Kalki thought about how she had hurt herself, since she had obviously dodged the fatal stab.
He recalled that moment - her head was suddenly cut off by Luo Hou, her limbs twitched a few times, and she shook her arms unconsciously.
It was then that the laser dagger made a horizontal cut on his left chest.
At that time, he was spattered with blood, and he was so focused on the unexpected incident that he didn't feel he was injured at all.
Now the wound is flowing with blood in the clear water. Such minor injuries are nothing in his 12 years of military career. His body's healing ability is more than a hundred times higher than that of normal people, but even a trace of blood is flowing out of the wound.
The pain gave him an unknown premonition.
"It is not suitable to stay here for a long time. We must return to Plato as quickly as possible." The Grand Commander muttered to himself, "Before that, I have to ask the medical soldiers to stop the bleeding."
The Gaia fleet carrying out a special mission is quickly heading to the intended destination area.
Lancer Xu and a group of young officers were busy confirming that various equipment was in place. They nervously watched the preparation status of each area displayed in the three-dimensional projection area, and were constantly in contact with frontline personnel for coordination and confirmation.
"The bear trap is in place!"
Lancer reported to his superiors, and Major Chen quickly informed his superiors.
The flagship "Giza" is a warship with a traditional design. The commander's area overlooks the busy on-site command platform, and above it is a curved dome, revealing the dark space of the universe.
Now the senior commanders are gathered here, and the atmosphere is solemn. Before the battle, no one knew what to do, and everyone seemed very nervous. Fortunately, Lieutenant General Nazarbayev started to light a cigarette and started puffing away. "This is not good..." Major General Han hesitated.
"There is an air filtration device." A disapproving expression appeared on the lieutenant general's big round face, "Some meaningless regulations are just torture."
Modern battleships are naturally not afraid of a few cigarette butts, and the floors made of the latest materials have built-in dust cleaning functions, but smoking in the battleship headquarters violates military life regulations.
"The war is about to begin, just one, come on, my favorite Raccoon brand cigarette, refresh your mind and help us plan our strategy!"
Major General Han could only take the cigarette handed to him by his superiors and start smoking with a wry smile on his face.
Afterwards, the officers who understood the situation took out cigarettes, cigars or pipes one after another according to their military ranks, which broke the solemnity.
While puffing out the clouds, the white smoke curled up like a sacrifice to a god, and everyone's expression gradually became much more relaxed.
"Ahem!" Lancer, who was walking down the side stairs with Major General Chen, smelled the strong smell of smoke and coughed unconsciously. He felt that the light smoke from the sacrifice to the gods was going to kill him first.
"This is against the rules! Senior officers have a smoking room, they should go there!" the serious young man protested softly.
"The superior is always right! We soldiers regard obedience as a virtue!" Major General Chen said slowly.
"It seems that the rumor is not a rumor."
"What rumors?"
"That's the joke...the 'three treasures' of the senior generals of Gaia's army: smoking, drinking, and playing with women!"
Director Chen of the 15th Division of the Second Bureau of the General Staff Headquarters laughed disapprovingly:
"Young people's thinking is too simple and naive! The world in your eyes is too simple. In fact, the world is complicated. Generals often have to decide the life and death of millions of people, sometimes the fate of tens of millions. The pressure
As you can imagine, relieving stress and maintaining physical and mental health are good things for us up and down. A person's enjoyment is not unlimited in the first place. If they enjoy life in a limited way, what does it mean to our huge system?
?"
"Simple, it's better to be simple." Sergeant Xu muttered, "They can listen to music, read, taste delicious food, go hiking outdoors, and do psychological counseling..."
Director Chen's slender eyes under his slightly protruding eyebrows glared at his subordinates. He didn't want to talk to this unrealistic young man anymore.
Lancer Xu also lowered his brown-black eyelashes and recalled his grandfather's teachings to him.
"The military is a big dye vat. You must have your own thoughts and opinions and learn to be independent."
Stick to yourself, even if you are laughed at for being naive - Lancer raised his head, returned to his seat with energy, and continued to work.
And the group of senior commanders also continued to resign themselves to their fate. In the smoke and clouds, everyone was still silent, and no one knew what would happen.
All that's left is a heart-stopping wait.
The fleet of the White Tiger Knights quickly took off from the asteroid base 166P, and embarked on a long journey back like an arrow from a string.
"Only 80% of our water concentrate loading and unloading tasks have been completed because you requested to load and unload some Gaia prisoner-of-war supplies, which delayed our task." Sahita, the loading and unloading supervisor of the White Tiger Fleet, was displayed on the three-dimensional communication screen. He was very serious.
He reported the situation to Grand Captain Kalki with a slight dissatisfaction in his tone.
"I know, I will mark it in the log for you. I also only require half of the supply to be loaded and unloaded. The daily calorie supplement for these prisoners of war can only be halved to ensure that they do not starve to death when they arrive."
Kalki pushed back majestically with his usual low voice. But he knew in his heart that the return trip would be an adventure.
After communicating with the loading and unloading supervisor, Captain Kalki continued to study the movements of the fleet pursuing their Messier base with the various groups.
The huge three-dimensional display sphere with a diameter of 50 meters on the flagship "Varuna" is the most advanced equipment of both parties today. It can allow several command groups to command at the same time, and can intelligently summarize. Artificial intelligence can remind a large number of staff opinions.
"There is no way the fleet at Messier Base can catch up with us."
Kalki's light blond hair flashed with various colors of logo lights in the dark, and he concluded so firmly.
"But he still didn't give up chasing us at full speed. Why?" The captain habitually held his chin with his right hand and his right elbow with his left hand. He often made such movements when he was deep in thought.
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"We have obtained a possible intelligence. Four other small bases in the 'Sapanit' area have assembled a regional fleet. In this direction..." Shankara did some operations and displayed a medium-sized fleet on the display screen.
The fleet of 210 ships is densely displayed.
"The person who came here is not a good person!"
Kalki pursed his lips, and he understood the reason why Commander-in-Chief Messier did not give up the pursuit.
"We can only give up the best 'pipeline', otherwise we will face the danger of being attacked from both sides." Captain Yi La said at the side.
Everyone agreed with his opinion.
"We can only take the 'pirate corridor' of planet M17."
Chief of Staff Shankara continued to operate, and a huge space area with an energy field showing various red zone energy anomalies was displayed in front of everyone.
The Pirate Corridor, as the name suggests, is the space "pipeline" used by interstellar pirates. As desperadoes, interstellar pirates, whether they are Plato or Gaia's small transport fleets, dare to attack, so they will also be targeted by the regular armies of both sides.
In order to suppress the enemy, they can only use the most dangerous "channels" to avoid attacks.
"M17 is a planet-forming belt, so it is very dangerous." Combat Staff Officer Amati continued, "...there are often unpredictable cosmic storms. In addition, there are countless asteroids and planets that are flying around with unpredictable whereabouts.
Belt, you see, here and there are extremely high-risk abnormal energy areas. Once you enter, you can only move forward at the fastest speed of 0.8 Hera. You cannot jump in time and space, otherwise uncontrollable situations will occur. I used a super computer to simulate
After a while, our fleet will be scattered in an area with a radius of 5 light years. It will take at least eight and a half hours to assemble again, provided that we are all still alive..."
"The only good news is that the voyage is not long, only less than 80 hours. After that, the entire fleet can jump directly in time and space and leave far away."
All the senior commanders present looked serious.
"Okay, then let's take this pirate corridor." The captain gave the order almost directly.
"Kalki, we have to think carefully." The cautious Ila immediately reminded him.
"Commander-in-Chief Messier's style is very tough, and his fleet is not a poor Gaia fleet. He has already set a trap to attack us. Our fleet is small and the transport ships are overloaded. Do we still have a choice?
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Kalki said this while looking at the three-dimensional display showing the M17 planet formation belt.
Everyone was silent.
The waiting time is really boring.
Lancer asked himself, in the long space war, the time for fierce battles is simply negligible, and more time is spent sailing and waiting. Isn't this a waste of life?
Their entire fleet, following a dense asteroid belt, extinguished all engines and starting equipment, wore energy protection covers, and disguised themselves as part of the asteroid belt. They had been "floating" in the vast space for nearly 100 hours.
I don’t know what I’m doing.
Lancer felt the pressure increasing. When he went to eat at the flagship restaurant today, he began to hear whispers.
"Nothing... just waiting, is there something wrong?..."
"Look, it's that kid, the real plan maker."
"No way! What a fool! You're so young, and you're crazy."
"I just graduated from the military academy, sergeant."
"Sergeant? What happened?"
He, who had always been sensitive, became flustered and began to doubt himself. Maybe he was really too imaginative——
"The White Tiger Knights fleet appears!"
The voice of a young female radar soldier was like a burst of spring thunder, which suddenly lit up the lifeless atmosphere of the entire headquarters.
"Sound the first-level battle alarm!" Major General Han gave the order with great joy.
A lonely "Xia Ke" detector kept spinning lonely in the deep black space, and finally detected the target it had been waiting for, and sent back exciting news.
"Kalki has appeared!" Lancer Xu stood up from his seat with excitement, "The tiger has entered the trap!"
He then suppressed this indescribable excitement, sat down and quickly began to analyze the specific intelligence information sent back.
He told himself: The real battle is finally about to begin!
For Kalki, the battle has been won. The fleet has been safely passing through the dangerous asteroid safety zone for 50 hours. In more than a day, they can make a super-energy space jump and directly send
All troubles are behind you.
The atmosphere in the fleet gradually became more relaxed. This sense of relaxation after victory was mixed with the hormones of young people. The most intuitive experience is that the dining atmosphere in the restaurant of the "Varuna" flagship became active again.
Just like everything on "Varuna" is the most advanced facility, the flagship restaurant is also extremely modern. When not in a dining environment, it is a various hall for knights to hold activities, and sometimes it can use 3D effects
It transformed into an illusion like an ancient cathedral, a pure white temple soaring upwards like a flame; a moment later it turned into a semi-disc-shaped collective meeting room, like an ancient Greek theater. When dining, a long automatic door stretched out directly.
Of course, the dining table and seats are also automatic, and even the meals are automatically raised and lowered on the table.
At this time, it was lunch time. The young soldiers were devouring their meals quickly and chatting with each other.
"It turns out we were going to have dinner with the maintenance soldiers." The young guard Aske looked as if he was making a fuss.
"No, after all, we are Yuan cultists and we must be equal." There are older members of the flagship pilot team. The black-haired navigator has a thin face and looks very elegant. "But their work and rest hours are the same.
We are very different. We have different divisions of labor, so we can’t always treat a bowl of water equally. The higher-ups have also realized that, now they dine in the restaurant on the lower deck. The environment and meals are the same as ours, so that’s good, isn’t it? Everyone
Don’t disturb.”
The young people all nodded in praise. They were proud of their Platonic identity, because everything was so orderly, orderly and humane. Everyone performed their duties and enjoyed their blessings.
"Gaia maintenance soldiers can only eat protein glue in a tube."
"This group of stubborn pagans only deserve to be eaten!"
"Hahaha!"
"Eat quickly! We only have a quarter of an hour to eat." Captain Kalki quickly cut open the texture of a piece of vegetarian steak with his dining knife. In the space age, imitation meat vegetarian food has become so realistic that it is almost impossible to distinguish it visually and tastefully. The young knights could only restrain their nonsense and eat quickly.
Today’s lunch is vegetarian steak, with delicious baby potatoes and asparagus tips as side dishes. These are the favorite foods of young people. Plato’s strictly trained and trained catering staff can prepare delicious meals for all fleet personnel.
The meal is simply a miracle.
"I sometimes think about what we are fighting for?" Kalki stared at the beautifully plated meal in front of him with his blue eyes.
When the grand leader spoke, everyone unconsciously slowed down their eating pace and listened attentively to what he said.
"My ancestors were losers in the war and suffered endless insults and attacks from the enemy. They tampered with history, fabricated lies, and used every possible means to slander us... We are the descendants of losers who fled the stars, but we are far away.
Build your own kingdom of heaven. If we fail, then our ancestors were wrong, because the winner is always right. Those who give us noble blood will be forever shamed."
"So we must use our flesh and blood to build dams to resist lies and cowardice. Plato is our utopia, worthy of our sacrifice and struggle..."
As Kalki expressed his feelings in a low voice, everyone seemed to be fascinated.
"...I really belong to you! Kalki." Nell, who was sitting not far away, said with an admiring look, "You are our philosopher."
Hearing the word "philosopher", everyone laughed tacitly. Probably a long time ago, Emperor Plato also had the title of "Philosopher King".
At this time, the alarm on Chief of Staff Shankara's wrist lit up. He looked at it, immediately put down his knife and fork, stood up, walked behind the Grand Commander's seat, and inserted an ear canal into Kalki.
Kalki immediately stood up with a solemn expression and returned to the flagship headquarters with his entourage.