Mecha's Return: Survival from Despair

The earth has been lost, and humans have survived for thirty-seven years in a dilapidated exile fleet. The fuel has bottomed out, the oxygen has been graded, and the low-class cabins have been "downsized" in batches - Lu Zheng, a third-class mecha soldier with a lower number, will be included in the abolition list next month. On the day when the insect swarm attacked, he illegally activated a training machine that had been scrapped long ago and tore apart the swarm of insects that rushed towards the supply ship in thirty-seven seconds. The smell of blood and burning surged in the cockpit, and he heard something in his interface, responding to an old signal that didn't belong to this era. The military court wanted to try him, the Resources Committee wanted to seal him up, the Zerg mother body "Eclipse Mother" began to stare at him across the sea of ​​​​stars, and the mechanical civilization in the distance was already calculating how to bring the chaotic human beings into order - and he just wanted to lead the team to save one more person and support one more voyage. From the counterattack of the residual machine to the bloody battle for the ore, from the mirror trial to the dark tide of the earth, he and a group of mechanics who tightened screws, doctors who carried the casualty list, and veterans who refused to accept their fate, shouted out the words that had been forgotten for thirty-seven years: - We want to go home. Mecha collisions, armor peeling off, nerve overload, and group sacrifices. There are no miracles from heaven, only ordinary people pushing back inch by inch. This time, Fleet Radio no longer announces "Energy Saving Mode." What it broadcast was - surface settlement area, established.