Cyberpunk: Spartan Walker

Yeah. Lijia replied to him in a weak voice, with no expression on her face, but Tommy could hear some pleasure in it.

The two were so close that he could even smell the smell of plasma burning titanium alloy. It seemed that the battles the noble team had experienced before were not as lighthearted as she said.

Rebecca also came over and wanted to help him. She was so anxious that she almost jumped, but her height didn't allow it. Tsk, shorter is better. She could only mutter in the end.

They walked towards the door to the medical bay. They automatically separate to the sides. Ellie, where is General Whitcomb? Tommy asked.

Hmph! I don't know, ask them both, don't ask me. Ellie said with a sour tone, What does it look like to cuddle every day, Spartan Tommy?

Huh? Tommy was dumbfounded by what she said.

Liga and Rebecca, one tall and one short, looked at each other.

Artificially retarded, you are really a piece of shit. Rebecca countered unhappily, and Lijia nodded in agreement.

Hey, Cyberdwarf has a lot of mouths.

S-Cyber ​​dwarf?! Rebecca gritted her teeth in anger and clenched her fists tightly, as if she was about to jump up and hit someone in the next second.

Ahem Tommy almost couldn't hold back his laughter, earning a glare from Rebecca. He deliberately kept a straight face and asked in a serious tone: No time to play, Ellie, where is the general?

On the bridge, on the bridge, really. Ellie said angrily, But Dr. Halsey has strict orders not to allow the Spartans to run around.

I don't take orders from civilians, he said, and she is no exception. They emerged from the medical bay and walked down the corridor. Rebecca sulked and kept walking forward.

That's true, Ellie said.

The white light that dimly filled the corridors of the Gettysburg was much more pleasing to the eye than the blue light the Covenant used on their ships. Tommy was glad to have his feet firmly on the steel deck of the human ship again, even though the corridor's bulkheads were stained with soot.

They walked into the commander's elevator and Rebecca pressed the button to the bridge. The slight acceleration sent a sharp pain through his arms, and the ligaments in his chest suddenly bulged—but he gritted his teeth and ignored it.

Lijia touched his chest, as if this action could relieve his pain.

Rebecca stared at her hands, one brow raised.

After walking out of the elevator door, Tommy stopped and let Liga and Rebecca go about their own business for a while. Then he adjusted himself and walked into the bridge.

The condition of the Gettysburg's bridge is truly disturbing. The forward observation window has been blown to pieces and is now replaced with welded hull armor plates. Three monitors were hastily placed on that position, and the coagulated crystalline blood covered the navigation and control console. Only three consoles have lights on: the engineering console, the computer status indicator console, and the monitoring console.

General Whitcomb, Colonel Keyes and the Chief were standing on the bridge. There were about a dozen officers busy here, trying to make it look like a normal bridge - usually thirty officers were needed here. . Tommy saw many familiar figures. The general must have transferred some officers from the Supreme Justice to come here.

Colonel Price. General Whitcomb said with some surprise.

Sir. He stood at attention neatly and gave a military salute.

The general returned the salute casually. How are you doing, Colonel? he asked. Dr. Halsey told me your recovery will take a few days.

No problem, sir, he said.

Dr. Halsey seemed to hear these words. She opened a communication channel, and then a small video image popped up on Tommy's heads-up display. Everywhere, her glasses reflected orange ambient light, blinding him from her eyes.

Tommy, I need to have a word with you.

I'm on the bridge to discuss follow-up matters with Admiral Whitcomb, ma'am. I can talk to you after I'm done.

She was silent for a moment, then said, Good, you're just as stubborn as John on this. The communication channel went off.

Tommy felt that he was being a bit arrogant towards her - but she deserved it.

Come this way, boy, said the general. His attention turned to a clean plastic bulkhead dotted with stars and diamonds representing the UNSC's military outposts in this area of ​​space. We're in a bit of a bind.

He stepped over to the General and Master Chief and studied the chart with them. Ellie briefed me, sir. The Covenant knows Earth's location and is taking action, likely preparing for a large-scale attack.

I'm afraid that's their fundamental purpose, General Whitcomb said, and Tommy noticed the general had deep circles under his eyes due to fatigue.

To put it seriously, we can barely sail. Although we are repairing the ship day and night, and the engineering technicians and Covenant engineers are in charge - by the way, those Covenant engineers are so amazingly efficient that I have never seen We have experienced such capable and tireless engineers. Taking into account the fatigue conditions, they are at least as good as thirty human engineers - but it is difficult to make a cake without rice. We need a space docking port to provide repair materials to make the damaged spacecraft combat effective. .”

Keyes frowned after listening to the general's depressing assessment, and added: Another problem is that the crystal we obtained on Reach produced strong radiation in the slip space. As long as it is exposed to it for a few more hours, It's enough to kill everyone.

But we are now dependent on this alien device. It has changed the nature of slipspace, as you can see. A few minutes ago we were in the chaotic slipspace, and now we are here, Case said. Their location is circled on a map, and under normal circumstances this would have taken us several days.

We tried to make another quick jump, but this time it was unsuccessful. So I guess the last ultra-long jump may have been caused by the increase in energy in the jump fault space caused by our war with the Covenant. The general said, Regardless, if we figure out how to make this crystal work, we will have a huge advantage over the Covenant.

I understand, sir.

Tommy surveyed their position - it wasn't exactly wild, but it was close. He noticed that there were three galaxies inside the circle Case had just drawn.

Colonel Keyes was also staring at the chart. He touched the symbol of one of the galaxies, and statistics were displayed next to the galaxy. He sighed. This galaxy was turned into glass by the Covenant in 2530, so it is impossible for us to find reinforcements there. As for the other two galaxies, he shook his head, there is no trace of anyone.