"My daughter...... Why...... Why ......"

Hitler knelt on the ground, holding the moribund Sitler tightly in his arms. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info his favorite outfit was stained with the blood of the person in his arms, mixed with the original color of the clothes, and looked extremely weird and crazy.

"Why...... Why ......" Raising trembling hands, Hitler wiped the blood from Sitler's face, "my daughter...... Why do you want to be in front of me? You don't have to do that...... He, the person he wants to kill is me......"

"You have to ask why......" a confused smile appeared on Cittler's face, "how do I ...... Know...... Why...... Why should I save you, the executioner...... Probably because you're my father......"

"No, no, no, don't!" Hitler buried the other man's face in his chest and increased the force on his hand, "it can't be like this...... You can't die, Cittler, my dear daughter, you can't die, you can't die, you can't die, you can't die......"

"Come on...... You ...... Bastard ...... "As the blood continued to flow out of the wound, Sitler's voice became smaller and smaller, which gave Hitler the illusion that his ears were the voice of heaven coming from afar, mysterious and illusory, as soon as she let go of her hand, she was going to disappear, "Death...... Isn't it just dead? Actually...... I'm really not your daughter, am I...... You...... Let me loosen it up a bit...... So hard, the wound ...... It hurts a lot ......."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Hearing this, Hitler hurriedly relaxed the strength of his arm, and two cloudy tears flowed from the eyes of the old man who had lived for two centuries, "You are my daughter...... Führer of the Third German Reich, leader of the Nazi Party, daughter of Adolf Hitler...... I beg you not to die...... Don't you like to go to the Amazon jungle? Well, I will never restrict your freedom in the future, you can go wherever you want......"

"O jungle...... That's right...... There are a lot of old friends I haven't seen yet......" Cittler's face showed a nostalgic expression, "I guess I won't be able to go back before I die...... Father, when I'm dead, bury me there......"

"You just ...... Call me what?"

"Father...... "Citler's breathing began to weaken, "actually...... I understood it a long time ago...... You're just an ordinary person...... You are described in the book...... It's not you...... You also want a daughter because you are very lonely...... You're living a hard life, too...... For that dream of ......"

"Sitler, Sitler, Don't close your eyes, don't close them, you will never open them!"

"Sorry...... Somewhat tired...... Let me sleep for a while......"

"Sitler, Sitler, I command you, in the name of Adolf Hitler, wake up, don't die!"

All in vain, but Sitler closed her eyes, which resembled those of Eva Braun, and stopped breathing. Then, there was a loud bang at the door, and the belated guards finally opened the door that had been blocked by the assassins: "Comrade Führer!

"Arrested......" Hitler's hands gradually lost strength, and Hitler's body slipped from his arms to the ground, staining the white carpet with the color of blood, "arrested...... What's the use......"

"Comrade Führer!" rushed in from the door, a man in a white coat with stains everywhere. He rushed here in a bit of a hurry, and Hitler even saw a hint of excitement in his eyes, "Comrade Führer, we absolutely can't bear it any longer! The murderer has just confessed, all this is a conspiracy of the moon people! We must launch a counterattack!"

"The ...... of the Moonman Is the murderer confessed so quickly......" Looking at Dr. Allen dancing in front of him, Hitler felt a sense of disgust from the bottom of his heart," Dr. Allen ...... You go out first, I'm very uncomfortable right now, and I need to be alone and think about what the empire should do in the future......"

"Oh......" Sensing that he was indeed a little out of shape, Alan coughed, "I'm sorry Führer, I didn't take your feelings into account...... If you need a quiet environment, I can ...... them all."

“…… No, let them all stay, my life is not mine alone after all......"

"I'm so sorry. Well, I will retire first, Comrade Führer. ”

Alan quietly exited the room and gently closed the door outside. Hitler looked at Sitler's body on the carpet, wiped the tears from his face with the back of his hand, sighed, and was about to stand up. Seeing this scene, the guard next to him hurriedly wanted to step forward to help, but Hitler refused. After slowly standing up, Hitler suddenly asked the guards a question: "Young man, are you...... What do you think about this?"

"Führer, who are you...... What do you mean? I don't understand......."

"In other words, what is going on with all this? Really, is it a conspiracy of the Moonmen?"

"This ......," the guard replied cautiously, after a moment's thought, "I suppose that since the murderer said so, it should be so." ”

"Yes, that's what you think......" Hitler moved to the desk with a trembling step, pulled out his chair, and sat down, "Well, then, it's better to think of it as such......

The guard, who did not leave his name, probably did not know that it was his words that almost rewrote the entire history of the Third Reich, and indeed the entire human race. After hearing this, Hitler finally made up his mind. The Nazis, this ancient zombie that has been lurking in the shadows for more than 160 years, will officially appear on the world stage.

"Contact the Moonmen and tell them that now it's time to settle the score. The gloom in Hitler's eyes made the guards who were listening to the order next to him feel uncomfortable, always worried about what was wrong with their answers, "The Black Sun Project has officially entered the second stage." ”

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The moon, the earth satellite, the diameter of about 3474.8 kilometers, the volume is about 1/49 of the earth, the mass is about 735 billion tons, the surface gravity is about 1/6 of the earth's gravity, and the earth around the common center of mass, the common center of mass is 4700 kilometers away from the center of the earth, it itself does not emit light, in the age of no flame, it sends light to human beings in the dark night by reflecting the sun's rays, its average brightness is 1/465000 of the sun's brightness, and the brightness varies from 1/630000 to 1/ 375,000, the average illumination to the earth is 0.22 lux, which is equivalent to the illuminance of a 100-watt electric lamp at a distance of 21 meters.

Because there is no atmosphere on the Moon, and the heat capacity and thermal conductivity of the lunar surface are very low, the temperature difference between day and night on the surface of the Moon is very large. During the day, the temperature can reach up to +127°C in areas where the sun shines vertically, and at night the temperature can drop to -183°C. This is quite a test of human activity on the Moon. Relatively speaking, the environment on Mars, another extraterrestrial planet that has also established a military base, is slightly better. But unlike the "God of War", who is almost useless except for some resemblance to the Earth, the moon is extremely rich in helium-3 resources, and the ideal fuel for this controllable nuclear fusion reactor is almost as valuable to the current world as oil at the beginning of the last century, if not more. In addition, the abundant mineral resources on the moon are not comparable to the poor Mars, whether it is the rich ilmenite in the basalt of the lunar sea or the rare earth resources in the kripp, as well as the content of other metal minerals in its soil, this small satellite has become a veritable "battleground", and the intensity of the open and secret struggle between various forces on it is definitely no less fierce than the Persian Gulf in the middle of the first century.

But what has always been strange to the public is that although the goal of establishing a base on the moon has been accomplished, the various forces have strictly limited the number of bases and completely banned the investment of private capital, and the industry on the moon has been monopolized by all governments, even in Western countries that have adopted democratic systems. This kind of action that is obviously hiding something has given birth to many conspiracy theories about the moon in society, the most popular of which is naturally "aliens". When China first announced the stationing of troops in the Guanghan Palace base, this statement swept the whole world, and almost everyone quietly waited for the moment when a full-scale conflict between humans and "aliens" on the moon broke out in the near future.

As an astronomy enthusiast, Ouyang Yuhang had heard a lot of similar claims, but since the skirmish with these "aliens" during a mining truck escort mission a long time ago, they are commonly called "Moon People" in the base, and it is said that this is what they call themselves, the other governments themselves did not know, but he finally understood why the Chinese government had put so much effort into blocking the news.

The enemy is a bunch of rabbits!

No, it's not accurate to say it's a rabbit. To be precise, the other side should be a bunch of people with rabbit ears and red eyes, well, that's the truth so you have to say it, beautiful women!

It's ridiculous.

Obviously, if this truth is known, not to mention how those figures in the religious world are going to toss, the appearance of the other party and the conflict between China and the other side are enough to make many people angry. The members of the Appearance Association, whose IQ was used to feed pigs a hundred years ago, will surely set off a huge wave of public opinion, and the argument is to put it bluntly, there will only be one -- how can you cute girls be hurt by your group of "minions of the government"? They all rolled down from the moon and asked me to go up and ask for help...... Ah no, propose!

What will happen then is not something that Ouyang Yuhang can imagine. He only knew one thing: these bastards were going to die a terrible death. That group of rabbits is strange to an incredible extent in terms of combat effectiveness and fighting style, the same rabbit, this one may only be able to kill infantry, and that one can overturn a lunar chariot!

Again, this is too TMD unbelievable. The way the bunnies fight can only be conjured up with one word: magic.

Of course, after returning to the base at the end of that mission, everyone had a tacit understanding, and no one mentioned this idea. I don't know what others think, but as a staunch materialist, Ouyang Yuhang's idea is quite simple:

What if you know magic? What if you can overturn the chariot on the moon? Don't you just beat you up?

However, the current situation always makes people feel a little bit, although only a little bit, but still a little bit, not good.

"Contact with the ground command center has been completely lost! Trying to switch lines and repeat the call!"

"Artemis Base has sent us a request for reinforcements!"

"Base Georgi Catli has requested a truce and hopes to work together to deal with the current crisis facing humanity on the Moon!"

"The Diana base issued a broadcast on the public channel, hoping that the various bases on the moon can unite to repel this wave of offensive of the people of the moon, and swear to defend the right of mankind to develop and use the moon!"

"That's ......" Ouyang Yuhang thought for a moment, "Have we people been completely cut off from external communication......

But ah, damn rabbits, what you are facing now is definitely not the bulky and unbearable moon chariot that the Guanghan Palace base was equipped with when it first started fifty years ago, and I, and I, am not the coward who trembled behind the chariot and could only watch his comrades die one by one.

"Did the Russians have a reply?"

“…… Not really. About ten minutes earlier, the communication channel had completely lost all information about the Sverdlovsk base. Their last message was that warning. ”

"Although it seems a little strange for that group of rabbits...... this kind of attack is a little strange," Ouyang Yuhang opened his eyes, "but apart from that group of rabbits, there is no other force on the moon that can create such an efficient bio-killing weapon...... It seems that the lessons learned by this group of beasts are still not enough. ”

"I, Ouyang Yuhang, in the name of the head of the Guanghan Palace Base Station of the People's Republic of China on the Moon, and the commander-in-chief of the Chinese People's Liberation Army Troops on the Moon, order: All soldiers," Ouyang Yuhang smashed the cup in his hand on the table, "Knock over these bastards!"

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Mongolia, Mandal Gobi.

"You're back, Miss Saint. ”

Glancing at the maid who had saluted her, Fatumah did not say much. She took the towel handed over by the other party, carefully wiped the dust on her body, and then went to the bathing room under the guidance of the other party, ready to clean up the blood stains on her body.

This time the battle with Auston was undoubtedly lost again. The strength of the other party and his own is not on the same level at all, whether it is the transformation efficiency of the mass energy conversion system, or the combat experience, Fatumai is far inferior to the mysterious old man. In order to find a way to deal with the other party, she applied to the organization yesterday to search for information about Auston, to find out what he had been through, but the final result was a big surprise: the maid had just told her in a regretful tone that the organization had mobilized almost all the people with high-level data clearance distributed all over the world, but nothing was found.

I just didn't find anything. The old man's name, date of birth, blood type, relatives, and so on were completely blank, as if there was no such person as Oston Ylan in the world. The organizational judgment is that the other party uses a pseudonym when communicating with the outside world, but Fatoumah does not think so: even if it is a pseudonym, the name Auston Ylang is not special, and with a huge population base, someone should be able to use it, but why can't they find anything?

Letting the hot water spill on herself, Fatuma pondered the question. Behind her, the maid rubbed her back with just the right amount of force, and the blood that had been on her body was rubbed off little by little, revealing the white skin hidden underneath.

"Miss Saint," said the maid behind her, still trying to talk to Fatuma as before, "have you received any notice? It seems that the whole base is under martial law......

"Definitely. You don't have enough authority to understand this, so do your job. ”

"Ah...... Sorry, I overstepped it. ”

Although there was no change in her expression, the maid's words made Fatuma feel a sense of anxiety rise in her heart: the "Black Sun" project is about to enter the second stage, and as one of the two footholds, the operation in Mongolia will soon begin. If I don't have the means to complete the task assigned to me by the general before I launch the attack......

Fatoumah suddenly stood up and turned off the shower. She dried herself as fast as she could, and changed into her new clothes.

In any case, the task must be completed as soon as possible.