1452: Chapter 702: Writing Novels, Experiencing Life 1452: Chapter 702: Writing Novels, Experiencing Life “Jas, is there any response from the communication system?”
The haggard-looking Jas shook his head: “I’m sorry, General Jones, we have been sending out signals at regular intervals, but…”
“No no no…
don’t say sorry.” With grizzled hair, General Jones extended his hand to pat Jas on the shoulder.
“We already knew the answer, didn’t we?
Hence, not receiving signals is within our expectations.
As long as we’ve done our best, that is enough.”
Seeing Jas hesitate to speak, General Jones once again smiled gently: “Continue to stand by your post, young man.
You should know that we see your efforts.”
The young Jas nodded emotionally, stood up straight and crisply saluted, then turned and left.
Just as he was about to exit, General Jones’s voice rang out from behind: “Jas!
Rember, if we are to stay in this world forever, then I hope that when we eventually conquer this world, every single person here can enjoy the jubilation of success…
Take care of yourself.”
“You too, General.” Jas’s body paused for a mont, and then he walked away with firm steps.
After Jas left, General Jones sat back at the table for a while, then pressed a button on the desk.
Monts later, two people, a man, and a woman, entered.
The man was a muscular hulk like steel, and the woman, though smaller and skinnier compared to him, was equally fierce.
Seeing them co in, General Jones stood up, stepped from behind his desk, and asked the steel-like hulk, “Johnson, how is the training of the soldiers going?
How are their spirits?”
The muscular man replied with his chest puffed out and head raised, “General, the soldiers are all good.
As you commanded, we have increased the training in field survival.
Everyone’s mood is very stable, ready for your orders any ti.”
“Increase the training further.
Tell them we are the soldiers of Arica.
The flag of Arica, even in an alternative world, can still fly in any corner of this world,” General Jones said with a passionate tone.
“One day, when our fleet finds the way to this place, we will be the pioneers of the fifty-second state of Arica, and all of our nas are destined to be written into history.”
“Yes, General.” The muscular man stood even straighter, making his mighty chest muscles appear even larger than those of the fierce woman beside him.
“Tell all soldiers that starting today, while male and female soldiers are separate, we do not prohibit them from freely interacting,” General Jones said after pondering for a mont.
“Moreover, tell them that starting now, those willing to form families and procreate will be given special settlents after we reach the land.”
After he spoke, he pondered briefly, then waved his hand at Johnson saying, “You may leave, Elisa stays.”
Once Johnson had left, General Jones said to Elisa, “Don’t be too harsh on the female soldiers, just ensure their ntal state is stable.
Tell them that Arica needs them now, and if…
I an if, we end up staying in this world, then their greater responsibility is to pass on the glory of humanity.”
“Yes, General.”
“All right, you may go back as well.”
After Elisa also departed, General Jones returned to his seat, leaned back in his chair, and his face showed a trace of fatigue.
At this mont, a middle-aged woman in a senior officer’s uniform, holding coffee, ca out of the small room in the office.
She gently placed the coffee on the desk and whispered, “General, you should rest.
The soldiers still need you.”
“Julia, do you think my decision is right?” General Jones asked in a sowhat low voice.
“If this is truly the dinosaur era millions of years ago, as you said, then the glory of humanity must be passed down, General,” Julia said.
“Perhaps one day, when our fleet finds the thod to traverse the ti tunnel…”
“I an, the decision regarding Anthony and the others, right or wrong?” General Jones interrupted the woman.
“When everything is still unknown, a dictator is more decisive than a group of hesitant individuals,” the woman answered after a pause.
“I believe it won’t be long before they understand that you are the one who is right.”
“Okay…”
…
Yan Fei’s thoughts were gushing like a fountain, writing feverishly.
In just over two days, even before Chen Yingjun’s wedding officially began, he had already written more than twenty thousand words in his novel.
These twenty thousand words detailed the reactions of various people on the ship upon discovering that they had arrived in a strange tispace.
After the initial chaos, led by Deputy Commander Anthony, a group of people held incessant, inefficient etings holding onto all kinds of unrealistic dreams.
So even suggested during the etings that they should hunt Pterosaurs, Tylosauruses, Kronosauruses, and other ancient creatures encountered in the sea to collect samples for when they return to human society.
Then, after growing tired of this, General Jones temporarily imprisoned those individuals with ard forces and beca the dictator of the entire ship.
The first command from General Jones was to keep everyone on the ship busy.
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