Chapter 253 Breaking the Situation Fate Plays with Him
Everyone was a little surprised to hear Bai Ling say "No need to check". But after taking another look at the surname and thinking about Commander Bai's background, they began to have some guesses.
It's his mother.
The obstacle that hindered the entire army was discovered by Commander Bai's mother.
This incident seems accidental, but its occurrence at this juncture makes us think deeply. As I continued thinking about this, I felt a strange discomfort.
According to the archive time, the project was recorded in 2396, which was the eve of Bai Ling's arrival in the empire when he just turned five years old.
They all knew that Earth's technological archaeologists would not live long. By raising the child until he was five years old, the effects of high radiation on his body would probably have begun to show, otherwise he would not have been sent away so soon.
Therefore, for Bai Ling, this energy shield is not a great discovery of the earth, but the indirect murderer of his mother.
Kidd's face turned pale: "They did it on purpose."
There are thousands of ways to defend against weapons, but I chose this one. Everyone present felt a chill on the back of their necks, as if a huge malice penetrated time and space and enveloped them in an instant, making it hard to breathe.
It was like she was dancing in front of him on purpose, showing him: Look, do you remember how your mother died?
It must have been done by an acquaintance from that year.
Bai Ling's eyes were dim. He clicked on the interface and scrolled down to the bottom:
[Project leader: Cen Genghong]
【Project Unit: Earth Civilization Renaissance Program】
Cen Genghong. When Bai Ling saw this name, a gentle and elegant face appeared in his mind for the first time in a long time. He has a typical oriental appearance and white fingers, but he has become the head of the planning agency in his early thirties. As a high-quality man by underground city standards, he never lacked a partner. He had three wives, but only gave birth to one daughter.
His daughter Cen Yan was very much like him, with the same fair complexion - different from the inhuman paleness of marine creatures like Yu Chen, but a kind of white that was full of life, free from dust, and delicate.
Clean, soft and rich.
So every time she came to hold Bai Ling's hand, she would considerately bring a piece of disinfectant tissue so that the young bird could wipe the mud out of the cracks in its nails first.
She and Bai Ling went to the same kindergarten and went to the same swimming training class after school. In the eyes of children and teachers, they are childhood sweethearts and inseparable.
Later, Bai Ling boarded a ship to the Empire, while Cen Yan stayed on Earth. Since then, Bai Ling has never heard from their family again.
The reason why Cen Yan stayed was very simple. Her father, Director Cen, believes that long-term cross-galaxy travel will have an impact on children's physical health. Moreover, the cosmic environment is changeable and shipwrecks often occur. Cen Genghong dotes on his daughter and is unwilling to take the risk.
As if it had come true, a serious shipwreck really occurred that time.
The ship was privately operated, not officially sent by the empire, so the medical conditions and equipment were inferior. During the journey, there was a sudden burst of radiation from a nearby asteroid, and the radiation increased to more than a thousand times that of usual. In addition, the radiation shield of the spacecraft was not up to standard, and many children slowly died after being exposed.
During the next two months of sailing, Bai Ling slept in bunk beds in a room with 20 people. Sometimes when I get up in the morning and say hello to the kid in the lower bunk, I poke him and find that his body is already hard. He suddenly realized that the other party stopped talking during the conversation last night. It was not because the other party fell asleep, but because he was talking to a corpse.
Before leaving the ship, the crew joked: "This kid is neither dead nor crazy, he is really lucky."
Although he did not die, his genes mutated due to the accident, and his hair color changed from dark gray-blue to albino.
Fate never stopped playing tricks on him. I don’t know whether it is fortunate or unfortunate.
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Professor Morris was very efficient and quickly made a brief assessment of the properties of the energy shield based on the archival materials:
"There is nothing absolutely perfect in the world. Even the most powerful weapons have their shortcomings."
In the video communication, the professor pushed up his glasses and explained:
"Dark matter is like an extremely black pigment that does not absorb or reflect light. We cannot observe it with existing technology. Even if we take a picture, the image will be pitch black."
"In addition, it can self-fission, like half a perpetual motion machine, to provide a continuous supply of energy."
"This technology of controlling dark matter and applying it stably to the protective net is indeed far beyond the current level of scientific knowledge in interstellar space." He changed the subject, "But this does not mean that we have not studied it."
After a pause, he shared the schematic diagram he had hurriedly made:
"Please look here. I roughly ran a simulation experiment. Although the energy shield seems indestructible, as long as we use conventional particle missile weapons and bombard it continuously, its generator will be exhausted within three days."
In short, this thing is indeed invincible in terms of pure energy, but just like a nuclear power plant, no matter how strong the energy is, it still needs a generator. As long as the durability of this device is exhausted, the dark matter will not be able to maintain stability, and the big net blocking their way will collapse.
Kidd nodded repeatedly, feeling that he finally saw a glimmer of hope: "Okay, then, tell us how much ammunition you want, and we'll just smash it."
"Two billion tons of equivalent."
When they heard him announce the number, everyone's face changed. Kidd was even more puzzled: "What? 2 billion, you must have miscalculated!"
Professor Morris said: "It is impossible to be wrong. This is a conservative estimate. The actual loss may be slightly higher."
His tone was so matter-of-fact that Kidd wanted to punch him. As a university professor, you sit in the classroom every day. Do you know that the military expenditure of our revolutionary army is saved from every penny?
There are also 2 billion equivalents, which, if converted into air-to-air, air-to-ground, and space ballistic missiles, is almost equivalent to emptying their assets.
In order to capture a planet, they empty out their resources and use up all their skills. What's the point of fighting in the future?
There is no way to fight back when the enemy comes, just stand there and wait to be shot!
And even if we take a step back, even if the old emperor supports the arms and funds, we can still make more ammunition if we don't have enough. But missiles are not loaves of bread on a production line. How can they be produced in a short time?
From this point of view, even if they have the possibility of breaking through, the time for actual action will be postponed indefinitely until they have accumulated enough ammunition.
Xiwu Si said succinctly: "So we still can't fight. Either put it on hold or take a detour and fight again after we take over the capital planet."
Kidd frowned, "No! This thing is a big hidden danger. Who knows if they have other tricks up their sleeves? If our main force passes by and they go around and stab us in the back, we're done for!"
Xiwu Si was also very annoyed: "Then what do you say we should do? We can't fight, and we can't get around. Are we going to waste our time on this planet until we die?"
Seeing that they were about to start arguing, Bai Ling simply adjourned the meeting and resumed the discussion later.
But the two birds were still a little furious, as if they had a grudge in their chest and would feel uncomfortable if they didn't find a place to vent it.
This can't be blamed on them.
After all, from a month ago to now, the plan to liberate New Columbus has been repeatedly frustrated. First the reconnaissance team was wiped out, then the informant was cut off, and now the entire planet is closed and no one can even get in. The situation escalated step by step. They tried every method, but the enemy didn't even show up. It was like a punch hitting cotton. Who wouldn't feel frustrated?
Just when everyone was at a loss, they suddenly received a message.
The news comes from the missing Lan Jian.
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New Columbus.
I don’t know if it was because all the people in the city went to the cult meeting, the defense of the hospital was greatly weakened, and the three-person team actually escaped from the hospital building without any danger.
Not only that, Pei La also used a micro-computer to take pictures of the scene in the scary room and took them out.
During the trip, Lan Jian began to worry: "How do you think we can pass on the message? Once the big net in the sky is pulled, everyone will lose the Internet. My grandma won't even watch the short videos anymore."
Pei La tried to move her abdominal muscles: "We'll talk about the rest later. It's important to get out first."
At this moment, Mu Li's mind raced, and he remembered something: "Hey, didn't we hear that man making a call when we first came in? From what he said, it seemed like he was calling an alien planet."
Lan Jian was shocked: "Oh yeah! How did he get the internet?"
Mu Li used his sticky soft flesh to stroke the non-existent oyster's jaw. "His terminal must be specially made... or the insider has special channels, such as chip cards, which can be identified and penetrate that layer of net."
Lan Jian thought so too. It’s such a big planet, it’s impossible to be completely cut off from the outside world, right? It must be the civilians like them who cut off the order. The top leaders cannot cut off the order.
He made a prompt decision: "Then let's go steal his terminal!"
Mu Li almost wanted to hit him on the head, "Are you crazy? He has a gun, a big one. And he's very strong, I think he can beat the three of us alone."
"What's the big deal?" Lan Jian proudly spread his plush wings. "My wingspan is also 1.5 meters. When the time comes, you guys run first and I'll take his punches."
Pei La couldn't help but chuckle, "Are you stupid? You have wings, you can fly away."
The seabird with big blue feet, its head tilted in a funny way, and its button-like eyes with black dots on a white background, looked like one of those cheap toys given away when you pop balloons at an amusement park. But he was very serious:
"Commander Bai said that we must unite, and unity does not mean abandoning teammates."
After being stared at by that gaze for a while, Pei La said, "You really admire him."
"Of course. I also admire Marshal Sava, General Seagull and others. Don't you?" Lan Jian puffed out his chest proudly.
"no."
"What?" Lan Jian's eyes almost popped out of his head. He took a half step back exaggeratedly, looked up and down at the sea snake, and asked suspiciously, "You didn't join the Revolutionary Army because you admire the Revolutionary Army. Are you... a royalist?"
Pei La: “Not really.”
"So which faction do you belong to? It makes me feel uneasy."
Pei La tied himself up unhappily, "Do I have to be someone's supporter? Then I'll just be my own person."
"What kind of truth is this?" Lan Jian was really confused.
Pei La said confidently, "That's right. There are many underground resistance organizations in the empire, and Bai Ling's revolutionary army is just the strongest one. If he's there, I'll join. If he's not there, I might be able to create my own faction someday. The Wild Star is not locked, and if he can make a fortune from it, why can't I do the same?"
As she spoke, the girl flicked her snake's tail and said, "Besides, he's not much older than me."
Lan Jian was stunned by her lofty ambitions. Before this, he had never considered which side he would join if the Revolutionary Army did not exist. But after hearing what Pei La said, he suddenly felt that... if he had not been drafted into the army, then joining Pei La's team on the spot would not be a bad idea.
After all, they are all for freedom and equality, and they are the same goal.
Afterwards, the three of them made a plan to go downstairs to the warehouse and steal the man’s terminal.
But this time, it was as if fate had deliberately let them off the hook. Their luck was terrifyingly good.
The man's car door was not locked, and the terminal was on the table, but he was not there. From a distance I could hear some noises, it sounded like something in the box was broken, and he was dragging the bag around in a rage to deal with it.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the three of them took the terminal and ran back to the sewer entrance. They closed the door with a clang and jumped into the deep waterway.
Their noses were filled with a pungent odor, but for the first time they found the smell extremely comfortable.
Safe for now.
Hiding back in the site, Lan Jian used the terminal to log into his encrypted account and clicked send. The status of the message box rotated twice, and as they swallowed nervously, it turned into a check mark.
[Sent]
But they don’t know that the video about child imprisonment is not a timely help.
Instead, it added fuel to the fire of the revolutionary army's current situation, making it ten times more anxious!
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"--Dry!"
Kidd slammed his fist on the table, his pupils congested to the extreme, "Those children...some of them were lost from Qiaotou Star! Their parents even asked me to help find them...Fuck them! How could they appear here! "
He used so much force that his finger bones broke the skin, and blood oozed out. Seeing this, the sailor went out silently to find alcohol and cotton wool.
"Don't get excited yet," Bai Ling said coldly. He stroked Kidd's back, smoothed his fur, and pushed him back into the chair. "Your health is more important."
Kidd sat down and took a break, but couldn't help but laugh at himself: "My life doesn't matter. It's already like this. It's a thousand times better to die on the battlefield than to die of illness directly."
Xiwu Si stood aside with his arms folded, and nodded slightly when he heard the words, as if he agreed.
"But those cubs are different!" Kidd clenched his fists. He was thin due to long-term illness, and his fingers were trembling. "They are still young in life and have many possibilities. How can they be locked up like pets? Tell me, were they captured for experiments? Testing drugs! Or eaten - I heard that some nobles would eat newborn babies to maintain eternal youth. Maybe my cubs were also captured in this way!"
At this time, Xiwu Si's tone was realistic enough to pour cold water on him:
"I know you're worried, but the fact is, we can't smash all our missiles just for a few hundred kidnapped cubs."
The air stuck in my chest couldn't be exhaled for a moment, and it felt like it was about to burst apart. Kidd suddenly bent down, covered his mouth and vomited blood.
Bai Ling's body shook, his retina reflected the deep red that seeped out from between his fingers, and his mind overlapped this scene with the scenes from his previous life. His body moved faster than his brain, and he immediately hugged the body of this old friend who had been with him for many years, and comforted him, "Don't panic, don't panic... We will definitely solve it."
Kidd recovered and grabbed his arm. He used the force to lift his head slightly and made a helpless expression, "...Sometimes I think God is playing tricks on me and wants to drive me away."
Bai Ling patted his arched back again and again, his eyes slightly lowered, "No, even if God really wants to take you away," his tone suddenly turned cold, "he must ask for my opinion first."
The sailor came in with an alcohol Band-Aid, his face changed. He wanted to help Kidd to rest, but Kidd waved his hand and sent him out.
After he left, the office was silent. The three birds all fell silent and no one spoke for a while.
After all, there is nothing much to say. When all is said and done, there are only two options - to choose not to fight and preserve strength is to ignore the persecuted young people and to burn one's conscience; to choose to fight and use up the ammunition is to disregard the future of the revolutionary army and to be irresponsible to all the soldiers.
This is like a classic trolley problem, no matter which way you go, it's a dead end.
It was almost evening and the light was fading. Bai Ling walked to the porthole and wanted to pull up the blinds a little to let in some light to relieve his depressed mood.
He looked outside and saw that the soldiers of the Seagull Regiment were still training. The older ones taught the younger ones how to launch cheap guided missiles, and then rush forward to seize the opponent's mecha while the opponent thinks he is out of ammunition.
Fires cheap guided missiles.
Guided missile...
Cheap.
His pupils suddenly shrank, and he turned back and quickly opened the situation map. The two birds raised their heads instantly because of his sudden action, and their eyes followed the direction of his finger.
"Seibu-ji, you said before that if we run out of ammunition, we might be counterattacked by the Imperial Army in the capital, right?"
Xiwusi: "That's true, especially since our current commander is the top subordinate of Golden Eagle, Admiral Jiao. She is a ruthless warrior and will never miss any opportunity to annihilate us."
Bai Ling nodded, his face cold and clear, and said to them: "Then, smash it!"
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Bai Ling told them roughly about his plan. Seibushi and Kidd both felt that although there were many uncertainties, it was generally feasible.
The three birds completed each other's details. After a moment, Bai Ling called over his confidential adjutant Hal.
"Hal, the guy who invited me to go horseback riding last time, what was his name?"
Hal: "Steel Xiaokai?"
"Yes, it's him," Bai Ling recalled. "I remember he mentioned it at the dinner table. They have a steel company alliance and often exchange goods with each other. There is also someone who specializes in dealing with scrap iron. You go and ask him if there is anyone who produces gas cylinders. If there is, can you find me 100,000 of them within two days? The money will be paid according to the market price and delivered immediately."
Less than half an hour later, Hal brought back the message.
The Steel Company Alliance said, "Inflation has made fuel unaffordable for the public, and gas cylinders are unsalable. There are 3,000 factories with over 100,000 in stock, or even 200,000! All at rock-bottom prices. Please find someone to take them away, please!"
After the final calculation, assuming 50 star coins each, 100,000 is only 5 million.
Although five million may seem like a lot, it is actually very cheap compared to the sky-high price of 700,000 for a Gorgon air-to-ground particle missile.
Kidd and Seibu looked at the report, exclaiming in amazement:
"If this can be accomplished, it will probably go down in history as the most cost-effective battle in the history of the empire."
Bai Ling: "Then the code name of the operation is 'Juhuasuan'."
That night, the Revolutionary Army announced that it would launch a carpet bombing on New Columbus.
As soon as this news came out, the entire galaxy was in an uproar! Because the Revolutionary Army has always appeared to be just and kind to prisoners, and has never done anything crazy like villains, such as large-scale bombing of planets.
The media rushed out to explore the reasons why the revolutionary army behaved abnormally.
At this time, a person who "did not want to be named" revealed that Bai Ling's participation in the battle did not receive the approval of Emperor Isupareso - he made the decision privately.
This makes people wonder whether Bai Ling lost his mind in the war and had a conflict with the old emperor. Is the once unbreakable alliance finally falling apart?
The reporter asked boldly when the microphone was handed to him: "Commander Bai, I heard that His Majesty did not sign the war declaration this time? Can you tell me the reason?"
Bai Ling turned his cold eyes away, "He is sick."
The reporter pressed the issue sarcastically: "What kind of illness has caused Your Majesty to be unable to use even the most basic seal?"
Bai Ling sneered, lowering his eyebrows, and looked provocative and oppressive: "You have the disease of 'not listening to me'."
Everyone around him gasped, and he lowered his head and began to write frantically: [Is it the decline of morality or the distortion of sexuality? The Contract Queen intends to rebel - does he really think he is the executive vice emperor? ]
The young reporter was so engrossed in his story that he didn't notice the sudden change in the face of the man behind him, which cast a shadow in front of his eyes.
A slender hand with calluses snatched the notebook away from him and glanced at it nonchalantly. Just when everyone held their breath, thinking that the young reporter was going to be severely punished today, they heard the militaristic omega hand the notebook back and calmly and indifferently ordered:
"Remove the word 'deputy' and change the question mark into a period."
The media were subconsciously stunned. I don't want a vice emperor, I want...
Reporters: “…………!!!!!?”
No, we are just trying to discredit you on purpose, are you serious? ?
It’s over, he’s serious about it, the way the female looks down on him and is loyal to her desires... I love it even more!
At the same time, the capital star——
A luxurious aircraft quietly entered the channel. According to the Transportation Department's records, it is owned by a retired lawyer. But no one knew that the lawyer's husband was one of the Demon Pillar's old ministers, the former Imperial Finance Minister, codenamed "Ramo".
In the aircraft, Ramo turned away from the live news screen and asked anxiously:
"Your Majesty, is this really the case?"
The blond man sipped his tea elegantly, glanced at the screen, and said with a sigh that seemed to be true or false: "Yes, because I was imprisoned by the queen for being disobedient, so I ran away from home."
Ramo's pupils trembled: "What, it's actually true!"
Running away from home... What a niche word. Can it be applied to Ysuparaiso?
Yu Chen: "This is the first time I've run away from home."
Rameau: ...Please don't look so happy.
"Please don't joke with me, Your Majesty. Her Majesty the Queen imprisoned you and publicly said those words to imply usurpation of power. This is completely disrespectful to you. This matter is of no trivial matter!" Ramo said nervously.
Yu Chen thought for a moment and said, "Indeed, you are right."
Ramo breathed a sigh of relief: "Really? So you must give orders immediately and take necessary measures."
The mermaid lazily leaned back, her forest green eyes smiling charmingly, and she shook her ankles slightly, as if she was shaking her tail briskly. "Then Minister of Finance, go ask the Queen if there is enough money to start a rebellion. If not, I will add more."
Ramos was struck by lightning, you, you... he was almost in tears, you really love me.
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