his head, and after thinking about it, he quietly retreated out.

The gleam at the exit of the third space-time hole did not last until the middle of the year. It disappeared completely after a month, and no new time-space hole appeared until a few years later.

In the 537th year of the Nova Era, the alliance united as one, under the leadership of Professor Dawkins, developed a highly safe radiation enhancement method. This method only needs to consume a very small amount of radiation energy to obtain satisfactory results. Unfortunately, the effect has a limited time limit. Sex, which cannot be maintained for a long time, can be regarded as balancing its amazing power.

With the blessing of new radiation enhancements, the war situation in various places has gradually turned around. Because the empire has lost its supreme leader, it has gradually fallen into a passive and beaten situation.

Professor Dawkins not only researched strengthening, but also achieved great research results in the control and recovery of mental outbursts. A batch of inhibitory drugs were put into use, which effectively curbed the phenomenon of mental outbursts in various galaxies. Those innocent people were taken away by the empire back then. People doing radiation experiments have gradually returned to their original nature.

In Nova Era 541, the Calais galaxy, the last position of the empire, surrendered. At this point, the third quadrant was merged back into the alliance territory, and the seven-year war ended.

At the end of Nova Era 541, a lot of waste was waiting to be done. A person quietly left the capital galaxy and embarked on an unknown journey in a spaceship with a rather flamboyant appearance.

This spaceship has no definite destination, and travels between several quadrants. Because of its unique shape, it has gradually become an interstellar legend.

Lieutenant General Lev, who has been promoted to a rank, no, it should be Admiral Lev who just got out of the fight and ran into former General Douglas who came to the military to deal with the welfare of retired employees. He habitually called He changed the old name of the old boss, and when he heard that the other party's benefit amount was wrong, he immediately scolded him for the other party in righteous indignation.

However, after speaking, the momentum fell back. General Lev's face was slightly condensed, he hesitated for a few seconds, and couldn't help but said: "...Admiral, do you have any news about your grandson recently?"

The old man's face was calm, but the slight sigh when he spoke gave away his mood to some extent: "It seems to have gone to the Gemini galaxy, I don't know."

Admiral Lev: "Does he still feel...alive?"

The old man smiled: "He said he could feel, you know, things like spiritual binding are always a bit mysterious."

Admiral Lev kept his mouth shut. In the early years of research on the constituent materials of the space-time hole, some scientists came to a conclusion. These people believed that the space-time hole may not only connect their time and space, it may connect a world at higher latitudes.

No one knows what the high-dimensional world looks like. Is there a concept of time passing over there?Is the time flow consistent?Is the direction of time the same?No one has any conclusions about these. If Caesar really falls into the high-dimensional world, whether he can come back is a question, and whether he can return to their time is also a question.

To be alive should indeed be to be alive, the perception from the soul of sentinels and guides will not deceive people, but the cruel thing is that you know he is still alive, but you still have no way to find him.

The old man sighed slightly, and he pointed to his heart: "My wife passed away as early as the Hundred Years War. At that time, I felt that there was a hole here. The feeling that you know that you will never be able to perceive each other again is too much. It's uncomfortable, but now I don't know which one is more uncomfortable for him."

Meteors flickered across the starry sky. Oswald, who was on the edge of the Gemini galaxy, didn't know that he was being mentioned by others. Since the space-time hole disappeared, he lost his exact perception position, so after leaving the capital star, he went to Everywhere, sometimes he stays for a few more days when his feeling becomes clearer when he arrives at a place, and he goes on the road again when his feeling fades away. with.

One day, he passed through a wandering planetary belt, and accidentally detected an abandoned space station. He hadn't planned to stay there, but when he saw the space station, he suddenly remembered that he had been to this place before.

At that time, he and Caesar had just married, and they were accidentally involved in a kidnapping case while tracking the theft of the spirit capsule. Caesar was forcibly injected with an accelerator by the leader of the star thief to stimulate binding heat, and finally fell into the core area of ​​the space station.After the incident came to an end, the military department sent people to the space station to inspect it, but in the end, nothing was found. Afterwards, the space station continued to drift randomly in the wandering planetary belt.

Oswald was a little dazed thinking about the past, and after contemplating for a while, he adjusted the course of the spacecraft and flew to the space station.

He landed directly in the collapsed core area, wandered around after getting out of the spaceship, pieced together the location at that time from his memory, looked over bit by bit, and unknowingly made a half-circle.

At that time the mecha stopped here...he and Caesar were inside the mecha...the griffin and the white tiger were flying around...

Oswald was the only one in the core area, and his footsteps fell regularly with his heartbeat, bringing up various memories step by step, which made his mind a little shaken.

Suddenly, he stopped in doubt, and after holding his breath, he found a faint sound echoing around him.

The voice was very soft, as if it was separated by an extremely thick and heavy thing. If it weren't for Oswald's powerful five senses, he would easily ignore it.

He raised his eyebrows vigilantly, and calmly discerned the direction of the sound all the way past, and finally found that he stopped in front of the spherical core in the center.

The sound came from inside. Oswald frowned, suspecting that the inner core had been abandoned for too long, and there might be a possibility of self-explosion. He hesitated and wanted to back away, but an invisible thread in the void suddenly tightened. grabbed his heart.

Time and air froze at this moment, and a second later, Oswald rushed to the core with slightly chaotic footsteps as if he had been hit hard.

The sensory field spread out around him, and he never felt that the use of the five senses would be such a strange thing. All the senses were used in a random way, and all the information around them were frantically captured by those who came.

It wasn't until a weak breath came back mixed with the jumble of information that he suddenly stopped.

The eyes were sore and swollen, and the heart was beating wildly.

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Ready to dig a hole with bare hands to save his wife (no