"Mandatory Directive...... The deep sea state is lifted. Speed updates are waiting for you, oh () on it! ”

“…… Heart rate 73, high pressure 93, low pressure 65...... Signs of safety ......"

“…… Turn on the wake-up program......"

A faint pulse of electric shock woke Wu Chenghe, and he opened his eyes sharply to find himself lying in a warm, viscous liquid, screaming subconsciously, with only a dull whine in his throat.

What's going on? Shouldn't I have been blown up? Wu Seunghyuk's brain went blank, and his consciousness was still stuck at the moment of the explosion - the Libyan field hospital, the hysterical terrorists, the shockwave that shook the ground......

The entire reception hall was almost razed to the ground, how could he have survived? Did the god of fate finally give him a golden finger?

The liquid that soaked him was rapidly evaporating, the level of the liquid dropping, and soon dried up completely. Wu Chenghe took off the respirator in his mouth, gasped for breath, and found himself wearing a silver-gray jumpsuit, lying in a rectangular box shaped like a coffin, the lid of which was a translucent membrane, through which not very bright light could be seen. He raised his hand and tried to poke it with his fingertips, and the membrane made a slight "poof" sound, bursting like a soap bubble and disappearing.

The noisy alarm sound instantly rushed into the eardrums, Wu Chenghe had a "buzz-" sound in his head, and it took a long time to slowly hear the content of the alarm, which was a mechanical female voice: "Orange alert, orange alert, Gate D has been forcibly landed by unknown intruders, all passengers have been lifted from the deep sea state, please do not leave the hibernation cabin, fasten your seat belts, and wait for further instructions from the system." ”

Wu Chenghe felt a little dizzy, climbed out of the "coffin", and found himself standing in a long and narrow hall, the hall was five or six meters wide, very, very long, and hundreds of silver-gray "coffins" were neatly placed on both sides, like a big warehouse just now.

Where is this? Why am I here? Wu Chenghe was completely confused. The floor shook slightly, a bit like on an airplane, and he staggered a few steps to see people lying in the long boxes next to him, their faces visible through the semi-permeable membrane.

The eye level is a little wrong, it seems to have become shorter...... Wu Chenghe was inexplicably surprised, stretched out his hands in front of his eyes, and was surprised to find that he was a little smaller, and then looked at his feet, it seemed to be two sizes smaller, and he was stunned for two seconds, and a strange thought suddenly thundered into his mind like thunder - this didn't seem to be his body!

Brain transplant? Mechanization? Through? This golden finger is wide open, right? Rao is Wu Chenghe's imagination is rich and good at brain supplementation, but he was also stunned, touched his body with both hands, and became more and more sure that this was not his body - this body was thin and small, no more than 1.7 meters tall, weighing no more than 55 kilograms, and it didn't look like an adult at all. But he is obviously 28 years old, and he has served in the UN peacekeeping force for two years!

Wu Chenghe is going crazy!

He was not allowed to calm down, and the piercing alarm sounded again, and then, a rough male voice replaced the previous mechanical female voice, "Good evening, respected passengers, the public spaceship you are riding on the 'Mayflower' has now been fully taken over by the Free Revolutionary Army, please don't panic, we will have a pleasant journey in the next time!" ”

The Free Revolutionary Army? As a peacekeeper, Wu Chenghe has never heard of this name, so isn't this the earth?

And what is a "public spaceship"?

"Red alert, red alert." The mechanical female voice reminded again, "Attention all passengers, attention to all passengers, the dormancy has been fully lifted, everyone please move in the direction indicated by the orange arrow, and meet in the central hall within ten minutes." Repeat, the ship has been fully taken over by the Free Revolutionary Army, please be sure to follow all their orders and do not make unnecessary resistance to avoid casualties. ”

"Is it the Free Revolutionary Army?!" A fat man crawled out of the dormant pod beside Wu Chenghe, his eyes showed a frightened look, "Oh my God, we have been hijacked by terrorists, call the police!" He trembled and stretched out his left hand, and he didn't know how to get it, but the light in his palm flashed, and a light blue fluorescent screen appeared, and a red X was displayed on the screen.

"Oh my God! The internet is blocked! The fat man screamed, "There is no signal at all!" ”

One after another, others crawled out of the hibernation pod, and they reacted similarly to the fat man, first screaming in horror, then lighting up various light screens in the palms of their hands, and then looking at the red cross on it and screaming in despair.

Wu Chenghe didn't care about despair at all, he was already out of horror - what kind of technique is this? Holographic screens? Isn't that a scene that only appears in science fiction films? Such an awesome technique is not even widely used by the military, how can it be popularized by the people?

Still is...... Not "now" anymore?

Wu Chenghe instantly joined the ranks of despair - the dormant cabin, the semi-permeable membrane, the volatile mucus, the holographic screen of each person's hand, everything shows that this is an era of technological development far beyond the 21st century!

Mother, have I traveled to the realm of the future world?

It's good that you can't be blown up, but as soon as you cross over, you will be hijacked, which is completely the rhythm of the cheating father, do you want to die again? Wu Chenghe was dumbfounded.

However, the murderous "Free Revolutionary Army" did not give him time to digest the information at all, and in the midst of the noisy voices, the siren sounded again: "Repeat the alarm, all passengers must rush to the central hall within ten minutes, and when moving, please line up and follow the orange arrows to avoid stampedes." Five minutes have passed, and now the five-minute countdown begins, four minutes and fifty-nine seconds, four minutes and fifty-eight seconds......"

A line of bright orange holographic arrows floated in mid-air, indicating the direction of the central hall, and everyone looked at each other, all showing helpless and panicked looks, and slowly lined up and walked along the arrows.

Wu Chenghe walked out of the cabin where the dormant pod was located in the middle of the crowd, and entered the central hall along a silver-gray aisle, which was a bit like an opera house, with two floors, densely arranged with silver-gray metal seats, and a small platform opposite the door, where several big men in dark green military uniforms were standing on the platform, watching the passengers rushing in like hungry wolves.

Wu Chenghe was thin and small, mixed in with the crowd with his head down, completely inconspicuous, and soon found a seat near the corner and sat down.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I'm sorry to have caused you a little fright." The first dark-skinned terrorist raised his voice, "Please don't panic, now that the Mayflower has officially been taken over by the Free Revolutionary Army, we will ensure your personal safety to the fullest. ”

The passengers looked at each other in a panic and whispered, and the fat man next to Wu Chenghe trembled a little: "The Free Revolutionary Army...... These murderous maniacs who don't blink...... Oh, my God! A poor bastard like me, who is not even worth kidnapping for ransom, will definitely throw me into space like garbage, woo ......" The more he spoke, the more frightened he became, and he sobbed in a low voice.

As soon as he was bombed by a Libyan human bomb, he got on the robbers' thief ship, Wu Chenghe was in a much worse mood than him at the moment, but out of the doctor's temperament, he still comforted him softly: "Relax, take a deep breath, you're going to faint." Don't worry, someone will come to our rescue soon, but you have to make sure you're alive before you do. ”

His words seemed to have some kind of calming magic, the fat man looked into his eyes, adjusted his breathing according to the rhythm he instructed, and miraculously calmed down, his pupils slowly dilated, and his expression had a dreamlike relaxation: "You're right, I have to live first, you're right." While muttering to himself, he held his hand tightly, with a "Mom don't leave me" expression.

What's the situation? Wu Chenghe thinks it's a little strange, is it because my hypnotic skills have improved again?

Then the black kidnapper spoke: "Quiet! We are the Free Revolutionary Army, a democratic armed force established to oppose the dictatorship and tyranny of the Expeditionary Army, we come from the citizens, and we will never do anything to harm the citizens, please don't worry, as long as you do not make senseless resistance, we will ensure your safety to the greatest extent. ”

It turned out to be the space version of Chen Sheng and Wu Guang...... Wu Chenghe roughly deduced that this is an authoritarian country ruled by the "Voyage Army", and these guys are making a revolution, but they don't know why they want to hijack planes and kill the rich to help the poor? Or is it a horror deterrent?

As if to answer his question, the black version of Chen Sheng or Wu Guang continued: "The purpose of our operation is not aimed at you, you will soon be sent to the nearest space port, we are not kidnapping, nor blackmail, we have only one goal——"

Hearing that he could live, everyone fell silent, looking at him in panic and expectation, the black man paused for a moment, and said: "On this ship, there is a special guest, his father is the supreme commander of the Expeditionary Army, General Hannibal. Now, our request is simple, as soon as this special guest comes forward, the others will be set free right away! ”

The audience was in an uproar, and a bold middle-aged man trembled and said: "Big, big brother, as long as you connect to the main control system of this ship, you can check the list of all passengers, I, I think you can easily find him." ”

The black owl's eyes swept over the speaker, and he said, "Unfortunately, his name is not on the passenger list. ”

"Then he shouldn't be on this ship, right? Could it be that you are mistaken? ”

"The intel is exact, he's on this ship, among you, just using a false identity." The black man glanced at the audience, "Then, dear little Mr. Hannibal, for the safety of everyone's lives, please stand up." ”

The passengers eagerly looked around, and Wu Chenghe couldn't help but look left and right, but ten minutes passed, and the noise in the central hall became louder and louder, but no one stood up.

"Very well, it seems that little Mr. Hannibal is not as brave as his great father." The black man smirked and said, "Then let's help him." He strode off the platform, suddenly grabbed a skinny blonde girl in the front seat, pulled her by the hair and pulled her onto the platform, and with a movement of his right hand, a silver glittering pistol was aimed at her temple, "I'll count to ten, and if no one has come forward, I'll shoot her head!" ”

The girl let out a frightened scream, and the black man raised his voice: "There are four hundred and twenty-six passengers here, little Mr. Hannibal, if you stand up, they can all live, but if you insist on being a coward, then everyone will bury you, and of course, you will not live yourself!" ”

A fierce noise broke out in the hall, and Wu Chenghe was also anxious, if the legendary second generation of officials was a bad breed, then everyone would have to back him, as a freshly baked traverser, it was not easy for him to survive the explosion in Libya, but he didn't want to be shot by the kidnappers.

Will he be able to wear it back after the collapse of the story?

As for whether he himself will be the second generation of officials, Wu Chenghe hasn't thought much about it, after all, the chance of one in four hundred and twenty-six, that is still relatively slim.

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