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854 Despair

Time: The end of 2026.

Location: An ice cave on the surface of Jupiter Zero.

Recorder: Wang Zhifei.

I feel very disappointed now, very, very disappointed. Just now, I saw the alien fleet taking off collectively, hundreds of warships flying into the sky. Then, I saw the two fleets engaging in fierce firefights, one alien fleet after another.

The Starship was sunk in a nuclear explosion.

At that time, my heart was almost bursting with excitement. That was the fleet, our fleet, and the human fleet!

After two years, I finally waited for the human fleet, and finally the clouds cleared and the moon came out, finally, finally!

I wish I could grow wings and fly directly to the sky. My only idea is to contact the fleet as soon as possible, but how to contact me? Even if I contact them, who will know that I am a person?

I clearly see the hope of escaping from the sea of ​​suffering, but I can't grasp it. What should I do? What should I do?

Forget it, give it a try.

Seeing this, Ye Han's heart suddenly tightened. He looked past the two blank lines and immediately looked at the following content:

I thought about it, and I had to try it no matter what. I wanted to try it with a light signal, so I took out the laser gun, but it had been left on for too long, and the battery had long since expired.

Lighting three fires can also mean asking for help, but there is no way to light a fire in this damn place.

Mirror reflection? I don't have a mirror, and it's not daylight now.

I thought about it for a long time, but all the methods I could think of didn't work. They all said that there is always a path, but where is my path?

Two more empty lines.

A month passed in the blink of an eye, and I was really desperate.

I tried many methods, but none of them worked. Finally, I carved an SOS with my saber, hoping that the fleet could see it. Even if they couldn't take me back, at least let the fleet know that there was a person like me on Jupiter Zero.

But the signal I was waiting for was so inconspicuous that I waited for several months.

During this time, I have been observing the battle in the sky. I really hoped that the Third Fleet would win, but I was disappointed. The battle was a stalemate from the beginning. The alien fleet was very tenacious and blocked the Third Fleet. The Third Fleet never got close.

Europa.

Or maybe the fleet has seen my signal, but they can't even get close, let alone take me back.

Am I destined to live alone here for the rest of my life? I am not willing to do so!

I asked Zaza if I could get a warship. I wanted to grab a warship and leave, but Zaza said he couldn't. He and his companions were infantrymen and were not even qualified to get close to a warship, let alone

Launch a battleship.

I asked him where the battleship was parked and planned to rob it by myself, but he said he didn't know.

I want to find it by myself, but there are no aliens to guide me, and I can’t even tell the direction. What should I do?

Below are two more blank lines:

It has been a few months since the arrival of the third fleet. I went from the initial ecstasy to the disappointment, then to the madness, and then to the final despair.

I am not a person who gives up easily, but I really have no choice. In half a year, I carved the SOS and the national flag. I sat next to them countless times and looked up at the sky and the fiercely fighting fleet, but no one ever looked at it.

Give me a look, even give me a signal.

But no, nothing.

I wanted to make some more conspicuous signals, but I was stopped by the aliens. These guerrillas didn't want to attract the attention of the government forces. I wanted to go behind their backs, but they sent people to follow me and were inseparable.

What should I say? Who should I blame? Who should I accuse?

Who makes me not a human being? Now I am an alien in the eyes of humans, just him. Mom is an alien!!!

There were not many words in this paragraph, but both the handwriting and the narration were full of resentment. Ye Han found it particularly unpleasant. He could not imagine how miserable it would be if Wang Zhifei's fate happened to him.

Two lines later, the already ugly handwriting became even more scrawled:

I'm done, I'm done.

Recently, I have been feeling that something is not right with my body, but I have never noticed anything. Until today, I found that my eyes were congested, my mouth was not feeling right, I had no energy in my body, and it was difficult to even breathe.

I thought of Brother Huang and those aliens who died inexplicably.

Is it my turn now? It's my turn. It's not interesting to live anyway. It's better to die.

That's it for now. I hope this diary will see the light of day again one day, and I don't want to vindicate the name, that is, let people know what happened to us.

Time cannot be turned back, and life cannot be repeated. If I could go back to the past, I would definitely never join the army again, never join the fleet again, let alone join the expeditionary force.

At this point, the diary came to an abrupt end.

Ye Han turned over the page without giving up, but couldn't find a single word in the back.

Closing the diary, Ye Han felt as if a piece was missing in her heart, feeling empty and feeling sad at the same time as if something had been blocked.

Although there are no other records later, Ye Han can imagine what happened to Wang Zhifei later, which made his already depressed mood even heavier.

The heavy weight is not only because of Wang Zhifei, but also because of other captured soldiers. According to the diary, the prisoners left in the underground city are probably still alive. So what is their situation now? What did the aliens get from them?

Ye Han couldn't help but think of the guns on the alien battleships.

Could the naval gun technology mastered by aliens be revealed by the captured personnel?

He didn't want to think so, but he had to think so.

If the aliens' artillery technology is related to the captured personnel, then you can be sure that what they revealed to the aliens is definitely not just artillery technology. Although there is not a single technical expert among the captured people, even if they only reveal the most popular things

Giving it to aliens is not a good thing either.

To take the simplest example, everyone knows the mass-energy equation. Aliens do not need to know how the mass-energy equation came about. They only need to know that this equation is correct.

Thinking of this, Ye Han was suddenly startled. All the previous speculations about aliens were based on human cognition. Wang Zhifei said in his diary that aliens have a clear division of labor, and they still can't figure out the alien society.

structure.

So how much do aliens know about human social structure? Do aliens also use their own cognition to figure out human social structure?

This is almost certain!

If this conjecture is true, combined with the content in the diary, the aliens may have divided the captives into three, six or nine grades, thinking that only some of the captives understand technology, while others are very simple warriors.

So the aliens used a series of means to pick off all the technical personnel they considered. If the aliens knew that all the captives had similar knowledge levels, Huang Biao and Wang Zhifei would have no chance of escaping from the dungeon.

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