Chapter 6 The Pulse in the Deep Earth

Author: Meteor prays for the clear dream

Chapter 6 The Pulse in the Deep Earth

After hearing this number, Zhou Zhe was silent for two seconds.

He shook his head.

He first shook it gently, then shook it hard a few times, and his behavior revealed helplessness and disappointment.

As soon as he entered the office, he felt that the atmosphere was wrong, and the air was filled with numbness. The people in this office held the hope of all mankind, but their own faces were filled with despair.

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"Human"

Zhou Zhezhi sighed in a low voice: "Use the most sophisticated confidentiality system to destroy each other."

Perhaps, humans can only get here.

Zhou Zhe turned the wheelchair directly and moved outward with an indescribable mood.

At this moment, the commander called him.

"gentlemen!"

The chief put on his hat, he stood up, looked at Zhou Zhezhi's back and said, "We have a backup plan."

"This is the mechanical detonator of the nuclear bomb."

“This is the trigger.”

“There are eighty-one styles in total.”

The atmosphere in the space station was extremely solemn.

Because the backup plan is human detonation, one astronaut and one remote control allow the astronaut to stand next to the nuclear bomb to detonate the nuclear bomb.

This is the most primitive method of detonation.

Unless you are at the end of your life, no one wants to use this method, because it means sacrifice.

But this is the only way to detonate at present.

"Every time a nuclear bomb is detonated, about ten nuclear bombs can be triggered in chains."

"Hydrogen bombs need to be detonated one by one."

"So, we need 219 people to do it."

“But to ensure success.”

"I need three hundred people."

"Our docking cabin is not a landing cabin, so I only have one-way tickets here."

The speaker didn't say anything further after this.

Everyone understands it.

This is an action destined to have no way back.

The technician who introduced the remote control next to him was still talking. He raised a bulky remote control and shouted: "Royal, no insurance, two triggers."

At this time, everyone was in a very depressed mood.

But time waits for no one.

There are eighty-one styles of the remote controls, and it will take a long time to introduce them clearly, so there is not even time for astronauts to quietly think about whether to participate in the operation.

"I'll go!"

Suddenly, a young astronaut shouted.

Immediately afterwards, more and more people made voices, and there were from all countries and races.

"I'll go!"

"I'll go!"

"I'll go!"

Arms were raised high, and shouts came one after another.

No one can force these astronauts because there is no mistake in this operation. Only when everyone involved voluntarily can the task be completed smoothly.

It’s not that they don’t want to live anymore, but that someone always needs to complete the task.

There must be someone to bear the responsibility.

"I'll go!"

Zhang Peng was awakened by the shouts of the young man beside him.

He came back from memories and melancholy, turned his head to look at the young man beside him.

The young man looked at him uneasyly.

He looked at the young man's tender face and felt a sense of heroism in his heart.

“What to see?”

He glared at the young man fiercely, scaring the young man so much that he turned his head back.

“The moon is ours.”

He whispered: "I'm not relieved to leave it to you little boys."

Zhang Peng grabbed the young man's arm, forced the young man's hand down, and then shouted loudly: "Huaxia Space Flight Squadron!"

In an instant, the entire corridor became quiet.

"Above fifty years old!"

Zhang Peng took the lead and stood up.

“Get out of the line!”

He shouted in a near roaring voice.

The veterans smiled and shook their heads, walked out of the team one by one, and followed Zhang Peng forward.

The young people looked at them in surprise.

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When they realized what the veterans were doing, an indescribable touch surged from the bottom of their hearts, overflowing from their eyes, condensed into shining tears.

They pursed their lips tightly.

At this moment, the veterans were calm.

They didn't feel forced.

In fact, no one can force them on this matter, because as long as they don't want to, even if they show a little sign, they will not be allowed to participate in this mission.

They are all voluntary.

Even if Zhang Peng doesn't shout, they will come out by themselves.

Because there are also some orders of taking responsibility, it is more suitable for old guys like these who cannot come back.

They are fifty years old.

After experiencing all the things you should experience, if you continue to live, you will be plagued by all kinds of diseases.

But the kids are different.

The world is beautiful and they have not experienced it yet.

"Russian Space Flight Squadron!"

"French Space Squadron!"

"British Space Squadron!"

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Even the commander of this operation stood up.

In the face of disasters and sacrifices, people of different countries, different skin colors, different races and different identities have made the same choices.

Young people will always remember this day.

This is the last lesson their teachers, instructors, and commanders teach them.

However, the detonation of the nuclear bomb has been settled, and the team responsible for restarting the root server on the other hand has encountered trouble.

A wounded soldier appeared as soon as the team restarted the Beijing root server landed. In order to ensure the safety of the injured, the team had to separate two healthy players to escort the injured back.

There were only two people left in the team of five people at once - Ma Zhao, chief engineer of the 550 project and Tu Hengyu.

Two top scientists wade through the water and work hard.
To be continued...