"Don't keep wiping that gun of yours. Pen~Fun~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Oh, please, I haven't seen that gun more than a meter away from you since it was sent! A private stands in front of a pool table with a pool cue and watches as a private sits on a bed and reloads the magazine of a spinning back-pull sniper rifle.

"I have a hunch that I'm going to have a mission." Private 1st Class did not raise his head, still there with bullets.

"Oh God. Frank, I said that your brain is not funny, where will you use us motorized infantry in space defense operations? Come and play billiards together. ”

"Forget it, I'm not interested in that."

"And what are you interested in?"

"Women and guns."

"These two things are completely incompatible!" Private exclaimed loudly.

"But it's harmonious in me."

"Forget it, it's boring." The private stopped talking to Frank and turned to the pool table and continued to play billiards. It was just a small episode in the noisy infantry lounge, and no one would deliberately pay attention to a corner.

Frank stared at the rifle in his hand. This is an undisclosed product from Barrett, customized by the Admiralty to Barrett, Barrett-ASS-UP-A1T, the full name of Barrett-ADVANCEDSNIPESYSTEM. Barrett's advanced sniper system, because it is only a light sniper rifle, weighs only 5.4 kilograms, but the total length reaches 1.67 meters. This gun is really the king of guns, its effective range reaches an astonishing 3,000 and 39 meters, of course, this number is measured in a vacuum, he is specially designed for a weightless environment or vacuum environment, and it is not as good as some open sniper rifles when used on the ground, but most of the motorized infantry on the fleet is to fight in a vacuum, and the resistance of the air and the interference of the wind can be ignored, which also makes the accuracy of this rifle amazingly high. Its power is also as amazing as his range, at a distance of 800 meters, it can penetrate a hardened steel plate up to 10.1 centimeters thick in one hit, which is already better than the Battle-M82A1 in terms of power, it stands to reason that a rifle of this power is forbidden to be used by people, but if you think about the enemies that the fleet is facing now, you can figure it out, those aliens can't all be counted as humans, although they haven't been tested, but if you think about it, you can know that there is reproductive isolation between humans and aliens.

The Battle-ASS-UP-A1T uses a 0.5 armor-piercing high-explosive heavy sniper bullet that weighs 100 grams in a single bullet, and the sharp bullet can effectively penetrate the alien's energy shield and explode inside his body. Although this theory has not been tested in real combat, the results of computer simulations have confirmed that this can happen. The recoil produced when the bullet explodes is extremely strong, and when designing the prototype gun, the recoil can even shatter the bulletproof glass, and this extremely high recoil is naturally not equipped with the infantry, but the Admiralty is reluctant to design the previous one, so the directors of the board of directors spent a high price to ask the famous weapon design master to renovate, and finally the master only changed the barrel to solve this problem. Each 0.5 magazine can be loaded with five such rounds, plus the full weight of the magazine is fed 700 grams, which is not a small weight, in order not to limit the basic combat capabilities of the infantry, the Admiralty and the fleet at the same time stipulated that snipers should carry no more than three magazines.

But apparently, Frank, who had been reloading for nearly twenty minutes, did not take this rule seriously, and Frank, who boasted of his superior strength, would not show off his toned muscles to the female nurse in the infirmary, and won a burst of exclamation. Can't you even hold a few magazines with such power? These are the exact words of Frank himself.

It was a magazine neatly placed next to Frank, and the rest of the work was calibration. His gun had to be serviced almost every day, so it was not allowed to be wiped again, but the red sight and seventeen-fold scope needed to be calibrated all the time, and it was not difficult to calibrate it.

The helmet that Frank was wearing, connected the high-frequency data cable on the sniper rifle to the connector on the side of the helmet, and the previous simple firearm data had become extremely comprehensive at this time, and the framing in the sniper scope was displayed on the tactical glasses that came with the helmet. Frank clicked the auto-calibration button, and the entire advanced sniper system began to self-test, which was not long at all, and the inspection was completed in just a few minutes. Frank stepped down and looked at the clock hanging on the wall. The wartime clock has become a countdown, and with five hours to reach its destination, it seems that there is still time to play.

"Hey, bro, give me a pole." Frank put the gun next to the bed and stood up.

"There are no women here, and there are no guns."

"You're serious, I was kidding."

"Let's have a beer." The private handed over a glass of beer, and Frank drank it all, laughing twice:

"Cool! Let's show you what a master ball skill is! ”

Frank took a cue from the private's hand, and without aiming, he threw a bucket directly into the pool table, and the white ball rolled forward quickly, hitting the colored ball marked twelve, and the colored ball fell into the bottom pocket with a thud. There was a cheer and cheers all around.

"I remember you said you didn't like billiards?" Private looked at Frank, who was looking at the table, thinking about which ball to hit next.

"I said, I was joking." Then the club moved forward again, and the number 11 ball rolled into the middle pocket. There was another cheer all around.

Compared with the cheerfulness of the infantry lounge, the bridge on the "Stalingrad" is unusually dignified.

"The latest battle report, the destroyer 'Dick' in the rear of the fleet was hit by a nuclear reactor and exploded, and the surrounding ships are salvaging survivors." The colonel's adjutant stood beside Ye Zifeng, "Sir, this is the fourth ship we have lost." ”

"Is there a war, there will always be death, what kind of war is the undead called." Ye Zifeng said lightly, "Let them step up the rescue, and after the rescue is completed, let the people from the Admiralty's ground control center open the defense network to locate and make a short-distance jump, so they will always be caught up." ”

"However, will they detect the quantum microwave interference vulnerability by making the jump here?"

"No, the quantum microwaves will be filled in the moment they disappear, and they can't be as accurate as mine." Ye Zifeng: I turned the page of the novel in my hand in the captain's seat.

"Sir, there's new news." One of the captains shouted, "The right wing of the 'Brave' is damaged, and I request that it be repositioned to the front of the fleet for repairs." ”

"Approved. Let them move faster. It was positioned so that the surrounding battleships were evenly divided. Ye Zifeng still didn't mean to put down the book.

The colonel's adjutant finally couldn't stand it anymore: "Sir, now you're fighting!" ”

"yes, and then?" Ye Zifeng finally put down the book and looked at the adjutant.

"And then? We need your command. ”

"The order has been given, and now the main thing is to reach the defensive orbit of Jupiter. Report on the rescue of the Dick. ”

"The latest scan confirmed that there were no vital signals or distress signals in the area of fact. The rescue has been completed. ”

"Is there any news from the people in the ground control center?"

"There is news, the channel has been opened, and they remind that the jump must be fast."

"Well, herald the ships. Jump in ten seconds, EVA, calculate the time it will take. Ye Zifeng looked at the armrest of the captain's seat.

EVA looked helpless and shook her head: "Didn't you learn when you were in school?" Don't tell me you didn't pay well. ”

"I really didn't pay well to the lectures. Otherwise, how can you fail the assessment three times in a row? ”

"・・・・・・ I can't help you. It took 0.12 seconds. Such a short distance at full speed is normal, and it only takes a week. ”

"Then it's too late. Go ahead and get busy with yours. ”

"Then I'll go, let's hope everything goes well." EVA SIGHED AND DISAPPEARED IN A FLASH. Ye Zifeng turned his head to look at the bridge, and the atmosphere in the bridge instantly made Ye Zifeng feel that something was wrong.

"See what I'm doing? Get to work. Cancel the confirmation of the previous customized formation, and send the new formation plan to each ship. ”

"Yes, sir." The colonel's adjutant answered, turned to leave, and at the same time thought to himself, is it really okay to let such a young man who can even fail the assessment command?

Although this question exists in the hearts of every crew member in the bridge, no one will ask this question at all, not because they dare not, but because this question has an answer at all, and it is deeply imprinted in the hearts of no one. A year ago, in the twelfth solar system defense battle, the opponent used three-dimensional combat tactics and did not pass through the defensive orbit of each planet, and the "Nibelungen" fleet was ordered to attack for space defense operations, but the newly appointed fleet commander made a series of low-level mistakes, resulting in the "Nibelungen" fleet participating in the Jupiter defense network operation almost completely wiped out. After that, Ye Zifeng, who had just been in office for a year, ignored the strong interference of the Admiralty and insisted on mobilizing one-tenth of the "Stalingrad" fleet through his three-S authority to rescue and take the last three warships of the "Nibelungen" fleet out of the war zone. That operation was the worst loss since the establishment of the fleet, after the war, two hundred and seventy-nine warships of various types were destroyed in the Jupiter Defense Network operation, according to the average of 1,000 crew members on each battleship, a total of 290,000 people were killed in this operation, these people were recruited by the Admiralty on Earth through various anonymous methods, and it was too late to protect, so Anthony was all consumed in this operation. In the end, the Admiralty even put forward a proposal to abolish the establishment of the "Nibelungen" fleet and banished Anthony to the Laurel Forward Base to see the Nitrogen-13 mining base. But this proposal was jointly suppressed by Ye Zifeng and Feng Fengxiang, and in the end, it was not resolved. The Admiralty even drew fifty warships from each of the three remaining fleets to fill the "Nibelungen" fleet.

For a while, Ye Zifeng's various rumors quickly spread in the fleet, after all, with thirty destroyers and frigates, he could defeat an enemy twenty-seven times his size, which was not something that every fleet commander could do.

"The jump is ready." A second lieutenant reported.

"The jump begins!" Ye Zifeng ordered.

"The jump engine is running, it's expected that there are five seconds left for the jump to start, four, three, ready, the jump starts!" The ensign pushes the photonic entity virtual regulator lever projected by the 3D projector on his right hand to the end of the scale bar. Located at the front of the "Stalingrad" super aircraft carrier, the jump engine of gigabit energy that has been preheated begins to rumble loudly, and the particles in the quantum reactor accelerate in the accelerator tube to gradually exceed the speed of light, which is the so-called medium particle faster-than-light phenomenon. The space-distorting forces generated at the speed of light pass through a rigid tempered glass tube tube into the hermetically sealed gathering chamber, which is then led by the generator to the exterior of the battleship, creating a jump fault entrance large enough for the massive Stalingrad to pass through. "Stalingrad" slowly approached. The other warships in the fleet did the same, and for a time the entrances to the circular fault space of different sizes spread out in a star field.

The bridge of the cruiser "Endless Wisdom".

"Commander, the enemy's warships have spread out a ten-degree jump fault, and we can't determine their destination." An alien in white armor looks at the image on the console and reports to Wood, who is sitting in the captain's seat.

Indeed, the data generated by all the results of the 10-dimensional jump space fault is garbled, a phenomenon known as the unpredictability of the future, which also makes the database on the alien warship always unaware of the destination that humans are going to jump to.

"It seems that the quantum microwave has been opened up the channel, quickly, notify the ships to immediately enter the jump space for the jump."

"However, Commander, this level of passage can only enable the battleship to enter the ten dimensions, and the eleventh dimensional jump cannot be achieved."

"Then reduce the frequency of the vibrations and open the entrance to the ten-dimensional jump fault."

"But we don't know where they're going."

"Then set the jump destination to the Holy Land."

"But if the quantum microwave interference doesn't go away, we'll be forced to re-enter from the outside of this galaxy."

"Damn! You just can't figure out a way to catch up with these damn humans! ”

"The technical constraints are too great, and I can't do it. Ah, the jump fault entrance closes, and quantum microwaves fill the vacancies. The white-armored alien watched as the black areas of the screen were filled with purple matter around them.

"Ahh I'm! If it weren't for the face of a Karachi worm, I would have killed you as a spy. ”

"Yes, Commander." The white-armored alien didn't dare to say anything more, turned around and continued his work, at which point Captain Deldo returned to the bridge.

"I heard your roar, Wood, I warned you to calm down." Ulder got up from the captain's seat and stepped aside, and Deldo sat down in the captain's seat, "What just happened?" ”

"The quantum microwave interference set by humans opened a gap for him, but this idiot missed the opportunity." Ulder said indignantly pointing to the back of the white-armored alien.

"Forget it, Ulder." Deldo pressed Woolde's raised arm down, "This is not an opportunity, we can't take it." Give the order to let the fleet move on. ”

There was already some anger in Ulde's eyes at this time, he was already disgusted by this hall master who could be absolutely calm in the face of the facts, but at this time he had not yet reached the point of usurping the throne, so Uld bowed respectfully.

"By the way, Wood, I suggest you go back and join the presbyterian practice, which will calm your mind."

"Obey the Divine Commandment, Master. May the truth be with you. Ulder left the bridge.

"May the truth be with you." Lord Deldor's response was the same.

"What is this!" Jim looked at a bunch of dashboards full of quirky characters and screamed unconsciously.

"I really didn't expect this." Nicholas also stood behind Jim helplessly.

Jim and Nicholas's previous plan was seamless, but the scene in front of them seemed to confirm the ironclad rule that Skynet was restored without leaking. The eyes are full of patterned characters composed of straight lines and curves, which greatly surprised the two of them.

"It seems that the pilot has been in office for too long, and he will only obey orders." Jim climbed down the ladder to get off the Halo, took out two No. 2 plasma rifles from the airtight box next to the ladder, and handed one to Nicholas, who was climbing down.

"It doesn't seem accurate to obey orders on you, why are we here, isn't it because of you?" Nicholas jumped off the Halo fighter plane, and as a result, Jim handed over the second plasma rifle, and complained to Jim at the same time.

"But you didn't refute it, did you? Now is not the time for infighting, and I don't mind a fight with you if I make it back alive. Jim didn't look at Nicholas, but looked around in the hangar.

"Then I'll have to go back first. Let's talk, what did you find? And what's the plan? Nicholas sighed.

"I'm wondering, what if this ship is captured?" Jim propped his chin in his right hand and struck his usual contemplative pose.

"What!" When Nicholas heard his thoughts, he was immediately startled, "Just the two of us? ”

"Of course not!" Jim turned, "Think about it, what is the communication radius of the 'Night Stalker'?" ”

"Ten kilometers. It's common sense! Nicholas couldn't help but feel sad that he was with a teammate who was as blank as a pig's brain in terms of common sense.

"Then you say, if we try to modify the microwave transmitter, turn up the power, and send the signal when it is closest to the fleet warship, then how do you say the fleet will react?"

"There are two kinds, one is that they immediately send a rescue force to pick us up, and the other is that they think the signal is a decoy and ignore it. But there will be no situation where troops will be sent to capture the ship. ”

"Don't be so desperate, there's hope to get out of here. Come on, man, cheer up, we're going back to fixing the radio. ”

Nicholas tightened his grip on his rifle and followed Jim's back to the hangar where he had landed, not forgetting to destroy the remaining three Halo fighters with the last few fragmentation grenades. The pinkish-purple firelight reflected the somewhat dim hangar, and Nicholas watched as the last door closed before his eyes, and a white light illuminated the last slit before the door closed.

There was a soft "poof" sound, and the door closed.

"Hey, let's go, we're going to meet the right first contact in a minute." Jim turned to look at Nicholas, who was motionless.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" Jim patted Nicholas on the shoulder hard, and Nicholas slowly turned around, and a long needle-like object glowing with pure white light pierced Nicholas's abdomen, and a red blood made the white spacesuit red.

"Hey, what's going on! It's okay, don't play caesarean section! You're an American! Nicholas's body softened at Jim's shouts, and Jim hurriedly picked up Nicholas' backward body, allowing Nicholas to lean against the wall beside him.

"Damn it! Can't you save me peace of mind! Jim hurriedly pulled out a roll of bandages, a bottle of self-healing foam, and a tetanus shot from the disposable medical bag of the space suit.

"It may hurt, you bear with it." Jim unfastened Nicholas' spacesuit and took it off, then ripped the sleeve of Nicholas' uniform, then pulled the sheath of the tetanus injection, pierced the needle into Nicholas's vein, and slowly pushed the piston back down. Jim shook the gas bottle filled with self-healing foam, and then forcefully pulled out the long white needle that pierced Nicholas's abdomen, and the blood sprayed out at once, Nicholas frowned and leaned forward.

"Dude, you must hold on!" Jim quickly sprayed self-healing foam into the wound to fill the wound, this healing drug with high polyester synthetic protein can speed up wound healing, help defend against foreign bacteria, and even form a hard scab to help form new skin in the wound. To prevent the self-healing foam from coming out, Jim wrapped a roll of bandages around Nicholas's wound, and then let out a sigh of relief, took a few steps back and leaned against the wall.

"Honestly man, I kind of regret it." Jim began to talk to himself, but Nicholas was not listening, so he kept talking.

"Originally, I thought I was not afraid of heaven and earth, but I didn't expect it. I'm scared now. I'm kind of scared that you're going to die like this. You know man, if you're here again, you're going to have to cremate and eject your ashes into space. I couldn't find it even if I wanted to find it. That's really evaporation. Then the Admiralty scraps went to your house with a copy of your information and said to your wife, 'I'm really sorry, your lover was in a car accident on the road, and there are no bones, this is the company's compensation to the family, and I hope you will accept it.' 'Fuck! It must be so! It's really unclear that the death is not in vain. ”

Jim shook the rifle in his hand: "These damn aliens! ”

"Alright." Nicholas said a little weakly, "It seems that if you say this, I can't die if I want to." ”

"That's it, you're dead, Americans are like that."

"Where did you hear that, I don't know."

"Fleet internal network, you should learn how to use a computer."

"What are you doing with that? It's enough to be able to use the ones in the 'Night Stalker'. ”

"Trust me, you'll want to learn. And ・・・・・・"

"Knock"

A muffled sound came from behind the airtight hatch.

"They're knocking." Nicholas turned his head to the airtight door.

"Haven't they learned what politeness is?" Jim shouted at the clanging airtight door.

"Let's go, you go, don't take me with you. Hope that plan of yours succeeds. Nicholas looked at Jim and whispered as he picked up the rifle beside him.

"What stupid are you talking about!" Jim yelled and stepped forward to pull Nicholas up, "Do you think I'm going to leave you behind?" ”

"No, you won't!" Nicholas shouted with the last of his strength, "But I didn't think about it, my spacesuit is torn, and there is only one way to go into the vacuum. ”

"This ・・・・・・," Jim was speechless, but still didn't give up the idea of taking Nicholas out of here, "there will always be a way, anyway, don't stay here yet." ”

With that, Jim stepped forward and put Nicholas on his shoulder, and walked to the other end of the same way.

"Put me down, there's the airtight hatch over there, you can go quickly." Nicholas was still trying to persuade Jim to give up on him and leave him behind. But Jim's heart was filled with an obsession at this time. I brought Nicholas in, and I'm going to bring him back, definitely!

Thinking like this, the arm holding Nicholas not only did not let go, but pulled it tighter and tighter.

The airtight hatch on the other side seemed to be a little unable to support the beating of those aliens, and a trace of cracks began to appear on the door leaf of the airtight hatch, and it was getting bigger and bigger. The central revolving lock of the door also began to loosen due to the vibration of the impact, and it seemed that it would not take long to come loose.

"It looks like it's going to be stepped up, hurry up and put on your spacesuit, I have a way to seal the hole in your spacesuit." Jim leaned Nicholas to the side of the wall and pulled out a can of C7 foam bombs from his weapon belt for exploding.

"Hey, what are you going to do? Suicide bombers? Nicholas, who had just put on his space suit, was startled when he saw the foam bomb in Jim's hand.

"Why are you so surprised? When solidified, this thing can form a protective layer with good air tightness. And this thing won't detonate because of the low air pressure, so you can rest assured. Jim tore open the disposable medical bag on Nicholas's spacesuit, took out the bandage inside, and wrapped it tightly around the hole in Nicholas's spacesuit, allowing it to be evenly sprayed with a layer of C7 foam bombs. The C7 foam bomb solidifies almost as soon as it is ejected, silently gluing the gaps in the spacesuit together. Jim then wrapped the remaining bandages around the C7 Foam Bomb to prevent the impact of foreign objects from detonating the C7 Foam Bomb. When all this was done, Jim picked up his rifle.

"It's okay to hurt."

"No problem, I feel like I've scabbed." Nicholas also raised his rifles, and the muzzles of the two men pointed directly at the airtight hatch that had been knocked open.

As soon as they rushed in, he immediately opened the airtight behind him through the door. Those damn aliens shouldn't be wearing spacesuits. Jim gestured to the switch button on the right side of Nicholas' body. Nicholas nodded and did not speak.

"Bang", there was a loud bang, and the poor airtight hatch finally couldn't support the violent impact, and was smashed to pieces in the loud noise. At the same time as the airtight hatch shattered, pink-purple electric sparks flashed a few times like snakes in the fragments of the airtight hatch, and then there was no more movement. There was no figure on the other side of the open door.

"What's going on?" Jim didn't dare to relax, still aiming at the door, his body swaying back and forth.

"There are more of them on both sides." Nicholas's face began to sweat from pain and tension.

"If it were you, what would you do after that?"

"Pitcher grenade."

The shaking bodies of the two suddenly stopped, looked at each other, and shouted in unison: "Hide!" ”

Two grenades flashing blue energy ripples were thrown in from the doorway, and Jim and Nicholas lunged at the crates on both sides at the same time, hiding behind them and curling up.

"Bang bang". The sound of a plasma energy overload explosion sounded, black smoke slowly rising from the blast area, and the sound of metal-to-metal footsteps coming from the other side of the tunnel.

"I'll cover, you open the door!" Jim shouted at Nicholas.

"Wait, we'll talk about it when we get closer!" Nicholas replied loudly. Both of them got up from behind at the same time, aimed at the enemy and pulled the trigger. Although the accuracy of this rifle is not as high as that of a general-purpose recoiled rifle, and the speed of ammunition is slow enough to dodge it, but the kind of plasma energy projectile with extremely high kinetic energy and scorching function at the same time is incomparable to any kind of individual weapon of human beings, except for the electromagnetic railgun or bazooka.

It seems that this group of aliens has a higher combat quality, and there is no panic in the face of the dense barrage, two aliens stepped forward to block the barrage with energy shields, while the rest of the aliens found cover and hid. The plasma energy bomb is far less capable of weakening the energy shield than the lead core kinetic energy bullet, and Jim and Nicholas fired continuously for more than ten seconds, which was enough to overload an alien's energy shield into red, but in the end, it did not shatter.

The two crouched behind cover, the jelly-like self-plastic substance in the overheated rifle-burning spacesuit began to liquefy, and the two hurriedly put their rifles aside.

"What to do, so you can't tell when the door will open." Nicholas whispered to Jim.

"They shouldn't have rushed over so quickly if they were so cautious. Listen to the footsteps. ”

"That's all it can be."

The sound of metal footsteps came again, and sure enough, as Jim expected, the other party's caution made them not move forward too quickly, the average interval between each part was five seconds, counting the height of these aliens before was about one meter nine, each step should be about one point and one meter, and then counting this passage is about fifty meters long, it will take less than two hundred and twenty-eight seconds for these aliens to walk here, and it will be about four minutes to get here.

"What to do after that, how to get the attention of those bastards, you know that when you come up, you're going to be burned into the air, I don't think I'm harder than those boxes." Nicholas seemed a little urgent, the previous calculations were just three seconds of quick calculations in the eyes of these high-achieving students with various doctorates, and the answers could be obtained in minutes and seconds.

"It's so simple." Jim smiled mysteriously, picked up the tetanus needle he had just thrown to his side, and shook it at Nicholas.

"What? Do you want to be humanitarian before you die? Are you going to give them an injection? ”

"Of course not."

"And what are you going to do?"

Jim took out the unused C7 foam bomb again, sprayed the foam bomb onto the tetanus injection, and waved it at Nicholas: "How's that, I'm smart." ”

"Then hurry up and plug in the fuse, there are seven seconds left to break the final limit."

"Got it, don't rush me." Jim reached into his pocket with his gloved hand and touched it, his face getting paler.

"What's wrong with you, your face is not very good, did you get shot too!" Nicholas yelled anxiously at Jim.

"The fuse, it's gone." Jim's tone stiffened.

"What!" Nicholas yelled, "I can't help you." ”

"You have a fuse?" Jim's face softened slightly.

"No, but I have this." Nicholas pulled out a blue-purple plasma grenade from behind him, "Tell me about the foam bomb!" ”

Jim's face turned pale again: "No, that was the last time I heard it." ”

"Damn it." Nicholas cursed.

The footsteps grew louder and louder, and Jim and Nicholas even heard the metal impact of the rifles in the aliens' hands colliding with the armor on their bodies.

"Just shake them a little!"

"Yes!"

"Wait a minute, I'll throw the grenade out, and you'll suppress the shot!"

"No problem." Jim grabbed the rifle beside him.

Nicholas pressed the detonator button on the plasma grenade, and the grenade went into five-second detonation mode.

"Ready, three, two, one, go!" Nicholas threw the grenade back, and the grenade slashed through a blue arc before exploding in the air. The alien forces were taken aback by the sudden blow. Jim, of course, will not give up this opportunity, immediately get up, do not aim, pick up the rifle and pull the trigger, the blue plasma energy bullet forms a barrage, the alien once again enters the previous dodge mode, and from time to time will shoot back at Jim's side.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!" Jim shouted.

"Don't rush me!" Nicholas braced himself up in severe pain, and clicked the button on the wall that opened the airtight hatch. The revolving latch in the middle of the airtight door twisted a few times in a clockwise direction before it stopped moving.

"What's going on!" Jim's rifle was starting to get hot, but he was still holding back to shoot at the aliens.

"It looks like it's stuck!" Nicholas shouted in reply.

"Then find a way!"

"What do you want me to do!" Nicholas shouted anxiously, "Damn it! You're pushing me! ”

Nicholas yelled at the airtight hatch, then picked up the plasma rifle on the ground and smashed it at the revolving lock in the middle of the airtight hatch.

"Boom", a heavy blow, the butt of the plasma rifle slammed into the revolving door lock, the door lock twisted twice again, so that it rotated clockwise, and the door lock opened.

"Alright, get in a pose." Nicholas turned and shouted at Jim, who was still shooting.

"Got it!" Jim leaned over quickly and tossed his rifle aside. Nicholas also threw himself back behind cover, and both of them put on their masks at the same time. The airtight hatch slowly opened to the sides, but the aliens did not notice this, thinking that the human attack was over, they got up from behind the bunker and continued to move forward. The airtight hatch had begun to open rapidly, and it was too late for a local alien to notice this.

The airtight hatch slid quickly to the sides, and in less than a second, it disappeared into the walls on both sides. The passage that had been automatically pressurized began to lose pressure again, and the air inside the passage began to lose due to the huge pressure difference between the two sides of the airtight hatch, and the aliens were also squeezed out of the passage and into a vacuum environment. Obviously, these aliens also need to breathe oxygen, which also indicates that there is air pressure in their bodies, although I don't know what the pressure in their bodies is, but judging from the previous oxygen concentration in the channel, the air pressure in their bodies is similar to that of humans, and humans can't live for more than thirty seconds in this vacuum environment, so these aliens will definitely not live for forty seconds.

One by one, the aliens who shouted loudly and flew away in a vacuum passed by Nicholas and Jim, but Jim and Nicholas turned a blind eye and lowered their heads in the anti-stress pose they had learned during training. There wasn't too much air in the passage, but the airtight hatch on the other side was broken by the aliens, and the massive amount of oxygen in the other hangar was passing through the passage at this time. The air flowing too fast formed a series of white lines, just like the white satin on the shoulders of the girl in ancient times, showing her gentle posture along the breeze, not still making a circle in the air, which made it even more playful and cute.

But at this time, Jim and Nicholas didn't have the heart to enjoy this impossible to see often, the powerful air flow blew the round box in front of the two, the round box was accompanied by the sound of metal friction and sparks, little by little towards Jim and Nicholas, once the two of them were disturbed by the round box, the consequences would be unimaginable, the strong air flow would squeeze their bodies out of access, rolling on the ground of the hangar like aliens, even if they were both wearing spacesuits, But there's no guarantee that you won't hit anything and break the mask. What's even worse is the foam bomb on Nicholas's body, once there is a collision, it is difficult to guarantee that there will not explode, and the power of the explosion will tear Nicholas's body in half, and even a god will not be able to kill him at that time. By the way, Nicholas is an American, and it should be said that God will not be able to do it.

"You have to think of a way!" Jim shouted over the intercom.

"What can I do!" Nicholas also responded with a smile, and at the same time twisted his head slightly to look around, "There is a gap in the wall, try it with a safety rope!" ”

As he spoke, Nicholas grabbed the safety rope that stretched out from the back of the spacesuit and pulled it outward.

"Be careful!" Jim watched Nicholas's movements and shouted, but it was too late, and the strong air currents blew Nicholas's whole body backwards, "Open the wall, fasten the safety line!" ”

"Damn it!" Nicholas yelled at the call, and at the same time tried his best to control his body and float towards the wall. Nicholas was at the end of the tunnel, so he rushed into the hangar the moment he was blown up, and although there were countless grooved hooks in the huge hangar that allowed Nicholas to secure it, he just couldn't reach it.

"I'm!" Nicholas's temperament, and his body couldn't help but writhe in the air sharply.

"Be careful, Nicholas, you're still from the hatch," Jim looked down at the data on his watch showing a three-dimensional image, "There's still a hundred meters to go, you have to hurry!" ”

"You still need to say, take care of yourself first!" Nicholas finally came to the wall.

Jim also pulled out the safety rope behind his waist, gently clasped the buckle into the gap in the wall next to him, and then turned around and stood up, the air flow begged Jim to blow out of the passage for a moment, but the safety lock tightly pulled Jim's body, and Jim floated in the air in the hangar.

"Fifty meters to go." Jim generally controls his body, and generally observes the red dot on the 3D image of the subject that is flying quickly outof the cabin.

"I got it!" Nicholas pulled a hook in front of him, and was about to hook up the hook of the safety rope, but an alien corpse that had been stuck behind the box was squeezed out of the cabin by the air flow due to the rolling of the metal box, and coincidentally collided with Nicholas, who was fastening the buckle on the buckle again.

"Poof", the sound of Nicholas spitting out a breath was heard from the intercom, and Nicholas, who had just stabilized his body, was knocked backwards again, and his body turned over in the air.

"Twenty meters to go! Hurry up! Jim yelled anxiously at the intercom.

"・・・・・・・" Nicholas didn't answer, but he really wanted to scold Jim at this point, and it wasn't you who were turning his heels, what was the use of you shouting, it was better to think of other ways to make me stop. But he was trying his best to control his body at this time, although the wound had been scabbed with the help of self-healing foam, this did not mean that it was healed, the pain would still stimulate Nicholas's nerves from time to time, especially in the case of such a full body force, but Nicholas still did not give up, his left hand kept waving on the wall, hoping to grasp something that could be grasped. Unfortunately, the walls at this point have become smooth, and in order to maintain airtightness, the walls within twenty meters of the hatch have become as smooth as a mirror.

"Ten meters to go!" Jim was already a little desperate, but he still didn't give up on the idea that Nicholas could survive, and still reminded Nicholas of the distance from the hatch through the intercom.

"Five meters!" Jim closed his eyes.

"Four meters!" Jim began to pull the safety line and crawl towards the passageway.

"Three meters!" Jim was still shouting.

"Two meters!" Jim's eyes began to moisten.

"One meter! Don't ・・・・・・" Jim turned back sharply, hoping to see Nicholas's body hanging on the wall, but he had just turned halfway around when the air stopped violently, and the artificial gravity inside the ship immediately pulled Jim's body down, and then fell to the ground with a thud.

"It hurts!" Jim stood up with a frown, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the figure of Nicholas still trying to roll out of the cabin. The effective range of artificial gravity is only on the deck, and once it is out of the warehouse, it is not effective, and there is nothing in space that can act as a drag, so once it has gained an initial velocity, it will move indefinitely until it touches an object.

"Hurry up!" Jim tried his best to overcome the inconvenience caused by the spacesuit, and desperately tried to run for Nicholas, but Nicholas drifted away at a speed that was obviously faster than Jim chasing. Jim began to slow down, tears streaming down the corners of his eyes.

"Just kidding・・・・・・ Jim muttered, but it was, a flash of lightning flashed through Jim's mind, and Jim changed direction and ran towards the Night Stalker, which was damaged and couldn't take off.

Jim is in a race against time, once Nicholas floats out of the energy shield, it is impossible to come back, before the "Night Stalker" fighter can enter the hangar, all by storing the "Halo" fighter, the energy shield temporarily opens this gap, but it is clear that such an opportunity will not appear again.

Holding the edge of the shock-absorbing trunk with both hands, he stopped his body and glanced inside quickly, but without seeing what was inside, he held the contents out with both hands, and ran forward a few steps to put the thing on his shoulder.

The rope gun, an object that Nicholas and Jim had previously overlooked, did not expect to come in handy at this time. A hundred meters of nano-carbon fiber rope is wrapped around the middle of the magazine, while a replaceable weight is placed on the head. The weight at this point was a T-shaped fixed tip, and there was no sharp part that would cut through Nicholas's spacesuit, as Jim had confirmed.

Turn on the fuse, aim, pull the trigger.

The high-pressure oxygen in the built-in hyperbaric oxygen bottle ejects the T-shaped fixed tip out, and the strong air pressure allows the tip to quickly catch up with Nicholas and entangle Nicholas's right leg.

"Awesome!" Jim yelled, released the trigger, and the rope gun began to reel, but as soon as he received half of it, he was stuck by something unknown in the moment.

"Damn, what's it? Nicholas, can you hear me? Jim set the rope gun to a fixed setting and shouted into the walkie-talkie.

Nicholas was in a state of vertigo at this point, and the strong spin caused Nicholas to suffer a slight concussion. Jim, who received no response to several calls, immediately took the rope in the rope gun and released it for some distance, then tightly tied it to the take-off and landing of the "Night Owl" fighter, and then coiled the rope and crawled towards Nicholas.

"What a damn thing!" Jim lay on top of Nicholas, not bothering to look at the wonderful view of space. At this time, Nicholas's position was already very close to the energy shield, and unfortunately, the buckle of the safety rope that came with Nicholas's spacesuit floated outside the energy shield, and was recognized as a foreign object by the energy shield, blocking it from the energy shield. Jim immediately pulled out the long military knife tied to his leg, pressed the button on the handle, and the folded blade immediately unfolded, and the blade, which was originally only twenty centimeters long, immediately became a meter long. Jim swung his saber, the sharp blade cutting the safety line effortlessly, and Jim began to crawl back with Nicholas on his back.

Every meter of progress required a lot of effort on Jim's part, even if the energy shield was only twenty meters away from the ship's hull, it almost consumed Jim's strength.

"Whew, I'm tired." Jim glanced at Nicholas lying flat on the ground and shook his head helplessly. Take out the toolbox on the "Night Stalker" fighter and start working on the communication device.