Chapter 642:

Grant flew over all objects with his wings, he voluntarily rides it and enters orbit, knowing that he may be trapped in space forever when his power runs out.
However, neither he nor anyone else expected that he would be banished. This contingency only happened when the production requirements of the new war forced the construction of his rescue ship to stop.
Colonel Grant became the loneliest man in the history of the earth. The stars are his companions. Only the moon keeps him company. He will remain a lonely Dutchman in the sky, and will not be allowed to repair the ship that comforted him until the end of the war. Or always-whichever comes first.
When Asians cross the conventional track far above their heads, Asians will inevitably think that he is watching them. In fact, this is all nonsense. He is too tall to tell any important military details. In addition, they also make full use of the scientific information he disseminates, which can be obtained by tuning into the frequency band he uses.
In order to eliminate this imaginary threat from the sky above, the Asians fired rocket torpedoes at his satellite.
Colonel Grant then reported what had happened. He said: "The torpedo must be on the road. When that dwarf appeared on my satellite, he told me that the rocket was going in my direction. I told him it was interesting but I didn’t see what I should do. The station has no power and can’t move. I don’t even have a slide. Even if I have a slide, I can’t use the person who jumped from that height before he reached enough air to I froze to death before sustaining life. Describe this dwarf for you? Of course, he looks like a miniature Moses with a white beard, sparkling eyes and everything else. No, General, I have never seen Moses. Clothes? General's belt, no, sir, I'm not looking at the dignity of this court, I told me what I saw with my own eyes.
At this time, the colonel's voice became a little stiff. Generally shut up. A person who did what Grant did might live with the general's head and run away.
"What happened next? Mini Moses told me that he was going to land on the satellite. He said that even if they missed the torpedo, they would definitely try again. There was no reason other than to boost the morale of their own people. Promote. ."
"Landing down the satellite, Colonel?" the general asked again. "But as far as I know, there is no electricity at the station!"
"In general, you understand the situation correctly. But that's what he said, that's what he did. On the neat land I have seen. If you don't believe me, you can Go find yourself."
The space satellite in the middle of Kansas’ wheat fields is evidence that cannot be ignored. It is solid, it is metal, it is real. Colonel Grant may have become weird due to the pressure of staying in space for too long, but at least the station remains sane. Power must be used to move it. But what power?
Colonel Grant could not answer what happened to the miniature Moses after the resident landed. He raised his hands. "Moses was the same way he came, without me seeing him."
According to Grant's report, an investigation was initiated. A large amount of data was collected, some of which date back to the times, but when no actual results were immediately available, the project was at least temporarily shelved. There is an urgent need for manpower in other areas. People who fight for life have no time to think about the future.
A dusty, forgotten data was unearthed by a tall and slender man named Kurt Lee. He was an intelligence colonel, even among those elite teams who watched the dead every day, he took risks. famous.
Li Huai was sent to participate in the survey, not only because of his reputation, but also because the number of newcomers’ stories has increased to the point where they must be given some trust. Moreover, their content has become more exciting. For example, a bomber pilot insisted that a woman had been riding the wing of his ship all the way to Asia, and fell from the plane on the high ground in western China. Li Huai regarded this story as an illusion. Many data about new employees fall into this category. He wondered if it was possible to tell where reality came from, and the illusion began. The colonel soon discovered that his job would not be as easy as he hoped.
In addition to the stories told by the soldiers, there are also Asian combatants who have their stories to tell. Only one thing is certain: if the new people exist at all, then they are elusive. Still only people in the high mountains of California have discovered the grave of the man who created the organization, the old Jar Jonno. Li Huai did not look for the tomb, but he saw a picture of it. He also studied a biography based on this large but confusing character. Are there only tombs and heavy documents that prove that at least one person dares to dream of a new day? Li Badi doesn't think so. Most importantly, he is eager to arrest one of the newcomers for questioning.
Then, in a bold coup aimed at unleashing the core strength of the United States, Asia’s top combat leader, Cuso, and thousands of tough Asian paratroopers floated on the hill between British Columbia and the United States.
Cuso and his soldiers, hiding in the mountains and mountains, resisted all efforts to disperse them. They have become the bane of the United States. This threat is not enough to attract people's attention, nor is it enough to ignore. He was hidden in a cave so deep that he could not be bombed, and the terrain was so rough that his paratroopers could withstand the attack of the entire army.
When his soldiers began to march into the lowlands looking for food and women, residents of the area fled in panic.
The situation at the time was the last pretty good path to the hidden lair with the same troops. Neither the army nor Cousso was really interested in him. Interested in him is an army nurse from the medical detachment. He suspected that the nurse was one of the newcomers.
In months of patience and hard work, she was the only good clue he found for this group.
When what sounded like a wounded lion started to cough in the sky above his head, he was advancing along a steep mountain road with troops in front and back.
Hear the lion coughing overhead. He knew it would hit in about four minutes, it seemed to open a tunnel from hell, the mountain would shake and tremble, the air would vibrate and rattle, as if dozens of thunder and lightning exploded at the same moment, struggling to go around. A large number of soldiers who crossed the of the ridge will be killed.
He knew that because of the radioactivity released by the explosion, more people would die very long.
"I'm sorry, Nedra," he said to the nurse in front of him.
She had stopped and stared at herself.
"Dirty!" Li Huai shouted to the troops. Following the pattern of experienced combatants, some people jump to the nearest hole without hearing orders, and have already heard the lion in the sky coughing and began to cover up. He yelled and saw that the number of people who had already been hit hard was so small that he knew the reason. Most of these people were green recruits for the first combat mission, which is the result of digging deep into the population that has been recruited for manpower and all other resources. The candidate is likely to stare into the sky, open his mouth and die.
"What is it?" the girl asked. "what happened?"
"Don't you hear that blowing balloon above your head?"
"No. In other words, I heard something inside. But-" Mixed emotions spread across her face, but fear was not among them. On the contrary, she seemed curious. "But what is the limelight?"
Whether it is from a nurse or a living American, such a problem is unbelievable. Li Badi stared at her in surprise.
"I said the wrong thing and asked the wrong question?"
"You did it." Li Bad replied. "come on."
"But where are we going?"
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