"Send some information to the people outside. Also, we want to be the last team to leave."

"What's the meaning?"

"It's no fun, just follow my orders, thank you. You are a soldier, and now I am your superior. You should carry out my orders unconditionally."

"Do you want to solve the case and avenge others?"

"Don't ask too many questions that you shouldn't ask."

Perhaps it was the effect of the medicine, or perhaps she had experienced too much in just a few days and was living in inexplicable fear, which made Ou Xiameng change rapidly. At this time, her personality seemed to have changed drastically, and she looked extremely...

Indifferent and very strong.

Siceta looked stern, stopped talking, turned on the power of the ion beam gun to the maximum, and pointed the muzzle at the sky.

Although the ion beam gun is a portable individual weapon, based on the current level of human science and technology, if the power is turned to the maximum, the lethality is still considerable. The ion beam can break through the constraints of the thin atmosphere on J919 and go straight into space.

Looking from a distance in space, you can see that the surface of the planet is like a searchlight, flashing and flashing light beams according to a specific rhythm.

As the distance goes by, the beam gradually expands until it completely dissipates when it spans a distance of nearly 80 million kilometers.

The beam goes up faster than other ships forced to use manual mode.

Before other scientific expedition teams had yet to leave the atmosphere, Ou Xiameng sent out the message he wanted to convey, and it was collected by the small frigate patrolling outside.

After finishing this, Ou Qinglan, Cissetta, and Samantha entered the cockpit of the small fast armed ship, but they did not rush to ignite it and only let the power engine warm up.

As for the bodies of Matsuda Masahito, Liang Zhichu, and Nur Ahong, they had already been put into the warehouse.

…

Another eight hours passed.

On the huge J919 star, huge mining machines are parked quietly under the mountains, on the plains, and on the deep sea floor...

These giant machines that were never tired have turned into completely dead creatures.

On the floating load-carrying rails tangled like fishing nets in the sky, load-bearing load-carrying machines, which had been flowing continuously, were parked in twos and threes.

The hanging rail makes huge earthquakes from time to time. This is the giant mechanical bird native to J919 flapping.

In the past, once a giant mechanical bird approached the hanging rail, it would be quickly extinguished by human unmanned armed machinery.

The giant bird has even developed a biological instinct and knows that it must walk around when it encounters the hanging rail.

But now that there is no drone to sweep away, the giant bird can freely vent its accumulated anger over the years and gnaw at the metal above it.

From time to time, the anti-gravity device in the hanging rail was completely destroyed, and a large piece of the metal warehouse structure crashed from the sky to the ground like a collapsed Mount Buzhou.

In just a few days, the bustling J919 star has quickly turned into a desolate and dilapidated scene.

Everything that humans have worked hard to build on J919 for decades is like a noisy event that is coming to an end, and is falling apart at an extremely fast speed.

But this is the carnival of the native mechanical life on this planet.

"It's time to go."

Ou Xiameng ordered Cicetta who was sitting in the driver's seat.

Cicetta nodded and began to turn the various valves and physical buttons in front of her at an extremely fast speed.

At this time, the originally clean and refreshing driver's seat operating platform was no longer what it used to be. Various lines of varying thicknesses were cluttered together.

The copper core was exposed wildly, and as Cissetta pressed the switch, sparks flew out from time to time.

The other end of the line is connected to a variety of solid button panels of different sizes, colors, colors, colors, and shapes. They are arranged in such a mess that you can kill seven or eight obsessive-compulsive disorder at a glance. They are full of Soviet heavy industry style.

This was all a "masterpiece" completed by Cissetta within a few hours.

Anyway, he just wants to take off successfully. As long as he enters outer space, he can get rescue immediately. But he just wants to be usable and barely reliable. Ciceta doesn't pursue any aesthetics. Even those buttons are mostly from his own private collection.

, dismantled from a large number of ancient figures.

With rumbling vibrations, the armed ship slowly took off.

Samantha sighed: "I can finally leave this hellish place. Finally... it's over."

Cicetta did not speak, but was concentrating on the various indicator lights in front of her.

At this time, spacecraft from other scientific research stations had already taken off one after another, and some of the spacecraft had even flown out of J919's atmosphere and entered outer space.

His intuition told him that Ou Xiameng must have deep meaning in arranging his own spaceship to be the last one to leave.

He didn't know what would happen next, but his heart was still filled with a sense of crisis.

Cicetta took a deep breath and turned her eyes to the rocker on the side of her right hand.

Previously, he used the extra preparation time to barely restore the firing function of the cannon on the bow of the armed ship.

Although there is no way to automatically lock and fire like before, Cissetta has practiced manual locking before. Once he is in contact with the enemy, as long as he is given a chance to test the gun and calibrate it with two rounds, he can at least do it without missing a shot.

More than 90% hit rate within ten kilometers.

When he was repairing the cannon, Ou Xiameng, an academic talent, also came up with ideas and helped him adjust the parameters of the energy supply module, linking the main energy supply module of the cannon with several backup modules at the same time, and

The shooting endurance has been increased to five times that of normal conditions.

Turning his head to look at the shimmering and retreating clouds outside the window, Ou Xiameng shook his head, "It's not over yet. I won't just become a deserter like this."

Samantha: "What do you mean?"

Ou Xiameng opened the box at his feet, took out a miniature phase pistol from it, and threw it to Samantha. He picked up a larger ion beam gun and said, "I have given it as a temporary commander.

Your weapons are authorized. Come with me to the bridge, we must prepare for battle."

"Fight?" Samantha was confused.

Ou Xiameng nodded, "Yes, the Gaia consciousness on this planet will definitely use all its strength to drive us away."

Samantha: "Gaia consciousness?"

"Yes. We were all wrong. There is intelligent life on J919. Now, I have completed all the calculations related to it, and I know the nature of the special alloy that makes up the mechanical intelligent life on J919. That thing has nothing to do with life on earth.

Amino acids are indeed one thing, but they are also the neurotransmitters of Gaia’s consciousness. The entire planet J919 itself is an intelligent life with independent thinking.”

Samantha: "But we have dealt with planetary life before. Their thinking is very slow, and it takes hundreds of thousands of years for a thought to spin."

Ou Xiameng: "So this time mankind has encountered a special and cunning opponent. But I won't let it go as I wish."

…

The armed ship hovers at the junction of J919's atmosphere. One step higher will lead to the vast universe that represents freedom. The next step further will return to the stratosphere of the planet's atmosphere.

At this time, the entire planet's surface is undergoing drastic changes.

It's vibrating.

Along with the tremors, powerful gravitational waves are tearing apart everything near the planet.

There was a creaking sound inside the armed ship due to violent resonance.

Below, the sky is falling and the earth is shaking, the mountains are breaking apart, and the deep blue ocean is boiling.

Wearing a space combat uniform, Samantha stood on the bridge with her beautiful figure exposed. The ropes extending from the combat uniform firmly fixed her to the bridge guardrail.

Samantha lowered her head and looked down, only to find that the land of J919 was flickering between reality and reality.

"What is going on?" she asked in surprise.

Ou Xiameng finally began to explain, "It is mobilizing a large amount of electric energy accumulated over the billions of years since its birth, preparing to start a jump shuttle with an unknown goal and leave here."

Samantha: "Electric energy? Where is the reserve?"

"In every proton, neutron, electron, radiation, microwave... on the entire J919. It is a life, which cannot be inferred based on common sense in engineering."

Samantha: "Does that include us?"

Ou Xiameng: "Yes, we are part of it now. But as long as our spaceship flies another fifty meters, we will not be included. All along, it has been deliberately creating death and trying to kill us.

Drive away."

Samantha: "Then why don't we leave quickly? Why do we stop here?"

Ou Xiameng: "Because I don't want it to escape. No one can get away with killing so many humans. It must pay the price."

"But it's trying to jump, and we can't stop it!"

"No, it can't take us with it. I am a descendant of the Ou family and a direct subordinate of the leader. A long-range projection of leader Chen Feng's will is implanted in my body. If I die here, or

If it is taken away by it, the leader will definitely be able to find it. It is afraid of us, afraid of humans, and even more afraid of our leader."

In the sky not far away, densely packed mechanical beings of all types were swooping in at extremely fast speeds.

The big ones are like islands, and the small ones are like sparrows. They pile up together, covering the sky and the sun, like huge waves in a tsunami.

This situation filled Samantha, a non-combatant, with fear.

She shouted: "But the root of everything is that we tried to dismantle it! It was just defending itself! It was just resisting. It is the business of those warriors to punish it! Please, I really don't want to die here. We...

…”

Ou Xiameng shook his head, raised his hand and fired, accurately hitting a flying giant bird with a wingspan of fifteen meters, and said: "There is no absolute justice in the universe, everything is relative.

Yan. What I want is not just to punish it. I am a scientific researcher and I want to get all of it. According to my understanding of the military system, we need to hold on for one more minute and don't let it drive us away. Then it
To be continued...