Heaven Is Landing

A burst of sweet music woke him from his deep sleep, "It's time to wake up, your breakfast is ready. The shuttle will arrive in 45 minutes, please don't miss the departure time."

   He rolled over and looked around.

   This is a spacious apartment, and the soft lights are being turned on one by one. The bed is in the corner of the room, and there is a built-in wardrobe on the wall next to it, and there is a square touch area on the cabinet door.

   He reached out and touched the wardrobe door, and the silver light alloy door automatically slid open, revealing the rows of clothes inside. These clothes are all the same style.

   On the other side of the room is an open kitchen and living room that are connected together, with an automatic food maker on the island. He walked over, hesitated on several buttons with different food logos, and finally chose 'random', he wanted to see if there would be any surprises today.

  The machine beeps softly, and a minute later the curtain door opens to deliver a sandwich.

   "This is it again." He silently accepted his fate, picked up the sandwich, and finished it in a few bites.

   Honestly, the sandwich tastes good, but the biggest problem is that the taste will never change, just like the famous advertising slogan of Forest Foods: The quality is always the same, and the original taste is the same.

   But he already knew that no matter what kind of food he chose, whether it was a sandwich or a hot dog or a meat bun, it tasted the same. Of course, in addition to the unchanged taste for thousands of years, the nutrients and calories of these synthetic foods are still sufficient. Such a palm-sized sandwich has more calories than the same volume of pure fat, so that the corresponding energy generated is enough to support his morning activities.

   He snapped his fingers, and the blackout curtains on one side of the living room automatically opened, revealing the floor-to-ceiling windows behind. The sun is shining outside the window.

  The apartment is located on the top floor and has a very good view of the bay below and the mountains extending into the sea in the distance. On the coastline, there is a white sandy beach with rows of sun loungers and sun umbrellas. From above, you can also see hot girls in bikinis, running or sunbathing. The sea is very blue, and a little white sail has been sprinkled on it. The rich people in this city seem to be very industrious. It is still very early, and many people have already sailed out to sea on yachts and sailboats.

   In the distance, he saw an old-fashioned plane flying slowly over the bay, a ribbon pulled out from behind it, and then slowly condensed into a line of characters: Deep Space Energy.

  Although the Bay Area has an invincible view, if you look at it every day, that's the same thing. He habitually glanced out the window, walked to the workbench, picked up the organized tool bag, looked at today's itinerary, and walked to the door.

  Going out is a long corridor, and a faint burnt smell wafts from the cover of a piece of equipment, which makes him feel a little uncomfortable instinctively. He looked at the cover, then at the time, and dismissed the idea of ​​checking it. Anyway, if there is a problem with the equipment, a maintenance person will arrive within half an hour. However, there will be equipment problems in this building with cyclic self-checking and automatic maintenance and replacement of key equipment?

   The timer on his wrist began to vibrate slightly to remind him that the time was almost up. He then quickened his pace, and from the elevator to the rooftop, a shuttle helicopter with a double-screw fan was already waiting there. When he appeared, the hatch opened automatically.

   He boarded the shuttle and sat in the familiar window seat.

   "Please sit tight, the whole process will take about eight minutes." The soft electronic synthesis sound is still so familiar, I have heard it many times.

   "Maybe it's time for the Deep Space Equipment to change the voice actor." He complained silently in his heart.

   There is no pilot in the shuttle, and everything flies according to the downloaded route. The plane circled over the bay and had a panoramic view of the bay area before it started to accelerate and flew towards the city center. The piercing machine flew close to the middle of a building, and the front glass curtain wall was separated to both sides, exposing the internal apron.

   After the shuttle stopped, he got out of the shuttle. Then he followed the familiar route through the winding corridors to the reception hall.

   A female researcher in a silver robe was already waiting at the door. She looked at the information board in her hand and said, "You are always on time."

   He bowed slightly in respect.

  The female researcher led him into another room. After scanning three different colors of light in a row, she pointed to the end of the room and said, "Please go in through that door. It contains the equipment you need to use today."

   He nodded, passed through the automatic door, and saw that a pistol, an arm shield, and a rectangular, palm-sized automatic injection device had been placed on the workbench in the room.

   At this time, the automatic door is closed and locked. Then an electronic synth sound with a special frequency sounds:

   "Experimental subject No. 1120, please use the standard interface to receive today's experimental program."

   Hearing this sound, the color in the depths of his pupils changed accordingly, and if he looked closely, it was a blue light composed of countless tiny numbers. From this moment on, all his emotions subsided, leaving only the cold mechanical consciousness. He reached out to the square device on the wall and pressed it on the designated area. A metal probe stretched out and pierced into his palm, a piece of data was transmitted, and the experimental program appeared in his field of vision today.

   "Today's experiment process:

  1) Download version 0.1a of Melee Gun Fighting... The download is complete.

  2) Inject low-light visual enhancer.

  3) Enter the fighting room to test melee gun fighting skills.

  4) After the test is completed, enter room 3 and take the intelligent personality test. "

  With the completion of the data download, all the data of the electromagnetic drive pistol, all the data of the alloy arm shield, and hundreds of different postures and tactics after the combination of the gun and shield naturally appeared in his consciousness.

   He picked up the autoinjector on the table, pointed it at his forearm, and pressed the switch. With a soft pop, the needle pierced into the arm, and the injection was completed. He felt a little sore, and after a while his vision began to change, and the room seemed to get brighter.

  According to the procedure, he picked up the pistol, installed the arm shield, and walked into the adjacent fighting test hall. The hall was very empty, and when he walked in, the lights began to dim, and in the end there were only four dim red lights at the four corners of the ceiling.

   In the large hall, a few small lamps can only illuminate a range of one meter around him, and the middle area is almost invisible.

   But his vision began to adjust as the light changed, and everything in the hall could be seen, but the details were slightly blurred.

   "Transmission of visual data... Transmission completed. Fighting test item 1, basic attack, ready to start, three, two, one!"

  Several secret doors suddenly appeared on the walls of the hall, from which more than ten small drones flew out, and in an instant, multiple dark red laser dots hit him on the head. When the aiming laser landed on his head, he suddenly slid sideways. In this way, he instantly threw off all the laser locks. The right hand holding the gun flew up and brought out a phantom. The muzzle of the gun instantly spewed faint blue fire. The electromagnetic explosion sounded together.

  The drone group in the air was hit by the volley one by one and caught fire. The surviving drones began to maneuver desperately to dodge, but they couldn't escape the lock, and eventually they were exploded one by one.

   "The first test is successful, the second test is ready."

   A large cigar-shaped cleaning drone flew in, opened its belly, sucked in all the debris on the ground, and flew out.

   "Test item two, basic defense."

  Another automatic turret protruded from the wall of the hall, and an aiming laser shone on him. The turret immediately spewed fire and started firing at a low speed of three rounds per second.

   This is a turret that uses old-fashioned gunpowder ammunition and has a deliberately slow rate of fire. The moment the turret locked on him, he took a standard step back in melee firearms fighting, backing three meters, just avoiding the turret locking and letting the bullet fall into the air. Although it is an old-fashioned turret, the aiming procedure is an advanced version. If one misses a hit, the turret begins to dynamically change its strategy. It no longer focuses on his head and chest, but instead aims at his limbs from time to time, and even predicts his movements. , block the space in advance.

   After avoiding the first wave of attacks, he no longer simply dodges. Because the turret rate of fire started to increase, and more turrets appeared. In his field of vision, the firing path of the turret is shown as a straight line, and several melee combat postures, or dodge or block, will automatically appear in his consciousness.

   He moved several times in a row, avoiding most of the shots, but he used his arm shield to protect himself from attacks that could not be avoided. The rain of bullets continued to spark sparks on the arm shield, and it was quickly hit with potholes. However, the effect of this set of fighting techniques is indeed extraordinary. Under the siege of several turrets without dead ends, he can still deal with it with ease. But as the rate of fire of the turret increased again, he finally had the time to lose sight of the other. At the moment of crisis, he blocked the two bullets shot in the chest, and then groaned, because he was still shot in the thigh.

   "The second test is over, the evaluation is excellent."

   All turrets stopped firing and retracted back into the wall as the synth sound announced the result. Another drone flew into the hall, hovering over the wound on his thigh. Three slender, wire-like robotic arms reach into the wound, clamp out the warhead, and spray it with medical gel. He moved his legs and moved freely.

   A door opened at the end of the hall, and a synthetic voice prompted: "Please go to Room 3 and take an intelligent personality test."

   "Intelligent personality?" A slightly inconspicuous question suddenly appeared in his icy mood.

   The pitch of the synthesizer suddenly increased and became sharp, "Out-of-program abnormal data fluctuation detected! Warning, out-of-program abnormal data fluctuation detected!"

   He was suddenly startled and had a premonition of danger. He instinctively suppressed all emotional fluctuations and returned to a mechanically cold state. A dozen heavily armed soldiers rushed out of the secret door and surrounded him, and then several researchers rushed there. The female researcher who brought him in looked at him carefully, approached slowly, and reached out to touch his eyes. He was motionless, and red danger warnings kept popping up in his field of vision.

The female researcher widened his eyes, looked at his pupils carefully, and then turned around and said, "There is no abnormality in the data, it should be a false alarm. The alarm is lifted and the experiment continues."

   Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and the armed warriors filed away and disappeared into the secret door.

A researcher next to her whispered: "Would you like to stop first and check again?"

   Just now the female researcher said: "There is no need, our progress is already 15% behind."

The male researcher spread his hands and said, "You have the final say."

   He continued forward and walked into room three. It's a white and light blue room with nothing but a chair. In front of the chair is an empty wall. He walked over, naturally sat down on the chair, put his hands on the armrests, and sat upright in a completely standard posture.

   The lights in the room dimmed, and the color of the wall in front changed, turning into a screen on the entire wall. A very short sentence appeared on the screen, only three large characters. who are you?

Who are you?

   Faced with this question, he didn't think about it at all, and gave the answer directly: "Deep Space Warrior Experimental No. 1120."

  Why were you born?

   "An experimental body pre-researched for the creation of an all-around warrior capable of independently exploring deep space."

  What are you fighting for?

   "Fight for Humanity."

   Who do you obey?

   "System instructions."

   Not afraid of death?

   "Not afraid of death."

  What is death?

   "Radical change in the physical form of the body."

   All the questions were fleeting, and his thoughts didn't fluctuate at all, they were all answered instinctively.

   The screen in front of him suddenly paused, and then a question popped up: "Which of these people would you shoot first?"

   Below the question, eight photos suddenly appeared, including old people, children, and some familiar faces, but he could not remember where he saw them. So he knew that this was knowledge protected by the system, and that he had insufficient authority to see his own memories. But this question was completely beyond the scope of instinctive answering, so he began to carefully observe the eight photos, thinking carefully, he tried to find out the target that should be shot first. However, at this moment, there was a little confusion in his thinking. What criteria should he use to screen targets? Age, gender, identity or something else, like, does the photo look unpleasant? The appearance of the last standard made him a little surprised, and he didn't understand how the idea came about.

   But just when he hesitated, the screen suddenly went dark, the images on it all disappeared, and after a while, it turned transparent, revealing the room behind the screen. Behind the screen are the instruments of the whole room. A researcher with disheveled hair and deep glasses is sitting at the control table, looking at a middle-aged man who hurriedly walked in with some stunned expression.

   This man was wearing the same researcher's robe, but with a black and gold stripe on his shoulders. This means that his status is higher than that of other researchers.

  For some reason, seeing this man, his mood fluctuated slightly.

   The middle-aged man walked quickly to the console, glanced at the screen, and shouted, "Who told you to change the title without authorization? Stop immediately!"

The researcher in front of the console spread his hands and said, "I just wanted to see how he would react when faced with an unfamiliar problem beyond the preset. The result is really surprising! You see, this data is very interesting, a paragraph How does the program evaluate a person as pleasing or unpleasant? If we dig deeper, maybe we can find a completely new algorithm..."

   Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a middle-aged man: "Delete it, and then you forget everything about today."

The sloppy researcher jumped up, pointed his fingers at the screen, and said, "Why! Don't you know the meaning of this result? It may be the real intelligent fuzzy judgment algorithm we have been trying to find! This will be the result of winning the grand prize. !"

The middle-aged man said: "You will lose your job before you win the award. Don't forget, our research progress is already 15% behind, and as long as there are two more such accidents, we will not think about it. Get extra money for this year. Bonuses, special allowances, and three-year vacations for everyone will be eliminated. If I remember correctly, you have two children, one of whom is about to pay entrance fees."

  The shaggy-headed researcher immediately lost his momentum by three points and smiled bitterly: "Well, you are the boss, you have the final say. However, Dr. Chu, can't we really keep this data privately?"

   "No, delete it immediately! Get out of the way." Dr. Chu firmly pushed the researcher away and started working directly on his computer. The researcher shrugged helplessly, he had to watch the progress bar of data cleaning appear, and slowly ran to the end.

   Just as the progress bar was about to end, the laboratory suddenly vibrated violently, the shaggy-headed researcher fell down, and Dr. Chu reached out and pressed it on the table, and the whole person floated up in the air as if losing gravity, avoiding the fall. Immediately, a faint explosion sounded, and the lights in the room turned a dazzling red. The screeching siren overwhelmed everything in a blink of an eye, and only the electronically synthesized voice repeated the warning in a constant tone:

   "Warning! The base was attacked by an unknown, and the damage was level 3. All personnel please move according to emergency procedures! Repeat, the base was attacked by an unknown..."

   The shaggy-headed researcher was obviously out of shape, "Unknown attack? Who will attack us?"

  The room vibrated more and more, and the explosion sounded closer. Dr. Chu fell from the sky, and although the room shook violently, he seemed to be standing on the ground, and his body did not shake at all.

   He shouted sharply: "Destroy all data! Immediately!"

   The shaggy-headed researcher was stunned and said, "It's only a three-level alert now..."

   Dr. Chu said: "It will be level 1 soon! Think about it, who will attack us?"

The    researcher was taken aback, jumped in front of the seat, and started frantically operating the computer.

  Dr. Chu reached out and fastened the seat belt for him, then said, "Unlock the No. 7 memory."

   "But, that's taboo..." The shaggy head was stunned.

   Dr. Chu patted him on the shoulder and said, "Just do me a favor. You understand what that memory means to me."

   With a shaggy head and struggling, he finally gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! I don't want this job, it's okay to let my second child go to a poor school!" He entered the password at a high speed, and then aimed his eyes at the screen. After checking the iris, he took a deep breath and pressed the OK button hard. With a light click, the server cabinet on one side lowered the cabinet door, and a lighter-sized chip box popped out. The chip box is marked with a prominent red prohibition mark.

  Dr. Chu quickly pulled out the chip box, turned around suddenly before going out, and said, "I won't forget you. If... see you again in the future."

Feng Tou didn't hear the hidden meaning of his words. He concentrated on clearing the information. After a while, he breathed a sigh of relief and said to himself: "It's finally done. If it weren't for the first-level alert, I would be miserable... Damn it! Level 1 alert!!"

   At this moment, the alarm light starts to flash frantically, the alarm tone speed is doubled, and it is played repeatedly:

   "The self-destruction program in the core cabin area starts, the countdown starts, and all personnel escape immediately. Repeat again, the self-destruction countdown starts, and all personnel escape immediately!"

   The hooded researcher unbuckled his seat belt and stumbled towards the door. At this moment, a cabinet next to him suddenly exploded, and the shock wave tossed him, his head slammed into the corner of the table, and blood immediately flowed out. The shaggy-headed researcher rushed out of the room with no regard for the pain. As for the fire burning in the room, he has completely ignored it.

   From beginning to end, he sat quietly, motionless. He looked at the screen in front of him that had been hit by explosions and debris, but couldn't see a single scratch, put his slightly raised hand down again, and continued to wait. He did not receive an order, so he should wait here, waiting for a new order to be issued, or destroy it together with the base. Even if he doesn't want to wait, it's useless. The walls of this room are made of armor-grade alloys. They are not afraid of any individual weapon attacks, and they don't know what they are guarding against. He didn't want to know the answer, instinctively. He just sat like that, watching the fire across the screen grow more and more violent. Under high temperature, the screen is gradually deformed.

   At this moment, he didn't think about anything. In the depths of his consciousness, there are a few mysterious dots containing some data fragments. These points have limited capacity and can store very little data. But they can avoid daily cleaning. That's a few memories from the past. He once had companions, also only numbered companions, and also experienced experiments similar to destruction scenarios. He knew that it could be destroyed in an experiment, or it could end up being just an experiment. As an experimental subject, he has no discernment ability. However, he is very clear that the experiment will not necessarily be destroyed, but if you think about it in the experiment, it will definitely be destroyed.

   Where did the destruction come from, he did not know, could not think, and could not think. Just then, the automatic door of the room suddenly opened. But the door only opened halfway, and it got stuck halfway. Holding the door with one hand, he pulled the heavy automatic door open, and then Dr. Chu strode in.

   At this time, Dr. Chu had taken off his research robe and put on a self-powered combat armor. As soon as he entered the door, Dr. Chu said, "Follow me."

   He stood up obediently and followed the Doctor. In his system, Dr. Chu's orders have the second highest priority. And the highest priority owner doesn't seem to be in this base. At least he never saw it. Therefore, the doctor's words are the supreme command and cannot be disobeyed. As soon as he got out of the automatic door, a pipeline in the side passage burst, the leaked gas instantly burned, and a raging wave of fire rushed out, blocking the road ahead.

  Dr. Chu, without hesitation, rushed to the side passage, directly blocked the fire wave with his body, then grabbed him and threw him into another passage. At this time, the doctor left the side passage and rushed forward again. He saw that the armor behind the doctor was already charred.

   At this moment, the sound of explosions came one after another, and there was thick smoke and fire everywhere. The entire base vibrated violently, and broken parts fell from time to time. With the continuous explosion, there will be fragments flying everywhere from time to time, and once hit, it is deadly enough. Dr. Chu moved forward quickly, constantly opening the way ahead, and finally came to an automatic door. The automatic door has lost power and cannot be opened. Dr. Chu popped a miniature bomb directly from the armor's wrist, stuck it to the door, and pulled him behind him.

   With a small roar, the automatic door was blasted open a gap. Dr. Chu kicked the broken door open with a force that was not commensurate with his body, and strode in. The room is lined with instruments that resemble dormant pods. Hidden memories reminded him that this seems to be the place to rewrite and adjust the program, where he cleans the memory data every time the experiment ends.

   Dr. Chu checked quickly and quickly found a working machine. "Go in."

   He stepped into the machine, sat down, half-lying, and got ready. Dr. Chu quickly entered a series of commands on the console, and then took out the No. 7 memory painted bright red. Looking at the memory, Dr. Chu hesitated for a moment, then raised his head and asked, "Do you know what I'm going to give you?"

   "No matter what, I will obey." He said in a mechanically unchanged voice.

  Dr. Chu nodded, his hands suddenly began to tremble slightly, as if he had made great determination before inserting the memory into the card slot and pressing the start button. A probe pierced the back of his neck, inserted into the data port, and a small piece of data was entered. As soon as this piece of data entered, he immediately began to clear all the restrictions and blockades in his consciousness, and even did not let go of many hidden commands and interfaces, and cleared them one by one.

   The chains that bound and controlled him fell one by one.

After the initial clean-up work was completed, a huge amount of data poured into it, which contained countless messy but complete memories, and pictures flashed quickly, filling in the blanks that had been preserved in his consciousness for a long time. If it weren't for these memories, he wouldn't even know that he had such a large memory space.

   This is a person, to be precise, a complete life of a teenager. The last scene of the picture scroll is frozen in a white room, and the vision is gradually blurred by shadowless lights. He suddenly had a strange feeling that he seemed to resonate with these memories, and gradually, he gradually merged with the memories, regardless of each other, as if it should be like this. He opened his eyes, looked at Dr. Chu in front of him, and suddenly felt a certain emotion. This emotion is deep and complicated, as if a lot of things are mixed together, and I can't figure out what it is. In the chaos, there is a vague hatred, and there are other things. This emotion seems to be part of his innate.

   Dr. Chu looked at him, as if there was a faint light flickering in the depths of his eyes. It's just that the doctor's face with the marks of the years is always serious, without the slightest smile or anything. "I have downloaded the escape route for you, as well as your future identity, name and follow-up action plan."

   "Name..." he repeated.

   Dr. Chu's eyes flashed a hint of softness that was difficult to detect, and said, "Yes, you will have your own name from now on... Chu Jungui."

   He retrieved the data he had just obtained and found that there was a new mission pack, codenamed 44, after the escape. However, the data package cannot be opened, and it shows that the pre-escape steps have not been completed. "What should I do after Action 44 is complete?"

   Dr. Chu turned his head and looked into the distance through the window and said, "Let's talk about it later."

   "Okay." He obeyed.

  Dr. Chu disconnected the cabin from him, pointed to the side door, and said, "Just leave from here!" He jumped up and ran to the side door.

   "Wait a minute!" the Doctor stopped him.

   He stopped and turned around. There are more things in the doctor's eyes, some of which he understands, and some of which he doesn't understand. But the Doctor quickly suppressed his emotions, shoved an item into his pocket, then resumed his stern face and said, "This is for you, and you will see it when you leave. Remember, after you leave here, you will not Another experimental subject. You have your own name and personality, you can live as you want, and you don't need to listen to anyone's orders from now on."

   There seemed to be something in his heart, but he couldn't express it, he just bowed to the doctor silently. The doctor waved his hand and told him to go quickly, while he returned to the passage where he came, and the tall figure quickly disappeared into the fireworks.

   "Chu Jun returns..." He recited his name twice in his mind, and then ran quickly along the route map.

   This appears to be an emergency repair channel, with heavy metal walls with special reinforced support structures, and edges painted with striking yellow twill. He picked up speed and came to the end of the passage. There is a heavy gate, the power supply has been cut off, and it seems that the roulette switch on the gate is manually turned. He grabbed the turntable, turned the wheel with a little force, and pushed open the heavy isolation door. Outside the door is a hall, which seems to be divided into several areas, each with different purposes. At this time, only emergency lights were left in the hall, and they flickered on and off. There are several detached cables in the corners, fluttering in the air, and the large canopy of electric fire bursts from time to time.

   At this time, the hall was empty, and the ground was full of research materials thrown around. Many valuable instruments fell on the ground and were ignored. Apparently the researchers were in a hurry. Following the downloaded escape route instructions, he walked through the hall and came to a separate area. There is a one-way penetrating screen separation. At this moment, the energy supply is not stable, and the screen is constantly changing between one-way penetrating and opaque. Only when the energy is supplied, the screen will turn on the state of one-way observation.

   He glanced inside through the screen, and was suddenly startled. Behind the screen is an apartment. The furnishings and arrangements inside are all too familiar. Even the automatic food maker is still in a state of unsupplemented ingredients. This was the apartment where he didn't know how long he had lived. It turns out that his every move is under the eyes of researchers, and all his actions have data collected, organized and analyzed. There was an inexplicable emotion in his heart, but it was quickly suppressed. As an experimental subject, he should be used to this kind of thing.

  Chu Jungui bypassed the screen and opened a secret door. The other side of the door is disguised as a device cover. Passing through the secret door is the corridor outside his apartment door. He rushed into his room, took a quick look, and felt that there was nothing to bring or worth bringing. There is still a beautiful view of the Bay Area outside the window, and there is no sign of war. It was noon now, and under the strong direct sunlight, there were many fewer yachts and sailboats at sea. There are more tourists taking a break on the beach, and a few young people are playing a game of beach volleyball.

   Follow the escape route, the only exit is on the balcony. He strode to the floor-to-ceiling window, pulled open the glass door, and was instantly stunned! There was no bay area behind the door at all, and what was in sight was just a huge metal frame structure not far away, with neat giant glass portholes inlaid on it. If you ignore the window frame, it is the floor-to-ceiling window nearly 100 meters high. But there is nothing outside the window, there is only endless deep space! Even if he was accustomed to the mechanically cold programmed thinking, he had a sense of autonomy and personality for the first time, but it took him a while to recover from the too huge impact.

   It turned out that there was no Bay Area, no city, and he had been living in a space base. Under his feet was a steel passage leading to another room. At this time, an attack plane suddenly swept past the window, and the cannons under the wings kept spewing fire. Several beams strayed from their target and slammed into the glass outer wall, causing a violent explosion. Fortunately, the outer wall of the base is extraordinarily strong, and the glass is covered with cracks, but it has not been smashed. However, several cracks began to leak, and it obviously couldn't last long.

  Chu Jungui flew along the passage, circled upwards, and rushed into another hall. There is a shuttle parked here, which is the one he takes every time he goes to the experimental base. The floor of the hall can sink, and a few floors down is the area where he accepts experiments every day. The shuttle can't fly at all. It is actually fixed on the floor and can make various shaking and vibrating movements. Chu Jungui ran past the shuttle and ran out of the door on the other side of the hall. According to the route map, ahead is the airport area, where there is a special escape ship. In the roadmap, the doctor has given him the code and flight path to start the spacecraft.

  The airport area was full of flames and explosions, and there were some corpses scattered on the ground, and no one could be seen. A screen that was still working showed that all the escape pod berths were empty and that all the escape pods had been launched. Chu Jungui successfully found the inconspicuous secret door and entered as many as 32-digit passwords to enter this secret area with the highest authority. There is a small spaceship parked on the berth, which can only seat three or four people. He also wanted to check the surrounding environment, but now there was a violent explosion in the air port area, so he no longer hesitated, opened the hatch, sat in the driver's seat, and then pressed his hand on the start area.

  The new flight route map is entered into the spacecraft through the data interface. The spacecraft started immediately, and after an extremely long fifteen-second engine warm-up, it finally slowly slipped out of the berth, then accelerated rapidly, rushing out of the exit like a cannonball. Behind the spacecraft, the airport area finally exploded completely. A fire dragon spewed out from the port orbit, and countless debris was spewed out with the spacecraft. They end up being the junk of the universe.

  The spaceship has already started to accelerate according to the predetermined route. Chu Jun turned back and wanted to see what the place where he had been living was. What he flew away from was a huge space base, roughly rectangular in shape, like a space city. It can be seen that after a long period of continuous construction, it has reached the scale it is today.

   Around the space base at this moment, as many as hundreds of fighter planes are flying around, like a group of bloodthirsty raptors, desperately attacking the huge but gradually losing power to fight back. Just looking at their dazzling flight trajectories, you know that they are the most old-fashioned pilots. The base is full of fire, only a few turrets are still fighting back. But this ignition power is really powerless in the face of a large number of elite fighters.

   There are some escape pods in the distance, relying on their own weak power to try to escape. More than a dozen combat bombers are shuttled back and forth, attacking these escape pods and blowing them up in the air. Other escape pods sent out surrender signals, turned off the power, and were being pulled away by fighter jets. At this time, a fighter plane found Chu Jungui's spaceship, it turned its course, and quickly approached Chu Jungui's spaceship. Its muzzle has already lit up with a faint red light, indicating that it has begun to lock on the target.

  Chu Jungui held the joystick, ready to turn around to meet him. In his memory area, there is a complete set of basic tutorial materials for outer space combat. Although this spacecraft is used for temporary escape, its basic performance should not be bad. Even if it can't compare to the elite fighters on the opposite side, at least it has the strength to fight back. However, although the joystick moved according to his wishes, the spacecraft did not respond to this control behavior, and still accelerated slowly along the predetermined route. And the acceleration rate is low, far exceeding the normal escape spacecraft.

   "The spaceship has entered the space jump preparation stage, and the controls have been locked." The prompt sound made him instantly have the urge to scold his mother. At this time, he was still accelerating slowly, and before the space jump, he had been turned into deep space garbage by the enemy.

   The speed-up performance of the enemy fighters is obviously far better than that of Chu Jungui's small spaceship, which quickly approaches and enters the range. Just when it was about to fire, a fighter plane suddenly appeared like a ghost, and a series of violent artillery fire poured out, instantly tearing the enemy plane to pieces. The change in the airspace here alerted the fighter group not far away. Six or seven fighter planes broke away from the attack on the base and flew towards this side.

   And the mysterious fighter plane was not afraid at all, it crashed into the enemy aircraft group, and instantly displayed unparalleled air combat skills, destroying four enemy planes in a blink of an eye. Seeing that the situation was not good for the remaining two, they fled in a hurry. However, their escape was only temporary. There was a commotion in the distant fighter group, and more fighter planes were breaking away from the attack on the base and began to form formations.

  The mysterious fighter did not escape, but flew around Chu Jungui's spaceship, and then sent a signal. On the console in front of him, an image of the Doctor appeared. It turned out to be Dr. Chu who was driving the fighter? He was a little surprised, the doctor just showed the combat skills of the air combat king. Dr. Chu looked a little haggard, still as cold and serious as steel, and the few vague wrinkles were as hard as a knife. He looked at Chu Jungui deeply, and in the end he just waved his hand as a greeting without saying anything.

   In the distance, dozens of fighter planes have been formed into a huge battle group, roaring. The doctor cut off the communication, drove the fighter jet, and left in an instant. Chu Jungui jumped to the porthole and looked out. I saw that the solitary fighter plane of the doctor was accelerating towards the huge group of fighter planes in front. Like an ancient knight, bucking the tide.