Road to Glory [Interstellar]

The artificial sub-star project is proceeding in an orderly manner.Unlike the enemy country Ryan Principality, the third planet did not build this sub-star for defense and counterattack on the edge of the public space, but placed it in the outermost satellite orbit of the planet.

"As a country that is not good at developing long-range interstellar weapons, I don't think it is a good choice to put sub-stars in a position that cannot be controlled." Christine straightforwardly pointed out the problem that no one is willing to face directly, which made the military authorities All silenced.And she also proposed the most secure plan under limited conditions, "Since we can't be evenly matched with the Principality of Ryan, then please at least put our sub-star in the third planet's own gravitational field. In our own Within the range of the satellite orbit, the giant spaceship carrying the weapon and the energy supply rocket can fly at full speed, so that the construction speed can also be guaranteed. Of course, I am just a newcomer in front of you. If there is a better plan, I am Willing to hand over decision-making power."

No one objected, and the matter was settled.In these days, powered rockets filled with fuel are launched into space every day, and the attack system and spaceship parking lot on the substar are gradually taking shape.During the construction process, the people in the military department have been detecting the satellite construction of the Principality of Ryan. At the same time, somewhat unexpectedly, they found that the enemy country has been monitoring their side since the first day.

None of this is Royce's concern.He has been busy with the physical training necessary for a mech master.Although he himself has the consciousness of fighting in his previous life, in the eyes of outsiders, he is still a layman and must step up training.

When Irene came to see Royce, he was doing climbing training in the weightless field, jumping up and down obstacles.

"You are adapting well. It seems that the induction fluid has no effect on you." Irene said in a tone of praise.

"There will definitely be an impact. Ten milliliters of induction fluid will reduce the body function of the person being injected. For example, the efficiency of the blood supply system will be reduced by 20.00%. But as far as I can see, I can still adapt." Royster said. Get off your must-have jacket for training and start dealing with the chafing on your wrists.

Although mech masters are the most respected group of people in the third planetary army, they not only have to undergo rigorous training, but also need to sign extremely harsh and unfair treaties when confirming their membership.One of them is about the induction fluid.

The induction fluid injected by the mecha masters is a liquid filled with high-density microorganisms. After entering the human body, they will quickly cover the limbs along the blood vessels and stay there, waiting to be connected with the bionic mecha system in the future. ; This painful process can last up to a week and carries the risk of bursting blood vessels and even brain death.The treaty stipulates that if the warlords lose consciousness permanently during the experiment, they need to donate their limbs to the research department.

Irene struggled for a long time before signing the treaty; she liked flying and didn't mind dying for her country, but being dragged to the military for dismemberment research would be too ugly to die.For Royce, however, she never worried. "Come on. As far as I can see, your mobility hasn't declined at all."

"The speed has dropped by at least two percentage points." Royce shook his head, "What do you want me to do?"

"Our chief, Mr. Pamir, plans to send people to investigate the vicinity of the new satellite of the Principality of Ryan."

"Stupid." Royce commented in a low voice, raising his hand and rubbing his forehead, "The last time you went to investigate, what happened after that? The wreckage of your bionic mech has not been recovered yet, and some people plan to Make the same mistake again."

"That's because I met Gustave Mello, brat! From this point of view, we now have you who can rival the other party, so we shouldn't need to worry anymore!" Irene said angrily Say, "And, this time is special!"

"What special law?" Royce asked vaguely, somewhat perfunctorily.

"Look for yourself." Irene turned slightly to the side, and after confirming that there was no one else around, she unfolded the paper and handed it to Royce.

Royce found that it was a copy of the previous day's detection report, and he couldn't help but blame Irene for copying this beyond his authority.But when he discovered the abnormality of a certain indicator, he was attracted by that line: "Is there a humanoid life form carrying an active virus within the range of the Ryan Principality's strategic counterattack satellite?"

"Well. I don't quite understand these things, but I heard that this doesn't seem like something they should have."

"This is something they cannot have." Royce said firmly, "This vicious virus with the potential to multiply rapidly is unique to the third planet. More importantly, we have previously tested it with prisoners of war from other countries. All the test subjects died. That is to say, only people from the third planet can carry this virus safely—using our own flesh and blood. Only pure-bred people from the third planet can live with this vicious virus in their internal cells.”

"Then, is the other party a traitor? However, almost no one in the army has injected this kind of 'weapon.'" Irene said softly with a chill running down her spine.

Royce was silent.He knew that the fact that he was able to use the technology of the Principality of Ryan was equally difficult to explain to outsiders, but he had fully studied in the chaotic time and space-at least it was a reasonable explanation.The humanoid life form that appeared in the Principality of Ryan is unexplainable; unless the bloodline changes, it is difficult for foreign blood to withstand this virus. "Have you decided who to go to investigate?"

Erin named two of Royce's former colleagues in the research department. "Besides, Mr. Pamir is also thinking about you. After all, you have done something in the former department. By the way, for safety reasons, he plans to use a miniature spaceship with an invisibility coating."

"Good idea." Royce nodded, "I'll go see him right away."

In fact, Royce was not in favor of personally sending someone to investigate.He usually doesn't do too risky things.In most cases, he will carefully analyze the whole thing, including the probability of success or failure and the "cost" of failure.If after quantization, the actual income is negative, then he will never consider it.

"There's no problem in this world that can't be solved by mathematics. If there is, add biochemistry. But seriously, isn't this an extension and variation of mathematics?"

Royce had said this to Erin once.He still remembers the unrequited expression on the other party's face.

Now things are a little different.Some people wanted to put themselves in danger, and the strange thing is that some people in the army of the third planet also became pushers.

I had a bad relationship with Gustav, and the other party knew that he was different from other mech masters.Then, why can't the other party create an abnormal element that is also completely different from the people around it, and attract myself to go there?Although, this "manufacturing" method is worth discussing-there must be a third-planet person in the Ryan Principality.

Men in the army now doubt themselves; they fear the unknown more than they recognize that the blood of their fellow men is thicker than water.But at least that person...that person believed in himself.Right now, the third planet and the Principality of Ryan are almost torn apart, so how can they push themselves out to sacrifice, thus extinguishing the anger of the powerful enemy?

Royce was a little troubled, but he wasn't in the habit of beating around the bush - and he didn't. "Since it's Her Majesty's intention, then I will go." When he saw Pamir, he simply stopped talking, "I believe in her decision."

The face of the experienced officer turned purple. "Don't speculate wildly." Pamir said awkwardly, "The candidate has been preliminarily determined. If you don't want to go, I won't disregard your own wishes..."

Come on, most people get their adrenaline levels pumped when they're unmasked, like you are now.There's no point in arguing anymore.

Royce shook his head and saluted the other party. "Please replace Al with me, he is too slow to react to changes. Of course, no one knows what will happen. But I believe that Gustav will try to keep our men on the edge of their airspace of—life or death."

The edge of the public space and the airspace of various countries is a gray area. The two sides may carefully maintain the illusion of peace, or they may attack suddenly like Gustav did before.

It should be the case later.Royce thought, and naturally imagined this time as Gustav's layout.

Feeling uneasy, Royce and a companion set foot on the tiny spaceship.They stopped approaching kilometers away from the enemy's satellite, maintaining a safe distance for detection.

"Can you find the location of the other party, Royce?"

"I've found it. But, something's wrong." Royce was still staring at the many hot spots moving on the screen.The hotspots represent organisms with body temperatures in the "human" range, with one body temperature higher than the others' because of the spore bacteria multiplying in the body.The target character can move freely, but is not running in a hurry, a bit like a high-ranking officer or something.

That doesn't make sense, Royce thought. "If we have to figure out what's going on, I'm afraid we have to land."

"Wait!" The fellow comrades became uneasy and shouted: "You have to see clearly, Royce! If we land here..."

"There is a 90.00% chance of becoming a captive." Royce changed the screen and pointed at the overhead image, "So we are going to land in this artificial sea. This is their satellite, and landing in water is the safest — at least less likely to be attacked."

"Then what about the other ten percent?" His comrades were still struggling with words.

"He was shot dead directly."

After hearing this, a grief-stricken expression flashed across the other party's face. "That would be an ugly death."

"It's not you who disembarked." Royce ignored the other party. "There is plenty of oxygen outside, but there is a lack of water vapor, and the gas density is also very low. But it doesn't matter, the natural light is very weak, and at most you will get sunburned. At least within 10 minutes after landing, the enemy can't find me, and I Just find a suitable place to hide in time."

But Royce was wrong.His calculation was theoretically correct, but he encountered a female soldier in the warehouse where the small missiles were placed.The other party seemed to have known that he would come here, flashed out from behind the wall and launched an attack, without giving Royce any time to breathe.

Although a little annoyed, Royce quickly focused on the battle in front of him.He threw the small laser cannon on his back to the ground while parrying the opponent's attack-he didn't want to blow up the place and himself.And the woman in front of him didn't carry a hot weapon, but just attacked him with a long-bladed dagger.

Such a muscular woman, Royce exclaimed.But he also noticed that the opponent's left shoulder was a little stiff.

This person is not at all difficult to deal with.

Royce thought, and suddenly punched the opponent's left shoulder.The opponent's dagger cut his shoulder, and he grabbed the opponent's elbow and threw him to the ground.

The other party didn't seem to understand his unreasonable combat mode, and uttered a monosyllable: "You..."

"Just give you a diagonal acceleration." Royce explained.He wasn't sure if he got it, because the woman followed exactly the trajectory he wanted, knocking her head on the small laser cannon he had dropped on the ground, unconscious.

Want to kill her?Royce knelt down beside the opponent, thinking about this question.

Royce no longer felt anything about the murder.He is not a rookie soldier who has just entered the battlefield.It was another thing that stopped him.

This woman has the facial features of a pure-blood Ryan principality, but when her eyes are closed, something is different.When Royce clamped her neck tightly, causing the skin of her chin to tighten, he was surprised to find that if this woman's hair was dyed pure black, then... "She will completely become the third star." Ball person, that is to say, she is the target task person."

Although race can be distinguished by appearance, it is essentially determined by bone shape.Thinking of this, Royce let go of his hand, and turned to distinguish the outline of the opponent's skull with his hand.He was so focused that he didn't notice the arrival of the third person until the flying sharp weapon cut through his ear.

Turning over and jumping up, Royce picked up the small laser cannon and stared at the person in front of him warily.

It was expected to see this guy, but it was beyond imagination that the other party didn't trick him into plotting against him.Royce touched his ears, thinking.The sharp weapon that injured him just now didn't seem to have any other medicine on it.

"You really dare to come here alone. I thought that a coward like you would not dare to hit the muzzle of a gun." Gustav held a few small sharp swords in his left hand, and held a laser in his right hand. □□.At this moment, the expression on his face was complete surprise, and this also made Royce frown suspiciously.

what happened.

This time...wasn't this guy a setup?

"Heh," Gustav finally recovered from his surprise, and smiled coldly while maintaining a posture ready to attack at any time, "I got you, thief."

After all, Gustav pulled the trigger.