Is night coming? Night did not come. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info This is visible to all, the night is coming, and the hunger of the sailors is the most direct indication of the passage of time. In fact, the commander of the fleet also felt hungry, but he couldn't go to eat, the strange encounter of the fleet made him feel the weight of responsibility for the first time, dozens of ships, thousands of soldiers, in the calm sea that seemed to no longer experience the passage of time has stayed for at least ten hours, how can he have an appetite? No matter what happened next, the commander ordered all ships to follow the daily schedule after mooring, and all ships except the flagship took turns to guard the entire fleet. According to the normal schedule, it seems easy, but it is not so simple to execute. An atmosphere of confusion and panic among the officers and men enveloped the entire fleet, and the officer on duty wrote a special content in his daily diary: the daily consumption of the fleet had been greatly reduced, and it was necessary to find a solution. It seems that the contradictory content has indeed become a problem, and daily consumption is controlled to the highest extent in normal times, but what is causing a headache at this time is that the consumption has been greatly reduced, and it is obvious that the mood of the officers and men has reached an abnormal level. Not only the officers and men, but also the commander of the fleet had long lost interest in three meals a day, and he calmly looked at the records made by the officer on duty, and decided to take action and continue sailing in one direction, even if he did not know where he was ahead, it was better than continuing to accumulate panic here. After making up his mind, the commander forced himself to eat some food, and also issued an unprecedented order, requiring each officer and soldier to consume a certain amount of bread, and then began to change the formation of the fleet into a column, keeping the distance between the ships and a half.

The fleet has never carried out such an order, and the simplicity of helplessness is understandable to everyone. The first ship slowly started and tentatively moved forward. The bow of the ship cut through the calm water, and the other ships rushed along. The officer on duty looked outside the cab, and judged from experience that the speed was only about three knots, as slow as when he was about to dock at the pier, and I am afraid that someone would jump into the sea and swim much faster than this. The commander's face was ugly, or very serious, or annoyed, and there was a deathly silence in the flagship cab. The commander's face trembled, and the signal corporator on the first ship waved a new flag, and there was an anomaly ahead, land, islands. The commander ordered the flagship to quickly break through the formation, bypass the two cruisers, and reach the sea area where it was parallel to the first. That's right, in the calm sea ahead, less than twenty nautical miles at most, a small island large enough for the fleet to dock appeared in front of everyone's eyes like an emerald in the blue sea. Just as the commander was standing on the deck outside the wheelhouse to take a closer look at the island through a telescope, there was a boiling sound from the destroyer in the rear, and someone jumped directly from the high deck into the sea and swam towards the island. Immediately after receiving an order to go to sea to rescue the people on the destroyer, the dinghy began to be hoisted, and the scene looked very chaotic. The commander asked the signal soldier to give the flag directly, asking that the soldier be brought directly to the flagship. The first soldier to swim was very fast, which surprised the people on the other ships, which definitely exceeded the speed of the ship's sailing, it was really desperate. The soldier appeared to be dodging the people and boats that were about to stop or rescue him from behind, and after overtaking the flagship, he continued to swim forward. The commander of the fleet scolded fiercely, damn it.

The first soldier to jump was eventually caught in the dinghy and brought to the flagship's fleet commander. Not because he was slowing down, but because of the eerie scene. There was no visible obstruction ahead, and the island was not far from the front of the fleet, but the soldiers who swam could not advance half a step after overtaking the flagship, no matter how hard they tried to move forward, until the other soldiers who arrived later forcibly dragged him into the dinghy and took him away. Obviously, the soldier in front of the commander was already delirious, and the soldier who was drenched in his body was taken away, and the commander knew that even if he was interrogated, there would be no results, and after spending a few days in such a depressing environment, he was probably not the only one who went crazy. This was not the question he cared about the most, he asked the officers and staff officers on duty, what do you think is going on ahead? Most of the staff members believed that it was probably the result of the refraction of the large concentration of water vapor in the air, and the image of the island in other parts of the earth was refracted to this place. However, this statement was immediately met with different voices, and it is very likely that this situation would be possible if the weather was immediately clear, and it was said that this could happen on the surface of the sea, which is already capable of producing a lot of water vapor, even in the extremely arid desert. But the weather is always clear, where is the high concentration of water vapor? The argument of refraction does not seem to make sense, not to mention the second question raised by the commander, even if it is refraction, why is this soldier finally unable to move forward? No one could return to the question, and the awkward and silent diffused until it was interrupted by the report of the first mate on duty in the cab rushing in. The ship could not go half a step further!

According to the first mate, the ship slowly advanced for some distance under the command, and then stopped without warning, and there were no small waves in the water at the bow. After the first mate took someone to check the engine room, he found nothing abnormal, the engine was still rumbling, the coal filled in the boiler was still burning, and a huge amount of energy was sent to the propeller, and the propeller was running normally, but the ship was not moving forward at all. So where does the impetus go? The first mate couldn't find an answer, so he had to report to the commander first. The commander has been in the army for many years and has fought countless times, but he has never encountered such a situation where the enemy is unknown and the question cannot be answered at all. After checking the anomaly in the engine room, the commander was also clueless, and as he climbed up the steep gangway, he felt a wave of dizziness, perhaps because his physical fitness had dropped due to not thinking about eating normally during these days, and he didn't care much about continuing to climb up. Finally, a few steps away, he fell. The body that fell down the gangway smashed on the body of the subordinates behind, and when someone wanted to help the commander up, he also felt a fluctuating vertigo, and his soft arms were unable to stop the fat boss, and a series of people fell from the gangway to the engine room, and the engineers who were supposed to be busy behind them were also limp and staggered to the floor, and all of them fell into a coma.

No one in the Second Squadron had a chance to see anyone emerge from their position in front of their ship, and then disappear again. Bruce, who had been sent to search for the Second Squadron, rode on the Navy's newly built ocean-going research vessel, carrying enough supplies along the route that the Admiralty had originally passed to the Second Fleet, and searched carefully for more than ten days without finding anything. If the research ship continued to follow the route, it would be difficult to avoid the merchant ships of other countries that sailed normally, including the Germanic merchant ships that confronted the Frans and the Britlians in Europa. For experienced intelligence officers, it is not at all a problem to get effective information from the bizarre actions of a seemingly ordinary research ship. So when Bruce saw the island suddenly appearing on the starboard side of the ship, he gave the order to go to the island to investigate. The island, which had never been shown on the charts, was definitely worth a scientific expedition, and Bruce's eyes swept over the two special areas that had been marked on the charts, and an idea flashed through his mind, absolutely impossible. There are basically two reasons for him, first, the coordinate points do not match at all, and the deviation is very large. Second, in the previous report to Prime Minister Meghan of the Navy, it only mentioned that there are two areas in the sea where frequent shipwrecks occur for unknown reasons, but there is no mention of a mysterious island. Bruce approached the island with the second landing boat at high tide, and from the western part of the island, the green forest seemed to contain some artificially constructed buildings, and it seemed that there were people living on this island, which was even more strange, if it was an inhabited island and still near the shipping route, why was it not registered by the navy. What's more, with such an excellent location here, isn't the navy always looking for such an island?

There were about two dozen expeditions, and Bruce divided them into two teams to survey the island from the left and right ends. It doesn't look like a complicated terrain, but it's an overseas island, so it is impossible to have large beasts, and for the sake of ease of movement, Bruce's team members don't carry enough self-defense weapons, and people carry more survey equipment on their shoulders. Bruce himself led the second team to survey on foot from the right. Along the beautiful but deserted beach, you enter the coconut groves unique to the tropics, and when the coconut trees begin to thin out, the terrain begins to rise and fall. There was a passage about a man tall in the weeds, which was more than a man wide, and looking at the dwarf grass that had grown badly when it had been trampled down, Bruce judged that the settlers or natives here must be in some corner of the island, cowering and hiding, or having weapons in hand and preparing for a surprise attack. He asked the sturdy men in the team to pick up their rifles and walk at the head and end of the line, just in case. After a dozen people walked through the thatched field tremblingly, they did not encounter any attacks, and they were finally relieved. Climbing the hill as far as the eye could see, Bruce's team turned on the instruments used to survey the terrain. This group of dual-identity team members not only has the professional ability of scientific investigation, but also is an out-and-out experienced excellent intelligence officer of the empire. They were skillful in operating the instruments and observing, Bruce rubbed his aching ankles, and had to admit that his bones were a little unbearable after working at sea for too long, and the feeling of fatigue everywhere in his body was something he had never encountered before.

Endals worked overtime day and night to keep an eye on the self-inspection process of the central computer, and never found any problems. He looked at the progress of the self-inspection and the processing module that had been confirmed to be non-abnormal, and made a suggestion that the central computer should be partially operated while self-checking, and the captain agreed, after all, during this time, the access control system of the entire base was not normal, and even the outermost pressure door of the base could not be closed completely. However, the small amount of Wantel that had been circulating in the corridor had caused the temperature inside the base to drop by several degrees. Originally, the humid environment was conducive to the moisturization of his and the captain's skin, but the temperature could not reach it, and the skin of the two of them still showed serious wrinkles and sagging. The original plan fell asleep again, because of the accident on the central computer, I am afraid that it will be postponed indefinitely, which means that he and the captain will have to drag the body that is no longer suitable for a while. I hope to persist until the central computer completes the thorough self-test and completes the program self-cleaning and upgrading. The evolutionary interference with the Earls people can only come to an end, and this is also a helpless move, without the help of a central computer, all the work task models based on high technology will not work, that is, the "belly" of high technology that the captain once ridiculed looks nothing, but is actually very fragile. Anomalies at key nodes will most likely lead to the collapse of the entire spacecraft and space system. Fortunately, now that some of the functions of the central computer have been restored, Endals has turned on the working systems in the base one by one, the pressure gate pressure has been restored, and the preparatory program for sleep has to be started in advance. The power supply at the base showed signs of tightness due to the fact that there were too many programs to restart at once, and the energy consumed by the central computer increased, and Endals had to choose to start a few of them first. In order to gain contact with the unexpected world of Earls at the base, the monitors that had not stopped detecting had little storage space left, and after Endals clicked on the information transmission program, the monitors that automatically detected the signals of the base program and continuously transmitted the information they collected back to the base.

The central computer began to be busy sorting, and Endals knew that there must be a lot of messages that had not been processed, so he opened several categories of information and had to view multiple windows. Amerik found no anomalies, and Bonthe's replacement of Jackson went very smoothly, which was in line with the plan. The confrontation between the Frans and the Germans was supported by the Brethians, and a considerable number of Brethian soldiers had reached the Frans line, armed with weapons and confronting the Germans day and night. Subject Rorsted hid on the island, and continued to carry out every detail of the plan, and on the whole, the information showed that the situation was normal, and Endals was relieved. The longer the existence of the Earls and the planet Earls, the more complex the various intertwined structures they compose, and the greater the probability of anomalies, and at present, the Earls people are far from reaching the level of Nabra that although anomalies always occur, they generally remain stable and continuous, and they still have a long way to go. The captain came to the console, clicked on a few windows, and asked the assistant, what is this? Endals saw the captain point to a string of numerical indicators and ask him a question, and he typed the information displayed in the window to the central computer, and the values were quickly converted into a report. The report shows that between the continents of Breos Europa, there is a huge energy anomaly field, and the deviation of energy fluctuations is very obvious. The captain remembered something and passed the instructions to the monitor through the central computer, which began to adjust the flight path and began to carefully monitor the energy field area.

The picture that Chronos saw and the data sent back were not ideal, and it was possible that the energy fluctuations were anomalous. Still, he and his assistants saw the appalling consequences of the fluctuations. A small spatial interlayer appeared near the energy field area, and the interlayer formed naturally, and could not be fitted to any time node such as the past, present, or future, which was equivalent to the evil seed of time and should not exist. This type of interlayer is usually caused naturally, but the probability is very low. In Nabra, Corolls remembers that there were already people who could use the power of artificial technology to cause such mezzanines. The size of the mezzanine is related to the energy fluctuations it causes, and as long as the energy is large enough, the resulting mezzanine will be able to hide the planet as well. As a result, the Council of the Nabra System had to permanently freeze research on the Space Mezzanine on the advice of some senior advisors to the Imperial Academy of Sciences. Eventually, a decree was passed that anyone who researched or caused a spatial mezzanine would be sentenced to life exile. Nabra's high-level concerns are justified, and if the spatial mezzanine appears in large numbers, it will become an outlier beyond Nabra's control. The captain who returned from his memories sighed, he didn't expect that there was also a space mezzanine on Earls, the cosmic god was really incredible. The assistant corrected the captain, and he asked the captain, do you remember the island disguised as a machine?

On the Frans front, in the vast fog, it is difficult to see who the opponent is, no matter which side. It doesn't matter, fighting a war, especially this kind of positional confrontation, is not as good as walking, everyone knows that if a war breaks out, then just try to shoot and fire in the fog of the other side. As for the hit rate, that's not something that the commander and the head of state can control, God does. The humid air brought by the fog easily corroded the parts of the guns, and the soldiers had to wipe them every few days, and in order to prevent a sudden attack by the enemy, they were divided into two groups, one group of people wiping the guns, and the other wave of eyes widening and waiting. But the most unfortunate were not the combatants, but the observation sentinels who had found nothing but did not dare to relax in the slightest. What are the Rimans doing, have they climbed out of the trenches and slowly crawled forward with the help of the fog, and the tip of the bayonet has been able to reach the nose of the lookout sentry? Some of the soldiers had already finished wiping and lit some damp cigarettes, hoping to soothe their nerves, and in the winding trenches of the position, the air and the mood of the people were very silent, and the silence before the battle gave people the feeling that the guns were all over the place as if they were under fire, which almost drove people crazy. A gunshot not far from the position proved that this was by no means alarmist.