radiothebook Chapter 62
Chapter 62
"Yan—"
It may be because he hasn't drank water for a long time. As soon as the man opened his mouth, there was a rusty smell in his mouth, and his throat was dry and unbearable, as if he had rubbed a handful of coarse sand.
He immediately shut his mouth and observed his situation.
The cockpit of the mecha was crushed, and the strongest mineral material was turned into a pile of scrap iron under hundreds of strong attacks by the Zerg. The man tried to move his body out of the cabin.
The bones all over his body wailed in unison, cold sweat poured down on the dashboard, and the wet black hair stuck to the man's forehead. He held back the pain, pulled out his right hand, and slammed his elbow hard on the hatch behind him.
He is driving a small mech for individual combat, and there will be an emergency exit for gravity rebound at the hatch.
It is not uncommon to be trapped in a damaged mech on the battlefield and die without medical treatment or dehydration or suffocation. The man knew that he was in danger at the moment, so he half-closed his eyes and rested for a few minutes to maintain his strength.
Five minutes later, he raised his elbow again and swung his arm into the cockpit, which had a very small range of motion.
The tremor of the metal material colliding with the human body made him sweat more violently, and the wound on his head that had not been coagulated for a long time was shattered. The blood ran along the forehead, hid in the cold eyebrows, and slid over the corners of the eyes to drip into the black combat uniform. .
Prolonged hunger and dehydration made him dizzy for a while. He leaned his head up in the cab, and a red flash flashed in front of his eyes in a trance.
At first, the man thought it was blood getting into his eyes, but after recovering, he saw that it was a safety knot, shaking from side to side due to the blow just now.
——Colonel, I don’t know how many months it will take to get together during this battle. If you wear this peace knot, I will be by your side.
The voice in memory rang in his ears.
"Yan Ran..."
He can't die here, he has to go back, someone is waiting for him.
The man slammed on the cabin door with all his strength, his mental strength was exhausted, and his temples were stinging like needles.
Fortunately, he was lucky. After the third impact, the hatch made a clicking sound, and the internal rebound device was not invalidated by the attack of the Zerg.
He gritted his teeth and waved his elbow, the sound of the spring buckle sounded smoothly, and a gust of cool fresh air instantly poured into the cockpit.
The man leaned against the dashboard with no strength, took two deep breaths of oxygen, finally cleared his mind, and the pain became more and more obvious.
He listened to the situation outside, and there was silence outside, and the Zerg had already left.
Fortunately, this is a terrestrial planet with sufficient oxygen, even if there is no oxygen supply station, it can be suitable for the human body.Therefore, this is also the planet that Zerg and Terran must contend for.
The red color seemed to start shaking in front of his eyes again, he wasn't sure if it was an illusion or real, and with the last bit of strength he stretched out his hand and hooked off the tassel.
He fell from the cockpit to the ground, lying among the corpses, tightly holding the peace knot in his hand.
——Colonel, when I annihilate the old nest of the Zerg, and take military merits and freedom as the dowry, and only ask for the face of a beauty to marry me, don't refute my face.
……
Feng Ye woke up in the middle of the night, dripping with cold sweat.
He rubbed his aching head and got up from the soft blanket.
It has been more than a week since the last treatment, and Feng Ye has not gone to the next stage of the task. It seems that the hidden disease of headache in the last simulated world has not disappeared. Tong Yuan suggested to rest for a day or two, and not to rush for success.
Feng Ye vaguely realized that the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood in the dream just now should be the memory of the wartime being revived, but when he woke up thinking about it, he lost a lot of real sense, whether it was imagination or reality, his thoughts froze.
The sky had not yet risen, and there was a layer of hazy dark blue in the bedroom.
Feng Ye only wore a nightgown, maybe he bought the wrong size, and the cuffs were a little too long, so he could only roll it up a little and get up to wash.
The electronic bracelet was still on the bedside, and he wasn't wearing it on his body. Facing the mirror, Feng Ye frowned slightly when he saw the bloodshot eyes in his eyes was really scary.
He hooked the corners of his lips, still as stiff as before, then rubbed his face with cold water as if giving up, trying to make himself more energetic.
After a hasty breakfast, Feng Ye called Tong Yuan.
"Doctor Tong, I want to make an appointment for Eden treatment at two o'clock in the afternoon."
The other end of the phone asked with concern: "Colonel Feng, are your headaches still continuing? If you feel unwell, we don't recommend high-intensity mental treatment..."
"It's ready." Feng Ye interrupted Tong Yuan's chatter.
"Well then, you can come anytime this afternoon."
"Okay." Feng Ye tapped his fingers on the table, "I have to trouble you to restore the emotional value to normal."
Tong Yuan seemed puzzled by the request: "Ah, why?"
"Because I lost accurate emotional judgment and delayed my task."
Feng Ye knocked on the phone, a dark light flashed in his eyes.
The Eden Project is not as simple as he first understood. At least, he can conclude that the mission objectives inside are definitely not randomly simulated by the system.
After experiencing the first two worlds, he asked Tong Yuan to lower his emotional value in order to make judgments without interference. After living with Yao Zhibei for several years, he finally confirmed that all mission goals More or less all have very similar characteristics.
If this is not a system bug, then Feng Ye can be sure that these three people were split by the spiritual power of the same person who did exist.
This reminded Feng Ye of the white spot of light that occasionally appeared in his sea of consciousness. If this was that person's spiritual power, then who would have entered the treatment cabin like him?
Is this person good or bad, and does he have any plans?
Feng Ye fell into deep thought, what if that spot of light was the person he fell in love with three times during the mission?
He suddenly remembered the peace knot in his dream, and gradually overlapped with the rough peace knot hanging in the Qingluan mech next door.
There was also a man's voice that sounded faintly in the dream.
—Colonel...
He felt that he had forgotten a very important person, so important that whenever he thought about it, his heart felt like being pulled by a thread, and his mood was restless.
"...Yan Ran?" Feng Ye let out a little sound from his lips, but no one could hear it except him.
He frowned suddenly, and tapped his fingertips on the table, turning white with force.
It's as if I've heard the name uttered countless times, and a sense of familiarity arises spontaneously. This is probably the owner of the voice in the dream.
Feng Ye stopped thinking on the verge of overflowing his mental power, his face turned pale, and he put on the electronic bracelet again.
Before 001 detected abnormal fluctuations in mental power, he controlled himself.
Today is Monday, and Tong Yuan is very busy. He only had a long meeting for three hours in the morning, and then he received a call from Colonel Feng Ye to make an appointment for mental therapy in the afternoon. He immediately pushed back all the things in the afternoon. , Feng Ye is the largest, if the number one god of war cultivated by the alliance perishes, this responsibility is greater than the collapse of the sky.
After lunch, he was dragged to the military isolation ward by nurses as soon as he walked out of the lounge of the Mental Power Supervision Section.
It is said that this patient seems to have a new situation.
Tong Yuan hasn't had a good night's sleep since he took over the patient. Since Colonel Feng started treatment, the colleague in charge of the patient has been transferred to Eden, and he naturally took on this responsibility for him.
When he was in the hands of his colleagues, the patient was holding his corpse every day, and the vegetative state had lasted for more than three months. Everyone thought that the treatment was hopeless, and it would be good to turn him over and clean the inspection equipment every day.
As soon as I received this patient, the problem appeared. The originally calm and waveless instrument would send out several alarms from time to time, and there would even be a signal of brain wave recovery. After confirming that the instrument was correct, the experts discussed it many times. , confirming that he may still have the possibility of regaining consciousness.
Tong Yuan naturally hoped that the patient would get better soon, but he was always called to the hospital by the alarm in the middle of the night, but nothing improved after the examination, which made him very broken, wishing that he could lie on the bed for the other party, at least to sleep well Sleep.
"Mental isolation ward, the [-]st, [-]nd and [-]th Army of the Alliance, Yan Ran." The nurse confirmed the patient's information as usual, and then began to change the nutrient solution.
The man on the hospital bed was very handsome and tall. Even after being in a coma for three months, his appearance was only a little thin.
I wish he woke up sooner.After recording all the data, the nurse turned around and was about to go out, when she happened to meet Tong Yuan who came in a hurry.
"What's abnormal this time?" Tong Yuan took the real-time medical record report and checked the patient's condition.
The nurse who went to him just now said: "Just now the mental power fluctuated strongly, the data was marked in red, and there was a sign of awakening, but now it seems to have disappeared again."
Tong Yuan checked the historical records of the data, and there was indeed a 3-minute mental power data marked in red, but it soon returned to the state of dead silence.
He was already familiar with this situation, and after confirming that the other party's body was correct, he asked his colleagues to observe the data changes carefully.
As soon as Tong Yuan walked out of the isolation ward, he saw a familiar figure standing outside, who seemed to have been looking through the glass for a long time.
"Colonel Feng." Tong Yuan greeted the other party, "It's 01:30, do you need to start treatment earlier?"
Feng Ye's eyes were tightly locked in the ward, and he turned around the man's face, but when he turned around, his expression was calm: "Well, let's start now."
Tong Yuan led the way, and Feng Ye asked as usual, "Who was that person just now?"
"Oh, that, Colonel Feng, you still don't remember, his name is Yan Ran, he is also from the [-]st, [-]nd and [-]th Army of the Alliance, and he was injured in the battle to encircle and suppress the Zerg." Tong Yuan shook his head and sighed, "It's just bad luck. When I was sent to the doctor, I couldn’t check my mental strength, which is what we commonly call a vegetative state.”
Feng Ye looked the same, but he had already subconsciously controlled all his physiological fluctuations, and 001 did not detect any abnormalities in him.
The effect of Eden's treatment plan has gradually emerged. When Feng Ye first realized it, he quickly controlled himself. As long as 001 can't find out, then no one in the alliance will know that most of his mental power has recovered.
Since Feng Ye woke up from amnesia, he has been wary of everything around him. Although he usually doesn't show it on the surface, he won't relax.
He could vaguely feel that his serious injury and amnesia were far from that simple.
And the Garden of Eden Project, which spent half of the alliance's research funding, was it to treat him or to imprison him?
Feng Ye smiled slightly, accepted all physical examinations obediently, and sat in the nutrition cabin.He slowly closed his eyes, and at the last moment when the dormancy mode was turned on, his mental power passed through the pitch-black sea of consciousness, enveloping the increasingly powerful bright white spot of light.
Who are you?