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As the Train of Harmony gradually approaches the scorching frontline where war is about to erupt, the tension inside the ship reaches its boiling point. The external chaos and tension are transmitted through the ship's metal frame to every passenger, turning the previously peaceful space into one filled with unease and foreboding. The Missionaries kneel on one side of the ship, beginning their deep and solemn prayer ritual. Their voices intertwine into a low and powerful hymn, conveying their thirst for victory and their steadfast faith.
Leo stands aside, observing all of this intently. He can sense the despair and hope hidden within the Missionaries' prayers, making the impending battle feel even heavier to him. At this moment, the external situation seems to take a sharp turn, with distant warships raising electromagnetic shields one after another, symbolizing the wordless omen of the impending battle. Leo's heart beats violently; he knows that this war will be incredibly brutal.
Suddenly, the captain's voice was transmitted clearly to every corner through the broadcast system. His voice carried decisiveness and strength, informing all passengers that the Star Alliance Fleet had begun to attack our side, and calling on all followers of The Cult of the Celestial Worm to pray for victory together. This news made the atmosphere on the entire ship even more oppressive, and the prayers of the Missionaries became more urgent. They seemed to be using their faith and prayers to confront the impending storm.
Leo felt a sense of powerlessness. He knew that in the face of this struggle of faith and power, even the bravest warriors could appear insignificant. But at the same time, he also understood that as a warrior, he must remain calm and steadfast, fighting for the mission, for his comrades, and even for his own beliefs. In this moment, Leo became even more determined, ready to face all the challenges that lay ahead.
As the Train of Harmony continued to shuttle through the stars, the tension on board reached a new high. Leo turned to Sarah, his brow furrowed with worry as he asked, "Could this ship also come under attack?" Sarah's eyes filled with tension as she replied, "I don't know. Normally, a supply ship shouldn't come under attack, especially since this ship came from Earth. If it were to be attacked, it would only complicate the already complex relationship between Star Alliance and The Cult of the Celestial Worm on Earth."
Their conversation echoed in the quiet cabin, and the surrounding passengers were all closely watching the situation outside, each with an expression of unease. Even on the Train of Harmony traversing the vast universe, they couldn't escape the shadow of war. Each person had a common question in their hearts: How would this conflict end? And what fate would they themselves encounter?
The atmosphere inside the ship became even more oppressive. Even in this space far from the battlefield, the threat of war still loomed. Leo and Sarah exchanged a knowing glance, understanding each other's worries and uncertainties without needing more words. In that moment, they realized even in interstellar travel, they couldn't fully escape the conflicts and shadows of war on Earth. On this ship heading into the unknown, everyone silently waited, hoping to arrive safely at their destination and praying for a peaceful end to the war.
As Leo and Sarah's conversation sank into a heavy atmosphere, Jim suddenly joined them with a dismissive attitude. He casually said, "Oh come on! It's not exciting without a little action, and this ship can definitely take a beating!" His words seemed to try to ease the tension but also revealed his overly optimistic view of the current situation. Sarah impatiently rolled her eyes at Jim, clearly not wanting to engage in his nonsense.
Leo then turned the conversation to another matter and asked, "Where's Alex? Weren't you supposed to go to the bridge with him?"
When Leo curiously inquired about Alex's whereabouts, Jim replied with a hint of teasing smile, "Oh, that old guy? Alex seems to have gone to the bar on bridge. Who knows when he'll be back after drinking again." His tone was relaxed, as if he wasn't surprised by Alex's behavior.
Leo asked in surprise, "There's a bar on the bridge?" Jim nodded and jokingly said, "Of course, what did you expect? This ship has everything. Alex always finds an excuse to slip away there, saying he needs to 'meditate,' but ends up drinking to oblivion every time." He made a gesture with air quotes, seemingly imitating Alex's words.
Sarah sighed softly in resignation, "That guy, always like this. I hope he doesn't drink too much this time, after all, the mission we are about to undertake is no small matter." Her tone carried a hint of worry, clearly feeling the pressure of the upcoming mission.
Leo nodded silently, feeling a sense of doubt towards Alex's sense of responsibility and attitude towards the mission deep inside. However, he also knew that it was not the time to question his teammate now; everyone had their own way of dealing with pressure. Leo turned to the window, silently praying in his heart, hoping that everything would go smoothly.
In the midst of their conversation, the ship suddenly sounded an emergency alarm, and red warning lights flashed inside the cabin, creating a tense and urgent atmosphere. The captain's voice urgently spread through every corner via the broadcast system, "Enemy attack! Enemy attack! Prepare for impact! Prepare for impact!" His voice carried obvious anxiety and urgency.
Leo looked out the window in shock, only to see the electromagnetic shield struggling to form around the ship. However, due to the enormous size of the Train of Harmony, the shield was forming far too slowly to keep up with the urgency of the situation. Almost as soon as the shield began to materialize, three missiles were already flying towards the ship like messengers of death, cutting through the silence of space with an ominous glow and a threat of death.
The people inside the cabin immediately fell into panic, with some missionaries praying even more devoutly, hoping to receive the protection of the Insect God Azra, worshipped by The Cult of the Celestial Worm. Meanwhile, Leo, a soldier who had experienced countless battles, felt an unprecedented sense of powerlessness. Faced with the impending impact, he knew that even the strongest shield would struggle to fully block the destructive force of the missiles.
At this critical moment, everyone's heart is silently counting the time, waiting for the impact of the missile. Leo tightly grasps the armrest of the seat, although he knows that doing so cannot provide any substantial help, but this is the only reaction he can make. At the edge of life and death, every second feels like a long century, waiting for the judgment of fate.
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