nebula story

Seeming a little dazed, Fern looked at his younger brother: "Why?"

Fern, who had been calling Chesu by his name, never called that name again. Instead, he called him "that person".

Seeing in confusion, his younger brother suddenly covered his face, and slowly shrugged his shoulders. Fern suddenly realized that Lance...was crying.

"Not only did he deceive everyone, but he also deceived Fan Zhong to die in battle in the space of Planet Fisher in order to save him." Lance raised his head suddenly, his eyes were filled with tears, and he could no longer hide the light in his blue eyes. "I've been thinking these days, is Chesu secretly proud when he sees Fanzhong's mecha turned into ashes in front of you, or does he feel a little bit guilty?"

Slowly lowering his head, Lance's usual gentle voice was trembling with extreme pain: "Brother... This is the first time I hate myself like this. If I hadn't been blinded by his acting skills at the beginning, if it hadn't been for me and Sal The professor worked hard to protect him, and he couldn't get close to the core of mecha design, and he couldn't enter the imperial army. Fan Zhong might not die, right?"

Grief choked out his teeth a little bit, and Lance cried like a child: "Brother... I never told anyone that before Fan Zhong rushed to the battlefield, I even ridiculed him for being jealous of Chesu. I can’t help it. Brother... when I think of this, my heart will be so painful that it wants to split open, like a sharp knife stabbing repeatedly.”

Listening quietly, Fern didn't show the rage that he had glimpsed just now, nor did he say any words of comfort.After a long time, he stretched out his hand stiffly and lightly touched the imperial emblem on Lance's chest.

"Lance, I promise you, I will bring that man back with my own hands and bring him to you, so that you can ask him a question." He said softly, "You can ask him, when he returns to his Federation, Have you ever thought of Van Chong?"

"Brother, what about you?" Lance looked a little weird, "Don't you have anything to ask?"

For a moment, Lance seemed to see the darkness surging in his brother's ice-blue transparent eyes, which seemed to be the most dangerous nebula undercurrent.

"I don't have anything to ask." He said lightly, turning his head away from Lance.

"Brother... If he is caught, what will you do to him?" Lance asked suddenly.

Silent as a statue, Fern did not answer this seemingly simple question.

Brother, even you haven't thought about it, have you?With a secret sigh in his heart, Lance was sad.

After a long time, His Majesty the Emperor of the Empire shook his head slightly, his eyes regained the meaning of madness.

"Lance, I'm a little troubled." Fern, who still looked calm, straightened his spine, and said slowly, "If your emotions are sad and sad, then I don't even know what my own emotions should be called."

Yes, what is this feeling of burning all the time?While fantasizing about using the cruelest torture to execute a person, at the same time, strangely, he always recalled the warm moments he had with that boy; at one moment, he wanted to revenge wildly, but at the other moment, he felt at a loss, thinking that it was just a dream.What is this schizoid-like feeling? !Frustration, humiliation, pain, loss?

... All, all, but far from enough to describe all!

Therefore, he needs to catch that person in front of him immediately, so that he can be sure if he has anything to ask him, and if there is anything to do.

In front of everyone, watching the most cruel punishment in the empire to torture him with cold eyes, or shooting him with his own hands, and blowing his head off cleanly?But no matter what it is, he needs to end this matter immediately, otherwise he will completely sink into a sad situation, just like just now, unable to control his tyranny and darkness, unable to stick to the philosophy he has followed for more than 20 years, and become A complete tyrant and madman.

this is not right.He himself knew so clearly that this was not the wish of his father who had just passed away, and it did not meet the expectations of all the imperial subjects around him, and even he himself deeply loathed himself.

But he couldn't control it, as long as the burning feeling in his heart didn't go away, he wouldn't be at peace for a moment.

The entire Federation fell into shock and anger overnight!

On the Internet and in the media, on TV and in the news, all the attention was occupied by an imperial proclamation, the crowd was boiling, and the public opinion was in an uproar.

The names and recent photos of [-] high-ranking federal prisoners of war, plus the eight federal underground spies just unearthed in the empire's large-scale manhunt, a total of [-] prisoners were arrogantly and ruthlessly put into the federal civilian network by the imperialists , did not make more detailed explanations, and even disdain to use slightly euphemistic diplomatic rhetoric, only a line of bloody and outrageous demands was added, which was shocking.

——Hand over the spy Chesu, and release more than 500 prisoners of war immediately.If you cannot see people within ten days, it will be deemed as your rejection of the armistice agreement. The empire will execute the prisoners of war and be responsible for returning the remains.

Are the Imperials crazy? !

After the war has been going on for so long, both sides have kept the basic bottom line, not killing prisoners of war, not using excessively cruel biological and chemical weapons, this is the default principle of both sides.What everyone is fighting for is resources and living space, not that everyone cannot survive!

The streets and alleys, the newspapers and the media, any place that can make a sound, have selected the anger after the short-term shock.The federal military and the parliament immediately responded fiercely, using the most severe and verbal protests and accusations.

Seemingly knowing that they were wrong, the Imperials chose to remain silent, neither verbally speaking diplomatically nor trying to justify their own actions.On the contrary, the same outrageous and cruel proclamation still appeared on the federal civil network every day, with exactly the same photos of prisoners of war and the same wording, except for the only difference.

——Countdown!Within ten days, every day is mercilessly decreasing.

All the soldiers on the front line of Fisher star also heard about this shocking sudden incident for the first time. Unlike the astonishment in the rear, the emotions on the front line were even more agitated to an uncontrollable extreme!

Death on the battlefield and blood spilling into the sky are all expected. Since flying to the front line, everyone has already prepared the psychological construction that they will not be able to return, but this does not include the status of being a prisoner of war. brutal execution!

In the nightly war broadcast of the Federal Central Station, uncontrollable emotions were fermenting, and with it, there was also the anxiety and grief of the families of the five hundred prisoners of war.

The federation's news has tried its best to suppress and exaggerate this kind of grief and indignation, and only a very small number of interviews with the families of prisoners of war are put on the news every night, but the grief of the few interviewed family members still affects the entire federation.

Facing the camera, a wife of a prisoner of war with a sad face and swollen eyes used the greatest willpower to hold back her grief: "I can accept that my husband died on the front line, but I can never accept that he was killed like this." It was brutally killed. On behalf of the families behind all these federal prisoners of war, I implore the federal government to come up with a solution as soon as possible, instead of passively waiting like this..."

With red eyes, she shed silent tears crazily, lifted up a small heart necklace on her chest, opened it, and there was a group photo of three members of an ordinary family, with a little girl smiling sweetly in the center.

"This is our daughter. I dare not bring her to participate in the interview, and I am trying to hide her as much as possible. Because I am afraid that when she grows up, she will see this cruel truth one day!"

The interview screen shook slightly, and it seemed that the reporter holding the microphone and camera could not control his emotions.

"Our federation has already issued an emergency negotiation request at the first time, asking the empire to guarantee the safety of the prisoners of war, and everything else can be negotiated." The reporter's voice was angry and depressed, "it's a pity that the frenzied imperial people have obviously gone crazy , apart from asking to hand over our little federal hero, we do not accept any conditions for change."

The interview screen changed to the street, and a middle-aged couple in a hurry appeared randomly in the screen.

"Excuse me, what do you think of the empire's request to exchange our little heroes for prisoners of war?" the reporter asked.

Looking at him in amazement, the middle-aged man stroked the glasses frame on the bridge of his nose: "How else can you see it? Absolutely not! That is the hero of our Federation, how could he be handed back to be killed because of the enemy's request?" statement?"

"That's right, one life for another, that's something you can't agree to." His wife nodded aside.

The reporter thought and thought, and finally said carefully and euphemistically: "But that's not a life for a life, it's a pair of five hundred..."

"What are you talking about!" A passing old man suddenly appeared in the camera, his silver-white hair gleaming dazzlingly in the sun, "You mean, if one person's life can be exchanged for five hundred, It should be exchanged, right?"

"No, no, that's not what I mean." The reporter looked very embarrassed, "I just represent a voice and opinion that may exist, of course I myself..."

He stopped in embarrassment, and he finally didn't forget his neutral position as an interviewer.

"You're talking nonsense!" interrupting him unceremoniously, the old man widened his eyes angrily, as if he wanted to hit someone with the crutch in his hand, "The child wanted by the imperial people is the little hero of our Federation! Taking a step back, even if he is nothing, he is still the heart and soul of his parents, and his life is the same as that of five hundred people!"

……

In the small villa on the outskirts, it seemed to be as quiet and peaceful as ever.

Standing in the kitchen, Mrs. Lin stood quietly by the stove, guarding a can of delicious mushroom soup.After a while, she seemed to smell something burnt, and she withdrew her dazed eyes from the void, and reached out to hold the casserole that had bottomed out.

Although there are already various high-end stoves that are advanced enough to precisely control the temperature, she still likes to cook this kind of soup that requires heat.

With a "clang", she forgot to put on the insulated gloves, the moment her hand touched the casserole.She was burned by the high temperature, and under the severe pain, she hurriedly backed away and took the casserole full of ingredients!

……

"Ma'am!" Hearing the loud noise in the kitchen, the old lady rushed in hastily.Seeing Mrs. Lin's stunned look, she stomped her feet, quickly took her hand and put it under the faucet, and turned on the water to wash it away.

"Ma'am, don't move around!" While telling, the old lady ran to the freezer to take out the ice cubes, poured them into the ice bucket with a splash, brought them all over, and then inserted Mrs. Lin's red fingers into the ice bucket. in.

"I'm not talking about you, even if you..." She stopped talking, and the mother suppressed the sadness in her heart, "you have to take care of yourself."

Silently putting her hands in the ice, Mrs. Lin didn't seem to feel the burning pain, but only felt a biting freezing.

"Peiyan?" A man's voice appeared behind her.

Turning back in a daze, Mrs. Lin looked at the man with gentle eyes in front of her.

"Zu'an... are you back?"

Walking forward quickly, Feng Zhu'an glanced at her hand, his face was not very good-looking.Asking the old lady to bring the medicine box, he began to treat the burn on Mrs. Lin's hand with skillful techniques.

"Why so careless?" He frowned deeply, "Does it hurt?"

Quietly withdrawing her hand, Mrs. Lin said softly, "It won't hurt more than Xiao Su's hand at that time."

Slightly choked, Che'an looked deeply at her haggard face.

"Xiao Su will be fine again." He said solemnly, "I know what you are afraid of, but what you are worried about will never happen. In any case, it is impossible for the federal military to let Xiao Su go back to the empire with that secret. Ordinary people don't know what's going on, and they will never accept that the heroic boy who endured humiliation in their eyes is handed over."

Eyelashes trembling slightly, Mrs. Lin's soft and sweet voice was already hoarse: "...I know. But I still can't help but feel frightened."

Looking up at her teenage playmate from many years ago, she couldn't hold back the tears, "Zhu'an, although I also know that little Su will be fine...but time passes by, and every moment I feel like I'm sitting on a crater Looking at it, I seem to feel that there will always be some unforeseen disaster that will suddenly roll over and blow the world to pieces."

"No way!" Che'an stared firmly at Mrs. Lin, and Che'an's tone was full of determination: "This place is very safe, there is no force to take Xiao Su away from here, you must believe this!"

After a moment of silence, Mrs. Lin slowly sat down on the carved oak chair beside her.

"There are three more days, the deadline for the imperial people... will come." She said tremblingly.

With sharp eyes, Feng Zhuan remained silent and did not speak.

Eight new captured federal spies were added to the latest list of prisoners of war added by the imperials.As the integrator of the Federation's intelligence network in the empire, among the many intelligence personnel he had single-line contact with, several familiar faces stood out.

He knows better than anyone else the abilities of these excellent spy colleagues. In the escape that had been prepared in advance, so few were still arrested and imprisoned. This time, the manpower and material resources invested by the empire are definitely a net. , nowhere to escape.

The enraged imperial emperor must have become extremely angry from embarrassment.

If such a crazy king of a dictatorial empire really does what he wants, and captures Xiao Su back to his side... the always calm and bold outstanding federal spy can't help shivering slightly.

Even if Xiao Su is sure that there is no danger, is it true that the entire Federation will welcome back more than 500 cold corpses?Is the emperor's disposition insane to the point of being insane?

The scene seen in the imperial prison came to mind, the whip marks and blood stains on Chesu's body were still there.His heart sank slowly, and he also fell into speechlessness.

Unable to bear the two of them facing each other with frowning faces, he stood up: "Where is Xiao Su? Is there anything unusual?"

Mrs. Lin's voice was very low: "Since he saw the news, we can no longer block the news from him."

With tears in her eyes, she shook her head slightly: "He seems to be very calm, but I always feel very restless. Zhu'an...you go and see him and talk to him more, okay?"

Nodding his head, Feng Zhuan stepped up to the second floor and pushed away the room where Chesu lived.

The bulky medical instruments at the beginning were finally removed quietly, and the single bed facing the window was covered with plain single-color bedding, and the soft bedding was folded squarely, vaguely showing traces of the military camp.

Hugging her knees, quietly like a statue in the setting sun, Chesu's quiet side face has the light and shadow of the golden sunlight outside the window.

Standing at the door for a while, Che'an's heart tightened.Just like Mrs. Lin said, looking at the quiet and thin Chesu, he also felt restless for no reason.