Hall carefully listened to the panicked and incoherent remarks by the manager of the Second Medical Research Center, and then replied briefly and forcefully:
"Okay, I know."
Before waiting for the other party to answer, he turned off the communication device, took a deep breath, and slowly raised his head:
"So what do you want?"
—The protagonist of their conversation sits alive in front of him.
I saw Ge Xiu holding his chin with one hand, and commented with a natural character:
"Looks like I've caused quite a riot."
Hall resisted the urge to roll his eyes: "What do you think?"
This question obviously needs no answer.
Ge Xiu ignored Hall's sarcasm, just jumped off the chair lightly, and said lightly, "You know what I want."
Hall does know.
Soldiers, weapons, fleets.
He sighed and shook his head: "According to your current physical condition, the isolation room of the Second Medical Center is where you should stay. If the captain comes back and finds out, I will let you..."
Before Hall had finished speaking, Ge Xiu interrupted him:
"If he can come back."
There was no superfluous emotion in his voice, but the sharp meaning contained in it was like a head-on blow. Hall felt his internal organs began to stir slowly, and a dull pain with a rust smell spread. Come, he gritted his teeth, unable to say a word again.
Ge Xiu glanced at him:
"If he does ask, you can tell him that I coerced you."
Although the eyes of the two only briefly met, Hall felt as if he had been cut open by something sharp. His internal organs and bones were exposed to each other's scrutiny, and Hall took the initiative to look away. , dodging, like a silent retreat.
"Of course, I'm really going to do that."
Gorsch added dignifiedly. He spread his palm on the table, and the unknown miniature gun in his palm flashed a cold and hard light under the light.
After looking at each other for a long time, Hall sighed and finally pulled out the control screen in compromise.
Ge Xiu smiled and jumped onto his seat again, shaking his slender legs contentedly.
·
The Alliance understands that in order to help Lu Lai out of trouble, the rebels will do whatever it takes. They know better that once Lu Lai really gets out of this cage of madness and hysteria, the Alliance will no longer have the slightest chance of winning, so they can only do anything Luray's life at all costs - they have no shortage of attempts. Although the besieged fleet was forced to retreat into the galaxy, it was still stubbornly cleaning up, taking advantage of the terrain to attack again and again, trying to repel their annihilated Allied forces.
The Union Army was not content with this stalemate.
They cut off all energy supplies, blocked the entire area with murderous fleets, and even arranged thousands of miles of invisible laser minefields and signal truncation zones around the galaxy to block reinforcements and prevent breakthroughs.
Hall was equally nervous and urgent.
He has sent troops to support it many times, but the galaxy where the First Medical Center is located is too deep into the hinterland of the alliance's control area. Even if a fleet is lucky enough to escape the heavy siege and interception, it will not be able to cross the murderous laser zone.
Other battles are also in urgent need of support.
He is now in a precarious situation.
So, all hope and possible turning point are pinned on an outsider. This is a big gamble with his life and the entire interstellar, and Ge Xiu is one of the variables. The line between victory and destruction is so Fragile and delicate, and if he strayed even the slightest, he was doomed, but Hall had to compromise with the unknown—because he had no other choice.
Gorshu is well aware of the dangers—and he enjoys it.
He sat upright on the command chair, his fingers were extremely heavy and steady, without the slightest hesitation or tremor, he drove the ship at an extremely tricky angle to escape the light bullets that shot straight in front of him.
Just half a second later, the thermal tracking missile was positioned.
A silent and splendid explosion exploded not far away, and crimson fire illuminated the porthole.
Ge Xiu didn't slow down, instead, he filled up the driving energy and rushed straight to the high-heat explosion core—
His pupils were constricted due to high excitement, his nose was slightly opened, the arch of his lips was filled with obvious pleasure and cruelty, and his sharp canine teeth protruded from the thin lips, as if smelling a trace of blood in the unfathomable sea. shark.
Gorshu loved the thrill of dancing on the edge of the abyss, and the deadly thrill of his highly tense nerves.
These felt like a high-purity stimulant, his rusty and dull joints began to flex again, and the laziness and stiffness that had accumulated from curling up in the isolation chamber were quickly burned out and transformed into something more efficient and dangerous. things. He seems to be born for this.
The speed of the ship slowed down.
Several crew members unfastened their safety devices, rushed to the toilet and began to vomit. Although the rest of the crew were still sitting in their seats, they were equally lethargic and disheartened.
Their captain is a lunatic.
The experience of breaking through these days has deeply engraved this cognition in their cerebral cortex.
Ge Xiu glanced back casually and laughed:
"Not bad, I only vomited four this time."
Yeah, this time.
The crew members frowned in pain, and the unbearable memory of the other day struck again—the first encounter with an enemy ship, except for Xiao Yi, who had already experienced the driving style of Ge Xiu, and several other crew members from Junk Star, No one else was spared. Some even vomited directly into their helmets, nearly choking to death on the weightless vomit.
Ge Xiu stretched his waist.
The squinted eyes were hidden under the black and moist eyelashes, which seemed extraordinarily harmless. The thin body stretched and elongated, like a tired cat curled up by the fire after eating and drinking.
The dullness and depression that had accumulated for several months were finally swept away.
He beckoned at Xiaoyi, with a tired voice in his voice:
"Then you will drive."
The crew members breathed a sigh of relief.
Their eyes were wet, and they looked at Xiao Yi who went to the handover position. They had never sincerely thanked God for hearing their prayers, and finally stopped this nightmare.
Ge Xiu curled up in an empty chair and yawned: "Call me when you get to the laser zone marked on the star map."
After that, he fell asleep without any burden.
The most dense and dangerous section of the sentry has ended, and the next journey needs to pass through the extremely long isolation area. At the end of the isolation area is the dense and deadly laser minefield, which is always produced by the special destructive weapons produced by the alliance military laboratory. It cannot be disturbed and dismantled until it is activated, and it can change its position randomly. Even the most accurate and sensitive detection device in existence cannot detect its existence. It is enough to cause the greatest casualties at the least cost, and it is extremely vicious and difficult to deal with.
And this quality is mutual - after the deployment, the alliance's warships are also unable to detect the exact location of the minefield.
Only a few high-level generals have special minefield signal maps, which are properly preserved in the huge main ship that cannot be hijacked by the Lulai side. All a ship needs to do is obey orders.
The reason this quarantine exists is for self-preservation.
It is to prevent the alliance's own low-level warships from being accidentally injured by it.
The location of the laser zone marked on the star map was the last signal sent back by the reconnaissance ship sent by Hall, the one with the longest survival time.
There should be the edge of the minefield.
The star sea in front is dark and distant, like a glistening abyss.
Xiao Yi drove the ship quietly through the starry sky. During the time that Ge Xiu was receiving treatment, he received systematic ship driving and combat training on the main ship. In order to be able to act as a captain of a warship, the rank and treatment also soared. But when Ge Xiu recruited crew members, he still signed up without hesitation, and willingly followed as a crew member.
Although he has long since left Junk Star, in his heart he is still the thin child struggling to survive in the wilderness.
On Junk Star, he used to be a protector, but I don't know since when, his former partner became so dazzling and powerful, leaving him far behind, no matter how hard he studied, he couldn't keep up with each other 's back - so, after knowing that the iron piece he once thought was an amulet was actually a miner's identity card, Xiao Yi was lost for a long time.
However, he soon perked up.
Since that is not a real amulet, let yourself be the one that protects the other party.
He is eager to fight side by side with his childhood playmate once again, so that the other party can see his ability to grow up.
Then when the war is over, they can go home together.
Xiao Yi turned his head and glanced at Ge Xiu, who was curled up on the chair and fell asleep. His heart was warm and calm.
Although he knows the specific situation, he has an extremely blind optimism. After all, Xiao Qi is so powerful, how could a minor illness affect him!
The small starship quietly walked through the meteorite belt, sliding past planets that were deserted and abandoned due to the war, and finally came to the position marked on the star map. Little One carefully kept a distance from the bright red coordinates.
The universe ahead was silent and dark, without a trace of light and without any celestial bodies wandering around, like a swamp that could absorb all matter, exuding an ominous aura of death.
Xiao Yi felt his fingertips tremble slightly from nervousness, he took a deep breath slowly to calm himself down, then turned his head to look at Ge Xiu.
Unexpectedly, Ge Xiu has woken up.
He hugged his knees and shrunk quietly in the chair, his eyes focused on the bottomless darkness outside the porthole, his expression was extremely awake, and it even made people suspect that his sound sleep just now was just an illusion.
Xiaoyi was taken aback by Ge Xiu's expression, he was calm, and was about to give him the position of the commanding chair.
But what he didn't expect was that Ge Xiu shook his head and just slowly reported a series of numbers:
"2736484.837, 6274738.9214"
Xiao Yi was stunned for a while, and it took a while to realize that Ge Xiu was talking about the coordinate system—
It was a position only five hundred meters away from them.
He steered the ship carefully, heading in a straight line toward the coordinates in the mouth of Gosho—
A minute later, the ship was in place. None of the lasers were fired.
"2736484.526, 6274738.9311"
The second coordinate jumped out almost without stopping. Ge Xiu's voice was calm and steady, with almost no fluctuations: "The balance bar is tilted 41.43%, the steering gear is down 0.012°, and the power unit remains unchanged."
Each coordinate is followed by extremely precise operation instructions, each time the distance is closer and shorter than the last.
The concept of time is almost impossible to exist. The air seems to have frozen into a thick and thick solid, which tightly wraps everyone in the cabin. With every millisecond of elongation, tons of pressure are added, and the inhalation is rough. And the dry, icy gas with a rough feeling, and then exhaled a turbid breath that was hot like magma.
Everyone was tense to the limit, and they could almost hear the sound of their own nerves bursting in their ears, as if they would fall into a crazy collapse in the next second.
But a second is another second.
then an hour
Five hours.
ten hours.
Xiao Yi's thick protective suit was soaked with sweat and dried in the shade, and then soaked again. His dark forehead was wet and just stuck to his cheeks. His eyes were a little slack, but his pupils always lit up with a bit of paranoia and death. Light. His fingers are steady.
It seems that this part of the limb has been stripped from his body and has become an independent living body.
He always followed Geshuu's orders with precision and precision.
The thick and thick darkness wrapped tightly around the ship, as if to press inward and penetrate, bit by bit.
Invisible, unknowable dangers lurk in the darkness, peeping on, consuming them completely with their huge bodies.
Ge Xiu's voice seemed to be the only light source in this boundless darkness. Although it was weak, it was clear and stable. Behind, in front of, and around were all darkness, but the space that was only one step ahead was illuminated.
One step, one step, one step.
One more step.
His voice remained almost terribly calm and precise, guiding the road ahead.
I don't know how long it took.
The crew in the cabin have lost their ability to sense time. As if hundreds of centuries had passed by them, the world outside their ships swirled and moved, stars collapsed, galaxies died, nebulae compressed, planets were born, but the silence that enveloped them seemed like an eternity Unchanged, abandoned outside the universe and the world.
finally.
"We're out."
Gossiu said in a hoarse voice that could hardly hear the original tone.
All the perception of the outside world suddenly flooded into everyone's body, and the rich, intense and surging emotions overwhelmed them and made them overwhelmed.
Xiao Yi slowly lifted his stiff fingers that could no longer be moved. It took him a long time to realize the wet and cold tears on his cheeks. He shivered and unfastened the protective device on his body and fell down from the command chair. With the ecstasy of escaping death, he looked at Ge Xiu, who was sitting beside him. His vocal cords were rusted like a machine that had not been used for a hundred years:
“… I, we, succeeded…”
The rest of his words got stuck in his throat, and the expression on his face froze.
I saw Ge Xiu still maintaining the previous posture, his thin body curled up quietly in the chair, his shoulder blades were as fragile as a thin piece of paper, his face was so pale that there was almost no color, and it could almost melt into his back. in the darkness.
His expression was calm, his eyes closed.
Two lines of dazzling bright red bloodstains flowed quietly from under his eyelids.