Chapter 11 chapter Ten
"Red Alert!" Captain Abernathy yelled.Kalinda's rebel ships fired torpedoes at the Intrepid. "Evasive maneuver! Quick!" The Intrepid yaws sharply, moving its huge hull to avoid the flexible guided torpedoes flying towards it.Dahl was standing in front of his science officer post on the bridge, keeping his feet steady for balance.
You'd find out that the inertial dampers on the Intrepid would fail in a crisis situation, Dahl remembered what Jenkins had told them.When this boat makes sharp turns and continuous rotations, you don't feel it at all.But when something big happens, keep your feet on your feet.
"They're still flying towards us!" Second Lieutenant Jacob of the weapons console was tracking the torpedoes.
Abernathy pressed the button on the chair to turn on the ship's radio channel: "Everyone! Shock ready!"
Including Dahl, everyone on the bridge firmly grasped their consoles and fixed themselves.It would be nice to have seat belts now, Dahl thought.
The torpedo hit the hull and a violent explosion occurred.The entire bridge deck shook violently.
"Damage report!" Abernathy yelled.
Every time there was an attack, decks six to twelve were always damaged, Jenkins had said.Because they have sets for these decks.The camera could cut away from the bridge to capture a scene of explosions and bodies everywhere.
"Decks 6, 7, and 9 were severely damaged, and decks 8 and 10 were moderately damaged," Jin reported.
"Another batch of torpedoes is coming!" Jacob yelled. "There are four!"
"Anti-missile system!" Abernathy roared, "Fire!"
Why not use it in the first place?Darl thought.
He seems to have heard Jenkins answer: Every battle is designed for maximum dramatic effect, he said, isn't that what the story pursues?Nothing makes sense anymore.The laws of physics go to rest, and people abandon logic in favor of drama.
"Drama"—Jenkins uses this word to refer to the anomalous situation in which TV series penetrate daily life, drive away all rationality, invalidate the laws of physics, and make people start to think what they didn't want to, say what they didn't say, and do what they didn't do.You've already been affected by it, Jenkins said.A fact that you didn't know before is breaking into your mind.You make a decision or an action that you would not otherwise make.It looks like an irresistible impulse, because it is an irresistible impulse - your will is no longer in your hands, you are just a pawn in the playwright's pen, moving back and forth on the board.
The big screen showed that the Intrepid's anti-missile missile hit the torpedo, sending out three bright orange flares.
Three torpedoes were hit instead of four.Darl thought.Because missing one is more dramatic.
"There's another one coming!" Jacob cried. "It's about to hit!"
With a loud bang, the torpedo hit several decks below the bridge.Jacob's weapons console exploded, sending sparks flying, and he fell to the ground with a cry.
Something on the bridge is going to explode, Jenkins said, and the photographer's lens is almost always on here, and whether it is reasonable or not, there must be damage here.
"Rewire the weapon system!" Abernathy yelled.
"Connected!" Kerensky said, "I'm in position!"
"All weapons!" Abernathy ordered. "Fire!"
Kerensky jerked a button on his console.Countless pulse rays and neutron missiles flew towards the Kalinda star rebel ship, and the subsequent dense explosions flooded the entire monitoring screen in dazzling light.
"A direct hit!" Kerensky reported after reviewing the feedback. "It looks like we have destroyed their engine core, Captain. In a minute, the enemy ship is about to explode."
"Get us out of here, Kerensky," Abernathy ordered, and then turned to King again. "Any new damage reports?"
"Deck 12 is badly damaged," King replied.
The door to the bridge opened and Chief Engineer West walked in. "Our engineering team also took a hard hit." The red warning light on the bridge door was still blaring loudly, but he seemed to be able to hear the previous conversation between Abernathy and King. "Thankfully the core of our own engine didn't collapse."
"How long does it take to fix?" Abernathy asked.
Of course it depends on how long it takes to unfold a complicated plot, Dahl thought.
"Ten hours at the fastest." West replied.
"Damn!" Abernathy patted his seat heavily, "We were supposed to escort the ship of the Bishop of Kalinda to the peace talks."
"Obviously those people in the rebels are still against the peace talks." King looked at the monitor screen, which showed the rebel ship exploded in style.
"Well, it's obvious," Abernathy said, "that they were the ones who actively sought to start the conversation. So why are they hindering themselves now? Why are they attacking us?" He looked away sullenly.
From time to time, Abernathy or any of these officers would utter a remark, emotional, measured, and far-sighted, that would lead to a deep silence, and Jenkins had told them it was time for the commercial break.When the commercial is interrupted, the scene will be cut away.Watch what they do next.
After a while, Abernathy blinked, relaxed on the seat and looked at West: "Okay, then you hurry up and let your people fix the engine." His voice was obviously less tense and dramatic expressive.
"Understood." West took the order and walked out of the gate.He looked around at the door, as if he was also very puzzled, why he had to come all the way to the bridge to report to the bridge for a problem that could be solved by simply pressing the button of the communication machine.
Abernathy turned to Jin again: "Also, arrange a maintenance team to go to the damaged deck."
"It will," Kim said.
"When arranging missions, let's also arrange for some people to come and repair the weapon console." Abernathy said, "Then see if we can install some strong anti-shock equipment. Explosion."
Hearing this, Dahl couldn't help but smile slightly.
"Is there any problem, Second Lieutenant?" Abernathy seemed to notice Dahl's existence for the first time now.
"No, sir," Dahl said, "I'm sorry sir. I'm just a little post-war anxious."
"You're Dill," Abernathy said, "from the Alien Biology Lab."
"Dahl, sir," Dahl said, "yes, I worked there."
"Then it's your first day working on the bridge," Abernathy said.
"Exactly." Dahl replied.
"Oh, don't worry, it doesn't always happen," Abernathy said. "Of course sometimes it's worse than that."
"Understood, sir," Dahl said.
"Okay," he nodded towards Jacob, who was moaning softly on the ground, "do your best to send Jackson to the medical room, he looks pretty bad."
"I'm going, sir," Dahl said, going to help Jacob.
He had just helped Jacob stand up when Abernathy asked, "How is he doing?"
"It's pretty miserable," Dahl said, "but it's not supposed to be life-threatening."
"That's good," Abernathy said. "The weapons specialist before that didn't have such luck. And the one before that. Sometimes, Dill, I wonder what the hell is going on with this ship. It There must be some nasty curse."
"That's not telling," Finn said after Dahl recounted the attack.Five buddies are sitting around a table in the staff bar, drinking wine. "So what's the point?" Dahl asked. "It's almost like checking a checklist. Wonky inertial dampers? Match. Exploding bridge bench? Match. Decks six through twelve. The damage? Fits. That meaningful pause before the commercial break? Fits too." "But there were no victims," Hansen pointed out. "There's no need for a victim," Dahl said. "I think this fight is just a prologue. So much airing before the first commercial break. It's just setting up for what happens next." "What's going to happen?" Duvall asked. "I don't know," Dahl said. "It's not like I wrote the script." "Jenkins will know," Hearst said, "he's got a full set." Dahl nodded.Jenkins once showed a timeline where every certain time period, a hashtag would appear.These are the times when drama invades reality.He said, zooming in on one of the markers, revealing details resembling a tree-like structure.As you can see, it appears and disappears.Each of these little markers is a scene.They are all closely related to the playwright's.Jenkins is back in panorama view.six years.On average there are twenty-four major incidents per year.There are also minor incidents.I guess those are supposed to be spin-off novel plots. "Even you say that now." Dahl's thoughts were interrupted by Finn's complaint to Hearst. "It's bad enough that Andy dragged us into this mess, now even you're going crazy." "Finn, as long as I can wear it on my feet, I'm happy to call it a shoe." Hurst said, "I don't believe his conclusions, but his mastery of various details is really not to be underestimated. The recent The first engagement was exactly as Jenkins expected, and even the explosion of the control station on the bridge was also expected. Now it seems that maybe we are not written characters, maybe Jenkins is really just hysterical, but I bet he We already know what will happen to us in this planetary rebellion." "So you have to go to him for instructions on what to do next every time something goes wrong?" Finn asked. People who eat nothing but rations and shit in portable toilets." "Then what do you have to explain?" Hurst asked back. "I didn't," Finn said. "Think about it. It's a terribly weird ship, we can all agree on that. But you're trying to make a causal connection in random events, like everyone else on this ship." Same." "The breaking of the laws of physics is not a random event, Finn," Hurst said. "You're a physicist again?" Finn objected loudly.He looked around and said, "Guys, we're on a goddamn spaceship. Can we really explain how everything works? Every day we talk to all kinds of aliens or new discoveries How is it weird that we don't know anything about them? Our civilization is light-years away. You just have to think about it a little and you'll see that's weird in itself. It couldn't have happened in the first place. " "Why didn't you say that the last time you saw Jenkins?" Dahl asked. "I was going to say it," Finn said, "but you're all like 'Let's get him to finish first.' And then there's no point in saying it." Darl frowned, looking sullen. "I'm not denying that there's something out of the ordinary," Finn said. "Of course there is. We all know that. But maybe it's because the whole ship is stuck in some kind of vicious circle. It's been a self-sufficient ship for years. Isolated system. In this state, if you want to find patterns and connect impossible states of affairs, you can definitely do it. A madman like Jenkins can also make a hindsight method for this chaos. Far-fetched explanation, but it's useless. Then he started messing around and started tracking the whereabouts of the officers for the rest of the crew, which added to their imagination. Then Andy fell into this muddy water again, and he was a People who are trained to believe such nonsense." "What do you mean?" Dahl asked, his voice stiff. "I mean you have been in the seminary for several years, and you have been influenced by mysticism." Finn said, "and it's not the human mysticism that comes all the time, but the alien mysticism that is fake. Your way of thinking, my friend, sprouted and matured in just the right way to hang on to Jenkins' stubborn theory." He held up his hands, as if sensing Dahl. "I like you a lot, Andy, don't get me wrong. I really think you're a good guy. But I think your past is holding you back. I think whether you mean it or not, you All of us have been involved in a bloody situation." "In terms of personal experience, this is the one thing about Jenkins that pissed me off the most," Duvall said. "Because he knows about us?" Hansen asked. "I mean, how much does he know about us," Duvall said, "and what does he think about it." You are all dragons, but you are favored dragons.Jenkins had said to them.Extra characters like you are all cannon fodder, so they don't have much backstory.But you have.He pointed at each one in turn.You are a trainee in an alien religion.You are a villain who has made countless enemies in the fleet.Your father is one of the richest men in the universe.You were transferred here because you had a falling out with your previous boss, and now you're having an affair with Kerensky. "You're just upset that he exposed your affair with Kerensky," Hurst said, "especially when you dumped him in front of us." Duvall gave him a blank look. "I have needs too," she said. "He's just had three STDs," Finn said. "I made him do a full physical again, please." Duval said, looking at Dahl. "Anyway, don't turn your back on me for satisfying your physical needs. None of you have really volunteered." "Hey, I was in the hospital bed when you and Kerensky got together!" said Dahl. "Don't blame me." Duvall sneered: "I'm not upset about it anyway," she said, "but about that prediction." You don't just hang up, Jenkins told them.Losing a few soy sauce characters in each episode can't satisfy the audience in front of the TV.Every once in a while, the death of a living character is exciting enough for them.Therefore, there are some small supporting roles carefully portrayed, and they will be broken with a click when they earn enough popularity.You are such characters.Because you are people with stories.To make your deaths all the more poignant, maybe you could get an entire episode. "It's getting bullshit," Finn said. "It's easy to say," Hurst said. "I'm the only one of us with no history. I've got nothing. I'll die without a word the next time I'm in the field." Finn pointed to Hearst and said to Dahl, "Got it? That's what I meant. You've broken a weak mind." Dahl smiled slightly: "And you are the only rational voice in the world." "Exactly!" Finn said, "you think about it, what does it mean, I'm the most sensible person on this team about the whole thing! I'm the most irresponsible person I know Ah! I hate playing the role of rationality! Hate it!" "Weak and confused," Hester muttered. "And you say you're wearing shoes," Finn said. At this time, Duval's communicator showed an incoming call, and she left for a while.When she came back, she was pale. "Well," said Duvall, "the worst coincidences of rubbish for my taste all collide." Dahl frowned: "What happened?" "It's Kerensky," Duvall said. "I have to report to my superiors." "What's wrong?" Hansen asked. "When the Intrepid was attacked by a rebel ship, the ship's engine stopped, so they sent another ship to escort the ship of the Bishop of Kalinda Star to negotiate peace." Duval said, "The ship went straight to the ground. the bishop's ship." "Which ship?" Dahl asked. "The Nantes," said Duval, "the one I was on."
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"That's not telling," Finn said after Dahl recounted the attack.Five buddies are sitting around a table in the staff bar, drinking wine. "So what's the point?" Dahl asked. "It's almost like checking a checklist. Wonky inertial dampers? Match. Exploding bridge bench? Match. Decks six through twelve. The damage? Fits. That meaningful pause before the commercial break? Fits too." "But there were no victims," Hansen pointed out. "There's no need for a victim," Dahl said. "I think this fight is just a prologue. So much airing before the first commercial break. It's just setting up for what happens next." "What's going to happen?" Duvall asked. "I don't know," Dahl said. "It's not like I wrote the script." "Jenkins will know," Hearst said, "he's got a full set." Dahl nodded.Jenkins once showed a timeline where every certain time period, a hashtag would appear.These are the times when drama invades reality.He said, zooming in on one of the markers, revealing details resembling a tree-like structure.As you can see, it appears and disappears.Each of these little markers is a scene.They are all closely related to the playwright's.Jenkins is back in panorama view.six years.On average there are twenty-four major incidents per year.There are also minor incidents.I guess those are supposed to be spin-off novel plots. "Even you say that now." Dahl's thoughts were interrupted by Finn's complaint to Hearst. "It's bad enough that Andy dragged us into this mess, now even you're going crazy." "Finn, as long as I can wear it on my feet, I'm happy to call it a shoe." Hurst said, "I don't believe his conclusions, but his mastery of various details is really not to be underestimated. The recent The first engagement was exactly as Jenkins expected, and even the explosion of the control station on the bridge was also expected. Now it seems that maybe we are not written characters, maybe Jenkins is really just hysterical, but I bet he We already know what will happen to us in this planetary rebellion." "So you have to go to him for instructions on what to do next every time something goes wrong?" Finn asked. People who eat nothing but rations and shit in portable toilets." "Then what do you have to explain?" Hurst asked back. "I didn't," Finn said. "Think about it. It's a terribly weird ship, we can all agree on that. But you're trying to make a causal connection in random events, like everyone else on this ship." Same." "The breaking of the laws of physics is not a random event, Finn," Hurst said. "You're a physicist again?" Finn objected loudly.He looked around and said, "Guys, we're on a goddamn spaceship. Can we really explain how everything works? Every day we talk to all kinds of aliens or new discoveries How is it weird that we don't know anything about them? Our civilization is light-years away. You just have to think about it a little and you'll see that's weird in itself. It couldn't have happened in the first place. " "Why didn't you say that the last time you saw Jenkins?" Dahl asked. "I was going to say it," Finn said, "but you're all like 'Let's get him to finish first.' And then there's no point in saying it." Darl frowned, looking sullen. "I'm not denying that there's something out of the ordinary," Finn said. "Of course there is. We all know that. But maybe it's because the whole ship is stuck in some kind of vicious circle. It's been a self-sufficient ship for years. Isolated system. In this state, if you want to find patterns and connect impossible states of affairs, you can definitely do it. A madman like Jenkins can also make a hindsight method for this chaos. Far-fetched explanation, but it's useless. Then he started messing around and started tracking the whereabouts of the officers for the rest of the crew, which added to their imagination. Then Andy fell into this muddy water again, and he was a People who are trained to believe such nonsense." "What do you mean?" Dahl asked, his voice stiff. "I mean you have been in the seminary for several years, and you have been influenced by mysticism." Finn said, "and it's not the human mysticism that comes all the time, but the alien mysticism that is fake. Your way of thinking, my friend, sprouted and matured in just the right way to hang on to Jenkins' stubborn theory." He held up his hands, as if sensing Dahl. "I like you a lot, Andy, don't get me wrong. I really think you're a good guy. But I think your past is holding you back. I think whether you mean it or not, you All of us have been involved in a bloody situation." "In terms of personal experience, this is the one thing about Jenkins that pissed me off the most," Duvall said. "Because he knows about us?" Hansen asked. "I mean, how much does he know about us," Duvall said, "and what does he think about it." You are all dragons, but you are favored dragons.Jenkins had said to them.Extra characters like you are all cannon fodder, so they don't have much backstory.But you have.He pointed at each one in turn.You are a trainee in an alien religion.You are a villain who has made countless enemies in the fleet.Your father is one of the richest men in the universe.You were transferred here because you had a falling out with your previous boss, and now you're having an affair with Kerensky. "You're just upset that he exposed your affair with Kerensky," Hurst said, "especially when you dumped him in front of us." Duvall gave him a blank look. "I have needs too," she said. "He's just had three STDs," Finn said. "I made him do a full physical again, please." Duval said, looking at Dahl. "Anyway, don't turn your back on me for satisfying your physical needs. None of you have really volunteered." "Hey, I was in the hospital bed when you and Kerensky got together!" said Dahl. "Don't blame me." Duvall sneered: "I'm not upset about it anyway," she said, "but about that prediction." You don't just hang up, Jenkins told them.Losing a few soy sauce characters in each episode can't satisfy the audience in front of the TV.Every once in a while, the death of a living character is exciting enough for them.Therefore, there are some small supporting roles carefully portrayed, and they will be broken with a click when they earn enough popularity.You are such characters.Because you are people with stories.To make your deaths all the more poignant, maybe you could get an entire episode. "It's getting bullshit," Finn said. "It's easy to say," Hurst said. "I'm the only one of us with no history. I've got nothing. I'll die without a word the next time I'm in the field." Finn pointed to Hearst and said to Dahl, "Got it? That's what I meant. You've broken a weak mind." Dahl smiled slightly: "And you are the only rational voice in the world." "Exactly!" Finn said, "you think about it, what does it mean, I'm the most sensible person on this team about the whole thing! I'm the most irresponsible person I know Ah! I hate playing the role of rationality! Hate it!" "Weak and confused," Hester muttered. "And you say you're wearing shoes," Finn said. At this time, Duval's communicator showed an incoming call, and she left for a while.When she came back, she was pale. "Well," said Duvall, "the worst coincidences of rubbish for my taste all collide." Dahl frowned: "What happened?" "It's Kerensky," Duvall said. "I have to report to my superiors." "What's wrong?" Hansen asked. "When the Intrepid was attacked by a rebel ship, the ship's engine stopped, so they sent another ship to escort the ship of the Bishop of Kalinda Star to negotiate peace." Duval said, "The ship went straight to the ground. the bishop's ship." "Which ship?" Dahl asked. "The Nantes," said Duval, "the one I was on."
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