Chapter 108
Lin Han's face looked a little pale, obviously the result of mental depletion.
But he was in good spirits and his smile was radiant.
Not only the two people in front of him, but also the soldiers who were doing other things turned their eyes over.
Some people were familiar with the young man in front of them. He was the youngest mecha technician specially invited for the previous training.
But there is a huge difference between a mecha pilot and a pilot, how could it be...
What's more, the mecha on board is the commander's.
The answer is obvious to everyone.
-
Lin Han's heart was quite open.
He couldn't stay in the greenhouse forever like a fragile porcelain, passively listening to the battle reports from the front line from his colleagues or through the communicator and remaining indifferent.
Just like when the two of them confessed their mistakes, there was no way out, so there was nothing to be afraid of.
When Lin Han stepped into the second cockpit and connected to the mental power center with ease, his heart suddenly moved.
He opened the communication with the first cockpit and spoke along with the system prompt tone he had customized: "Mr. Lin will always love you."
Lin Han knocked on the transparent partition door with his hand and said in a brisk tone: "Please give me instructions."
The distance between him and He Yunting was just right, and the other party did not speak for a minute.
Lin Han knew that when He Yunting spoke again, he would definitely understand all her feelings.
Sure enough, after a moment, Lin Han heard an almost imperceptible, faint laugh.
Even though he couldn't see the other person's face at the moment, he could still imagine what He Yunting looked like.
The corners of his lips, which were always cold and hard, would curl up slightly, like snow melting in early spring.
Those eyes must be filled with tenderness that only I can hold. I can touch them with my hands just by bending down slightly.
"Mr. Lin, aren't you afraid of these bugs?" He Yunting asked him.
He is obviously an Omega, his physical condition is so poor that he needs nutritional supplements to maintain his health. He is obviously as clean as the clearest clouds in the sky and has never been exposed to anything, but he always has supreme courage.
"Not bad." Lin Han recalled the situation in the border area before and said truthfully, "I don't feel anything special."
"But compared to their ugly appearance..." Lin Han's voice became a little deeper, and he fell into the pure and timid smile of a certain teenager, "I would rather let the cranberries come back to life."
He had been left in the border area as the cruelest victim, and soon after his accident the Zerg attacked. It was hard not to think of the relationship between the two.
But no matter what, his smile and his thoughts were ruthlessly taken away in the end.
"I understand." He Yunting held the joystick with his hand and asked, "How do you want to fight, Mr. Lin?"
He has recovered his memory, and now the two of them are communicating through the door. He Yunting can't help but recall the time he met him many years ago.
At that time, he had just joined the army and had to come back to hand over some procedures. He saw the situation when he passed by the mecha training room one night.
He heard a very subtle sound and when he got closer he saw that the young man who had a gentle smile in the auditorium was now sitting alone in the mecha practice room. The smile that once made his heart beat faster was no longer there, and there was only frustration in his eyes.
There were fine beads of sweat on his forehead, and there was some engine oil on his hands. He pursed his lips, seeming very unwilling.
He Yunting saw him climb back onto the training mechas prepared for the freshmen. These mechas looked very familiar to him. They could not be controlled by mental power like the mechas that were officially put into combat. They were basic mechas specially used to test physical fitness.
In other words, if you can't drive this one, let alone other training models.
It seemed that the boy was trying really hard, but from his uneven breathing and lost look, he couldn't even drive such a basic mecha.
He Yunting should have left quickly, but in the end he stood somewhere not too far away, staying there silently.
He seemed to have been waiting until the young man drooped his shoulders, his face looked gloomy, and finally turned his head to look at the big iron shell in front of him, then squatted down slowly.
He Yunting noticed that the boy's shoulders were too thin, as if if the night wind was a little stronger, it would blend him into it.
He saw the boy turn off the lights and bury his face in his folded arms.
His shoulders didn't move, so he probably wasn't crying.
But He Yunting just felt that he would be cold and would need a coat.
Even a little bit is always precious warmth.
But he didn't step forward in the end.
But fortunately, He Yunting came back to his senses from his memories. The boy had grown into a young man, still warm and gentle, and I could finally accompany him to realize his dream.
In Lin Han's field of vision, He Yunting's movements at this moment just allowed him to see the other's silver hair on his forehead, his straight nose, and his lips that were no longer cold after being kissed thousands of times.
Lin Han didn't know what He Yunting was thinking at the moment, but he still raised his voice with unprecedented sharpness and excitement: "Be more ruthless."
Be a little more ruthless and a little more handsome.
The leader's head must be thrown high up and then dropped heavily, the smelly and pus-filled abdomen and brain must be punched open one by one, and the lives of the soldiers in the border area at that time and the jump points that were destroyed and could never be restored must be repaid one by one.
"good."
He Yunting responded straightforwardly: "Then I'll adjust the weapons depot."
Pull the energy storage value to the maximum and increase the straight-line distance to the highest.
"I will control the key parts, and Mr. Lin will be responsible for the mental connection." He Yunting said as he turned his face back and stared at the screen in front of him seriously again.
Zeus began to block thousands of attacks in front of them, and M2742 jumped up under the control of the two people.
When the mecha flew to the highest point, Lin Han heard a voice coming from the communicator.
"Mr. Lin, have fun."
Lin Han then raised the corners of his lips: "Thank you for your company, General."
-
Now facing these people who were still obviously shocked, Lin Han threw the helmet into the air, caught it steadily, and got off the mecha using the elevator: "What's the problem?"
The sergeant was stunned for a long time before he reacted embarrassedly. Knowing that this was an expert who knew how to repair things, he quickly scratched his head and told the truth about the condition of the mecha.
"It's simple. The things in your spare box can solve the problem." Lin Han jumped down from the elevator without frowning. The wind was still filled with the fishy and unpleasant smell of Zerg blood.
Soldiers were still cleaning up the battlefield all around. What came this time were just ordinary pioneer troops. Fortunately they arrived in time and prevented more enemy troops from landing.
But everyone knows that this is just the beginning. The jump point in the border area has been blown up. From today on, all subsequent berths must be on alert. The Zerg have always been rough and straightforward in character. Once they start, there is no way they will stop.
Lin Han quickly dealt with the soldier's mecha and returned the key to him.
Some simply cast curious glances, while others looked at me secretly.
He turned to the others calmly: "Does anyone else need help?"
Lin Han waited for a while, giving the soldiers enough time to accept and digest the information.
Finally, a braver soldier took a tentative step closer and said, "Well, you..."
What is your relationship with the Admiral?
Even though the guess in one's mind is most likely the answer, there are always people who want to know the exact information.
Just as he was about to speak, a voice came in through the private communicator: "Lin Han, get ready to go back."
"I'll be right there." Lin Han replied.
The soldier saw Lin Han hung up the call, smiled at them, and answered the question that everyone was curious about before: "Guess."
When the young man smiled, his eyes would unconsciously bend, and his eyes would be instantly filled with bright warmth, and a bit of tenderness would flow out with his slightly drooping eye corners.
Not denying it is a disguised confirmation of what they think.
They all thought of what had just happened.
The huge mecha pressed the leader of the steel beetles to the ground, and hammered him again and again with its hard fists, splashing blood and disgusting tissue, and finally put away the heat. Soldier. Weapons, use the hardest metal and fists to defeat the opponent.
And one of the people driving it stood in front of them, smiling.
Could it be that an Omega’s mental power could be concentrated to this extent?
I don’t know who was the first to take off his military cap, stand up straight, and call out “Mr. Lin”.
Lin Han turned around and saw that all the soldiers under He Yunting stopped what they were doing, took off their hats in unison, clenched their right fists lightly against their hearts, and gave him a standard military salute.
Lin Han was still stunned when he saw this scene.
Everyone knows that the soldiers at the base are always the hardest-working troops in the empire. The extremely strict selection conditions and the training intensity that ordinary people dare not even imagine are all placed on the shoulders of these young people.
The pampered people in the core area sometimes question whether such high-intensity training is necessary, and wonder whether these sergeants will complain about their commander's overly strict standards.
But not now.
Lin Han felt as if his heart was gently pinched, and felt a little sour.
He is neither a soldier nor a royal.
But now he was accepting the salute from these soldiers.
Lin Han also stopped, bowed deeply to everyone, and said thank you in his heart.
-
"Boss," Lu Anhe began to report the progress, "We have finished cleaning up here. According to the current situation, it is unlikely that the enemy will be able to regroup and land at this port in the short term."
"But the last Proton Star incident has not been reported yet, and this time the situation is urgent. Someone from His Majesty's side said that you don't need to come down from the front line to report in person, but at least one person from our side must go to the parliament to sit in and report the official results and handling of the Proton Star." Lu Anhe said, "Then why don't I go? I should be back the next day."
After all, Lu Anhe was his most trusted adjutant, and he handled things efficiently and effectively.
It's just that in this situation, it's best for the two of them to work together on the front line.
He Yunting hesitated for a moment and was about to agree, but Lin Han guessed the reason for his hesitation and suddenly asked, "Do you have any requests?"
Lu Anhe was stunned for a moment before he understood what Lin Han meant: "Either he is from the army, or he is an accompanying expert. I originally considered whether to let Professor Xu go, but the communication at the port was destroyed by the group of steel beetles and is still being repaired, so I haven't been able to contact him yet."
"Then I'll go." Lin Han said.
"Mr. Lin, it's not that I think you are unsuitable. It's mainly because there are those old guys in the parliament here this time. They might start arguing in class again, and the argument might last for most of the day. I'm afraid you can't stay here." Lu Anhe felt his head swelling when he thought of that group of people.
"But in the current situation, it's obviously more convenient for you to stay with the general." Lin Han's voice was very calm. "The situation is special, I hope there won't be any accidents."
Lu Anhe still felt something was wrong and wanted to say something else. After all, he knew how important Lin Han was to his boss, and he was worried that he couldn't handle such a tedious matter: "But..."
"Let him go." It was He Yunting who spoke first.
He knew he couldn't persuade Lin Han, and he also knew that he was thinking about himself, so he simply agreed.
"Just wait until the debriefing is over and pick it up again."
Lu Anhe didn't expect He Yunting to be willing to do so, and was a little surprised: "Okay."
Finally, the current formation followed the commander to the nearest place for supplies, while Lin Han followed the soldier and rushed back to the core area.
-
He just didn't expect that Wen Zhao would come in person to this parliamentary discussion.
This was the first time Lin Han met the emperor of the empire.
Compared with the last time in the side hall, Wen Zhao was dressed more formally this time. His inner shirt was sewn with rows of Napoleon buttons with gold thread, while his coat was a dress similar to a military uniform. His cloak was wrapped around his left shoulder, and pinned with a delicate rose and a cluster of gorgeous black feathers.
He held a white jade chess piece in his hand, and after everyone bowed respectfully, he waved his hand slightly: "I'm just here to listen casually, don't worry about me."
"The admiral was unable to come, right?" Wen Zhao folded his hands, resting them on his chin, and glanced casually at the semicircular seats of the parliament. "Then the one who came to report on his behalf this time was Lieutenant Colonel Lu?"
"Your Majesty." Lin Han saluted, introduced himself, and stood up from his seat. "Lieutenant Colonel Lu is stuck on the front line. I am also one of the Proton Star entourage and have personally participated in the cleanup, so I came here to report."
He was some distance away from Wen Zhao, but he could still feel the other's sharp black eyes looking at him, full of inquiry.
After all, he was the youngest mecha master. Some people present had heard of this name, but they never expected that he was a thin young man.
What's more, he said before that he had driven the admiral's mecha.
Can Omega also drive a mecha? Or... He Yunting's M2742.
"That's Dr. Lin." Wen Zhao didn't ask why he could drive with He Yunting, but just said lightly, "Tell me."
For a moment, not only Wen Zhao, but everyone's eyes were focused here.
However, Lin Han seemed not to feel the pressure. He calmly and without looking away, summarized everything that had happened on the Proton Star in the most concise language, and concluded in a calm tone.
"Including the central city, all related cities have no signs of life. It's over."
"In other words, there are no more... proton stars now."
"As for the berth, the frontline communications were quickly restored and the pioneer troops were successfully prevented from landing. Everyone will see it by then, so there is no need for me to elaborate."
Someone asked a few more questions, and Lin Han responded one by one.
"Dr. Lin is really decisive." When Lin Han sat down again, Wen Zhao praised him with a smile. He raised his hand and said to the congressmen and the speaker on both sides, "Okay, it's your turn to speak next."
It was not until the politicians began a lengthy tug of war that Lin Han realized the true character of Lu An and those "guys who can drive people to collapse through arguments".
The speaker on the left was Jiang Lian, a peace advocate, and on the right was Luo Qi, a radical. Considering the presence of Wen Zhao, the two sides of the parliament were playing Tai Chi with each other at the beginning. There was no substantial progress, and they just said some irrelevant words about the Proton Star and the Zerg attack.
Lin Han sat in his seat, thinking that even if he were to touch a bunch of animals without gloves, he wouldn't necessarily be as noisy as these people were now.
It was obvious that Wen Zhao was not here to listen to the quarrel.
When the councillor from Jiang Lian's side said, "The port has been saved. I wonder if you are worrying about these things now because you don't have confidence in the admiral," Wen Zhao finally rubbed his brow and stood up: "You guys continue."
He walked out the door without looking back.
After Wen Zhao left, the two factions really began to argue.
These people know clearly that there are cameras recording their words and actions, but they still choose to package their own selfish desires in a high-sounding manner and turn them into weapons to attack at will.
Luo Qi didn't look very energetic. When Jiang Lian directly accused him, "If we send troops directly to destroy the Zerg, how much manpower will it take? Have you ever considered the empire, Mr. Luo?", he couldn't help but slam the table and said, "Jiang Lian!"
"You and I both know that the reproduction of Zerg is different from that of humans. If Proton Star is destroyed, it will be truly destroyed, but the Zerg is a queen society. Who knows how many years later, new species will reproduce." Jiang Lian said coldly, "Maybe even after you and I die, the Zerg will never be killed."
"So you are just going to let these creatures become so arrogant and remain indifferent? Mr. Jiang, don't forget that your good friend Professor Xu was once the hero who saved Proton Star. Does this bring any changes to the ending of Proton Star?" Luo Qi refused to give in.
The other party also got angry: "Mr. Luo can't win the argument, so can he only bring out the irrelevant people?"
"you--"
Lin Han suddenly stood up from his seat.
The people on both sides were stunned for a moment. After all, except Wen Zhao, everyone had to hold on until the last minute.
After all, Jiang Lian was Xu Zhiheng's good friend and had heard of Lin Han's name: "Mr. Lin, you..."
"What time is it now?" Lin Han asked.
Someone looked at the watch and told a time.
Lin Han had a slight smile on his face, but it disappeared into his eyes: "I said, what time is it now?"
"It's already this time. With every word you say and every word I say, there are soldiers on the front line defending the port, coming into close contact with the insects you hate, and bathing in blood."
He was rarely angry: "What does war mean to you? Has peace lasted too long and everyone has forgotten its meaning?"
"Is it an exchange of interests? Or a reshuffle of power? Yes, there is a neutral admiral who can be used as a bargaining chip for you to argue with."
Jiang Lian's face turned pale: "Mr. Lin, this is your first time in the parliament. Our rules..."
"Yes, I grew up in a civilian area and don't know any rules." Lin Han walked to the gorgeous but empty door, "So I'm leaving first."
Luo Qi, on the other hand, remained calm and composed: "We have never forgotten the significance of war."
"We'll see each other again, Mr. Lin."
-
Only after walking out of the hall did Lin Han seem to breathe a sigh of relief.
He was about to continue walking out, but when he turned a corner, he accidentally bumped into someone who had already left.
Wen Zhao stood there and looked at him calmly, smiling casually: "Come out for some fresh air too?"
Lin Han bowed his head and saluted, then said truthfully: "No, I'll go back first."
The two of them stood under a huge Baroque-style glass window. Wen Zhao was an Alpha, much taller than Lin Han. The sunlight outside only half came in. When he lowered his eyes to look at Lin Han, the shadow cast by his eyelashes inexplicably had an intimidating aura.
"Mr. Lin, do you know that the communication at the port was restored just before I left? The wartime video was also transmitted."
Lin Han paused.
Wen Zhao seemed very considerate and unassuming. He turned on his portable optical computer without a care in the world, and a virtual screen popped up: "Now all the people of the empire know you."
On the light screen, the young man walked out of the cockpit calmly and took off his helmet in the sunset.
At that moment, all the lights were focused on him. Even though he looked weak, no one could take their eyes away.
Wen Zhao did not say anything, but with a curious look in his eyes, he silently observed the young man he met for the first time.
Despite having made such preparations - and precisely because of this, Lin Han knew that no matter what, he would be exposed to the public because of He Yunting, so he spoke decisively in the parliament without any scruples.
But after all, the person in front of him was Wen Zhao, so he was still a little worried.
He had never been to the base, so naturally he might not know the relationship between him and He Yunting.
Will he associate it with that? Or do you have other guesses?
But Wen Zhao shouldn't embarrass He Yunting...
In just one minute, Lin Han couldn't help but think a lot.
"Mr. Lin, do you like playing chess?" Wen Zhao put away the light screen and asked casually.
Lin Han's eyes fell on the chess piece in Wen Zhao's hand.
He identified it and found it was a "Queen" chess piece.
He thought of the Queen's dress in the Galaxy Museum, saying it was a symbol of her love.
But Lin Han was very tactful and didn't ask any questions: "Not bad."
When he thought Wen Zhao would invite him to stay and play chess, the other party waved his hand and did not stop him: "It seems that Mr. Lin does not want to stay here any longer. Let's talk about it when we are free. I hope to play a game of chess with Mr. Lin then."
Lin Han thanked him respectfully.
"But now everyone knows you," Wen Zhao called his followers over, "Let me take Mr. Lin back, otherwise it will be troublesome to take a public aircraft."
-
Only after Lin Han boarded the royal aircraft did he roughly understand what Wen Zhao meant by "some troubles".
His optical brain began to flash various information, including Shen Xiu Nan, colleagues he had occasionally spoken to in the research institute before, and even people he had no impression of. They all felt incredible that he would appear at the berth and on M2742.
Those soldiers were still on the front line, so soon his relationship with He Yunting quickly became the subject of everyone's speculation.
Shen Xiu Nan is probably torn apart now, and can't believe it. Messages pop up one after another: "No way? Is it really the admiral? I'm sorry I really didn't think of it before. If I said anything offensive before, please don't tell him!"
Not to mention those colleagues who once speculated that Lin Han’s Alpha was a “mysterious boss” in the core area.
I don’t know what their mood is now.
But Lin Han doesn't want to pay attention to these now.
"Lin Han," he blocked all communications, leaving only He Yunting's voice to be heard on the communicator, "We have moved to another port, and we will be free to pick you up today."
He Yunting paused and said, "Do you still want to go to the frontline with me?"
Lin Han then smiled for the first time since returning: "Of course."
-
When Lin Han returned home, the little dumpling, who had not been seen for a long time, heard the door open and hurriedly rolled over from the living room, almost bumping into the corner of the table.
He picked up the little guy and coaxed him patiently.
After Gululu's mood recovered a little, Lin Han thought about it and took the initiative to talk to it.
"I have to leave home tonight and go somewhere far away."
Gululu had lived here for a long time and quickly understood what Lin Han meant.
Soon, its little eyes wrinkled.
After a while, it bit Lin Han's finger lightly, making an ambiguous sound.
The Kuger people have a very strong bite force, but the little guy didn't have the heart to hurt Lin Han. However, he didn't know how to express his emotions, so he could only rub Lin Han's fingers with his teeth helplessly.
Sensing the other party's emotions, Lin Han took out a piece of the little guy's favorite snack from the cupboard, hoping to make it happier.
"I will prepare a lot of things for you, or I will hand you over to the zoo where you were last time." Lin Han said, "Is that okay?"
The little guy was silent. The snacks that used to make his eyes light up when he saw them no longer had any appeal and he looked depressed.
After a long time, just like when he left the border area, Lin Han felt his hands were wet.
Lin Han squatted down and looked into the little guy's eyes.
"But... you are obviously mecha-sick."
This time Gululu reacted - it knew that shaking its head meant denial, and immediately shook its little head desperately to indicate that no, it was not dizzy.
Lin Han still understood what it meant.
"So...you want to go with me?"
The little guy hesitated for a moment when he thought of the big iron shell, but finally nodded firmly.
-
The only space available for parking at the entrance of Lin Han’s apartment is a flying vehicle. However, time is tight during the march and no one is willing to fly the flying vehicle.
So in the evening, a mecha landed on the Imperial Army's helipad in a very high-profile manner.
That was the mecha that everyone was familiar with, filled with glory and merit.
That is the M2742 that belongs only to the Imperial Admiral.
The students around didn't react at first, but after realizing whose mecha it was, they began to exclaim in excitement.
Everyone began to whisper, why did this mecha appear here?
The excited students have already started taking photos to record the experience. They simply can’t believe that they can have such close contact with this mecha.
Soon, they saw a young man walking towards the mecha step by step with firm steps.
——It was the Omega who appeared at the berth, and also the Omega who stood up in the parliament today and denounced both factions.
There seemed to be a soft little animal lying on his shoulder, but as the sky began to darken, people could no longer see the appearance of the little thing.
Lin Han felt that he should be calm.
He knew that the journey ahead would not be smooth and the Zerg would not give up.
But he was still excited and still wanted to fight alongside the people above.
He wanted to board the mecha and sit in the position he had longed for for many years.
I will sail towards the starry sky with his dreams and courage, and no matter where I am, I will not be alone.
"Let's go." Lin Han rubbed the soft fur on Gululu's head and said with a smile, "Let's elope."
The author has something to say: Here I come! I just kept writing because I didn't know where to stop. Sorry for being late!
Send 50 red envelopes as compensation
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
