This counterattack launched by humans against the strange creatures lasts for 3 seconds from the beginning of the battle to the end of the battle.
Killed in action: 59,815 people!
Um.
It doesn't look that shocking, right?
Sometimes, casualty figures can be mind-numbing.
Compared to a world-class war, a mere 60,000 lives is not that many...
Right?
…
Two seconds.
The second scariest thing is that all this happened in just two seconds!
That’s nearly 60,000 living lives!
What is the number one scary thing?
——No one knows what happened in those two seconds.
Weird creature?
Attack?
Something more terrifying?
no one knows.
Even if I review the situation afterwards, I still can only witness the disappearance of the signals of one communication device after another, and there is nothing I can do.
Every one of them is an elite who has dealt with at least one strange incident!
Therefore, in the entire action plan, dealing with the strange creatures that come is the first step, and it should be the easiest step.
The subsequent steps, whether it is locking the descent channel, building a defense line, or exploring the world of strange creatures, are all extremely difficult tasks as expected.
No one thought that the Legion's counterattack would fail at the first step.
After this battle, the legion's elite combat strength was lost by nearly 80%.
"The so-called decisive battle and counterattack only prove one thing for mankind——"
The principal looked up at the sunset outside the window.
She vaguely remembered that the scenery was like this that day.
"There are more terrifying existences in the weird world, which cannot be resisted by the extraordinary power in human hands."
"If one day, the strange creatures in the Blood Curtain battle really come to the blue, then everything we know will perish."
The principal put down his notebook and picked up the old photo.
"Purely from the perspective of frontal combat effectiveness, humanity is bound to lose."
"——After realizing this, various ideas emerged within the legion, and eventually fell apart."
"Among them, three concepts are the most mainstream."
The principal recalled slowly:
"Some people inherited the Legion's philosophy and chose to continue walking in the night, fighting off strange creatures one after another, believing that humans still have a chance of victory."
"Those people call themselves - witnesses."
"There are also people who believe that humanity's defeat cannot be reversed, and a path for humans and weirdness to coexist needs to be explored."
"Those people are—Star Chamber of Commerce."
"There are also some people who believe that humans cannot coexist with weird creatures, but at the same time they feel that human victory is hopeless, so they begin to try to explore ways to escape."
"So those people established Deep Space, also known as the Deep Space Society."
"As for some other theories, the number of people is relatively small. After nearly sixty years, there is no support for them."
The principal is relatively old and rarely talks so much, so his throat is a little thirsty.
She calmed down, drank coffee, and waited silently for Xu Cheng to digest the information in his mind.
This will take some time.
…
What the principal said was like a jigsaw puzzle, pieced together bit by bit in Xu Cheng's mind.
For the first time, he examined the "extraordinary" people hiding in human society from such an objective perspective.
Also faced with strange creatures——
The witnesses chose to continue resisting;
Star Chamber of Commerce chose to actively integrate;
The Deep Space Society chose to lurk and wait for an opportunity to escape;
At first glance, these three concepts seem to be easy to choose. After all, who is willing to give up resistance?
This is what the Legion originally thought.
Until they experienced the "Blood Curtain Battle".
This tragic battle, which lasted only two seconds, surpassed all existing "known" knowledge of mankind, and pulled those who experienced it into a deep and dark terror.
It is the most primitive terror that humans can perceive.
That kind of terror is called "unknown"!
…
Inside the principal's office.
Principal Xu Chenghe drank coffee silently, while the sunset outside the window slowly set.
Afterglow became more and more fiery.
The principal drank the last bit of his cup and waited quietly for Xu Cheng to ask questions.
After a while, Xu Cheng asked calmly: "What about you? Which side do you belong to?"
The principal was very satisfied with Xu Cheng's question.
She handed the photo in her hand to Xu Cheng.
It was a yellowed old photo, but it was extremely well preserved. It was a group photo.
The people above all wore white coats and smiled brightly at the camera.
"Battle of Blood Curtain, our team also participated in the battle."
"Of course, we were responsible for the logistics work and did not encounter the strange befall head-on, so the whole team survived."
"The task we received at that time was to try to create a new positioning coordinate system in the strange world."
"To put it bluntly, it is to create an equally applicable 'compass' in the world of strange creatures to facilitate future battles."
"But this is a long-term job, and it can't be completed in just two seconds."
"And when the legion fell apart, we were not in a hurry to choose a party to join, but planned to complete the last mission assigned to us by the legion first -"
"Create a new positioning coordinate system for the strange world."
The principal pointed to an old man in the middle of the photo.
"He is the founder of Haicheng University, the president of Haicheng University at the time, and also our captain."
"He took us back to Haicheng University and secretly established a research laboratory in his office - right here."
"We took off the damaged original armor and cast it into the sculpture."
"The name of that sculpture is also the name of our team - Candlelight."
Xu Cheng looked around, and all his previous doubts were clear.
This is a research room used by many people, so naturally many tables and chairs need to be prepared.
It’s just that sixty years have passed, and these people...
"Our expected research time is about five years. We originally planned to return to the rebuilt legion five years later with the research results."
The principal said with a wry smile:
"But we never expected two things -"
"First, the legion is completely torn apart, and there is no possibility of reconstruction."
"Second, we have been studying this technology for positioning the coordinate system for sixty years."
A long sigh echoed in the principal's office.
She leaned back on the wheelchair, looked at the photo in Xu Cheng's hand, and recalled slowly:
"In the sixth year of research, the captain died of illness."
"In the fifteenth year, one person had a car accident and two people died of illness."
"In the sixteenth year, two people died of illness."
"..."
"In the twenty-fifth year, one person died without illness, and three people died due to accidents."
"In the twenty-sixth year, five people died without illness, one died of illness, and one committed suicide after a mental breakdown."
"The twenty-eighth year..."
"..."
The principal told each person one by one.
As she said before, she is engaged in scientific research and has a really good memory.
"In the fifty-eighth year, one person died without illness."
"The sixtieth year is this year."
The principal smiled lightly.
Bitter.
"There are twenty-eight people in the Candlelight Team. Twenty-seven of them were killed during the research period. I am the only one left."
"Sixty years of hard work finally turned into that research result."
"We accomplished our mission."
The principal changed the topic and mocked himself:
"But when I planned to return to the Legion with this research result, I suddenly found that I could no longer contact the outside world."
"Myself and the other Candlelight Team members only knew how to do research, but we didn't realize that our surroundings had already been infiltrated by the Deep Space Society."
"In order to escape, this coordinate positioning technology is also necessary for them."
"They trapped me in the research laboratory where I had stayed for sixty years, trying to find the research materials I had hidden."
"This is also the reason why I invited you here. You don't seem to belong to any force, and you are also the only extraordinary person I can contact."
"I can only trust you."
The principal's face was calm, and he made a gesture of bowing in his wheelchair.
She slowly told her plan:
"I will die here to attract the attention of the Deep Space Society and delay time for you."
"I beg you, bring that research result and the entire sixty years of the Candlelight Squad back to the legion."
