Annihilation of the solar system

The surviving space warriors, led by Ke Guohao, shuttled through the trusses under the main armor belt. They began to fumble to remove single pieces of armor more than ten meters square from the trusses and throw them into space.

The work did not go smoothly at first, but no one complained. In addition to trust and unity, they must eliminate all negative emotions if they want to survive in the vast deep space.

Everyone summarized, discussed, and encouraged each other. The disassembly work quickly became efficient. After more than twenty hours of non-stop work, the sharp-edged space turret was dismantled into several pieces wrapped under a diamond-shaped truss.

The oval sealed cabin has an electromagnetic rail gun and two empty turret seats left on the top.

The crew gathered at the airlock at the stern of the ship. Although each of them looked haggard, with bloodshot eyes and heavy dark circles, their military postures still stood upright. They were suspended in the airlock in front of them.

Hundreds of long strips wrapped in national flags of various colors are the remains of fallen officers and soldiers, including the fleet commander.

They did not have time to hold a grand funeral for their comrades, because the narrow window to enter the Mars transfer orbit was coming. The airlock door was closed, and accompanied by neat military salutes and tearful eyes, various national flags were pushed by the airflow like

One after another, the boats drifted along the slowly flowing stream into the deep void of nothingness.

Under the alternating blue light and flashing red light of the electromagnetic gun, the "skinny" "Zhenyuan" began to change its trajectory. The crew members fixed themselves on their seats and felt every firing of the main gun.

The shock it brought was like listening to the heartbeats coming from the space fort again and again. They returned hard and resolutely and began.

...

Chai Shizheng was still standing in the Space Force Combat Command Center in the Ministry of National Defense building. His face was full of exhaustion and haggard, and his bloodshot eyes showed deep sadness. None of the technical officers and staff members left, but he

There were several more soldiers wearing power armor behind him.

After listening to the staff's battle damage report on the moon base and the 38th Space Army, the veins in Chai Shizheng's temples twitched slightly:

"Order the remnants of the 38th Sky Army to stay on the moon and not attempt to return to low-Earth orbit!"

"yes!"

He sighed lightly and turned his attention to the big screen. Since the spore swarm and broken ice belt had crossed the 36,000-kilometer geostationary orbit, the focal lengths of all space telescopes and ground observatories were no longer suitable for observation. The screen only displayed

The distant figure of the "Zhenyuan" that has just completed its orbit change using the electromagnetic gun's reaction force.

Although they were still unable to make direct contact with the "Zhenyuan" due to communication equipment failure, all the data showed that they could return to Earth orbit. This was the only thing that made Chai Shizheng happy after the space battle began.

"General, we are ordered to take you to the underground backup command center, where it is safer. Please let us complete the mission!" The sergeant wearing a power armor said in a gentle voice.

He did not look back, but said lightly:

"I got it. I'll go after the rest of the Space Force's combat ships have finished assembling at Lagrange L2."

Chai Shizheng originally wanted to stay in the command center until the battle was won or the command center was destroyed. However, the EDA Military Commission and national leaders were firmly opposed to his approach, and soldiers were sent to ensure that he could evacuate safely.

In the end, Chai Shizheng gave up his obsession. This was not because he was afraid of death. It was because the estimated total amount of remaining spores and crushed ice set at 97% on the top of the big screen meant that the upcoming ground battle would be worse than expected.

The situation is much more difficult. And at this time, no resources can be wasted. The Space Force has failed, and he cannot cause trouble.

Under the interweaving of weak moonlight and cold blue light, Xia Lan and her team members were setting up two small refracting astronomical telescopes on the rooftop of the National Academy of Sciences. Because neither space telescopes nor ground observatories are suitable for observing objects that are approaching low-Earth orbit.

This small telescope is more suitable for observation of spore groups and broken ice belts.

Their purpose was to verify a light spot out of the light band in a set of photos taken before the observatory telescope went out of focus, because this may threaten the echelon of evacuation combat spacecraft in space.

After the telescope was set up, Lin Tianyu and Wu Fan each operated their laptops to start searching and transmitted real-time data to the combat command center. Wei Xu and Liu Mengzhu picked up the binoculars to scan the sky, while Xia Lan looked at the few

Zhang was about to say something about the photo taken before it was out of focus, but the scene above the sky stuck her words in her throat.

The entire celestial dome glowed with a shallow blue light like transparent sea water under tropical sunlight, which gave her a very real illusion. The earth was wrapped in a glass ball and soaked in a shallow blue sea, and

There was a hole in the glass cover above the head, and a tumbling stream of water poured out from the hole and hit the ground.

Xia Lan was stunned by the dim torrent pouring down from mid-air like the Milky Way bursting its banks. It was so close, as if she could reach out and touch it with her fingertips. The flowing trend of the torrent composed of countless small particles has already

It was clearly visible, and she could even tell which ones were ice cubes and which ones were spores.

"Senior sister, there it is! I found it!" Wei Xu's exclamation finally made her come back to her senses from the real illusion.

She looked in the direction of Wei Xu's finger, and there was indeed a faint spot of light that was difficult to detect in the blue-light sky in the other direction where the torrent poured in.

Lin Tianyu and Wu Fan immediately operated the small telescope and turned it in the direction of Wei Xu's finger. A magnified photo soon appeared on the laptop screen. As they suspected, it was also a small band of broken ice. After orbit analysis,

Their target is the Earth's Lagrangian point l2.

The news was simultaneously transmitted to the Space Force Combat Command Center. Chai Shizheng looked at the picture returned on the big screen, and his body shook slightly involuntarily. The four star ports were moored at point 12, and the remaining five space army combat spacecraft echelons were

Rush to point l2 to escape.

Unprecedented helplessness and fatigue surged from all parts of his body. For a moment, he felt like the world was spinning and he had difficulty breathing. The staff officer beside him saw Chai Shizheng, whose face was ashen and sweating profusely, and supported him:

"General! What's wrong with you?"

Chai Shizheng waved his hands gently. His expression was as painful as that of a terminally ill patient on his deathbed. He slightly opened his lips several times without making a sound, because he really didn't know how to issue the order. He and his space force had no way out.

.

At this time, five heads with different skin colors appeared on the big screen. They were the commanders of the five space armies on the combat spacecraft. The commander of the Fifth Guards Space Army with a beard said in English with a strong Russian accent

:

"General Chai, we have received news from the star port. Their stargazing cabin observed a band of broken ice following us towards the star port!"

Chai Shizheng closed his eyes and nodded slightly.

The dark-skinned commander of the 58th Task Force Space Army pretended to be relaxed and said:

"General, they already know that we want to go to the star port. And you know, even if they don't come, the star port's reserves will not be enough for us to stay there for too long."

The commander of the 101st Space Army with a tall nose even said with a smile:

"We've received news from the moon, and it looks like we can't go there either."

The commander of the Royal Space Army, with deep eyes and neat hair, said calmly:

"If we can die on the battlefield fighting the enemy, we will have no regrets."

Finally, the commander of the Fifteenth Space Army said majestically:

"We ask you to give us an order to turn the ship around to meet the enemy! This may save the star port!"

Chai Shizheng's eyes slowly glanced at the five commanders of the Space Army's combat spacecraft echelon who had different expressions on the screen, but their eyes were extremely firm. He was silent for a while. Then he straightened his collar, straightened the brim of his hat, and solemnly performed a military salute.

Xia Lan and his companions stood on the edge of the rooftop of the National Academy of Sciences, watching the faint bright spot in the sky gradually become brighter in the blink of an eye. The red light flashed at a high frequency, making the spot the size of a coin larger.

Several times, just like firecrackers exploding one after another quickly pushing away the smoke covering it.

The swaying orange light quickly became dazzling, like a newly born star hanging high in the sky. Suddenly, the flashing orange light stopped abruptly, and the slowly spreading halo dimmed into a flowing cloud in the sky.

Before Xia Lan could take a breath, she saw a group of faint red light spots hitting the slowly spreading cloud like a bullet. The sudden surge of red light illuminated the entire cloud as if it were spraying.

Like blood, Liuyun also expanded several times again.

As the red clouds expand, their color gradually fades away, leaving behind a light-colored halo hanging in the air like a blooming Crab Nebula.

The five people on the rooftop of the National Academy of Sciences looked up at the fading clouds for a long time, with tears streaming down their faces when they lowered their heads.

(The danger of raising a book is that the author will be forced to commit suicide. At that time, the person who keeps the book will have no time to mourn for himself, and future generations will mourn. If future generations mourn without taking note of it, future generations will also mourn the sorrow of their predecessors! By the way

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