Chapter 132 Brother, Don’t Be Afraid

Although the incident happened suddenly, Sima Mingxuan was an eighth-level mecha warrior after all, and Congyi was a mecha manufacturer. Naturally, their skills were not at the same level. Even if Congyi took the initiative and drew his weapon, Sima Mingxuan grabbed Congyi's gun hand with a neat grab.

"Don't move, let go of the lieutenant colonel." Yan Rong, who was following behind Cong Yi, reacted very quickly, took out his pistol and aimed at Sima Mingxuan from outside.

"I am Major General of the Sima Corps, Sima Mingxuan." Sima obviously knew that at this time only by revealing his identity could the deadlock be resolved.

Sure enough, when he said this, both Cong Yi who was detained by him and Yan Rong and the traffic police outside the car were stunned. They had heard of Sima Mingxuan, the future successor of Sima Army, who had killed a level nine Zerg half a year ago.

"Are you Sima Mingxuan?" Cong Yi asked.

"I am. If you don't believe me, you can ask Yan Hao."

Ask Yan Hao? As soon as Sima Mingxuan said this, Cong Yi believed it 80%. After all, no kidnapped person would lie for the kidnapper, not to mention that this was his own junior brother.

Cong Yi looked at Yan Hao, and Yan Hao nodded.

"Why did you kidnap my junior brother?" Cong Yi did not let his men retreat.

"I just want to take him away from Planet Z." Sima Mingxuan said.

After knowing Sima Mingxuan's identity, Cong Yi immediately understood why he did this. When Planet Z discovered the space black hole, it immediately asked the Federation for help. As a major general of one of the three major legions of the Federation, Sima Mingxuan, who happened to be on Planet Z, could not have been unaware of the news.

"Congyi, have you found the person?!" Suddenly, an urgent call came from Congyi's optical computer terminal. It was Colonel Cang Yan who once again forced access to Congyi's communicator.

"Found it." Cong Yi replied quickly.

"Great, bring the person over quickly. The space black hole has started to expand a second time." At this time, a shout came from the other end of the communicator. Cang Yan once again instructed Cong Yi to bring the person over and then hung up the phone.

Cong Yi didn't bother to pay attention to Sima Mingxuan. He put away his gun, took Yan Hao's hand and was about to get out of the car.

"Wait a moment." Sima Mingxuan held Cong Yi's arm again.

"Major General Sima, the situation is urgent now. Please don't waste our time." Cong Yi hurried to the space fortress. Seeing Sima Mingxuan trying to stop him again, he really wanted to draw his gun again.

"Do you want to take Yan Hao to repair the Tianhe-1 battleship?" Sima Mingxuan also knew that time was running out, so he went straight to the point.

"That's right." Cong Yi nodded.

"Yan Hao is only a sophomore this year, and has been studying mecha for less than two years. Do you think he can repair Tianhe-1?"

Cong Yi was startled and subconsciously looked at Yan Hao.

"I can try." Yan Hao had never come into contact with Tianhe-1, so he didn't dare to make any guarantees.

Give it a try? Cong Yi's heart suddenly sank. Tianhe-1 was not something that could be repaired by just trying.

Sima Mingxuan continued, "Yan Hao is the inheritor of the mimic mecha and a genius in mecha manufacturing. His future is limitless. You should know how valuable a level 10 mecha maker, who is likely to be a high-level mimic mecha maker, is to the Federation. Are you sure you want to keep him on Planet Z because of your luck? Do you think your teacher, Mr. Zhong, will agree?"

Sima Mingxuan's words were like thunder, which made Cong Yi confused. Yes, Junior Brother was accepted as a disciple by both Teacher and Old Pang, so his talent can be imagined. Do I really want to sacrifice Junior Brother for a small chance? If Junior Brother dies, if Teacher knows that it was Junior Brother who was proposed to the military, will he forgive me?

Sima Mingxuan was delighted when he saw Cong Yi's hesitation. Just as he was about to add fuel to the fire, he was suddenly pushed by someone.

"Big Brother, don't listen to him. The decision of whether to build Tianhe-1 is up to me." Yan Hao pushed Sima Mingxuan away and got out of the car by himself.

Cong Yi looked at Yan Hao, his expression still somewhat hesitant.

"Yan Hao, do you really want to die here?" Sima Mingxuan saw that Yan Hao was determined to leave, so he got out of the car in a hurry.

Yan Hao ignored him and continued to say to Cong Yi: "Big Brother, if the teacher knew that I was here and ran away out of fear of death, how would he look at me?"

If he had taken it out out of fear of death, the teacher would probably have killed him directly.

Cong Yi was Master Zhong's eldest disciple and the person who knew him best. He stopped hesitating, whispered "Let's go", invited everyone to board the plane.

Sima Mingxuan saw that Yan Hao was about to get on the plane, and he punched the carriage in a hurry. Inside the carriage, Yan's father, mother, and Yan Fei were all frightened by his punch.

"Are you just going to watch? Yan Hao might die if he goes there." Sima Mingxuan looked at the still dazed Yan family couple and roared for the first time. He didn't care about etiquette at this time. If Yan Hao died, who would heal his mental strength?

Sima Mingxuan's yelling finally brought Lu Siying back to her senses. She looked at Yan Hao who was getting farther and farther away, thinking that this might be a farewell forever, and a dull pain spread from her heart.

"Yan Hao, come back." Lu Siying rushed out of the car and shouted in the direction of Yan Hao. However, from beginning to end, until the plane left, Yan Hao did not look back at her even once.

"Wen Yao!" Lu Siying turned to look at her husband. Yan Wen Yao also had a complicated expression on his face at this time, looking at the direction the plane left.

"Mingxuan, let's go to the port quickly. The news has spread on the Internet, and a large number of people are already rushing to the port." Yan Fei said anxiously to Sima Mingxuan.

Sima Mingxuan glanced at Yan Fei and felt inexplicably irritated, but his reason told him again and again that he still needed Yan Fei and needed Yan Fei to help him prepare the medicine, especially when Yan Hao might never come back.

"Let's go." Sima Mingxuan sat back in the car.

Yan Fei got out of the car, pulled his dazed mother back into the car, and the car continued to drive towards the port.

On the plane, Cong Yi explained the current situation to Yan Hao simply and quickly: "The Tianhe-1 battleship was introduced 25 years ago, but it has never been used since its introduction. In addition, Planet Z has been very stable for a hundred years, so the Z government has not paid much attention to the Tianhe-1 battleship. I just found out that Planet Z has not performed maintenance on the Tianhe-1 for five years, so now I have no idea where the problem lies."

The Tianhe-1 battleship is a star weapon that can save the planet. Because its technology is too sophisticated, the Federation needs to send special personnel to inspect it every year. And each inspection costs a lot. Star Z may have stopped the annual regular inspection in order to save money and hope for luck. But unexpectedly, the money was saved, but luck did not exist.

"Junior brother, you have been studying with Master Pang at the Federal University. Have you ever come into contact with the technology of Tianhe-1?" Cong Yi asked.

"My teacher taught me some weapons, but I have never come into contact with the Tianhe-1 battleship." Yan Hao shook his head.

Upon hearing this, Cong Yi immediately frowned.

If he has never been in contact with it, then he is not much better than me, maybe even worse than me. At least I have repaired many mecha warships, so I have some experience. Junior brother will not really be fooled by me this time.

When Cong Yi was thinking about whether he should find a way to send Yan Hao out while there was still a chance, the optical computer terminal was forcibly accessed again.

"Colonel Congyi, is Yan Hao with you?"

As soon as the voice in the optical computer terminal sounded, Yan Hao shouted in surprise: "Teacher."

The person on the other end of the line was the designer of Tianhe-1, Mr. Pang.

"Xiao Hao, why can't you get through?" asked Mr. Zhong.

"My optical computer terminal is broken." Yan Hao said.

Elder Zhong frowned. Knowing that time was running out, he did not continue to ask questions. Instead, he said directly, "Xiao Hao, I have just sorted out several places where the warships are most likely to have problems. I have sent them to the military fortress of Star Z. When you go there, check according to the ideas I provided."

"Yes." Yan Hao nodded.

"Although I haven't had the time to teach you battleship-type weapons, I have already taught you the basics. Xiaohao, you are the best student I have ever seen. The teacher believes that you can repair the battleship." Old Pang said loudly, as if as long as he spoke loudly enough, his words would come true.

As they were talking, the plane had already arrived at the nearest port. The two got off the plane and boarded an airship, flying to the sky fortress in space. About ten minutes later, the airship stopped at the sky fortress, and Colonel Cang Yan came over in person to lead the two to the deck where the Tianhe No. 1 battleship was parked.

"Lieutenant Colonel Congyi, Master Yan Hao." Although Yan Hao still looks like a teenager, at this moment, he is the only one who can repair the Tianhe-1 battleship. Just for this reason, he deserves the title of master. "According to the latest calculation, it will take about twelve hours for the Zerg to completely open up the space channel. So, you only have twelve hours."

Yan Hao did not answer, but went straight into the battleship and turned on the control system.

"Colonel, we will do our best." Cong Yi replied hurriedly and followed him in.

When Cong Yi came in, he saw Yan Hao constantly tapping on the keyboard on the battleship's console. He didn't know what he was busy with. He walked over and urged, "We only have twelve hours left. Elder Zhong has provided six ideas in total. We must start right away."

"Don't rush yet." Yan Hao said.

Don't rush in this situation. If the battleship cannot be repaired within twelve hours, the entire planet will be destroyed.

"Let me learn about the structure of the battleship first." As he spoke, Yan Hao's fingers tapped hard on the keyboard, and a diagram of the battleship's internal structure immediately appeared on the virtual screen. Just now on the airship, Zhong Lao hurriedly told him some design principles of the battleship, but the time was too short for Yan Hao to form a concept, so he had to look at the structure diagram again.

Yan Hao stared at the structural diagram for more than ten minutes, then tapped a few times on the keyboard and called up the launch system of the battleship's weapons.

"Space cannon activated." Inside the cockpit, mechanical and electronic sounds suddenly rang out, revealing Yan Hao's actions at this moment.

Start? Cong Yi subconsciously looked at Yan Hao and saw his hand pressing a red button, which was the launch button of the Tianhe-1 battleship's weapon.

"Start charging energy!" the electronic voice sounded again.

"Junior brother, what are you doing?!" Cong Yi was immediately scared to death. This was a space cannon, how could it be fired casually?

"Energy charging failed!" Just as Cong Yi finished shouting, the electronic sound rang again.

Failed? Fortunately, it failed. He was scared to death. This was in a fortress. If the weapons were activated at random, it would blow up their own base.

"Junior brother, how can you just press the launch button casually?" Cong Yi said seriously.

"Don't be afraid, brother. The space cannon is broken and can't explode." Yan Hao comforted.

"..." It seems, it seems, that this is indeed the case. If the space cannon was not broken, the battleship would have gone to blow up the space channel long ago, and they wouldn't have to stand here. But this is a star-level weapon after all.

Cong Yi just breathed a sigh of relief, and when he looked up, he saw Yan Hao's hand pressing the launch button again.

"!!" From Yi.

"Begin to accumulate energy."

"Energy charging failed."

"Begin to accumulate energy."

"Energy charging failed."

In the cockpit, the mechanical sound of the system kept ringing. Cong Yi was frightened at the beginning, but later he was very calm as he watched Yan Hao press the star-level weapon launch button over and over again dozens of times as if it were a toy.

"Okay." About half an hour later, Yan Hao finally stopped.

"What's good?" Cong Yi asked.

"I think I found where the problem lies." Yan Hao said.