Zhao Yu got into the cockpit and turned to close the hatch, not letting a bit of light through.
Borg twisted his head to look at him, "Maine over? A little earlier than usual, huh?"
"Just got a bad feeling." Seeing his two teammates turn pale together, Zhao Yu hurriedly added, "Slight - no problem as long as I'm back."
Booger let out a long breath and slid his entire body under the seat, "Honey, please finish at once in the future."
Driver Hunter, however, was still uneasy and stared nervously at Zhao Yu, "Old man, are you sure? It's only slight?"
"Please stop calling this nickname."
"Okay, your name is ... uh, Chao? ... See? ... beg?" Hunter had a very hard time pronouncing the word tags on Joewoo's chest, "Oh damn, how the hell do you pronounce that? Why is your last name pronounced so weird! Why can't it be as amiable as my 'Malik'?"
"Alright, I give up, you might as well call me old man, I won't know what my last name should be if I let you pronounce it any longer." Zhao Yu didn't have the heart to say, "What wacky, Zhao Qian Sun Li, I'm the number one ranked surname in China!"
"Well, let's not dwell on secondary issues!" Hunter held up his hand, "What exactly did you have a premonition about?"
"Nothing, keep the status quo, we're safe for tonight." Zhao Yu stripped off his uniform and crawled over to the empty seat at the back of the cockpit and laid down, "But ... if we're still here at noon tomorrow, we're in big trouble."
Borg's face was serious as he jotted down what Zhao Yu had just said onto an electronic memo.
Just then, the face of the sergeant from earlier popped up on the communication screen again, "Borg, our photon radar is reacting! The Alliance's drone fighters are approaching!"
"Leave it alone!" Borg snapped, "Turn off all jamming equipment and heat sources! Do not initiate detection! Trust me!"
The sergeant gritted his teeth, glared at Borg for two seconds, and said viciously, "If we go to hell tonight, I'm going to kick your ass to the floor below!"
All the lights in the cockpit went out, except for a light green screen that was still glowing, with a tiny dot of light on it that was moving to the center of the screen.
"KF4 drone fighter." Hunter muttered as he looked at the point of light, "Capable of carrying four cluster bombs, it could blow up everyone here twice."
Borg looked behind him at Zhao Yu, who was already flattened out on a narrow cot, "Old man, do you want another premonition?"
Zhao Yu just waved his hand, "Just don't make a fool of yourselves."
Although Borg's face was calm, he still dragged over a lookout port and looked out with the most primitive form of periscope.
A faint pillar of light swept across the dark sky without making the slightest stop in the area.
"KF4 passed." Hunter gasped out.
Booger laughed dryly and grabbed a nearby bottle and took two hard swigs of water.
"That was damn, fantastic!" The sergeant shouted excitedly on the other end of the screen, "First time I've ever seen a KF4 drone fighter fly past like a blind man! Booger, your old man is a messenger from God! I'm going to introduce my sister to him!"
"Hasn't your sister been married three times?" Borg said disdainfully, "The old man is still a virgin, and when the war is over I'm going to mobilize all my friends to introduce him to women! ... Right old man?"
"Your whole family is virgins, Captain." Zhao Yu looked up at the roof of the cockpit and closed his eyes, "Okay, cut the crap, I'm going to be quiet for a while, maybe I can see something else."
Borg immediately put his index finger up to his lips in a gesture of silence, and turned off the communication with his hand.
The cockpit suddenly fell into silence, while Zhao Yu was immersed into his own world.
"Premonition" - this was the gift that Jo Yu had acquired after awakening.
Just like what was depicted in clichéd movies or novels, when something particularly bad happened, Zhao Yu was able to sense the so-called "ominous premonition" hours or even days in advance, thus successfully avoiding the risk. This ability is a lifesaver on the battlefield, and after confirming that Zhao Yu's premonitions are never wrong, Sergeant Borg almost dragged him from the infantry to be the co-pilot of the Death Messenger, even though Zhao Yu's driving skills are incredibly bad: "Your main task isn't driving anyway! It doesn't matter even if Zhao Yu's piloting skills sucked: "Your main task isn't piloting anyway!"
However, Zhao Yu did not know why he had this ability after his cryo awakening. He had once secretly checked the information and found that he was not the only one who had acquired strange abilities after freezing, of which "premonition" actually accounted for most of them, which could not be explained by Earth's science and technology, because it was the aliens who really revived them, that is, part of the "Science and Technology Exchange Program" at the time. The "technological exchange program" is part of the program.
Said that the scientific and technological exchanges, in fact, is the Batmings people to the Earth people lessons, but unfortunately the Batmings civilization of science and technology for the Earth people is equivalent to letting the first-grade students to read the university textbooks, so many years down also did not learn too much, and finally had to let the Batmings people personally to solve a variety of difficult problems to the Earth, Zhao Yu's disease is one of them.
As a matter of fact, the freezing technology used by Zhao Yu back then was extremely bad, and after decades of freezing, most of the functions of the body had been lost, and there was no possibility of resurrection with the earth's technology, and if there was no visit of aliens, Zhao Yu's final outcome would probably be to be declared a test failure and then be reduced to a human specimen.
However, the Batmans changed all that. They rebuilt Zhao Yu's body using a technology that the Earthlings did not understand at all, and eliminated the genes that caused Zhao Yu's illness, restoring him to the level of a normal human being, and in the course of this rebuilding process, a certain part of Zhao Yu's brain potential was developed - the above is the speculation from the Batmans, who insisted they were unfamiliar with the structure of the Earth's creatures. constructs were not familiar with it, so it could only be a guess.
"It could be one of the instincts of Earth animals. A portion of the Earth animals themselves have an instinct of sensitivity to natural disasters, which they perceive before the outbreak of such events as earthquakes, volcanoes, etc., and it is probable that human beings, as a type of animal, have also inherited this ability, but in their daily lives they are overridden by a strong sense of self, and are unable to manifest the effects of their 'instincts,' and in the process of bodily reconstruction in the process of physical reconstruction, this part of the instinct may have been stimulated and amplified, resulting in the present situation." A Batmins stated so, "No need to worry, if it is not triggered frequently, after a while this ability will be covered by your self-consciousness again, and at that time you will return to being completely normal people."
"Infrequent triggering ...," Zhao Yu couldn't help but smile bitterly even as he thought about it, "If I was a normal person to begin with, I would have died dozens of times earlier, right?"
What the Batmings could do was to allow Zhao Yu to regain his otherwise healthy body, but this body belonged to the late twentieth century, the early twenty-first century, not the middle of the twenty-second century.
The people of the mid-twenty-second century were human beings who had already been infiltrated by alien technology for nearly a hundred years. Almost every baby had been genetically modified at birth, and most of them also had a few auxiliary chips added to their bodies to make them more adaptable to this environment that was filled with alien technology everywhere. They were healthier, stronger and more agile than the people of Zhao Yu's time. People like Zhao Yu who came from the "old century" had no advantage in front of his descendants, not to mention that the battlefield was filled with alien black technology that he had never heard of more than a hundred years ago, and Zhao Yu was very sure that, if the United States of America at the beginning of the twenty-first century was put into a choke point with a medium-sized country, even if it moved, it would not be possible for them to fight. If the United States in the early twenty-first century were to be put in a chokehold with a medium-sized country, it would not last three months even if nuclear bombs were used.
For "old fashioned" people like him, only this kind of stimulated instinct (God knows whether it is or not) is the treasure that the new human beings can't obtain no matter what, and it is also the biggest guarantee for Zhao Yu's smooth survival in this world so far. From this point of view, no matter how unpleasant the current people were, at least Zhao Yu was supposed to be grateful to the aliens.
But after awakening for almost a year, Zhao Yu had already deeply realized that hating Batmins was the mainstream of modern Earth society. In most people's minds, it was all the fault of those aliens, whose faces were still unknown, that the Earth had turned into what it was now! When they said that "they generally do not reveal their true looks in front of civilizations that have not joined the consortium, so as not to create a gap in civilization exchange", it must be that these guys are extremely lewd looking, and that they might look like some of the livestock that are slaughtered every day on Earth!"
Zhao Yu didn't have any intuitive understanding of these things, and he could justifiably use the phrase "I'm still confused" to get over it when someone mentioned it, but he had a deep understanding of what kind of a mess the people of Earth had made of their own planet in the past few months.
There was a seemingly endless stream of flashes, explosions, blood, screams, barren fields and lead-gray clouds that never seemed to go away.
It was almost like experiencing World War III ... No, what was absurd was that World War III had already broken out. What is even more absurd is that the desolate scenery seen under the eyes actually has nothing to do with the Third World War either.
Zhao Yu showed a helpless bitter smile on his face and was about to fall into a deep sleep.
Just at this time, a broken scene suddenly appeared in his mind!
The sight was so impactful that it made his entire body jump up, and as a result, he hit the roof of the cockpit heavily, and screamed miserably right then and there, only left to stomp his legs in place - this was the cockpit of a combat weapon after all, and there wasn't too much room for him to roll around.
Both Borg and Hunter in the front driver's seat were startled: "Is everything alright, did you see something scary?!"
"No, it's fine, it's just that I hit my head ...," Zhao Yu rubbed his head and laughed bitterly, but that scene just now reappeared, making him hesitate again.
That was the first time the premonition appeared in his mind in the form of an image.
"What the hell, because of frequent use it ended up being upgraded to a version with an image?" Zhao Yu recalled the image, an event to be precise, it was a giant tower of machinery suspended in the sky, from the looks of it it was by no means the style of the Terrans, however it wasn't the style of the Batmings either, and on the ground below the giant tower, the layers were full of mechanical wrecks and corpses, stretching all the way to the end of the horizon that was invisible to the naked eye!
Even after spending several months on the battlefield, witnessing all kinds of destroyed war machines, and all kinds of dead bodies, Zhao Yu could hardly imagine how many people would have to die to pile up such a gruesome scene!
What made Zhao Yu really scared was that among these corpses and wreckage, he clearly saw a mechanical spider that was only half of it, smoldering and motionless, with that familiar skull and ugly "DAETH" painted on its shell!
Is this the future? What the hell happened? When and where did it happen? Is it possible to avoid it?
Zhao Yu thought for a moment and decided not to tell Borg about this frightening sight, or else the captain's character might just drop the Mechanical Spider and choose to walk, "Do everything possible to avoid unlucky things" has always been Sergeant Borg's principle of dealing with things, but the problem is that in the current situation, a few mech pilots going to the Fifth War Zone on foot will only die earlier. The problem was that in the current situation, a couple of mech pilots walking to the Fifth Warzone would only die sooner.
He took a deep breath and tried to re-enter his meditation against the headache that hadn't dissipated to see if he could comfort the captain, but this time it only took a few moments before he opened his eyes with a bitter smile.
"Chevron."
Borg whipped his head around, "Hmm?"
"The situation may have changed, I suggest we leave before dawn."
Borg froze, "Changed? In which direction?"
"The bad side." Joew replied, "My senses tell me that the further away we get from here before dawn the better."
"Oh shit, I was trying to get some sleep, I'm going to have to stay up all night again." Booger bemoaned, but next to him Hunter revealed, "Sir, the pilot is me."
"Shut up, you're obviously on autopilot too!" Borg turned and opened the comm channel, "Attention all units, attention all units, there has been a change in the situation, we're going to have to leave before sunrise."
A chorus of complaints and grunts came from the communication channel, but no one raised any objections, because in this lone army that was completely cut off from the outside world, trusting Zhao Yu was the only way out.
The sound of machinery starting up sounded one after another in the darkness of the wilderness, there were a few flashes of light, that was the sleepy mecha infantrymen debugging their equipment, then all the units switched to the infrared night vision mode, only at a very close distance could they see a few tiny red dots wiggling around, other than that with the naked eye all they could see was blackness, exactly the same as a few moments ago.
Zhao Yu looked at the battle map on the driver's console, a bunch of green dots labeled as teammates were moving, indicating that in the deep darkness, more than a hundred people of the "Mixed Task Force 6" were still maintaining a normal formation. However, they had already been categorized as enemy forces in the Seventh War Zone's sequence list.
Surrounding the green dot of light were red warning signs that were as far as the eye could see.
They were in the middle of the enemy battle zone.
"How does it feel?" Borg asked.
Zhao Yu rubbed his forehead, "Only hunches are not enough, we need lots and lots of luck."