Deep Space Fleet

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"Captain, it's time." Just as he was thinking, Dr. Li Cheng from the secretary's office reminded.

"Understood."

Seeing that the space elevator was carrying the last batches of people into Kunlun Mountain, Zhang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, then walked in front of the reporter.

The parting words before departure can be said to be a custom, not only the 8 million people in Kunlun Mountains, but also the final farewell to the 6 million people left in the surface base.

"Ladies and gentlemen," he said solemnly on television.

"If we want to become a truly great civilization, we must do our best to play a greater role in the universe. Instead of cowardly hiding on our own planet like a country farmer. Yes, this step is very difficult, really Cowards, slobs, skeptics of the vagabond program, those who have lost their fighting spirit and self-control, the ignorant, and those who do not feel the great encouragement of the steadfast Insensitive people..."

"All these people, of course, are afraid to see their civilization take on new responsibilities, afraid to see us go off on wandering projects that seem to have no benefit! Afraid to see us take on more of the obligations that the universe needs Our Brave Soldiers and the Possible Star Wars"

"...If we don't participate in this fierce competition that must be won with life and civilization, then the civilizations that are more savage and powerful than us will leave us far behind, and they can easily destroy us and control us. Even like the grid Like Li Ze Civilization, even if he is dead, he doesn’t know it.”

"Let us therefore face the challenges of the future with courage, determined to do our duty with manliness, and to uphold justice by our oaths and deeds . !"

At this moment, everyone looked serious, and some people had red eyes, excited emotions, and blood surging.

A determined look flashed in Zhang Yuan's eyes: "...we must not play the role of the Gliese civilization, nor the role of the earth civilization. If we repeat their mistakes, be complacent, and covet the peace and enjoyment in our own territory , Gradually hatch and degenerate, have no interest in the stories of the Milky Way, indulge in luxury, forget the noble life of hard work and adventure, and are busy all day long to satisfy the temporary desires of our flesh..."

"Then, there is no doubt that one day we will become a mediocre civilization like them..."

"In the long river of time, we will be eliminated by the entire universe."

"These words are for us who are about to go to a distant place, and for you who stay here."

Having said that, Zhang Yuan took a deep breath: "Kunlun Mountain Fleet, set off!"

A huge fleet, including a super mothership, 23 "Petrel-class" frigates, and 3 "Falcon-class" guided missile destroyers officially set sail.

Bright ion flames burst out from the starry sky. This should be the last time Kunlun Mountain will be in this starry sky.

Not a drill.

Eight million astronauts, looking at the familiar human base under their feet, wept, mourned, and cheered up.

That's it, left...

...

In this way, six months passed in a blink of an eye, and the entire hibernation work arrangement was proceeding in an orderly manner.

Although Kunlun Mountain is designed to support the normal life of tens of millions of people, in order to be able to operate for a long time and save resources, it still implements the work and rest system of "normal life for two years and dormancy for eighteen years".

In other words, for a 50-year voyage, the time that people can feel is about five years, which is quite acceptable.

The number of sobers remained at 800,000 for a long time.

800,000 can be regarded as the population of a small and medium-sized city, and it is enough to maintain the normal operation of all walks of life and the maintenance of the entire spaceship.

Here is a "Falcon-class" destroyer, about 5,000 kilometers away from the front of Kunlun Mountain.

With Kunlun Mountain as the core of the entire fleet, the ring team is deployed, and their spaceship is flying at the forefront.

"Hey, actually, after living this kind of life for a long time, it will seem a bit boring... I haven't seen a single meteorite." Several soldiers were calibrating the data of the queue in the observation room.

This kind of destroyer guarantees combat effectiveness. Of course, there is no so-called circular living area, so it is not so comfortable to live in. It is necessary to ensure a certain amount of exercise time every day to reduce muscle atrophy.

"What's boring? It's normal not to see a meteorite. Is there a one-in-a-billion chance of seeing a meteorite... We are here to escort, just to prevent small probability events."

"Interstellar navigation is like this. It is said that the first generation sailed for three thousand years!"

Speaking of this matter, all the soldiers still admired it quite a lot. Three thousand years is a desperate number when you think about it. The average life expectancy of people is less than three thousand years. But now, a voyage only lasts fifty or sixty years.

The goal of this voyage is "187j3x2", a blue dwarf star 5.2 light-years away. Theoretically, there is no environment suitable for biological survival, but who knows...

The reason why people choose this planet is because...it is the nearest star along this cosmic string.

Of course, this voyage is always meaningful, whether it is a close-up study of blue dwarfs, or as a long-distance voyage test, if you don’t try the first time, how can there be a second time later, the second time? Three times.

5.2 light-years is an acceptable distance. If there is a public mutiny or other small-probability accidents, you can still struggle to return.

Even if it's not very likely...

"In fact, living in the Kunlun Mountains is no different from the surface of the planet. I really want to eat the Yile Ramen inside, with a little beef sauce."

"That being said, there is a bit of a psychological gap... How many resources does the planet have, and how many resources does our spaceship have? It's completely different."

At this moment, the two of them suddenly heard a cough from behind, and stopped chatting quickly.

It is Li Junkang, the captain of Falcon 1.

Li Junkang glanced at the data on the screen, the starry sky outside was always so dark, as if it hadn't changed since ancient times. Over the years, he has been promoted from a former soldier to the captain of this destroyer.

With great power comes great responsibility.

The whole voyage lasted six months, and there was always some weariness. Hearing the chat between the two, he didn't blame too much, instead he said: "Okay, everyone, stop talking a few words, the official mission is about to be carried out. 20,000 kilometers ahead, is the location of the cosmic string?" ?”

At present, the speed of the spacecraft is not fast. After all, it only relies on its own engine for propulsion, and the speed is about 32 kilometers per second.

"Report to the captain, in theory, there are still 19,089 kilometers left."

The screen shows that there is nothing in that piece of cosmic space, and the so-called cosmic strings seem to be hidden in another dimension...

After all, it is a one-dimensional spatial structure. If it were not for scientific instruments scanning back and forth many times, it would be impossible for people to find it accurately.

"Have you observed the trajectory of the meteorite around?"

"We have activated large flares, and have not observed meteorites with a diameter of more than 20 centimeters for the time being."

Li Junkang nodded and commanded: "Notify the other spacecraft that we have arrived at the designated area, calibrate the route, and return to Kunlun Mountain in turn. The gravitational acceleration work will officially start in 15 minutes."

"Order received!"

This series of notifications quickly conveyed to the entire queue, including the mothership Kunlun Mountain in the middle.

All the escort spacecraft turned on their engines and remounted on the edge of Kunlun Mountain.

Gravitational acceleration, let's go!