Chapter 115 Top Alpha: He was once a crippled Omega. 25. Sinking...
The Seventh Squad returned to the Silverwing Legion with the strange mutants.
After the situation was reported, within three hours, all team members, including Qi Sheng, were gathered at a secret training base, where communications were blocked and they were no longer allowed to leave.
Qi Sheng and his group initially believed their guess was true, as it was related to the origin of the alien species and was of paramount importance, making such secrecy necessary. However, they soon realized something was amiss.
On the second day of being trapped at the base, all members of the team were isolated.
On the fourth day, the guards on the outer perimeter changed. They were no longer from the Silverwing Legion, but from White Night Federation soldiers whose organizational structure was indistinguishable. Each of them wore combat helmets, revealing only their eyes.
On the fifth day, each team member received an encrypted communication from an unknown source. Within the communication, a person with altered voice and image spoke to them amidst the noisy electrical current.
On the eleventh day, the chaos of the Far Voyage Star broke out.
“…To be honest, I didn’t know most of these things back then,” Grant leaned against the counter, his face shrouded in shadow, his eyes showing a weariness far greater than before. “I only heard bits and pieces of rumors, that a special operations team had an accident and was suspected of going missing. After that, the Legion conducted some covert investigations and imposed martial law, which was different from usual, but no one knows exactly what happened.”
"What I'm telling you now is what we found out later."
Gran's voice was deep and hoarse: "The chaos on the Far Voyage Star broke out too suddenly, there are many strange things, and the casualties were so great. It was also the first time that the aliens bypassed the main battlefield and directly attacked an important military stronghold of the White Night Federation. Logically speaking, no one would not take it seriously."
"But the truth is, the investigation into this war only lasted a few months. A few months later, the investigation team, led by Qi Yun, held a press conference to announce the results of the investigation into the chaos on Far Voyage Star, stating that everything was an accident caused by patrol negligence and that the relevant personnel would be held accountable. At the same time, the military court conducted an internal trial, without public access, of the main force of the military stationed on Far Voyage Star at the time, the Silver Wing Legion, and imposed corresponding punishments."
"And then... many years passed."
Upon hearing this, Qi Pingye understood.
He pieced together countless chaotic puzzle pieces, revealing the outline of the truth.
Silverwing Legion, Alien Species, Chaos on the Far Voyage Star...
Qi Yun, hospital mix-up, the Party of Light...
“So,” Qi Pingye said in a hoarse voice, uttering the guess that was already clear on the tip of his tongue, “that batch of aliens, no, it should be said that all the aliens we have encountered so far may be problematic… They may not be the alien creatures that the experts are talking about, but rather a conspiracy from within the White Night Federation.”
"Or, to be more precise, they were likely created artificially, and the mastermind behind it was the Illuminati..."
Grant said, "Based on the clues we have so far, there's a high probability that's the case."
"Why did they do that?" Qi Pingye asked a question that everyone who heard the answer would want to ask from the bottom of their hearts.
Grand said, "I don't know. But based on our speculation, it's probably for the stability of the White Night Federation."
Was the creation of the mutant species that slaughtered countless humans in the White Night Federation for the sake of the White Night Federation's stability?
This answer left Qi Pingye completely bewildered.
"Are they crazy?" Qi Pingye asked incredulously.
“No, they’re not crazy. On the contrary, they’re very clear-headed,” Grant said, a smirk playing on his lips, his eyes filled with sarcasm and anger. “Clearly selfish, clearly thirsting for and chasing after power.”
Qi Pingye looked at Gran.
“Do you remember?” Gran said. “This year is the 324th year of the White Night Era. More than three hundred years have passed since humanity left its home planet and entered space. Perhaps many things started out as thriving and peaceful, but nothing in the world gets better forever. Over time, many contradictions will emerge, become unsolvable, and accumulate, becoming bloated and unbearable.”
"The legion commander once said that the White Night Federation at that time had become a huge powder keg, and with just a spark, it would explode with a bang."
"But before it could explode, the alien species appeared."
"At that time, the Light Party was in power. With a single order from the president and the parliament, the entire White Night Federation was mobilized to fight against the aliens. A much larger wave was rising, and the previous conflicts seemed to have become mere ripples, insignificant in the face of the tide."
"They say that's politics."
Grant said, "It's pretty funny, isn't it?"
Qi Pingye didn't know what to say.
Perhaps he was already mentally prepared after hearing One-Eyed Dragon's questioning of Councilor Peng, or perhaps he had already seen a lot of filth beneath the glitz and glamour of Central Star. In any case, Qi Pingye's shock and surprise were not as great as he had imagined.
At least, it wasn't as much as his anger.
His fingers pressed against the metal wall of the medical pod, trembling slightly from the excessive pressure.
He recalled everything he knew about the aliens and the Light Party.
To be honest, until these two days ago, he never doubted that there was any connection between the two.
One is an enemy that the White Night Federation has been fighting against for fifty years without being able to eradicate, while the other stepped onto the political stage at the very beginning of the White Night Federation's establishment and has recently seized power, becoming the largest party with the sole ruling party. Apart from confrontation and killing, they have absolutely no overt interaction.
However, some things, if not pointed out, will naturally not be connected and no one will care. But once pointed out, looking back, one can find that there were clues everywhere in the past.
"You... and those people in the wine cellar, were they all former members of the Silverwing Legion?" Qi Pingye suddenly thought of something and asked.
“There aren’t that many,” Grant scoffed. “The ones you met last night, apart from the one lying next door who’s still asleep, were all desperate criminals.”
He paused, then continued, "During the chaos on Far Voyage Star, the Silverwing Legion suffered heavy losses and was severely weakened. Two and a half of its three divisions were gone, and the rest were either held accountable, retired, or left. The legion commander was gone, two of the three division commanders left, and the remaining commander of the Third Division joined the Third Army. The Silverwing Legion existed in name only and was later downgraded to a corps and incorporated into the Third Army. There weren't many people left, either new or old."
"And who's that person next door?"
“A captain in the Second Division, named Bravid,” Grant said, “among the old guys we’re still alive, he and some others are the more impetuous and radical ones, calling themselves the Restorationists, and they’ll do anything to get things done. They’ve been responsible for a lot of terrorist attacks in recent years. As long as they can cause trouble for the Light Party, get revenge, follow clues, and find an opportunity to expose everything and bring down the Light Party, they won’t care about the lives of innocent people.”
"And what about you?" Qi Pingye stared directly at Gran.
Granville looked up: "We're called the Old Silverwing. We only follow one thread. We'll kill and risk our lives for that clue, but we still have a bottom line."
"I also want to remind you that revenge must be taken and justice must be served, but hatred and relentless pursuit are not everything in life. For you young people, what is more important is the future, not the past in which you did not participate."
“I agree with that, but I’ve already gotten involved,” Qi Pingye said.
"You mean Representative Peng?" Grant raised an eyebrow. "Although he rarely comes to Far Voyage Star, he has enemies everywhere because of the scum he did on Central Star and his suspected identity as a high-ranking member of the Light Party's intelligence department."
“We’re not the only ones who want to get him, and we’re not the only so-called rebels either. There’s the Citizens’ Alliance, the New Front, the Majority Party, and so on and so forth. We’re not even in the top ranks. If you’re worried that he’ll target you because of what happened last night, there’s absolutely no need to worry.”
Qi Pingye didn't say anything more, but changed the subject, saying, "What is your purpose? To find concrete evidence and reveal the truth? Where are you at now?"
Gran knew that Qi Pingye understood what he meant, but if he still asked, he was just pretending to be stupid.
“I don’t want you involved, understand?” Grant said directly, no longer bothering with beating around the bush. “This is a matter for us old folks, none of your business.”
Qi Pingye stared at him: "If you don't intend to involve me, why tell me so much?"
"I could completely avoid answering your questions and secretly obstruct your actions to protect you, but that would be too risky. If I fail to stop you even once, something bad will happen."
"Compared to this, I'd rather be honest with you and tell you clearly what things were like back then, as we found out. I'll also clearly refuse you and hope you'll just live your quiet life. If you don't listen, then I can clearly stop you. If I can't stop you, then I've done my best."
"That's one of the reasons I chose to tell you this."
"As for the second..."
Gran's eyes were a deep green, meeting Qi Pingye's gaze without flinching or avoiding it.
"Was that pheromone inspection on the public spaceship of Y3 modified planet because of you?"
Gran said in a deep voice, "What did you take from those people in the Qi family?"
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District 9, 5 p.m.
After get off work, Chen Wu tidied up, said goodbye to the boss, and left the machine repair shop.
The winter sky on Far Voyage Star was even more gloomy, the wind was biting cold on the road, there were few pedestrians, and the tree trunks on both sides were bare, creating a desolate scene.
Chen Wu wrapped himself tightly in his cotton coat, lowered his head, and walked at a moderate pace toward the school.
The school's evening classes start at seven o'clock. It takes time to walk there and time to eat dinner, so from five to seven o'clock, Chen Wu usually doesn't go home. Instead, she goes to the school or a small shop by the roadside to grab a quick bite and then waits for school to end so that Qi Pingye can feed her a late-night snack.
He had been fed so much that his abs almost disappeared, but recently Qi Pingye has been busy and picks him up less often, and there are no more late-night snacks, so he has finally breathed a sigh of relief and been able to maintain his physique.
Thinking of Qi Pingye, Chen Wu pulled her right hand out of her warm pocket and glanced at her watch.
The pop-up screen was clean, with no message from Qi Pingye.
It's been more than a day and a night. If we wait another night, it will exceed Qi Pingye's longest period of no contact.
Shen Wu stared at the light screen, looking from one end of the street to the other, but ultimately withdrew his hand without sending a message.
He was afraid that Qi Pingye was on a mission and that he would disturb him and distract him.
Chenwu lowered his eyes silently, turned around, and went into a convenience store.
He didn't have much of an appetite tonight, so he'd be happy with just a sandwich or something. Even though he'd just received his salary this month, he figured he should be careful with his spending. He'd recently taken a fancy to a combat uniform; Qi Pingye would definitely look great in it.
Thinking this way, Chenwu's gloomy mood, which had been somewhat oppressive in the gloomy weather, immediately improved considerably.
As he walked among the shelves of the convenience store, his gaze swept casually across a row of glass cases before suddenly freezing.
The glass display case reflected the scene across the street through the gaps in the shelves.
A man in a brown jacket is facing away from the convenience store and talking to a street vendor.
Shen Wu remembered that when he went out for lunch today, the man was wearing a black overcoat. At that time, he appeared outside the restaurant where he was eating.
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Author's Note: From tomorrow until October 8th, during the National Day holiday, the update time will be temporarily changed to 22:30. It will resume its normal 18:00 after the holiday.
[Laughing and crying with face covered] The author is taking a break these past few days, using electronic devices less, so efficiency is a bit lower, hence the slightly later updates. Bow.
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