Origin of Mars

Chapter 5 Parliament
After a long wait, the live broadcast room that countless people had been waiting for was finally opened again.

The wasteland of Mars is back in sight.

The magnificent and novel world attracted people's subconscious cheers, but some keen people still noticed something was wrong.

There was no shortage of smart people, and they started posting footage and screenshots from the past, eager for an official answer.

But the people in charge of the post bars in various forums have been notified that the survival time of these posts will not exceed 3 minutes.

This forced deletion has undoubtedly caused outrage.

"What do you mean? Gou, the lord deleted my post again, is it sick!"

"It seems that there are really aliens, otherwise why would the accusation be so urgent?"

"It's about to post, it's about to post, brothers, change places to brush!"

At this time, on the live broadcast platforms of all major platforms, there were tsunami-like bullet screens——

[Release the picture of the alien! ! 】

[There must be a ghost, we need an answer! ! 】

But now the Aviation Central Department has already entered a state of combat readiness, and it can only give priority to the static cooling plan for the public opinion offensive on these networks. , we no longer have the leisure to manage public opinion in the online world.

In the words of Yu Han, let them brush, and when they are tired, they go to bed.

At a time when the country is frantically suppressing the heat, this video has already been circulated on the Internet.

In a spacious conference room, a huge star flag was hanging above it, and then the door opened, and officers walked into the conference room one by one, sitting in their seats, not saying a word, just exchanging glances with each other.

Some of them had messy collars and didn't even hang their medals neatly, as if they had been summoned urgently.

After all the officers were in place, a slightly old general walked into the meeting room led by two soldiers.

Although his face was covered with wrinkles, his eyes shone with a sharp cold light. He looked around without anger, and all the senior officers lowered their heads, subconsciously avoiding contact with the general. Look at each other.

The general sat at the top of the conference table and raised his hand. A soldier beside him immediately turned on the large projection screen behind him.

The picture on the big screen is exactly the "alien infestation picture" that is making a lot of noise at present.

"I'm sure some of you have already seen the video."

The general crossed his fingers, and spoke slowly, his hoarse voice was like scratching a rough copper pipe with an iron sheet, making people's skin tight.

"Even I thought it was a spoof video at first, but when I realized it came from the live broadcast of the Huaguo Aviation Center, I admitted that this was the first time in my military career in the past few decades that it reached the bottom of my heart. Suppressed panic."

"I need someone to explain why, as the first country to go to Mars, we didn't find this alien civilization?"

His tone suddenly became heavier, his knuckles hit the table heavily, and there was a muffled sound, and eagle-like eyes suddenly burst out from his sleepy old eyes.

In his eyes, these officers were like weak hares that had been driven out of their dens. They glanced over one by one, but they all remained silent. No one just stood up to answer his question.

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"I will only give you 3 minutes for 3 minutes, and let the person in charge come out and answer."

The general took out an old pocket watch, squinted slightly, and then said in a flat tone.

"General. I am the head of Aerospace Command."

An officer finally stood up, his resolute face was full of apprehension.

"name?"

The general interrupted him with a raised hand.

"Yousef Brick."

"Okay, Colonel Yousef, I'll give you 1 minute to organize your words, and I need to hear your thoughts and solutions in the remaining 2 minutes."

"If you can't, please get out of this conference room immediately and don't waste our time."

The general gently placed the pocket watch on the table. The pocket watch looked very old, and the glass was rough and mottled. I don't know how to see the time in it.

"Understood, General Schiff."

Yousef licked his lips and nodded apprehensively.

"Our "Zeus Mars Reconnaissance Orbiter", which is currently the largest and most advanced orbiter orbiting Mars, has not found any strange traces at all in the regularly transmitted photos, let alone any so-called whole body. Pale alien."

"So I doubt the authenticity of this video very much. Before the relevant person in charge of Hua Guo Airlines has not come forward to speak out, I think we should maintain a wait-and-see attitude and don't need to panic too much."

As an elite of the military, Yousef quickly calmed down, thought for a while, and then spoke in an orderly manner.

"Besides, as a leader in the aviation field, we can join other countries to launch an international joint conference on aerospace and aviation, so that China can make all the information about this video public."

"International Astronautics Conference?"

The general tapped on the table and asked.

"Yes, the last session was held three years ago, but we can use the power in our hands to force it to open again. If any alien civilization is involved, no matter what country it is, this so-called live broadcast will be cut off immediately , hiding all information."

Ucel nodded.

At this moment, a soldier beside the general suddenly walked up to him and whispered something in his ear.

"The latest news is that Huaguo has started the live broadcast again."

The general waved his hand, and the screen on the big screen behind him changed, and the network address switched, showing the live broadcast room of a certain live broadcast platform in China.

The huge red plain full of rubble and the endless peach-pink sky are exactly the Martian landforms Yussel is very familiar with.

"They're keeping the press steady, General."

Yussel, who has been immersed in Mars for many years, noticed it at a glance, "This is the perspective from the other side of the lander. It is different from the landforms I saw before. It should be a plain in the west of Mars."

"So, they must have got something?"

"...I'm not sure, I can only say that it is very possible. The rapid development of Huaguo in recent years is something that no one has thought of. Especially in the field of aviation, they seem to be sitting on a gas pedal A full-on sports car."

Glancing down at the former's expression, Yussel hesitated for a moment, but said it anyway.

"Colonel Ussel, you have to remember that your aeronautical center is allocated $240 billion a year, and that number is increasing every year."

"What I want to hear is not this kind of fucking talk! Within three days, I need a complete report from your aviation center. I want to know what happened. Other than that Besides, don't talk any more nonsense, understand?"

The general slammed his hands on the table and stood up from the chair. A lion-like light burst out from his aging eyes, as if he wanted to eat Yussel alive in front of him.

"We don't raise useless people here. If you can't finish it, we will tear off your skin and put it on another person, including these medals on your chest and all your identities!"

The big screen behind him went out. The general straightened his collar, put away his pocket watch, and strode out of the conference room. The hard soles of his shoes rang in the hearts of every officer.

"Dismiss!"

(End of this chapter)