Critical point

Critical Point Publisher: Longcheng Author: Kenichi Matsuzaki Synopsis: Raiki Ohsumi is dispatched to a lunar base as a technical advisor, but his true mission is to conduct a secret investigation into the base's escalating anomalies. He faces a series of emergencies, including an intrusion by an unknown hacker cleverly hidden in the main computer and his team members' unusually high libido… Can Raiki uncover who is behind this sabotage? And can Alice, the military humanoid robot accompanying him, help him get to the bottom of the truth?… Characters: Raiki Ohsumi: A former fighter pilot and intelligence officer, now serving as a special reconnaissance officer. Alice: The military humanoid robot undergoing its first secret combat test during this lunar base mission. Karal: Promoted from a commando to commander of the lunar base due to her exceptional abilities. Riki Tsuka: Raiki's adjutant and personal assistant, a computer enthusiast. Huang Li: Head of the technical department at the base, the second most important person in the lunar base. Marida: Huang Li's adjutant, and also her lesbian SM partner. Juliet: Commander of the assault team, managing this all-female force. Kaminsky: Director of the assault team, one of the few men in the base. Monica: A television reporter whose personality undergoes a 180-degree transformation when she puts on her camera lens. Table of Contents: Preface Chapter 1: The March Pink Rabbit's Nest Chapter 2: Television Reporter vs. Android Chapter 3: The Ripe Fruit Chapter 4: The Queen's Trap Chapter 5: The Unripe Fruit Chapter 6: The Prelude to Slaughter Chapter 7: Hidden Memories Chapter 8: Power Particle vs. Electronic Mind Chapter 9: The Enormous Fruit Chapter 10: The Fruit of Madness Chapter 11: Alice vs. the Fake Sergeant Chapter 12: The Wonderful Fruit Epilogue Preface "Lei Ji! Can you come over here for a moment?" After the operation plan was explained, just as I was about to leave the briefing room, Shirley Yun called out to me. My name is ōsumi Raiki, a railplane fighter pilot in the Freedom Alliance, and Sherry is my co-pilot. We were classmates from pilot training school to aircraft conversion training. Although I've flown with several other pilots before, none of us have the same level of teamwork as her. "Would you like to come to my room? Or Raiki's room is fine too..." "It's been a long time since I've been to Raiki's room..." Sherry smiled at me with her alluring eyes, then turned and walked away. Her bright black eyes and nimble movements reminded me of a cute squirrel. Sherry's buttocks swayed wildly from side to side as she walked ahead, their shape resembling a ripe peach, looking incredibly sexy. Although she wasn't very tall, her breasts and buttocks were large and shapely, making one wonder how she could endure such a voluptuous figure during high-speed maneuvers. Suddenly, Yun turned around and looked at me. "Why do I always feel like someone's staring at my lower body! Do you think my butt's so fleshy that I don't care about the hard seat during ejection?" A direct hit to the target! "Of course! I'm just involuntarily attracted to your sexy butt!" "Really?" Although she sounded somewhat skeptical, she seemed to be in a good mood! But what could she possibly want from me? Actually, Shirley and I are the most compatible in terms of physical relationship, and I've been proposing to her repeatedly for the past six months. However, this is the first time she's contacted me before a flight mission. As I walked, lost in thought, I unknowingly arrived at her door. Following Shirley into her room, I habitually locked the door behind me. At the same time, she turned around and placed her hand behind my waist, her normally delicate arm suddenly seeming to be injected with a powerful force. "Hey...hey!" Completely unprepared for Shirley's sudden action, I could only pull her into my arms and fall onto her bed. "Ah! Heh...heh..." Shirley, lying in my arms, seemed unwilling to get up. Her lips immediately came close to mine, and I didn't refuse her request. Our tongues instantly slid into each other's mouths, delicately intertwining. "Mmm...huff..." Shirley unconsciously let out a series of pleasurable breaths, usually the prelude to the union of our bodies. But did she really want it now? I asked hesitantly, pushing away her alluring lips. "Shouldn't we avoid this kind of thing before a mission? In ten hours we'll be in the sky!" "I don't know why...I just want it!" "That's strange!" "Don't you want it?" "No, not at all!" As our lips met again, I began to unbutton her uniform, and Shirley skillfully twisted her body, making it easier for me to remove her clothes. After completely untying the bindings around her chest, I pulled down her skirt and tights, then ripped off her panties, and casually spread her thighs apart. At that moment, I heard Shirley, lying there, say with a hint of mockery, "You're really impatient!" "You're one to talk! Weren't you already prepared?" As I pulled my fingers out from between her legs, I saw the already excessively wet lubricant trickling down her crotch. "Of course! Ready to take off anytime!" But then again, if I kept dawdling and didn't prepare for the attack, I'd be the one getting scolded. I hurriedly took off my uniform and pounced on Shirley, who was already waiting for me with her arms outstretched. Since we already knew each other perfectly well, I deliberately didn't penetrate her; I wanted to punish her a little! "Ah! Mmm... Ji! No! Don't tease me like that! Come in already!" "Okay! Yes, ma'am!" I then inserted my already hard member into Shirley's already wet and warm hole, and thrust my hips forward. "Ugh... Oh! Mmm..." An indescribable pleasure enveloped her, and with the rhythm of my in-and-out movements, Shirley's entire body began to vibrate noticeably. "Mmm... Oh! Ah... Mmm! So... So comfortable... Oh!" Indeed, our bodies were the perfect match, and suddenly I stopped. "Hey, what's wrong?" "So, you still don't want to get married?" "Why are you bringing this up again? I don't want to live that kind of life where I'm constantly worried at home, hoping my husband will come back safely from his mission! And I absolutely don't want a man in black to suddenly come to my house and tell me that my husband will never come back!" "I know! You've said that so many times!" "Then let me ask you, if we get married, who will sit behind you?" Every time I'm asked this question, I can only surrender. Actually, I've never met a better flying partner than her. "No... otherwise, I can apply to switch to a single-pilot aircraft!" "Stop talking! In short, I'm not willing to give up flying!" It seems I'll have to accept my bad luck again this time... "Alright! You can't not rest and recover your strength before departure! Now, please seriously prepare for the mission ahead!" To be honest, her decisive personality is also what fascinates me. It seems I have no choice but to focus on the mission again. So-called orbital fighter pilots are essentially half-astronauts. The FS-103, for example, is propelled directly into the atmosphere via rocket boosters, gliding along a ballistic trajectory. It can then de-orbit from any point and re-enter the atmosphere, with a maximum speed far exceeding that of enemy surface-to-air missiles. Therefore, during attack missions, it can easily destroy enemy defensive structures—such as air defense radar stations or missile launchers—from optimal positions, allowing our conventional air force or ground troops to penetrate deeply. Even if the enemy sends fighters to resist, it's futile; no fighter can keep up with the speed of the FS-103, and no fighter that engages it head-on escapes unscathed. Although the FS-103's designation includes the prefix "F," indicating fighter, its actual equipment and airframe are no different from those of a strategic attack aircraft. Originally, this blitzkrieg operation in South Africa should have been an easy mission as well. Shooting down ballistic missiles is no easy task, let alone railguns with the ability to evade attacks. Attacking railguns with conventional surface-to-air missiles is virtually impossible, which is why the combat casualty rate for railguns has always remained below one percent. But I never dreamed that I would actually encounter such a minuscule probability! A surface-to-air laser attack vehicle, overlooked during our reconnaissance, launched a surprise attack from behind as we passed through enemy airspace! The fuselage struck by the laser beam looked as if it had been run over by a needle-carving machine, with a row of neatly spaced bullet holes. "We've been hit! It's a laser beam!" "Where were we hit?" "Rear right flank!" "What the hell are those guys in the intelligence unit doing?!" "Damn it! The engine looks damaged! The lower wing is about to fall off! The tail is cracked beyond recognition. We can't go on like this without slowing down!" "But if we slow down here, we'll just be waiting to be disintegrated in mid-air!" "Then we have no choice but to slow down gradually.""!" Unexpectedly, during the deceleration, another "Bang!" came from behind, accompanied by a tremendous impact. Instantly, all the warning lights turned red. Although the exact situation couldn't be determined, it was safe to assume that one of the engines was likely destroyed! "Quickly shut off the rocket booster's air intake engine! Close the fuel valve!" "I'm doing it! Ah... fire!" "Where's the automatic fire suppression system?" "It's broken! Switching to manual doesn't work either! What do we do?" "Me too! The generator's automatic safety system has been activated!" "Should we abandon the plane here?" "You mean we should parachute here? This is right in the middle of the enemy's camp!" "What else can we do? The plane is clearly beyond repair!" "We must find a way to hold out until we reach the coastal area of the front line!" "Are you kidding me? By then we'll be crashed and turned into charcoal!" "That's better than becoming prisoners! Especially for you!" Chapter 1 The March Pink Rabbit's Nest In the early 21st century, the percentage of the world's population with sufficient food supply dropped sharply from 15% at the end of the 20th century to 3%. The energy crisis, which occurred almost simultaneously with the food crisis, caused conflicts of all sizes around the world, and the world's countries split into four major camps under the influence of different ideologies. Ironically, the energy resources rapidly developed during the war and the drastically reduced population have seemingly formed a temporary, stable equilibrium. It's 2037, two years since I was shot down. Now, as a captain, I'm en route to the lunar base. Currently, neither faction has plans to build a large-scale base on the moon, as its strategic importance is not high, and maintaining one is extremely expensive. My destination—the Freedom Union lunar base—has recently experienced a series of anomalies in its radar and communication equipment, and reports indicate that base operations are far behind schedule. Therefore, my superiors decided to send me to investigate. Officially, my title is "Technical Advisor," but my true mission is "Special Reconnaissance Officer." Originally an orbital fighter pilot, I was transferred from frontline combat units to intelligence after losing an arm in Operation Blitz. This means my superiors don't believe the recent anomalies are simply accidents. Upon receiving the order, I immediately set off, boarding the space shuttle that shuttled between Earth's satellite orbit and the lunar base. Although I was a former fighter pilot, I was merely a passenger on the space shuttle, and should have obediently stayed in the passenger seat. However, it was so boring that after some persuasion, they finally agreed to arrange a special seat for me in the cockpit. But this space shuttle was originally a temporary flight fully loaded with maintenance equipment, and I was the only passenger on board, so it didn't make much difference to them where I sat. As the space shuttle approached the lunar surface, I could feel the impact of the fuselage decelerating. At this moment, the captain turned to me and said, "Captain! We're about to reach the base; we'll be landing in a few minutes!" "Great! Finally, I can say goodbye to this boring journey!" As the space shuttle descended, the outlines of the lunar mountains became increasingly clear. The base was situated in a valley nestled between mountains, and most of its facilities were built underground to protect it from the sun's intense ultraviolet radiation and meteorite impacts. The space shuttle's landing runway, like other equipment, was also underground, its protective shield only deployed during takeoff and landing—it felt a bit like landing on a stationary aircraft carrier. "What the hell is this? The guidance orb keeps bouncing around, how am I supposed to lock on?" "It's like a rubber ball!" the co-pilot quipped. The captain and co-pilot were muttering complaints because the automatic landing guidance system's signal kept fluctuating, preventing the space shuttle from smoothly entering the guidance path. Knowing beforehand that something unusual might be happening inside the base, I couldn't help but feel a sense of foreboding. "You guys should be pretty clear about my mission to the moon this time, and the purpose of the equipment in the cargo hold, right?" "We're currently in the process of landing preparations, can you please be quiet?" Perhaps the landing wasn't going as smoothly as expected, the captain replied irritably. "That's why I asked you!" "Is it because there are always problems happening around the base?" This time it was the co-pilot who responded. "Look! It's the landing autopilot malfunctioning again!" "Come to think of something, it's been a bit off for a while now!" "Please, think of something quick! I don't want to crash into a mountain!" "Me too! Hey! Kuwan Tom! Switch the flight controls to manual. Looks like we'll have to land on our own!" "Are you kidding me?! There are only 40 seconds left until the scheduled landing time, and we haven't practiced unguided landings in ages!" "Stop rambling! Begin landing!" Ignoring the guidance signals from the base, the space shuttle began its autonomous landing preparations. However, from above, the light leaking from the narrow entrance of the underground airport, barely wide enough for one space shuttle to pass through, looked no different from a firefly at its 100-meter mark. The precision required for a safe landing without guidance is far greater than threading a needle through the eye of a pin. However, the experienced captain lived up to expectations, smoothly gliding the space shuttle into the underground airport, where the control tower was now in sight. Suddenly, the aircraft felt a violent lateral impact, unlike the vertical vibrations expected during normal flight, followed by the jolts of the fuselage scraping against the runway. "I didn't expect to crash into the mountainside at the very end! If we don't fix it, we won't be able to get back to Earth!" "Captain! I'll have to write a apology report now!" First Officer Kuwan Tom said pitifully from the side. "I told you to switch to manual control! If there are any problems, just ask me!" "I gave the order, so I should take full responsibility. That's what a captain should do, isn't it?" the captain replied with a hearty laugh. "Kuwan Tom, now you know why you've been flying for so many years and still haven't become a captain!" From the vertical cliff next to the tarmac, I could see a sealed passageway extending out. At least we'd finally arrived safely at the lunar base. *** After passing through the long, sealed passageway, this should be the rest area next to the control room, I thought to myself. But then a strange figure appeared before me—an Asian woman who looked only 15 or 16 years old. She smiled and saluted me. After I returned the salute, she walked towards me. "You must be the new technical advisor, Captain ōsumi Raiki, right? First of all, welcome to the moon! I'm Corporal Ishizuka Riki! From today onwards, I'll be your special assistant!" Before setting off, I had already collected basic information on the main targets of this mission's investigation. I hadn't expected that this genius girl was also one of the key targets, and she looked much younger in person than in the photos. She looked exactly like a Girl Scout in her uniform, but her academic record was even more astonishing. She completed all the technical courses at the NCO school in a year (ranking first in every subject), an unprecedented record at the school. However, she ranked last in leadership and language, a significant drop in grades. Under normal circumstances, she might not even have graduated. However, the personnel department wanted to make the best use of her talents, so they specially arranged for her to intern at a lunar base, using her internship grades to replace her leadership credits. In the past, in Western armies, someone like her might have been eligible for NCO treatment and served as an intern, but that wouldn't work now. This is one example of the many differences between modern and 20th-century armies. If a commanding officer were to be killed in action during wartime, having this young girl temporarily in command would be a major problem, even at such an insignificant base. However, including her in the investigation wasn't just because of her grades. Although there's no concrete evidence yet, various signs indicate she might be involved in hacking into the military's computer system, so her connection to this incident cannot be ruled out. "Whether it's an introduction to the base, assistance from the technical department, or any needs you may have, please don't hesitate to tell me!" Although my technical course grades weren't bad, and I even underwent some special training before this operation to maintain my image as a technical advisor, I still had to be extra careful in front of this girl to avoid accidentally giving myself away. "And..." Rikiko seemed to have something else to say. "Huh, is there anything else?" "Captain Osumi is of Japanese descent, right? And my name is somewhat similar to the captain's, so I've unconsciously developed a 'novelty' towards you!" This guy's poor language skills are definitely not without reason! "Corporal, your language skills seem a bit lacking!""How did you know?" "Let me tell you! At this moment, it shouldn't be called novelty, it should be called familiarity!" "Ah! Sorry! Computer language is my specialty!" Really, these young people these days are such a headache! Then I realized that I'm only in my early twenties, and I'm really getting annoyed by these kids. As we were talking, Lieutenant Colonel Karal Benedictine had already led me to the base commander's office. It seems that Lieutenant Colonel Karal Benedictine had been waiting for me for quite a while. "Reporting, Commander! Space Force Captain Raiki Ohsumi reporting for duty! Please grant me permission to begin my duties at this base today." "Understood! All approved!" "Captain Ohsumi! Welcome to Lunar Base D-02!" The commander warmly shook my hand, his warm palm seemed a little damp. "We sincerely hope you can help us resolve our current predicament, Technical Advisor!" "Your subordinate will do his utmost and will not let you down!" Her personal information was already firmly etched in my mind. According to the records, since graduating from the military academy, she had received an A rating in all her units. Unlike Rikiko, Karal's grades were not only excellent but also remarkably balanced across all subjects, making her a rare talent in the military in recent years. Moreover, being able to serve as a border commander despite being a woman speaks volumes about her abilities and qualifications. Although her age was considered relatively young for a commander, to me she was probably close to my mother's age. Despite the advanced state of modern cosmetic surgery, she still looked much younger than most women her age. Her enormous breasts seemed poised to burst open the buttons of her uniform at any moment, appearing to be at least a G or H cup. However, her oversized figure still had to endure the standard military equipment specifications, a consequence of inadequate logistical support. "With this, you can freely enter and exit any corner of the base!" The commander said, handing me a small card. Each important department in the base was equipped with an automatic locking system for identification; without this card, passage was impossible. "This card also has the function of detecting radiation. If it emits a warning sound, or if the card turns yellow or red, you need to pay special attention!" Li Zi, like a helpful shopkeeper, added a few more detailed explanations. "Although you're new and unfamiliar with everything, I hope you can quickly get up to speed and start working!" On the way to the CIC room, we encountered another team member; she seemed to be waiting for us. "Wait a minute!" The speaker was Captain Huang Li, the head of the technical department, the undisputed second-in-command in the base. Although we were of the same rank, she seemed far more experienced and older than me. "I heard there's a new technical advisor; it must be you," she said, giving me a distrustful look. "Yes! I am Captain Ohsumi! Nice to meet you!" "My name is Huang Li! If you have any questions, please feel free to ask!" "If you encounter any problems, shouldn't you report to the lieutenant colonel first?" "Hmph!" Huang Li suddenly scoffed disdainfully. "What can that dim-witted old woman do! Is that why you were sent here?" Lieutenant Colonel Karal's personality gave people a warm feeling, but Huang Li was different. Although she was a beautiful woman, her appearance and attitude were quite unbearable. "Forget it, I won't talk to you anymore! Aren't you going to the CIC? I'll take you there!" "Ah! Report, Captain! But right now I'm taking Captain Ohsumi to the CIC..." Rikiko, who was my special assistant, interrupted. "Now I'm in charge of the CIC—I'm going to introduce you to the captain! Is there anyone more suitable than me?" "That's true..." Huang Li suddenly snatched my luggage from my hands and half-forced it into Rikiko's hands. "Hurry up and take the captain's luggage to put it away, and double-check it while you're at it! Hurry up!" "Yes...yessir!" Li Zi seemed startled by Huang Li's sudden action. After bowing, she grabbed my bag and ran off. It seems dealing with this woman is going to be exhausting. *** Besides warehouses and storage rooms, which require large spaces, the CIC (Central Intelligence Center) is probably the largest department in the base. Since the CIC is essentially the nerve center of the entire base, for security and to defend against attacks, it's located on the lowest level in the very center of the base. All the base's reconnaissance equipment and defensive weapons are operated from here. Furthermore, intelligence gathered by radar stations and optical detection equipment located further away from the base is also gathered here. The CIC is staffed by three shifts of four people each. Although it should be the most important place in the entire base, there's no sense of tension whatsoever. Perhaps it's because of its location on the border, and the fact that personnel can't go outside, leading to such monotonous and tedious days year after year! In this kind of repetitive base life, anyone would inevitably become lazy, but there should at least be some of the tension that a military base should have. But here, there's no sign of that at all. "Captain! Do you need me to give you a brief explanation first?" Huang Li said to me, standing in front of the CIC entrance. She didn't seem to mind the almost polluted air quality inside. Was she really indifferent, or was this just the normal situation here? "Oh! No need! I've already taken the relevant courses before coming!" This wasn't bragging; I was now at a level where I could immediately replace any staff member on site. "How about this? Let me introduce you to the team members on duty first!" Huang Li said, turning around. "Salute!" Sure enough, there were three female and one male staff members in the CIC room, staring at the screen on the wall. They slowly turned around when they noticed us entering. I don't mean that everyone can't look away from the screen. These detection devices are capable of distinguishing between normal and abnormal states. As soon as something unusual happens, they will immediately issue warning signals of different levels. It is the human's job to interpret the meaning of these signals. However, seeing them staring at the screen, I really doubt whether they are capable of reacting immediately when an abnormal situation occurs. "Let me introduce you. This is the technical advisor who just reported to the base—Captain Raiki Ohsumi!" What impressed me most at this moment was that the eyes of all four of them looked like those of patients with a severe cold and fever, dull and lifeless. "I hope his arrival can solve the problem of the frequent accidents at the base recently!" Huang Li said this, but it sounded like a challenge, as if she had come for nothing. "I will do my best to meet everyone's expectations, but... excuse my bluntness! It seems the work efficiency here isn't ideal, is it?" "This has absolutely nothing to do with our professionalism. Working in such a confined space, this situation is unavoidable!" Huang Li's resolute tone left no room for argument. However, strangely, while Huang Li was speaking, a female technical staff member began to mutter to herself intermittently. "Newcomer reporting for duty... technical consultant... a new man, huh... so hot... I can't let it leak out! But I really..." "Cui," this female team member called Cui, actually stood up from the chair in front of the main monitoring screen and started walking towards me, unbuttoning her uniform as she did so. I was startled by her sudden and unusual behavior and didn't know how to react for a moment. "Lieutenant Cui! I order you to return to your post immediately!" Hearing Huang Li's firm command, Cui suddenly stopped, but then slowly began walking towards me again. "Ah... I can't take it anymore... My body is so hot... so hot..." In the blink of an eye, Cui had ripped open her uniform and bra, her breasts, barely contained by her bra, practically bursting out. Perhaps due to the friction from forcefully pulling the buttons and tie, there were several red scratches on her fair chest. "Hold me... hold me tight..." She ran to my side and hugged me tightly. "What... what's going on?" I immediately pushed Cui away forcefully. At this moment, the male operative who had been sitting next to her rushed over, grabbed her arms from behind, and dragged her away. This man was one of the few male members of the base, named Che Cai. "Let me go! Let me go! Don't stop me!" "Cui! Calm down! Don't do anything reckless here!" "Didn't I tell you! I can't take it anymore!" After a struggle, Cui was finally dragged to the center of the room. Unexpectedly, Cui's attitude changed 180 degrees. She quickly pulled out a pistol from its holster and pointed it at Che Cai's head. "Didn't I tell you I can't take it anymore? Forget it, I don't care who it is! Che Cai! You'd better take your pants off right now, quick!" Cui was breathing heavily as she bent down to help the slow-moving man undo his belt. In the blink of an eye, even his underwear was off. Then she immediately knelt down and began to suck on the man's penis intensely, like sucking on a pacifier. Che Cai's penis instantly...It swelled up. I couldn't help but wonder if a man who could still get an erection under these circumstances had a mental problem, but I didn't fire. Cui and Che Cai were too close; if I shot, I might accidentally injure Che Cai or destroy the control equipment around the room. "Now, lie face up!" Hearing Cui's order, Che Cai obediently lay on the floor, his large, erect penis pointing straight to the ceiling. Seeing this, Cui's breathing quickened, and a flush rose all over her body. "Haha! Don't spoil my fun!" Cui waved the pistol threateningly at those around her, then straddled Che Cai, quickly rolling up the hem of her skirt and pulling her underwear aside. Instantly, the love fluid that had been hidden by her underwear flowed down her thighs like a burst dam. Immediately, Cui aligned the center of her thighs with the tip of the erect penis and sat down, instantly swallowing Che Cai's penis. "Ah...ahh..." Cui exclaimed involuntarily, like a drug addict undergoing an injection. Soon after, having completely swallowed Che Cai's penis, Cui began to move her hips up and down. "Ah! Ah...oh! Right here...ah...ah...oh..." As Che Cai's penis moved in and out of Cui's vagina, the rubbing sound, like chewing gum, filled the entire ICE room. Meanwhile, the other two team members reacted strangely. Rather than being afraid of the gun in Cui's hand, they seemed to be enthusiastically watching a rare live sex show, their saliva almost audible. At this moment, Cui was already lost in carnal pleasure. The gun, originally intended to threaten the others, was now being used as a tool for her own enjoyment. She not only rubbed it against her breasts but also licked and sucked the barrel with great excitement, seemingly treating it as another penis. Then, she slid the saliva-covered barrel between her breasts. Unexpectedly, at that moment, a shrill gunshot rang out beside me. Huang Li had drawn her service pistol and was standing there! The bullet she fired pierced Cui's head, but the story didn't end there. The look of surprise on Cui's face froze instantly, and she stopped moving, slowly collapsing onto the man. At that moment, the gun in her hand was aimed squarely at Che Cai's chest... firing the last bullet! Perhaps because it hit her heart directly, Che Cai didn't even have time to cry out in pain. She groaned twice and then stopped convulsing. From the moment I entered until now, the ICU has been filled with the half-naked bodies of a man and a woman. Blood oozing from their bodies, mixed with scattered, milky-white brain matter, slowly spread across the floor. "Hmph…looks like there's no need for introductions now!" Huang Li's voice trembled slightly. Although they were both soldiers, officers not assigned to field units rarely had the opportunity to directly confront corpses, let alone shoot them themselves. And the two who died were lying right before their eyes. No matter how strong Huang Li's personality was, she could no longer maintain composure at this moment. But she was right; in this situation, not only was a technical examination unnecessary, but even introductions were pointless. "I thought so too." "I'll handle what happens here! Captain, if there are no other issues, please return to your room and await further instructions!" "I used to be on the front lines; I think perhaps staying here can be of some help!" "No need! We have a dedicated emergency response team here!" Oh right! I almost forgot! Although the base is small, it will still be equipped with the smallest possible Marine Corps unit. "And don't forget! This is also the front line!" She realized she'd misspoke after hearing that. Although the nature of the base differed, it was undeniably a front-line base. "You're right! Forgive my slip of the tongue!" Her voice had unconsciously stopped trembling; perhaps it was her stubborn nature that commanded respect. But then again, as the technical advisor, there was no reason for me to stay any longer. As a reconnaissance officer, my job was to memorize everything I saw. So, after finding out where my cabin was, I left the ICS room. I thought I had a good grasp of the base's layout and structure, but suddenly I had no idea where I was. Although I'd never been on an aircraft carrier before due to my branch of service, I figured most new recruits were in a similar state. This was really giving me a headache. Just as I was thinking this, a strange singing and counting suddenly came from the other end of the passage. "The moon... its gravity is too weak..." "The moon... its gravity is too weak..." "The girls' muscles will weaken..." "The girls' muscles will weaken..." After turning a corner, the female members of the Lushan Line Commando Team, who were singing and counting, ran towards me while singing and counting. They must be doing long-distance running training in the base! "We... don't want to become limp mummies..." "We... don't want to become limp mummies..." These are really unsettling lyrics! I guess these are lyrics unique to the lunar base. What also caught my eye was their unique uniforms. Perhaps to compensate for the low gravity on the moon, each team member was strapped with heavy hammers to their hands and feet. Their lower bodies wore standard military combat pants and boots, while their upper bodies, besides a thin spacesuit, were covered only by a coarse mesh thermoregulating bodysuit. The vibration of their breasts was almost indistinguishable from when they were naked, and the shape of their nipples was clearly visible. In this base, which was almost devoid of men, this was perhaps to be expected, but it left me unsure where to look. Normally, I might have pretended not to see them and quietly walked past, but this was a special circumstance, so I had to steel myself and call out to the female team member running at the front. "Come here for a moment!" She heard me and ran to my side, saying, "Reporting, Captain! Were you calling me?" "Excuse me! I have something I'd like to ask you!" Then she winked at the team members behind her, signaling them to continue forward. "Yeah..." A disgruntled voice came from the ranks. "Run, Tiana! Didn't you see the captain wanted to see me?!" "Tch..." "Alright! Run faster! One! Two! One! Two..." 'Ma...Jon's figure is amazing...' 'Ma...Jon's figure is amazing...' Soon, only one female assault team member remained in front of me. Due to the close proximity, a sweet and sour female scent mixed with the smell of dilated sweat glands wafted over me. Even as she reached me, she didn't stop walking, so her breasts continued to bounce up and down beneath her tight mesh top. Although I had just witnessed a horrific tragedy, my blood was still involuntarily rushing to my lower body. I had to shift my gaze away from her upper body, which was even more alluring than her naked body. "By the way! What's your name?" "Reporting, sir! I'm Corporal Triporte!" Now, the names and faces of all the important figures were finally pieced together in my mind. My luck was really good! "Because I just arrived at this base, so..." "Did you come on that temporary supply voyage? I thought it only carried maintenance equipment!" "You're right! Actually, I'm not much different from maintenance equipment!" "Huh..." "So I'm not very familiar with the base's internal layout. Could you please tell me how to get to my cabin?" "That's easy! I'll just take you there!" "No problem! You just need to show me how to get there..." Before I could finish speaking, she didn't even ask for my cabin number and turned around to slowly run forward. A moment later, she stopped a short distance ahead and turned around, saying, "Reporting, sir! This is it!" This area must be designated as a residential area, I thought. *** Trepot Wu Chen pointed me to my cabin door without hesitation. "Thank you so much! Sergeant! I'm so glad you helped!" Unexpectedly, when I was about to enter the room, Trepot actually followed behind me. "Is there anything else I can help you with?" she asked, deliberately puffing out her chest, clearly emphasizing her prominent breasts. Perhaps due to the friction between her breasts and uniform during training, the nipples stood erect as if unafraid. "Oh no! There's nothing else now! Besides, you should still be training, shouldn't you?" Hearing me say that, she glanced at me with a childlike innocence. "We should repay your kindness today when we're both free, don't you think?" A flicker of enthusiasm seemed to flash in Triport's eyes. "Are you serious, Captain? You can't lie to me!" With that, she took a step forward and stood at attention, her full breasts pressing against my chest as she puffed out her chest. Through the thin uniform, I could clearly feel the elasticity of her breasts; it seemed she was indeed doing it intentionally."Yes! If there's a chance recently!" "Reporting, Captain! Corporal Triporte, return to the unit immediately!" I thought she was about to leave the room, but unexpectedly she turned back in a flash, handing me a note with extremely messy handwriting, on which she wrote her cabin number and her watch time. Finally, when I was alone in the room, I first gave the room a general overview. The bed was made very neatly, which must have been Rikiko's doing. There was also a small desk and a standard multimedia terminal, which could be described as the most basic equipment imaginable. Fortunately, it was relatively spacious compared to the petty officers' quarters on the ship, and the luggage that Rikiko had taken was neatly placed next to the desk. As I was still thinking about what to do next, I suddenly heard a thud outside the door, like someone had fallen, followed by the sound of the terminal turning on, and then Rikiko's face appeared on the screen. "Report! It's Corporal Ishizuka! Sorry to keep you waiting!" The door opened, and sure enough, Rikiko was standing there, looking breathless. She must have rushed over in a panic. "I shouldn't have called you, right..." "This room is designed so that as soon as the captain steps in, it sends a signal to notify me! Is there anything I can help you with?" "Oh, I see! But I really don't have anything to do right now..." "Would you like me to prepare dinner for you?" "You're right, it's about time to eat!" I wasn't so sensitive as to lose my appetite at the sight of a corpse or two. "Okay, thank you!" "Yes, sir!" I was getting tired of eating fast food in the air after several days, and I couldn't help but feel excited for my first meal after arriving at the base. Strangely, Rikiko didn't go outside; instead, she walked up to my terminal. A bad feeling crept into my heart. "Whether you want Japanese food, Chinese food, Western food, Indonesian food, or Thai food, I can handle it!" "Then I'll have some sashimi!" "Sorry! Raw food is not available here!" "How about pork cutlet rice and miso soup instead?" "Yes, ma'am!" After saying that, Rikiko started typing the commands. Seeing is believing, her typing speed is at least several times faster than mine. But what I don't understand is, it's just ordering food, is it necessary to type so exaggeratedly? It seems that this meal is probably not worth looking forward to. At most, it's some space food commonly used during long-term space travel. The so-called fried pork cutlet is just a fake thing made of long-preserved artificial protein glue, covered with breadcrumbs that look no different from paper scraps, and finally shaped with food-grade adhesive! A few minutes later, a "ding!" sounded. On the wall in front of the desk, the cover of a garbage chute that looked like a building suddenly opened and delivered an extremely hard plastic square tray with a soup cup of the same material on it. It didn't look like pork cutlet rice or miso soup at all, and it was even covered with a lid to prevent it from tipping over during transport. But when I opened the lid, that familiar aroma was absolutely irresistible. The taste was slightly different from the real thing, but the flavor was incredibly lifelike. "Mmm..." I couldn't help but exclaim. "How is it? Is it to your liking?" "Mmm! It's practically indistinguishable from the real thing!" "That's great! These items not on the menu, I guess I need to reset the automatic food processor!" Ah, I see! So that's why I was hitting it so hard earlier. "What happens if I accidentally make a mistake when ordering?" "Then something awful will come up! Wahaha!" "Does this mean there isn't even a central kitchen in this base?" "Yes! To reduce unnecessary waste of space and resources, individuals are not allowed to cook for themselves in this base!" So, does that mean that accidentally ordering the wrong thing and getting something inedible isn't a waste? Speaking of which, I haven't had a decent pork cutlet rice bowl in ages, and I devoured it in no time, while Riko just watched me wolf it down with a silly grin. "Rikiko, aren't you going to eat?" "I already ate before you came back! Heh..." After enjoying this rare meal in the base, I felt an immense sense of satisfaction. Riko put the utensils I used back into the trash can, pressed a button, and I heard a mechanical sound, probably the sound of the utensils being taken away. "Is there anything else you need, sir?" "I don't think so for now." "Because my position is the captain's personal special assistant, you can ask me anything without hesitation!" "Hey! You don't need to be so nervous just because taking care of the guests' daily needs is your job!" "Are you really okay..." Seeing her silly look made me want to tease her a little. "However! If the guests ask you to spend the night with them, that's a different story!" After hearing this, Riko's eyes widened, looking completely bewildered. "'Sharing a village banana'? But there's no village here, and no bananas either." Oh no! I forgot that this girl failed her language course. "Um... 'spending the night with them' and 'sharing a village banana' are... very different. Never mind! Just pretend I didn't say anything!" "Yay..." "Alright! Thank you for your hard work today! The dinner was really great! I'll call you again if needed!" "Yes! Then I'll take my leave!" Riko left with a completely puzzled expression. As soon as Rikiko left, Huang Li's image appeared on the screen on the table. "Routine report! The duty schedule for the CIC room is currently being adjusted! Captain Ohsumi, please report to the CIC room at 10:00 AM Earth Standard Time tomorrow!" "Hey! What happened to that matter earlier..." "Routine report! The current duty schedule for the CIC room..." I wanted to ask her how things were going, but the screen just kept repeating the same text. It seemed to be an automated message from the image. What an unbearable woman. I checked the time; it was 2:13 AM Earth Standard Time. Perhaps it was the effect of the journey, but I fell asleep soon after going to bed. Chapter Two: TV Reporter vs. Android I was woken up early by my pre-set alarm. After taking a nice shower and shaving, I sat down at the terminal to order some breakfast. After starting the program on the food processor, a basic menu appeared on the screen, with about thirty items, somewhat resembling the dishes commonly found in small restaurants in old North American city centers, except for the items I ordered yesterday. I initially considered asking Riko for help, but then thought it would be excessive to trouble her with meals every time! Besides, her job couldn't be limited to just taking care of my personal needs. In the end, I ordered a breakfast set meal (C), which turned out to be a ham sandwich, a boiled egg, and a cup of coffee (it looked like it). Comparing the two as I ate, I couldn't help but be impressed by Riko's computer skills once again. After finishing breakfast and everything was ready, it seemed a bit too early, but I couldn't guarantee I wouldn't get lost again like yesterday, so I decided it would be safer to leave early. So I retrieved the base's internal layout map from the terminal and tried my best to memorize it. But sure enough, I got lost again in no time. At least I realized I was probably not suited for service on an aircraft carrier. While asking for directions, I unexpectedly encountered someone even more out of place at this military base than Li Zi. She was wearing a baseball cap, a thin, straight-cut sweater that practically revealed her cleavage, and work trousers—a rather oddly dressed, large woman. She was also carrying a large 3D camera that looked like a surface-to-air rocket launcher, with synchronized camera goggles attached to her face. Who exactly is this strange woman who's never appeared in the files? "Hey! You are..." "Are you asking me?" "That's right! Who are you? It seems you're not from this base!" "Tsk... When asking someone for help, you should at least introduce yourself first, that's basic politeness, isn't it?" "Ah, sorry! I... I'm Captain ōsumi, I just reported to this base yesterday. Is that alright?" The big woman suddenly whistled and said, "Phew... even later than me! That's really strange!" Although I don't know what's so strange about her, her attitude is really infuriating! "Alright! Now can you tell me who you are?" "Eeya eeya... I'm a war correspondent dispatched by ABS, you've heard of them, right? ABS is the largest of the four major television networks! And I belong to a media service company called harbor.net.service, a small outsourcing unit of an outsourcing unit of ABS!" "You guys are really capable, managing to get permission to conduct this interview!" "Ya! We officially obtained permission from high-level officials! Because the general manager of our parent company has a special relationship with a high-ranking military official! OK." Although it's permission from high-ranking military officials, there are many competing systems within the military, or power struggles between units of the same level within the same agency. This case might also...It must be the result of one of the units acting unilaterally and without authorization. As an intelligence officer, I couldn't help but become interested in the complicated and ambiguous relationship involved. And these guys really know how to pick their timing; of all times, they had to come now! "But then again, although the Freedom Alliance has granted us special permission to come and interview, they've imposed countless restrictions on the area. I'm going crazy! They say this area is off-limits, and that area is some kind of classified or dangerous zone. To be honest, I didn't come here to film the living conditions or warehouses in the base! Seriously!" The big woman said, angrily slapping the 3D camera as she spoke. "This professional, high-precision 3D camera of ours isn't just for show! And I'm not here for sightseeing! My purpose is to capture some more in-depth, more sensational, and more shocking exclusive footage! Seriously! Our section chief just talks nonsense and is incredibly stingy when it comes to interview fees, even only booking one seat on the space shuttle, pushing everything onto me, what an idiot! That's the gist of it! Captain! Can you help me think of a solution within your authority? You should be able to handle things here, shouldn't you?" This girl rambled on for ages without even giving her name, I really couldn't take it anymore. She said the interview fee was reduced, but I bet most of it turned into bribes to the military. I finally couldn't hold back and reached out to this arrogant female reporter's face, ripping off her camera goggles! "Ugh!" "You'd better show some respect. Not only do you not introduce yourself, but you also wear this thing the whole time you're talking to people. Is that what you call polite?" To my utter surprise, what appeared under the goggles was a timid expression, like a frightened deer! "I...I'm sorry! Um...my name is...Monica Brown! I...I was rude just now, I'm so...so sorry! I uh..." What an impolite big woman! Oh no! She's practically a character from a Slevin novel with a split personality! "Um...that! My camera goggles..." "Is this it?" So I handed the goggles back to her. "Ah...thank you! I'm sorry!" But as soon as Monica put on the goggles, she seemed to switch off, reverting to the rude and arrogant person she was before! "Yay! General, my apologies! I really don't know what to do without this thing!" "You mean that thing? And also! I'm not a general!" "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I didn't mean any harm! Boss, please forgive me!" Although she's different from Li Zi, she seems to be another one who's gone off the rails. "Shh... Although I've already apologized, I'll show you something interesting! Come with me for a moment!" After saying that, Monica turned around and strode away, not even bothering to listen to my reply. First Huang Li, then Tripod, and now this Monica, there are so many people in this base who won't listen to anyone! Although I left early, if I kept wasting time with this strange big woman, I might really be late. So I decided to ignore her and turned to walk in another direction, but after Monica noticed my indifferent attitude, she came back and grabbed my arm, half-forcibly pulling me in the direction she indicated. "You don't understand? I'm not interested in listening to your rambling anymore!" "Don't be like that! It won't take you much time! I guarantee I won't waste your time!" "Then tell me first, what do you want me to see?" "Telling you first would be boring! You'll know once you see it! Shh... I guarantee, Captain, even if you walk around the base a thousand times like this, you'll never see anything this interesting!" Hearing her say that piqued my interest. Why couldn't I see it by myself? What could it be? From a work perspective, I should know about this. "Okay, I promise! But you have to let go of my hand first!" "You can't back out now! Boss is a reasonable person indeed!" Hearing me say that, Monica immediately revealed her neat and beautiful white teeth, smiled happily, and gave me a thumbs up with her right hand. After walking behind her for a while, the surrounding lights seemed to dim. On one side of the corridor, there were piles of various kinds of equipment and gear, probably because there wasn't enough space in the warehouse! I guessed this area was a less-used district, so the staff used it as a temporary warehouse, and that's why the lights were deliberately turned off to save electricity. At that moment, I felt like an innocent passerby being dragged from the main street into a back alley by a pimp. "Ugh! I don't know where you're taking me..." Before I could finish speaking, Monica covered my mouth with her hand. "Shh...we're almost there, please don't make a sound, boss!" Hearing her say that, I had no choice but to shut up. "But...where are you taking me?" "Shh...we're almost there...almost there, just trust me!" "Okay...okay! I'll do whatever you want! But could you change that weird 'shh...shh...' sound?" "Uh...I'm sorry, boss! That's too much to ask!" This guy really is starting to look more and more like a pimp! "Okay! We're almost there. From now on, you can't even make a sound when you walk, understand?" Although I still didn't quite understand what was going on, I had to do whatever she said for now, so I carefully tiptoed forward. Not far from us along the passage, I could faintly hear a woman's voice that seemed to be deliberately suppressed. "Ah...heh...ooh! Don't do that..." It sounded like she was in pain, but upon closer listening, it wasn't quite like that. If I wasn't mistaken, it was the sound of "doing business." "Monica! What is this?" "Hehehe...since the boss is a man, he definitely wouldn't hate this kind of thing, right!" Of course, I wouldn't hate this kind of thing, but that has nothing to do with whether I like it or not, after all, this is a military base. Wait a minute! Considering the recent inefficiency at this base, taking this opportunity to find out who is addicted to this kind of thing, making it impossible to carry out missions smoothly, should also be considered one of my tasks! Having convinced myself with this reason, I decided to move forward again, this time with Monica cautiously following behind me. "Hehehe... Boss! Have you mentally prepared yourself?" "You're so noisy!" Regardless, this was part of my mission! At least fifty percent of me was doing this for work! When I got very close to the source of the sound, I secretly peeked through the gaps in the equipment. The two of them were lying in a concealed gap between the equipment. This place had far fewer people coming and going than a regular warehouse, making it much harder to be discovered. Looking through the gap, there was a space about the size of a bed on the other side. This must have been deliberately left when the equipment was piled up. Upon closer inspection, there was a thin blanket on the floor, indicating it was a planned operation. While I was still wondering which unit they belonged to, I realized upon closer inspection that they were both women. The two women were likely members of the assault team. One was Tiana, one of the female members I'd encountered running yesterday, and the other was a new face. They lay upside down, frantically licking and caressing each other's genitals. The unknown girl's right hand was inserted into Tiana's vagina, constantly rubbing it back and forth, while her left hand was also busy, skillfully teasing and stimulating the petals and stamens around the vaginal opening, her movements shifting between excited and gentle. "Ah!" Tiana suddenly cried out, stopping her actions and arching her back. "Ah... um! Huff... Nym! It's so stimulating... ahh..." Nym seemed to ignore her pleas, continuing her relentless assault on Tiana's sensitive area. "Ahhh! Ni... Nim..." Under the intense stimulation, Tiana couldn't help but bury her face between Nim's legs. She then defiantly parted Nim's petals, rubbing and grinding her tongue as she inserted it directly into Nim's already overflowing, honey-like opening. "Swoosh..." Tiana's head swayed from side to side, her tongue diligently twisting and turning inside Nim's vagina. "Hmm... Ah... Ah!" Nim's movements slowed. "Tiana... Ti... that..." "Hmm... Hmm!" Both of them stopped moving. I suddenly felt a jolt, wondering if we'd been discovered, and quickly pulled my head back. "Don't be afraid, it's okay, boss!" Monica whispered in my ear. I then peered through the gap again and discovered a man's penis emerging from between Tiana's kneeling legs! Upon closer inspection, it became clear that it was a fake prop. Such a thing wouldn't be found in regular military equipment, let alone...It wouldn't pass through security even if mixed in with personal belongings. This suggests it was probably made at the base using something like soft resin pipes! Tiana brought the tip of the artificial penis close to Nim's vulva, gently touching it. "I'm going to go in!" "Hurry up!" At this moment, Tiana's slender waist twisted back and forth, the tip of the fake penis touching Nim's opening with each thrust, but not penetrating. "Ahhh...don't tease me!" Nim's waist seemed impatient, twisting incessantly. So Tiana, in rhythm with her, swayed her waist and slowly inserted the penis. In an instant, the fake penis smoothly slid into Nim's wet, warm vagina. "Ahhh...it's there! So good!" Accompanied by Nim's intermittent moans, Tiana continued to twist her beautiful waist. "Ah! Ah... Ah..." Tiana stopped her movements and asked Nim how she felt. "What's wrong?" "You're so naughty! It's okay, watch me!" Nim thrust her hips forward from below, pushing the penis back up. "Ouch! Ah... No... I can't..." Tiana, not to be outdone, pushed the penis down again. "Ah... Ah... Ah! Ugh..." "Damn it... Ah... Ah!" Perhaps the stimulation between them was getting stronger and stronger, Tiana could no longer support her body and collapsed onto Nim. Due to their weight, their breasts were squeezed and deformed, popping out from their sides and wriggling with the rhythm of their bodies. Sometimes, with the twisting of Tiana and Nim's hips, the artificial penis would move in and out between their petals, and even from where we were hiding, we could clearly hear the squelching sound of air and fluid being squeezed. Watching them embracing tightly, both drenched in sweat, their tongues intertwined in a passionate kiss, I finally believed what people had said: women with women can be even more intense than men with women. Monica whispered in my ear, "How's it going, boss? Got it? Hehehe..." What a low-class woman! No! I should say she's low-class with those goggles on. It seems their lesbian performance will continue for quite a while, and I can't stay here any longer. "Alright! Let's go!" I said, getting up and leaving the place I'd been spying on, turning back in the direction we'd come from. Monica hurriedly followed behind me. "Boss! What's wrong? Are you not satisfied?" "Alright! I don't have time to waste with you anymore! I have work to do later!" "Yeah, yeah... You're really stubborn! It must be tough there too, I heard Easterners are tougher! Hehehe... Where are you going? Are you not used to the environment here yet? I'll show you the way!" "Sorry, I'll have to trouble you! I need to go to the ICU now!" "Okay! Okay! Leave it to me! No matter how many days earlier you come, a senior is still a senior. Holding a child's hand is a mother's responsibility, but you said you're going to the ICU? That's one of the restricted areas! What a bunch of nagging people, what am I supposed to film anyway!" If this big woman could say a few less words... no! Three or four less, she might be a decent person! "By the way... could you take me in for a bit?" "You, don't, even think about it!" Don't joke around! This is the most confidential place in the entire base! "Honestly, why get angry! If it's not going to work, it's not going to work! Fine! Let's go this way!" Monica said, turning and walking away. "Did those two often do that kind of thing there?" "It's not just those two! I saw one more time before, it was that girl named Tiana! Whenever the commandos are off duty, they always take turns going there to have their fun!" "Always?" "That's right! Although I can't be completely sure, almost all the commandos are involved! What do you think?" All the female commandos engaging in lesbian sex on the base—this has never happened anywhere else. Is this a phenomenon that didn't appear overnight? What does this have to do with the base's low efficiency? "But you haven't been here long, have you? You're really something, managing to find a place like this!" "Hehe... I, an expert in the media industry, am at a loss for words! What we do is grasp the key clues in places people easily overlook. If there's even the slightest suspicion, we'll investigate thoroughly, never giving up until the very end! That's what we do for a living!" "I see!" It seems this guy has a different kind of intuition and sensitivity than I do. If I could recruit this guy from the TV station as my informant, it might be a good approach. "Actually, I went through the same thing! When I was a newbie, I couldn't even tell left from right. I was dragged around by the boss all day, and before I knew it..." While listening to Monica's words... no! It should be her talking to herself, she finally arrived at the CIC's door. It was still early before her appointment time. "Thanks so much for your help! And you even showed me something interesting!" "Boss, you're being too polite! Just call me Monica! What's our relationship, right?" I don't seem to remember having any close relationship with her, but there seem to be a lot of people like this among TV reporters! "Well then, thank you, Monica! I'll take my leave now!" "Hey... Boss! Wait... wait a minute!" Just as I was about to walk into the ICE room, Monica tried to sneak in too. Of course, I wouldn't give her that chance! "Can't you really let me in for a second?" "Impossible!" "Boss, don't be so heartless! And didn't I just show you something really interesting? Just let me peek through the crack! Please!" While saying that, Monica was desperately trying to take pictures from next to me. In desperation, I had to cover the lens with my hand and forcefully turn it in another direction. "Those are completely unrelated things, no means no!" "Why, why! Stingy! Stinky rock! Ugh..." Monica seemed to have finally given up, muttering curses under her breath as she left unwillingly. *** Upon entering the CIC, Huang Li was already waiting for her. "You're here so early!" "Coming early shouldn't be a problem, right?" "Oh! Of course!" One person was missing from the duty station. Now there were only three people facing the monitor, a completely different group from yesterday, a combination of one man and two women. The man on duty was one of the few men in the base, Warrant Officer Klinpitin Rachel. From my male perspective, he wasn't exactly sexy, but as the saying goes—you can't judge a book by its cover—so I didn't know what he was really like. When I discovered that Lieutenant Alice Treander was also among the duty personnel, to be honest, my heart finally calmed down. Because besides Riko, she's probably the only assistant I can truly trust. "What happened yesterday?" "Yesterday... Ah! You mean that unfortunate accident?" Her inability to recall the incident immediately strongly suggests she's feigning ignorance. "Accident?" "That's right... Cui couldn't withstand the long-term mental stress from working in the confined space of the base, which caused a temporary mental breakdown!" "Is that so?" "But I feel sorry for Che Cai, who was caught in the crossfire!" So that's how things ended. "As a result, our CIC duty team has become a three-person shift system. Fortunately, the minimum number of people required for a CIC duty shift is two, so it's manageable!" "So you mean there are no problems now?" "That's right... except for some unexplained malfunctions!" "Okay! Can you tell me where the problem was?" "No problem! Marida!" Huang Li called out to the woman closest to her. "Yes!" Marida's gaze left the monitor screen and projected onto me. "Report to the captain!" "Understood!" Unexpectedly, Warrant Officer Rachel suddenly interrupted, saying, "Hey... if I want to explain the situation to the captain, wouldn't it be more appropriate for me to do it..." "No! You always ramble on before getting to the point. There's not enough time!" "Is... is that so?" After being scolded by Huang Li, the man didn't dare to say anything more. Although his technical abilities weren't apparent, he seemed like a fairly ordinary person, and Marida seemed to be Huang Li's confidante. Although I had done basic research and collected necessary information before setting off, the impression of being on-site and in direct contact was indeed very different. "Perhaps you already know, including the reason for the lack of manpower. All the inspection systems here are completely automated by computers! Let's begin immediately!" Marida returned to the screen and began the automatic system inspection procedures. And on the screen, circuit pattern diagrams began to appear one after another, moving at a speed that was imperceptible to the naked eye.The screen flickered and changed, and if a problem was detected, the image would immediately freeze, notifying the operator of the location of the error. However, after more than ten minutes of continuous flickering, the loop diagram cycle stopped, and the message "No system abnormalities" appeared on the screen. "So there's no error at all?" "We've checked countless times and it's still the same result, but there's clearly a problem with the hardware." "Is the system check program itself okay?" "That's possible. But with the current manpower at the base, it's impossible to completely unpack and check the program! Let alone all the hardware!" "What I want to ask is, isn't there a backup for the system check program? A backup made to prepare for unexpected emergencies should be stored completely separately from the original hardware system, shouldn't it?" "No!" "What do you mean by 'no'?" How could that be! I've read the user manual and the entire simulated operating procedure; there's no way there wouldn't be one! "Both backups (1) and (2) were burned out by a sudden, powerful electric current without our knowledge!" "What do you mean by a sudden, powerful electric current?" "The actual cause is unknown, but based on the evidence, this is the likely outcome!" "Could it be sabotage by an insider?" "That's even less likely! All CIC personnel undergo extremely rigorous security checks; such a thing is impossible!" "Then what about the possibility of an external intruder?" "Where would they have intruded from? You haven't forgotten where you are, have you?" The intelligence department sent me here to avoid arousing anyone's suspicion, but since the department head here has already considered this, it seems my real mission won't be easy. But regardless, I still need to do what I, as a "technical consultant," should do first. Fortunately, Lieutenant Treander is here too; let's get started! "I understand! Let's start with what we can do immediately!" "Is that so? How can we help?" For the work I'm about to begin, these people here are just unnecessary trouble. "I'd like to ask everyone to leave this ICE room temporarily!" "What? You mean you want us to abandon our posts and leave our positions during work...?" "I have my reasons! And I have the highes

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