Chapter 889: Please Receive the Courier

Three flames flew across the sky, like three meteors going upstream.

Four small robots, dragging huge long swords and shields, broke through the gravity of the earth and achieved incredible speed.

At an altitude of tens of kilometers, Chen Yong had almost fallen into a coma, and the violent air flow slowly slowed down while throwing the mecha soldiers around.

But before the speed decreases to a safe range, I am afraid that Chen Yong will die.

From the corner of Chen Yong's mouth, traces of blood oozed out. He could feel the pressure on his internal organs, which had reached the limit. Immediately, it might have begun to collapse.

In the cockpit, there was a flash of red light all around. It was the warning light flashing. The detection of Chen Yong's body had turned red.

"Little bench, record a message for me..." Chen Yong ordered.

"Di..." The small bench uses the common intelligent program of Lanshen Technology, which is comparable to the intelligence of these small robots like Dabai. It responded to Chen Yong's order, but made a voice that was almost aggrieved: "吱哒~"

"Don't worry, little bench..." Chen Yong exhausted all his strength, took a breath, made his voice as loud as possible, and looked forward.

"Qiuhong, Xiaotuan." Chen Yong looked forward, as if he was facing his wife and children, and showed a difficult smile.

"Maybe we haven't seen each other for a long time. Forgive me... I can't say goodbye to you in person." Chen Yong didn't say goodbye to them in person, and even Qiuhong didn't know what she was doing now. Chen Yong couldn't imagine that if Qiuhong knew that her husband was doing it for How much self-blame would I have to take over such a job because of my own illness.

He only hoped that he could hide it as long as possible.

Chen Yong took a deep breath, trying to make his voice as stable as possible: "I'm on a secret mission, and there may be... I won't be able to contact you for a few years. You know, I'm a soldier..."

Before Chen Yong finished speaking, he couldn't help but shed tears. At the last moment of his life, he had to deceive his wife and children again. This feeling is really bad.

But since he couldn't survive, why not let his relatives live a better life?

Although anticipation and longing make people feel miserable, at least they don't have to live in pain and self-blame.

"Little bench, help me cut off the part where I was crying just now." Chen Yong said.

The small bench made another "beep" sound, as if it was very depressed.

Chen Yong took a deep breath and stabilized his voice again: "So when the country needs me, I must step forward. Don't worry, this task is not dangerous. You are waiting for me to come back at home. Qiuhong, take care of yourself , help me take care of my parents, Xiaotuan, you are the man of the family, you must protect my mother..."

Speaking of this, Chen Yong couldn't continue talking anymore, he turned his head suddenly, although he wanted to let the small bench cut this paragraph, but he felt that he probably didn't have time to finish talking.

"Qiuhong, I have a few friends at Lanshen Technology. If you encounter any difficulties, go to them. I believe they will help you... Also, help me tell my parents that my son is not filial... I……"

Chen Yong couldn't speak anymore.

At this moment, Chen Haocong's voice came from the cockpit: "Uncle Yong, what you said is so good, I'm even moved."

"You brats eavesdropping!" Chen Yong was in extreme embarrassment, angry and helpless, I was going to die, you brats still doing this kind of shit!

"Okay, I'm done being touched, get ready to work, Uncle Yong, the delivery is ready!"

In mid-air, Chen Yong, who was constantly rolling and falling, raised his head suddenly, and saw a shield flying towards him. Chen Yong subconsciously stretched out his hand, and with a click, the arm and the shield were automatically locked!

The originally frenzied turbulence seemed to be suppressed in an instant, and the shock waves scattered in all directions gathered in front of this shield, providing a stable and smooth lift.

The small bench retracted its arms, and the body and the shield were tightly pressed together, turning into a posture of lying on the shield again.

"Uncle Yong, stand up and take the sword!" Chen Haocong said again.

Chen Yong has practiced this movement countless times. He bent his knees, locked his feet on the shield, and stretched out his hands from left to right, as if someone handed him two swords. Both hands sank, two swords started!

The shield suppressed the frenzied shock wave, and the moment the two swords came into contact, they were like needles that fixed the sea, pinning the frenzied turbulence to death!

The chaotic sky that was originally like a violent ocean instantly turned into a docile little sheep, and Chen Yong stepped under his feet again.

"This is..." Chen Yong was almost stunned. The action just now was almost his survival instinct. Although he completed this action in an instant, he didn't even know what he did.

But now, he reacted.

Wait, am I not at an altitude of fifty or sixty kilometers now?

Why……

"Dangdangdangdang, Vvvv~" The excited voice echoed in the cockpit, Chen Yong turned his head, and saw a few white little guys beside him, flying up and down around the small bench.

The speed of more than ten Mach and the frenzied airflow seem to have no effect on them. They stretch out their small paws, scratching here and touching there, seeming extremely curious.

Especially Dabai, who actually lay down on the visor of the small bench, poked his head in through his eyes, as if he wanted to see if this guy had a face.

Erbai sat on the shoulder of the small bench, Sibai sat on the back of the small bench, and Wubai lay on the front of the shield.

"This is..." Chen Yong was inexplicably surprised.

"They saved you." Chen Haocong said, "Uncle Yong, don't lose your shield next time!"

"Don't worry." Chen Yong said, "I will bring two shields next time."

"Hahahaha!" Over there, the bear children laughed happily together.

"Vvvv~" The four little white guys seemed to feel the joyful atmosphere, flying up and down beside Chen Yong, fluctuating high and low, fast and slow.

Chen Yong was also very happy in his heart. He suddenly wanted to do a few stunts, but considering his already overwhelmed body, he still suppressed the thought of dying.

He listened to the cheers of Dabai and other little guys outside, looked down at the operation cabin, and felt emotional.

survived!

It's great to be able to continue driving the small bench!

Chen Yong was extremely happy here, but on the other side, in the Pentagon, several generals were gloomy.

The sudden loss of contact with the Zumwalt made their hearts dark.

The information from the satellite showed that the Silence was as quiet as before, and had not been attacked at all, while the Zumwalt set off quietly and left its original position.

In the end what happened?

They know nothing.

But in their hearts, there are various guesses.

Suddenly, the door of the conference room was opened, and a liaison officer pushed in and walked in: "Generals, the president is here!" (To be continued.)