Chapter 1115 Light Castle
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Not long after the Fallen Angel left the Talida star system, Kyrenia sent a message asking him why he had been there for so long. It was just a hostage exchange. How did it take so much time? The completion ceremony of the first warship production line still needs him To give a speech.
This was something that was determined a few days ago, and Kylinia specially wrote a manuscript for him to recite. But she didn't know that Captain Tang had already thrown that manuscript into the trash can, and Claire dumped it into the trash bin.
With a large number of engineering teams working day and night, the completion of the first space production line for destroyers and light cruiser-class warships is indeed something to be happy about. However, he was not very interested in speeches and ribbon-cutting, even though many guests had already arrived in the Dilar star system, including Connor, the former head of the Babylonian branch of the Redeemer Humanitarian Foundation who once helped him speak ?Raphael.
He hated this kind of formalism and felt it was bureaucratic and meaningless. However, as the person in charge of the Morning Star casting, he had to attend the ceremony, talk about the scene, and meet those prominent figures in the Star Alliance society.
He had a headache, a real headache. Fortunately, the sudden change gave him an excuse to miss the ceremony.
He told Kyrenia what happened in the Talida star system, and then sent a video file, and under the angry and helpless eyes of the woman, he pressed the stop button.
When people knew that the appalling tragedy happened in the Talida star system, the city in the sky was reduced to the city of bones, and all of this may be related to the armed forces of God, Captain Tang drove the spaceship to pursue the dark power, and dedicated himself to the safety of mortals. Power. Would they still blame him for not attending the ceremony? Obviously not, people will praise him for putting the overall situation first, appreciate his contributions to society, and think that he is a good person with a sense of responsibility and justice.
Zhao Jiali didn't know what he was thinking, and said innocently: "You are really a very nice person, I am proud to have a friend like you."
Captain Tang honestly smirked. Claire rubbed her temples with her hands, looking dumbfounded. Few people knew Captain Tang better than her, and no one knew what he was thinking better than her.
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It took about a day for the Fallen Angel to arrive at the star system of the capital of the Date Republic, and successfully crossed the outer warp interception network, appearing in the distant space of Krengel Star.
The unique shield system of the Fallen Angel was activated immediately after leaving the wormhole, and the beams from the space-based reconnaissance facilities were absorbed and shielded, and it was discovered by the garrison navy in a short period of time.
The Iramoch star system is located in the heart of the Republic of Date,
The scale is even smaller than that of the Alcubado star system. There is only one planet orbiting "Iramoch" --- Krengel, and "Iramoch" itself is a red dwarf star.
As the capital star system of a country, this is obviously a bit petty. It is not a binary star system like the Duma star system of the Star Alliance, and it is not like the Sokatu star system of the Sauron Empire, which has a diamond planet that attracts worldwide attention. The case of planets is different.
The reason why the Republic of Date uses the Iramok star system as its national capital is because there is an ancient city on the Krengel star --- Juguang City.
Perhaps because Zhao Jiali knew that he was about to say goodbye to Tang Fang and the others, Zhao Jiali was a little depressed, and he no longer chattered around Claire as before. In fact, the age difference between the two is not too far, but it makes people feel that there is a big difference. One is so stable, and the other is innocent like a little girl.
Fortunately, this situation came and went quickly, as if she had figured out something, she jumped to the place near the door, looked at the people on the bridge and said: "Although I don't like this place, but to be honest, Torch City is A very beautiful city."
Tang Fang and Claire walked up to her and said with a smile, "I'm used to seeing the bare ground of Lachesis, so it's a pleasure to enjoy the scenery of Torchlight City."
"Then... Miss Ben will be your tour guide." She smiled brightly, her teeth were as white as pearls: "Mr. Bukharin, Mr. Aros, do you want to come together?"
The way she waved her hands has a special appeal, which makes people feel lighter.
"Ah, I forgot, someone needs to be here to guard the battleship." The smile disappeared, and she became a little depressed.
"It doesn't matter." Tang Fang clapped his hands, the safety door opened, and a GHOST walked into the bridge: "After we leave, he will drive the Angel to leave, and he will return here to meet him after the matter is settled."
The veteran hasn't spoken much since returning to the Fallen Angel, and he looks preoccupied.
Lev Milonovich Bukharin walked over and pulled him up from the ground: "The little girl invites us so warmly, don't look like strangers are not allowed to enter, it hurts, just treat it as a gift." My face."
Aros glanced at him and didn't speak, apparently not intending to give him this face.
"You're going to make her cry like you did..."
"Got it." The veteran interrupted him, picked up the lighter on the coffee table, and walked towards Zhao Jiali who was full of expectation.
Lev Milonovich Bukharin shrugged, pointed his middle finger at his back, and muttered in a low voice: "If you can't even handle it, I'm still the boss of some black bang."
A special operations transport ship broke away from the belly of the Fallen Angel and headed for Krengel.
Five minutes later, the energy ball at the tail of the Fallen Angel rippled in a circle, and the light traces like water waves spread across the ship, and disappeared into this space in the blink of an eye, missing.
With the help of Emma, the special operations transport ship carefully avoided the monitoring of Krengel star space-based equipment and patrol fleet, cut into the area where Torch City is located from the dividing line between night and day, and finally landed in a mountain designated by Zhao Jiali between.
It was already evening, and the light of "Iramoch" passed through the woodland, shining on the jet-black hull of the special operations transport ship, painting it with a warm color. Zhao Jiali took Claire's hand and ran out of the cabin, looked up at the sunset, took a deep breath, said: "The time is right." Then he rushed to the forest ahead with Claire.
When Tang Fang, Aros, and Bukharin came out of the cabin, there were only two looming figures left among the trees.
"This girl is not afraid of getting lost." Bukharin shook his head, looked at the sky, then switched the mobile video device to compass mode, and found that the two were running in the right direction.
Because there is a dense forest in front of him, he cannot drive a vehicle, Tang Fang shook his head and had to choose to walk: "Let's go."
The three of them walked forward for a while, and as the trees became denser and thinner, and as the height increased, they could faintly hear the roar of a car engine, mixed with the conversation between Zhao Jiali and Claire.
When they set foot on the ridge, they found that the terrain in front of them tended to be flat, and the clean and bright road stretched under their feet, and curved and twisted in the distance, forming a very visually impactful mountain-circling driveway.
Today, when shipping has become the mainstream long-distance transportation method, few people choose road transportation. Whether it is out of feelings or from a historical and cultural perspective, in short, this mountain driveway gave him a special sense of intimacy.
"Hey...we are here." The girl's shout woke him up, he smiled helplessly, jumped down the hillside with the two behind him, crossed the driveway, and entered the protruding cliff area ahead.
As the altitude slowly increases, the closer you are to where Zhao Jiali and Claire are, the wider your field of vision will be.
Until he stepped on the stairs and reached the carefully built platform on the top of the cliff area, the scene that jumped into his eyes surprised his eyes all of a sudden. Only at this moment did he truly appreciate the beauty of Torch City.
The Torch City existed long before the founding of the Date Republic, and it is a relic of the Star Alliance era, no, it should be said to be a legacy.
There is a Pinghu Lake surrounded by mountains, and in the center of the lake stands a huge torch dyed golden by the setting sun.
Around this flat lake, there are stepped buildings on the outskirts of the white lake beach, radiating to the gradually rising mountains in the distance. The road around the mountain ends there, and the greenery covering the world embraces this pearl. There is a whitish white left by the shuttle in the sky, and occasionally water birds can be seen flying from the lake bank to the place where the sun falls.
The slightly moist wind blows to the face, washing away the wind and dust on the body, and clearing away the distracting thoughts in the mind.
No wonder Zhao Jiali wanted him to stay here. From here, you can see the beautiful scenery of the entire Torch City. Green hills and clear waters, setting sun at night, white beaches, flying birds, golden-roofed mansions... Although this place does not have the accumulation of culture and history like the earth, the cradle of human civilization, it also has a place in the history of interstellar development.
Zhao Jiali looked at the lake while holding onto the railing, and shouted, "It's been 7 years... I'm back here again. I'm fine, how are you?"
Claire was puzzled and asked who she was talking to. The girl said that it was those little friends who accompanied her to grow up. It is mountains, trees, water, stars in the sky, and charming torches in the distance.
"You know... this reminds me of the dusk in Ksumer." Bukharin climbed over the fence at some point, and sat on the top of the cliff without any scruples, his gaze fell on the sunset glow of the western mountain.
"Hmm." Aros didn't say much, just agreed softly.
Bukharin held up the slightly whitish photo, held it above his head, and placed it under the setting sun, watching the sun turn the faces in the photo into gold.
Seeing the photo in his hand, Zhao Jiali suddenly suggested, "Let's take a photo."
Tang Fang shook his head and said helplessly, "Is this considered an occupational disease?"
Claire pushed him: "Didn't you always please girls? Why are you becoming as annoying as Howson now?"
"Hey, hey... you're always the one who knows how to behave."
Claire said so, even Aros, who was most afraid of trouble, had to sell her face.
Tang Fang originally thought it was just a group photo taken with a mobile video camera, just like when Bukharin posted the group photo of the two on Facebook and pretended to be an X, and at the same time paved the way for the whitewashing of the Red Martyr Party.
Who knew that Zhao Jiali opened the backpack placed on the stone table next to him, took out a retro-style high-precision camera from it, and then took out the folding bracket and fixed it on the ground under the dull eyes of everyone.
When she fixed the camera and was about to adjust the lens, she saw that there was something wrong with the eyes of the people on the opposite side.
"Have you forgotten... I'm a photographer."
"So, you have an occupational disease." This sentence was said to Zhao Jiali, but his eyes slanted to Claire beside him.
The girl ignored him and moved slightly closer to make room for Bukharin.
Zhao Jiali adjusted the angle and focus, expanded the scenery of Torchlight City, set the timing function, and quickly ran back to Tang Fang.
The current order is that she and Claire are standing next to Tang Fang, and Bukharin and Aros are slightly behind.
In terms of taking pictures, Tang Fang's attitude is a bit like Aros's, not very interested, and even in the eyes of outsiders, there is a feeling of deliberately avoiding the camera. In fact, he didn't understand why this happened, just like right now, his expression was always somewhat unnatural.
Aros's face remained the same, as hard as a rock, and he couldn't see a fixed point of smile. Maybe it's because everyone has already accepted his character and has no sense of disobedience.
Claire smiled very gently, and Zhao Jiali smiled very romantically. Bukharin put his left arm around Aros' shoulder, clenched his fist with his right hand, gave a thumbs up, and tried to open his mouth, revealing a row of shiny silver teeth. It looked a little funny, and he couldn't see the seriousness of the black BANG leader.
Just a second before the shutter was about to fall, he yelled a word, not "Eggplant", not "Qian", and not "Tian Qi".
"Come on, one, two, three, open the room!"
Aros's face was exposed to the sun like an iceberg, showing signs of loosening. Tang Fang had a strange expression of astonishment mixed with fantasy, which was much more natural than the stiff smile just now.
Claire no longer smiled softly, and burst out laughing. The expression on Zhao Jiali's face was the most exaggerated, from brilliant to unbelievable, and then to dumbfounded.
The indicator light flashes, the shutter falls, and the scenery in the demonstration frame freezes. The vivid and interesting faces of Tang Fang, Claire and others were also retained.
Aros glanced at him and walked away. Claire shook her head and smiled wryly, and finally understood why Tang Fang always had an inexplicable smile in his eyes every time he mentioned the leader of the black bang.
She wasn't Elena, so naturally she wouldn't be so shy because of Bukharin's "open house" that she wanted to find a crack in the ground to sneak in.
She was really curious, how did such a guy become the boss of the Red Martyrs' gang of scoundrels.
Zhao Jiali woke up from the astonishment, and pinched the face of the leader of the black bang: "You old pervert, you are talking nonsense again."
"Hey, my little aunt, take it easy, it hurts a lot." Bukharin said aggrievedly, "I also did this to let everyone be more natural. Look at that photo, how vivid it is. It's more vivid than what you gave to the crew of the Red Beret." They did a much better job.”
"Really?" The girl glanced at the preview picture, and let go of her hand pinching his face: "I also think this picture is very good."
Not a posing for a photo, more like a happy moment in family life. (To be continued.) Mobile phone users please browse and read for a better reading experience.