“…… Given that we have not yet been in contact with the reporters on the ground, the only information we can confirm so far is that Pittsburgh was attacked by chemical and biological weapons, with heavy casualties, and we are working to restore communications, but it is said that there are almost no survivors......"

- "Alliance Weekend"

“…… Our reporters have arrived at the Freedom Tower in New York, where the President is about to hold a press conference, and through the efforts of the Allies, we have successfully thwarted another round of Icarus crisis orchestrated by the ACA, and at the moment, according to reliable sources, Icarus is on a steady trajectory and there will be no problems! ”

-- The Alliance Times

***

Just when Ling Yu closed his eyes, Bradley Fortress, far away in New York, had become a sea of joy.

Countless Confederate officers cheered and applauded wildly throughout the base, and the junior staff officers rushed out of the headquarters to spread the news of the victory throughout the base, and the senior officers acquiesced in this practice, gathering in twos and threes, but could not hide the excitement on their faces.

As in Paris, the crisis is to be kept secret, but the crisis that is prevented is a morale-boosting medicine, and while it is inevitable that some "smart" people will see the loopholes in the design and partition of the alliance system, it is definitely a shot in the arm for most of the allies who are still immersed in the grief of Washington's attack, and at least in a strategic sense, it is more propaganda than simply recovering Washington.

"Yes, in half an hour, it's in the lobby on the second floor of the Freedom Tower at the World Trade Center in New York, well, you can take care of the arrangements."

The president put down his phone, and across the phone was the press spokesman for the Confederate presidential palace, and a press conference would take place in half an hour, even though the aftermath of the solar storm had not yet passed. But some of the radio stations are already up and running, and the alliance will also open up the Bradley Fortress's quantum communication equipment, and these large news outlets naturally have their own quantum communication equipment.

For the big news that Icarus almost fell, even if it was a running bike, the news media was no less frenzied than the Confederate troops still finishing the finishing touches in Washington.

"To be honest, I now also kind of believe that this young man is the so-called 'savior.'"

President Harold turned his head. I glanced at the excited and celebratory officers outside the glass room, but this enthusiasm seemed to be completely blocked by the soundproof glass, and the atmosphere in the glass room was only slightly relaxed, but it was still very strict.

After all, the two people in this room, as they all know, the war has just begun.

"I wish there were fewer saviors like this in this world." Yang Chengze shook his head gently. "Soon, though, more saviors will emerge."

"War always makes a lot of heroes." Harold nodded, but changed the subject, "General, I will hold an emergency meeting tomorrow of the chairmen of all military-related enterprises in the alliance, and you can inform Kronos Company." ”

"Understood, sir." Yang Chengze turned around and nodded, after all, the president is the commander-in-chief of the country's armed forces.

"In addition. Tonight's meeting of the General Staff, I want you to attend. Looking at the drip that was about to bottom out, the medically trained guard behind President Harold squatted down and pulled out the infusion tube on the president's arm, and the president moved his wrist and said, "Your commendation order and appointment letter will be delivered in the afternoon." For this coming war, I think I need a special adviser. ”

"Understood." Yang Chengze could not see any expression on his burned face, but nodded again.

"It's a pity that the league doesn't have a large number of generals like the ACA, otherwise you can be promoted once." The president smiled a little hard, but reluctantly made a joke. "That's it, the follow-up work is troublesome for you to deal with, I'm afraid I need to take a break."

"I think I need a break, sir."

Yang Chengze finally smiled, the old man who hadn't slept well for three days was obviously no better than the injured president in front of him.

"I'm afraid I can't give you a long vacation for the time being, but you should be able to take a little rest before the afternoon."

Harold smiled apologetically, then gave a military salute, "Then I'll go first, I'm going to Manhattan, I hope there won't be a traffic jam." ”

"It's my duty, sir." Yang Chengze returned a military salute and watched the president walk out of the glass room.

The moment the glass door closed, Yang turned around and faced the large screen of the map of Washington.

Then he gently hooked the corners of his mouth.

****

"Captain, it seems that this time it is really hopeless."

In French Guiana, the Kourou Rocket Center was in a burning ruins, and not a single giant launcher could survive the intense blast of the blast.

It's just that Lin Yifeng, who was half-kneeling on the ground, picked up the automatic rifle in his hand, and there was already a crisp collision sound of the firing pin.

The power armor team of four people, at this time, there is no one who still has a piece of armor, and the four ordinary soldiers have struggled with the exoskeleton after the armor was destroyed, and two of them have stopped breathing forever.

Lin Yifeng threw away the assault rifle in his hand, pulled out the pistol from the exoskeleton skeleton on his thigh, and looked at the No. 3 Lu Feng who was punched out of three holes in his arms, and the young man grinned at his captain, revealing his teeth full of blood.

Lin Yifeng knew that he was no longer saved, even if the best hospital in the alliance was next to him now, he would not be saved.

"We succeeded, I just received the news that the crisis in Icarus has been lifted."

Lin Yifeng leaned against a broken wall, raised his pistol, killed an enemy who rushed out of the smoke, and then took the last smoke grenade from his shoulder, bit off the safety bolt, and threw it behind him.

This was the last thing he could hold the guys back, and when the smoke cleared, the ACA infantrymen would rush up and tear themselves to shreds.

"I'll just say...... We're no better than those damn TFs...... Poor ......"

Lu Feng smiled hard, exhaled deeply, and then closed his eyes.

Lin Yifeng actually didn't know about the situation in Icarus, and in the case of the total destruction of communication equipment, it was impossible for him to know if the crisis in Icarus had been resolved.

But No. 3 Lu Feng knew that their captain would not deceive them.

Lin Yifeng put Lu Feng's body on the ground. His expression didn't change, but his hands trembled violently.

Finally, after moving the scarred exoskeleton, Lin Yifeng looked at the smoke that was about to dissipate and raised his pistol.

Come on.

And at this moment, a green mass suddenly rushed out of the sky behind him, hitting the ACA army in front of the smoke. A huge explosion was triggered.

This was followed by the sound of a dense three-barreled cannon fire, and the mass of objects constantly pierced the air, melting everything it touched like flames from hell.

Lin Yifeng raised his hand and subconsciously blocked it, and then reacted.

That's plasma, that is, plasma weapons, and the alliance has no practical plasma weapons. And almost instantly, he saw the figure that was like a power armor, but it was indeed a TF.

In a metal actuator, a TF up to two meters high fell in front of him. The plasma cannon on his shoulder quickly retracted and fired, and at the same time, the voice of the other party was heard.

"The Confederate Space Force, Captain of the Icarus Garrison, Daniel. Jones, sorry for being late! ”

***

"My lord, this number has been confirmed."

Meanwhile, in Iceland just after nightfall, Antonio. Servette rushed straight into the Great Library. The young man barely maintained the necessary etiquette, but the complicated expression on his face had betrayed him.

"I already know." Rare. Marven didn't accuse the somewhat reckless Servette, but nodded, "Calitas has already sued me just now." ”

"My lord, I don't think we can wait any longer." Servette's assistant raised his hand slightly, and a holographic text pierced the air and flew in front of Marven, "This is what my subordinates just handed in." From Karin. According to the encrypted text jiàn cracked in Rasmiusen's personal terminal, it is very likely that she will hand over the 'hollow' directly to Ling Yu! ”

Marven didn't speak, nor did he look at the text that Servette handed over, he just stared at the air screen in front of him. On the screen, the hollow mechanical eye with a 93% synchronization rate emits a milky white glow.

"Actually, Karitas is not interested in Ling Yu, which may not be accurate, because Karitas is indeed a little more interested in Ling Yu than other humans."

Rarely, after a moment of silence, Marven took the initiative to speak, he raised his hand and gently rubbed his chin, and then took a breath, "That's why, I sue you, don't let you act rashly, Sauron is just a child, he doesn't know Karitas at all, and without Karitas's opinion, Speaker Isaac won't have real action." ”

"But things have changed now." Marven turned and looked at Servetus, "Karitas has told me that he will temporarily stop cracking the main number jù library, and he wants to meet this human who can make the void almost 100% effective." ”

"I don't think it's possible for us to cooperate with Ling Yu." The assistant officer of Servette was silent for a moment, and shook his head slightly, "If Karitas admits that he is the true god, then in exchange for opening the number of jù libraries, you can lightly let the cavalry take advantage of the alliance." ”

"I think that's something we have to avoid even at any cost."

Servette added a sentence in which he emphasized, when he said "not counting a qiē".

"Alright then, I agree with you, go ahead."

Marven was silent for a moment, then turned around and nodded at Antonio, "This is my order, I now authorize you to use a qiē method to prevent the meeting between Ling Yu and Karitas." ”

"Do as you command." Antonio got down on one knee and buried his head deeply, "May the true God be with us." ”

"May the true God be with us."

Unable to suppress his excitement, Servetu, who had received his approval, quickly turned around and walked out of the large library so as not to be seen by Marven on his face.

It was a complex expression mixed with frenzy and excitement.

It's just that he didn't know that when the door of the big library closed, Marven, who was facing away from the door, showed the same crazy smile as him for some reason.

***

"Still no news from Logan?"

At this time in Philadelphia, the news of the resolution of the second Icarus crisis had just spread, but it had not yet risen to the level of the official announcement. It's just a matter of word of mouth.

It's just that Linya and Helis naturally know where the rest of the Prism Team has gone.

With the help of Riana, Linya successfully received the news that Ling Yu and Jesse were safe, but due to the chaos of the situation, she never received news from Logan.

Helis shook her head slightly. She gritted her teeth, withstanding the aftermath of the solar storm, and lay in bed to help Linya gather any information she could.

The girl with short flaxen hair turned her head, looked at the east, which had already shown a patch of blue, sat down on the stool, and sighed.

The first wounded from Pittsburgh just landed at the airport, berth No. 17 on runway 4, sister.

At this moment, the tablet in Helis hand suddenly beeped. Linya turned her head and saw the words.

"I'll check it out right away! Thank you so much! ”

Linya was still frowning, but she smiled hard and thanked Helis for her efforts, and then ran out of the room without looking back.

The Army's Third Comprehensive Physiology Research Center, where Herris and Linya worked, was located next to the airport, and Linya walked through the busy corridors, enduring the sharp pain in her chest, breathing hard, and running with ease. At this point, it seems to be a very difficult task.

But Linya still insisted on rushing out of the hospital, jumped into an electric car and drove to the airport next door.

The girl was driving an electric car. After a long commuter aisle, we came directly to the adjacent annex airport, which was also bustling with people, and most of the crew and wounded had smiles on their faces—they had confirmed the good news from their colleagues who had just been evacuated from Pittsburgh.

Linya seemed to be the only person frowning at the airport, but she didn't care, and the electric car crossed the two runways in a trajectory that clearly violated the rules of exercise. When we came to Runway 4, most of the planes parked on Runway 4 were no longer manned, so the only one surrounded by medical personnel was naturally the wounded transport plane that had just landed in Pittsburgh.

Linya drove straight to the side of the transport plane and jumped off before the car could stop. Directly ran into the two oncoming gendarmes and rushed to the side of a medical captain wearing a white vest, a red cross painted on his helmet, and a red armband.

Every plane transporting the wounded will have such a medical officer who has the information of all the wounded.

"Hello, I want to ask, is there one on this plane called ...... Logan...... Craig ......"

Linya rushed straight to the medical officer, looking at the lieutenant with the helmet and goggles with an almost pleading look, she gasped with difficulty, piecing together her words with words.

"I'll show you."

The medical officer looked at Linya for a moment, then nodded, and picked up the electronic board in his hand, but before he could flip it, a voice came from the side.

"Yes, yes! It's the 'Prism' team! ”

A young man with a bandage and a splint in his right hand inserted directly into the conversation, and his words silenced everyone around him, and the two gendarmes chasing Linya also stopped.

"Prism" squad!

The young man with a broken arm squeezed through the crowd and walked in front of Linya, who was the co-pilot of the turbofan that Ling Yu and the others were riding on.

"Found it, it's here."

At this moment, the medical officer also nodded, and he turned to look at Linya, "He's not doing well. ”

"What's ......" Linya's bloodless face instantly turned pale, and the girl subconsciously covered her chest with severe pain, bowed her waist, and asked, "How is he?" ”

"He inhaled an excess of nerve gas, enough to kill tens of thousands of people." The medical officer shook his head and sighed, "Although the antidote was injected in time, this amount is enough to cause irreversible and permanent damage to the nervous system of the TF......"

"As for him himself, he has already been taken away, and I am sure that the military will treat him with the best doctors and medical equipment, basically there is no danger of direct death, but ...... You also have to prepare for the worst, at least, he will be in a coma for a long time, and it is possible that he will be paralyzed or brain dead. ”

The medic paused, as if to determine if Linya could withstand the pressure of the truth, before giving an answer.

"Is that so...... Linya's voice trembled for a moment, then took a step back, bowed suddenly and deeply at the medical officer, and spoke in a voice that was almost about to cry, "Thank you." ”

"Doesn't it matter to you? You're wounded too, you're ......."

The medic frowned and looked at Linya, who turned to walk to the commuter car next to her.

But before he could finish speaking, Linya fell to her knees and fell to the ground. (To be continued......)