In this way, Thorin returned to Trayester Mausoleum, not because he believed Yesga's promise that his promotion was arranged by "Logos", but because he wanted to return here to seek the truth.
What happened to Ashla and the others? So many people can’t die in such mysterious circumstances!
The newly opened Terra Yeste Mausoleum has been completely changed - a huge artificial lake has been dug, all the original decorations and layouts have been changed, and the dovetailed gables have been changed to a new style that he is familiar with.
Everything disappeared. He could not find any witness who had followed Ashra and participated in the battle of Pleiades P41. Everyone could only tell him some hearsay. Even the administrators with gloomy and serious faces
They have completely changed a group of people.
Thorin, who was wearing a knight's robe, was pacing back and forth in the maze-like colonnade. He felt that he had taken the wrong path and could only retreat. His face was melancholy, and he was no longer the innocent and happy young man.
The world he was familiar with completely disappeared, along with those young people and even his former self.
Who is using this method of erasing everything to cover up the truth? What is the truth?
In the new large prayer room, thousands of people were still following the unchanging tradition of hundreds of years ago, kneeling on the hard and cold floor to pray. He secretly raised his head and looked at the back of the Grand Master praying.
Yeska is a different kind of person. The title of Grand Captain hit him like a lottery. He is eager to prove that he is worthy of the title, but lacks experience and ability. A sudden promotion is not a good thing for some people.
, especially in a difficult situation - the Knights need to replenish a large number of personnel, re-run, re-train and determine the command style; these are beyond the ability of Yesjia, he tried to replace Ashra, and even once dreamed of surpassing Asch
Pull, but only learned a superficial lesson about his predecessor's tendency to control the overall situation and turn to treat others harshly and trivially. All the knights were trapped in the shadow, just as the large prayer room simulated the shadow of a huge Gothic cathedral and cast it on everyone. Thorin ran away, took the initiative to ask for a battle, and launched an attack on the long-distance fleet, so that he could at least run away tens of thousands of light-years away. When he came back a year and a half ago, Yesga had already moved out of Bukhara due to marriage, and there was no need to return.
I see someone I don’t like.
The long-range fleet attack that started a year and a half ago, which Platos called "Jason's Campaign", was specifically used to clear out the Gaian mining base from the edge of the Orion cantilever to the edge of the Shield-Southern Cross cantilever. It required a distance of tens of thousands of light years.
Duan continued to loot and destroy all the way back. It was recognized as the most arduous and dangerous battle mission. Few high-ranking commanders would take the initiative to ask for help. As the Grand Master of the White Tiger Knights, Torin was the "Undead Army" directly under the jurisdiction of the army.
Knights were actually in a high-ranking position among Plato's soldiers. In such an expedition, they could be given the command of a small squadron.
After attacking a small base, and after a fierce battle, they were able to completely escape the pursuit of a Gaia fleet. The small fleet led by Thorin prepared to return as soon as possible to the huge mother fleet several light years away.
"There is a mobile supply station thirty light minutes away from us!" the fleet pilot reported to Torin.
"Oh! Great!" Torin blurted out while sitting in the driver's seat of the White Tiger fighter. He had been fighting for 24 hours and didn't even drink a sip of water. The pilot of the transforming fighter relied on the special system of the combat suit to maintain his physical strength during the battle.
, there is no need to eat or drink water. This is to stop the body's excretion, but the feeling of hunger and thirst cannot be eliminated.
"Great! I want to have a delicious meal!"
"Oh my God, there is something delicious. I almost puke when I think about the protein multivitamin glue."
"I still have to take a shower. I can't stand it once a week!"
"Three months after leaving Plato, I feel like I am gradually turning into a savage."
All the young knights were making a crazy noise in the internal communication. In addition to the long and arduous battle of "Jason's Campaign", the scarce logistical supplies were also the most tiring part. After consuming most of the baggage carried by the fleet, the fleet
You can only survive by relying on various mobile supply stations floating in space.
Thorin ordered to go to the nearest space supply station. After their voyage fleet docked, a group of young knights rushed to the supply station's large restaurant like hungry wolves. This two-hundred-year-old restaurant did not have automatic tables.
The intelligent robot waiter delivered and collected the food. But this group of young people couldn't wait to get the food themselves. Everyone was holding a tray with a mountain of French fries on it, four or five layers high, all using tongs.
Stereotyped vegetarian burgers, huge disk-shaped vegetarian cutlets, giant salad bowls and oversized drinks of various flavors, they quickly sat on several long tables in the large canteen and started eating like crazy. If there was any old-fashioned round
The tube machine attendant walked slowly in front of them, and he might be knocked away by these tall, straight men with steely bodies.
This group of young knights who hadn't eaten for 24 hours, like hungry tigers pounced on prey, attracted huge attention from others.
"Now it's really like the tiger has fallen into disgrace!"
"The White Tiger Knights have prospered and then declined. They have suppressed us fleet officers and soldiers too low before."
"It is said that the current grand leader is far worse than his predecessor. Now I feel like I am on equal footing with them."
Although Thorin was eating a lot of food, he still raised his ears and listened to the discussions of a group of soldiers wearing the "Etruscan" uniforms of the 11th Fleet.
"The White Tiger Knights are no longer as invincible as they used to be, and there have been a few bad fights."
"It's really a change of leadership and a change of luck. What is the name of the former grand leader?"
"Ashira."
"Oh, yes, Sirius, Plato's number one general, did not expect that his end would be so tragic."
"Yes, the Knights' headquarters was directly annihilated... Ashla was killed in battle, right?"
"This is nonsense. Ashla was severely disabled. It was so miserable. He was sent to the 'Hailong' and died. This is worse than being killed directly in battle."
"Alas, I heard the news that Ashila is dead."
"What?"
"He took advantage of the caretakers' unpreparedness and committed suicide by jumping off a cliff. His whole body was broken into pieces. He was already half a machine. You can imagine the scene."
"Only 31 years old..."
"It's so tragic..."
For a moment, Thorin felt that he was in darkness and could not hear their conversation.
His youth ended unexpectedly.
Thorin, your hair is disheveled——
Grand Commander Ashla held up a bunch of light chestnut hair with his slender and powerful fingers, which gradually turned into mechanical fingers, pulling his hair painfully. Torin turned around and saw the handsome Grand Commander
Half of his face turned into an intelligent machine, and his eyes turned into mechanical eyes with red light.
He was frightened and ran wildly towards a cliff covered in sea fog with disheveled hair. There were Gaian prisoners of war who were executed by Ashla's order everywhere.
Countless corpses were piled up in a haphazard manner. He stood at the edge of the cliff and saw Ashira's half-mechanical body lying bloody and bloody at the bottom of the dark stone valley. The mist drifted over and he saw many, many more.
The familiar companions of Tra Yestera Mausoleum were also lying there, their blood-stained corpses surrounding the Grand Leader. He knew all of these people. They no longer had angelic and handsome faces in his memory, but were extremely terrifying.
So miserable, Torin wanted to turn around and run away in fear, but the leader, who had completely transformed into a machine, followed him and stood behind him in despair.
Thorin, come with us and be with us forever, just like in the beginning.
The mechanical arm pushed him down into the abyss.
"Ah!——"
Thorin woke up from a nightmare in the egg-shaped sleeper on the battleship. The night sleep assistant that monitors the sleep of the Plato Knights came over. It will take Thorin for a check-up. As the controller of the consciousness fighter, the mental health of the Plato Knights
Monitored at all times.
But Thorin reached out and turned off the small floating egg-shaped robot. He sat on the sleeping bed. He was now on the battleship. Where is the battleship now? Where is it going? The vast universe has no beginning and no end, but humans are still so panicked.
Loneliness and helplessness.
Human beings may never be able to leave the earth. After 20 months of cosmic journey, near the end of "Jason's March", although he was still alive, he still lost the ability to perceive time. This is how to adjust the pine cone with a sleep machine
His physical functions were useless, and he even felt that Grand Master Ashla was still alive and would see him at any time because of a sense of time and space confusion.
"Tolin, why did you excuse yourself from attending Mass three times in a row, and didn't receive your 'Amilido'?" Priest Pegats said to him directly in the corridor, "You know the rules, this will be strictly enforced.
Recorded."
"Of course I know, but I don't want to be mentally controlled by others anymore. I want to have my own judgment on everything. I want to know the truth about the universe, and I don't want to be fed false news anymore." Torin exploded directly,
He knew Pergatz well, so he could speak frankly.
"No, your perception is wrong. Yuanjiao does not control people's minds. Amirido only stimulates the gnosis layer in the periaqueductal gray matter of the brain. In other words, it only makes you become more intelligent.
Religious spirit." Wearing a black turtleneck uniform, Pegats looked wise and elegant.
"What kind of religious spirit? Love? Obedience? And sacrifice? Tell me, what kind of God requires the complete sacrifice of small humans? To willingly use oneself as a screw?"
Pegatz was stunned. In fact, Yuanjiao attaches great importance to people's spirituality and will not compile a set of standard answers to answer believers' questions.
"Do you think you are a screw?" asked the priest. In fact, they are also responsible for psychological counseling of frontline personnel.
"Yes, I am an insignificant screw in a huge and powerful system. I was taught to be an angel, but I am just dust in the order of heaven. I sing with my wings beside the throne of the Lord, and the Supreme God waves his hand to pronounce my destruction.
Can I just say 'Ami' in obedience?"
"There is no absolute obedience in our teachings. We must maintain the survival of the system before we have to transfer part of our personal freedom...if the system collapses..."
"This system terrifies me!" Torin exclaimed. "Our ancestors established Plato for the belief in truth and for the sake of a more equitable and just system by getting rid of all the fallacious religions and beliefs that imprisoned people on the old earth.
, and for everyone to be able to use their own strengths... But now, I feel that I am occupied by something terrible, full of deception?"
"Where's the deception?" Pegats couldn't understand where Thorin's rebellion came from.
"Come here! Come and take a look!" Torin brought the priest to the central command room. He ordered the channel observers to release a large number of detectors and turned on all space radars.
"Come and see, we are very close to Pleiades P41 now. I have released the detector. Soon you will be able to see the current situation where the battle took place two years ago." Tolin looked at the 3D projection image area nervously.
.
"Where did the battle take place two years ago?"
"Yes, it was the P41 battle in which the White Tiger Knights' headquarters was completely wiped out. It is now called the 'Battle of Tannenberg' by other fleets."
The signal came back a few minutes later. It was an extremely vast space without any objects.
"Sure enough, there's nothing! This place doesn't look like an area where a war took place!"
"It's really unusual..." Pegats searched in his mind what the universe looked like after the war. There were scattered battleship wreckage floating everywhere, as well as the wreckage of various aircraft. The cost of war in the universe era was so huge that it was impossible to estimate.
, every time he passes through such an area, Yuanjiao priests still need to pray for the fallen Plato soldiers, so he knows better than anyone else what a space looks like after the war.
"But it has been two years. You know that the universe is like a strange intersection of time and space. It is only three-dimensional to the naked eye. It will produce abnormal space folding phenomena, and some debris will suddenly appear far away from light years away.
, We all know the legend of Gaia’s ghost fleet... What you are investigating is the current regional time and space, not two years ago." The priest explained rationally.
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"Then there shouldn't be nothing! Nearly 10,000 White Tiger fighter jets, how huge Ashla's flagship 'Orion' is, two secondary flagships, countless frigates, gunboats, drones... Gaia
Don't people pay a price? Then a tragic war, without leaving any traces?" Thorin became a little excited.
"This can only be said to be a space folding phenomenon... Torin, what exactly do you want to say?"
"I feel that the 'Battle of Tannenberg' never happened at all. These are all forged memories. The so-called history that everyone believes in is just a rumor. We have been shaped by others. The history that we firmly believe in is nothing more than lies.
They are all false legends..."
"Thorin! That's enough! Random thoughts are not good for you. The folding of time and space can completely explain this phenomenon." The priest felt that the knight's thoughts were too absurd, and he became serious.
"As your friend, I must give you advice. You must go to mass and receive nectar. Everyone's thoughts have boundaries. There must be boundaries, because once you cross the boundaries, you will easily destroy yourself. You understand that you should not go for more than a month.
The consequences of praying for the Mass."
"No, thoughts cannot have boundaries..." Tolin shook his head.
"Then what are you thinking about? I really don't understand." The military priest turned around and left, expressing his whimsical thoughts about his friend.
Thorin looked at the empty Pleiades P41 area with tired blue eyes. He still didn't dare to tell Pegatz what he really felt in his heart, because there was no evidence.
He vaguely felt that Ashla and the Knights had been silenced. There was a huge secret here, the secret of the system. No one dared to touch it, and everything was covered up with lies.