Smash All Pots and Pans To Go to School

The colleague pricked up his ears and asked the staff member next to him: “Did you hear that?”

The staff member nodded blankly: “It seems to be the sound of a radio broadcast.” Could this be a hallucination before death?

The broadcast sound seemed to be getting clearer and clearer. His colleague stood at the window of the aircraft and wanted to put his face against it, but the ice and snow outside covered the window glass, and he could only see a vast expanse of white.

[Congratulations to Damocles Military Academy for successfully reaching the finish line.…..]

The voice came through clearly again. The colleague and the staff member looked at each other and saw the shock in each other’s eyes.

What happened here? !

The aircraft has not moved. Was it possible that the platform can still run to them on its own?

The colleague immediately ran out to find out what was going on.

At this moment, as the broadcast sound became clearer and more intelligible, many people in the aircraft heard it and stood up or stopped their maintenance work.

“Am I freezing to death? I’m starting to have delusions now.”

“What broken illusion, it’s actually Damocles.”

“Let’s go outside and take a look!” A colleague shouted loudly as he ran.

This was not an illusion. There must be a reason. What happened to make the broadcast that sounded at the end start to move?

Could it be that some giant star beast swallowed the finish line?

No, there was no way that after swallowing it, the broadcasting equipment was still intact or even started broadcasting.

“I don’t want to die here.” The soldier complained, “I would have been better off dying in the desert arena if I had known. I hate this weather.”

The commander sighed: “It’s a pity that we can’t let the Federation see our heroic appearance in winning the championship.”

He lowered his head and turned on his light brain, and sent the video he had taken previously to his StarNet account. There was no signal and it was always in the process of being sent.

It seems that they won’t be able to wait until they leave to send it out to Lanfa Media now.

When the cold wave passes and communications are restored here, no matter what happens to them, the video will be sent directly.

“You still have a mecha. It can last for a while. Don’t just say you’re dying at the drop of a hat.” Wei San was unusually calm. “I think the exit might be right in front.”

The colleagues and staff entered the mechas together and came out of the aircraft. They stood outside and still could only see a vast expanse of white. The sound of the broadcast was faint and seemed to be far away.

“Over there!” The colleague rushed to the right.

“Wait for the rescuer.…..” The staff member looked at the back of his colleague who was almost gone, gritted his teeth and followed him.

Getting closer!

The colleague was listening to the broadcast in the mecha, and his heart was beating fast. Whether it was a giant star beast or something else, he had to find out.

“……”

The colleague looked not far away and suddenly froze on the spot, dumbfounded.

“En?” Wei San turned her head to look sideways and behind her as if she noticed something.

At this moment, the broadcast was still shouting: [Congratulations to Damocles Military Academy for successfully reaching the finish line. 】