Earth Invasion

Chapter 216 Funeral
When Glider No. [-] entered the Assyrian galaxy from the wormhole, Yang Zhiyuan also ended his investigation of Selaronte and returned to Earth on the passenger transport module of Sirius.Therefore, when Zhang Mai and the others slowly docked at the simple dock of Sirius, they knew that they would not see Yang Zhiyuan.

But it’s okay, if you don’t see it, you won’t see it. The SCO official who was entrusted with full authority to deal with the affairs of the Assyrian planet said sorry for Sarah’s matter, and expressed regret and sympathy.Many things are ultimately up to you.

Directly below Sirius, several hundred bundles of nanotubes protrude from the Space-Earth Shuttle Module at the back of the center of the ship, like long fluorescent tentacles.Through these tentacles, the huge solar array spread out from the middle of the Star Destroyer, which is calculated in square kilometers, and the fusion power station of the Star Destroyer maintain an uninterrupted magnetic channel.The payload module then transports people and supplies up and down.

Of course, this simple space-to-ground module has nothing to do with comfort.Especially when flying from the outer end of the ionosphere to the stratosphere, it is almost doing free fall.This feeling of spitting out the stomach bag from the throat is too uncomfortable.

Around the ground part of the passage between heaven and earth, the local Assyrians have built a huge freight yard and some buildings for living. Although it still looks very simple, it can meet the needs of the current round trip of heaven and earth in application. .Many minerals and other materials needed in the space circle are no longer transported through the airport of Fairy Continent, which saves a lot of transportation costs.Moreover, the space circle no longer worries about whether maritime transportation will be intercepted by NATO's secrets.

Of the profits gained from exporting these ores, the Selaronte interim government regularly used part of it to repay the various mining machinery loans assisted by the Shanghai Cooperation Organization, and then, under Yang Zhiyuan's suggestion, part of it was used to build junior vocational technical schools. Begin blood transfusions for Selaronte's own estate.After all, no matter how foolish the equipment of SCO assistance is, it still needs a certain amount of manpower.Moreover, Selaronte also plans to establish some military industrial enterprises of its own, all of which require a certain number of workers.

Of course, the largest part of these income still needs to be invested in the purchase of arms and weapons, and the survival of Selaronte is still the first.

After coming out of the Tiandi shuttle base, everyone rented a car silently, and then galloped along a newly built road to Bestobe.

Along the way, Zhang Mai was thinking about what to do when he saw Aida.When Besto's other gates were clearly visible, he still hadn't figured out what to say.When getting out of the car, Ai Cixiu patted him on the shoulder, signaling him to be strong.

Looking at the expressions of the crowd, Ada, who came out to greet them, had already made a good guess.Ann, who came with her, had a bad feeling at the same time when he saw the helmsman Michelang and the weapons controller Takamachi Feite who were supposed to be on standby in space.

All the people in the car got off, including Gliding No. [-] and Zhang Mai, but there was no sign of Sarah.

"She, did she stay on that super big ship? Her curiosity is really heavy..." Aida showed a very awkward smile on her face, as if a person clearly She was crying, but someone used PS software to make a smile.

Her hand tightly grasped Ann's arm.It was the first time that Ann found out that her cousin would lose her composure like this.

"Ada, I...I failed to keep my promise..." Zhang Mai bit his lip and took a step slowly.

"No! Maizi, don't joke with me! Sarah won't get off your ship, will she? She told me very early on that she wanted to go to your spaceship to take a look. Even if it's just a glance. Your ship What is her phone number, I want to talk to her!"

"No..." Zhang Mai's face turned purple, "Cousin Aida! I, I, I am a waste! Sarah rescued me, but I failed to rescue her!"

As he spoke, he trembled, and took out a metal cylinder from his backpack.

"I, my trash, only took back hers, her ashes..." As soon as the words fell, Zhang Mai fell to his knees on the ground with a plop!
"Maizi!" Ann rushed over and supported him.But at this time, Zhang Mai was sobbing.

On the contrary, Ada has calmed down.

Someone died again... When there was still a glimmer of hope, I was so uneasy, but when Sarah's death became a fact in front of me.Instead, he calmed down.

These years, who is not used to life and death?When retreating from Gaktuso, the blood of the warriors paved the way to retreat.It is already a vague number how many people fell under the guns of those black death gods.Their remains were left unattended, and were either eaten by wild beasts in the jungle, or became nutrients for the earth.

He took the small cylinder from Zhang Mai's hand, and stretched out his hand to pull him up.

"Maizi, I've read your books, and you said that a man has gold under his knees. Kneeling is a very inappropriate thing for a man like you."

After pulling Zhang Mai up and letting An take it aside, Aida turned her head to the rest.

"Excuse me, can anyone tell me how Sarah died?"

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

Dongfang Hao tidied up his collar a little, then walked forward.

"Ma'am, let me explain to you. Originally, we had rescued Miss Alamanje Puyol, but..."

If you really want to say it, Dongfang Hao's eloquence is not bad.But when he explained the process of rescuing Sarah to Ada, what he said was extremely boring.When it came to the question about the Crimson Execution Ground and the final judgment, it was basically a dull-sounding repeater reading a shorthand manuscript.There is no sense of rhythm at all, and there is no emotion at all.

But everyone present knows that this kind of boring reading can effectively relieve the sad atmosphere.

"Are you sentenced to death by the court..." Aida showed a mocking smile on her face, "It doesn't matter, anyway, the number of our compatriots they killed without trial is astronomical. But Sara needs to use this This is already a compromise with you. Without you, I am afraid that Sarah will be tortured and killed by them. I still want to thank you." Ada's tone has a kind of indifference that sees through everything .

"Cousin..." An held her arm worriedly, "If you are sad, just cry..."

"I'm fine. Ann, you have to remember that crying can't solve any problems. The injustice we suffered didn't start today, and it won't end by itself. All of this requires our own struggle and struggle."

She said this not only to An, but also to herself.

During these days, Zhang Mai brought various advanced weapons and equipment donated or exchanged from the earth, which made Ada feel somewhat slack.She didn't know when she started to rely on Zhang Mai and Li Chiqi.Although she has been looking for opportunities to emphasize the role of the native Assyrians in the Selaronte coalition forces, she even led the team to Blackfield to carry out assassination and targeted killing missions.But from the bottom of my heart, I have put myself and my fellow guerrillas in a subordinate or supporting role.

Zhang Mai's efforts made him weak.Not only myself, but also the Duke of Layvons almost had a vague idea in their hearts.

Perhaps, with the strength of these volunteers and good people, the Assyrians can slowly gain an equal life.

However, Sarah's death awakened Ada from this beautiful fantasy.The pursuit of the right to survive is the business of the Assyrians themselves.We thank Zhang Mai for their efforts, but this kind of gratitude cannot become dependence.Zhangmai, after all, are a minority among the earthlings.

Assyrian funerals are simple and solemn.Zhang Mai and Dongfang Hao, as the people who sent Sarah's ashes back to Assyria, were also invited to attend the funeral.In the belief of the Assyrians, it is a great kindness to send the remains back home.

It was not only Sarah who was buried, but also many soldiers who died.None of them had a body, either a bone, an ornament, or more, just a piece of wood with a name engraved on it.

The funeral took place in the evening.The funeral of the Assyrians is at night when the moon is at its brightest.Wearing white robes, holding candles, they walked quietly on the land and among the forests.Only through these places will the dead compatriots be accepted by the goddess of the double moon.

In Assyrian belief, death is just another new beginning.People chant the names of their loved ones, hoping that they will find eternal peace on another journey.

Dongfang Hao and the others also slowly moved forward in the funeral procession.Unlike the Assyrians who wore white robes for funerals, they all wore black clothes and pinned a small white flower on their chests.Zhang Mai's side is Ann, she tightly holds Zhang Mai's cold hand, comforting him silently.

A low singing voice sounded from the quiet forest.This low and sad song flows quietly like a river.Slowly, people in the entire funeral procession began to sing softly. It was the Assyrian Requiem.

The faint moonlight is bright,
In the deep woods.

Silvery rivers in the fields,

The reflection of the light.

lost person

lost person

Moonlight will bring you peace

and start a new journey

rest in peace
rest in peace
Lost people.

The silvery moonlight caresses you,
The ivy weaves you a garment,
Yongzhi flowers will bloom all over your beard,
Silver rivers will flow forever...

The Assyrians have no tombs. In addition to the mausoleums of the great nobles and kings, more Assyrians will choose to bury their remains in ordinary forests.And the relatives will plant white Yongzhi flowers in their burial grounds.

Opening the metal cylinder, Ada, who was at the forefront of the funeral procession, scattered the ashes.Off-white powder fell on the brown soil, and white Yongzhi flowers swayed in the wind under the moonlight.

"When we get married, we will pin a Yongzhi flower to our beards." An said in a low voice, "Because we will eventually be with the Yongzhi flower as well."

Holding An's hand in his backhand, Zhang Mai also said in a low voice: "I will too. When I die, I will be with you and be with Yongzhihua."

The moon on the planet Assyria is bright.But in the earth-moon system, if you look at the moon from the satellite group, you will find that the moon spirit is bigger and brighter, and it has never been cloudy or cloudy.As long as there is no lunar eclipse, it will always be big and bright.

In the capital of L[-], today is the time to fully project the scene in space into the interior of the satellite.

On the satellite, the sky that people see is actually an image formed by a holographic projection system. Behind these images, there are only some cold and hard steel.These projection systems simulate the sky on Earth, allowing people on the satellite to feel the changes of the seasons and the passage of time in the same way as people on Earth.

In the space circle, there is another strange rule.In the middle of each month, the satellite will randomly select a night to project the scene in the entire space onto the interior of the entire satellite without embellishment.It's as if the outer wall of the entire satellite has disappeared, and people just stay in space naked.

According to a certain theory, this is to remind the residents of the space circle that they are living in a dangerous space without the support of the earth, and they need to work harder.

The national representative of the space sphere, Mrs. Teresa Lipknecht, a member of the Supreme 13, was sitting by the window of her study, watching the huge moon projected.On the table in front of her, a cup of green tea was steaming.And on the monitor next to the teacup, the video of Sarah's sentencing is being played.

Teresa's national representative is following Zhang Mai's personal homepage.

This homepage has been suddenly promoted in the past few days, and many media have started to hype this matter.A larger flow of funds began to flow to Assyria.

"Ma'am, it's getting late, you should go to rest." Her butler, an old woman with her hair tied in a bun, came over with obvious tear lines.

"I see, Mrs. Mondale." Mrs. Teresa said, but her body did not move.

"Is there anything on your mind, ma'am?"

"I'm just thinking about whether to speed up the immigration to the Assyrian planet."

Her butler was a little stunned: "Madam, the 13-member group has already decided on the immigration strategy, and the speed is already very fast now."

Teresa's national representative shook her head: "I have a bad feeling. Mr. Zhang Mai's personal homepage has been hyped up again. I can guess that those guys on the ground want to have a controllable war again. gone."

"There is no doubt about it, ma'am." Mrs. Mundell, as the steward or private secretary of the state representative, these things are still easy to guess.

"However, sometimes wars cannot be well controlled. Capital's profit-seeking and financial greed will eventually ruin everything."

Mrs. Mundell wisely did not speak, and Teresa's national representative was probably expressing some emotion.

"Do you know, Mrs. Mundell." The country representative suddenly turned his head, "SCO is right, we people are just repeating an extremely stupid mistake."

"That's not politically correct for you to say that."

"Huh, it is the nature of capital to seek profit, from production to investment, from investment to pure rent, and finally turned into a bond and currency gambling. Our War of Independence more than ten years ago was just a self-saving of capital. But , the root cause has not been addressed.”

"We are underpopulated and the market is small. NATO can use the Assyrians as a consumable in their numbers game. We have to make them part of ours so that there is enough motivation. With these Assyrians on board, We can get enough development time through the construction of Assyria, and then embark on the path of the SCO.”

"But that's impossible, ma'am," said Mrs. Mundell softly.

　The plot is accelerating
　　
　
(End of this chapter)