Chapter 342: The military song is loud

As Zhang Yuan's speech was finished, almost all the onlookers gathered together in twos and threes and began to discuss in a whisper, and the voices became louder and louder, as expected, resulting in an extremely huge sensation!

“…… Old horse, how did you live? Is it really you?! It can't be a robot, right? ”

"your robot!"

"Do you remember when you were a kid, you pooped in class?"

"your...... However, I don't know what's going on, as soon as I open my eyes, I'm in this world, but now I can only live in a computer. ”

It's incredible that someone is using a mobile phone to communicate with people in the virtual world...... Truly incredible!

People can live in computers! Has humanity mastered such a technology?

Then, it came to the virtual world and the science popularization link of consciousness uploading.

The soldiers who have died in the past are expressing their feelings in the virtual world these days on the screen.

"Friends, feel ...... There isn't much difference. ”

It looks like a real resurrection, you can speak, you can walk, you can think, and even your memories have not changed!

Of course, they are not in the current world, but in the virtual world No. 13.

This feeling of being lost and regained makes all those who have lost their relatives and friends can't help but cry at the screen, no matter what, it's much better than actually dying. Only a small number of people, who have not found their relatives, are still crying there, and for these people, the government has sent special staff to appease them.

Diplomat Wang Junpeng touched his chin, not knowing how to describe this feeling.

A super project that has been hidden for so long, no matter how careful it is, there are some clues, especially when a large number of Gliese people enter the virtual world, how can this kind of implementation hide these diplomats?

When the speculation became true, he breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, he also understood the concern of the higher echelons of civilization.

He seemed to see that the game between idealists and humanity had already begun, and even today, all ordinary people were involved in the battlefield...... The war has reached a real fever pitch.

It's just that most people don't know it.

Including Xu Jie, who is a friend around him, and his wife, they are all discussing the resurrection of these soldiers, and the kind of virtual world that can be entered after aging and death...... Infinitely beautiful?

This kind of emotion, which is happy, doubtful, and worried, is very complicated, very complicated......

He silently turned his head and said softly: "Hey, I don't doubt the righteous spirit of idealists at all, I just suspect that the ugliness and snobbery of human nature will ruin this beauty." ”

"The USSR is a prime example, born in greatness and died in disgrace......"

He turned and walked into the darkness, an old song playing on his phone, lamenting the complexity and fragility of humanity itself.

……

When this speech is over, Kunlun Mountain is expected to start again on the next third day.

Since the entire spacecraft was originally designed in a distributed mode, and even the engines were also distributed, even if one-fifth of the area was destroyed, it would not affect the acceleration mode of gravitational navigation, nor would it affect the performance of the rest of the spacecraft.

But before the official departure, there is one last thing, to complete the aftermath of the war.

That is, the star burial ceremony of the remains of the fallen soldiers.

Although a large proportion of seriously injured patients were uploaded to emergency consciousness, more than a thousand soldiers died on the spot.

These unfortunate people are truly dead, and there is no way to save them......

The most precious thing for people is life, and in order to protect their mothership, these soldiers have lost their most precious things, and this spirit is enough to be celebrated.

Therefore, whether it is a show or a morale boost, this time the star funeral ceremony is quite grand. Some of the people in the crowd had already cried into tears, and all the soldiers present sent each other with military salutes.

Zhang Yuan, on the other hand, was silent, staring at the distant starry sky......

The trumpeter shouted loudly ahead.

"Salute!"

"Silence!"

The impact of the war is far-reaching and long-lasting, and if people can't survive mentally, they have to go back to being turtles with shrunken heads, and all plans fail; Survive the sea and the sky, and complete a transformation from the spiritual level.

A writer who watched the entire ceremony of the star burial wrote in his work: "...... This period of suffering history can fully satisfy all the romantic fantasies of a man. This war was born out of a cold, dark void where no matter or hope could be seen. ”

"The evil alien civilization is trying to seize the mothership of mankind, and with better technical means, it has choked the throat of mankind! But the flames of revolt ignited the Kunlun Mountain, accompanied by the angry roar of the nuclear bomb - it was the signal of a human counterattack! ”

"The most earth-shattering war in the history of a new civilization was born, and no war could be compared to its vigor. This is a heroic army that, in the absence of electronic communications, dragged out time with its own life. ”

“…… Although Kunlun Mountain is big, we have no way to retreat, and behind us are all the people! ”

"Perhaps, hundreds of thousands of years later, this period of history can indeed become a valuable asset."

In the distant sky, the military song is loud and loud, representing the strong will of human beings to explore distant places.

"Let the fire of revolution burn in the whole universe,

Destroy the Cathedral Prison.

From the center of the galaxy to beyond the astrolabe,

Hey, among the stars, humans are the most powerful.

Warriors of humanity, polish your bayonets,

Hold the gun tightly in your hand.

We should all fight more and more tenaciously,

and the enemy to the death.

Death on the battlefield......"

In a loud military song, the bones of these soldiers turned into raging fire. The ashes are scattered into the sea of stars, everything comes from the stars, and everything goes from the stars, which is the ultimate destination of all life.

Zhang Yuan also felt that his eyes were sour, and many times he would feel confused and frightened, especially when this sudden war appeared, he also wondered if human beings were still too immature.

Perhaps, in another three to five hundred years, it will be easier for human beings to come out and explore again.

But soon he will come back to his senses, because according to the estimation of the historiography of the new civilization, mankind will not be able to wait three to five hundred years.

Every step of human beings is difficult, especially after Zhao Qingfeng and other older generations enter the virtual world, he is already the oldest generation, and he must pass on the spirit and will of his ancestors.

Thinking like this, he suddenly coughed violently.

"What's wrong with you?" Lin Xuanxuan hurriedly helped him, "Do you want to go to the hospital for a check-up?" ”

"It's nothing," Zhang Yuan shook his head and smiled reluctantly, "It's just that I overused myself when I beat the aliens, and I haven't recovered yet." ”

"Don't worry, the beating of the other party is really relieving......"

Lin Xuanxuan was silent and didn't speak for a long time.

As the memorial service progressed, not only many people at the scene shed tears, but also the people in the Kunlun Mountains who watched through TV also felt the same emotion......

Deep and sad.

Goodbye, brothers, thank you for your protection.

We will not disappoint your expectations, and if there is an afterlife, you will be able to see a more powerful civilization.

Certain!