Chapter 128: Announcing The Apocalypse
Jiang Yang was also stunned at this moment.
He even suspected that he had misheard.
A Civilization Public Memorial for the heroes who heroically sacrificed themselves in the process of resisting the apocalypse and saving civilization?
Civilization Public Memorial is a higher level of memorial than the previous national public memorial.
National public memorial is only within the scope of a nation, while Civilization Public Memorial is for the entire human civilization.
There is of course no problem with this matter itself.
In fact, Jiang Yang had always felt some regret before. Because the apocalypse matter had always been under strict confidentiality, even for promoting the establishment of the World Government, only the upper levels of various countries knew.
Under the confidentiality of the apocalypse, the truth of the sacrifices of Tong Zheng, Zhao Jianguo, Li Hui, and others naturally could not be announced.
Although within the internal scope, the nation had already held grand funerals for them, and there would be special worship every year, Jiang Yang had always felt regretful that their names and deeds could not be known to the public.
Their names and deeds should be spread in the mouths of every human compatriot, should leave a thick and heavy stroke in history books, should be widely spread in various artistic works, rather than being known only to a few people as it is now.
But there was no way; compared to the Civilization Grand Strategy, personal honor belonged to the category that could be sacrificed.
Probably even if the heroes were resurrected, they would not hope that just because of their own bit of fame, it would affect the Civilization Grand Strategy.
Originally, Jiang Yang had no choice but to accept this ending, but now, the Commander said the words “resisting the apocalypse, saving civilization” so openly in this setting, in front of thousands of media reporters and onlookers?
This, this…
His heart was beating violently.
The next moment, the instantly quieted conference hall suddenly became noisy again.
Council Members sat quietly, while on the media seats and onlooker seats, people were full of disbelief as they confirmed with each other, asked questions, and some even kept shouting loudly with excitement, in complete chaos.
And the Commander’s previous words had already been transmitted via radio waves to every corner of the world in an instant.
Social networks exploded instantly, with countless people asking if they had misheard, countless people swearing it was a translation problem, and countless others constantly pursuing answers.
Apocalypse? An apocalypse had already occurred without any of us noticing, and then some people had quietly resolved it?
Damn, are those superhero legends all real?
Regardless of the uproar in the conference hall, the real world, and on social networks, at the moment the first Commander made the public announcement, the 12 Decision-Making Council members and nearly 400 Council Members all stood up solemnly at this moment, then simultaneously walked out of the conference hall.
Under the order maintained by numerous guards, Council Members took buses to leave, followed closely by the Hibernation Team. After that were numerous media reporters, onlookers, and so on, as well as countless ordinary people.
Fortunately, this city had long deployed sufficient security forces and had prepared early for coping with the impact of large-scale crowd flows, so no chaos occurred in this process.
The closer to the Martyrs’ Cemetery, the more violently Jiang Yang’s heart beat.
He tightly gripped Zhou Yu’s hand beside him, squeezing it until it was almost white.
Zhou Yu clearly felt the pain but showed no sign of it, letting Jiang Yang grip it without any resistance, just gently hugging Jiang Yang.
She knew that in her and others’ view, names like Tong Zheng and Zhao Jianguo were lofty but merely conceptual existences.
For Jiang Yang, it was different; these names were not just conceptual existences of heroes, but… comrades.
True comrades who had fought side by side, sharing life and death.
Zhou Yu knew Jiang Yang had always felt unwilling and regretful that his comrades’ names could not be spread throughout the world. And at this moment, Jiang Yang’s regret seemed finally to have found a time to be soothed.
The convoy arrived at the Martyrs’ Cemetery.
In front of rows of tombstones, a speaking platform had already been set up in advance.
Onlookers, media reporters, Council Members, and others were permitted to enter.
At this moment, although still not knowing exactly what had happened or what major event the Commander would announce, the reporters keenly sensed the signs of an explosive big news appearing.
The Commander ascended the speaking platform, facing the numerous Council Members, onlookers, and media reporters, with a touch of sorrow in his voice.
“Just ten years ago, our lunar detection forces detected an alien device in the lunar underground.
Through exploration and research, we confirmed that the function of this device was to launch special high-energy neutrino streams toward Earth, with human genes as the action target; once hitting the human body, it would trigger fatal secondary radiation within the body.
And due to the strong penetration of neutrinos, we humans, no matter where we hid—bunkers, seabed, or lake bottom—could not escape the annihilation of the high-energy neutrino stream.
Moreover, when we discovered this device, only ten days remained until its activation.
The survival of our human civilization would be decided by these ten days.
Everyone may still remember that ten years ago, our country carried out an all-out Industrial Mobilization and a moon launch operation regardless of cost, which caused a lot of discussion both on the network and in the real world at that time.
Now, ten years later, I can represent the World Government to tell everyone the truth.
Yes, that was our effort and attempt to save the world and save civilization.
Because the device was in the lunar underground, with all surrounding electronic equipment malfunctioning, and due to some unknown protective force field, our only way to destroy it was to send astronauts to the Moon, manually transport a hydrogen bomb into that underground chamber, and detonate it.
Within five days, a total of tens of thousands of outstanding workers, engineers, and scientists collapsed at their posts in order to complete these heavy tasks within the stipulated time, ultimately producing 292 moon launch vehicles;
We dispatched 64 of the most elite warriors with infinite loyalty to our human civilization to undertake the mission of going to the Moon and destroying the alien device.
But because rocket manufacturing was too rushed, lacking necessary detection and debugging processes, merely during the launch process, 51 heroes perished in the sky due to launch failure.
The remaining 13 astronauts eventually reached the Moon, after which we lost contact with them.
To this day, we still do not know what exactly happened to these 13 heroes after entering that underground passage, or what they encountered.
The only thing we know is that they all sacrificed themselves, the alien device was destroyed, and our human civilization… continued on.”
