Eight Hundred and Fifty Fourth Despair

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Time: the end of 2026.

Location: An ice cave on the surface of Jupiter.

Recorder: Wang Zhifei.

I feel very lost now, very, very lost. Just now, I saw the alien fleet take off collectively, and hundreds of warships flew into the sky. Then, I saw the two fleets fighting fiercely, one alien after another The Star Wars ship sank in a nuclear explosion.

At that time, my heart was so excited that it was about to explode. That was the fleet, our fleet, and the human fleet!

After two years, I finally waited for the human fleet, finally kept the clouds open to see the moon, finally, finally!

I wish I could grow wings and fly directly into the sky. My only thought is to contact the fleet as soon as possible, but how? Even if I got in touch, who would know that I was a person?

I clearly see the hope of getting out of the sea of ​​suffering, but I can't grasp it no matter what, what should I do? What should I do?

Forget it, try it out.

Seeing this, Ye Han's heart tightened all of a sudden, his eyes crossed the two blank lines, and immediately looked at the following content:

I want to open it, and I have to try it anyway. I want to try it with optical signals, so I turned out the laser gun, but it has been left for too long, and the battery has long been useless.

Lighting three piles of fire can also mean calling for help, but there is no way to start a fire in this damn place.

Mirror reflection? I have no mirror, and it is not daytime.

I thought about it for a long time, and all the methods I could think of were useless. They all said that there is no unparalleled road, but where is my road?

Two more blank lines.

It's been a month in the blink of an eye, and I'm really desperate.

I tried a lot of methods, but none of them worked. Finally, I carved an SOS with a saber. I hope the fleet can see it. Even if they can't take me back, at least let the fleet know that there is someone like me on Europa.

But the signal I waited for was really inconspicuous, and the wait lasted for several months.

All this time I've been watching the battle in the sky,

I really hope that the Third Fleet will win, but I am disappointed. The battle situation has been a stalemate from the beginning. The alien fleet is very tenacious, blocking the Third Fleet, and the Third Fleet has never been able to approach Zero.

Or the fleet has seen my signal, but they can't even get close, let alone pick me up.

Am I doomed to be alone here all my life? I can not be reconciled!

I asked Zaza if I could get a battleship. I wanted to snatch a battleship and leave, but Zaza said he couldn't do it. He and his companions are infantry, and they are not even qualified to approach a battleship, let alone Open the battleship.

I asked him where the battleship was parked, and I planned to grab it by myself, but he said he didn't know.

I want to find it by myself, but there is no alien to lead the way, I can't even tell the direction, what should I do?

Here are two more blank lines:

It has been a few months since the arrival of the Third Fleet. I went from ecstasy at the beginning, to loss later, then madness, and finally despair.

I'm not a person who gives up easily, but I really can't help it. In half a year, I carved the SOS and the national flag. I sat next to them countless times and looked up at the sky, looking up at the battle fleet, but no one ever saw it. Give me a glance, even if it gives me a signal.

But no, nothing.

I wanted to make some more conspicuous signals, but they were stopped by aliens. These guerrillas did not want to attract the attention of the government forces. I wanted to attack behind their backs, but they sent people to follow me, inseparable.

What should I say? Who am I to blame? And who is to blame?

Who makes me not a person? Now I am an alien in the eyes of human beings, only he. Mom is an alien! ! !

There are not many words in this paragraph, but both the handwriting and the narration are full of resentment. Ye Han didn't like it very much. He couldn't imagine how sad it would be if what happened to Wang Zhifei happened to him.

After another two lines, the already ugly handwriting became even more scribbled:

I'm done, I'm going to be done.

During the recent period, I have always felt that my body is not right, but I have not found anything. Until today, I found that my eyes were congested, my mouth was not quite right, my whole body was weak, and I even struggled to breathe.

I thought of Brother Huang, and those aliens who died inexplicably.

Is it my turn now? It's my turn, it's my turn, anyway, it's meaningless to live, it's better to die.

Let’s just write here, I hope this diary will see the light of day again one day, and I don’t want to correct the name, that is, let people know what happened to us.

Time cannot go backwards, and life cannot be repeated. If I can go back to the past, I will definitely, definitely never join the army, join the fleet, let alone join the expeditionary force.

At this point, the diary came to an abrupt end.

Ye Han flipped back without giving up, but couldn't find half a word behind it.

Closing the diary, Ye Han felt as if a piece was missing in his heart, feeling empty and uncomfortable, and sad as if something was blocked.

Although there are no other records later, Ye Han can imagine what happened to Wang Zhifei later, which made his already depressed mood even heavier.

The heaviness is not only because of Wang Zhifei, but also other captured soldiers. According to the diary, those prisoners who stayed in the dungeon are probably still alive, so what is their situation now? And what did the aliens get from them?

Ye Han couldn't help thinking of the naval guns on the alien warship.

Could the naval gun technology mastered by aliens be revealed by the captured personnel?

He didn't want to think so, but he had to.

If the artillery technology of the aliens is related to the captured personnel, then we can be sure that what they revealed to the aliens is definitely more than just the technology of artillery. It's not a good thing to give to aliens either.

To give the simplest example, everyone knows the mass-energy equation. Aliens don’t need to know how the mass-energy equation came about, they just need to know that this equation is correct.

Thinking of this, Ye Han was suddenly taken aback. All the previous speculations about aliens were based on human cognition, and Wang Zhifei said in his diary that the aliens have a clear division of labor, and they still can't figure out the alien society. structure.

So how much do aliens know about human social structure? Do aliens also use their own cognition to figure out the social structure of human beings?

That's almost a certainty!

If this conjecture is true, combined with the contents of the diary, the aliens probably divided the captives into grades, thinking that only some captives knew technology, and the others were very simple fighters.

So the aliens used a series of means to pick out all the technicians they thought. If the aliens knew that all the captives had similar knowledge, Huang Biao and Wang Zhifei would have no chance of escaping from the dungeon. Mobile phone users please browse and read for a better reading experience.