What can be learned: What will happen if a person is exposed to the universe without protection? Turn into ice cubes? Suffocate and die? Or maybe the intestines and internal organs will explode out of the butt? None, there is no medium in a vacuum
, so the hypothermia is very slow, and you will not freeze immediately; as long as you quickly spit out the expanded air in the lungs, you will avoid the joke-like death of 'exploding your lungs', and you can even leisurely feel the gradually thinning air in your body.
Oxygen, the skin that is quickly 'burned' due to low-pressure boiling on the body surface, and the gases released in the body due to the instantaneous large-scale decompression, little by little, will bring you desperate death.
"How about being a gendarme?" Ivan said, knocking on the table.
"I don't like killing people of my own kind." Haerrou curled her lips and said.
"That's it." Ivan explained with some embarrassment: "Actually, our Military Justice Department is not always so bloody..."
"Oh? Really?" Haerrou raised her eyebrows, took the remote control and turned on the TV.
"According to the frontline battle report, 43,379 hell submarines were biochemical spies and have been executed..."
"Ahem, this is an example, an example!" Ivan said firmly, taking the remote control in Heerrou's hand and changing the channel.
"...The latest news from the Military Justice Department: Jedi submarines should be authorized to rob their comrades in emergencies to prevent them from mutating. So far, 1,330 cases have been found, 80% of which are effective rescues."
The corner of Ivan's mouth twitched and he pressed the remote control again.
"Ms. Smith, an interstellar woman, has been pregnant with twins four times in a row. She is suspected of being a cyborg spy and has been arrested by the Super Earth Military Intelligence Headquarters."
"..Jedi submarines are the most humane liberation force - the Military Justice Department declares."
"...In order to improve people's sense of security, the Military Justice Department proposes to install offensive thought detectors in public places to achieve crime prevention effects..."
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"Click" the TV turned off.
The corners of Ivan's mouth twitched and he said: "The image of the Military Justice Department is still a bit poor in the eyes of outsiders, but please believe me, we are actually very disciplined."
"Hahaha! Hahaha! You hahaha!" Haierrou held her belly and laughed so hard that she almost rolled off the chair: "You are too funny! Today's news was actually blocked by the Military Justice Department, hahaha...
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"This is just a coincidence! A coincidence!" Ivan looked unhappy and decided in his heart that he must give those dogs under him a hard training when he went back. What the hell! The crime prevention plan has only been proposed for half a year, and this
It was exposed? Do you know how much trouble it will add to the implementation of the plan!?
"Okay, okay, it's not funny anymore. I'm not blaming you. As a submarine, wouldn't the blood on my hands be less than yours? As a junior officer, if the Military Justice Department lets go of my hands one day, I
That would make you feel uneasy. This will at least allow a stupid boss like Steven to get the punishment he deserves, right?" Haerrou shrugged and said: "I'm just not used to that kind of secret work, you know,
My temper...uh"
"Not so good." Haier smiled softly and winked, "If you don't mind me beating a few fat pigs to death before the court trial, it's not a bad idea to join you."
"Ahem. Let's talk about this issue next time." Ivan said a little embarrassed: "I still have something to do, so I'll take care of it first. If you have any requests, be sure to remember to tell me!"
"Let's go~"
"By the way! Rumor." Ivan, who was walking to the door, suddenly turned around and said: "There are still three days left for your action review, and half a month left for your retirement approval. If you change your mind before it is approved, you can come to me. Our military law department
The door will always be open to you."
"Understood~! Thank you~"
"Just don't tell others that I said it~"
"Okay, I'm not crazy~bye~"
"Bye~"
hehe
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Aren't you crazy? Haierrou looked at the tattoo-like cracks in her palms, and then at the flesh and blood in front of her eyes, and suddenly smiled.
Looking at the neatly dressed school officer in the mirror wrapped in flesh and blood, Haier smiled softly and saluted: "Hi! Goodbye Russell, goodbye comrades."
Saying this, Haerrou, who looked a little sad, took off her clothes and put on a set of casual clothes.
The stockings were rolled up from the toes to the thighs inch by inch. The cotton boxer briefs tightened the hips. The unknown silk thermal clothing left a soft touch on the skin that was completely different from the bulletproof fiber. Pull up the pants and put on the shirt with a cross printed on it.
A white shirt, an open-chested turtleneck white sweater with wings printed on the shoulders that could reveal the cross on the chest, and finally a black windbreaker full of cross buttons, with a cross on the chest.
Pretending to be a priest.
"Amen!" Haerrou muttered softly, looking at the completely changed man in the mirror with a naughty smile: "I'm so handsome, right?"
I wonder if the nun will be surprised to see me like this? Well, maybe she will have more headaches? She will probably frown and persuade me to do good, right? It’s a pity that I am a complete evil person. Thinking about it, Haier
Rou picked up the folded clothes with her little finger, used the clothes to cover the last scar on her neck, put on her patterned white gloves, and opened the door with a smile. 1
"Are you ready? Heerrou." Ivan leaned against the car door and said hello with a smile.
Haerrou squinted her eyes and squinted at him, then snapped her fingers with a serious face: "Noproblem!"
"Then let's go, madam." Ivan smiled and opened the car door and made a gesture of invitation.
However, Haierrou opened the cab without any appreciation, pulled out the driver and sat in the driver's seat: "Get in!" in a completely affirmative tone.
"Oh! Can you let the driver drive?" Ivan said with a frown, but was pulled into the passenger seat.
"Les't go! Ugh~!" Haerrou screamed wildly and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom!
"I knew it! You bastard!" Ivan shouted nervously: "Drive slower!"
"Okay, okay, this is a dedicated road for the military area, no problem!" Haierrou said nonchalantly, and drove past the corner without slowing down...
Distance divided by speed equals time.
Ivan understood a truth today: pressing the accelerator of a military off-road vehicle to the bottom will not only turn an hour's journey into ten minutes, but will also make a young officer from the Military Law Department vomit.
But I hope this officer is not me! Ivan shouted miserably in his heart. He held his stomach and was about to say something, but he opened his mouth again and said: "Ouch!!"
Well, this is the effect we want. Haierrou shrugged and said: "Come on, buddy, if you have a physique like yours and are used in a landing module, you will be turned into a rag!"
"Who wants to compete with you! Abnormal! Ugh!!" Ivan could no longer be sad and angry.
"Okay, okay, anyway, I've arrived. I feel sorry for bothering you to come and see me off, No!" Haier smiled softly and took out a medal from his pocket and put it in Ivan's hand: "This was the moment.
My apology can be regarded as a souvenir."
"This!? The Valkyrie Medal! I can't have it!" Ivan said and was about to stuff the thing back, but well, a military policeman with thin arms and legs also wants to compete with a hell submarine? Are you kidding me?
?So he was forcibly approached and tried to resist, but after just two pushes, the medal with the thunder and lightning and the spear was accepted.
"Anyway, I don't have any use for it anymore. I'm sad to see you holding it, so I might as well give it to you. Anyway, I'll see you again when I leave!" Haierrou said as she walked towards the boarding platform.
This is the advantage of sending people off at a military airport. You don’t need to wait for a flight. You can find a flight to your destination no matter when you arrive. Of course, you have to be able to bear the burden of transporting yourself as cargo, but this is for someone who can take a supercar.
For the submarines in the sonic launch bay, it’s just drizzle, drizzle!
And just when Haerrou was about to leave, Ivan caught up with a suitcase: "Wait a minute!"
"What's wrong?" Haerrou raised her eyebrows: "Do you have a gift for me in return?"
"I originally planned to give you a surprise, but who knew you were in such a hurry on the road!" Ivan sighed and said with a resentful look on his face, and handed the suitcase over: "The AI you applied for from your superiors was approved yesterday.
Yes, give it."
"Oh! Is it Saya?!" Haerrou patted the suitcase happily and said, "Is it you?"
"Yes! Master." The voice sounded, and a little girl in a white dress jumped out happily.
"Originally, the laboratory was not prepared to let go, but considering the samples you brought back, especially the pieces of flesh and blood, after some discussions, it delegated the authority to you. However, many of her hardware have been downgraded, and their functions have been downgraded.
It's a lot less, and its performance has been weakened, but even so, it's still beyond many civilian technologies in the world. I hope you can abide by the confidentiality regulations." Ivan patted Heerrou on the shoulder and said.
"It's very good, thank you!" Haierrou said with satisfaction, and walked towards the door of a small starship in the distance: "I'm leaving!"
Although Ivan had no hope, he still stubbornly requested again: "Hey, are you really not going to join us? That AI can get a lot of upgrade authority!"
"That's enough! Thank you! Thank you!" Haier smiled softly and waved as he stood at the door of the cabin. Ivan wanted to say something more, but the blue-gray lock had already blocked his gaze.
"What a pity. It's a pretty good seedling." Ivan sighed.
"Do you want to continue to monitor her?"
"No need. With the burns on her back, she is not much of a threat anymore. Let her live a peaceful life."
"Yes, sir!"
Surveillance will always exist. If a person does not feel it, it must be because his field of vision is relatively small.
Just like those ordinary people, there were keyword censorship in ancient times, and now there are offensive psychological detectors. Those who feel that they are not being monitored either do not notice it themselves, or they live within a restricted range of psychology and behavior.
As well as spatial restrictions, to a certain extent, those boundaries are a kind of early warning surveillance.