Watching the Dawn

Darkness, heavy, as if solidified darkness, permeated the bridge of the cargo ship.

At this moment, all electricity must be given priority to the mass effect core, and lighting and artificial gravity are all turned off. The assault rifle, once held in his hand, is now folded and thrown aside. In the past, predators and predators were naturally nestled together, relying on the quality of each other's connection to counteract the effects of loss ... and the sense of hopeless loneliness.

Even the Krogans who are rich in combative fighters are no exception ... They think that the death of war is an honor, but they are swallowed by the blue giant? That can only be regarded as expanding the death of the Krogans ...

Your grandpa's grandpa was killed by the blue giant star at that time ~ ... Wow, blue giant star! It's great ~-I think there is a feeling of tears.

However, there are some bright spots in the bridge. In addition to the brighter and cursed blue light shining from the porthole behind it ... there is also a huge LED number displayed above the roof-40,000,000! They have sent out the distress signal 40 million times! But after seven hours passed, the galaxy remained silent, and still received no response.

"Five minutes are up!" Captain Wells dropped his cigarette and stood up. He looked at the silent, unresponsive crowd and patted hard again.

"! Let's do it again! Only 40 million times ... Do you want to regret it when you die-ah, damn, we should send it one more time, just a little bit ... Come on! Don't give up , Let's fight to the last moment! "

This guy, who has always been cold, started to do the job of instigating the family skillfully at this time! But looking at the unwilling flame in his eyes, he was afraid that every sentence he said was sent from the heart. Wells has his own ideals-unlike those who use the Cyberus organization as a shortcut to climb up-he was voluntarily joined by Cerberus after being moved by the dream of the Phantom Man! So even if he is doing human trafficking now. The same is for a more noble goal!

He is the kind of person who looks superficial but is idealistic at heart. Even if the hands are bloody, they are all sinful. Wells will not stop. The second point is that he already has the consciousness of taking on sin. Many people are thinking of "doing things cleanly with your hands" ... if you can't get the best of both worlds. When you have to get your hands dirty when doing things ... Some people choose to give up or not, but Wells will surely jump into the mud.

"! Come again 10 million! '4' is not a good number in the eyes of the Chinese!"

With his encouragement, everyone opened their own multi-purpose tool, and began to send out a distress signal mechanically-as for the person who received the information, there is not enough time to come-such a problem is no longer Consider again.

Compared to desperate watching the signs appear, for example, the glass of the porthole begins to become blurred (exposure to excessive radiation, it begins to soften, the molecular structure changes), such as the blue light is getting brighter, etc ... Concentrating on asking for help is not a bad thing.

The so-called falling into the blue giant star burning is actually just a romantic fantasy! The real situation should be. Once the hull of the spaceship reaches the upper limit, they will be heated like food in a microwave oven and slowly cooked ... This kind of thing will make people crazy if you think about it!

"What's the next goal ?! How about 51,888,888 ?! I heard that the number in Chinese is ... 'Ki ... Li'?" Wells' words caused a little laugh from the Chinese, and some of them responded, "Yeah, 51,888,888 is a good number, very auspicious! "

Wells laughed with those people, and Orch next to him turned his head indefinitely, and his eyes fell on the corner. An insignificant number displayed on a small screen—00: 04: 34.

This is the really terrible number-the distance crosses the William Herschel limit. Four and a half minutes!

Didi da da, time passed by one minute and one second. When everyone was immersed in the frenzy of sending messages, Wells quietly left his seat. Walk around the crowd with Orch and come to the aisle leading to the engine room.

There, Carl Dana, the Quillie, leaned against the wall and was waiting for both of them.

"The engine has been driven to the limit, and the core of the mass effect is also. All the materials that can be cleaned up have been abandoned ... Sorry, I have done everything I can, but there is still no way to change the fate of this ship." Carl Dan Na said with some regret, with his unreserved working attitude and super ability. Wells eventually put him in charge of everything in the engine room. "The engine is running at 150% power until now, and I have no problems. I really admire the industrial level of human beings!"

"Can you throw away the warehouse?" Old Orch asked. Although 1.6 billion stars is an astronomical wealth.

Wells turned his attention to Carl Dana, and the Quillie shrugged. "It's not very useful, it can delay our cooking time by at most five minutes ..."

"Five minutes!" Captain Wells tore his tie tightly, then took a few breaths. "It doesn't ... make sense! This batch of zero elements is very important to Cerberus. If there are only five minutes, I would rather die with my duties."

"perhaps……"

"It's impossible!" Wells interrupted Old Orch's speech decisively. He directly smashed the cigarette and let the burning cigarette **** squeeze the palm of his hand. "Really, maybe it should be ... maybe it's time to accept the reality! Inform everyone and prepare the suicide note ... I'm going to find a box that will not melt into the stars ... I really hope there is such a thing on board. "

It doesn't really matter if there is such a box-have so many planes crashed, have you ever seen that the last box was found? ! ——The last words are not left to the living, but that is just to let the deceased go without regrets ... as long as the person who writes believes that the last words can be retained.

"Maybe without notice." Carl Dana said, beckoning the two to look back.

At the end of the corridor, a black, crushed head was crowded, and countless humans and Krogans stood silently, hearing the conversation of three people from beginning to end ...

The old Klogan Orchi carefully packed a dozen wafers, and then on a piece of paper, carefully listed his vision of the future of the Klogan-of course, finally put it in the box, It is the genes of himself and the three most powerful Krogan fighters in the team-if someone can get this information in the future, he hopes that someone can continue his ideals and create the best Krogan fighters!

Captain Wells was writing a love letter ... a woman who could not extricate herself after meeting him, but then had to flee in a hurry. She is in Ilim, thousands of light years away. The possibility of seeing this letter by her is not even one part per billion.

Carl Dana, the Quillie, just sat by the porthole and stared at the blue superstar outside. He just quietly changed his name to "Karl Dana. Agile"-the Quilli would definitely belong to a ship. If there is no ship's name in the name, it means he was expelled from the Quillis, which is a shame.

"I really hope it is Mia ~", he said to himself gently, that was the name of the "hometown ship" when he was born. Even the Quillians living on a boat have a hometown ...

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"... Mother hopes to grow up with you slowly, watching you enter school, watching you make a girlfriend ... oooooo ~"

Jenny quickly put down her pen and took a glove to bite it tightly, blocking the sobbing sound in her throat, not letting her cry affect others. At this time, if a person cries out loud, I am afraid it will immediately cause a chain reaction.

When the feeling of sadness stopped, Jenny looked around blankly. The whole bridge was quiet, only the sound of rustling writing. Occasionally, there are also weeping like Jenny, but everyone on the side will try to pretend not to hear ...

She filled in the last words and put them in the black metal box in the center of the room-Wells promised, this is the strongest safe on the ship! ——The secret materials of the original Cyberus contained inside have been completely destroyed by him.

What else seems to be forgotten? Jenny thinks for a while, her eyes are looking at the left arm that is always in pain, although it has begun to relieve in recent hours, but now it is starting to hurt again!

Didn't you tell me not to give up? ! Don't you swear to save us? ! Thinking of her husband and children who could never meet again, Jenny suddenly felt extremely resentful to Li Huamei! If it weren't for your troubles! If it's not ... People are in desperation ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Always find someone to blame ...

Jenny stared at her, panting and searching, and then found a paper knife on the table! The people around were doing their own thing, and no one found her abnormal. Annie grabbed the paper knife and slammed it toward her arm!

"Ah!" The blood splashed ... Annie's cry was mixed with the exclamation of the people around her. "Wait! What is that?"

As the skin and muscles of her arm were cut open, there was no scene of blood splatter-an irregular piece flying out of her wound. The fragments are very thin, only the size of small fingernails. It exudes a faint blue light, suspended in the air, the light emitted ripples along the plane like a water wave.

"It looks like some kind of signal source ?!" said Karl Dana around him, uncertainly.

"Yes ... It was Li Huamei who stayed in my arm ..." Jenny, who was awake, murmured. (To be continued) r466

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