Suddenly, a harsh noise came from the communicator, followed by a cold and malicious voice:
"Fu Yunzhi, your doomsday has come." The shrill alarm sounded like a mad beast, rampaging in the command center. The red light flashed wildly, as if the whole world was teetering on the brink of collapse.
Mind-jamming bombs are like the "concussion bombs" of the interstellar age, making people dizzy and unconscious.
The command center instantly became a mess. The operators were all pale, frantic, and typing on the keyboards loudly. It was unclear whether they were operating or just pressing keys randomly.
Suddenly, a figure appeared silently behind Fu Yunzhi, like a ghost, with a hint of imperceptible tenderness.
It’s Chen Yuntan.
His eyes, as deep as the night sky, locked onto Fu Yunzhi, and his deep voice rang in her ears: "Yunzhi, are you okay?" There was a barely perceptible concern in his tone, like a feather gently brushing against her heart.
However, Fu Yunzhi pushed him away mercilessly, her eyes as cold as ten thousand years of ice: "Now is not the time to talk about this!" There was a barely perceptible hint of irritation in her tone.
"Beep! Beep! Beep!" The alarm signaling the activation of the self-destruct program sounded sharply, like the death knell, striking everyone's heart.
The traitor who was caught by Helan Qiao pressed the self-destruct button with a crazy smile on his face.
"Boom!" With a loud bang, flames shot up into the sky, and air waves rolled, knocking Helan Qiao to the ground.
He groaned and covered his right arm. Blood flowed out from between his fingers, staining his white uniform red.
The shock wave from the explosion shook the command center, raising clouds of dust and making it hard for people to breathe.
However, Fu Yunzhi stood still like a sculpture, his eyes fixed on the data screen, as if he was indifferent to everything around him.
"Loss of three frigates, continue with B-7." Her voice was cold, like a judgment from hell, without a trace of emotion.
The people in the command center were all stunned. Is this woman so heartless?
Her comrades died and traitors rebelled, yet she could still remain so calm?
Chen Yuntan looked at Fu Yunzhi's cold back, and a complex emotion flashed in his eyes, including worry, confusion, and a hint of... heartache?
Helan Qiao covered his bloody right arm and slowly stood up. His face was pale and his forehead was covered with cold sweat, but his eyes were unusually bright, like the twinkling cold stars in the night sky.
He looked at Fu Yunzhi deeply, a barely perceptible cold light flashed in his pupils, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a meaningful smile.
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