Silence often means facing a crucial decision.

Save, or not.

"Can we still contact the underground city?" A voice broke the silence.

"No reply."

"The meeting in the first conference room is over. With the current resources, if the whole city is guaranteed to survive, it can be maintained for three to five days."

"What if the whole city is not guaranteed to survive?"

"Only the resource supply of the Twin Towers and the Garden of Eden is guaranteed to maintain for three to five days, without considering the climate factor."

"In extreme cases, the core personnel will be transferred to the shelter in the Garden of Eden, and long-term survival can be considered."

"There

is still a little hope." Silence again.

Finally, someone said, "Save or not?"

The general looked around the room. An Zhe listened to the broadcast calling for a meeting and knew that the room was full of the highest-ranking officers from the command office, the staff department, and the combat center. Unlike the logistics and city defense personnel who were meeting in the first meeting room, they were all going to the front line.

However, even An Zhe knew how dangerous the front line would be this time. What could make the most well-equipped human base on the verge of collapse, and even the artificial magnetic pole could not be defended?

Maybe when the reinforcements arrived there, it would have become a dead city. Maybe before reaching the destination, the team would crash in the storm, fall to the ground, or fall into the Pacific Ocean. Or maybe the North Base used its military reserves to help the Underground Base, so that when the aliens attacked here together, they lost the ability to resist.

In the long silence, An Zhe heard Lu Xun beside him say, "I'll go."

The general looked at him for a long time.

"You are the best candidate." said.

An Zhe looked at Lu Xun, and he knew why the general said Lu Xun was the best candidate.

In different areas of the same continent, there are still huge differences between monsters, and the North Base and the Underground Base are separated by the Pacific Ocean. The habits and fighting methods of the monsters there may be completely unknown.

Who can adapt to this unknown to the greatest extent?

- People who often go to the abyss. The monsters in the abyss are chaotic and crazy, and almost all the patterns of mutation can be traced on them.

At this time, another officer said: "I am good at commanding joint operations, and I apply to go."

"Captain of AR137," Lu Xun said: "Communicator, please ask if you are willing to go." "

Mr. Hubbard agrees to go."

The meeting was adjourned, and when leaving here, the general stopped Lu Xun.

"Who will take charge of the work of the tribunal?"

"My adjutant."

"Can you?"

"Yes."

After going out, Seran came over. The working area of ​​the tribunal was in this building. He whispered: "Colonel."

Lu Xun responded lightly.

In the dim light, Seran's eyes were a little red. Lu Xun left, and there were still many things to prepare.

Selan asked him to stay in the office of the court to rest. On the way, Anzhe made an excuse to go out, and climbed to the 13th floor. The light was still on at the door of d1344, and there were researchers talking inside. They said that time was tight - because of the tight time, all research had to be completed in a hurry. Anzhe lowered his head. His body as a mushroom was too fragile and soft, and he couldn't break in after all. He returned to the living room on the first floor.

People came and went in the living room, and Selan came to his side. Anzhe didn't say anything, and watched all this happen quietly. The busy, moving crowd, the constantly ringing broadcasts, the flickering lights and the intermittent power supply. Everything is happening very quickly, and the fate of mankind is as unpredictable as the aurora in the sky.

At one o'clock in the evening, the equipment center received a message that the mission was completed.

At two o'clock in the evening, the logistics supply department received a message that the mission was completed.

At one o'clock in the morning, the maintenance of PL1109 was completed, and the fighter formation took off.

A dull rumble sounded from afar. The ground commander needed a wide field of vision. The isolation wall rose up, and the hot rays and strong winds came towards them. Everyone retreated to the safe area deep in the hall. A row of lights lit up in the distance. An Zhe tried to look over there. The lights on the wings and the nose outlined the huge outlines of the fighter planes. Three PL1109 fighters and a whole flight formation were moving steadily.

PL1109, An Zhe knew it. It was a masterpiece of human technology, a fully radiation shielded shell, and an independent cruise system that did not require magnetic field guidance. Humans had long predicted and prepared for the coming disaster, but no one knew how effective these predictions and preparations would be.

And finally, I know why the roads of the base are so smooth, strong and wide. The military base is closely connected to the center of the city, with huge buffer zones, helipads and runways everywhere... People a hundred years ago built it with all their efforts. All this is not because of beauty or regularity, but because everything in the main city of this human base is to cope with the possible war.

Another gate opened, and several officers in black combat uniforms walked out.

Among the people, An Zhe could see Lu Xun at a glance. This person had a tall and straight figure, and his lines were clean and neat. Different from the superior elegance and coldness of the judge's uniform, although the shape was similar, the combat uniform looked more casual, which reduced the bad guy's characteristics.

But An Zhe didn't intend to call him a bad guy tonight. Lu Xun was a very good human being.

Lu Xun walked towards him, with his original uniform jacket in his arm, and Seran took it.

"Follow Seran, don't run around." Lu Xun looked at An Zhe and said.

놛 said to Seran again: "Watch out for 놛."

Although these were just a few simple words, Anzhe felt as if he heard a threat in them, as if 놛 would be punished if he ran away.

놛 frowned and looked up at the man.

Lu Xun stretched out his hand and ruffled Anzhe's hair.

놛's eyes were not as cold or vicious as usual. Anzhe even felt that they were a little gentle.

This person had made up his mind to go to the underground city base on the other side of the earth. Anzhe felt that he should say something, such as asking 놛 to pay attention to safety, or take care of himself... or something like that.

Ang opened his mouth, but felt that the colonel was used to this kind of work, and seemed to be able to handle everything without being told.

In the end, Anzhe only said: "... I cooked mushroom soup tonight."

No matter how good the thermos is, it will not taste as good as when it is boiling.

Lu Xun smiled faintly.

"Thank you." Ang said, "Make it for me when you come back."

Those eyes - eyes with the color of the glimmer of fireflies in the deepest part of the jungle on a summer night looked at Anzhe.

Ang seemed to lean forward slightly, and for a moment, Anzhe felt that Lu Xun wanted to get closer to Ang, but that feeling was fleeting.

"Maybe I won't be able to come back." Lu Xun said in a hoarse voice, "Take care of yourself."

An Zhe said "hmm", and watched Lu Xun turn around and leave without looking back, and walked into the temporary boarding bridge.

This is the nth time I have watched Lu Xun's back go away, I can't remember. I don't know why this person can always keep moving forward, can shoot his compatriots without hesitation, and can sacrifice his own life at any time.

Outside, a sandstorm came with the wind, and the night covered them, making the flying dust and gravel look like endless night mist. In this vast night and moonlight, the humming sound of the engine sounded, and the pitch-black PL1109 fighter took off smoothly.

Its wings spread out like a giant flying bird, getting higher and smaller in Anzhe's sight, turning into an invisible black dot, and finally disappearing in the brilliant galaxy across the sky.

A distant roar was a sonic boom, and the fighter accelerated again.

Anzhe could not find it at all.

Everyone looked up at the endless night sky. There was a solemn silence in the hall. After a long time, everyone dispersed.

An Zhe was still standing there. Light footsteps sounded behind him. It was Seran.

"Sometimes I wonder why the colonel chose me as his successor, and what kind of qualities and principles he thinks a judge should have." Seran said, "Now I think, contrary to what people think, it's not cruelty, but kindness."

"Human interests are above all else. It's not kindness to one person, but kindness to the fate of humanity as a whole. This is the source of unshakable faith." Seran's voice was very soft and hoarse: "I sincerely hope that people a hundred years from now will not have to face everything we are facing now, if there are still humans at that time."

Anzhe didn't say anything, but looked up at the starry night sky, an endless and brilliant ocean.

Seran put his military jacket on him.

"When the aurora is bright again, the colonel will be back."