nebula story

With a soft moan, Chesu opened his eyes in a daze, not knowing where he was for a moment.It was getting dark all around, and the stars in the sky were shining on the unfamiliar scenery around me.On a low hill, he was half lying on the back of the soil slope, moved his body, his hands were tied behind his back?

Shaking his head vigorously, he immediately wanted to try to feel for the rope that bound his wrists behind him, and his mind was spinning rapidly: What's the situation?here it is? ...

"You're so stupid." A very soft scold sounded in the ear, "You should know that you are in a dangerous situation when you wake up. If you move around like you and the enemy finds that you are awake, is there any possibility of escape?"

The familiar and reassuring voice made Chesu suddenly relax. He turned his head and looked at the quiet and sharp eyes of his father Che'an behind him. He whispered in surprise: "Father! It's you?..."

Instead of rushing to comfort him immediately as before, Che'an's face remained serious: "It's not that I didn't teach you, in case of such a situation, continue to lie down and don't pretend to be unconscious, and slowly observe the situation around you clearly , and try something else!"

"Oh..." Chesu couldn't help showing confusion, "Father wants to test my reaction, so don't you need to tie me up?"

Looking at him quietly, Che'an's voice had a special meaning: "Xiao Su, I will untie you when the car that picks us up arrives." Looking down at his watch, he said, "Soon. "

Staring blankly at him, Chesu finally saw a strange expression on his face. "Car? What car?"

"I want to take you away." Che'an said calmly, "The war has already begun, and it's too dangerous for you to stay in the army. Maybe with an order, you will have to fly into space with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince tomorrow."

Chesu became anxious, and twisted his body uneasily, "Father, I...I can't sneak away like this. Isn't this a deserter?"

"Deserts should be deserters. The children I have worked so hard to raise are not used as cannon fodder for others." Che'an smiled slightly, "Those royal nobles, what are they, worthy of us working hard for them?"

Casual tone, but with an unquestionable decision.The middle-aged man who usually works as a handyman in Hall Manor cautiously, the strong meaning in his bright eyes is self-evident.

A little confused in his mind, Chesu tilted his head and looked at his father.Although the expression on that face was not too common, it was no stranger to him.

"Father... I still feel that I will cause trouble if I walk like this." Chesu whispered tentatively, a string in his mind moved slightly for some reason, and he did not dare to express fierce opposition, "You know, I am now It's His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's mechanic mechanic, who suddenly disappeared, and the army will not fail to track him down."

"Don't worry, they won't find us." Che'an said calmly, with a gleam in his eyes, looking at his son, "As long as you don't want to run back."

"Of course I don't want to go back. I'm just afraid of getting into trouble." Chesu blinked, "Father, you are right, it's nothing more than serving them, is it true that I was born to be loyal to them?" ?”

Staring at him with sharp eyes, Che'an said calmly: "You really think so?"

"Yeah!" Chesu nodded quickly, "I was hung up and beaten by them, how can I forget so easily!"

Frowning slightly, he moved his body uncomfortably, with a bitter face: "Father, my wrist hurts..." This is not coquettish, the way the wrist is tied is very strange, and he has been groping behind his back for a long time , not only did not untie, the original simple knot seemed to be more and more embedded in the flesh.

His face changed slightly, Che'an stretched out his hand and turned his body around, and under the faint starlight, he saw the strangle marks on his son's wrist.

"What are you messing around with?! This knot is so strong, if you don't know how to untie it, it will only get tighter and tighter!" He scolded in a low voice, but still couldn't see his son suffering, and finally stretched out his hand to untie the knot.

With a long sigh of relief, Chesu moved his hands that had just been released, and looked at the rope in his father's hand in amazement—it didn't become a long rope when it was untied, and the knot maintained a weird but orderly appearance. Loosely wound into an intricate pattern.

"Father teach me this!" He smiled, his eyes were full of curiosity.

Glancing at him, Che'an smiled.He is already a fast adult, but when he meets this kind of thing, he will still show the expression of a child.

"This knot has a name, it's called 'Nine Links'." He lifted the knot up into the air and motioned to his son, "Look carefully, I'll type it out for you."

With extremely dexterous fingers twisting three times and twice, he restored the rope to a straight strip, then asked Chesu to put his wrists together, and began to slowly show how to tie a complicated and intertwined knot.

"There is only one way to solve this kind of knot. With a special material and a high-strength soft alloy rope that cannot be easily cut, it is impossible to untie it by yourself." Che'an smiled and demonstrated again, " Have you learned it?"

After going through it in his mind, Chesu quickly confirmed the way to play the knot with his amazing memory: "Then what is the only solution?"

Che'an smiled slightly, first re-tied the knot on his wrist, and then began to teach with his hands: "Find it here, pick it with your little finger, and pay attention to wrapping it back at the place where there are two nodes on the back...See clearly? Pick and loosen continuously like this, don’t pull too hard.”

Nodding repeatedly, Chesu tossed and tested on his hands several times before he learned the solution.No wonder it is called "Nine Links", it has nine bends and eighteen bends, it is so ingenious and complicated!

"Father, can I ask you something?" He finally couldn't help it, "...Dad, did you join the imperial army before, and you weren't an ordinary soldier?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Stretching out his hand to rub his son's hair, the middle-aged man looked at him with a strange daze.He seemed to want to say something, but hesitated and held back.

"Wait for the car that picked us up to take us to our destination. I have something to say, and I'll talk to you slowly." He said gently, with such a strange look on his face.

"Oh", Chesu didn't ask any more questions, and nodded obediently.Holding his knees, he sat with his father whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

"Father, let me try this Nine Links." He suddenly chuckled, picked up the rope coquettishly, and began to gesticulate on the old man's wrist.

Smiling and letting him try, Che'an didn't stop him.

Chesu failed once before tying the knot decently, then tightened it a little more, and smiled pleasantly: "I have learned it!"

With his head raised, he half-kneeled in front of Che'an, his bright eyes reflected the starlight, and suddenly blurted out: "Father, in a month or so, I will be full."

Taking a deep look at him, Che'an's face was soft, and Fang Zheng's resolute face showed obvious doting: "Yes, Xiao Su has grown up... In a blink of an eye, it has been 18 years."

When he picked up Chesu for the first time, he was still such a soft little baby, neither crying nor fussing, when he opened his big black eyes, he just smiled at him in such a cute and cute manner, with curved eyebrows and eyes, The small mouth is like a delicate water chestnut.Time seemed to go back to 18 years ago, and countless past events flashed in his mind one by one, and his eyes were briefly lost in ecstasy.

With a slight smile, Chesu stretched out his hand, and naturally put his arms around his father's neck, resting his forehead against Che'an's chin, and said softly, "Thank you, Dad..."

"What?" Che'an was slightly taken aback, before he had time to react to his son's slightly weird words, the sudden sense of crisis from his neck made the corners of his eyes twitch!

The excellent reaction and quick response, almost at the same time when he felt that the neck muscles were being attacked, he suddenly lowered his shoulders and raised his arms to block!It's a pity that he, who was still silent in his memory just now, made an unforgivable mistake, and even encountered a predicament he had never encountered before - he was tied to his wrist with the "nine" that Chesu had just tested on him. Serial"!

With a quick and ferocious elbow, Chesu pressed his father, whose hands were bound, under his body in an extremely dangerous manner. Without giving Che'an any chance to speak, his fingers had already mercilessly pressed down on a part of Che'an's neck. At the junction of blood vessels and tendons!

With a muffled snort, Che'an's eyes showed extreme anger and anxiety, but he was no match for the damage caused by this professional technique, and fainted softly on the ground. ... The moment he closed his eyes, endless remorse and anxiety arose in his heart!

Quickly picking up the unconscious father, Chesu moved to a forest in the distance with some difficulty.According to what the old man said, someone should pick them up immediately, and those unknown people must not let him find him!After running a few hundred meters in one breath, he hastily chose a secluded and desolate jungle, far away from the side of the road where vehicles can drive.

Putting Che'an down, he quickly untied his father's hands, and tied them behind his back to a tree again.While being tied, he whispered to himself with a guilty conscience: "Don't be angry, don't be angry, dad, don't blame me!..."

After thinking about it, his eyes flashed slyly, and he deliberately changed Jiu Lianhuan's play style to a small place. This small trap is set, if he wakes up and solves it according to the original solution, it will definitely become more and more chaotic.Although it shouldn't be able to trap Dad in the end, it shouldn't be a problem to stop him for a while!

Stretching out his hand, he took out a lot of things from his father's arms, using knives, military stabs, invisible fire folds... He couldn't help praising: I knew that my father had a lot of good things on him, but it was an exaggeration!

After studying for a while, his eyes lit up, and he found something he expected: a watch with a recording device!Open the side, a small row of buttons as small as sesame seeds!

After removing his father's watch, he quickly figured out how to use the recording function.Pointing the watch at his mouth, he lightly pressed the recording start button.

"Father, I'm sorry." He said quietly, "I have to go back. Since this war has already begun, the empire will always fight it. If I hide, someone else will go to the battlefield. I don't want to run away. "

In the silent forest, there was a breeze passing by, blowing his slightly long hair, his voice was soft and firm: "Father, I am not working for the royal family and the empire, but for myself - I promised something, I don't want to Not keeping promises."

The faces of His Royal Highness Fern and the Emperor of Kent appeared in front of his eyes. He smiled slightly, a little shy and proud: "Father, your son is great, and many people can't do without me."

From childhood to adulthood, Dad has done too much for him, just like always taking care of a baby bird that can't grow up.

However, since his birthday is about to be celebrated, he should be able to make some decisions by himself, right? ...Yes, this is his decision, no matter what, he will return to that special mecha cockpit, where there is the meaning of his existence, and there is a partner waiting for him to fight side by side—His Royal Highness Fern!

"After the war is over, I'll go back to Hall Manor to find you. Daddy, you can beat or scold you whatever you want!" He looked up at the starry sky. Although it was a cruel battlefield, it was also a world of freedom that he loved so much. "Father, don't worry about me, I will come back safely!"

The starlight reflected on his young and handsome eyes, he was extremely confident and determined.He took a last look at his father with nostalgia, he judged the direction, and ran quickly towards the outside of the forest!In the silent dense forest, his nimble and slender figure was like a young leopard just out of the cage, blowing a gust of passing breeze.

In the dark blue and boundless space, countless stars are laid out in the black velvet-like universe, forming a series of bright or dark galaxies. The bright ones are like jade belts, and the dim ones are like undercurrents.

On the only way to Fisher's planet, countless planetary satellites live in a magnificent nebula corridor.In this star field named "Cacchino Corridor", there are countless planets densely distributed, which seem to be intimate in the astronomical telescope, but in fact they are separated by countless light years.Whether it is the empire on the planet Lensell or the federation on the Gotha star, there are very few planets that can detect the interstellar space coordinates and find that there are resources available.

Star Fisher, which is located in the corner of the "Kacchino Corridor", not only has a moderate distance and is rich in energy crystals, but also happens to be in the middle of almost the same distance from the Federation and the Empire. No matter in terms of strategy or resources, there are two sides. The battleground.

And now, on this important interstellar route, a group of huge imperial warships are traveling at a constant speed in the corridor of the Kachino Nebula.

Unlike the small and medium-sized fleets that have been heading to the front line one after another these days, the number and scale of this fleet are obviously much larger.There are as many as dozens of motherships that can accommodate ten thousand people, and various medium-sized frigates and supply ships with different functions sail around dozens of motherships in an orderly manner.

In the central mothership group directly ahead, in a large central ship shaped like a spindle with a dark blue and black body, the door of the meeting room is tightly closed.Sitting on both sides of the long conference table are the most powerful people in the entire imperial army.

——Except for the commander-in-chief of the Imperial Army, Shilling Green, who had already gone to the front line of Star Fisher, who was not there, the deputy marshals of the Imperial Army who were left behind all gathered in this large mothership, and the young man sitting in the middle was in a military posture. Tall and straight, with a handsome face, he is the current real commander of the imperial army—His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Empire, Fern.

On the small LCD board in front of everyone, the three-dimensional demonstration map of the electronic sand table was slowly rotating, and the complex terrain and mountain range on Fisher's planet were clearly presented.

"The battle report sent by Marshal Green shows that the Gotha Star Federation has a very strong fighting spirit." A senior chief of staff was speaking, with a slightly anxious tone, "On the second day after our declaration of war, the Federation mobilized The extremely large army marched to Planet Fisher, even moving much faster than us."

Up to now, the Federation still refuses to admit that they are the provocateurs of the war, but their reactions and actions have fully exposed their long-hidden intention to fight and kill!

"Our empire has always adhered to His Majesty's will in the reclamation of Fisher Star, and has not actively responded to the advance of the federal military. The advantageous military fortresses and strongholds have been occupied by the other party. We have only obtained some actual benefits from mining." A chief of staff smiled wryly, "—but now everyone has seen that as long as the Federation relies on its military superiority, once a war breaks out, won't our mineral resources be swallowed up?"

On the electronic sand table, the situation of restoring the balance of forces a month or two ago has quietly changed, and the green mark representing the federal army has gradually encroached on more theaters.

The remote communication system was turned on, and Marshal Green's slightly tired face appeared on the visible screen.

"His Royal Highness, I'm sorry." His complexion was not very good, and the days of battle left obvious marks on it, "I did not lead the imperial army to bring better results."

His Royal Highness Fern's face was calm: "Marshal has worked hard. It is our previous underestimation and made a subjective mistake."

Yes, the Federation has invested much more ground troops than they expected, and their combat capabilities are also very strong. There is a great sense of oppression coming from the Federation Army—like them, the Federation Army Some people seem to have been waiting for this opportunity to start a war for a long time.Once caught, they are even more impatient than Marshal Oten of the Empire!

"As for the Federation, who is currently in charge of the battle at the front?" His Highness Fern asked.

Marshal Green quickly replied: "It is General Xie Zhan, who has always been the toughest among the hawks." Following his words, the face of a federal general appeared on the central light curtain in front of everyone. He was about 50 or [-] years old and had an extremely temperament. Cold and solemn.

"Xie Zhan, aged 48. He was born in a military family. His father, Xie Ruifeng, just passed away two years ago. He has always been one of the most famous and important leaders among the previous generation of hawks in the Federation. Xie Zhan has joined the army and has never left. The army has inherited his father's hawkish thinking and style, and is the most powerful general in the current federal military. In fact, he can almost be regarded as the strongest leader in the federal military." After a pause, Marshal Green suddenly interjected , "However, there is one strange thing. The father and son supposedly have the same political views, and Xie Zhan is the only eldest son in the family who joined the army, but the relationship between the father and son is very bad."

"What does this have to do with the war?" A chief of staff next to him seemed a little strange.

"Ah, I just think it may be equally important to know the temperament of the enemy general." Marshal Green smiled awkwardly, and continued to introduce in detail, "According to the information collected by our empire, Xie Zhan is extremely talented. His intention to participate in politics is also very obvious, and he has even been highly valued by these elected presidents. In the nine-member cabinet, he has already had a record of three consecutive re-elections."

His eyes narrowed slightly, and His Royal Highness Fern said: "Let such an important military official directly participate in politics?"

A senior staff member beside him sighed: "It's that bad. The belligerent factor of the Gotha Star Federal Government has been very inflated."

Another deputy marshal nodded: "The most troublesome thing is that this General Xie Zhan is not only good at fighting, he also has talent and capital."

That's right, everyone who has watched the replays of these days' battles in detail, no matter how reluctant they are, has to admit that the military talent of this important federal general cannot be underestimated!

Precise and thoughtful strategic deployment, calm and self-controlled coordination ability are perfectly embodied in this federal general.Ever since he came to the front line of Fisher Star to command the battle, the originally stalemate war situation began to tilt, making the pressure on Marshal Green increasing day by day.

In recent days, the small battles that caused the imperial army to suffer heavy losses were all under his personal command.

"His combat style is a bit similar to that of Marshal Au Teng. If Marshal Ao Teng hadn't died suddenly of illness, maybe..." a chief of staff murmured and sighed.

Everyone felt a little sad.That's right, the chief of staff's words happened to be the regret of many people.In the previous electronic military sand table deduction, the fierce and decisive style of the former Empire General Marshal Otten may really compete with this federal general.

It's a pity that Marshal Ao Teng, who was always in good health, suddenly had a heart attack one night before the start of the war, and sadly passed away in his Marshal's Mansion.This major change not only dampened the morale of the army to a certain extent, but also caused His Majesty the Emperor, who had a deep personal friendship with him, to fall ill overnight, which also affected the mood of the people.

Looking around coldly at the gloomy crowd around him, His Royal Highness Fern stood up slowly, his upright figure was as tall and straight as a snowy pine, and the coldness in his blue eyes was even thicker: "I don't know if Marshal Ao Teng can be with you." This federal general is capable of fighting, but I know that if he is alive, he will definitely be ashamed of seeing the mental outlook of everyone here!"