Chapter 273 Wake up in your arms (3)

What followed was orderly. Jiang Jianming went back to the command room and comforted the military a little bit. Regardless of how much comfort it lasts, the work that should be done is done.

After that, he told Sylph his follow-up plan, in exchange for the leader's indescribable expression.

"I can't say, there's no chance of success," Sylph said with difficulty, "just..."

In the end, she didn't say "just" what, but sorted out her expression and said sternly: "But since you have already decided, I will expect the best result."

After sending Sylph away, Jiang Jianming returned to his room with Ryan.

After His Highness left, it suddenly became much colder inside. He ate something by himself, and then consciously got into the treatment cabin and fell asleep for a while.

About an hour later, a communication from Lin Zhi himself woke him up and brought the news he wanted.

"His Royal Highness Jiang. The communication with the empire is connected. Do you want to see your majesty, or the old marshal?"

"Hard work, help me connect to the military headquarters."

Half a minute later, Jiang Jianming pulled out his chair and sat in front of the communicator.

He thought to himself: This is also a kind of escape, he clearly told Xie Yuduo to let him face the relationship between husband and wife, but he didn't dare to face Lin Ge...

After the communication connection is completed, the picture projected on the projection screen is not the office of the military department, but the interior of the cockpit of the mecha Costin.

The old marshal with white hair and beard had bright eyes: "Commander, there is a reason for this, and I can only speak to you here."

Jiang Jianming shook off the rest of the distracting thoughts and looked solemn.

"I originally wanted to ask if there was any change in the crystal particles of the empire. It seems that it has reached the point where the commander-in-chief has to go out in person..."

"Speak now, don't disturb anything."

Chen smiled and said, "Don't worry, if there is an emergency, even if it is the commander's communication, the old man will not be vague when he should hang up."

This scene of the two sides calling each other the commander-in-chief is really weird. In his spare time, Jiang Jianming would have to say a few words helplessly. But now he is not in that mood, and only said: "Then I will make a long story short."

After speaking, Jiang Jianming turned on the optical brain and the wrist phone next to him, shared the data map of his side, flicked his fingers quickly, and demonstrated while talking.

"The situation is not optimistic. Chen, I can foresee...what will happen next."

The black-haired youth pressed his eyebrows: "Crystal Nest is making a final counterattack, and a large number of crystal particles are pouring over the space station towards the Empire of Humanity."

"I have asked the technical soldiers to calculate the speed. Five hours later, the Alpha Alien where the first fortress of the Yin Beidou is located will bear the brunt, and about half a day later, all nine star cities will be affected."

On the star map, as the time value changes, the white arrow accelerates and extends toward the empire.

"At that time, it was no longer the distant interstellar soldiers who were involved in the battlefield, but more ordinary people who were untrained and accustomed to the peaceful and prosperous world."

Jiang Jianming said solemnly: "The casualties will be extremely heavy. The spiritual pollution of crystal particles will also take advantage of this. Once the crystal chaos erupts, the situation will be completely out of control."

Chen's eyes were fixed on the white ocean, and he touched his chin and pondered: "Well, but I heard that there should be still before the restart of Pangu Axe..."

The old man glanced sideways at the time, "Forty-nine hours, right?"

"Don't worry, Commander, at this time, the Empire can still survive it, but the minister is more worried about the space station."

"The space station is temporarily safe."

Jiang Jianming's eyes swept across the red gold outside the window, and said, "Like the empire, we can barely survive forty-nine hours, we can do it."

"But," he leaned forward slightly and crossed his fingers lightly, "there is one more question: Have you ever thought about what if the shot of Pangu's axe couldn't be defeated?"

Chen Hao's drooping eyelids suddenly opened.

The old man's eyes pierced with murderous light like a sword, and the pale golden spiritual threads trembled with it!

The mid-air torrential rain poured down in the Aslan Imperial City, and lightning flashed and thundered in the distance.

Mecha L-Haidongqing fired a salvo from the muzzle, and the fire engulfed the crystal creatures that were scurrying around, and also blew the buildings in this area into ruins.

The voice of Lieutenant General Luther came from the military channel, mixed with the sound of rain: "Commander, the sanctuary in the third district can't hold it anymore, please ask for reinforcements! There are more than 3,000 crystalless races here..."

Chen snorted from his nose: "Reinforcement? There are no soldiers here. Let those noble nobles send their private guards out to protect the city. It's my order."

In the headset, the voice was still coming: "...It's not impossible. The crystal nest is constantly releasing crystal particles, and its size is also shrinking. I'm worried that the coordinates that I used to aim at will deviate."

"Right now, everyone is looking forward to the Pangu Axe to determine the outcome in one shot. The military will definitely play up the forty-nine-hour countdown to inspire ordinary people to persevere, isn't it?"

Mecha L-Hidongqing overlooked the city in the torrential rain, and the crystalline life forms were slowly taking shape on every street corner.

"But if forty-nine hours later, everyone finds that the offensive of the crystal particles has not stopped, what will they think?"

Those crystal creatures are slow, not as elusive as they were in the crystal nest; their strength is also average, B-level crystal bones can crush them, and they are not as good as alien creatures.

But for ordinary people, the fact that alien lifeforms invaded their doorsteps is enough to cause loss of control and chaos.

Soldiers and some brave newcomers were still fighting, and many more screamed, cried and huddled. Patrol officers tried desperately to reassure and maintain order, but with little success.

Old Marshal Chen sighed, "Yes, they will think: Is the front line finished? Is the military deceiving us? Is there no hope for the future of the living, and is the sacrifice of the dead meaningless?"

"They will instantly despair and lose all will to fight. Commander, you are planning for the worst."

"You didn't do it?" Jiang Jianming slid his fingers, put away the shared virtual screens, and took the Venus Wing from the table and inserted it into the holster.

Finally, he picked up Jin Xiaozhi's mecha bracelet and slowly put it on his wrist through the gloves.

Old Marshal Chen: "You can't do anything even if you do it, Commander. At that time, it's not just a few empty words that can make everyone have courage."

"Unless, we can have a real hope that will not be dashed until the last moment."

"A hope of victory after a hard battle, a hope of seeing the sun as long as you survive the dark night."

Old Marshal Chen's eyes flickered, "Can you bring this hope?"

Jiang Jianming leaned on the back of the chair, his eyes looked at the faint red gold outside the window, and calmly said: "No, I can't."

"But one can be faked."

...

After cutting off the communication with the empire, Jiang Jianming began to think about what he had left to do and what he could do.

The red gold outside the window was still being bitten by crystal particles for a moment. He forced himself not to look at it, nor to imagine the pain that Ryan's consciousness suffered, so as to avoid disturbing his thoughts.

Just when he was thinking about whether it was necessary to write another suicide note, the door was knocked.

Jiang Jianming got up and opened the door, stunned.

"……dad."

Jiang Sheng stood there with a bitter expression.

"Mingming," the middle-aged man said with a sad look in his eyes, put his hand on the child's shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Do you have to leave?"

"...Why does everyone think I will accompany him?"

Jiang Jianming shook his head and smiled wistfully. He stepped aside and motioned for Jiang Sheng to come in to speak, but the latter did not move.

Jiang Jianming had no choice but to tell the truth: "Yes, I do have something to do. It's for His Royal Highness Le'an, and it's also for victory. From my personal point of view, love... The former accounts for a little more."

"So, Dad, I'm sorry."

"If I don't go back, when Dad has the opportunity to go to the Glory Star City in the future, please take a look at the bronze statue of Ms. Wen Helga for me... Is it okay?"

"..."

Jiang Sheng let out a long breath.

His Adam's apple rolled, as if he had a thousand words to say.

But in the end, the man just stepped forward, spread his arms and hugged the child he raised, every word he said was difficult: "Mingming, you don't need to be so polite with Dad."

Jiang Jianming leaned in Jiang Sheng's arms, and his father's big hand ruffled his hair. He blinked his eyelashes and said in a warm voice, "Dad, I..."

"So many people think that I will die with Ryan," he laughed before he said anything. "So, I... I look like I love His Highness deeply?"

Jiang Sheng was stunned, "Why do you ask such a silly thing?"

Jiang Jianming slowly closed his eyes, buried his face in Jiang Sheng's shoulder, and whispered, "If it is, then there is really no regret."

Crystal Nest somewhere.

The exact time is unknown, and the exact location is unknown.

The sky in the distance was blocked by a storm of cloudy crystal particles. Nearby, as far as the eye can see, except for the scattered crystals, there are purgatory-like blood and corpses.

The bodies of dozens of human soldiers were sealed in large swaths of crystals. Some of the limbs have been twisted and broken, the eyeballs have been gouged out, and the crystal has been pierced into the abdominal cavity... but they are still alive.

"..."

Tang Zhen couldn't remember how many times he woke up from chaos.

There is only long torture in consciousness, endless torture.

The mental pollution of crystal particles cannot be simply summarized by words such as "pain" and "fear". Perhaps it is too difficult to describe it with the concepts known to mankind.

Tang Zhen lost consciousness several times, but always woke up after a while.

Every time he woke up, he could see the cruel death of his comrades with his only remaining eye.

Crystal Particle's consciousness "tells" him that only humans whose wills have been completely crushed can be freed from death by the gift of grace.

Tang Zhen watched one death after another with his own eyes. The officer is dead, the senior is dead, and the brother who was hanging on his shoulders yesterday is dead...

At first, he was shouting to encourage everyone not to give up, and to hold on until the next time Pangu Axe fires the cannon, and mankind will win; later he begged everyone to hold on, and we can go home after the war.

Now he was as motionless as a puppet, blood running down his hair, obscuring the only remaining eye.

He also saw Beimaner, the girl was right across from him. The noble lady who used to be so delicate and beautiful, is now covered in blood and inhuman form.

do you died? still alive? Man Er has been silent for a long time, and he can't judge the life and death of the other party.

Perhaps it is the judgment of the core consciousness of the crystal particles, watching the scenes of his companions being destroyed one by one, is more conducive to breaking his will than the eternal darkness.

In fact, Tang Zhen couldn't figure out why he hadn't collapsed yet, he felt that he should have gone crazy long ago. This is not scientific at all, fuck, who praised his mentality a long, long time ago...

Oh, in this case, he can still complain about this, maybe he is really talented in this regard.

"Fuck your mother..." Tang Zhen scolded feebly in a voice so hoarse as if it had been burned, "...Fuck the crystal particles of your mother nucleus..."

Crystal particles burrowed into his throat, exploding there with excruciating pain. Tang Zhen's body twitched violently, and blue veins burst out on his forehead. More crystal thorns pierced into his body, and the heart-piercing screams turned into silent breath sounds halfway through.

Not far away, a tear fell silently from the corner of the female soldier's eyes, who was almost unable to move.

"Tang... Town..."

Baimaner's eyes were half-open, only tears kept flowing.

She exerted weak force, trying to straighten her bloody fingers, "Tang Zhen..."

I just hate that the distance is too far, and it is hard to reach.

Beimaner gritted her teeth unwillingly, but a whimper still came from her teeth: "Tang..."

When tears rolled down her blood-stained face again, her right leg prosthesis suddenly made a crisp sound of metal bars cracking!

A screw fell on the white crystal ground.

clang!

It was like the sound of wine glasses colliding gently.

The voice came from the depths of my memory, blurring the reality and the old days. The spring breeze from the Aslan Empire blew away the purgatory in front of her, lifted her heavy and mutilated body, and led her to look back lightly.

She seemed to see it. The magnificent decoration, the three-layer broken gold chandelier, illuminated the pearl dress on his body.

One day in the past year, the fragrant temples and shadows on the prom were intertwined.

Miss Beijia had just finished the song and leaned on the railing amid the praise. Suddenly glimpsed the street below, and there was a slight disturbance.

It turned out to be a fight. A teenager in a formal attire punched and kicked a gangster from a certain family who had done a lot of mischief. Opening his mouth was a series of street ruffians swearing.

The people around were whispering, accusing the young man of being rude and impulsive, which was really unethical.

She raised her eyebrows and looked at it for a long time, thinking it was amusing: "There are noble children of this temperament in Aslan Star City?"

The housekeeper hurriedly said: "Miss, you forgot. That is the young master of the Tang family. You saw him at the banquet a year ago."

Bermaner remembered. It was really a boring banquet, just because the Tang family had friendship with the ancestors of the Bei family, it really didn't make sense to bring along the juniors to say hello.

It's just that at that time, she looked at the young master of the Tang family who was following behind the old man Tang, and found that the other party was also lacking in interest, so she couldn't help but feel more empathy.

However, the young man she saw today was warm and straightforward, with such a vivid expression of laughter and scolding that it reminded her of wild galloping horses on the grassland.

So, Miss Beijia snapped her black-feathered fan closed, a pair of shallow pear eddies bloomed on her cheeks, leaned against the window and said with a smile, "This guy is quite interesting, I like him."

I like him.

ding ding! ———

Beimaner's eyes widened suddenly, and a shrill roar came out of his mouth.

Her right leg prosthesis shattered abruptly. It was the goose-yellow crystal bone that pierced the iron sheet alive, pierced the metal connecting the nerves, and blood dripped from the tip!

The sharp fragments were thrown out in an arc like a flowing arrow.

Two drops of bright red splashed on Tang Zhen's face.

He opened his eyes wide, and blood suddenly spewed from his mouth.

Metal shards pierced his throat, mortally wounding the base.

Opposite, Beimaner smiled at him with relief.

"Tang... town."

She wanted to say, I love you.

But this kind of thing has been said too many times in classmates.

"Wait for the next time... see you again..."

So Beimaner raised her blood-stained face and showed a bright smile as before, "Marry... me..."

...

"—Maner!!!"

In the depths of the Black Shark Base, the young man's roar resounded suddenly.

Tang Zhen rolled down from the dormant chamber, his limbs twitched and he kept retching. The medics and experimenters were talking loudly around him, but he couldn't hear anything.

The mental load made his eyes dark, and the headache felt like he was about to be split alive by an axe. Man'er... It was Man'er who sent him back, Man'er...

In the shaky vision, Tang Zhen's consciousness was blurred, and he could only see a window. It was the porthole of the base, and the golden and red light outside the window was falling down, magnificent and vast.

"It's the sun setting..."

Tang Zhen was chilled all over, and before he fell into a coma, he murmured, "It's still a meteor..."

neither.

Thirty-eight hours have passed since Crown Prince Ryan turned into crystal particles to protect the Golden Sun Wheel Space Station. This is the time bought with the life of the prince.

But now, the red-golden barrier is finally difficult to maintain.

At the moment of the end, it shattered into pieces, withering like a rain of fire, and every crystal particle dissipated in the air before it hit the ground.

"Your Highness...!!"

Diana and Chang Ze both cried bitterly, and more members of the Black Shark Base also cried. The leader Sylph quietly raised his head and looked sad and silent.

The soldiers roared angrily, and some fell to their knees. Xie Yuduo leaned against his mecha, his clenched fists kept shaking.

Jiang Jianming stood alone in the mighty red golden light, his figure seemed so small.

He raised his hands lightly, with the calmest demeanor of all, even staring at the moment of his lover's death with tender eyes.

Until the thousand lights withered away, falling from his eyes, falling from his hair, falling from the corners of his lips, falling from his raised fingers...

A few red-golden crystal particles fell on his shoulders, like young birds returning to their nests, and then dissipated.

Jiang Jianming turned around, lowered his head to adjust his wrist device, and walked to the top floor of the space station along the lift in the open air.

The iron plates under their feet were already in tatters, and the disabled people walked erratically. Ryan's crystal particles followed him, as if acting like a spoiled child, but also as if he was simply afraid that he would step on the air and fall.

"Laian." Jiang Jianming stretched out his hand to fetch the crystal particles, and said in a low voice, "Don't worry about me."

Creeping... military boots stepped on the top of the space station.

Jiang Jianming was wearing the uniform of Yin Beidou, standing alone on the empty observation deck.

A muffled cry could be heard faintly below. The last red-golden crystal particle kissed his ring finger and disappeared without a trace.

He turned on the wrist phone.

Within the time that Ryan had won, Marshal Chen had already helped him do a good job. Jiang Jianming knew that he only needed to speak next.

He closed his eyes, calmed down, and opened his mouth.

...

"Warning... my dear Imperial citizens."

"I'm speaking to you at Crystal Nest."

...

In the empire, Mars Star City.

The plainly dressed woman ran away in a frenzy on the lonely alley.

"Help, help me! Is there anyone, help me!!"

The other side of Star City is already chaotic, and the army can't take care of it here. The crystal creatures behind her were close at hand, and the crystalless woman burst into tears, knocked down the garbage recycling bin at the intersection, and rolled and crawled on the ground in embarrassment.

"No, I don't want to die, help me—"

Suddenly, a young and fat mecha repairer jumped out of the corner in front of him.

He blushed and roared, and the crystal bone was released from his arms and slashed at the crystal creature!

"Joe!"

The woman cried with joy. She knew that the son of the Brown family was the only young man in the backcountry in their area who had attended a military academy and had once served in the Yin Beidou.

Although he was finally repatriated, the rumors of the neighbors also made a fuss. But at this time, it was undoubtedly her hope of life.

Ten minutes later, the crystal particles escaped on the street corner. Joe struggled to get rid of the crystal creature, and was exhausted himself.

He was panting, wiped his sweat and smiled shyly at the woman: "It's okay... Ha, I'll kill it. Let's go, let's go to the shelter."

At the next moment, he and the woman's wrist phones lit up at the same time, forcing a small rectangular screen to pop up.

This can only happen if the highest level of the Empire issues an emergency order to all citizens in real time.

But this time, it wasn't the official spokesperson in neat clothes and a solemn expression on the screen.

Joe Brown rubbed his eyes vigorously and opened his mouth in surprise.

...

The third district of Aslan Star City, Kaios Military Academy.

"let us go!!"

Before the wind and rain stopped, the teenagers of the military academy raised their arms and shouted, crowding at the blocked gate of the military academy.

"You are still children."

Luo Hai stopped there like an iron tower. He looked at the group of hot-blooded teenagers and said in a low voice, "Children, you just have to be protected by adults, grow up to be adults, and then protect the next generation of children. Today's battle is left to the adults, I children."

The heavy rain wet the faces of adults and children. Kevin stood at the forefront, with a thin spine under his soaked clothes, clenching his neck, gritted his teeth and said, "But if there is no next generation of human beings, what is the difference between a child and an adult!?"

There were sparks in his eyes, "Teacher Luo, we are students of Kaios Military Academy. We are sponsored by the empire, receive the most elite education, and are the closest to soldiers among ordinary people!!"

"If we don't fight, who do we expect to fight!? A poor man who can't get enough to eat, a crystalless human who has never touched a gun in his life? Or an old man who can't walk, a baby in a swaddle!"

Behind them, the group of cadets shouted, "Kevin is right, let's go!!"

"Teacher Luo, we request the military academy to open training mechas to the seniors. Aslan is the star city that nurtured us, please allow us to fight for it!!"

"We have signed the letter of commitment, all consequences are borne by individuals, please let us go to the military school!!"

Boom... thunder in the distance. The rainstorm extinguished the gunpowder smoke, but it could not extinguish the blood of the teenagers.

Until Luo Hai's voice was suppressed by the shouts of these military cadets, he had to keep his voice down, his eyes swept over every face with sadness and relief.

These kids...

These young and persistent flames.

"...I understand." Luo Hai sighed.

"I will express your appeal to the principal and the military."

Suddenly, everyone's wrist phones lit up. The small windows glowed in the rain, like fireflies in the dark.

...

In front of the Jin Ilun Military Building, a group of collapsed people surrounded in the rain.

"Back! Back!" the guards roared in the pouring rain. "You are obstructing official business and attacking military organs! If the trouble continues, we have the right to shoot directly!"

A young new policeman burst into the sky with anger, "Why is the empire sorry for you, now the star city is in crisis, and even the emperor has taken the iron rose to battle in person, what are you going to do!?"

"What result?"

Some people raised their heads in panic, and the rain poured down their faces, "We just want to ask, what will happen to us!"

"In the past two years, His Majesty said that he would support the war, which one would not obey and which one would not obey?"

"It's better to eat bran and swallow vegetables and supply resources to the front line, and watch your son and daughter be conscripted by the army, right? But now..."

The rioters shouted one after another:

"What's going on now, at least give us an explanation!"

"My own star city is about to fall, and what about the crystal nest!? The military made a mistake in decision-making, you are sinners, sinners!"

"Get the army back! We want to live, we demand the protection of the army!"

Suddenly, above the Golden Sun Wheel Building, the huge projection screen lit up.

The wrist phones of the mob and the guards also turned on, and everyone couldn't care about arguing. Some raised their heads, some lowered their heads, and stared blankly at the pop-up screen.

...

"Warning... my dear Imperial citizens."

"I'm speaking to you at Crystal Nest."

Crystal Nest Yuyu, Imperial Space Station.

Jiang Jianming stood alone at the highest point of the space station, Qing Jun's face was slightly pale, but his expression was very calm and somewhat gentle.

His elbows rested on the railings of the observation deck, looking into the distance in a somewhat sloppy posture.

"I speak to every soldier, brave or fearful, I speak to every calm or panicked people."

"I speak to those who love this empire, and I speak to those who hate this empire."

After Ryan's crystal particles completely disappeared, the crystal nest mother core restarted the offensive.

Jiang Jianming watched the snow-white tide that made a comeback, and said lightly, "Yes, I speak to all of you and all my compatriots."

At this moment, when he thought of what he was going to say next, a sense of relief suddenly rose in his heart.

In his entire life, after two lives, he has experienced countless sufferings and happiness, but it has never been like this...

Bright, light, and pure and pure.

It seemed that he had shaken off the shadow of the maggots, and he was able to walk under the sun at the beginning of the rain, and walk into the light of the world worthy of thousands of people.

Jiang Jianming's eyes couldn't help showing a faint smile. This black-haired and white-skinned crystalless youth said warmly to all mankind:

"I am Dawn Aslan's consciousness projection."