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856 Unacceptable

At the end of the dark corridor, the airtight door slid open silently. The lights inside the door were bright, and it was pitch black outside. It was like two different worlds inside and outside the door.

Ye Han raised one foot, and the armor sensed his movement and canceled the magnetism of the sole in time. Ye Han, who was independent as a golden rooster, tilted to one side involuntarily, like a weak tree swaying in the wind.

After using a little effort to straighten his body, the foot he stepped out used the force to land on the ground. The armor activated the magnet of the sole in time, and Ye Han's foot stepped heavily on the deck, making a muffled thud.

This is the vacuum zone outside the living area. The sounds Ye Han hears have nothing to do with the air, but are transmitted to the eardrums through the armor.

The moment the footsteps landed, the corridor lights that originally had only a faint glow bloomed. There was no one in the straight corridor, and the snow-white bulkheads were spotless.

The center of gravity moved forward, the rear foot stepped out of the hatch, the air-tight door closed silently, and the lights inside the door went out.

An idea came to Ye Han's mind and he turned on the navigation function. A diagram of the ship's internal structure appeared in the corner of the mask screen, with a flashing light spot on it representing himself.

The map flashed, and another light spot representing the destination appeared. Ye Han looked at it for a while, memorized the route and features along the way as quickly as possible, and then immediately closed the map.

This has always been his habit. Important information like maps must be kept in mind, and navigation on electronic devices is always a reference.

He raised his foot and was about to walk forward. After thinking for a while, he put it back down. As soon as he thought about it, he canceled the walking mode. The magnetism of the sole disappeared and Ye Han slowly floated up. Then he started the propeller and floated slowly along the corridor.

Turn forward and fly horizontally.

A few minutes later, Ye Han arrived at his destination, landed on the ground again, and stepped through the airtight door.

Inside the door is a cabin with an area of ​​no less than dozens of square meters. The walls are all painted white, and the cabin is divided into two halves with a layer of glass decoration. The inside half is brightly lit, while the outside half is dimly lit.

Wang Tianyu was crossing his arms and looking at the other side of the glass wall. When he heard the footsteps, he immediately turned back and smiled: "Here he comes!"

Ye Han took off his helmet: "Chief of Staff, am I not late?"

"You came just in time." Wang Tianyu turned around and continued to look at the glass wall.

On the other side of the glass wall, two military doctors in protective suits were treating the ice on the Iceman's body. The air pump on the deck was humming, constantly sucking in air and melted water, without giving the melted water any chance to float.

The military doctor took out an empty test tube, took a little ice sample and stuffed it into the test tube, then turned around and stuffed it into an unnamed instrument.

Ye Han roughly counted and found that there were already more than a dozen test tubes stuffed in the machine.

"Are the results out?" Ye Han walked to Wang Tianyu and asked.

Wang Tianyu spoke in a heavy tone: "There is a lot of radioactive dust in the ice, and all the radiation in the water exceeds the standard..."

"Cobalt 60!"

Wang Tianyu turned to stare at Ye Han in surprise: "Yes, it's cobalt 60. How did you know?"

Ye Han pursed his lips: "I was in the fleet when the cobalt bomb was thrown by the Second Fleet."

"Oh, I remembered it!" Wang Tianyu suddenly realized, "Why didn't I think of this!"

"How long will it take to thaw?" Ye Han asked again.

"Basically, it's almost done..." Before he finished speaking, a military doctor suddenly turned around, holding two strings of identity tags commonly known as dog tags in his hand.

Wang Tianyu immediately pressed the wireless headphones in his ears: "What's going on?"

"Two sets of identity cards." The military doctor said, "One is named Huang Biao, and the other is Xiao Wang Zhifei."

Wang Tianyu sighed: "Put it away first and give it to their families when there is a chance in the future."

Regardless of whether the Iceman is Wang Zhifei or not, these two sets of identity cards definitely belong to the captured soldiers, and getting them back is a souvenir.

The military doctor nodded and followed the instructions: "The ice has melted, but the specimens still need some time."

Ye Han's voice suddenly rose: "Specimen?"

The military doctor was startled and didn't understand why Ye Han had such a big reaction: "Yes, yes, specimen."

Ye Hanru endured his anger: "Do you know who he is, and you call him a specimen? Chief of Staff, we haven't proven his identity yet, but I ask that you give him enough respect!"

Only then did Wang Tianyu and the military doctor understand the reason for Ye Han's anger. The military doctor wanted to explain but was afraid that Ye Han wouldn't listen, so he could only turn to Wang Tianyu for help.

Wang Tianyu immediately said: "Ye Han, don't get angry first. I know a little about the doctor profession. They have this habit. They don't mean to insult anyone."

Ye Han was full of annoyance: "Chief of Staff, I don't know what others think, but I can't accept it anyway!"

Specimen is an extremely common and neutral word, but precisely because of its commonness, when this word is used on humans, it always carries a cold flavor, which makes him feel particularly uncomfortable.

"Then what do you think we should do? Are you willing to accept the remains?" Wang Tianyu asked.

Ye Han immediately responded: "That's better than calling it a specimen!" He knew the remains were human as soon as he heard them. Ye Han wouldn't accept it even if he directly called them dead, but what about the specimens?

Wang Tianyu compromised: "Okay, let's call for the body from now on. Is that okay?"

Ye Han remained silent and nodded heavily.

Wang Tianyu shook his head helplessly: "You are already in your thirties, why are you still acting like a child?"

The corner of Ye Han's mouth twitched: "Chief of Staff, it's not that I have too many things to do. I really can't get over this hurdle in my heart."

Wang Tianyu sighed quietly: "I understand." After saying that, he gestured to the military doctor and asked him to continue working.

He is also a soldier. Even though he is now the chief of staff of the fleet, he started as a soldier and worked his way up step by step. How could he not understand Ye Han's thoughts?

After being silent for a while, Ye Han said again: "Thank you."

"No, it should be." Wang Tianyu glanced sideways at Ye Han, "If he is Wang Zhifei, what are you going to do?"

"It's best to cremate and take the ashes back."

"Cremated?" Wang Tianyu smiled bitterly, "How can the fleet have the conditions for cremation? I'm not being alarmist. Regardless of whether he is Wang Zhifei or not, this body has very important research value. If he was indeed done like this by aliens, we

We need to study his situation more... Do you think you can accept it?"

"Yes!" Ye Han's answer was resolute, "We are all soldiers, who dares to say that he did not die on the battlefield? I can accept anyone being shattered to pieces, including myself, but if a person dies and is not respected, this

I can't accept it."

Wang Tianyu nodded approvingly: "As long as you can figure it out."

Ye Han showed a wry smile: "What's wrong with him? He's pretty good. The soldiers who died in the mouths of insects weren't much worse than this?"

Suddenly the voice of a military doctor came from the other side of the glass: "The surface of the body is melted, prepare for sampling and analysis!"

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