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Chapter 6 We are defeated(1/2)

There is a silent picture on the TV.

The lens was taken from outer space.

In the dark and vast space background, stars shine and embellish.

In the distance of the camera, dense conical objects float quietly, and this scene is both spectacular and weird.

Chen Feng, who had been in the army for two months, learned about these conical things.

It is the starry fleet that the world government is proud of, representing the highest level of human science and technology, and is known to open the next chapter of the era.

Thousands of large motherships, tens of thousands of frigates, and nearly 100,000 small and medium-sized combat ships were reorganized.

Next to the fleet, several large space stations are intensively producing colonial ships with a passenger capacity of 200,000.

Nearly 100 colonial ships have been built. Just when the life freezing technology has undergone the final reliability verification and breakthrough progress has been made, 20 million people will enter the colonial ships and take the most distant step into space.

Such a huge fleet stacked together looks spectacular.

Suddenly, under the background of the universe, a ray of light suddenly appeared in the fleet.

Immediately afterwards, light flashed one after another in space, rising and falling, almost illuminating the dark universe.

This was an explosion. In a very short period of time, these more than 100,000 warships exploded together.

In the blink of an eye, the more than 100,000 space ships turned into dazzling fireworks and completely dissipated into space.

The pictures on TV are so beautiful that they are desperate.

Tens of millions of people in the fleet lost their lives in an instant.

The most proud force of humanity so far disappeared in an instant.

A narration appears on TV.

"This is the scene five minutes ago. Our starry fleet was destroyed."

The voice of the narrator was very calm, but it was filled with sadness and despair.

Chen Feng knew who the owner of this voice was.

When he was still in the army, he often heard the owner of this voice speak on TV.

This is the current leader of the world government.

As soon as the words on the TV ended, a huge disc-shaped black shadow appeared in the camera at an extremely fast speed from far to near.

The flying speed of the Shadow is incredibly fast, but no medium is used to propel behind its flight path, indicating that the Shadow's propulsion method is different from the energy technology mastered by all humans.

This is exactly the thing hanging in the air that Chen Feng saw last time.

After breaking through the fragmentation zone composed of the wreckage of the Starry Fleet, the black shadow suddenly stopped in space.

The moment when a giant changed from extreme movement to extreme static, it completely violated the law of inertia, which made Chen Feng feel extremely distraught, like a cat scratching glass in his ears, making him dizzy and nauseous.

Immediately afterwards, the TV screen disappeared, leaving only darkness, but the previous commentary sound did not stop.

The owner of the voice continued to say in an indescribable tone: "I'm sorry. We were defeated. We have prepared for today for five hundred years, but we are still defeated. We can't even do even a slight resistance. Sorry..."

The sound gradually faded.

Four words suddenly appeared on the TV, "Signal interruption".

It turns out that these people knew from the very beginning that this day would be there.

The Star Fleet, the military system and other systems are all for the preparations made today.

It’s just that the strength of the enemy and us is too great. No matter how strong the ant’s nest is, it will be futile in the face of the world-destroying flood.

This is not even a cart blocker.

He felt a little bit in his heart. Chen Feng's nose suddenly became itchy. He subconsciously rubbed it. He put down his hand and saw that the back of his hand was covered with sticky red blood, and he didn't know when it was leaking.

Well, that ghost thing must have entered the atmosphere, right?

It's exactly the same as last time.

The TV exploded without warning and the lights suddenly dimmed.

Chen Feng's vision turned white again, and the familiar and unfamiliar tearing pain surged from all parts of his body again.

After having experience once, although he was mentally prepared, he was still unable to resist this kind of pain from the soul.

He slowly fell to the ground.

Before he died, he only cursed in his heart.

Just know that's the case, it's useless to hide underground.

...

Open your eyes.

It's almost dawn again.

Chen Feng lay quietly on the bed, rubbing his fingers with his fingers, and waiting for the pain to fade away and his mind was free. He memorized the melodies of "Bored" and "It's Late Night" twice in his heart.

Then he slowly sat up, hugged his knees with his hands, and was filled with thoughts and felt a little melancholy in his heart.

He died so suddenly when he first dreamed that he had no idea what had happened, so he didn't feel anything.

This time, I learned some of the causes and consequences, and was shocked that human beings would really perish in a thousand years, so his emotions fluctuated a little more.

But in fact, he has no intersection with that world, nothing that cannot be given up, so he always feels isolated from the world thousands of years later.

Until now, he has not been 100% sure whether it is reality or an extremely real dream, because whether it is a dream or reality, there are many unreasonable aspects.

But he couldn't stop feeling sorry for the demise of the entire human civilization.

This is so sad. The entire civilization worked hard for five hundred years, but in the end it was still destroyed in the blink of an eye.

In the vast universe, human beings are too humble and insignificant.

This is a very difficult feeling, with a sense of compassion and powerlessness to turn things around, and there is still some regret and loss.

It took a long time before Chen Feng broke free from this complicated emotion.

He smiled self-deprecatingly and thought to himself, so what if that is true?

Even if humans really perish in a thousand years, so what?

What does it have to do with me?

Whether now or a thousand years later, I am just an insignificant ordinary person.

What can I change?

What other people's business can I control?

I have tried my best to take care of myself.

Chen Feng jumped out of bed and said subconsciously: "Xiaowei, make me a cup..."

Forget it, why did you make the same mistake again?

Chen Feng shrugged and made breakfast by himself. He put two buns of hot milk into the microwave and pressed the button.

With a crunch, a slight crisp sound came from the microwave.

The ceiling light in the kitchen went out and the power supply tripped.

White smoke rose from behind the microwave, and a burnt smell filled the kitchen.

The microwave is burned.

He hadn't used a microwave for a year, and he was a little absent-minded and forgot to not put the metal objects in it.

Unlucky, say less than one or two hundred and two hundred are gone.

Chen Feng murmured and went to the bathroom to wash.

While pouring water into the mouthwash cup, he swept the mirror from the corner of his eyes and saw his slightly pale face in the mirror, and was stunned for a moment.

He remembered very clearly that his skin color was not like this before.

Although the apartment housekeeper does not count as high-intensity work outdoors, he still often walks around outside.

Chen Feng's original body was not too strong, but he was not thin, and his skin color was very standard, neither yellow nor white.

But the face in the mirror showed a morbid pale look, which seemed to be a serious sub-health state caused by lack of exercise and sunlight.

Chen Feng was puzzled.

I had just slept for one night, what's going on?

Has my physical changes in my dream inherited from outside?

This time he had hardly left the house in his dream.

Anyway, Xiaowei will prepare everything, and he also knows that he will die sooner or later, so it doesn’t matter whether he exercises or not.

So in the last two or three months in the dream, his health and skin color have indeed become like this.

Considering that there was no difference between the last awakening, he thought it would be the same this time, so he did not pay attention to it at all.
To be continued...
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