It hurts to touch me [Interstellar]

"Understood." Laysen replied arrogantly, "Before I come over? Don't do unnecessary things, Lieutenant Colonel Aslander." The last word seemed very deliberate, almost squeezed out of his jaw.

As a result of Laysen's emphasis on the relationship between superiors and subordinates, there was a light sneer from the other end of the communication, "For example? It seems that you can come in handy," Aslander said softly and casually: "Where are you? I clearly feel that you are doing unnecessary things now."

Li Ou shook his head in admiration in his heart, Aslander is Aslander, once that annoying mouth is opened, Li Ou is completely confused at this moment about what is superior and subordinate, and what is human speaking.

"You don't have the right to ask me what I'm doing!" Lesen's anger doubled in an instant, even though his tone was cold before, it was burning again at this time, "Take care of yourself and let others dismantle the boring gift for the second time." Over and over, there is no reason not to pay the price!"

"At least I can still pay the price." Asland sounded completely unaffected, still unscrupulous, and even laughed in a low voice, "You'll just hide, Chief Layson."

The last sentence was even more vicious than Layson's sarcasm. Layson let out a low roar, and said shortly, "You wait for me—"

"Beep," there was a soft sound, and the communication was hung up.

Li Ou could clearly hear Laysen's deep breathing from the corner, followed by a roar: "I'm going to kill him——!"

"You can't kill him," Milo said coldly, "Don't forget the lesson, did you ever end up with him?"

"Jesus!" Layson was going mad, "You too? What's wrong?! I didn't really kill him--no, I really did kill him!! Take off now! Find it now That bastard!"

Milo didn't answer, and even paused for a longer time, "Immediately?"

immediately?Li Ou, who was in the dim light, also blinked.

"What do you mean?" Laysen choked angrily, "You still want to send Osmani to the medical department? Don't go, I think the medical conditions here are good! If he loses control of his mental power again, I will come and guide him Can you, Major General Milo?"

Milo and Layson reacted as if they were not in the same space at all. Milo replied calmly: "Go to the cab and send me the coordinates."

Layson snorted coldly, and Milo quickly led the former out of the consultation room, Layson didn't notice anything unusual.

One minute after the door of the consulting room was closed, Li Ou turned it over and changed to face up, closing his eyes peacefully.

I actually stayed in the same room with Osmany, Milo Drogo, and Lyson King, these three people, and almost thought I was going to die.

Ah, the environment of Green Sand Land is indeed quite harsh.

After lying down for a while, Li Ou got up and rummaged through the medicine box. He prepared some medicine and took it. Then he adjusted the guide table and did a wave of simple treatment. The pain all over his body was reduced a little.

During this barely resting time, Leo thought about what happened before Asland, and thought that the most likely possibility was that Asland had found the White Death Knell.

So when he noticed that the aircraft stopped again, Li Ou was ready to go down.

The white death knell seems to have become his only unfinished business now. Now that the white death knell has appeared, Li Ou feels that he has no reason not to visit it, after all, he is really sincere right now.

Li Ou waited quietly for another moment, guessing that there was no one outside, then opened the door of the consulting room and walked out.

Sure enough, the main cabin was empty, so Li Ou went to look at the cockpit again, and all the soldiers left the aircraft.

And a major general of the alliance is in a coma on this aircraft?

Realizing something, Li Ou suddenly quickened his pace and passed through a row of seats. Under the cover of the bulkhead, he looked at the ground from the window. In the next second, his eyes froze.

As far as the eye could see, it was chaos.

Extending from the ground at the bottom of the eye to the distant horizon, there are potholes everywhere, as if the broken rocks in the center of the earth have been blasted to the surface.As for the traces left by humans here, apart from those huge potholes, there are also pieces of fragmented mechs that are almost integrated with sand, gravel and dust.

These fragments vary in size, and some of the mechas are at least half complete, but they are too dense. At a glance, it is impossible to tell whether it is the mechas of the Alliance or the Empire, but Li Ou intuitively feels that there are more pieces of them. I am afraid that most of them are the mechs of the empire.

This battlefield is really quite tragic, and the densely packed "corpses" are similar to when the insect nest was destroyed.

Both Layson and Milo were on the aircraft just now, and I really don't know who is in command of the tragic battle in front of us.

Li Ou thought to himself a little mockingly, he was really capable, and he underestimated him after all.

In the distance, there was an imperial mecha whose cockpit was still intact. After being scanned in the air, it was suspended by a crane and moved to a flat high ground.

There were already quite a few imperial mechas there, and a large number of alliance soldiers surrounded the mechas, pried open the cockpit one by one, and dragged out the prisoners from inside.

The captives were obviously stubborn, and none of them resisted or struggled, nor did they kneel down and beg for mercy. They were all honestly dragged away by the Union soldiers and entered the temporary camp.

The appearance of those garrison points similar to the color of the wind and sand should make them look inconspicuous, but the area occupied is too large. It seems that a huge alliance army has just been stationed here.

Here is the real front line.

When a team of medical soldiers hurried past under the aircraft, Li Ou looked down at the missing protective clothing, left the window and walked towards the exit.

There were two soldiers standing straight under the aircraft. From their sudden nervous turning around, Leo thought they thought Osmani had come down. Seeing the medical personnel protective clothing on Leo's body, the tension eased a little.

Li Ou walked down the steps and said casually, "The analgesic in the recovery cabin has run out."

The two soldiers looked at each other, and one of them was at a loss and asked, "Sir, will you wake up early?"

"I can't tell," Li Ou said, "I'll go and come back soon."

Although the two soldiers didn't answer the conversation, they undoubtedly urged him to get the medicine quickly with eyes full of desire for survival, and Li Ou strode away directly.

He caught up with another medic team, and it didn't take long to slip in, since nothing was more convincing than a dry wound on his leg.

"The spare supplies are here," a medical soldier said in a muffled voice behind the mask: "Hurry up and change into a protective suit, your legs will be severely frostbitten, and there is no repair cabin for you now."

"Thank you," Li Ou responded simply, turning into the temporary building pointed at by the other party.

Compared with battleships, these garrison points are very simple, but it undoubtedly saves the time loss of personnel inspection on and off the starship.

Quickly changing into a brand new set of medical soldier protective clothing, Li Ou disappeared from the crowd in an instant. Not long after he walked out of the station, a distinctive shout suddenly sounded not far away: "Are you making a mistake? It's a private Property, return my device quickly!"

A gruff voice said, "Mr. Chadha, your 'personal property' has been packaged and sent back to United Star along with the 'personal property' of your other colleagues."

"What?!" The man named Chada, a tall, thin and strong ethnicity, stared and shouted: "How can you privately——what about me? Someone must sign for it, my equipment is very expensive Yes! What if I lose it, give me back my terminal!"

"Your terminal also went back together."

"Then, what about me?!" Zha Da yelled at the unsmiling soldiers in front of him again: "What am I doing here with my hands empty? I'm still using it as cannon fodder!"

"You can come with the luggage..."

"I refuse, I will stay here!"

"Then you want to shoot the air? That's fine."

"..."

The man named Chada was obviously a former front-line reporter. Li Ou glanced over, and there were many men and women who didn't fit in all around, standing scattered, all with frowning faces.

"You wait," Chada rolled his eyes, and issued a vicious threat: "Do you think that if you take away the equipment, no one will know about the front? What happened on the front line? It's a good idea. You are covering up the truth, and I will kill you." Look carefully with these eyes, listen carefully, when I go back, I will directly export the memory from my head and broadcast it to the whole universe, hum!"

"Export memory?" The soldier's expression became extremely serious, and he glanced at his companion behind him, "Is there such a technology?"

The latter hesitated, not sure if there was any, but obviously this made the soldier standing opposite Chada feel very threatened, and suddenly grabbed Chada's arm.

"This is absolutely impossible," the soldier frowned, "please cooperate with me."

Chada's face turned blue all of a sudden, and he struggled a few times without breaking free, before he stuttered and shouted: "I don't have this technology, no! I'm talking nonsense! I lied to you!! How can the memory be derived? You also have to Believe it?!!! I was wrong!! I was really wrong and shouldn’t be talking nonsense, let go of it!!”

Knowing that these reporters were under control, Li Ou didn't look too much, and immediately left the area. During the period, he asked about Leisen's movements. This time, he walked for 10 minutes and arrived at the front of the garrison point, which was also the distance from the largest artillery shell. In the place closest to the pit, the ground here is becoming more and more uneven, and even the transport boards erected sometimes cannot take care of it, and they have to climb up and down.

The number of soldiers walking around increased, and they were not only more silent, but also more vigilant.

Finally, Li Ou saw two trotting medical soldiers, one of whom was carrying a heavy cryogenic medicine box, and the other had both hands full.

"Do you need help?" Li Ou followed their rhythm and ran over.

"Thank goodness."

One of them handed over half of the handle of the medicine box, Li Ou grabbed the handle, and carried them into a door together with the other person.

This fortification looks much stronger, with a corridor in the center and many cold metal doors on both sides.

As soon as Li Ou came in, he understood that this was the place where the prisoners were interrogated.

It seemed that it was not the first time for the two medical soldiers to come in. After turning into the left channel with ease, someone came to meet them.

The sergeant's expression was extraordinarily fierce, and his aura almost blended with the prison cell. "Have you brought anything?" he asked the medical soldiers.

"Bring it." The leading medical soldier replied, raising the small box in his hand, his trembling hands seemed very disturbed.

But soon, under Li Ou's gaze, the two medical soldiers relaxed, because the sergeant didn't let them take the medicine to participate in the interrogation as they thought, but in addition to delivering the medicine, they also collected the prisoners genetic samples.

Li Ou was behind, walking into new cells time and time again, without saying a word or looking at them, but repeatedly taking samples and putting them into boxes.

Perhaps the two medical soldiers had no idea, but in fact, outrageous thoughts had already appeared in Li Ou's mind.

Collecting genetic samples from captives is rare, but it often has a specific purpose.

During the collection process, Li Ou caught a few glimpses occasionally, and guessed in his mind gradually turned to the only reason?—these samples might be used to test the race of these captives.

Even though these captives looked the same on the outside, Li Ou had an intuition that they didn't look like imperial people.