Section 3 Assistance is coming
In a P-3392 spaceplane, a thin, well-dressed man sits in a cabin seat, his face heavy as he taps his fingers on a piece of glass less than half a centimeter thick and covered with privacy film, and numbers and characters appear on the glass screen. Passengers in the cabin are all sitting quietly with their seatbelts on, asleep, or staring at their mobile phones. In order to reduce energy consumption in the Earth's atmosphere, the P-3392 aerospace aircraft retains the shape of a fixed-wing aircraft in the Earth's information age, and is also equipped with folding wings and tails; As a result, outside the porthole near the middle seat, a streamlined alloy can be seen protruding perpendicular to the fuselage.
After a burst of heat and flames, the plane entered the atmosphere smoothly. After a quick and accurate attitude adjustment, the porthole of the aircraft opens. Through the small oval acrylic resin, you can see that large streams of water are splashing in the air.
Unexpectedly, a "boom" sounded along with the call tone in the headset, coupled with a flash of lightning that grazed the porthole, startling the man and almost throwing the handheld computer in his hand. However, he quickly returned to his normal state and pressed the answer button on the screen.
"Dr. Chen, we have received news that several prisoners from the Kaporaka Institute have been escorted to Karl City."
As soon as the video phone was answered, a young man's face appeared on the glass screen, looking to be only in his twenties. A fluent stream of Esperanto was rapidly transmitted to Dr. Chen's auditory center through a bone conduction Bluetooth headset. Subsequently, the delayed full-language translation system crappily translated it into influential Chinese, overlapping the second half of the original sentence in such a way that it is impossible to distinguish between them. Dr. Chan frowned and moved his fingers to close the translation system.
"Worf, what did you just say? This language translation system is so immature that it's really troublesome. β
So Wolf repeated it more hurriedly.
"I know. I'm on my flight to Karl right now. β
"Doctor, I know that, too. However, I seem to have seen Dom Buros go to the interrogation with several members of the elite unit Roslo as bodyguards. β
"Got it." Dr. Chan said casually, but then came to his senses and shouted, "What?!" β
Seeing the disdainful glances cast at him by the upper-class people sitting next to him, Dr. Chen hurriedly lowered his voice.
"What is Belos doing there?"
"Who knows." Wolf was also puzzled, "However, the people who can attract his attention are not ordinary people......
"Only the pioneer of that group of children can meet this condition." Dr. Chen calmly analyzed, "Being escorted out shows that some children have a heart of resistance. Moreover, these children are of excellent quality - only then will it be possible for them to carry out acts of resistance. It seems that they will not succumb to the threat of Belos. In this way, their lives are in danger - Belos himself said -"
"'It's either friend or foe; To be an enemy is to be destroyed.'" β
"That's right."
"Doctor, what do you mean ββ?"
"Assemble your team and prepare to rescue them."
"Doctor, this is not to be hasty."
"I'll send you a location in the source code. You can check it out on the website. When I get off the plane, I go straight there. I'm worried that the partition wall has ears, so I'll talk about it in detail when I get to the place. β
"Okay."
"Then let's get ready."
But Worf didn't hang up right away. The headset was clear for five seconds, and the phone rang again.
"Doctor, I've heard that something went wrong with Operation February?"
"yes." Dr. Chan muttered, his gaze unconsciously turning to the porthole.
As soon as the raindrops scratched the window, they were scattered by the air current, but they made the memories gather.
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Half-black clouds half-covered the sky, and sometimes heavy and sometimes light rain slanted the thick and thin lines.
On the outskirts of a city, two men dressed in black stand quietly holding old-fashioned recyclable plastic umbrellas parked next to a car parked on Cliff Mountain Road. Although there is a slight contrast in color, the expressions of the two are indeed the same.
The shape of the two cat's ears can be seen through the cap on the head of one of them. The man was the first to speak, breaking the silence.
"Lao Chen, go to space this time and do a good job of 'February'. This is a cause that can benefit many innocent people in their occupied homes. β
"However, your current dangerous situation is far more tense than 'February'!" Lao Chen hit the nail on the head, "I can't escape in the cozy space laboratory at the moment when you, my friends, are fighting!" He said so excitedly that the black coat's cap fluttered down, revealing his half-white hair.
"No, Old Chenβ"
"I know! I know, I'm the last in the organization. But why can't I fight side by side with my comrades this time?! β
"Old Chen." Feline genetically modified humans composed. His black iris was reflecting a blazing light at the moment, shooting straight towards Lao Chen. "Indeed, at this stage, the situation in which we work is extremely serious. Going through this stage is inevitable; The sacrifice of our comrades-in-arms is also inevitable. But our efforts, our sacrifices...... It's all about the ultimate victory. And you, you have an even more important taskβ"
"Don't talk to me about these useless things!" Lao Chen roared, "Lao Zhao! Lao Zhang has been sacrificed, and Xiao Zhuang is also being hunted down by the whole country of Boiling Ding-"
"Old Chen, be sensibleβ"
"What kind of reason do you want me to take!"
"Comrade Chen Lifeng!" Lao Zhao adjusted his voice enough to overshadow Lao Chen's loudness, "This is the order of the organization!" β
Lao Chen suddenly stopped talking.
"Lao Chen, this is the organization meeting to vote. The task entrusted to you is not without its daunting task! Lao Zhao said suddenly, "You have to be clear, your task is to seize the future power of heaven for the organization!" β
"Butβ"
"Do you think this task is up to the task of ordinary people? Not to mention in the organization, TBSM experts in the whole alliance can be counted on one hand! As far as I have a Ph.D., I want to do research, but the alliance can't let me pass the first level of audition! Lao Zhao's tone was half dissatisfied, "You don't want to do it." β
Chen Lifeng lowered his head, and the rain tilted slightly. In the past month, the minions of the coalition's genetically modified right have suddenly stepped up their hunting and maiming of them. Many comrades were imprisoned and tortured because of this; Some comrades were unwilling to surrender and resisted heroically to the last moment of their lives, such as Lao Zhang......
"Lao Chen, I know you're worried about the safety of your comrades, you don't want to stay in the rear, I understand you." Lao Zhao said earnestly, "But, first, we have to obey the organizational arrangement; Second, what you do in space may affect the future of the organization, the fate of the organization and humanity. β
Lao Chen sighed, slowly raised his head, and looked into the distance, through the rainy jungle, he could vaguely see the sun on the horizon. "I understand what you're saying. We grew up playing together, and I know my friends too well. I don't want you to make any mistakes. β
"Nobody wants to. However, there will inevitably be sacrifices in our cause. One day, too, we will be reduced to ashes and scattered into nothingness. But our juniors will also take over the baton and continue to realize our wishes! Lao Zhao said impassionedly, his face full of hope. He's always like that, and he can say something really uplifting, but it's really hopeful, and he can't help but be optimistic.
Lao Chen smiled: "Haha, Lao Zhao, it's a pity that you old hacker don't ask for a doctor of literature certificate!" β
Lao Zhao shook his head and said with a smile: "I have this literary talent myself, you know, it's enough, you don't have to make any doctors of literature look happy." With that effort, it would be better to write a Black Cat III virus that would double my account balance by 1.618 times. Before that, the doctor of geography was purely to infiltrate Kaporaka. β
"It's a pity that you don't want to be the prince of Versailles. With your little technology, the power system of our province will be wasted in minutes. β
"That's true." Lao Zhao nodded and smiled.
The air froze for three seconds, but only for three seconds, and Lao Chen's voice sounded.
"Lao Zhao, I understand." Lao Chen suddenly changed his words, "I will do a good job of the work given to me by the organization." β
"Of course." Lao Zhao patted Lao Chen on the shoulder, "Don't forget, you are the second leader of the organization in the future!" β
With that, Lao Zhao sent Lao Chen into the car. Lao Chen closed the umbrella quickly, and only then did he react suddenly, Lao Zhao was already ready to become a benevolent.
"Lao Zhaoβ"
"Don't worry about us, do your own thing!" Lao Zhao said and was about to close the car door, "Don't worry, I'll take care of Ah Yi." β
"No, Lao Zhaoβ"
"Today may be the last time you and I will ever see each other. Remember, justice is justice, no matter what, always will be. Lao Zhao paused, "Let's go, if you don't leave, you won't be able to catch up with the P-3389 of February." β
With a slight sizzling sound, the car door slowly closed automatically under Lao Zhao's gentle click.
The rain line is getting thicker and denser. Through the windshield, Lao Chen's retina became a portrait of Lao Zhao's face for the last time.
Those deep and unrevealing and unwavering black eyes could only appear in Chen Lifeng's heart from then on.