Chapter 106

Chapter 106

For a moment, the sergeants even doubted whether there was really a second pilot on the M2742.

But He Yunting has always been flying alone for so many years, let alone having a second pilot. Even if someone was bold enough to sit in the seat behind He Yunting, it would be impossible to connect to the mental power center.

Not to mention that He Yunting's mental power level is SSS, who dares to climb onto the general's mecha?

The sergeant who had this thought immediately erased it from his mind.

-

After the roar of M2742, silence returned to the surroundings.

The communication light from Qi Jiamu's mecha lit up.

The voice that came in was Xu Zhiheng's.

"Admiral, is the search for Central City...over?"

He Yunting did not answer immediately, and soon the communication lights in other places also lit up.

Maybe everyone knows that this is the last hope, so they are unwilling to give up even after seeing the scene before them.

"Admiral, please resume your search for signs of life in Central City."

"Please search and rescue the remaining humans!"

"Admiral!"

The voices overlapped one another, like the formation's final unwillingness and reluctance to leave.

After all, it was the last city, so He Yunting did not stop it in the end.

The soldiers began to spontaneously dispatch their mechas, searching with all their diligence and energy for even any possible life in this small city.

Unfortunately, when they returned here half a day later, they still found nothing.

After all, M2742 had been cleaned up once before, and now all that was left for them were bloodstained walls, torn clothes, and the sound of the bleak wind.

Even the corpses were dealt with cleanly.

In the end, nothing was left of the city.

Their location was not far from the original administrative hall of the central city. Looking up, they could see a corner of the building that had been destroyed by the mecha.

If you look carefully, you can still find the equipment used by the imperial official media some time ago.

But now even those who came from the Empire have disappeared.

The last time the fleet arrived at Central City, it was the only city where no one was infected.

Although these people were wary of the formation, they did not harbor any ill will.

Later, after the existence of antagonists was discovered, these soldiers were regarded as their saviors. After all, it is the embodiment of honor and hope from a distant empire.

But now there is no sign of life at all. Scattered on the ground are several body parts that were torn off at some unknown time, as well as a torn flag that symbolizes freedom and equality on Proton Star. The flagpole is broken and contaminated by scattered dirt, telling the people who can see it now what happened here.

-

M2742 stood in front of everyone. Since the antagonist had lost its effect, no one could leave the mecha directly in order to ensure safety. They basically relied on communication connections between various channels to communicate.

But the M2742 has a transparent pop-up capsule that allows commanders to communicate with sergeants face to face without touching the ground.

He Yunting took off his helmet, stood up and walked to the second cockpit.

"Are you waiting for me here?" he said to the Omega in front of him.

Lin Han sat in the driver's seat, sweat still seeping from his forehead. He still looked a little tired, but his eyes were brighter than usual: "Okay."

Neither of them explained much, just one look said it all.

He Yunting nodded and was about to go over and open the capsule, but after thinking about it, he couldn't help but reached out and stroked the Omega's sweaty face with his thumb: "Are you tired?"

"Not bad." Lin Han smiled at him with his eyes bent, "With the general in front of me taking the lead, I just need to assist."

Having said that, Lin Han's mental power can be directly connected to the central nervous system, which still relieves a lot of pressure for He Yunting.

Moreover, he has a thorough understanding of mechas and has better control over details than ordinary pilots.

"Was my move just now quite handsome?" Lin Han asked in a rare and childish way.

He was referring to the action of sheathing the sword.

It is obvious that for something like a lightsaber, it would be enough to just turn off the particle flow, but he insisted on controlling the mecha, like a real warrior, sheathing the blood-stained sword and completing a whole set of rituals.

After all, what he couldn't do before no matter how hard he tried can now finally be achieved with the help of another person, and he doesn't want to waste every moment.

"Yeah." He Yunting gave an unreserved affirmation.

He Yunting looked down at him, with a hint of guilt in his eyes: "Well, I'm out."

After all, the reason Lu Anhe called the research institute was because a starship was being dispatched with a large number of mechas, and professional mecha pilots were needed to assist. As a result, the experts who were supposed to stay on the starship on standby quietly climbed onto the commander's mecha and became pilots.

"When the research institute let you come here, they probably didn't expect the current situation." He Yunting still seemed to feel guilty for not being able to reveal Lin Han's identity.

"It makes no difference." Lin Han comforted, "I am accompanying you now."

He reached out and pushed He Yunting's shoulder: "Okay, I won't bother you anymore, you go first."

He Yunting nodded, but finally leaned over and kissed the other person lightly on the lips, just like the countless times Lin Han had kissed him with expectation in his eyes before leaving.

"Not for long," he said.

[Mr. Lin cannot tolerate any injustice.] 】

-

When He Yunting walked out of the capsule cabin, the mecha formation in front of him had been rearranged according to the numbers. No one spoke, and everyone looked quietly at the cold face of the commander in the capsule cabin.

"Report on the status of each city."

They relived three days that were even more distressing than the last massacre.

The cities they passed through had no signs of survival at all. Instead of watching these mindless aliens killing each other, the roar of various advanced weapons in the mecha seemed to be their final elegy.

"No survivors in Chris Harbor, no signs of life."

"There are no survivors in MacZelai City, and no signs of life."

"No survivors in Noshazhou, no signs of life."

"No survivors at Minzaburg, no signs of life."

…

By the time everyone had finished reporting, the message on the communicator already represented the outcome at the moment.

He Yunting's blue eyes were cold as he spoke.

"No survivors in Central City, no signs of life."

All the mechas fell into silence.

No one added anything to the report, and no scholar who didn't consider the situation stood up again and said that the planet could still be saved and was willing to make an attempt regardless of his own safety.

The world was silent, yet it seemed to be filled with weeping that was beyond human control.

Everyone was thinking silently in their hearts.

Will proton stars still exist?

Does anyone else remember?

This is a tiny, insignificant planet where only Beta lives.

Its technology is underdeveloped, and even its mechas are only life-size, so it cannot take part in any interstellar battle.

Its people don't seem to have much ambition to go to other planets, and just want to live on their own little planet. They haven't been to very far places, and may spend their entire lives just wandering around their own city.

But compared with various countries and planets, it is the most gentle and equal.

Small mechas are enough to maintain order on the proton star. They don’t have powerful experts and scholars, but they think this is fine.

People's lives are not rich but stable. They live peacefully without fighting or competing, and their lives are slow but leisurely.

But now it has completely disappeared due to an unexpected disaster.

The fleet has begun to return to the starship in an orderly manner, and will return once the inventory is completed.

The gray and dilapidated administrative building in the central city was the backdrop for their departure, and the gloomy and bloody sky was bidding farewell to them.

They came in a hurry and left in a hurry.

Return to their developed, progressive and prosperous planet.

At this time, the public communication channel lit up.

The voice of their commander came from inside: "It will exist."

“Someone will definitely remember it.”

But how to exist, and who will remember?

No one could answer this question.

-

After all the mechas had returned to their respective positions, the capsule cabin of M2742 was also folded up.

The starship began to set sail, and after leaving the thick blood-red air, everyone could finally walk out of the mecha and return to the starship.

They saw their commander was talking to his adjutant, and a young man was sitting nearby.

The young man was very quiet, recording something on his optical computer. His profile was handsome and gentle, and his black hair was soft and gentle. He should have been out of place on the starship full of steel-like soldiers and people, but people who saw him surprisingly did not find him out of place.

Some soldiers remembered him, and it seemed that he came here to ensure the operation of the mecha, but no one expected the Proton Star to be in this condition, so there was no chance for him to be useful.

Everyone speculated that it seemed that he had been alone on the starship for three days.

But the young man seemed to be very calm all the time, without any complaints. Occasionally he would look up and say a word or two to Lu Anhe, and his movements and behavior were gentle and appropriate.

Xu Zhiheng has remained silent since boarding the starship.

At the beginning, he would grab Qi Jiamu and keep asking about his brother's situation, fearing that the ending would be the same as that of these people now.

But Qi Jiaze's condition had been improving and there was no sign of a rebound, which made him calm down again and stop talking.

They came in such a mighty force that the huge starship seemed like a waste of its resources.

After all, they were just here to "clean up", and the scene that was originally imagined would never happen.

There was no clue for the research, and the antagonists that were effective against Omega were completely ineffective. Even if Xu Zhiheng had done new research after returning from Proton Star for the first time, he would not have been able to prevent what was happening now.

Who is responsible for the destruction of a planet?

It is conceivable that after arriving at the core area, the people of the entire empire will be disappointed and shocked, and even cause panic among a certain gender. But now the main messengers who were originally thought to be the cause have been buried here together. Is it an internal problem of the country, or have certain places quietly changed?

As the starship moved forward, the surroundings gradually sank into darkness.

After most of the soldiers went back to rest, He Yunting heard a noise at the door of the command room and Lin Han pushed the door open and walked in.

He Yunting was still staring at the split screen and communication monitoring, and only when he saw him coming did his brows soften a little.

"Why don't you go to bed?"

Lin Han closed the door of the command room and walked over: "You haven't slept either."

He Yunting said, "Mr. Lin and I are different," but after meeting Lin Han's eyes, he sighed in his heart, said nothing more, and simply reached out and held the person in his arms.

"Are you tired?" There is also a complete living system on the starship. He Yunting smelled some refreshing water vapor on Lin Han.

"You asked today." Lin Han raised his head in his arms, "The general is really talking more and more."

"..." Before He Yunting could even open his mouth, he was interrupted by Lin Han.

"But it's a good thing."

Lin Han reached out and pushed He Yunting onto the chair, then sat on his lap face to face with him, put her arms around his neck, rested her head on his shoulder, and gave He Yunting some rare tenderness.

He read about some concerns and uneasiness.

"What's wrong?" Lin Han asked.

"Not quite right." He Yunting said briefly.

"It's probably because of the public opinion when I return."

No matter what, it is a planet after all. No one would not be shocked if it suddenly disappeared without war.

"Yes and no." He Yunting looked out the window. "This is different from the previous two public opinions. Everyone's attention will be on the Proton Star, and coincidentally, it was the genes of the Zerg habits that caused its demise."

"There were signs of this during the last training. Xi Yuan must have done something, but it definitely wasn't the last one." He Yunting's voice turned cold. Lin Han noticed the change in his mood and didn't say anything. He just patted his back and released some soothing pheromones.

"Since you have thought of this, you must know what to do." Lin Han saw that He Yunting had switched the communication channel back to the Imperial Base and began to issue instructions in a concise manner.

All active-duty soldiers at the base are making wartime preparations, upgrading their mecha defense systems and opening defense barriers in each area.

However, due to the time difference, some city defense forces that were not under the jurisdiction of the base did not respond immediately.

The city defense army is considered to be a force assigned by the emperor to Wen Tianyao for training. He Yunting will not interfere. Since the bulk of the military management has been in He Yunting's hands in recent years, it is harmless to give a small part to Wen Tianyao for a try.

But I didn't expect that the city defense forces would be so negligent that they couldn't even get through the communication immediately.

He Yunting left a message and instructed other personnel at the base to notify the city defense forces again to reinforce the magnetic field signal of the jump point.

When he had dealt with everything, he found that the person who had leaned on his shoulder and said he was not tired at all had fallen asleep.

Lin Han looked very well behaved when he was sleeping, even his breathing was very light.

His hands were still holding He Yunting, and his whole body and mind subconsciously wanted to get closer and rely on him.

He didn't know whether Lin Han could read his worries in his dream, such as the current situation of the city defense army that had not responded yet, and whether they would obey his orders seriously.

But He Yunting still couldn't bear to move, for fear of waking the other person up.

He maintained this position and hugged her quietly all night.

-

A day later, the starship will arrive.

Not only the Empire, but the entire surrounding galaxy was shocked by the news. The failed genetic fusion destroyed a small planet that should have been a peaceful place for survival. It was also an independent planet of the Empire. Moreover, the Empire had sent out two fleets but to no avail.

The source of the gene could not be found, and it was unclear when the experiment began. Even the parliament brought the matter to the table, and they argued all day long with innuendos. The peace faction was directly angry and said that this was a conspiracy of the war faction, while Luo Qi of the war faction sneered and said that the other party could not produce any evidence and was blindly slandering others.

The news throughout the day, apart from reporting on the debate in parliament, is full of various analyses of the proton star, discussing whether such a disaster will happen again and whether it will affect other unrelated planets.

Since it is not a war, the starship will dock directly. There is no need to pass through Central Park like last time, but it can go straight back to the base.

Lin Han woke up to the roar of the ball about to land and found that he was still being held by He Yunting.

He was a little embarrassed. He fell asleep before He Yunting finished talking yesterday. He rubbed his eyes and tried to get off him: "Last night..."

Lin Han was unable to finish the sentence.

A quick and sharp alarm suddenly pierced everyone's eardrums!

After the first alarm sounded, red alarm lights in all areas of the entire starship suddenly lit up. A long and sharp sound lingered in the air. Lin Han stood up suddenly, looking around in shock. Turning around, he saw He Yunting's cold but expected expression: "This is--"

He suddenly remembered what He Yunting said last night.

Amid the flashing red warning lights and overwhelming alarm sounds, all the screens on the starship flashed quietly at the same time.

At the same time, the city defense army's network defense line was suddenly breached, and the TV news, optical computer browser, light screen on the aircraft, and large screen in the civilian area were all flashing.

They were still immersed in the news of the destruction of the proton star and had no idea what had happened.

Until a giant sandworm suddenly appeared on all the screens.

Screams and the roars of the sandworm sounded at the same time. Pus oozed from its green skin, and its tentacles and sharp mouthparts appeared extremely terrifying because they were magnified excessively. A cold and eerie light spread on its limbs, which was terrifying.

The next second, the terrifying legs covered with hard black thorns swung towards the people fiercely, as if they could bypass the signal, smash the light screen, and pierce all the people who saw this frame of the picture!

What proton star, what unreachable Beta planet.

——This is the disaster that is imminent and unavoidable for them.

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