Chapter 21
Fortunately, Lin Han was wearing gloves and had no idea what He Yunting was thinking at the moment.
After He Yunting said that, he looked away again, leaving Lin Han alone looking at him in confusion.
"Is there anything wrong with this title?"
"No." He Yunting put away his gun and stood with his back to Lin Han. "Just don't be so distant."
"General..." Lin Han wanted to say something, but He Yunting had already strode to the door and left without looking back.
So he couldn't finish the rest of his words.
There's no need to be so distant...but they aren't that familiar with each other, right?
He looked at He Yunting's back, then looked at the gun in his hand, thoughtfully.
In fact, he wanted to ask more than just the question of the title, he also wanted to ask whether the other party's injury had improved.
Since he was so cautious that he prepared guns for himself, and he was still in the base, then the real culprit of the last incident has not been found out yet?
For a moment, Lin Han even wanted to tell He Yunting about his abilities and ask him if he needed his help.
After all, it is not easy to know the other person's true thoughts because of the layer of flesh and blood.
However, if Lin Han told He Yunting about this, he would probably be the first one to feel embarrassed.
Lin Han put away his thoughts and the gun that He Yunting gave him and left the shooting training room.
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It was getting late. After leaving Lin Han, He Yunting confirmed the progress of the selection with Lu Anhe, but still felt worried and returned to the first base.
When he opened the door, Lu Anhe was helping him watch the surveillance camera. Seeing He Yunting coming, he saluted and said, "Everything is normal at the moment. It's just that the elimination rate is higher than last year. There are still two days left in the first stage. Yesterday, there was half left, but today, half is almost not enough."
Lu Anhe looked through the data and reported: "There are a total of 40,000 people this time, 12,000 alphas and 28,000 betas. As a result, according to the elimination rules, except for those who failed to complete the first round of training and were directly eliminated, the number of people who voluntarily asked to withdraw from the competition is actually more alphas than betas."
"The key is that many alphas quit because they couldn't endure hardship... They really spoiled us," Lu Anhe said with a rare look of anger, "They said they felt they could do something else with their mental and physical strength. Oh, some people even said this was not in compliance with the rules and they were planning to write a letter to the parliament to report you."
He Yunting took off his hat, and although he still didn't speak, there was a hint of contempt in his eyes.
Pilot selection takes place every year, so this kind of situation is not uncommon.
He Yunting didn't answer, but his face darkened and he took the list of eliminated candidates handed over by Lu Anhe.
As the empire has become increasingly prosperous in recent years, young people have become accustomed to a life of luxury, and many of them have developed a lazy and arrogant nature. They spend all day talking about military affairs and think that they can drive a mecha as long as they have it in front of them. They are so confident that they think they are the next He Yunting. However, once they enter the base and see the rigorous training, their legs go weak and they want to quit immediately.
If you are not in it, no one will see the undercurrents beneath the peace.
Even when He Yunting's assassination was reported in the news, they only mocked the assailant for overestimating his own abilities, and praised He Yunting, saying that such a trick could never hurt him.
The first round of selection is a pure physical test. The high-intensity training can quickly show the physical endurance of the subjects. If Lu Anhe hadn't pulled him back, He Yunting would probably have made it even more rigorous.
The registered soldiers will not have their own rooms until they enter the third round and will need to live together with their teammates.
Except for the bathroom, there are surveillance cameras in almost every place to monitor the recruits' every move.
In addition to the grassroots instructors who will directly face these soldiers, there will be dedicated people to supervise every link, and every detail will be scored. Each person will have 100 points, and they will be eliminated after all the points are deducted.
In He Yunting's hand was a sorted points table. In addition to those who were eliminated, there were also a few outstanding people.
Currently ranked first is an alpha named Qi Jiamu, who was deducted one point because he did not understand the rules the first time, but the rest of his performance was perfect.
There are several betas behind them. Their physical and mental strength may not be as good as alphas by nature, but their acquired efforts will eventually allow them to be in the forefront.
As the sky lowered, the soldiers' training came to a temporary halt and they began to disperse to the cafeterias of various bases for meals.
He Yunting then turned his eyes away from the screen and rubbed his eyebrows.
Lu Anhe can do anything, and eating is his first priority. After work, he rushes to the cafeteria immediately - although the meals are all the same, if he arrives earlier, at least he can have some different snacks.
But just as Lu Anhe was about to go out, he wrinkled his nose in some strange way.
"Boss," he asked suspiciously, "what did you do with Mr. Lin just now?"
He Yunting didn't understand why Lu Anhe asked this: "Teach him how to use a gun."
"Gone?" Lu Anhe still seemed unconvinced.
He Yunting glanced over with dissatisfaction: "No more."
"...Oh." Colonel Lu Zhong responded aggrievedly, "I thought you two..."
"?"
"Well, pheromones blended." Smart Xiao Lu chose a description that he thought would not be wrong.
"Because I always feel... like I smell a little bit of your pheromones." Lu Anhe added.
Lu Anhe is an alpha. Due to the natural repulsion between their own kind, he can smell the pheromones of his own kind more keenly.
However, he really did nothing with Lin Han—not only did he not do anything, but He Yunting, who was quite far away, even frowned and said, “No. Go eat your meal.”
Lu Anhe said "oh" and left.
He Yunting asked someone to bring dinner over, while he continued to stay in the command room alone.
After Lu Anhe left, he finally had some time to think about what had just happened.
He really wanted to give him the gun and teach him some basics just for Lin Han's personal safety.
Even if he didn't admit that Lu Anhe said he fell in love at first sight, he wouldn't deny that he did have a crush on Lin Han. Otherwise, he wouldn't be curious about his pheromones, wouldn't want to meet him, and wouldn't want to invite him to the dance...
He himself knew that the omega was special.
He entered the army too early, so early that he had been there for so long that he had come to regard the glory and mission of the empire as his unshakable mission, and he was always loyal and steadfast.
When a person is stared at for too long and is too tense, he or she often forgets how to be an ordinary person.
Not to mention all that, he doesn't even know how to express his emotions.
What kind of emotions does a typical alpha have? Do you behave differently towards the omega you like?
What kind of expressions would they show to the omega, what kind of things would they do with each other, would they... bury their heads in the other's neck as Lu Anhe said, pierce the other's thin and fragile glands with their sharp canine teeth, and inject their own pheromones.
But……
He Yunting subconsciously touched his sharp alpha canines with the tip of his tongue, thinking.
That omega looks so clean and pretty. If you bite it, it will probably hurt the other person.
Would he close his eyes in unbearable pain, or would the pain make his eyes misty and his eyelashes tearful?
He Yunting recalled Lin Han asking him what he thought of him and why he didn't even use honorifics.
He had no way of answering and could only flee.
——Because even He Yunting himself doesn’t know.
But as soon as he heard the other party say "you" politely and gently, looking into his eyes and smiling at him, He Yunting couldn't help thinking more, thinking about things that might hurt the omega.
So he tried to move a step or two away from the other person, tried to suppress the unknown emotions in his heart, and tried to just get along with the other person normally.
But even so, he, who was always calm and composed, almost leaked pheromones.
Every time the opponent got closer, he took a step back.
He was afraid that his pheromones would scare the other person, and he was also afraid that there would be other different reactions.
Almost unbearable.
He Yunting found it difficult to speak and unbelievable.
Apart from the never-ending training, he was missing a lot.
But at least in his understanding, if you really like someone, you will not let the other person feel pain.
How can you say you love someone if it will hurt the omega?
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After all, it was his first day at the base, and the selection was still in the first stage, so Lin Han had nothing to do for the time being and returned to his room.
During the pilot selection period, his communicator could not contact the outside world. Lu Anhe gave him the password for the base's internal line, and also considerately added some communications with the clerical staff that Lin Han might need, to help Lin Han adapt quickly.
The leader of the clerical team heard Lu Anhe say that this was a mecha warrior invited by the admiral himself. He didn't know anything else, he just knew that he must treat him well.
He knocked politely on Lin Han's door, and after Lin Han opened it, he introduced himself. He then learned that the other party was an omega and his physical condition was not very good. He immediately said that he would get Lin Han some nutrient supplements specially provided by the military, and the effect should be better than those he bought himself.
As for personal items such as inhibitors, Lin Han said that he had brought them with him and there was no need to prepare anything else.
The head of the office team wrote down everything. "By the way, can I bring you dinner? However, because we need to train the physical fitness of the pilots in the base, the meals here are all unified. If Mr. Lin doesn't like it, you can tell me and I can make something else for you."
Lin Han didn't like to trouble others, and he wasn't too particular about food, so he waved his hand and said, "No thanks. Just like everyone else."
Anyway, the thing that omegas with poor physical constitutions ultimately use to replenish their energy is nutritional supplements.
The other party nodded and gave Lin Han a brief account of the contents of the meal: "That's basically it. However, the admiral has a special supply during this period, and everything else is the same."
Special offer?
Lin Han couldn't help but ask, "Is it specially matched for his physique? How is it different from others?"
Is it specially matched for the other party's physique?
Lin Han was a little curious. He remembered Lu Anhe had said before that He Yunting was a very boring person. The meal pairings had remained the same for several years and he didn't even know how to enjoy himself when he returned to his own manor. So how come he had a special exclusive meal pairing now?
Unexpectedly, after he asked this question, the corner of the clerk team leader's eye twitched.
After all, even he himself didn't know the meaning of this special supply.
The other party answered respectfully and honestly: "Actually... there is not much difference."
Lin Han nodded and didn't ask any more questions.
"Oh, right," the clerk team leader suddenly thought of something, "Although the special meals for the admiral are not much different from the usual ones, would you like to try it, Mr. Lin?"
I heard that omegas love sweets and like all kinds of sweets, so Mr. Lin might like them too.
The head of the office staff thought so, thinking only of the base, and decided to entertain the expert hired by the admiral.
Since the other party said so, and Lin Han really wanted to know, he nodded without thinking too much: "Okay, then let's take that one."
The clerical team leader agreed immediately, asked Lin Han if he needed anything else for the time being, and then left the room to prepare something for him.
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Ten minutes later.
Lin Han stared at the "Admiral's Special" meal in front of him in a daze, unable to explain what he was saying.
There is nothing special about the staple foods, vegetables and meat, and the cooking methods are simple and healthy.
but.
He picked up the spoon and poked the small porcelain bowl with a complicated expression, which seemed out of place with the side dish.
It is a piece of caramel baked with a blowtorch, which looks crispy and has an attractive color.
Lin Han had no objection to the fact that his pheromone was caramel.
But he didn't know when He Yunting added this.
He didn't even dare to think about himself at the first moment.
In order to prove that he was not overthinking, Lin Han put down the spoon, stood up, closed the doors and windows, and then shamelessly released some of his pheromones.
The sweet, burnt aroma quickly spread.
Lin Han picked up the cutlery again and tentatively tasted the caramel in the "Admiral's Special".
Comparing the two, he pursed his lips and confirmed with a strange expression - the taste was exactly the same as his own.
Lin Han: “…”
His mind recalled the first time they met. The other person's voice was cold and thin, like a glacier that had just melted in late winter, flowing past his ears with the remaining chill.
[It smells so good.] 】
Lin Han pushed the caramel in front of him away.
What? You’ve started replacing meals?
The author has something to say: Probably these two days v
I will update 10,000 words on the day of entering v, and I will see how many chapters it will be divided into.
——RunRun typed this line of words while crying and feeling sad
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