Wandering Spaceship in Deep Space Chapter 342: The military song is loud and bright

As Zhang Yuan finished his speech, almost all the onlookers gathered in twos and threes and started talking in low voices, their voices getting louder and louder. As expected, it caused an extremely huge sensation!

"...Lao Ma, how did you live? It's really you?! Isn't it a robot?"

"Get out of your robot!"

"Do you remember that when you were a kid, you pulled out your stool in class?"

"Roll your shit...but I don't know what's going on. I'm in this world as soon as I open my eyes, but now I can only live in the computer."

Someone is using a mobile phone to communicate with people in the virtual world. It's incredible...really incredible!

People can actually live in computers! Have humans already mastered such technology?

Next, came the science popularization link of virtual world and consciousness uploading.

The soldiers who had died in the past are expressing their feelings in the virtual world these days on the screen.

"Friends, feel that...there is not much difference."

It looks like a real resurrection, you can talk, walk, think, and even your memory has not changed!

Of course, they are not in the current world, but the virtual world No. 13.

This feeling of being lost and regained makes all those who have lost their relatives and friends can't help crying at the screen. No matter what, it's much better than really dying. Only a small number of people did not find their relatives, and they were still crying there. For these people, the government sent special staff to comfort them.

Diplomat Wang Junpeng stroked his chin, not knowing how to describe this mood in his heart.

A super project that has been concealed for so long, no matter how careful it is, there are some clues, especially when a large number of Gliese people enter the virtual world. How can this implementation hide diplomats like them?

When the speculation became a fact, he breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, he also understood the worries of the high-level civilization.

He seemed to see that the game between idealists and humanity had already begun, and just today, all ordinary people have participated in the battlefield...This war has reached a real white-hot.

It's just that most people don't know it.

Xu Jie, including his close friends, and his wife, are all discussing the resurrection of these soldiers, and the virtual world that they can enter after aging and death... Infinitely beautiful?

This kind of emotion is happy, suspicious, and worried. It is very complicated, very complicated...

He turned his head silently and said softly: "Hey, I don't doubt the idealist spirit of justice at all. I just suspect that the ugliness and snobbery of human nature will destroy this beauty."

"The Soviet Union is a typical example, born of greatness, and died of shame..."

He turned and walked into the darkness. An old song was playing on his phone, sighing the complexity and fragility of human beings.

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After this speech is over, Kunlun Mountain is expected to start again on the next third day.

Since the design of the entire spacecraft was distributed in the original design, and even the engine was distributed in design, even if one-fifth of the area is destroyed, it will not affect the acceleration mode of gravitational navigation, nor will it affect the rest. Performance.

But before the official departure, there is one last thing to complete the aftermath of the war.

It is also the star burial ceremony of the dead soldiers.

Although a large number of seriously injured patients were uploaded with emergency awareness, more than a thousand soldiers died on the spot.

These unfortunate people are truly dead, and there is no way to save them again...

The most precious thing for people is their lives. In order to protect their mothership, these soldiers have lost their most precious things. This spirit is worthy of passing on.

So, whether it's a show or a morale boost, the star burial ceremony this time is quite grand. Some of the people in the crowd had cried into tears, and all the soldiers present sent them off with military salutes.

And Zhang Yuan was silent, watching the distant starry sky...

The trumpeter yelled from the front.

"Salute!"

"Silence!"

The impact of war is far-reaching and long-lasting. If you can’t survive the mentality, people have to go back and behave like turtles, and all plans have failed; to survive is a broad world, and a spiritual transformation is completed.

A writer watched the entire star burial ceremony, and wrote in his own work: "...this period of suffering history can completely satisfy all the romantic fantasies of a man. This war was born in one piece. The forest is cold and dark, without seeing any matter and the void of hope."

"The evil alien civilization tried to seize the mothership of mankind, with more excellent technical means, strangling the human throat! But the fire of resistance ignited the Kunlun Mountain, accompanied by the angry roar of nuclear bombs—that is The signal of a human counterattack!"

"The most earth-shattering war in the history of the new civilization was born. No war can be compared with its vigor. This is a heroic army. Without electronic communication, it used its own life to delay time. ."

"...Although Kunlun Mountain is big, we have nowhere to go. Behind us are all the people!"

"Perhaps, hundreds of thousands of years later, this period of history can indeed become a valuable asset."

In the distant sky, military songs are loud and loud, representing the strong will of mankind to explore the distance.

"Let the fire of revolution burn in the entire universe,

Destroy all the cathedral prisons.

From the center of the galaxy to the outside of the astrolabe,

Hey, humans are the most powerful among the stars.

Human warriors, polish up the bayonet,

Hold the gun firmly in your hand.

We should all become more tenacious as we fight,

Desperately on the battlefield with the enemy.

Death is on the battlefield..."

Amidst the loud military songs, the bones of these soldiers turned into a raging fire. The ashes are scattered into the sea of ​​stars, everything comes from the stars, everything goes from the stars, this is the ultimate destination of all life.

Zhang Yuan also feels sour eyes. Many times he also feels confused and apprehensive. Especially with the emergence of a sudden war, he also doubts whether human beings are still a little too immature.

Perhaps, in another three to five hundred years, it will be easier for humans to venture out again.

But soon he will regain his senses, because according to the calculations of New Civilization History, mankind can't wait for three to five hundred years.

Every step of mankind is difficult, especially after Zhao Qingfeng and other older generations entered the virtual world, he is already the oldest generation, and must pass on the spirit and will of the ancestors.

Just thinking about it~IndoMTL.com~he suddenly coughed violently.

"What's the matter with you?" Lin Xuanxuan hurriedly supported him, "Do you want to go to the hospital for an examination?"

"It's nothing," Zhang Yuan shook his head and smiled barely, "It's just that he overstretched when beating the aliens, and it hasn't been relieved yet."

"Don't worry, the blow of the opponent is really relieved..."

Lin Xuanxuan was silent and did not speak for a long time.

As the memorial ceremony progressed, not only many people shed tears at the scene, but also the people watching on TV in Kunlun Mountains felt the same emotions...

Deep and sad.

Goodbye, brothers, thank you for your protection.

We will not disappoint your expectations. If there is an afterlife, you will be able to see a stronger civilization.

Definitely!