Chapter 337 Three hundred thirty-six: A Dream Come True
Chapter 337 Chapter 336: A dream realized
Author: Hungry and full, still hungry
Chapter 337 Chapter 336: A dream realized
The Space-Time Administration is a multi-aggregated organization with members from different worlds.
Some of them, as super veterans, have made unparalleled contributions.
For example, the Red Queen, the watcher and supporter behind Rorschach, or Koko Hekmadia, the transporter of arms and supplies, or even Godzilla, although he often talks arrogantly about not coming.
, but as long as Rorschach makes a request, he will always come to help at the critical moment...
But there is a group of people who are penniless and destitute, but have made contributions at every stage of the Space-Time Management Bureau.
[Old Pilot Team] An older team with an average age of over fifty. This group is undoubtedly the one who has given the most.
They witnessed and participated in the restart and launch of the first Arcadia transport ship of the Space and Time Administration, fought against aliens in the World of Behemoths, guided bombs at visual distance in the Pacific Rim world, and carried out operations under gunfire in the world of Cabin in the Woods.
Prepare as a fire brigade when rescuing and containing demons...
Without them, the space-time administration's aerospace industry would not have developed so smoothly, and the space-time administration's navy would not have ushered in the interstellar era of big ships and cannons.
Even now, they are active in various worlds, responsible for material transportation and personnel training.
Originally, these people's contributions were enough, and nothing more could be asked of them.
But just like Desmond Dawes on Hacksaw Ridge, he had no other thought in his heart but the vision of saving one more person, and these astronauts just wanted to work harder...
Why do you work harder?
Maybe it's to numb yourself with work, maybe it's to wait for a vague hope...
Everyone has selfish motives, just like those members of the World Parliament, they are all seeking benefits for their own world to gain a greater say.
The selfish intentions of these astronauts are a planet, billions of compatriots on a planet, and the wandering fate of a planet...
When the harsh buzzer sounded, when Zhang Peng was still transferring personnel and materials at the airport, when Dionov was still training new personnel on the space elevator...
These old aerospace experts were not excited, but calmly looked at the information on their personal terminals.
Zhang Peng pressed the intercom and said to Zionov: "Old Nov, I'm dreaming again. You know I like to have random thoughts when I dream. You said you go to the regular meeting every time, but you don't bring it back.
What's the news? Are you out of luck? Let me go and maybe I can bring back the coordinates of our planet..."
Zionov did not correct Zhang Peng's habit of calling him "Nov" this time. He said calmly: "I had the same dream as you..."
"Oh, this dream is different. You old boy can actually reply?"
Zhang Peng's tone was full of his usual frivolity and casualness, just like the way he used to treat Dionov.
"Lao Zhang, this is not a dream..."
Zionov's hands were shaking. He could withstand the super-G force brought by the orbital elevator without protection, but at this moment, the personal terminal in his hand seemed to be extremely heavy.
But this is obviously at the orbital level, and gravity has no effect!
"I...I know...I just...can't believe it..."
There was a hint of sob in Zhang Peng's voice. How could an old aerospace veteran not be able to distinguish between dreams and reality?
It's just that the answer came too suddenly...
It was so sudden that it was like a dream, a result that could only appear in a dream...
Earth!
Wandering Earth!
That's their home!
Although their relatives may have passed away long ago...
Although the earth may have already left the solar system and embarked on an icy journey...
Although what they may be waiting for is the end of humankind's destruction...
But... that's home...
There are billions of compatriots and billions of relatives in that family...
Zhang Peng covered his face with his hands. He was so happy that he wanted to cry, but he couldn't.
As astronauts, it is their mission to fly far away.
The deep sky in the distance is calling, making everyone never forget it...
Longing to sail into the unknown sea...
The home that is waiting quietly around the sun is like them, forced to embark on a journey with no end in sight...
This time, the earth lost its home...
But these faraway travelers found their way home...
At this moment, more than 300 people collectively stopped all the work they were doing. They just held the personal terminals in their hands and read the short message word for word.
Some people are crying. Some people are humming. Some people are looking into the distance and seeing the mountains and rivers of their homeland. Some people are arranging their work plainly. What awaits them is the joy of returning home...
Not only them, but the entire Space-Time Management Bureau stopped at this moment.
At this moment, no one is the protagonist, only the more than 300 veteran aerospace experts can express themselves freely.
Zhang Peng casually wiped his face with his hands, forced a smile and looked at the people and materials waiting to be transported behind him.
"I'm a little excited, I made you laugh."
Knowing what was going on, the crew members stood up one after another and saluted Zhang Peng in the rather small cabin.
"I'll take a detour and say a few words to Old Nov. I'll promise to send you to the place later. Wait for me..."
This is not a detour. Being in a different universe, Zhang Peng needs to jump to the portal first, and then go to other universes to meet Dionov.
But no one complained, and everyone even stayed quiet. Words are the most useless comfort at this moment. Just give these old aerospace experts some time and space.
The routes lined up in front of the portal were moved out of the way. Marvin held up his thumb to congratulate these hurried passers-by. The tactical humanoid robot guided these passers-by to the most convenient route.
Everything is arranged...
In the orbital space station, Zhang Peng and Zionov were counting various supplies. It was as exciting as a new daughter-in-law returning to her parents' home for the first time...
"Food, the most lacking thing is food. Our gap is still food. After we leave, the earth will definitely not be able to afford mosquito cakes. When I die, I will have difficulty even eating fruit..."
"Don't worry about energy. The Yishan Project's fusion engine will not be short of energy."
"What else should I bring?"
Zhang Peng was so anxious that he could not wait to walk through the prepared portal immediately.
"Bring a gun!"
Zionov's words made Zhang Peng wake up from his anxiety. Zhang Peng was puzzled at first, then angry, and then relieved.
"You're right, you have to let the brothers bring guns..."
Wandering on the earth is not safe.
Zhang Peng asked: "When will the director take action?"
Tionov replied: "I did not receive instructions from the director to act."
Rorschach is not prepared to take over this operation. Although legally speaking, the rescue of the wandering earth world is the responsibility of the Space and Time Administration, but this group of old aerospace experts have paid for it themselves.
It's not good to overshadow the guest.
Just when Zhang Peng was stunned, wondering whose order he should obey for this operation...
"The Punishment has arrived. This is Captain Stone Hope. Awaiting orders."
The flashing blue light of the transition was generated outside the orbital space station, and a five-kilometer-long main battleship appeared in the black cosmic background.
"The Wide Area Silence has arrived..."
"The Prometheus has arrived, waiting for orders..."
"The Valkyrie has arrived..."
"The Eternal has arrived..."
"Natural Selection has arrived..."
"Enterprise..."
"Sail to Dawn..."
"Charon..."
The black cosmic background is constantly illuminated by blue transition light, and fleets from other universes are gathered here.
Each call sign is not an individual battleship, but an entire fleet.
But now, these super weapons that can easily destroy any planet are filled with all kinds of living supplies.
Until finally, a spaceship that was just over a kilometer away and looked as elegant as the World War II battleship Richelieu appeared in the fleet.
"The Admiral Barron has arrived and awaits orders."
The Admiral Barron is Rorschach's personal battleship and the recognized flagship of all fleets.
Now that the Admiral Barron is here without Rorschach's personal call sign, there's only one answer.
The fleet is waiting...
Waiting for orders!
Zionov's hands couldn't stop shaking. Zhang Peng held his hands tightly, but his four hands were still trembling as he brought the communicator to their mouths.
