Not Cold [Interstellar]

Silent's speech was very timely, and he blocked Zhong Yue's words "I'm going to rescue, you stay behind, this is an order" that Zhong Yue came to his lips, and he blocked it back firmly.

All the officers turned their heads together to look at Mu Bai, all of their faces were "Who is this special?"

Mo Bai held a cold face calmly and looked at Zhong Yue blankly.

Ke Wei breathed a sigh of relief-he was too familiar with Zhong Yue, if it hadn't been for the timely interruption by Mo Bai, Zhong Yue would have decided to perform the rescue on his own.

Zhong Yue's eyes were sharp, silently examining Silent Bai. Mo Bai's wound has been bandaged, and the appearance of standing straight with his chin raised, brings out a bit of pride for no reason.

After a while, without knowing what Zhong Yue thought, he nodded in agreement.

The officers looked unlovable.

In the eyes of Deputy Chief Zhong, how low is their existence? Over and over again, the tasks that professional soldiers should complete are handed over to non-staff personnel.

Zhong Yue assigned three hundred flying ships to Mobai and assigned several officers to assist the search and rescue operations of the Mobai team.

Silently nodded, turned around and followed the person who led the way.

Ke Wei didn't quite understand Zhong Yue's decision, but since Zhong Yue did so, he certainly had his reason, and Ke Wei would naturally not openly oppose it.

After assigning a rescue team to Mobai, Ke Wei and Zhong Yue re-invested in the current fight with wingworms and anesthetic insects.

Mo Bai walked on the passage of the warship. He held his temple with one hand, and there was a flickering golden light in his pupils.

At the same time, on the boulevard of the Imperial Higher Military Academy, Lan, who had just stepped down from the police station not long ago, came to the military academy and suddenly stopped.

Lan stopped without warning, but surprised the friend walking next to him: "Lan, what's the matter with you?"

Lan laughed: "It's nothing, I remembered that I didn't take it, I'll go back and take it."

After taking off the police uniform, he dressed like a student Lan. At this time, he seemed to be in a good mood, smiling like a big boy, and the sun was warm.

His friend didn't feel anything wrong, and urged: "Then you move faster, we are about to go to class, this professor least likes others to be late in his class."

"it is good."

Lan turned around and walked quickly to the dormitory.

In the next second, a silent voice resounded in his mind out of thin air: "Lan, can you hear it?"

Lan seemed to be very surprised: "You can hear me, Silly, you...take the initiative to contact me?"

Mo Bai's tone was still very cold: "Stop talking nonsense, I have something to do with you."

Lan was taken aback, and said sternly: "You said."

"I will open up my vision for you to share."

In front of Lan's eyes, the scene he saw in Silent Bai's eyes instantly appeared.

"Mo Bai... God! Where are you, wait for me, for the first time I am shared by my vision, and I can't see the path in front of me..."

"Make adjustments by yourself. You immediately find a safe place and concentrate on doing my things. It's urgent."

Hearing this, Lan immediately ran back to the dormitory, and asked in his mind: "Mubai, where are you?"

"On General Zhong's warship."

Lan almost stumbled, and his voice rose a little higher: "What—?"

Mo Bai walked into the warship that was about to depart and sat quietly in the command room. He looks calm and calm, but no one knows that he is using weird means to communicate telepathically with people far away in the universe.

"Lan, are you okay?" Mo Bai's voice was a little tired.

Lan opened the lock with his fingerprints, flashed into the door, and quickly closed the door.

He sat on the ground leaning against the door: "I'm ready."

Mo Bai let out a sigh of relief: "The situation is urgent, you come... take over my body."

When Lan opened his eyes again, he was already sitting in the command room of the warship. The motion of raising his hand was still a little stiff, and he grabbed a hand of long hair from his shoulder.

It is thin and cool, and the color is light gray. This is silent white hair and silent white body.

Lan looked at the podium in front of him, looked at the information on it, and asked, "Mo Bai, where are we going?"

A silent voice sounded deep in consciousness: "The Second Legion is now divided into two soldiers, surrounded by Zerg, and General Zhong can still hold it. Let's search and rescue Hoshalen."

Lan said: "Understood, let me look at the military configuration."

"Two hundred and forty high-mobility long-range combat warships, and sixty melee heavy armored ships."

"How many zergs are there?"

Mo Bai said calmly: "I don't know, the 6,000 warships of the Second Army's main fleet may have been wiped out."

Lan: "..."

"There is a four-hour voyage from the Hunter constellation. Hoshalun's whereabouts are unknown, and the main fleet is unpredictable. If I don't take the initiative to ask for it, General Zhong will go by himself."

"General Zhong... There must be no accident." Mo Bai's voice was very calm: "Hosarun will also do his best to search and rescue, so I am here. But... It's all over to you, along with my own life."

This delivery weighed more than a thousand catties, and Lan felt the heavy burden on his shoulders, which made it hard for him to breathe.

Mo Bai said softly: "Lan... don't let him down."

Lan exhaled heavily, and said solemnly, "I will do my best."

They stopped talking, and Lan began to get familiar with the weapon configuration and the performance of the warship. He noticed the blood stains on the white sleeves of Silence, paused, and said nothing.

At this time, a person's small injuries and small pains are really nothing.

The four-hour voyage to the Hunter constellation was long, and their goal finally appeared before their eyes.

"A large number of spiny worms have been detected ahead."

The Zerg in the distance is like an unknown cloud, with no end in sight. They only have three hundred spaceships, so they can't face it head-on.

Lan issued an order and led the army to go around from the side. Along the way, they saw the relics of their comrades-in-arms, and metal wrecks floating in the universe weightlessly.

Silence spread across all the warships, watching the Zerg in the distance, and the warships that had been cut into pieces by their comrades drifting by, everyone felt extremely heavy.

They repeatedly patrolled near the last coordinate returned by the Second Army's main fleet, but did not find any signs of survivorship.

Just when Lan thought he was going to return without success, he suddenly received a communication request in a dead silence.

Lan was shocked and connected to the communication. The old image of Hoshalun appeared in the holographic projection: "Finally someone came to reinforce...Who are you?"

Mo Bai regained the initiative and replied on his behalf: "Report to the Chief of Staff Hoshalen, General Zhong Yue appointed us to perform the rescue mission."

Hoshalun did not seem to be injured, but he still couldn't hide his fatigue: "...Forget it, tell me first, how many of you are there? We have two thousand spaceships left, trapped in a ring to the northwest of the Hunter constellation by thorns You need your breakthrough support."

"We have three hundred warships."

Hoshalen shook his head and smiled bitterly: "So little? Well... the situation on your side is also very difficult... Forget it, you go back, don't come to die."

If Zhong Yue personally brought three hundred warships over, with the confidence that Hoshalen had in him, perhaps he would be willing to cooperate with him and give it a go.

But at this time, the leader was an unknown junior, and Hoshalun didn't want to kill the sergeants on these three hundred warships, for them to die in vain.

Lan insisted: "Chief of Staff Hoshalen, I have already seen you. Although we don't have many manpower, please believe me, I can help break through."

Lan skillfully gave instructions, and the long-range combat warships he brought lined up.

"Chief of Staff Hosharan, please order all the spaceships to turn off their engines. After a few minutes, when you see the space fireworks set off, please restart again and evacuate from the 11 o'clock direction."

Hoshalen was taken aback.

The thorn worms tend to light and heat. If the engine is turned off and all lights and heat sources are turned off, it may temporarily interfere with the thorn worm's judgment of their location.

Only this time must be grasped. After turning off the engine, even the indoor thermostat and the oxygen generator will be turned off together. If the oxygen is consumed too fast, people will suffocate to death.

Moreover, they will not be able to understand the surrounding conditions through cameras, so they can only look around from a window, and their field of vision is also very limited.

Hoshalun wondered in amazement, this young man wanted to lead the thorn worm away, and then let himself break through by himself?

This young man is bold and has a weird idea. In theory, it might really work!

At the moment when Hosharon commanded all the spaceships to close the shields and engines, Lan's hand steadily pushed out the instructions.

One hundred and twenty highly maneuverable long-range combat warships all bombed at eleven o'clock.

The trajectory crossed the dazzling fire, angering batches of spiny insects, they left the encirclement one after another, attracted by the arrogant bombing.

When the Zerg came close, the hundred and twenty warships gave up their attacks and retreated sharply.

The other 120 long-range warships fired at the thorn worms farther away, attracting the thorn worms to move in that direction.

In this alternation, Lan led the spiny worm with almost invisible end out of the encircling circle.

Sixty melee heavy armors approached eleven o'clock, and Lan finally gave instructions to set off space fireworks.

The long-range warship releases splendid space fireworks from two directions.

Hosarun’s fleet received the signal and turned on the lights not far away. After the lights were turned on, the sergeants saw that there were less than one-third of the total number of spines left around, and their morale was boosted.

Hoshalen began to break through.

Mo Bai said to him softly, "It's done beautifully."

Although still not out of danger, Lan laughed happily when he heard Mo Bai's praise.

"Lan."

Lan immediately said: "Mo Bai, you say."

Mo Bai's voice was short and cold: "Kill all these bugs for me, and I feel sick when I look at it."

"It's a bit difficult to kill them all..." Lan made a sharp turn, avoiding the thorn worm coming from the face, and said softly, "I will try my best, okay?"

At the center of Qin Ngod and Wizard Star, Zhong Yue is still fighting on the front line.

But more than five hours later, the deputy head of Regal had passed the anesthesia effect and woke up by himself.

When Craig appeared in the command center, Zhong Yue had only one thought in his mind: How could he forget to give Craig an anesthesia when he was in a coma, and let him sleep peacefully until the end of the battle?

What a mistake!

However, the person was already awake, and Zhong Yue couldn't knock him fainted in front of Regg's cronies.

Wrigg stepped onto the podium suspiciously and vigilantly: "Why are you on my warship, deputy commander Zhong?"

Zhong Yue immediately cut off the video communication with the command center of his own warship.

On the command podium of the first ship over there, Ke Wei was still standing.

Ke Wei is not an active soldier. Zhong Yue must conceal Leigh from the matter of assigning him to command the battle.