Lu Anhe seemed to be nervous about saying the wrong date, so he quickly repeated the previous date, his face full of embarrassment, and apologized: "Boss, that's not what I meant."
He Yunting didn't really care, after all, Lu An and the day were right, but they didn't immediately say the specific day.
Moreover, Lu Anhe is indeed different from himself. As a person who treats mecha as his wife, even if he has been with him for too long, he still keeps his own way of life.
He remembers the days and always remembers major events, including the annual inspection of Zeus, which must be recorded in the memorandum, so it is not surprising that he forgot that he was talking to himself for a while, and he blurted out.
So, at least one thing can be explained, so that Lu Anhe can remember this day, what must have happened that day.
Lu Anhe knew too well what He Yunting was thinking, so he simply admitted generously: "Boss, I was distracted just now, that's why..."
"Is there anything I can't say?" He Yunting asked very calmly. He was not someone who would interfere too much with his subordinates' private life.
Lu Anhe naturally understood what he was thinking. He gritted his teeth and glanced at He Yunting, and said apologetically, "Yes."
Now that he had said it clearly, He Yunting didn't bother to ask any more, just nodded and said, "Got it."
He Yunting thought about that day again.
He never seemed to care about things like birthdays, so Lu Anhe wouldn't deliberately remind him in the past few years, it's normal for him to forget it after a long time.
Lu Anhe could distinguish the priority from the secondary. If something he didn't want to mention had an impact on Proton Star at the moment, it was absolutely impossible to hide it.
So that might really have something to do with something else.
He Yunting didn't say anything more, didn't get angry, and turned the topic back to the previous: "Then you say, that day Xi Yuan and Xu Zhiheng gave an academic report together, what was the content?"
"The content is very ordinary, nothing special. It is Professor Xu's routine lecture at the Imperial Army University." Lu Anhe reported, "I have read it repeatedly, and there is no problem."
"it is good."
During the conversation, the supreme ruler of Proton Star finally appeared.
Because it is under the jurisdiction of the empire, even if it is relatively easy self-governance, it still has to follow the empire in the political system. The original prime minister was called Changlin, and after the political structure changed, he was named an earl. As the top leader, he dealt with the proton star. various government affairs.
He Yunting had met him once, when Chang Lin had just taken office, he was a gentle and kind leader, and he had his own demeanor in his gestures.
But now his suit doesn't look so flat. There is a clear circle of blue-gray at the moment. It can be seen that he has hardly rested since the accident.
Chang Lin saluted them according to the imperial etiquette, smiling reluctantly: "Admiral, you are finally here."
"Fairy Wood"
Lu Anhe went up to shake hands with him, and explained, "I couldn't find the contact person I contacted before after coming from Bokou, so I rushed here directly. It was a little late."
Thinking of the location where the mecha first landed, Chang Lin sighed deeply, bloodshot in his eyes, and there was a hint of hope in his tone when he asked: "That Bokou..."
"I'm sorry, because I couldn't see normal humans, so I removed it." Lu Anhe whispered.
"...I see." Chang Lin's lips trembled. He expected this answer, but he couldn't hide his despair after hearing it in person.
He sorted out his emotions before he controlled his gaffe. Looking at the emperors who came to support him, he said, "Let me tell you in detail... what's going on."
Chang Lin didn't speak very fast, and there were several times during the period when he couldn't speak quickly.
After Proton Star was put under the jurisdiction of the empire, social welfare has improved slightly. In addition, the public is beta, and the problem of gender discrimination is basically gone. Therefore, even if the degree of development is not high, the public atmosphere is better than that of the empire. few.
They have a special medical system, and the first person who came to see a doctor was a college student who looked a little slender.
The student's daily routine was very regular. One day, he suddenly felt some discomfort in his neck, which was manifested as intermittent itching. He didn't pay much attention to it, he just thought he was stung by something unknown.
But gradually, not only the neck problem, but soon after, he began to have systemic symptoms.
The limbs were trembling, nystagmus, dizziness, and uninterrupted thirst, which could not be relieved by drinking water. The student went to the school hospital for treatment. The doctor also thought it was strange, but the examination results were all normal. Symptomatic and supportive treatment of the situation.
But after going back and forth, not only did it not improve, but the student seemed to have problems both emotionally and psychologically, and was unwilling to cooperate with the follow-up treatment.
His sense of pain seemed to disappear, and he began to speak incomprehensible words, and began to attack everyone who tried to stop him.
At the same time, the vertical pupil as a symbol appeared for the first time among the people of Proton Star.
Later, no one cared about this student—because before they knew it, other people in the university also developed similar symptoms, and probably because of the different stages of the disease, they also had a strong attack on each other at the beginning. Sex, the fight will not stop.
Until they also find the same kind of breath on the other side, they will reach a consensus on a certain frequency, tossing their arms or legs that may have been bitten off in half, stop fighting to the death, and change their targets instead—those they consider "non-identical" them.
The school began to fall, and the "people" who were classified as the same kind of people began to have the same hatred. They did not see various occupations and classes. As long as the frequency was right, they were even more united than normal people.
General military police and weapons and equipment are useless at all. They seem to have no fear in their bones, and they will attack everything in one attack.
What's more, Proton Star's weapon defense is not strong, and it is basically not as tall as the empire's mecha.
And even if the general life-size mecha has weapons, facing so many creatures that do not know the pain or the tiring, and have a numerical advantage, it is not an opponent after a few rounds.
But it is very strange that this kind of change is not like an ordinary infectious disease. After the students got sick and some took advantage of the loopholes to return home, their parents did not show symptoms of infection.
This gene spreads on a district-like scale, starting with the school, then the residents near the school, the surrounding area where the school is located, and finally the city.
It's not that the government's people have thought of a way, but as long as the supporters sent from the central city, no one returned safely in the end.
As a result, the city was located on the edge of the proton star. Under the circumstances that the status quo could not be controlled, it was finally abandoned by the central city. It supplied living resources normally, but cut off the network and communication, and would not give more support.
But things are not that simple. It didn't take long for the same situation to occur in another city that is very close to the city. They tried to ask the center for help, but this time they didn't get any support, but the communication was also cut off. .
The government finally panicked and began to ask the Empire for help.
Soon, the surrounding cities fell one after another, and people's activities became smaller and smaller. Only the people around the central city were still struggling to maintain the original state of being uninfected.
"Without finding out the source, we even suspected what that 'frequency' was," Chang Lin said. "Things developed so fast that after sending out a distress signal, we rejected all suspicious external communications, even if It's better to lock up the central city, at least the people here are normal."
"If they can heal themselves, or if there is a turnaround, the materials in those cities are actually quite sufficient, but before that, they were just dead cities with their gates closed."
"But..." Lu Anhe frowned. "Before we set off, we contacted you once. As long as we make a mark, the communication here will not be marked as an unfamiliar signal by you."
Chang Lin himself is also very suspicious of this matter: "I thought you were trapped somewhere. We also tried to send a communication, but we couldn't connect according to the original frequency."
Otherwise, how could they not come out to greet them, until He Yunting drove the mecha to the central city.
Lu Anhe understood what He Yunting wanted to ask, and immediately said, "I checked before coming here, and there is no problem with our communication frequency."
If there is no problem on both sides, it can only be interfered by some magnetic field, which will lead to the inability to communicate.
Chang Lin's face was terrifyingly pale, and he was speechless for a long time.
But at least the formation that came to support has come to the central area well, Changlin stabilized his mind, and immediately arranged a place for everyone. Proton Star's armament is too poor. For safety, the government building can only be shut down. Pingquan was vacated to the mecha formation, next to himself, who was protected by the military police—this is the safest place in the entire Proton Star, although after they came, the local army was completely worthless.
After continuing to follow up to understand the situation, on the map, everyone finally fully saw the status quo of the entire planet being surrounded.
This planet is not big at all, and the topography of the rainforest makes the cities not close together. The current situation is that with the central city as the center, the five areas surrounding it are relatively safe, and there are no residents. Corresponding symptoms appear, and all the outer cities are forcibly blocked. Without the network and communication, it can almost be regarded as the annihilation of the entire army.
"We are really desperate, and we have really studied this situation, and we can't find a solution, so we gave up on them temporarily." Chang Lin said, because the Zerg has been dispatched by the empire directly for many years, this kind of small planet is not suitable for The understanding and research of the Zerg are still at a relatively superficial stage. The experts sent out have not returned, and the experts in the central city cannot make correct judgments due to the lack of samples.
So the solution is critical.
If you really want to give up those people, then the focus of the work is how to protect the rest of the city from being infested.
The position of scientists in the empire is not comparable to that of soldiers, and when they heard about the situation of Proton Star, their first reaction was to ask He Yunting to pacify the chaos.
But now the central city refuses all the requests from the surrounding cities for help, like a prisoner in a prison, passively doing all kinds of self-protection, praying that the terrible gene will not spread to himself.
They are too busy to take care of themselves, and there is no time to worry about others.
If you want to know the status of other cities, you can only do it yourself, and there is no guarantee that you will survive.
"Our primary appeal is..." Chang Lin said, "to protect the existing citizens, and no new people will be affected."
"As for those cities that have been closed..."
He Yunting said indifferently: "Are you taking all-round force to suppress?"
It is not difficult.
Anyway, those creatures still have the appearance of humans, even if they are treated as Zerg, they only need to attack the brain.
For the mecha, which symbolizes the strongest force of the empire, it is quite easy.
Xu Zhiheng finally spoke in silence: "...No."
"Is it because you can't find the source and method, so you gave up all these people hastily?" He closed his eyes, the scene of He Yunting's order was still there, and the empty and treacherous city was bombarded with weapons when he came. The human beings who couldn't see their faces seemed to pass in front of him one by one at this moment.
He Yunting was unmoved: "That's what Professor Yi Xu meant."
"As I said, I will try my best to be careful and give me a chance to get in touch with them. Maybe, maybe..." He paused, thought of something, and continued in a voice that only He Yunting and Lu Anhe could hear. Said, "The oga in my laboratory has barely stabilized now."
He was talking about Qi Jiaze.
Indeed, after taking him back to the laboratory, Xu Zhiheng used his own method to make the other party no longer hostile to humans. Although his consciousness was not too clear, at least he had improved a little.
Qi Jiaze has vertical pupils, and so do these people.
Qi Jiaze is oga, these people are beta.
The former is the result of Xu Zhiheng's accidental discovery, but his research has long since been terminated due to humanitarian and ethical concerns, and it was only recently stolen; on the planet.
It's like... very impatient, the other party didn't care about the issue of beta physique, but just eagerly wanted to integrate this idea with the genes of the so-called Zerg.
So, two studies that seem to have no effect on each other are related in such a bizarre way.
"Let's draw up a rough implementation plan and operational deployment today." He Yunting did not draw any conclusions about this inference, "Professor Xu's proposal should be considered as appropriate after ensuring safety."
"You have a good rest first."
After he finished speaking, he ignored Xu Zhiheng, and followed Lu Anhe to the temporary combat command room without looking back.
It was not too early for the formation to arrive here, and it was necessary to constantly understand the current trends of the proton star and make more than one plan. By the time they made plans according to various possible situations, it was already late at night.
The war room was in the summit building. It was late at night, and the sergeants who did not need to participate in the war for the time being had already returned to the base to rest. Xu Zhiheng was an oga after all, and his physique was not much better. He also left temporarily after finding that He Yunting could not speak at all.
Lu Anhe and He Yunting re-checked various plans and stood up after confirming that they were correct.
He Yunting glanced at him: "You also go back to rest and wait for me to gather."
After all, I had been running all the way and had little time to rest. Now I stay up late at night with myself.
"Okay." Lu Anhe nodded, "Then boss, you too..."
"I'll go too soon." He Yunting said quietly.
Lu Anhe stopped talking, saluted and turned to leave.
He Yunting was the only one left in the war room.
He looked at the dense variety of materials in front of him, pinched his eyebrows, relaxed a little, and leaned back in the chair.
There are more serious tasks tomorrow, and the few hours now is the most rest time he can reserve for himself.
He Yunting looked down at the quiet communicator for a moment, and finally picked it up, selected a contact, and connected.
It should be afternoon in the empire now, and they should not be able to quarrel with each other.
He thought so, the green light that symbolized the successful connection flashed, and soon came a clear voice: "Hello?"
He Yunting suddenly felt that the tiredness of the whole day was relieved in an instant, and he began to respond with a gentle tone that he did not realize: "Well."
Lin Han seemed to be outside, maybe she just got off work, maybe she was shopping, the background sounded a little noisy, but she seemed to be in a good mood: "I'm walking to the public aircraft, I can go back earlier today."
"Yeah." It's still a short response, no need to say more, that's enough.
"Qi Jiamu went to the base for training today. I have nothing to do, so I didn't contact him." Lin Han reported obediently.
He originally just said casually, but He Yunting suddenly frowned, thinking of something.
"Lin Han." He asked, "Are you free now?"
Lin Han didn't know what He Yunting wanted to do, even if the other party couldn't see it, he still nodded: "What's the matter?"
"Maybe, you want to check something for me." He Yunting said, "Do you know where I live?"
This is Lin Han's first visit to He Yunting's manor.
He didn't look like a man to enjoy at all, and he often stayed overnight at the base, not staying at home for more than half a year.
But after all, it is a manor that symbolizes identity. Even if he is not there, someone will take care of it very well, so Lin Han was still amazed when he knocked on the door.
He entered through another door, using the key given by He Yunting, and following his instructions, he came to his study without looking away.
"I'm in," he said. "Are you looking for something?"
He Yunting leaned on the back of the chair, and the expression on his face was not relaxed.
"Every year of my training, in order to ensure authenticity and objectivity, I will make a record myself. I will record what I do every day and when I go to the training ground." He Yunting said, "It was the same three years ago."
"It has nothing to do with Proton Star this time, but you..." He Yunting said a date, "Help me find the record of that day's training."
Lin Han was naturally familiar with that day. The other party invited him to a dance three years later, and he said happy birthday to He Yunting.
Although neither of them will be.
Thinking of this, there was a smile in his tone, and following He Yunting's instructions, he searched item by item: "Wait a minute."
"Yeah." He Yunting replied in a deep voice.
It wasn't that he didn't believe Lu Anhe, not to mention that the other party admitted that he did have something, but it was inconvenient to tell him.
There was an inexplicable weirdness hanging over his head. He clearly remembered that this was no ordinary day, but he was still uneasy.
He Yunting knew that this was not the time to think about it. He knew his adjutant too well. They lived and died together, and they absolutely trusted him. They were the ones who could always give their backs to each other on the battlefield.
It was impossible for Lu Anhe to lie to him. If there was really something he didn't want to say, either it really had nothing to do with him, or he didn't tell him the reason, which would be beneficial to him.
He just suddenly didn't believe in himself.
"I found it." Lin Han suddenly said.
"In the morning, check in at the training ground." Lin Han read to He Yunting according to it, and told the training time and serial number one by one. He Yunting silently compared them in his heart, and found that they were all correct in his memory.
After finishing the morning, He Yunting didn't answer, he wanted to wait for Lin Han to continue, but the other side didn't speak.
He hesitated for a moment and asked, "Why did it stop?"
According to the training rules of the past few years, in order to fully understand the training pilots, the afternoon should be mecha shooting training.
"Ah?" But Lin Han's tone was also filled with confusion, and said, "It's over."
He Yunting had a strange feeling in his heart: "What about the training record in the afternoon?"
"No."
Lin Han didn't know why He Yunting asked that, but he told the truth.
"It shows... that day three years ago, when you didn't show up at the base all afternoon."
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