Psychics don't die from gunfire

"Of course I believe you. I mean, don't you have anything else to say? Commander Dominic just said so much."

Song Shi put one hand on the brown-red solid wood armrest: "Lapis Lazuli is not from Yenan, it's normal that he has no feelings, but Anthony, don't you plan to express some opinions? For example, "Glorious Righteousness"? "

Hearing this, Anthony finally raised his head slightly.

He looked at Song Shi for a long time and replied: "Sir, I always remember the destruction of "Sunildara."

"I understand." Song Shi nodded and stood up: "Then let's do it this way first, you can arrange it as you like, I'll go out for a walk alone."

"As you wish." Anthony saluted.

"I'll go online." Lapis Lazuli flew to the corner.

Song Shi walked out of the cabin, and a micro drone at the door immediately flew over to guide the way and provide services-probably because Dominic considered that this "patrol inspector" had no implanted prosthesis and electronic life was inconvenient.

This drone is also high-end. It is not the common rotor type, but is equipped with an anti-gravity engine. It is round and spherical and makes almost no sound when flying.

After receiving the command "Take me to the deck", it quickly flew forward, turning all the way, opening all kinds of hatches as soon as they arrived, leading Song Shi back to the deck without any obstacles.

On the vast deck, there are more people dressed in military uniforms and engineering uniforms than expected, most of whom are doing daily maintenance work. No one is tied with a safety rope and qualified to be a member of the "Axiom Order". Even one of the most ordinary mechanical team members can easily overcome the high-altitude wind pressure and ensure that he will not be blown away.

Along the way, everyone who saw the young man's face clearly was immediately solemn. They did not approach, but saluted proudly until they saw him out of sight, and they were unwilling to take him back.

Song Shi sat on the edge of the deck. According to the soft female voice of the drone, this is the No. 3 deck area.

If someone else had openly sat on the deck of the aerospace carrier and used it as a flower bed for a spring outing, they would inevitably be criticized and reprimanded by the officers on board, and the deck would have been scrubbed.

Fortunately, the identity of "patrol inspector" helped a lot, so that no one could blame him.

"Huh"

Feeling the airflow hitting his face, Song Shi slowly exhaled.

"Dara" means "brilliant" in the traditional context of the Sunil Federation, and "Sunil Dara" is the capital of the Sunil Federation.

Then, this treasure that the Sunil people are proud of, 81 years ago, under the space-based weapon "Sky Torch Disaster Fire" of the East Land Republic, it turned into ashes along with millions of people.

Today, Yenan, the predecessor of the [Second National Assembly], is the Sunil Federation.

"Sure enough. Everyone is impatient."

Song Shi knocked on the deck beside him. It was made of some composite metal material with excellent toughness and a non-slip coating on the surface. Observing closely, the tiny bumps and potholes can be clearly seen, but this does not make the aerospace mothership look inferior, but adds a bit of realistic heaviness.

He looked out again.

At an altitude of 20,000 meters, everything seemed so tiny. Even with Song Shi's eyesight, he could not see the roots and leaves of a weed on the ground.

He grabbed it casually and smelled a little bit of engine oil, which should be flowing out of the lower cabin.

Song Shi waved to a soldier not far away.

"Yes, it's you, no ambiguity, come here."

It was a young man in his twenties, trotting over, with an expression that was difficult to conceal. He opened his mouth, as if thinking about what to say to the big shot, but in the end, he stood up solemnly and said: "Lester Blin, the 13th Stormtrooper, salutes you, Lord Patrol Inspector."

Song Shi looked at him first.

He is said to be a young man, but looking at his ceramic bulletproof armor, huge mechanical prosthetic arms, two pupils flashing red, and modules all over his body, he is obviously a tough guy who can kill a whole street gang with just a gun or a power sword.

He is qualified to serve on the aerospace carrier and serve as a member of the stormtroopers. If he is placed in the Axiom Army, he is also a soldier king.

"It's not a formal inquiry, just a casual chat."

Song Shi indicated that there was no need to be nervous, and asked a soothing and gentle question: "How long have you been in the service?"

"Sir, nine years. If you count the Boy Scouts and the reserve period, it's eleven years."

"Eleven years." Song Shi calculated the time and referred to the other party's age: "Then you have been promoted quite quickly."

The young man with two etched circuits on his face said neither servile nor overbearing: "My combat, prosthetics adaptability, firearms and vehicle project assessment scores have always been the first in the jurisdiction."

Song Shi nodded, pondered for a moment, and then said: "Why did you join the Justice Army?"

"To become the sword of His Majesty." The man's answer was very straight, but there was no hint of fooling around: "To spread the glorious righteousness to the world."

When he said this, the man looked directly at Song Shi, and his expression on his deep face had subtle changes, as if he was expecting something.

Emotional control is the most basic training project of the Justice Army. He has always done well, but at this moment, his heart is a little turbulent.

When it comes to authority, a patrol inspector from the First Court is inferior to his immediate superior, the commander of the Second Army of the Justice Army.

"It's a very standard answer." Song Shi said, "But is there a more detailed one? I want to hear it."

“.A little more detailed.” The man was stunned for a moment, thought for a while, and said: “Master Supervisor, do you know Amber Lake?”

Song Shi had no idea.

Fortunately, the other party continued to talk naturally: "It is a saltwater lake, which was once an important salt-producing area in the First Dynasty of Varro. There is an amber mineral accumulated at the bottom of the lake, so when the weather is clear, the whole lake looks like a piece of amber."

"Later, with the advancement of salt extraction technology, the importance of Amber Lake to the First Dynasty of Varro continued to decline, and it turned to develop tourism resources, which is said to be quite successful."

"My great-grandfather described the scenery there to me. When they were young, they rolled around by the lake. When they went home, their bodies must be covered with brown salt stains and they would be severely beaten by adults." The man paused and said slowly: "Amber Lake is no longer there. The long swords of the Holy Crown Knights evaporated the lake water and smashed the dry lake bottom to pieces. I will never have the chance to see the scenery that my ancestors have seen."

"That's what I think."

When saying this, the man's tone did not fluctuate much, but the color of molten iron flowed in his artificial eyes.

"The Vanpusta Empire should pay something."