Chapter 5 Chapter Four

dying? !Jenkins sat on the CT bull in a daze.This is not true!He tried to convince himself that there must be something wrong with the Geiger, otherwise why did he still feel so good? "Nick Jenkins, don't kid yourself." Airflow whispered. "You've studied space medicine, don't you understand that? These Geigers are precise. Radiation like that is as dangerous as a bullet through your head. You're sure to die, just slowly." He shook his head, dazed, as if he hadn't realized anything yet.The alarm clockwork of the geiger unwinds and ceases to vibrate violently.He mechanically rewound the clockwork and set the hands back to zero.

"Jenkins, that's useless!" Airflow sneered, "You can't get rid of the rays on your body. Those enemies who fled in spaceships have already killed you and destroyed the entire Star of Liberty!" He nodded slowly, gradually realizing it.However, he quickly puffed up his chest again, and began to concentrate on checking whether the various parts of the CT cow were damaged, and prepared to untie the anchor head again.After all, he is not dead yet. He carefully slid the CT cattle out of the berth and back out of the hole.The sight before him made him shiver. The CT missile made a large crater on the surface of the Liberty Star.The powerful energy generated by the explosion cracked the iron ground, and the broken pieces formed high and low metal mountains and peaks around the pit, still glowing red horribly.An incandescent fire was burning at the bottom of the sunken pit.

The Geiger needle pointed to the orange-red area, warning that the surrounding area was full of secondary radiation.The huge energy generated by the explosion formed countless radioactive isotopes in the stone, and the entire Liberty Star was seriously polluted.Instinctively, he pushed the bull away from the Liberty Star. "Jenkins, what are you in a hurry for? The air is still laughing, speaking to his conscious subconscious, "A little more rays won't do you any harm. "He smiled wryly, looked back at the crater glowing with fire, and concluded that the missile was launched from the south, so he turned the CT cow and flew south, staring intently at the scope.

A white dot appeared. Four hundred kilometers away.It must have been the escaped spaceship, now that it has passed through the mine layer.Jenkins set his target in the center of the scope and gave chase at full speed.The distance displayed on the watch at that point is getting farther and farther, 500 kilometers, 600 kilometers. Going south is the safest way to cross the meteor swarm outside the mine layer. The enemy obviously knows the way. Who is the driver?Jenkins thought hard, one of the twenty or so engineers must have betrayed the great dreams of Brian and Drake.But who exactly?That little spot was already eight hundred kilometers away.He knew that it was hopeless to catch up with the enemy, but he insisted on chasing him.Suddenly, a wave of nausea surged up, and CT energy burned through his body, sounding the original warning.

Jenkins' muscles were cramping, and a cold sweat drained all his strength.He was cold and wet in his space suit. The CT cow swayed under his body, back and forth, bumping, and finally, he completely disappeared into the universe, knowing nothing. The nausea finally stopped, and the twisted intestines relaxed.He stood up weakly and kept trembling, and observed the surrounding constellations. He found his position, but the spaceship heading south had already disappeared without a trace from the observer. With difficulty, he turned the CT cow and turned back to the Star of Liberty.I felt a pang of sadness, not because of my inevitable death, which was far away and not quite real, but the realization that the dream I had helped to build had been killed.

The Bryan Transmitter could have been the new center of human civilization, pumping out energy as precious as life.Because all planets lack energy, and most of the misfortunes of human beings stem from this lack, only CT energy can change the status quo, but now... When he landed, he saw the pit still glowing with fire, like a single eye glowing crimson with hatred.The mountains around it had cooled down and turned black. The Geiger alarms were vibrating again, and the new isotopes of Liberty Star were still emitting rays more deadly than heat, and they would last for months, if not years.The entire asteroid has become a forbidden zone.

Jenkins knew his companions would die with dreams. CT missiles are accurately thrown at the very center of the triangle between the power generation room, the living quarters and the special laboratory. No one can escape these penetrating rays. But he still has hope. Parking the CT cow on the berth again, he flew the spacesuit over the fire in the pit and landed outside the cave in the living area.By this time the nausea had completely gone and he was well again, even hopeful again. The valve outside the living quarters was wide open, and Drake was standing inside, leaning on the long solenoid of the portable test gun, agitated by his demeanor and posture.So Jenkins yelled: "Mr. Drake, what happened..." He realized that Drake's head had fallen limply forward, and Jin relied on the accidental support formed by the stiff spacesuit and test gun to keep him still. Retain the standing posture.As soon as Jenkins touched his arm, his tall frame slowly fell to the ground.

Jenkins felt the spring in his muscles as he let him out the door, but the Geiger in his hand was pointing to the deadly black zone.Even though he was still alive, death had already taken root in him. Jenkins stood up, grabbed the test gun and looked at the red magazine. It was written on it: CT can only be used in a vacuum!The ten-milligram pellet, originally used to test distant material meteors, is now a comparable weapon. He guessed the sad story.It must have been the aged engineer who had detected the sudden attack, prepared to fight back, and passed out here. Jenkins shook his head sadly, except for Martin.Brian, Drake is one of the biggest names in space engineering.He was the first to study CT Meteor and is the true founder of Freedom Star.Jenkins thought heavily that, now that the dream was shattered, it might be best for Drake to die with it.

With no feeling in the hand covered in the space suit, Jenkins closed the valve and turned a control wheel, and the air flow slowly came in.Anxiously waiting until all the instruments, pressure, temperature, and oxygen were back to normal, he was about to take off his helmet without thinking, but stopped suddenly. Still wearing his breath-holding spacesuit, he opened the inner valve and entered the living area.The four walls inside are also made of iron, the lights are still on, the loud music in the entertainment room has faded away, and there are still a few wisps of faint smoke wafting from the kitchen.In the hallway, he spotted six people.

They were all in pajamas and shorts, lying motionless on the floor next to the main airway.Jenkins crouched awkwardly to watch, wondering what had brought them together.Lying directly below the open airway grill was a man with a slender stainless steel barrel in his hand. Jenkins took a breath, lifted the cylinder, and saw it read: Be careful! Amidin liquid composition: 200 grams of Amidin hydrate, maintained in an odorless and volatile excipient, to be used only as a last resort in the event of a disaster.Store it in a marked first aid box and take it by a special person. Use: Open the nozzle for four seconds per thousand cubic feet of space.This concentration will cause a person to lose consciousness within an hour without any adverse reactions.During use, oxygen metabolism is reduced by 80%.

Caution: Excessive inhalation will cause prolonged coma with possible serious organ complications.Once a person is found in an adenine coma, emergency medical treatment is required. Jenkins tossed the cartridge aside and nodded silently.His eyes fell on the open main airway and the disheveled, huddled figures.While the traitor's name is not yet known, the rest of this dire story seems clear. This tube of liquid medicine is placed in the first aid box inside the valve, and it was originally used to avoid pain and save lives in times of danger.Someone took it out, opened the nozzle and put it in the airway, and the odorless mist spread through the hole with the air. This incident could have happened just minutes before the shift change. It must be, Jenkins guessed.If a person at work inhales an excessive amount of mist here, he will collapse unconsciously at work.Rick, Anders, and a few others did, and the guy who came back from get off work had an overdose before he found the cartridge.Old Drake must have found the cartridge and went out with the test gun, but it was too late. Jenkins fumbled through the faces one by one, erasing them from his memory list.In the entertainment room, three more people were lying on the table with poker spread out on the table; in the kitchen, the chef was lying on the floor, and in the drawing room, two people bent over and fell on the floor beside the table. On Liberty Star, machines have replaced manpower, and there are less than two dozen crew members, few of whom enjoy dealing with CT meteors, and even fewer who can win the trust of Bryce and Drake.Jenkins knew all of them, and he had found all but four. Exhausted, he returned to the valve, closed the inner door, waited for the rumbling air extractor to suck the air out of him, and went outside again.On the landing field, an inspection platform stood bye.Next to the door of Jianhao, there was a small power supply truck parked on it, and two people were lying there. He boarded the tug again and found Captain Mackey in the cockpit.Mackey breathed slowly, and there was still an anxious expression on his ugly square face, which was exactly the same as the expression he had thought of at the beginning. Of the remaining four, Mackey was the third to be found, and the only name left on the list was Keith.La Gerina.Jenkins shook his head in disbelief. He really didn't like this capable earthling, but he still didn't want to believe that he would betray the fine style of space engineers. However, it could only be him, and the evidence is clear.Saying that the mental breakdown was actually a trick so he could go meet the conspirators.After returning, he pretended to be afraid of riding a CT bull so that he could work in a special laboratory. Jenkins kept his mouth shut, thinking about the unsolved mystery again.Finding La Gerina's name isn't half the answer; who paid for the operation?And which planet now holds those machines and missiles, and La Gerina's technology?Jenkins thought heavily, only to see the outcome of the next world war. He bent down, lifted Munchie's wrist, and looked at the Geiger.The pointer was pointing at the black area. He stared at it, shivering, and cold sweat broke out from his tired body. A fit of rage jolted him awake, and determination straightened his convulsed body.He is dying, and so are the rest of them, but their dreams must live on! He has been sentenced to death, he and all the engineers on Liberty Star.The Geiger had told him this clearly, but he refused to accept the harsh reality.They were in the Amadin coma, although they were dead, but they were still breathing.Brian had paid for a radiation sickness clinic on Albania, and if they were sent there, some might have a chance of survival.Although CT radiation has always been a chronic disease in space medicine, and there is almost no possibility of cure, Jenkins still fantasizes about a medical miracle that will allow these people to regain their lives and continue to realize their great dreams.He put 21 unconscious people on Goodbye.Abbreviated, headed for Albania.