827 First Contact
Early morning is the beginning of the day.
Countless people who woke up from their sleep were either energetic or sat at the dining table with uneliminated fatigue and attacked the breakfast. Among this variety of breakfast, these people all have one thing in common: that is, they bet their attention on the TV and radio together.
At this moment, a historic moment for the earth and for all mankind will appear before all mankind.
"Good morning, everyone, audiences. Now is the time for special reporting." The TV set that was playing the weather forecast suddenly changed and turned into a serious news live broadcast column. At this time, a female host wearing a black OL suit and long blonde hair appeared on the screen.
"It's 8 o'clock in the morning, and there is still an hour left. We humans will usher in a historic moment. For this reason, we specially invited astronomer Professor Dasson and extraterrestrial civilization research scholar Professor Morris as the guests of this special live broadcast. For the two guests, please ask the audience in front of the TV and radio."
Amid a series of guest self-introductions and greetings, the off-topic for the special live broadcast column soon came to an end, and instead it was the drama that everyone was paying attention to and looking forward to - an extraterrestrial civilization that appeared near the earth a week ago and erased a crisis of biological extinction for the earth.
"Professor Darson. Are there really planets that nurture life in this universe?" The female host asked without hesitation questions about the conventional questions unique to astronomy and programs that study extraterrestrial civilizations.
However, Professor Dasen, who often shows his face in public programs, lost his previous attitude of talking. He smiled bitterly and said helplessly: "If it were a week ago, I could have boldly expressed a series of speculations and research reports. However, today the facts are in front of me. My previous research has finally been confirmed."
Professor Dasen's calm and admits his conscience, which made the female host who wanted to play routines according to the convention. However, as a gold medal host, she would not have caused the program to miscarriage because of this accident. After she smiled slightly to cover up her mistake, she turned her eyes to the scholar with gold-rimmed glasses sitting next to Professor Dasen. Professor Morris: "It seems that the visit of extraterrestrial civilizations has indeed made Professor Dasen's research complete. Congratulations! Then, Professor Morris, I wonder if you can explain the reason for this extraterrestrial civilization visiting the earth from your professional perspective? Are they coming with kindness or maliciousness?"
Professor Morris raised his hand and put his glasses on his glasses and said with his eyes lit up: "That's of course. I believe everyone knows how the extraterrestrial civilization that we humans are immediately receiving appeared on the earth. I don't need to say more about the situation at that time. However, there is no doubt that this extraterrestrial civilization came with kindness."
Then, the female host with extremely professional qualities followed up immediately. "Oh? I wonder if Professor Morris has any evidence? I think there are still many people who are skeptical by preventing the meteorite impact alone? Maybe they planned the two meteorite impacts that we humans suffered on Earth?"
Before the female host finished speaking, the laughter immediately rang in the studio. "Hahahaha! That's nonsense. Professor Dasen, host, I have a video piece here that can prove that the extraterrestrial civilization that we humans are going to receive is an extraterrestrial civilization with kindness to humans. In addition, by the way, the video material you are going to see was handed over to me by a friend of mine at a great risk."
As Professor Mosley finished speaking, a picture immediately appeared on the large screen on the studio wall. From the picture with the darkness as the main body, there were continuous flashes of light and dazzling light wandering around.
"Is this? Could it be the video of the incident a week ago?" Dasen pondered for a moment and immediately guessed the truth behind the video.
"It's worthy of being Professor Dusen." Morris praised and said, "Please keep watching."
As soon as the picture changed, there was an amazing scene of two huge beams of light slamming against each other. In just a few seconds, before the host and Professor Dusen recalled, Morris suddenly shouted at the moment when the camera switch was completed. "It's this! Pause!"
Then, Mosley, who had just maintained a scholarly temperament, suddenly stood up, pointed to the paused picture with excitement and said, "Look! The evidence is here. A week ago, the disaster we humans suffered was not a natural disaster, but a man-made one. The murderer was it! The first extraterrestrial civilization near the earth."
"What?" Professor Dasen looked at the pause on the screen in surprise. The meteorite was coming, and as an astronomer, Dasen naturally knew it. But he did not know that there was another extraterrestrial civilization in the meteorite impact incident.
"Whether you believe it or not, we humans almost died out of the hands of extraterrestrial civilizations, but were rescued in the hands of extraterrestrial civilizations. Therefore, the alien warship floating in the geosynchronous orbit is undoubtedly the savior of our humans. In this regard, hosts and audiences, do you still doubt that it came with malicious intentions?"
So, amid Professor Mosley's questioning, this live broadcast program soon came to the moment of interspersing advertisements in the middle.
The same advertisement immediately hit the bottom of the audience watching the live broadcast with relish. In an instant, a series of boos sounded neatly all over the world.
"Bang." As the button was pressed, the TV was turned off. A burly figure slowly stood up from the seat. After he looked around, he looked at the young man not far away. "Warning officer, a rare vacation. Why don't you enjoy it?" Although the United Fleet made no contributions, judging from the fierce battle, the United Fleet had indeed done its best. Therefore, after the crisis was lifted, Hema Kataki generously approved the surviving troops of the A-LAWS to take turns to take vacation. At this moment, it was their turn to enter the holiday.
The boy stood up immediately, shook his head, and said with a little desolate look: "No. Now is the critical time. I don't want to be urgently recalled on the way to vacation."
Heavy footsteps sounded, and his burly body moved quickly to the boy as he moved his footsteps. At this moment, the boy felt a sharp gaze piercing his body and hit his heart. "I remember saying it earlier. As long as you are still alive, misunderstandings will always be resolved. But there is still a sentence. That is, if you don't take the initiative, even if you live to one hundred years old, the guilt caused by misunderstandings will follow you and be buried in the mud."
"Um, Captain Zining, but..." The young man who knew why his boss said this suddenly became a little incoherent.
The broad palm patted the boy's shoulder, then pressed it on the boy's back, pushing the boy hard towards the door.
"Go! Shazi Crossrod. Don't let regrets follow you for life!"
The boy who staggered out of the canteen finally chose to face his heart.
"Captain Zining, thank you! I, I'm going to see her!"
"Go! Warrant Officer. I'm here!"
"yes!"
Time gradually passed. In the airport that was temporarily closed, one frame was painted and replaced with a white body. The golden stroked FLAG stood straight in the formation of two left and right rows on both sides of the red carpet that extended from the airport runway to the airport waiting room. Not far away, the news interview stand specially built for many media were already covered with various "long guns and short cannons". On the side, there were many male and female reporters introducing the current situation in front of the camera.
At this time, at the end of the red carpet, many figures appeared in the waiting room on the airport. The sharp-eyed person could even see clearly that the person who led everyone was the famous representative of Asma in the Earth Federation. It seems that after this mission of receiving extraterrestrial civilizations, the representative of Asma is very likely to take another step and become the new general (river crab) regime of the Earth Federation.
A low roar suddenly descended in the sky. This strange roar immediately attracted many "long spears and short cannons" that were aimed at representative Asma and others.
A large aircraft with extremely bulky figure was slowly falling from the sky. Amid the roar, the aircraft with a bloated body and ink paint slowly landed on the ground, and stopped in front of the red carpet with a light and maneuverability that was not commensurate with the figure.
Seeing this, the long-awaited representative Asma tightened his collar and said in a deep voice: "Let's go! Don't let the guests think we are rude."
The actions of the representative of Asma and others were naturally seen by those who they called "guests".
As the tall figure stood up from the seat, the people sitting scattered in the other seats also stood up.
With his hand raised, a fully covered steel mask was worn on his face. The special design made the unique coldness of steel disappear without a trace, and even made the wearer feel a touch of appropriate warmth.
"Let's go! This time, it's our turn to be aliens." A slightly distorted voice gradually sounded, but as the words were told, the distortion that was originally intrusive quickly disappeared without a trace.
"Tsk! We are aliens. For you humans!" A very arrogant and delicate shout raised his polite argument. While speaking, a petite figure with blue ponytails jumped up from the single sofa much taller than it and said.
"Is that so? I think if there was such a small alien among them, they might make them laugh. Then, can I keep you? Little girl, Captain." The steel mask appeared in front of everyone as their body turned around.
"What?! I'm not a little girl! I'm a captain!! You..."
Before she could finish speaking, a palm pressed on her head.
Chapter completed!