spaceflight manual

Chapter 98 For the memory of forgetting

At this time, the astronauts of the second detachment returned to the station one after another.

The air pressure is recovering in different areas. When Lieutenant Colonel Nicholas returned to the station, it happened to be restored to the area where the station was located.

The lieutenant colonel took off his helmet and cursed: "I almost killed Gila Miller! There is only one head left in his spaceship, but that head runs extremely fast! Under such an acceleration, he was not killed Squash!"

As he spoke, the lieutenant colonel clenched his fist with his right hand and slammed it hard on the palm of his left hand, making an extremely loud sound.

"They must have some new equipment that can withstand greater G force." Clement said angrily, "Sometimes they use new equipment before us, and there must be a big company secretly supporting them.

Parabas and the others nodded repeatedly, then changed the topic: "Where's the instructor?"

"She should be working in the damage control department, and she should be back soon." The lieutenant colonel replied, "She has a first-level damage control certificate."

"Who is looking for me?" Accompanied by a rough mezzo-soprano, a red-haired, tall and thick figure appeared in everyone's sight, "Let's see who has come back alive. The Bagpipes are back, great, the Egyptians are here I know about it from the medical department. Wait a minute, are there two missing oriental faces?"

Lieutenant Colonel: "Yes, Gong Chuanguo is now missing, and Wang Ping'an is back, but he is now a VIP and is protected at the headquarters. He made a great contribution this time and found the person who may be behind the scenes."

The instructor was speechless: "Really, I've been busy with damage control and didn't pay attention to things on the battlefield. He actually did this kind of thing?"

As soon as the voice fell, the door leading to the rescue cabin opened, and then Lu Yingying rushed out first, then glanced around immediately, and then cried as soon as she saw it: "Why didn't he come back, did he die?"

Lieutenant Colonel Nicholas: "He's fine, he's at the headquarters now, and has something important to report."

"Really?" Lu Yingying still looked like she was about to cry in the next moment.

"Really." Lieutenant Colonel Nicholas comforted softly, "And he destroyed at least seven pirate ships."

Lu Yingying immediately changed her face, and asked expectantly: "Then can he get the gold star?"

Tang Ke squeezed Lu Yingying's waist hard: "What are you talking about, gold stars are so easy to get."

At this time, a soldier of literature and art asked: "Can we go back to the station of the soldiers of literature and art?"

"It shouldn't work," said the instructor Eras who had just rushed back from the damage control department. "Now the air pressure is being restored in the division. Hand over the remaining pirates, you probably won't be able to go back for a while."

Lieutenant Colonel Nicholas: "That's fine, everyone in the condolence team, we just want to bid farewell to the comrades who died in this battle, so please come and help, this is also a kind of friendship."

Lu Yingying's eyes were as wide as copper bells: "Huh? Are you still thinking about friendship?"

Clement: "We have an agreement with each other. When a person dies, we will send him away with a smile and cheerful music, because there are too many sad things in the war."

Lu Yingying turned her head to look at the burly red-haired instructor: "Is this okay?"

"Of course there is no problem. If soldiers have their own traditions of sending off their comrades-in-arms, we as instructors will also encourage these traditions. It is better than everyone crying together."

Lu Yingying suddenly remembered that she was crying just now, and hurriedly took out her handkerchief to wipe her tears desperately.

The resident sanitation robot drove out carrying everyone's musical instruments at this time, and the lieutenant colonel took the lead to pick up his own guitar.

Veterans such as Clement also took up musical instruments one after another, only Parabas took out his Scottish bagpipe directly from the carry-on equipment of his space suit.

Lieutenant Colonel Nicholas: "Gong Chuanguo is missing the voice department, Clement, you can replace it."

Clementine nodded, and silently tightened the string.

Lieutenant Colonel Nicholas: "You art soldiers should be in harmony. It should be the repertoire you have practiced. I think Captain Gong Chuanguo, who is leaving, will thank you."

Tang Ke asked: "He just disappeared, is it possible to come back alive?"

The veterans of the second detachment looked at each other, and finally the lieutenant colonel replied: "Theoretically, there is such a possibility, but since we arrived in the asteroid belt, we have never encountered a missing person reappearing. The universe is a man-eating place without blinking an eye." Demon King, instead of looking forward to that slim hope, it is better to accept the reality as soon as possible."

After speaking, Lieutenant Colonel Nicholas played a note, and then nodded to the accordion player.

The melody sounded, and it really was a repertoire that every literary soldier had practiced.

Tang Ke poked Lu Yingying's waist and said with his mouth: "It's your turn to show."

Lu Yingying glanced at the active astronauts who were playing music, and seemed to be infected by their expressions, so she took a deep breath.

"The beacon smoke is billowing and singing heroes, the green hills around you listen carefully, listen attentively~
"On a sunny day, the thunder and the golden drum sound, and the sea and the waves make harmony!"

Her voice is loud and bright, the summer sun.

"People's soldiers drive away tigers and leopards~ risk your life to protect peace~"

The other art soldiers sang together with the astronauts who didn’t use their mouths to play musical instruments: “Why is the battle flag so beautiful~ the hero’s blood stains it red~ why is spring always on the earth? The hero’s life is blooming~fresh~flower~”

After the interlude, Lieutenant Colonel Nicholas played the guitar and recited loudly: "Our Gong Chuanguo is a soldier of the Space Force, a hero who stands up to the sky, and a man made of special materials!

"Where does his heroic spirit come from? Because he has infinite enthusiasm for exploring the universe! He has infinite love for the workers and peasants who are struggling in the deep space of the universe! He has a gnashing hatred for pirates and terrorists!
"In the Space Force, there are tens of thousands of Gong Chuanguo! This is our pride!"

The lieutenant colonel's generous speech, the momentum contained in it, made Lu Yingying stunned.

This is a generous speech tempered by the flames of war with real gold and silver, and it has an incomparable majesty.

If Tang Ke hadn't stepped on Lu Yingying's foot, she would have forgotten that she was the lead singer!Just open your mouth, and the usual training will work. Lu Yingying gave a high-pitched voice: "The hero jumped out of the trench, and a bolt of lightning split the sky~
"The earth sinks in and the sky falls down with only one hand!

"Walk through the fire with two feet, and shine with rainbows all over your body!"

Lu Yingying felt that she had never sung this song so emotionally, maybe because she was in the rescue cabin just now, listening to the radio conversation outside, and she also got the breath of the battlefield.

The astronauts sang together with the art soldiers again: "Why is the battle flag so beautiful, and the hero's blood stained it red~Why is spring always on the earth, and the hero's life blooms~"

At the end of the song, Lieutenant Colonel Nicholas took the lead in applauding: "Good singing, comrades in the arts and crafts! I thank you on behalf of Comrade Gong Chuanguo!"

Lu Yingying: "We can still sing, whatever song Comrade Gong Chuanguo likes, we can sing."

Lieutenant Colonel Nicholas gently pressed Lu Yingying's shoulder: "Okay, since you have the heart, then sing a few more songs. Will dark-skinned girls know?"

Lu Yingying nodded repeatedly.

Lieutenant Colonel Nicholas snapped his fingers: "Okay! Let's get started!"

The small, impromptu farewell party seemed to be going on for a while.

One after another, some soldiers and engineers from the damage control department and the security department who had finished their work gathered here.

Survivors from the third detachment stationed next door also approached.

In this way, everyone commemorates the comrades who died in the battle just now.

(End of this chapter)