Shaking his left hand and feeling the familiar touch, Ankang breathed a sigh of relief.

Just now, he woke up from anesthesia. Looking up, it was still the familiar ward and bed, but before being sent to the operating room, Ankang's missing arm was back now.

After struggling for a day or two, Ankang finally chose to clone an arm. In fact, because the price of the cloning arm and the mechanical arm is about the same, and the military also pays for it, so in the end, how to choose is all according to personal preference.

However, Ankang moved his left hand. UN's cloning technology is quite excellent, and of course medical science is also quite developed, so the cloned arm can be said to be a perfect fit, and there is no trace of rejection, and now, Ankang's reason also tells him: this arm is no different from the previous one.

But now Ankang feels less or less, as if something is missing.

[Although it doesn't seem to affect the activity, but I always feel weird in my heart] Ankang struggled to swing his left arm, and then slammed his fist and punched.

The sound of an air explosion sounded

He frowned, as if he had noticed something was wrong.

Placing the two hands side by side in front of his eyes, Ankang, who still has a good memory, feels as if he has returned to a month ago, but through a series of activities just now, Ankang knows that the strength of his left arm is much weaker than the one that was eliminated a week ago, although it seems that the hospital has specially adjusted and strengthened this cloned arm. But it's a little bit worse anyway.

Knowing the reason, Ankang is not so anxious, because of such a thing as strength. After all, it can be exercised. And he vaguely felt that his left arm was strangely increasing, although this "enhancement" did not seem to be so obvious, but it may not be long before there was really no difference from before.

"Be optimistic."

Looking at the light screen next to it with the entry for recovery training, An Kang muttered softly.

Walking to the window, he pressed the touchscreen next to it, and the window that had been in a frosted glass state gradually disappeared - not long after the JCA people left a few days ago, an engineering robot came over to help him replace the specially installed closed window in his ward with the same ordinary window as in other wards.

Therefore. Now Ankang can open the window.

Looking at the still visible wreckage of the planet in the sky, he was silent for a moment, and then. He saw a meteor shower streak across the night sky in the distance.

The city's not-so-dazzling lights make this meteor shower so striking and beautiful.

But Ankang knows that this meteor shower was created by the wreckage of the planet Panta falling into the atmosphere of Erlean, and these debris that fell into the atmosphere of Erlean no longer poses a threat to Erlean, and the threatening ones have been crushed by human space power in space.

The fragments will glow brightly and beautifully after violently rubbing against Ellean's atmosphere, and eventually disappear without a trace. Disappeared with the last of Panta's protists and the souls of 50,000 people.

Through the army intranet. Ankang has learned what really happened during his coma.

When he was rescued. The red light that filled the space was transferred to the Magellanic Nebula with the wreckage of the USS Paris aircraft carrier battle group and the Confederate fleet, which had wiped out all Confederate fleets.

It's just that in that transferred space, there is no area that prohibits faster-than-light movement like the solar system.

The next moment the aircraft carrier battle group Paris was transferred, and the fleet that entered the Magellanic Nebula immediately discovered a huge sphere hidden in the open area between the Magellanic Nebula galaxy and the galaxies.

Without warning, the massive sphere launched an attack on the planet Panta, and although the escort battleship of the USS Paris aircraft carrier battle group, the starcruiser Charles II, launched an attack the second after the warning, but the warhead of the first jump missile dropped by Charles II was a conventional warhead.

The size of the massive sphere, which is almost the size of a dwarf planet, makes it negligible to be harmed by a conventional warhead, and a conventional warhead of the Tsar's nuclear bomb level has no effect on it.

And the next second. By the time the two other starcruisers' jump missiles with antimatter and gravitational warheads hit the massive sphere, Panta had been destroyed by a huge amount of energy.

Albeit in the following minute. With the arrival of a second wave of six jump missiles, the massive sphere was undoubtedly crushed into interstellar dust, but the destruction of Panta was irreversible.

And because the breakdown of Panta was only a momentary event, the UN could not even do the emergency personnel transfer, and the entire Panta planet and its nearby space facilities and artificial star rings were destroyed the moment the huge energy passed through the Panta planet.

The death of 50,000 people once again shocked the entire UN, and even heard that there were waves in the distant Republic of Cyberborg, and after several days of fermentation, Ankang knew that yesterday, the United Nations government had officially responded to it, confirming that the massacre on the planet Panta was the work of the Confederate armed forces.

And in the more than a week that Ankang was in a coma, whether it was the Milky Way, the Great Magellanic Nebula, or the fleet in the Great Expedition, they were all attacking everywhere like mad dogs.

Ankang knew that this was a form of revenge, but more importantly, it was to find out if the Confederation had any other means of counter-striking - the giant sphere was attacked dozens of light-years away from the Lunlena Anna system.

Because from normal logic, a platform of such a massive chrono strike, if it were very rare, would never have ventured into human territory to carry out a pointless attack.

Of course, it is not without other ideas and possibilities, but in any case, hyperspace strike platforms are not an existence that the UN can tolerate.

A sword of Damocles that will hang over his head anytime and anywhere, no one will be comfortable

And the USS Paris aircraft carrier battle group, to which Ankang was transferred, seems to be a large fleet carrying out pursuit and investigation missions.

It's just that An Kang feels a little puzzled that he is a planetary defense force that has been transferred to the combat unit of the starfleet, but according to what he knows, a large number of personnel of the planetary defense force have been transferred to various fleets in recent days, which means that this is already a common phenomenon.

So [that's probably fine, right?] 】

Fifteen light-years away from the Lenlenanna Galaxy, in the barren space between galaxies. A dwarf planet that shouldn't have existed here stands alone in this space.

"The ship has withdrawn from the test space, the space anchor is stable, and the probe arrangement has been completed."

"Tell Charles II to drop the star-killing bomb."

"Understood."

"Charles II finished dropping, five seconds left before the hit, four, three, two, one, confirmed hit. The test target remains. ”

"Okay, ready for the next phase of testing." (To be continued.) )