Mecha Journey

"Starship shield. Closure complete."

"Tactical helium flash. Online completed."

"Ship separation procedure. Online completed."

"The position of the mother insect is locked."

The synthetic sound of artificial intelligence machinery sounded on the empty bridge. Before the attack began, all personnel on the mothership had been evacuated, leaving only one person who had to stay because of a special mission.

In the pilot's seat of the starship on the bridge, a trembling hand straightened the cigarette butt that was about to burn out at the corner of his mouth, with a hint of sharpness on his calm face. The man's eyes were fixed on the dense swarm of insects outside the ship, as if he wanted to see through the swarm of insects swarming and beating on the bridge in the next second.

"Blue River Ship! The gap is about to open!"

An urgent voice sounded from the general channel that had been silent for a long time.

"Blue River Ship! If you hear me, please answer! If you hear me, please..."

"heard it."

The man held a cigarette butt in his mouth and responded in a hoarse and calm voice, but his eyes never left the glass screen in front of him.

The next moment, a huge fireball exploded from the left side of the starship, wiping out the Zerg crowding on the super-tempered glass at the bow. The dim light from the universe entered the bow, illuminating the man's broad, resolute face.

The man is wearing a standard space battle suit. If there is any difference, it is that on his shoulder straps is a general star with flowing light...

Not far away from the bow of the ship, a ferocious Zerg that was as big as a Blue River ship was roaring crazily.

"General Yang, you have three minutes." The voice on the channel continued. After a slight pause, it sounded again.

"Yang Mu... I wish you good luck!"

"It's better to keep it to wish humans good luck."

Without blinking, Yang Mu stood up and took a deep puff of the cigarette. The burned out cigarette butt fell to the floor, and he exhaled the last wisp of smoke in his chest.

Yang Mu put on his holographic helmet, turned around and stood in a six or seven meter tall black mecha behind him.

The mecha hatch closed, the control cabin system began to operate, and various flashing icons were reflected on the helmet.

"Old friend, come fight with me one last time."

In the cockpit, Yang Mu stroked his beloved "Annihilation" and quietly felt the infatuating fit brought by the somatosensory operation. After a moment, Yang Mu raised his right hand, controlled Annihilation's right arm, and decisively smashed a red button on the bridge console.

Suddenly, the Republic's "Fire Emperor" level galaxy mothership exploded from the inside out, and various ship modules unlocked in advance flew away at a very fast speed and then exploded again.

The huge movement instantly swept through the surrounding swarms of insects that were counterattacking, forming a huge sea of ​​fire in a corner of the universe, making the mother worm exposed in front of Yang Mu furious.

This is a super cannon shell made of a ship's hull, and the man who controls this cannonball is Yang Mu, the captain of the Blue River ship.

However, this bomb is not the last weapon. The final weapon is Yang Mu and the mecha he controls - "Annihilation".

Before the mother worm could mobilize the swarm to fight back again, blue flames poured out from the flame mouth on the back of a pitch-black mecha in the sea of ​​​​fire, shooting out from the sea of ​​​​fire at an alarming speed, pointing directly at the mother worm roaring in terror.

Yang Mu piloted the mecha to shuttle flexibly and quickly amidst the attacks of the female insects. The flickering titanium alloy knife skillfully opened or cut open the tentacles that were coming at them. Before the mother insect launched the electromagnetic pulse, the slender and compact body pierced straight and smoothly into the mother insect's body.

Yang Mu finally breathed a sigh of relief, put down the motion controller in his hand, unbuckled his seat belt, took off his helmet, and took a deep breath.

Yang Mu lowered his head, reached out and picked up a photo next to the operating room, and stared at it with a trace of nostalgia in the dim light of the operating room.

"Goodbye, everything I love."

The mechanically timed micro helium flash mounted on the back of the mecha stopped swinging, and a dazzling white light engulfed the man from behind the seat, illuminating the photo in his hand.

It was a girl with a pure and sweet smile, and a boy with a serious face...

A beautiful flame flower suddenly bloomed in the vast sea of ​​stars. It was beautiful and spectacular, but no one appreciated or praised it.

The counterattack against the Zerg invasion has been going on for a year. In just one year, humans have been defeated miserably in various parts of the galaxy, retreating steadily, and even had to use this method to stop the Zerg's progress.

Over the past year, thousands of elite mecha warriors have been lost, and more than a hundred rear admirals and captains like Yang Mu have died...

Is this the tenacious struggle of mankind against the Zerg invasion, or is it a dying struggle...

…

Yang Mu only felt that there was a vast expanse of white in front of him, and he could feel that he was closing his eyes, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not open his eyes.

The surroundings were also quiet, and only occasionally, Yang Mu could hear his heavy breathing.

Where are you?

Is this the world after death?

Well, maybe I can also see the brothers who died in the fleet, and... Cai'er.

Thinking this, Yang Mu relaxed. Suddenly he felt that his back seemed to be trapped in clouds, making every cell in his body feel relaxed. He groaned softly. Yang Mu tried to open his eyes again, but he didn't expect it. Opened!

The white scene was immediately replaced by a dark one. Yang Mu blinked hard several times and finally was able to see where he was.

It seemed to be a room, a room with ordinary decoration.

As for himself, he seemed to be lying on the bed. Yang Mu twisted his head with difficulty, and finally saw the situation in the room clearly with the moonlight shining in from the window.

What seemed to be covering him was... a blanket with the Red Mane Horse II mecha printed on it.

It’s funny to say that when I was studying, I was also obsessed with this mecha that existed in the game. I even pestered my mother to buy one for myself, but I didn’t want to throw it away until it broke.

Unexpectedly, I saw the same thing here.

Yang Mu sighed secretly in his heart and continued to scan the other things in the room.

Opposite the bed is an open desk piled with messy books and other items. On the right wall is a poster of some kind of mecha. There is a shelf in the corner next to the window, with many small models placed on the shelf.

With many years of experience in the mecha industry, Yang Mu already had basic information about them in his mind with just a glance.

The first-generation Night Blade was a unique assassination mecha developed by OSA in its early stages. Its extraordinary superior performance made its basic assembly style influence the styles of assassination mechas in subsequent countries.

However, due to the need for anti-detection of the power system, subsequent improved models do not seem to have better improvements to the engine.

Forward-type exoskeleton, PAJR is a heavy-duty exoskeleton armor assembled for interstellar transportation forces, planetary basic defense, and guard forces. It only carries two heavy machine guns in terms of firepower, but it has super endurance and traction. There seems to have been a transition to the civilian industry in recent years.

The King Kong Heavy Jet, PAJR's excellent intraplanetary defense fighter, can fly from zero to Mach 7 in just 4.4 seconds. The belly compartment is wide and the firepower it carries is extremely powerful. It is the number one enemy of land-based mechas. The disadvantage is that it can only take off and land by gliding. In the vertical take-off and landing state, the jet engine will dissolve a big hole in any runway.

The supersonic Falcon mobile armor is a land, sea and air general-purpose mecha developed by PAA. It has very powerful maneuverability, but the cost is too expensive.

…

etc!

These models!

Yang Mu's face suddenly became a little surprised. He raised his upper body and carefully counted each model until goosebumps covered his body!

This is impossible!

These are all models that I have collected!

Yang Mu jumped up from the bed, rushed to the display shelf in the corner, squatted down and rummaged for something...

It shouldn't happen. How is this possible? It will never happen. This is unreasonable!

Yang Mu consoled himself crazily in his heart, opened a row of drawers under the shelf with both hands, and found a double-barreled tank model in the innermost drawer.

Yang Mu slowly opened the lid of the tank, and under the moonlight, Yang Mu could see clearly what was inside.

It was a badge, a medal to be precise, an exquisite medal made of titanium.

Yang Mu gently picked it up and opened the back of the medal under the moonlight.

"Hero of Peace——Yang Li"

Six engraved small characters appear on the back, quietly showing the merits of the medal owner.

This is the first-class guard medal of Yang Mu's father. Yang Mu's father was originally the leader of the first mecha regiment of Aquamarine Star. He was ambushed during an operation to eliminate star pirates and unfortunately died.

On that day when he was looking forward to his father's return, Yang Mu only waited for this exquisite medal and a box containing his father's ashes.

Yang Mu was only six years old at that time.

Yang Mu held the medal in his hand, stood up, turned around tremblingly, and looked at everything in the room.

With the messy desk, the messy things in the room, and the many mecha posters on the wall, Yang Mu sat on the floor trembling, his eyes almost dull, unable to recover from the shock in front of him.

Why...why did I appear at home in Aquamarine Star?

Could it be that... the explosion of the helium flash bomb created a wormhole and teleported me back home? !

Yang Mu immediately turned his head, looking for the communication tool in the room. His eyes fell on the desktop computer on the desk.

Sliding towards the desk almost with both hands and feet, Yang Mu swept away the paper on it, opened the operation interface, clicked on the web page and quickly entered the keyword "Zerg Invasion", quickly searched the page, and displayed the search results.

The most powerful new work "Zerg Invasion" by the famous film director Waka is about to be released, and audiences from all alliance planets are eagerly anticipating it.

Shock! Experts admit that the Zerg invasion in science fiction novels is nonsense without logic!

Nematode egg residues were found in Zhenli fruits imported from Dalaxing. PAJR attached great importance to it and stated that it would eliminate the hidden dangers of such biological invasion.

…

Yang Mu flicked his fingers and flipped through many pages, but could not find any effective information about the Zerg invasion.

It's impossible. The news about the Zerg has long been broadcast to people all over the world. The news should be all over the Internet, right?

Yang Mu frowned, and when he was wondering why there was no news, he glanced at the date in the upper left corner.

April 28, 223, 2:22 am.

Yang Mu wiped his eyes and looked at the date again in disbelief.

That's right, April 28, 223.

How can this be!

Isn’t the current time April 28, 243 in the galactic calendar? ! The final voyage diary of the Blue River Ship was written by myself!

Yang Mu took a deep breath of air and staggered back a few steps, his whole head feeling dizzy.

If it's the year 223 now, doesn't that mean that I... traveled through time, or was reborn? !

Yang Mu was a little afraid to accept this result, until an idea came to his mind.

Yang Mu hurriedly opened his legs, pushed open the door, and walked out gently.

Tiptoeing to the door of another room, Yang Mu gently opened the door. The sound of steady breathing came from the dark small room. Yang Mu walked closer and saw his two brothers sleeping soundly.

Yang Mu walked out quietly, walked slowly down the stairs, and came to a bedroom on the first floor. He heard the same steady breathing inside.

It seems that I have really been reborn...

Yang Mu walked to the restaurant and sat down slumped, processing the shocking news in a daze.

On the eve of joining the war, he specially arranged for his family to go to the capital star in the Yanhuang Star Territory, so if it was in the original time and space, there would be no one at home at this time.

But now, everyone in the family is here, and Lei Ming and Lei Hong still look like children when they were seven or eight years old...

If this was a dream, then the reality was a bit too much.

Even Yang Mu, who was thirty-seven years old, didn't know how to describe his inner feelings.

Yang Mu stood up and walked slowly into the bathroom, turned on the light, and poured some water on his face. Yang Mu held the sink and looked up at himself in the mirror.

A young cheek that has not experienced the wind and rain, the acne marks on the cheek have not been eliminated, and there is still some stubble faintly appearing at the corner of the mouth.

It is indeed me in the mirror, but she looks much younger, the same as she did in high school.

Really reborn? Or was he reborn before his college entrance examination?

If I remember correctly, in 223, I was seventeen years old and about to take the college entrance examination.

Through the mirror, Yang Mu suddenly noticed that he seemed to be wearing a familiar chain around his neck. He reached out and pulled it out from his shirt. It turned out to be his own subspace necklace.

This is a new technology that was developed just two years before the war broke out. By folding the actual space, a small subspace is formed, with an area of ​​20 meters by 20 meters, which can be used to store things other than living bodies.

However, this is still a test product and is still in the research and development stage.

Yang Mu had such a thing because he was a test subject.

As for the purpose of this subspace necklace, it is used to store his mecha "Annihilation".

Yang Mu immediately pulled it off and turned the knob with his fingers. A small photon screen unfolded, and his beloved mecha was currently suspended in it.

Yang Mu took a closer look and found that there was a hideous crack on the back of "Annihilation", which was obviously impacted by a helium flash bomb.

Unexpectedly, the person who came with me actually had his own mecha.

Is it really God's will that allows me to be reborn with my own buddy?

Does God really intend for me to save mankind with a broken mecha?

"Tsk—" Yang Mu suddenly laughed mockingly.

Even if it was God's will, so what? Before he died, most of the galaxy had been devoured by the Zerg. Even if he had foresight, he was only delaying the evacuation of humans.

What's the use of the Zerg's powerful strength relying on me alone.

This kind of rebirth can at best remember old friends.

Old friend...

Old friend!

Yang Mu, who was smiling bitterly one second, his eyes lit up the next!

Cai'er! Chen Cai!

Yang Mu seemed to have discovered a new world. He climbed upstairs almost two steps at a time, rushed into the room, and found the smart watch on the bedside.

I opened the interface skillfully and found a familiar nickname in the chat application - Chen Cai.

Yang Mu couldn't wait to open it and found that it contained a good night message he had sent a few hours ago, and the other party also replied with a "good night."

These two small words made the thirty-seven-year-old Yang Mu feel his fingertips tremble.

After twelve years, Yang Mu experienced that feeling again, that feeling of heart skipping a beat...

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