Chapter 50: After breaking and the mass-energy equation
"very good!"
In the spacious flagship bridge conference room, Xie Ning clapped his hands and laughed after hearing Academician Qian's affirmative reply.
"Then there is only one last issue left - we must make the barbarians think we have won and stop chasing us. Otherwise, even if they open a passage, if they discover it, how can we know that the barbarians can't also open a passage and chase us? So,
, Chief of Staff, can you make it look like you are sinking yourself?"
"Of course, sir. This is a deep sea, and there is a trench below. I wonder if the barbarians can detect whether we have sunk. The staff will make a detailed plan and try to make it the same as a real self-sinking. Throw some things, just floating objects."
"However... we may need at least dozens of volunteers to make it look like they escaped in a lifeboat after the ship sank - it would be best to be captured by the barbarians and then confess that we sank. After all... there are not even a few escapees.
This is illogical and can easily arouse suspicion."
Chief of Staff Sun thought for a while, but replied hesitantly.
"Moreover, we have to be prepared for the barbarian reconnaissance force to suddenly confirm our position - this has happened several times every day in the past few days. Therefore, we must leave one or two ships to intercept the reconnaissance and prevent any reconnaissance force from approaching the main formation.
. But the problem arises again. The interceptor ship is likely to be discovered and bitten by the barbarians... They may not be able to come back and pass through the channel."
Chief of Staff Sun hesitated and said this.
The conference room suddenly became quiet, and everyone had different expressions.
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"Here, I'll find a way." A sudden voice suddenly broke the silence, but it was Zhou Yaorong who had been leaning on the bed and looking at everyone with a smile.
"Among the seriously wounded, there must be many dying people like me. It just so happens that there are also two seriously injured battleships. I took them to control two battleships and install some escapees, which was barely enough. Counterattack once, use the point
Tactics, it’s okay to delay for a few hours.”
He said with a slight smile.
"Sir!" "Sir!" "Old man!"
People were screaming in shock. Even Commander Zheng, who was lying on the hospital bed, shouted softly.
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"I know what you want to say, but don't say it. I have made up my mind. I know that I am not dead yet, and my soul spiral is still struggling tenaciously. I am also the sky, and the soul spiral is extremely strong. I still have something.
The hope of recovery is extremely low. But what should I do if I fight for that extremely slim chance of survival, maybe for the chance to live a few more days?"
"Please allow me to make my final contribution to Dingbei... Otherwise, I will not be able to rest in peace. I am going to die anyway. I can finally live up to the responsibility entrusted to you by Your Majesty, and I can smile."
Zhou Yaorong, however, continued to smile and speak slowly. The crowd looked at him blankly, with expressions of shame, gratitude, admiration, etc. flashing across their faces.
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"Old boy……"
Zhou Yaorong looked at Commander Zheng, with tears of regret flashing in his eyes: "Help me take good care of those bastards in my family, let them grow up healthy and safe... Tell them that their father sacrificed his life for the country and the family,
There is no regret in dying...but I feel a little sorry for them...I will have to make up for it in the next life..."
Finally, he looked at Xie Ning and then looked around at the group of officers present: "Your Majesty, Commander-in-Chief of Dingbei Formation, Your Highness... you and them... are the hope of the future of the empire. Dingbei Formation, from now on.
I leave everything to you...take care."
He said solemnly.
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Low sobs kept ringing out from the crowd, and a few people broke down in tears.
Xie Ning was silent for a long time, but then stood up.
He wiped his eyes and saluted the general on the bed with a solemn military salute.
"Why are you crying! Get started as planned immediately! It's... nine o'clock in the morning. Before sunset. I must see that everything is ready! Otherwise, military law will be engaged!"
He sniffed, but turned around and shouted sharply.
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At noon, the barbarian fleet appeared again on the sea level - this time, they seemed to have learned their lesson and strengthened their strength. They were denser and more difficult to attack.
After several unsuccessful attacks, the Dingbei formation turned back and rushed forward, maintaining a warning distance from the barbarians, but headed straight towards the chaotic area of the Demon Field.
At dusk, the barbarian fleet was once again thrown below the sea level.
Under the setting sun, the Dingbei formation reorganized. The two aircraft carriers used iron cables to connect the various ships behind them, but they formed two long snake formations and slowly entered the magic field.
Chaotic area.
Behind them, two battleships that were damaged everywhere, even the turrets were missing, and full of traces of war... slowly turned their bows.
Amidst the shrill whistles, two semaphores were raised on the tail ship of the main formation and the rear fleet at the same time. The semaphore clearly expressed at the same time: Brothers, take care.
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When night finally fell over the northern sky, under the hazy night, in the chaotic area of the magic field, a huge fleet was silently parked on the sea, as if waiting for something.
Not far in front of them, a small boat was facing them, with an extremely intense colorless light shining on it. Gradually, on the sea level between the small boat and the fleet, a huge ring appeared.
It has slowly expanded, and finally, it suddenly took shape and stood between the sea and the sky!
Colorless rippling light circulated continuously, illuminating everyone on the boat - the commander of the Demon Sentai was slightly suspended on the sea level in front of the boat, but he was supporting Xie Ning, keeping him motionless.
The ground controls the ring.
Behind them, Academician Qian was holding a small hot pot, standing with Yang Xiao and Chief of Staff Sun, looking in front of him with a smile.
Beside them, Fan Yuchun and several other researchers were concentrating on the instruments in front of them, monitoring the channel construction and various data.
Finally, they slowly nodded to the demon warriors behind them who were eager to try.
The demon warriors immediately rushed excitedly to the leading Dingbei ship and flashed a green light to indicate that they could pass.
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Dingbei's body suddenly shone with various kinds of magical light, and gradually, it became tightly connected! Then, it suddenly moved, it slowly accelerated on the sea, and the bow of the ship gradually submerged into the giant door.
1/5…1/4…1/3…
People watched nervously as the Dingbei slowly entered.
Suddenly, a fierce red light flashed on the boat, and a beeping alarm sounded! Fan Yuchun's wild shout suddenly burst out: "Retreat! Get back first! There is a problem!"
"What's going on? What's going on?" The few people who were watching quietly asked in panic. The demon warriors also hurriedly put on red lights and waved them violently in that direction. The Dingbei was shaken, and it was already
Started to back up and exited through the giant gate.
"Time is running out! General Zhou is fighting bloody battles behind us to delay us! What on earth is going on?" Academician Qian asked angrily.
"Academician... the monitoring equipment alarmed, and the channel showed signs of collapse - we found that the channel could not bear the weight of the Dingbei." Fan Yuchun raised his head and said with a pale face.
"How is that possible? Haven't you done experiments? Aren't the channels only limited by the energy contained in the objects passing through?" Academician Qian asked angrily.
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"Academician, don't you remember the energy-mass conversion speculation proposed by Ai Panchao, the greatest physicist in modern China? Energy and mass are actually different expressions of the foundation of the world, and can be converted into each other. And they have their ratios.
"
Fan Yuchun was deep in thought, then suddenly his eyes lit up and he said.
"What? I understand... Damn it, Ai Pan's super-energy equation! It's actually right! Damn it! We are too short on time and cannot consider every aspect!"
Academician Qian was suddenly startled and couldn't hold his breath.
"Don't worry about the damn Ai Panchao. Can it be solved? Academician, now is not the time to discuss science!" Xie Ning turned his back to everyone but shouted in a deep voice.
"I'm afraid... we have nothing to do!" Academician Qian had a miserable look on his face.
"Why!" Xie Ning asked angrily.
"To put it simply, Your Highness, you can think of it as a problem with the thickness of the space magic energy channel wall. If the thickness is not enough, the strength will naturally be compromised - have you ever seen a magic energy chariot crushing a thin layer of cement road?
What are the consequences?" Academician Qian shouted helplessly.
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"Then what should we do?" Xie Ning's voice was filled with shock and anger: "Fight! I will absorb and reinforce at the same time! Can I let the smaller warships pass first?"
"We don't have that much time, Your Highness. I don't know how long it will take for you to slowly build such a high-strength space magic energy wall. It may take several years! But we only have less than a few hours!" Academician Qian hissed.
shouted.
"What should we do?" Xie Ning asked angrily again.
"Your Highness, Academician, according to our calculations, the other ships will have no problem passing through, but the two Dingzhen ships are too big and heavy to pass! Also, the large supply ship Xiangchu may also be too heavy!"
After saying a few words, Fan Yuchun, who had been nervously calculating something, also raised his head: "Your Highness, we can only abandon these three overweight ships. Let other ships pass first!"
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"No! Sir! After losing the second ship Dingzhen and losing the Xiangchu, we have lost almost all combat capabilities and endurance! Then we might as well turn around and make a move, which will always consume some barbarians! Your Highness, please work harder
, be sure to let the second ship of Dingzhen pass!"
When Chief of Staff Sun heard this, he immediately became jealous and shouted urgently.
"How is that possible! Do you understand science? Do you understand that if you leave a green mountain, you are not afraid of not having firewood? To build such a powerful channel, the ring contains not enough! Then His Highness can not only control it, but also output it himself.
.But how old is His Highness? How can he have so much space magic energy to use! Do you understand that you can't build a strong enough channel?"
Fan Yuchun also became anxious, but he looked at Chief of Staff Sun angrily and shouted.
"Stop arguing! We're running out of time! We have to pass through so many fleets in just a few hours and you're still arguing! I'll give it a try first!" Xie Ning also shouted angrily.
"But Your Highness, that requires a huge amount of space magic energy! You don't have that much space magic energy to use!" Fan Yuchun said anxiously.
While everyone was arguing fiercely, no one noticed that the small hot pot in Academician Qian's arms was looking at them curiously... (To be continued...)