Chapter 20
After a while, Lin Han stopped smiling and looked at He Yunting in the screen.
The colors on the light screen were a little distorted, and the other party's handsome face was still expressionless, but the color of his hair was stained a little golden after the information processing, and the color of his deep blue eyes also deepened a bit.
"Don't make it difficult for Lieutenant Colonel Lu," Lin Han said, "If his mecha needs an annual inspection, he can send it directly to the research institute. If there are no other problems, there is no need to repair it."
Lu Anhe's mood fluctuated greatly during these few minutes. He quickly reflected that he should not laugh at his leader in front of him, and he praised Mr. Lin even more.
If He Yunting hadn't been there, he would have wanted to hug his thighs and cry out in gratitude without any image.
"Yeah." He Yunting responded briefly.
"Ask Lieutenant Colonel Lu to send over the relevant documents that need to be handed over. I will contact the hospital tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow..."
"I'll ask Lu Anhe to pick you up." He Yunting interrupted.
Lin Han didn't understand for a moment: "Huh?"
"You don't have to worry about the procedures." He Yunting said.
Lu An quickly added, "Yes, yes, Mr. Lin, I will handle the formalities for you! Let me know when you are ready and I will pick you up!"
"But your base is completely closed, right? Should I go home and clean up…"
"The base has special rooms with everything you need." He Yunting continued coldly.
“……” Lu Anhe wanted to cover his face again.
As soon as you compliment someone on their beauty, you want that person to appear in front of you immediately without any preparation.
This is too blunt, too direct, and quite aggressive.
I wonder if Mr. Lin will be angry after hearing this.
But Lu Anhe was really afraid that he would do something weird again, and the wife he had just protected would be tormented by He Yunting again, so he decided to continue to help He Yunting: "It's okay, Mr. Lin, or I will come over and accompany you home to get it! Don't worry, leave it to me!"
Perhaps Lu Anhe's sincere attitude infected Lin Han, and finally the handsome Mr. Lin said "Oh", agreed, and hung up the phone.
The United Front Work Department returned to calm.
Lu Anhe quietly put the key that he was about to swallow back into his pocket, tiptoed to the door, opened it, and prepared to slip out quietly.
"Wait." He Yunting suddenly called him.
Lu Anhe felt a chill down his spine. Could it be that he had some new tricks?
He Yunting still stared at the group of recruits who were tortured to death by the training on the screen, without turning his head: "Use my ID to get a gun."
Lu Anhe put away his joking expression and froze.
"The autopsy report hasn't come back yet," He Yunting's eyes flashed with the images from the surveillance camera, "He's here, there can't be any accidents."
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The news that Lin Han was on a business trip to the base quickly spread throughout the research institute.
After He Yunting came in person twice, even though everyone had no ill intentions, they still secretly wondered what the relationship was between Lin Han and He Yunting.
Some people said that the general just loved the mecha too much, but someone immediately refuted it, saying that it had been repaired and he had to come to get it in person, it was obvious that he just wanted to see Lin Han more.
Some people even heard rumors that He Yunting specially invited Lin Han to dance at the prince's dinner party.
In addition, the research institute was able to receive calls from Lu Anhe from time to time these days, which further confirmed that there must be a relationship between the two beyond that of strangers.
A top alpha and an excellent omega with SSS mental power are simply a match made in heaven.
No one had any objection to Lin Han going to the base this time. After all, he should have been given this spot in previous years, it was just that Lin Han himself didn't want to go.
Even though the mechas he designed and manufactured made him famous, he was a very low-key person and was unwilling to attend various occasions because of his mind-reading ability. Gradually, everyone only remembered that there was such an excellent mecha master, but could not even call out his name or gender.
So Lin Han still wonders from time to time why he accepted the invitation to the celebration party when he received it.
The design of the new generation of mecha is still in preparation, and the drawings have been revised again and again. After communicating with his colleagues, Lin Han decided to take the drawings of the main mecha part away. As for the handling of other details, if there are any doubts, just contact them using the communicator.
After explaining the problem, he was about to change his clothes and wait for Lu Anhe to come over when a colleague stopped him.
The colleague had heard about the base and asked in confusion: "But I heard that after the pilot selection begins, the mecha base will be completely closed. Lin Han, will your communicator not work when you get there?"
Lin Han was stunned for a moment, then he recalled that when Lu Anhe contacted him just now, he used He Yunting's interference-free internal line: "It seems so."
They were silent for a while. Lin Han thought about it and said hesitantly, "If you really need me urgently, you should be able to... contact the general's insider. Just ask him to transfer the call to me."
My colleague nodded secretly in his heart: Could the legend be true?
When Lin Han was handing the drawing to his colleague, he touched the colleague's hand because he had just changed his clothes and took off his gloves.
[So Lin Han really has a special relationship with the admiral, right? ! 】
"..." Lin Han silently withdrew his hand, with a subtle expression on his face.
He thought about it and decided to dispel the rumor: "By the way, the general and I really just have a simple social relationship, nothing else."
Of course, what the general actually thinks of himself remains to be seen.
The colleague thought that Lin Han had heard this rumor somewhere else and explained it casually, so he quickly said, "Okay, okay, other people didn't mean anything else by saying this, don't take it to heart."
Lin Han smiled at his colleague and did not pursue the matter.
When Lu Anhe came to pick her up and pack her things, Lin Han quietly stuffed a few more pairs of gloves into her bag.
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Lu Anhe was very efficient. He first picked up Lin Han from the base and took him home, then waited for him to pack up and drove back to the base. Although the journey was long and separated two districts, fortunately He Yunting's aircraft did not have to wait in line for the star track, and half a day later Lin Han arrived at the legendary mecha base.
The base is very large and is divided into seven major areas according to the types of mechas. He Yunting has the highest say. In addition, each area is strictly governed and is interrelated and different.
The First and Second Bases are the most core of the seven regions, and this time the pilot selection will be held in the First Base.
After walking in through the facial recognition gate, there is a corridor. After passing the discipline mirror, there is a long wall of merit, which records the military forces that have made contributions to the empire throughout history.
He Yunting's information was very eye-catching, and Lin Han couldn't help but slow down and take a look.
The other person’s ID photo was no different from the real person, both looked cold and unapproachable. Below is his current military rank, followed by a row of text listing his various achievements.
Lin Han couldn't finish reading so much at once, and was too embarrassed to ask Lu Anhe to wait for him, so he could only look back twice before jogging to catch up with Lu Anhe.
Lu Anhe first took Lin Han to a room that had been arranged long ago. The empire's economy was prosperous, and after the difficult early years, Lin Han's room was almost optimally configured, with everything needed. In order to take care of the mecha pilots, he even borrowed a set of small detectors from the research institute to facilitate work.
Lin Han put his things away, took a pair of gloves and put them on, then asked Lu Anhe: "Where are we going now?"
He thought he would be taken directly to the training ground, or to find He Yunting.
As a result, Lu Anhe shook his head, squinted his eyes and smiled, and asked Lin Han to follow him. After walking for a while, the two finally arrived at their destination.
Lu Anhe pushed open the heavy door: "The admiral is waiting for you inside."
Then he didn't follow in, but walked out and closed the door.
He thought he was awesome.
Lu An and Shan knew that they should leave the two alone, but they didn't know that their boss's image had been completely shattered in the eyes of the beautiful Mr. Lin.
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Lin Han didn't expect that the first time he met He Yunting at the base was in the shooting training room.
He Yunting stood in front of him in a neat dark green military uniform. When he saw Lin Han coming, he didn't say much, but just handed over the things in his hand.
It's a micro pistol.
Lin Han took it hesitantly: "...For me?"
"Yes." He Yunting didn't explain, "Do you know how to use it?"
Lin Han thought about it and roughly knew that He Yunting meant to use it for self-defense. He observed the gun in his hand and shook his head: "Not really."
He Yunting nodded without surprise: "This is a particle laser bullet, and its operation is simpler than others."
Lin Han tried to fiddle with it for a while, then said helplessly, "General, I don't know how to do it."
He Yunting pursed his lips, as if hesitating about something.
He was not close to Lin Han, and after handing the gun over, he took a step back.
Perhaps it was because of Lin Han's inexplicable bad mood last time that made He Yunting a little cautious. He wanted to say something, but in the end he restrained himself and did not step forward. He just took the same one and taught Lin Han, so that he could learn the basic usage.
"Try."
He Yunting picked up the gun in his hand, barely aimed, raised his wrist, and with a "bang", he hit the bull's eye cleanly and neatly.
Lin Han imitated it several times, but in the end he didn't fire a single shot.
"Your hands are unsteady." He Yunting put down the gun and said.
Lin Han himself knew that there were a lot of problems, but the actual operation was indeed not easy. He tried again, but still failed.
He Yunting looked at him for a long while, lowered the corners of his cold lips, and then walked towards Lin Han.
"Mind?" he asked.
Lin Han didn't say anything.
He thought, luckily he was wearing gloves.
Seeing that he didn't answer, He Yunting walked over tentatively, and the distance between them finally narrowed.
Lin Han usually doesn't like others getting too close to him, let alone the other person is such an alpha with absolute oppressive power. But now he strangely didn't reject it too obviously.
He Yunting stretched out his left hand and covered Lin Han's white gloves.
"Hold on tight," he said in a deep voice.
Lin Han forced himself to calm down, listened to what He Yunting said, and took a deep breath.
"Don't be afraid, just follow the movements of my hands."
“Focus.”
"Bang--!"
There was a loud bang and Lin Han's mind was a little dazed. When he came to his senses, he saw the bullet hole that was exactly at the center of the circle.
"Go on." He Yunting did not let go.
Lin Han's mind was a little confused, and he tried to keep up with the other party's pace.
Suddenly, I smelled a very faint scent of ebony.
It was so faint that if he hadn't been distracted, he wouldn't have noticed it at all.
But He Yunting's expression was still very serious, and Lin Han felt that he was overthinking.
He tried to calm himself and shot again.
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Even with a micro gun, practicing with it can still be a bit tiring for a novice after a while.
When the two of them were resting, Lin Han put down his gun and walked over to He Yunting, who had been two steps away from him since the training ended.
"General." Lin Han's forehead was covered with sweat. He hadn't caught his breath yet. He took a breath and said to He Yunting, "Thank you."
There was a slight fluctuation in the expression on He Yunting's face.
Soon, he spoke.
"Lin Han." Every time He Yunting called his name, the last syllable that escaped from his throat was always only half pronounced, with a low and sexy tone, as if it was born with a bewitching mute meaning, "From now on, you don't have to call me 'you'."
I can't stand it if you always use honorifics.
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