Chapter 6: The Long Wait
Thanks to the policy of the Galaxy Defense Force, our captain Feng Qiu will always accompany us, and at this moment he is also fully armed and fully dressed and ready to set off with us, he is not very handsome and tall, but at this time, I found that he is the most trusted person in our group of recruits.
The first time we came here, there was a lot of talk along the way, and when we left, everyone was silent, everyone kept looking at their guns and checking their equipment, and I finally understood how the veterans felt when they had to wipe their guns three times a day.
We sat in the transport vehicle and watched Mars, an ordinary training base, slowly shrink in our field of vision, and felt a little sad in our hearts.
We boarded a Martian transport ship, spent three days crossing the Martian gate, and soon arrived at Pluto's "forward" departure base.
This departure base is a huge space city built around Pluto, and the transport ship slowly descends from orbit.
I looked down from the porthole, and the entire starport had become a sea of transports, and millions of people like me were waiting to set out from here to meet their fate.
As soon as the transports dropped us off and flew away again, we followed the passage to the square in the departure area, where there were many transports waiting to depart, and we didn't know which one we should take at that time.
The entire starport is in a closed environment, and we can temporarily take off our regular spacesuits and sit down in place.
Due to the lack of supply capacity in the whole star port, the temperature regulation system can only be maintained at the minimum, about minus 10 degrees, although we are wearing high-insulation underwear, but it is still very cold.
Feng Qiu motioned for everyone to eat. Coming out of the Mars base and thousands of miles away from home, we feel more and more lonely, and we also feel more and more dependent on our superiors, and we have more and more trust in our comrades.
Most of us are frugal on our own rations, and it will be very difficult to get to the front to get refilled.
I only nibbled on half of the bar, wrapped the rest and put it away, while Roy ate both days' worth in one go.
We waited here for more than three hours, and Captain Feng Qiu didn't know how long we had to wait, this was not a barracks, so he said that we could move freely.
Everyone relaxed, some people picked up the tablet to communicate with their family and girlfriends, and some people chatted in groups, but everyone was stomping their feet and shivering because it was too cold.
I chatted with Roy for a while, and I could tell that he was worried about the future, and I both fell silent, staring at the starport in distraction.
Our transports are lying quietly, probably because they are running out of fuel.
But the other side of the departure area was very busy, one after another large shuttles landed on the tarmac, opened the hatch, like a whale opened its big mouth, sucking countless soldiers in black military uniforms into their stomachs, and the commander of those soldiers violently urged his men to hurry up and get on the boat, not daring to delay for a second.
But the irony is that we are in a hurry waiting here while we are busy over there, which shows that the emergency recruitment and transfer of millions of people and the arrangement of the headquarters are also very chaotic.
We seemed to have been forgotten and waited here, and Roy and I were bored around the transports next to us, and there was one transport, whose hatch was still open, apparently interrupted in the middle of the loading, and through the leaking corners under the tarpaulin, we guessed that it was a ground-based high-energy particle cannon. These cannons, which have a range of thousands of kilometers, are an important fire support weapon for our infantry.
We waited here for 8 hours and still no one bothered us.
Captain Feng Qiu organized everyone to have dinner, and then gathered to do exercises, hoping to move our stiff bodies and lift our spirits, but compared to the continuous flow of soldiers over there to pull out the front line, our exercises here seemed a little funny.
The people of our class got along with each other through this time, and the relationship became more intimate.
Odjet from Mars has a strong personality and becomes our squad president, and Sallen is a pistachio who always tells jokes that make us laugh. And Bird is a coward, usually he gets the last place in every subject, and the rest is my inseparable good brother Roy.
Feng Qiu himself was a little cold and couldn't stand it, he also began to stomp his feet on the spot, cursing his superiors in a low voice, he had already asked for instructions three times, and each time the response was to stand still.
It was late at night, we were all very tired, desperately waiting for the order to go, but it seemed that there was no hope today, Feng Qiu told us that we could take out our sleeping bags to rest, but the military appearance must be strict and ready to go at any time, and the other thing is that it is strictly forbidden for anyone to smoke here.
None of us knew exactly when we would leave, including the captain, so it was a matter of choice whether or not to find a place to sleep, and Roy and I were adamant that we would do it tonight.
Because there are people coming and going all day, it is impossible to hang us here all the time, but the three of them disagreed, and hurried to take a good place under the transport, and fell asleep on the floor.
Roy and I had some conservatives who thought we would leave tonight, stubbornly believing that someone would come to tell us to go, although some of them stood with us because the good place to sleep was occupied and they had a good face.
But two hours passed again, and even Captain Feng Qiu found a place to sleep, and we found ourselves very stupid in our stubbornness.
The tarmac was huge, there were air leaks everywhere, and we couldn't keep warm by wearing spacesuits because the suit's automatic insulation would waste precious energy. So I had to look around for the remaining places to lay the floor.
I have never directly played the floor bunk since I was a child, and even during the days of training at the Mars base, I can at least sleep in a dormitory bed every day.
So when we finally found a sheltered position under the transport's engine, I felt very uncomfortable, and the floor was so hard that I couldn't sleep.
That tossing and turning night, I scolded the personnel in charge of the arrangement of the headquarters in my heart, and felt that it was too unfair to treat the soldiers in this way.
What I didn't know at the time was how comfortable it was to be able to sleep comfortably on the floor at this time compared to camping in the wild at minus 50 degrees Celsius......
Roy and I adjusted our sleeping positions repeatedly, only to find in vain that we couldn't fall asleep at all, and I stared blankly at the huge engines of the transport, wondering if I would sleep here, forgotten, and then tomorrow the transports would start up and I would be crushed to pulp.
In fact, in the early hours of the morning, I thought I hadn't fallen asleep, but in fact I had already taken a nap, and those uncomfortable feelings were dispelled away by the huge fatigue without a trace.
I occasionally woke up and found myself snoring in a very awkward position.
However, when we finally fell asleep, that is, around 5 a.m. Earth time, the order to assemble finally came down, and we dragged our aching bodies together and headed for the transport.
Just the night before departure, the long wait has worn out all our romantic fantasies about war.