Deep Space Knight

Looking at him, he swallowed his saliva, and tactfully swallowed the second half of "I don't want to kill someone" back into his stomach.

Even he finally understood: everyone's tolerance for him is close to the limit, and it's better not to insist on killing him now.

The empty submachine gun is still kept in everyone's own hands.Taking small groups as units, the crowd dispersed in a dense manner, sitting or lying down, watching the flowing time.Whispering voices gathered in one place, like the chirping of insects in the grass on a summer night.

Sheng Rui put the gun sideways beside his body, made a pillow out of several empty travel bags, and spread a layer of plastic sheet on the floor to make a simple bed that looked very comfortable.

He admires cats' attitude towards life: cats rarely show anxiety. No matter how harsh the environment is, they must try their best to make themselves as comfortable as possible and adjust their mood anytime and anywhere.

As long as you don't embarrass yourself, you won't fall into real trouble.

Rhode sat down opposite him with a gun in his hand, and looked around: "So you are a leader, I didn't realize it before."

"When everyone has no idea, the person who seems to have the most idea can take the lead." Sheng Rui was serious, "So, if you want to be a leader, you only need to do two things. First muddy the water, and then find A few people came to join us."

"..." Rhodes raised his face in awe very cooperatively, raised his buttocks and moved aside, and clasped his fists at Sheng Rui: "I admire you, I admire you. My brother must have been in the upper echelons of the company ——Hey, you used to be the kind of cool, domineering and sloppy CEO hero, right?"

"I really hope that I won't encounter such a thing in a CEO article." Sheng Rui looked up to the sky and sighed, "If I die here for no reason, wouldn't it be a disappointment for half of my life to be charming and charming? Hun?"

Rhodes snorted twice, and wanted to say a few more witty words, but in the end it was still difficult to force a happy face.

"I don't know what's going on up here..." Rhodes looked at the ceiling and muttered to himself, "Don't disappoint us too much."

Sheng Rui's eyes dimmed.

Expendables...

Qi Han is in the Death Squad.

And all he could do at this moment was to pray.

In a corner away from the crowd, Xue Yu and David sat side by side.After the turmoil just subsided, no one paid them too much attention, and let them retreat back into the forgotten shadow.

Xue Yu glanced at Sheng Rui's direction, leaned into David's ear and whispered, "What did he tell you just now?"

"He told me..." David paused, a strange light flashed in his eyes, "He said: 'If you want to die, you can do it anytime. Those who are usually high above you are now in the same situation as you. Why are you in such a hurry to die, don't you want to see how miserable they are?'”

The so-called weak and the so-called strong stand at exactly the same position at this moment, facing a common death.

Xue Yu listened blankly.

Yes, he knew from an early age that this was not a world where the weak could live well.

Perhaps there is only one way to create true equality...

The one and only way.

The noise around him suddenly made him irritated. He turned on the screen of the communicator and clicked into his diary.

Without internet, he can only browse his offline homepage.The portrait is a little bear holding a bouquet of roses in its arms.Against the black background, a white poem floats——

【A child with flowers in his arms goes to the New Year

For the conductor of the dark tattoo

listening to the shortest pause

...]

The crowded space suddenly trembled—some kind of force was shaking the earth continuously and strongly.

The people in the refuge looked up in horror, looking up, as if trying to penetrate the bunker above their heads and find the source of the sound.

"Boom... Bombing!" A candidate non-commissioned officer who had participated in the exercise looked miserable, "This is a ground bombing!" He hugged his hair and howled, "It's over, our defense troops are over, the underground bunkers can't be fixed Will be destroyed too! We will all die, we will all die!"

The bombing on the ground became more and more intensive.

Hearing the sound of breaking through the air above his head, Qi Han straightened his body, hid behind a broken wall, crossed his arms in front of his face, and turned his back to the explosion site.

The flash of the explosion will make him unable to see clearly for a few seconds. Under the current situation, it is undoubtedly fatal.

The arm facing the explosion | felt the scorching heat.When the sound subsided, the place where he once stood had turned into a crater several meters deep.

Through the firelight, the church in the center of the city showed a dark shadow, like a lighthouse without light.

Eyepiece display: Landmark distance 750 meters.

At his current speed, it would take about 50 seconds to rush across in a straight line, regardless of ground obstacles.

However, during this period of time, he will be completely exposed to the aerial firepower of the "Mianzhu".

There is a saying: There are no atheists in foxholes.The randomness of life and death is nowhere more clearly reflected than the battlefield.Until you are blown to pieces by a falling warhead, or cut in half by shrapnel flying in your face, you can only believe that you have god-like luck, and there is no other courage to rely on.

Qi Han raised his head and checked the situation in the sky by the light of the fire.

The last group of bombers ended their mission and began to return.The follow-up fleet has not yet arrived, only a few reconnaissance planes are still hovering at low altitude, using machine guns to shoot at suspicious objects on the ground.

It's now!

With a slight bow, Qi Han ran at full speed in the direction of two o'clock.

In the limit state, the perception seems to be extended infinitely inconceivably.

In the brain that was completely emptied due to nervous tension, there were other things slowly unfolding on another timeline-those long-ago things that he thought he had forgotten by himself.They pounced on, big and small, but they were all in the blink of an eye.

☆、Chapter 20

The dimly colored memories are like old photos, frame by frame extending wonderfully from the cracks of time.They were ghosts from the past, with empty eyes, watching him from a timeless place.

A pair of women's hands were organizing a luggage, putting many items that he couldn't name one by one, and carefully arranging them neatly.The hands were raised from time to time to cover the woman's drooping face, and there were overflowing water stains between the fingers, which meandered and dripped under the light.

He knew that it was his mother packing his bags.He could never see her face, which was either hidden by hands or in shadow.But he remembered her smell.Faint, the scent of daffodils, faintly present, dissipates as soon as it gets close.

The scene changed suddenly, and a pair of men's hands dragged him out of the door and into a dirty open space.

He tripped over something under his feet and fell to the ground, the mud in front of him was soaked with fresh blood.

Crimson land.

Aroma of daffodils.

All the pictures and senses are layered on top of each other in an instant, and disappear in an instant.

"Target distance: 15 meters."

Debris piled up ahead, thick smoke and flames.Qi Han knelt down on one knee, carried the bazooka on his shoulder, and adjusted the cross in the center of the scope.

Judging by the degree of damage to the bunker, it is not feasible to rely on the password to open the gate.

The steel plates of the underground bunker are not uniform in thickness, and one place is relatively thin so that it can be forcibly broken in from the outside if necessary.Those of them who have received special training all know that special position. As long as they pass through a specific angle and shoot multiple times with armor-piercing bullets, they can open an entrance without damaging the internal structure of the bunker.

The shooting position he was in was a bit far away, but he couldn't get any closer.

"boom!"

While feeling the huge recoil on his shoulders, the first armor-piercing warhead shot out with a trail.

Qi Han slightly adjusted the muzzle that was raised due to the vibration, and then fired the second bullet.

One more shot and the door can be opened.

Qi Han suddenly lowered his center of gravity and rolled sideways.

A flaming|burning|bullet detonated at his position just now, and the flammable liquid inside the bullet spread all over the ground facing the scorching wind, and was ignited by the tongue of flame, instantly tearing up a wall of fire that swept across the sky and covered the ground.A row of bullets pierced through the wall of fire and blasted into the ground.

The fleet of the second echelon appeared above the wall of fire and carried out the second round of carpet bombing with machine guns.

Looking at this momentum, Xia Changying was going to raze the central area of ​​Phoenix [-] to the ground.

No, not only was it razed to the ground, but all the underground facilities were also destroyed, completely paralyzing the opponent, and it was impossible to have a little bit of counterattack power.

Qi Han rolled on the spot and quickly moved to another shooting position, ready to fire another cannon.

Suddenly there was a sound of "chi", a grenade was shot from behind, and at a distance of more than 20 meters, it hit the marks left by the previous two bombardments with great precision.

There was a loud bang.If you don't wear protective earmuffs, the eardrum will be shattered by such a powerful sound wave.

Behind the gunpowder smoke, there appeared a dense hole with a diameter of about one meter.

Qi Han didn't turn his head to look at the source of the grenade - he didn't need to look to know who fired it.With a sudden effort from the bent legs, his figure was as swift as a flowing arrow, and he disappeared into the hole.

Behind him, a figure fell down without a sound, and the turbulent wind swept away the flying blond hair.

Xue Yuan lay on his back in his own blood.From this vantage point, the sky is surprisingly high, open and clear.

He tried to hold his stomach with his hands.It was too ugly to lie open like this, but he really didn't have the strength to turn over.

His luck was a little worse than Qi Han's. His ankle was hit by a stray bullet that hit the ground and bounced back. After a slight delay in his movements, his body was sliced ​​open by a fragment of shrapnel flying towards him.

However, at least it played a little role in the end, and it can be considered that this life was not in vain.

"How are you?" Qi Han asked in the earphone, his voice was bumpy, he was probably running fast.

"I'm dying." Xue Yuan coughed twice, and turned his head as hard as he could to prevent the blood in his mouth from pouring into the intake pipe. "When you come out, please kick me so I can turn over. Show your belly like this." , not my style."

There was silence in the earphones.

After a few seconds, Qi Han's voice came again: "The defense system is activated. Hold on, I will come out to rescue you right away."

"No need. You stay in a safe place." Xue Yuan coughed lightly, and laughed again, "Do you think you are Zhao Yun, you can still seven..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly thought that it seemed inappropriate to use such connotative words as "seven in and seven out" as his last words, so he stopped.

"Talk to me!" Qi Han over there raised his voice, "Don't stop, I'll be right there."

"Ah..." Xue Yuan opened his eyes wide to the sky, trying to make his increasingly dark field of vision clearer, "By the way, your little clone should be born soon. I originally said, Going to see him again..."

He himself couldn't explain why, but at this moment, what he regretted the most was actually this incident.He really wanted to see the clone born - such unpolluted eyes must be clearer than the clearest sky.

The vision became completely black.

The defense system of Phoenix [-] was activated.

The surface-to-air missiles were fully deployed, and the bomber group, which was still invincible just now, had no time to raise the altitude, and exploded into fireballs in the air.

The outer barrier of the space city unfolded, blocking more armored infantry who were still airborne in space.

The blockade of the underground airport and the spacecraft launch site was lifted, and the air and space combat units took off one by one to provide air support for the struggling ground defense forces.

In the blink of an eye, the situation of the battle seemed to be turning around.

In the underground shelter, the anxious crowd heard the news from the ground through the radio.

"Successful! We are saved!" The overjoyed crowd embraced each other, "Go home, we can go home soon!"

The little door leading to the escape tunnel buzzed open again.

The uproar stopped abruptly, and people were eagerly watching the officer who walked in—this time, he always came to announce the good news, right?

Seeing the crowd, the officer looked slightly stunned, and quickly returned to normal: "Please move some space, and the wounded will be sent over later."

"What? Why do you want to send someone down?" Immediately someone screamed, "Shouldn't you pick us up?"

"Our fleet hasn't arrived yet." The officer explained calmly, "We're only suppressing the attack of the birds, but we can't organize a large-scale evacuation for the time being."

"Damn, what are you doing?" The lighter yelled in a rough voice, "We can't organize a large-scale evacuation, but a small-scale one is fine too! Didn't the broadcast just now say that the spaceship launch site is ready to use, so send us off first." These civilians leave!"

His words were immediately seconded by a large number of people: "Yes! Send us away first!"

Everyone knew in their hearts that the situation on the battlefield was changing rapidly, and they might not be able to leave after a little delay.

Amidst the uproar, some people entered through the small door one after another.

These are the wounded who were pulled from the ground, the less injured were carried on stretchers, and the seriously injured were transported.The medical staff pushed the operating trolley and quickly surrounded a small isolation area with light blue sterile cloth.

The smell of blood immediately permeated the entire space, mixed with the scorched smell of burning protein.Several people standing in front saw the situation on the stretcher clearly, and couldn't help squatting against the wall and retching.The rest of the people also backed away again and again, as if being pushed and shoved by an invisible hand.

Sheng Rui visited among the unrecognizable wounded, but he couldn't tell them apart at all—these people could no longer be called human beings, they were just fragmented bodies.

"In the back, are there any wounded?" The female medical officer with the name tag "Anna" on her chest shouted hoarsely to the small door.

It was pitch black outside and there was no answer.

"Close the door and prepare for disinfection." Anna ordered briefly.

A moment before the small door closed, suddenly an agile figure flashed in at an incredible speed, like a black wolfhound, it was so light that it hardly made a sound when it landed.

This person was carrying another person on his back, covered in blood, and his face was covered by long blond hair.

☆、Chapter 21

The medical staff immediately ran forward, hurriedly picked up the carried man, and put him on the stretcher.

The blond hair was pulled away, and there was another low cry of different moods in the crowd.

"Little Rose!"

"How did this happen..."

"Oh my god! Will it be okay?!"

"Hehe, let him continue wandering~"

Xue Yuan's eyes were tightly closed, and he was unaware of the discussions around him.Under the broken clothes, the slit abdomen opened towards the crowd like a hideous mouth.

Qi Han pulled a piece of sterile cloth and covered Xue Yuan's body.

Xue Yuan has always loved saving face the most, if he knew that his image would be watched by others, he would commit suicide.

"Brother..." Xue Yu in the crowd let out a vague grunt, moved his toes, moved forward an inch, and quickly retracted.

For some reason, there was another part of him resisting, preventing him from going forward.

—Why don't you go there?He is your brother!

——What about brother, why do you care about him?Without him...

Xue Yu was terrified by the voice in his heart.

A nurse with a tired face opened the curtain, poked her head out and shouted: "Is there anyone who studies medicine or understands nursing, come and help!"

Immediately, several people responded, and hurriedly squeezed past Xue Yu, shoving him aside.

Xue Yu took advantage of the situation to hide himself in the crowd again.

- That's right.

The voice in my heart said again, with a gloating tone.

An officer held a small black device and scanned each person's name and identification number one by one.

When Xue Yu was scanned, the officer's face changed, and he looked back at Xue Yuan over there, hesitating to speak.

"What's the matter?" Xue Yu saw that there was something wrong with his expression.

"Actually..." The officer looked embarrassed, "I'm not sure if I should let you know about something now."

"Tell me." Xue Yu said dumbly, "Will the situation be worse than now?"

The officer nodded his head with a dull expression, and gently pressed Xue Yu's shoulder with one hand, as if afraid of him jumping up suddenly.

"It's like this. We just resumed communication with Phoenix One, and something happened there. Your father... had an accident."

"Did you mean..." Xue Yu's eyes widened in horror.

"No, it's not as serious as you think." The officer said hastily, "Although Phoenix One was also attacked, there were no casualties."

"Then...then what else can happen?" Xue Yu was puzzled.

When the birds struck, Phoenix No. [-] took defensive measures in time and did not cause too much damage.

However, this incident triggered an "earthquake" at the top.

The governor issued a proclamation, taking the blame and resigning.In the end, under the public vote, the governor temporarily retained his position, but the faction belonging to the governor suffered a major blow.

The first victim to bear the brunt was Father Xue, who had a close personal relationship with the governor.

Ye Baizang's faction accused that it was the negligence of his father, the technical director, that caused such a situation—Phoenix [-] was destroyed, Phoenix [-] was lost, and Phoenix [-] was in a hard fight.In this regard, the technical director cannot escape the blame, and must be severely punished to serve as an example.

Faced with the accusations all of a sudden, Father Xue couldn't bear the pressure for a while, and his spirit collapsed.

"I'm sorry to tell you this... Please cheer up. When your brother wakes up, go and inform him, so that he can be mentally prepared."

The officer walked away.

Xue Yu stood blankly for a while, then took two steps back, staggered and fell to the ground.

Sheng Rui and the others helped take care of the wounded. After a while, seeing that there was nothing else to do, he went back to look for Qi Han.

Qi Han sat alone in an unobtrusive corner, with a medical kit at his feet, and cut open the combat uniform on his body with a pair of blood-stained surgical scissors, skillfully treating the wound for himself.

"Do you want me to help you?" Sheng Rui squatted down beside him, checking his injuries.He also had multiple shrapnel wounds on his body, with bones visible deep, but fortunately, only muscle groups were incised, and arteries and internal organs were not injured.

Qi Han bit the bandage between his teeth and shook his head.His face was covered with coarse sand, and a trail of half-frozen blood crawled from his forehead to his cheek.

Sheng Rui took out a disinfectant wipe and carefully wiped off the blood stains for him.There was a thin wound on the forehead, and the skin at the damaged area was like wrinkled paper.

Sheng Rui can still handle such a small injury.Use a cotton swab dipped in iodine and apply gently.

When the cotton swab touched his skin, Qi Han's body froze slightly, as if he wanted to turn his head away.But this movement was stopped immediately.He no longer dodges, nor does he look up.

A few soldiers dragged the boxes and went to the crowd to reclaim the submachine guns that had been issued before.The two officers stood not far from Sheng Rui and watched, talking in a low voice.From the looks of it, it was not a pleasant thing they were talking about.

"By the way, this is for you." Qi Han took off the pistol that never left his body from his belt, and quietly stuffed it with a magazine to Sheng Rui, "Do you know how to use it?"

Sheng Rui held it in his hand and looked at it.Compared with the 21st century, the individual weapons of this era have not changed much.

"I've used the 9mm Beretta a few times on the range before, is that the same?"

"Almost." Qi Han pulled his hand and taught him, "This is the safety, remember to lock it when the gun is loaded. The magazine holds twelve rounds, load it from here, and load it like this. Push it away After safety, just pull the trigger and shoot."

Sheng Rui remembers one by one, close the safety, and hide the pistol on his body.

"Why did you give me this?" He lowered his voice, "Do you think the situation is bad?"

"Just in case." Qi Han said concisely.

Seeing that he didn't want to say any more, Sheng Rui didn't ask.However, the ears were like radar, capturing the whispers of the two officers not far away——

"...Compared with that over there, the order here is really better than expected."

"When I first came down, I was really taken aback. I thought I would see that scene again..."

Sheng Rui remained calm, took their fragmentary conversations into his ears, and pieced together the facts they said.

When the ground bombardment began, there was a commotion of varying degrees in the other shelters.

One of them is the most serious.It may have started with one or two terrified people thinking the shelter was about to collapse and panicked trying to open the door and rush into the escape tunnel.Someone fired a shot in the crowd, or maybe it went off.The crowd was even more panicked, mistakenly thinking that the enemy had already attacked, and finally turned into a big melee without a goal.The degree of tragedy is no less than that of fighting on the ground, but it is meaningless killing each other.

"It was all our fault," said one officer. "They should never have been given the guns in the first place."

"In that case, there is no way to do it..."

"Hey... those missing guns don't know where they went, and when the big retreat happens, it's better not to make any trouble..."

"The interior and exterior are not peaceful, what is this called..."

When the guns were recovered, the two officers broke off their worried conversation and took the box away on a trailer.

Sheng Rui's heart sank.

At any time, even in the face of a common crisis, people are never monolithic.

A half-warm hand reached out and pressed against the back of his hand.

Sheng Rui turned his head.Qi Han still lowered his eyelashes and didn't look at him, only the warmth from his hands was conveyed.

"Are you scared?" Qi Han asked while staring at the floor.

"It's okay." Sheng Rui turned his palm over and gently squeezed that hand, "But I'm worried about you."

Qi Han hesitated and withdrew his hand. "I heard what you did here just now. Good job."

"You're praising me, I understand." Sheng Rui narrowed his eyes, "I have something to tell you. If I can go back, I..."

The words stopped here.But Qi Han turned his head with a tacit understanding and met his gaze.

☆、Chapter 22

The eyes met for only a moment, and Qi Han lowered his eyelashes again.The emerald green pupils were covered again, like gems in a box, they silently blocked the light once they appeared.

For a brief moment, Sheng Rui saw a small thing through those eyes.

He thought, there must be a little thing that is easily frightened living in Qi Han's soul.It hid in this powerful body, looking out timidly and expectantly.Want to come out, but what are you afraid of?

For a moment, Sheng Rui felt that he was pinching its tail.But it was slippery, and after only one struggle, it was gone again.

How long will it take to catch this little thing in your hands?

"You look very tired." Sheng Rui suggested gently, "Would you like to sleep a little? I'll look at you."

Qi Han thought for a while, and lay down obediently.A blanket immediately covered him, carefully tucking it in all around.

Sheng Rui put his hand on the top of his head.This hand was different from his, as soft as the pad of a cat's foot.There are no thick calluses from years of holding guns, and no hard joints from years of fighting.

He felt the hand rubbing between his hair, flicking like a feather, but gradually controlling his heartbeat and breathing.

It's a touching feeling, and I've had it before.

When he was a military student, Xue Yuan once dragged him to the auditorium to watch a movie.

The screening that day was a holographic remake of "Titanic," an ancient movie from the time of Earth.

That was pretty much the first time he saw a story about love.Two people who don't know each other are drawn by a common journey, across the dark deck, and meet on a ship that is destined to sink.

At that moment, he felt a subtle wave of excitement.Something unspeakable and mysterious seized him, and for a moment he shuddered with joy.He didn't know how to describe it, he just found that feeling very moving.

On the way back to the dormitory, Xue Yuan said, "If I were on that ship, I would be a handsome and wealthy hero and save everyone in the end."

Qi Han thought silently: If I was on that ship, I would like to be a crew member and drive that ship to its destination properly.

The inadvertent thoughts became the picture of life that he unknowingly drew for himself.

Later, day after day, he walked through the motley crowd in his uniform.

There are hundreds and thousands of things he does, but they all have a common name: work.

Those who were helped by him said with gratitude, you are a selfless and good person.

But he knows it's not out of selflessness and greatness.I just want to make myself feel that I am not worthless in this way.

On the big ship of the world, he couldn't find his own personal place, so he took his job as his only role.There is no "person" in his eyes, only work items and work objects.In this way, he turned his life into a to-do list, marking each day with a "done".

But the man sitting next to him now was different.It is neither the object of his work, nor the only person he wants to repay in place of his grandfather.After the name "Sheng Rui", there is no space for him to fill in "done" and draw a small tick.

So, what does this person mean to him...?

Thinking about this question, Qi Han let his consciousness sink into the deep sea.

In the open space behind the crowd, Xue Yu dozed off with his back against the wall.

After an unknown amount of time, the curtain in the isolation area was lifted suddenly, Xue Yuan was lying on the operating bed, and was pushed out by a few light blue people.

"Get out of the way, be careful not to touch him!" The light blue man shouted, "His spleen is ruptured, he will bleed profusely if touched!"

Through the opened corner of the curtain, Xue Yu saw a basin of bright red blood on the ground.It was drained from Xue Yuan's abdominal cavity.

Xue Yu hesitated for a moment, then walked over to the doctor and asked the doctor, "Excuse me...does he still need blood transfusion? I am his younger brother with the same blood type."

The doctor glanced at him, "Not yet, the blood bank is still full. If necessary, we will notify you at any time. You pay attention to his condition."

Xue Yu nodded and sat on the edge of the bed.

Xue Yuan's face was covered with a ventilator mask, and his left arm was fixed to an instrument connected with different colored pipelines.His right hand was placed on the edge of the bed, hanging down feebly.

Xue Yu held that right hand, and with his fingertips instead of crayons, he drew round little foxes on Xue Yuan's palm.

Xue Yu likes to draw small animals.Even after growing up, he is still fascinated by those chubby cute things.How soft they are, unlike this world, which always has so many hard edges and corners.

Therefore, my brother often said that he was a child who could not grow up.

He painted most of the little foxes: one big and one small and two ovals, which are the big head and small body of the fox.Two big triangular ears, a fluffy tail and a pointed mouth.Finally, add two crescent-shaped eyes.

I don't know when it started, whenever he was in a bad mood, he would subconsciously draw this little fox by his hand.The original meaningless actions were repeated a lot, as if they had become a totem-like ritual—as if as long as they did this, everything would be fine.

Because, my brother will take care of everything.

The elder brother will bully him and protect him.

He is resistant to and dependent on his brother.

Xue Yuan is so good at fighting, in addition to his aggressive nature, it is also to protect his weak brother.

When he was a child, those brats who beat him nearby would definitely have bruised noses and swollen faces in the next day.

But Xue Yuan never admitted that he did this to vent his anger for his younger brother.He would always touch his troubled face and impatiently say: "You are always being bullied by others, and I will lose face too."

For a while, my elder brother was obsessed with his father's library, and repeatedly sneaked in through the window and picked the lock to steal books when his father was not at home.

One time, Xue Yu followed his elder brother's example and took a book. It was an old tome, the paper was yellowed, densely packed with double-column miniature prints, and the cover was missing. I don't know the name.The first few pages of chronology that looked like a history book made him lose interest and was about to give up when a paragraph of description caught his attention:

"This is a handsome young man, with blond hair against a white oval face, straight and handsome bridge of nose and lips like the works of art by a master sculptor in ancient times, a pair of ice-blue eyes that are sharp and spirited, blooming like a cold sword light."

He ran to present a treasure to Xue Yuan as if he had discovered a major secret: "Brother, this man named Reinhardt is very similar to you. Let's use this book when we play next time, you will be Reinhardt!" special."

Unexpectedly, my brother rolled his eyes: "No."

"But he seems to be very powerful!"

"What do you know! He only lived to be 25 years old before he died." Xue Yuan shook his dazzling blond hair, "I'm so beautiful, I can't die!"

Recalling his brother's expression at that time, Xue Yu couldn't help laughing.

The voice immediately attracted a few surprised glances—laughing while guarding the wounded, no matter how you look at it, it seems crazy.

Xue Yu hurriedly put away his smile, and continued to draw the soft little foxes on his brother's palm.

My heart softened little by little.

Yes, this person is his brother.The connection in the blood will never be broken.

We want to go home together, go home, and live a good life like when we were children.

Just like that year's birthday, my father brought out a big cake, and my mother brought red cabbage soup. Every face in the candlelight was very happy.

We are together and live well.

After a long night, when the space city was once again illuminated by the nuclear fusion sun, Phoenix's destroyer arrived.

But the situation that followed was not as optimistic as people had previously imagined.

The surface facilities of Phoenix [-] have been completely destroyed, the battleship cannot approach, and the rescue spacecraft cannot land.

Except for a small number of defensive troops sticking to the various fortresses, all the soldiers on the ground retreated to the underground fortifications, and began to organize a large-scale evacuation of the whole people. Sustained aerial firepower was withdrawn to warships in batches.

In the vast space, a Star Wars version of the Dunkirk retreat was staged.

☆、Chapter 23

While the battle on the ground and in the air fell into a stalemate, the underground transportation system became extremely busy.Every day, a large number of troops come in and out of the subway tunnel, carrying batches of containers, and refugees waiting in line.

In order to increase the carrying capacity, all the seats and railings in the subway cars have been removed to free up the maximum space.People crowded in the airtight carriages like livestock, and drove anxiously to the spaceship launch site.

The refugee camp where Sheng Rui was located was arranged in the second half of the evacuation plan.It won't be their turn until most of the technicians and spare supplies in the city have been withdrawn.

At first there was a lot of murmuring, and every day a few speculators tried to sneak in with the previous evacuation teams.Later, I gradually realized that it was useless to do so, so I had to give up my heart in dejection and wait patiently.

Fortunately, thanks to Sheng Rui's previous efforts, the order was generally maintained very well.The simpler the rules that can protect the interests of the majority, the easier it is for people to accept and abide by them spontaneously.

The only disturbing thing is the shrinking food pile - the supplies in the city are given priority to the combat troops, not all the refugees can be taken care of.

Qi Han hardly ate anything.He didn't directly participate in the battle anymore, but he was involved in an equally intense invisible battle - he had to lead a technical team to ensure the smooth flow of the entire tactical data link.Space warfare is not only a war with live ammunition, but also information warfare and electronic warfare.

Sheng Rui looked at him distressedly, not eating or sleeping, feeling a little helpless.He understood why Qi Han didn't eat: the influx of a large number of wounded had caused dissatisfaction among some refugees.

"The army obviously has military supplies, so why come to grab us!"

"Although it's because of the injury from the battle, it's theirs to protect us.