Sister Mengmeng instantly understood, this is the meaning of running away.

She could understand the idea, and civilians were not obliged to accompany them to life and death, but: "Unfortunately, there is no safe place to evacuate at this time." The number of rebels on the Martian ground is unknown, the status of the bases is unknown, and we have nowhere to go. ”

"The chief is joking, of course there is a safe place to evacuate." The man smiled and pointed upward: "Isn't the earth the safest place?" This year's Earth Fire window hasn't passed yet. ”

What?

The operators all looked at the man, and some couldn't help but say: "Comrades are still on Mars, and there are still people who have been attacked by the rebels, you want us to be deserters?" ”

Shi Tiezhu also looked over.

He didn't rush to reprimand, but said in a deep voice: "This comrade, are you a party member?" ”

The middle-aged man hurriedly explained: "Don't get me wrong, I don't want to be a deserter. I know that this is not the time to think about personal gain or loss. In fact, I also went to the front line for medical assistance during World War III, and I am definitely not a bad breed. ”

Hearing him say this, many people's faces softened slightly.

The middle-aged man continued: "My children are already working, my parents have also been sent away by me, and I have nothing to worry about. If it were just me, I would never run away, even if I died, I would be a martyr. You see. ”

He lifted his clothes, and there was a scar on his stomach: "This is the wound I was wounded by a bullet when I was doing medical assistance, and I am really not afraid." ”

Shi Tiezhu nodded, it was indeed a bullet mark, and what this man said didn't look like a lie.

"But there are a lot of young people on board the Advance. They are still young, they are still little girls, or they have young children in the family. I don't care, but I have to think about them, I have to think about their families and children. ”

The middle-aged man said earnestly, and the soldiers also hesitated.

What this man said does have a point.

The people's army for the people.

What to do? Everyone looked at Sister Mengmeng, and she could only decide.

Sister Mengmeng's expression was calm.

One is because she has seen too many storms, and the other is because she has considered a strategy for both: "This director, thank you for your advice. The Advance now—"

Before he finished speaking, suddenly something happened again.

Just a boom? The Forward suddenly shuddered. The computer is buzzing with the police? The red light flashed to indicate damage to the ship's hull.

"What's going on?"

"Report? The Advance was hit by a high-speed object? Suspected of being a meteorite! ”

"Why wasn't there an early warning?"

"The reason is unknown!"

Knock knock, talking kung fu? The Advance vibrated again, twice in a row.

Shi Tiezhu listened to this voice? Suddenly, he said like a heart: "No? This is not a meteorite, this is shelling. ”

"Shelling?" The listeners were incredulous: "You mean, someone is shooting at us on Martian Earth?" But the shells can't correct their course like cruise missiles, so how can they hit the Advance, which is constantly changing its trajectory? And we are not locked by the radar? How could it be shelling? ”

Knock knock? The advance continued to tremble, and Shi Tiezhu was very sure: "You can't be wrong, this is definitely an artillery bombardment." It seems that the other side has mastered a way to accurately hit us without relying on radar locking. ”

The huge Advance won't be destroyed in one or two hits, but it certainly won't do by just taking a beating.

The operators maneuvered urgently to avoid the attack, but the invisible shelling followed? You can't hide from it. The Advance doesn't have an energy shield like that, and the shelled hull is constantly shattering? Soon he was covered in bruises.

Everyone was amazed, what kind of weapon was it? How did you attack us? The driving force behind this? Who the hell is it?

Eighteen minutes ago.

When the guide is still flying.

Below on the surface of Mars, in an underground base.

A man is moving.

Obviously just waved his hand and twisted his waist? But this man is doing it with great interest? Or even excited? It's like a new life.

The man looked to be less than forty years old, but a closer look at his facial features showed that he was the same lieutenant in his sixties as before.

"Success, really success, I'm really twenty years younger!" The lieutenant made an ambitious plan while adapting to his body: "I feel that my evolutionary potential has not yet peaked, I can continue to strengthen, and I can become younger!" ”

"When the time comes, I will have the experience of being sixty years old and the body of a thirty year old, and I will not be afraid of anyone in the world!"

"Even if I wanted to replace him, I wasn't completely hopeless."

Thinking of this, the adjutant looked at the middle of the hall, where there was a cabin made of steel, which was oval and mixed like a silkworm cocoon, as if symbolizing the miracle of breaking the cocoon into a butterfly.

Looking at this iron cocoon, the adjutant's eyes lit up with a glimmer of eagerness.

The butterfly after breaking the cocoon is of course beautiful, but what if the cocoon is smashed before it is broken? The adjutant suddenly thought of a creature in nature, the bee. A bee colony can only have one queen, and if both pupa have the qualifications of a queen, then the one born first will not hesitate to bite his sister to death.

Now, it seems that I broke out of the cocoon first...... In that case, why not......

Whew——

There was a sound like a deflating valve, and the steel cocoon opened a crack, and a lot of steam came out, and a hand suddenly grasped the edge of the iron cocoon.

There was a creak, the heavy iron door was pushed open, and in the hazy steam, a man stepped out of it.

This is a man who does not see his age.

Look energetic, like twenty years old. Look mature, like thirty years old. Looking at the eyes, it looks like a ninety-year-old, a hundred-year-old.

But no matter how special the aura on his body was, his appearance was almost impeccable. He is more than 1.9 meters tall, with well-proportioned and coordinated proportions, golden muscles, and a face carefully carved by Renaissance masters.

Sword eyebrows and starry eyes are not enough to describe his handsomeness.

Yushu is in the wind, which is not enough to describe his demeanor.

The scattered steam blew his hair, and the thick and long black hair spread all the way from the back of his head to his waist, but it did not look a little girly at all, only made people feel wild and inexplicably noble.

Seeing this perfect human body, the adjutant's eyes flashed with a trace of jealousy, a trace of regret for missing the opportunity, and then turned into caution and humility. He hid all his thoughts, and only showed just the right amount of envy and respect on his face: "Commander, congratulations on your rejuvenation and perfect transformation." ”

"Hmm." From an old man in his last years to such a sudden change, the mood of this mysterious commander must be extremely happy.

But there was no excitement on his face, only blandness, a calmness that everything was planned.

Then he raised his head and looked in the direction of the sky: "The Advance has not fallen yet?" ”

"We've launched a guide—" The adjutant paused for a moment, heard something, and then lowered his head deeply: "I'm sorry commander, the missile was intercepted by the other party, and the people we arranged seemed to have been killed by Shi Tiezhu." ”

"I knew that the waste wasn't going to work." The mysterious commander was calm: "To launch a gravity artillery attack, be sure to kill the stone iron pillar." There can be no more perfect evolutionary existence ahead of us. ”