DPM Chapter 11-Terms of Marriage Part 1
Translated by Snowfall77
With the power of his fuel thruster, Wu Xingyun hovered on the edge of the meteor flow. He had been the first soldier to make it out, now he needed to help other struggling soldiers break out.
Seeing a solider fighting on the edge, Wu Xingyun turned his thruster to maximum, while shooting some threatening meteorites. Wu Xingyun then got back to back with the solider, and together they floated out of the stream.
By that time four or five other successfully escaped soldiers had seen Wu Xingyun. Immediately gathering together, they too tried to find other comrades and salvage any useful materials floating by.
Striving hard, Wu Xingyun and the others didn’t know how long they kept at it, until finally seeing that meteor stream was finally about to snake itself away. Next was an official count of how many had made it.
The guard, plus the escort team, had been one hundred and fifty people. After the disaster, ten people were missing, and most of the dowry goods were irretrievably gone, about less two-tenths recovered.
Wu Xingyun found the result incredibly frustrating, and decided to wait a little longer. He even took three volunteers and re-entered the meteor flow, searching for the missing soldiers.
In the end, though, only one body was recovered, with no other traces left of the lost.
The protective suit of the body they’d reclaimed had been shattered, leaving only the upper half of the carcass, the lower half left nowhere to be found.
Everyone was silent at the sight. When they’d possessed their spaceships, the destined planet had been a month’s journey away. Now they could only rely on their suits to move forward. It’d be at least three months before they’d be able to reach the planet.
Even worse, the dowry was decimated. How much would the Night Shard blame them?
Finally, the most terrible was losing ten of their own people, including the sharp-minded, presumptuous Ouyang Liu, who’d squeezed his way onto the escort team.
In black, brooding space, the soldiers surrounded the halved corpse, collectively mourning in silence.
Everyone understood that the missing ten weren’t actually ‘missing,’ but dead.
They would float forever, becoming dust and rubble, unable to ever return home.
A glorious death for a solider, and the cruelest. Eternally dwelling in the ice cold cosmos.
As the interim-Marsal of the entire team, Wu Xingyun managed the brief mourning gathering.
By custom, they would have put a Federation flag on the body, then enclosed it within an iron coffin, before sending it into the depths.
Yet now, they had no flag and no coffin.
All they could do was quietly bow their heads, then pray in low voices, palms together.
After the completion of prayer, traditionally came the ceremony of sworn revenge. The head of the memorial service would tell the cause and situation of the death and who the soldier’s enemy was, inspiring the living in the battle against their common foe.
Wu Xingyun gave an account, from beginning to end, of what he had witnessed.
That the cause of the meteor flow acting so strangely, the reason why they had been caught in it, was because of the Night Shard.
Whether the Night Shard had been obliviously martially practicing, or deliberately sabotaging, Wu Xingyun couldn’t judge with certainty, although he intuitively believed it to be the former.
After all the assembled heard Wu Xingyun’s account, they cursed angrily, reviling the Night Shard.
The captain of the escort team, Lu Hai, started speculating about the whole event: the Night Shard and the proposed marriage were false, therefore the enemy had deliberately aimed the meteor flow at the Federation ships, in order to destroy the dowry and provide an provocation for resuming war.
As soon as Lu Hai articulated his opinion, everyone else approved and wanted to promptly return to Federation territory.
Amongst the cavalcade of voices, Wu Xingyun finally spoke again, his voice deeply sombre: “I disagree with the group’s consensus. I will continue onward, to reach the Night Shard’s planet and carry on with this marriage, to the end.”
Lu Hai opposed first. “That mutant is deliberately perverse, why do we have to let him humiliate us? Are we as cheap as Ouyang Liu?”
Wu Xingyun was not a talkative man, and he resolutely hated Ouyang Liu. However, for the sake of the mission, Ouyang Liu had become a martyr and martyrs shouldn’t be insulted.
Wu Xingyun replied: “Captain Ouyang Liu unfortunately died in course of completing this mission. He died while serving the Federation, giving his best for the people. I don’t allow anyone to dishonor a martyr who gave his life! Slur him again, I will punish you according to regulations!”
Lu Hai snorted, but stopped talking.
Others still dared to ask, though. “Leader, why go and get married? Don’t tell us you like the Night Shard, want to marry him?”
Wu Xingyun shook his head. He didn’t like that person, not at all.
Nevertheless…
Wu Xingyun’s voice still sounded sad, but he was pushing himself hard to suppress his grief, and as the interim-Marshal, focus on the job at hand.
“We are soldiers, and our mission is to complete the charges entrusted us by our superiors,” he said. “This peace is a formidable assignment, but no matter how difficult, we will fulfill it!”
Unfortunately, Wu Xingyun’s reasoning wasn’t capable of convincing everyone, and he once again lamented his lack of eloquence.
One dowry personnel did pipe up though. “I agree with our leader. First, we’re soldiers representing the Federation, and it is our duty to complete the mission. Second, we have limited supplies and inadequate equipment. We have no way to cross the vast Milky Way back into Federation space. I think we should find a way to reach the Night Shard’s planet, negotiate with him and get resupplied. If he agrees, we can immediately return to the Federation. If not, this escort team has scientists and engineers, well, we lost the biologists. But anyway, we could rely on ourselves. Use the planet resources and build a ship to go back on.”
Hearing that, Wu Xingyun immediately nodded. “I agree, good thinking! Kudos!”
The crowd eyed Wu Xingyun skeptically. “What if the Night Shard doesn’t agree, and we can’t use planet resources?”
“I will try hard to convince him.”
“What if you can’t?”
“I’ll find a way to persuade him.”
“There is no way!”
“I’ll do my best…”
It was then that it became clear to everyone that their stubborn interim-Marshal didn’t really like to talk, or argue reason. Probably because when he did, he unreservedly exposed his idiocy.
A psychology grad finally couldn’t stop himself from asking: “Leader, with your IQ, how did you become a Ghost soldier?”
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A little dazed, Wu Xingyun responded: “I have a high IQ…I’m not dumb.”
Everyone: “……”
“Really! I was tested and got 150!” Wu Xingyun protested.
Everyone: “Uh-uh…Can you prove it?”
Wu Xingyun, anxiously: “Don’t believe it? Last year, for the whole year, I was first in the division! General Hong, Lieutenant Commander Wen Nuo, my squad could all testify…”
Then grief for all the comrades lost, combined with lingering fear from his narrow escape, weighed down on the first of his division-150 IQ soldier, his voice fading away.
“Let’s go! Our leader has a point.” Lu Hai suddenly spoke again. “At present, our only viable option is to head for that bastard Night Shard’s planet.”
The dowry guards and the escort team, all wearing combat suits, dragging the little they’d salvaged, thus sailed through space in the most stupid way.
Suffering many inconveniences, the first nasty problem to reveal itself was the excretion issue.
Soldiers could excrete in combat suits, and the suit would even store it. For about ten days.
The lucky soldiers were at the front of the line, while the ones right behind was the ones who would see something suspicious floating past their heads.
The soldiers at the rear were the unluckiest, using the same agility they’d used to dodge amongst the meteor flow, they now had to evade excreta bent on developing its own orbit.
In the end, it was decided that the wisest choice was to travel side by side.
The second problem was food.
They had managed to reclaim some food. While their combat suits had a feeding system, to sustain survival in an inhospitable atmosphere.
After a month of travel, however, rations were in short supply. They had to implement a daily distribution plan.
The third, and most serious, problem was fuel.
DPM Chapter 11-Terms of Marriage Part 1
Translated by Snowfall77
With the power of his fuel thruster, Wu Xingyun hovered on the edge of the meteor flow. He had been the first soldier to make it out, now he needed to help other struggling soldiers break out.
Seeing a solider fighting on the edge, Wu Xingyun turned his thruster to maximum, while shooting some threatening meteorites. Wu Xingyun then got back to back with the solider, and together they floated out of the stream.
By that time four or five other successfully escaped soldiers had seen Wu Xingyun. Immediately gathering together, they too tried to find other comrades and salvage any useful materials floating by.
Striving hard, Wu Xingyun and the others didn’t know how long they kept at it, until finally seeing that meteor stream was finally about to snake itself away. Next was an official count of how many had made it.
The guard, plus the escort team, had been one hundred and fifty people. After the disaster, ten people were missing, and most of the dowry goods were irretrievably gone, about less two-tenths recovered.
Wu Xingyun found the result incredibly frustrating, and decided to wait a little longer. He even took three volunteers and re-entered the meteor flow, searching for the missing soldiers.
In the end, though, only one body was recovered, with no other traces left of the lost.
The protective suit of the body they’d reclaimed had been shattered, leaving only the upper half of the carcass, the lower half left nowhere to be found.
Everyone was silent at the sight. When they’d possessed their spaceships, the destined planet had been a month’s journey away. Now they could only rely on their suits to move forward. It’d be at least three months before they’d be able to reach the planet.
Even worse, the dowry was decimated. How much would the Night Shard blame them?
Finally, the most terrible was losing ten of their own people, including the sharp-minded, presumptuous Ouyang Liu, who’d squeezed his way onto the escort team.
In black, brooding space, the soldiers surrounded the halved corpse, collectively mourning in silence.
Everyone understood that the missing ten weren’t actually ‘missing,’ but dead.
They would float forever, becoming dust and rubble, unable to ever return home.
A glorious death for a solider, and the cruelest. Eternally dwelling in the ice cold cosmos.
As the interim-Marsal of the entire team, Wu Xingyun managed the brief mourning gathering.
By custom, they would have put a Federation flag on the body, then enclosed it within an iron coffin, before sending it into the depths.
Yet now, they had no flag and no coffin.
All they could do was quietly bow their heads, then pray in low voices, palms together.
After the completion of prayer, traditionally came the ceremony of sworn revenge. The head of the memorial service would tell the cause and situation of the death and who the soldier’s enemy was, inspiring the living in the battle against their common foe.
Wu Xingyun gave an account, from beginning to end, of what he had witnessed.
That the cause of the meteor flow acting so strangely, the reason why they had been caught in it, was because of the Night Shard.
Whether the Night Shard had been obliviously martially practicing, or deliberately sabotaging, Wu Xingyun couldn’t judge with certainty, although he intuitively believed it to be the former.
After all the assembled heard Wu Xingyun’s account, they cursed angrily, reviling the Night Shard.
The captain of the escort team, Lu Hai, started speculating about the whole event: the Night Shard and the proposed marriage were false, therefore the enemy had deliberately aimed the meteor flow at the Federation ships, in order to destroy the dowry and provide an provocation for resuming war.
As soon as Lu Hai articulated his opinion, everyone else approved and wanted to promptly return to Federation territory.
Amongst the cavalcade of voices, Wu Xingyun finally spoke again, his voice deeply sombre: “I disagree with the group’s consensus. I will continue onward, to reach the Night Shard’s planet and carry on with this marriage, to the end.”
Lu Hai opposed first. “That mutant is deliberately perverse, why do we have to let him humiliate us? Are we as cheap as Ouyang Liu?”
Wu Xingyun was not a talkative man, and he resolutely hated Ouyang Liu. However, for the sake of the mission, Ouyang Liu had become a martyr and martyrs shouldn’t be insulted.
Wu Xingyun replied: “Captain Ouyang Liu unfortunately died in course of completing this mission. He died while serving the Federation, giving his best for the people. I don’t allow anyone to dishonor a martyr who gave his life! Slur him again, I will punish you according to regulations!”
Lu Hai snorted, but stopped talking.
Others still dared to ask, though. “Leader, why go and get married? Don’t tell us you like the Night Shard, want to marry him?”
Wu Xingyun shook his head. He didn’t like that person, not at all.
Nevertheless…
Wu Xingyun’s voice still sounded sad, but he was pushing himself hard to suppress his grief, and as the interim-Marshal, focus on the job at hand.
“We are soldiers, and our mission is to complete the charges entrusted us by our superiors,” he said. “This peace is a formidable assignment, but no matter how difficult, we will fulfill it!”
Unfortunately, Wu Xingyun’s reasoning wasn’t capable of convincing everyone, and he once again lamented his lack of eloquence.
One dowry personnel did pipe up though. “I agree with our leader. First, we’re soldiers representing the Federation, and it is our duty to complete the mission. Second, we have limited supplies and inadequate equipment. We have no way to cross the vast Milky Way back into Federation space. I think we should find a way to reach the Night Shard’s planet, negotiate with him and get resupplied. If he agrees, we can immediately return to the Federation. If not, this escort team has scientists and engineers, well, we lost the biologists. But anyway, we could rely on ourselves. Use the planet resources and build a ship to go back on.”
Hearing that, Wu Xingyun immediately nodded. “I agree, good thinking! Kudos!”
The crowd eyed Wu Xingyun skeptically. “What if the Night Shard doesn’t agree, and we can’t use planet resources?”
“I will try hard to convince him.”
“What if you can’t?”
“I’ll find a way to persuade him.”
“There is no way!”
“I’ll do my best…”
It was then that it became clear to everyone that their stubborn interim-Marshal didn’t really like to talk, or argue reason. Probably because when he did, he unreservedly exposed his idiocy.
A psychology grad finally couldn’t stop himself from asking: “Leader, with your IQ, how did you become a Ghost soldier?”
""
A little dazed, Wu Xingyun responded: “I have a high IQ…I’m not dumb.”
Everyone: “……”
“Really! I was tested and got 150!” Wu Xingyun protested.
Everyone: “Uh-uh…Can you prove it?”
Wu Xingyun, anxiously: “Don’t believe it? Last year, for the whole year, I was first in the division! General Hong, Lieutenant Commander Wen Nuo, my squad could all testify…”
Then grief for all the comrades lost, combined with lingering fear from his narrow escape, weighed down on the first of his division-150 IQ soldier, his voice fading away.
“Let’s go! Our leader has a point.” Lu Hai suddenly spoke again. “At present, our only viable option is to head for that bastard Night Shard’s planet.”
The dowry guards and the escort team, all wearing combat suits, dragging the little they’d salvaged, thus sailed through space in the most stupid way.
Suffering many inconveniences, the first nasty problem to reveal itself was the excretion issue.
Soldiers could excrete in combat suits, and the suit would even store it. For about ten days.
The lucky soldiers were at the front of the line, while the ones right behind was the ones who would see something suspicious floating past their heads.
The soldiers at the rear were the unluckiest, using the same agility they’d used to dodge amongst the meteor flow, they now had to evade excreta bent on developing its own orbit.
In the end, it was decided that the wisest choice was to travel side by side.
The second problem was food.
They had managed to reclaim some food. While their combat suits had a feeding system, to sustain survival in an inhospitable atmosphere.
After a month of travel, however, rations were in short supply. They had to implement a daily distribution plan.
The third, and most serious, problem was fuel.
