Chapter 24 Chapter Twenty-Three

He replied calmly, and I finally settled down too. "The point of attack is far from me, Manny, I can't see it there. They skimmed the top of the moon's surface in dense formation, and I barely saw how they cut us off from Moon City. All I saw was Johnson I deduced the landing of the other ships based on the radar light spots. I heard them breaking into the Yuecheng Guantie West Station, and now I can hear the sound of fighting in Xinlien. The rest are inferences, maybe The sex is above 99%. As soon as I get this information, I will call you and the professor immediately." I held my breath: "Implement 'Operation Rock' and prepare to attack."

"The program is ready. Manny, because you can't be there, I impersonate your voice, do you want me to play it back for you?" "No- well, you let it go!" I heard "I" tell the guard officer in charge of the old catapult to pull "Operation Rock" Red Alert - we're going to launch the first fully loaded catapult pod, and the rest are ready and waiting on the conveyor belt, just waiting for my order - all fully automatic as planned. "Okay," I said to Mike, "is the laser team ready?" "I also used your voice fraudulently. The staff has been manned and they are all in the standby room. It is impossible for the command ship to reach the far moon point within three hours, four points and seven minutes, and the target will not appear in more than five hours."

"But it can change course and speed, and it can fire missiles." "Don't be so nervous, Man. I'll have a few minutes even if the missiles are fired. It's bright on the other side of the moon now—how many catapult pods do you want them to launch? There's no need to send them all." "Um... sorry. Let me talk to Greg first." "Replay—" I heard the voice of "I" talking to Greg in the Ondera Sea area; "I" sounded a little nervous, but still calm.Mike told him the situation and asked him to prepare "David's catapult" and put it in a fully automatic standby state. "I" assured him that the master computer would program the backup computer.Once the contact is interrupted, it can be switched automatically. "I" also told him that he had to take command and rely on his own judgment when contact was lost and could not be re-established for hours - listen to the radio broadcasts from Earth and make up his own mind.

Greg took the task calmly, repeated it, and said, "Manny, tell the family I love them." Mike did a great job and made me so proud.He choked just right, and answered in my tone, "I will, Greg. Greg, I love you too. You know that, right?" "I know, Manny...I'll be praying for you." "Thank you, Greg." "Goodbye, Manny. Go do what you gotta do." So I started doing what I was supposed to do.Mike played it so realistically, almost better than myself."Adam" would also use my voice to give him instructions if he got in touch with Finn.

I left quickly, telling Mumm how much Greg loved them.Mumu has put on the pressurized suit and wakes up the uncle to help him put it on too-this is the first time he has put on a pressurized suit in ten years.Then I put on my helmet, grabbed my lasgun, and headed out. When I reached the thirteenth airtight door, I found that the airtight door on the other side was blocked.Through the little round window, I could see no one.It stands to reason that at least the soldiers guarding the airlock should be here. Knocking around is useless.I ended up retracing the way I came—through my house, through the vegetable garden tunnel, to our secret airlock to the lunar surface, where we installed a set of solar cells.

Looking out of the small round window, it should be scorching sun outside, but I saw a shadow—the damn Earth battleship has landed on top of Davis' house!Its jacks formed a giant triangle above me, and I could see its jet engines. I hurried down, got out of there, put the cover back on, and sealed all the pressure doors on the way back.I told Mommy to get a boy to guard the back door with a lasgun—just use mine. But there was no boy, no man, not even a defensive woman--all that was left was Mummy, Grandpa, and our little one, and the rest were too busy looking for trouble. Mumu didn't want to use the laser gun: "I don't know how to use it, Manny. It's too late to learn now. Keep it for yourself. They won't go through the Davis Tunnel."

Don't want to argue with her, it's a waste of time arguing with Mumu - maybe she really knows something that I don't.She lived on the moon for a long time and experienced me. I stopped and tried to grab their guns.But the guns were chained to their bodies, and I don't know how to remove them—probably with a key.It's not a laser gun, it's something I've never seen: a real gun.I later learned that the gun fired small explosive missiles - at the time I had no idea how to use a real gun.There are also sharp knives at the end, which are called "bayonets", which is why I have to take them off.My own gun was only good for ten shots, and the bayonets looked useful—one had blood on it, the blood of the Moonman, I think.

It didn't take long before I gave up and stabbed them with my own pocket knife to make sure they were all dead before heading off to the field with my finger on the trigger. This is a riot, not a war. Maybe wars have always been like this, a mess, a noise, and no one knows what's going on.At the widest point of the causeway, on the great north-facing ramp opposite Born Marcher, I saw hundreds of Lunarians, men, women, and children, who were supposed to be at home.Less than half of them were wearing pressurized suits, a handful had weapons—and all that swarmed down the ramp were soldiers, heavily armed soldiers.

But the first thing I noticed was the sound, it was deafening, almost roaring.It was the roar of angry people, from screaming children to howling from adults, and it sounded like the biggest dog fight ever.Suddenly I realized that I was joining them too, shouting and shouting at the top of my lungs. A girl no older than Hazel hopped onto the railing of the ramp, brushing shoulders with the swarming soldiers.She was carrying a weapon - what appeared to be a piece of kitchen utensils.She swung it, hitting a soldier.Because he was wearing a pressurized suit, he didn't do much damage, but he lay down, and a lot of people stepped on him.One of them plunged a bayonet into her thigh, and she fell backward, out of my view.

I couldn't see what happened at all, and I couldn't remember it—only momentary fragments, like shots.For example, the fallen girl is a shot.I don't know who she is, or if she survived.The place where I was was surrounded by water, and there were people everywhere.But I see a display case in front of a toy store on the left.I jumped on it.In this way, I am one meter higher than the sidewalk of the causeway, condescending, and the earthlings swarming down are all under my nose.I stood against the wall, aiming carefully at their left chest.I don't know when I found out that my laser gun was not working, so I had to stop.I estimate that eight soldiers have been killed by me, but I have no time to count.Everyone is moving as fast as they can, but it looks like they are in slow motion.

It turned out that the power supply of the gun ran out.Some earthlings found me and started to fight back.Twice, bullets exploded above my head, and splinters from the walls of the store shattered my helmet. I jumped off the toy counter, clutching the lasgun like a stick, and joined the mob at the bottom of the ramp.The Earthlings kept shooting into the crowd for what seemed like an eternity of time. (Maybe five minutes?) From time to time I heard a sharp "crack" or "snap".This is the sound those little missiles make when they hit a human body and explode!If it hits a wall or other hard object, it will make a louder "snap" sound.I was still sprinting desperately toward the bottom of the ramp when I realized the gunfire had died down. They were all down, dead—no one rushed down the ramp again.