Chapter 31
The third round of selection is still ongoing.
Lin Han gradually adapted to life at the base. He took nutritional supplements at regular times and places every day and worked peacefully. When he was not busy, he could continue to tinker with the new mecha design he had previously made at the research institute. Things gradually became regular.
Since the third round of tasks mostly required Lin Han to watch over the training ground, even though he rarely talked to the soldiers about anything other than work, he gradually became familiar with them.
Lin Han stared at the mecha in the training ground in a daze.
He had heard by chance before that He Yunting had also gone through this in the beginning. His results then were still unsurpassed even now. The training content then was much more brutal than it is now, but he always persisted as the first and finally entered the elite team directly... and finally overcame all obstacles to rise to his current position, but that is another story.
What kind of person should he be at that time?
Will it be the same as it is now? Or is it very different?
Every day someone is eliminated, every day mechas are damaged, and every day soldiers have points deducted for various reasons... Sometimes when Lin Han watches these soldiers training, he feels that this competition system is too harsh, not to mention that after the third round, there is still the most uncertain and cruel fourth round.
Lin Han heard that the fourth round was a combat exercise, but the most important thing was that the location was no longer limited to the base. Instead, the pilots who passed the third round would be directly thrown into the vast interstellar space for final training.
Even if the base will try its best to ensure their safety, no one can predict what will happen - pirates, Zerg, and all kinds of strange mutant creatures... In the interstellar space, resources are always the biggest conflict point, and in the gaps between planets, those gray areas that cannot be divided into regions often breed unpredictable dangers.
Generally, in the fourth round, specially hired experts will stay on the warship or in the command center. In order to ensure safety, they generally prefer remote guidance.
There was even a year when a particularly cautious mecha pilot directly applied not to participate in the fourth round of training, and his application was finally approved.
But it’s still the third round, so Lin Han hasn’t thought that far for now.
Besides, it's just an exercise after all. Although it is dangerous, nothing serious has happened over the years.
Just then, his communicator rang.
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Lin Han had just finished a day's work and came out of the training ground when he ran into Qi Jiamu, who had always been among the top in this selection.
"Hello, Mr. Lin." Qi Jiamu smiled at Lin Han, "Thank you for your hard work today."
His facial features do not look sharp, but now is dinner time, the training has come to a temporary halt, and everyone is still resting. When Qi Jiamu's expression relaxes, there is a kind of sunny youthfulness in his expression.
He greeted Lin Han very politely. After all, he was the one who caused Lin Han the most trouble recently in the third round.
Lin Han looked at his young face.
Qi Jiamu's mecha has been malfunctioning these past few days, either with internal program failure or mental link abnormalities. Therefore, Lin Han spends half of his working time helping Qi Jiamu debug the mecha.
In fact, his training results have always been very good, with almost no mistakes - but perhaps because he is the first to be shot, he has become the target of dislike in the eyes of many recruits in private.
Suppression and grouping are everywhere, and such outstanding people are either flattered by everyone, or a group of people find that they cannot flatter them and turn to attacking them.
Qi Jiamu's performance in the selection was too outstanding, and although he did not look as unapproachable as He Yunting, he was not easy to get along with either - he would not talk to you much, he had the same expression no matter what happened, he did not make friends, and kept to himself.
Gradually, people in the small group began to have other ideas.
But the base has many rules, and there is a point deduction system in the selection process. We can't suppress them openly, but we can't help but want to do something.
The third round of selection finally gave them their chance.
They began to "visit" Qi Jiamu's mecha under various pretexts, and then tampered with certain details - in this way, Qi Jiamu would either suffer himself or ask the mecha master to help adjust and repair it.
Anyone with a discerning eye in the base could see that the admiral was taking special care of Mr. Lin, and that anyone who had secretly observed Mr. Lin before had points deducted. Qi Jiamu's mecha always had problems, so Lin Han would come into contact with him frequently.
Many soldiers were secretly delighted, thinking that this was just like running into the muzzle of the general's gun.
Lin Han is not stupid and can probably guess something.
He didn't know why Qi Jiamu never said anything, and he couldn't point it out directly, so he just said lightly: "If you have any questions, you can always tell me. Be careful."
Qi Jiamu lowered his eyes and said, "Thank you, Mr. Lin."
After saying goodbye to Qi Jiamu, Lin Han, who was about to go back to his room, thought about it, turned around, and walked in another direction.
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When I walked into He Yunting's room, he was still wearing his training uniform which he had not had time to change out of.
The two of them hadn't seen each other much in the past few days. When he saw him coming, He Yunting didn't say anything, but there was a hint of doubt in his eyes.
"General," Lin Han didn't intend to beat around the bush and went straight to the point, "I have something to tell you."
Lu Anhe was eating snacks with a grunt. When he heard Lin Han say that, his eyes widened, and he was like a hamster with something in his mouth, not knowing whether he should leave or not.
What? Has Mr. Lin finally come to his senses and is planning to save his boss?
He Yunting glanced at Lu Anhe, who was expressing various emotions with his eyes at this moment.
——Eat your food, no need to leave.
Lu Anhe quickly understood what He Yunting meant and gave him a look of disappointment, thinking to himself, I actually want to go out.
He swallowed the food in his mouth, drank a sip of water and said, "Mr. Lin, don't worry about me."
Lin Han nodded: "I received a call from His Royal Highness the Prince today."
When Lu Anhe heard this, he immediately put away his nonchalant attitude and said, "Speaking of this, I haven't had time to tell Mr. Lin about what happened in the past two days."
Lu Anhe then told Lin Han about his private investigation of Wen Tianyao: "In summary, we have confirmed that Wen Tianyao is indeed consistent with what you said. He is indeed not neutral - because the information needs to be verified, please forgive me, Mr. Lin."
"It's okay." Lin Han nodded. After all, He Yunting still didn't seem to believe that he had the ability to read minds, and his words were related to the prince of the empire, so it was normal to check it out.
Lin Han said: "He talked to me today...about the fourth round of training."
After all, the fourth round of training is the most critical link. Whether the best pilots can be selected depends on this round. Therefore, the base will generally send warships to send the group of new pilots to the border area, and then observe the situation of each pilot in real time through exercises, and finally select the best ones to stay.
Lu Anhe uttered a "hmm".
Lin Han continued, "But His Royal Highness the Prince said that he would go with us, and asked me to say hello to the general."
He Yunting frowned, looking impatient.
"From what I heard from him," Lin Han said, "it seems that he wants to further show his goodwill to the general on the warship."
From Wen Tianyao's perspective, Lin Han is an omega that is easy to manipulate and is also the omega that He Yunting cares about the most. However, in the eyes of outsiders, the prince's frequent interactions with the admiral are just social interactions between two people who maintain a neutral attitude.
No one knew that what Wen Tianyao was planning was just the military power in He Yunting's hands and the mecha unit that possessed the empire's most elite pilots.
"I see." He Yunting said, "Thank you, Mr. Lin."
Lin Han nodded, said you're welcome, and was about to leave after reporting when He Yunting called him again.
"Lin Han," He Yunting looked up at him, his tone calm, "If you really don't want to go to the fourth round of training, you can return to the institute early."
After all, there have been precedents for this.
Lu Anhe added: "Don't worry, Mr. Lin. Although the fourth round of training will be held in the border area, you only need to provide remote guidance on the warship."
Lin Han smiled and said, "Since I was specially hired by the base, there is no reason for me to leave early without finishing my work. Don't worry, I'm not that spoiled."
He Yunting just looked at him with deep eyes.
Lin Han didn't know why he was looking at her, so he stood up and wanted to say goodbye: "Besides, Lieutenant Colonel Lu said that as long as we are on the battleship, we will be safe. If I don't go, the mecha might suddenly have some problems, and you won't be able to solve them."
Of course, Wen Tianyao also has to go to the scene, so that he can take the opportunity to listen to what he wants to do.
Lin Han didn't say this.
"Yes." After a moment, He Yunting spoke, "Then when we get on the battleship, Mr. Lin, follow me."
"Don't leave my sight."
When He Yunting said the last sentence, Lin Han finally heard a hint of command.
It was as if this was the tone he usually used when communicating with others. The voices that had previously reached his ears seemed as distant as those of another person.
But Lin Han did not feel uncomfortable. It was because he had heard He Yunting's other thoughts that he now understood that the other party just didn't want any accidents to happen.
He nodded and said, "Okay."
After all, Lu Anhe was still there, and the scene of the two of them holding hands last time was still vivid in his mind. Lin Han did not move forward, but stood at the door and said goodbye to He Yunting.
Anyway, I should be able to roughly guess what He Yunting is thinking now.
Lin Han thought.
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The third round of training was relatively long, and at the end of the month, all the soldiers participating in the selection finally had half a day to breathe.
Generally, everyone is busy resting at this time, but some soldiers' relatives will choose this time to visit their proud family members.
After all, there is only half a day, and visiting the base requires applying through layers of approval, the approval process is very slow, and the process is cumbersome, so not many people actually come.
It was on this day that Lin Han saw Qi Jiaze.
He was an omega who looked very thin, with a delicate appearance and short stature. His slender limbs exposed outside had an almost sickly pale color.
There was no expression on his face, and he walked very slowly, step by step, as if he was thinking about something, but also seemed to be thinking about nothing.
At that time, Lin Han was doing the final inspection of the mecha for the next day, when he suddenly heard someone shouting something outside the training ground.
"Aze!" Qi Jiamu saw the omega, called his nickname across the crowd, raised his face and smiled at him, raised his hand and waved, motioning him to come over, "Brother is here."
After all, Qi Jiamu would talk to him from time to time these days, and Lin Han was somewhat familiar with his voice, so he looked up.
When the omega who came to visit heard the voice, his whole body froze as if he had been electrocuted. He slowly raised his head with a dazed look on his face, and tried hard to follow the voice and began to look around for the source.
"Brother..." He moved his lips and murmured softly, then finally saw Qi Jiamu's hands waving at him.
"Aze, this way."
Qi Jiaze's originally calm eyes finally lit up, and the corners of his lips rose little by little. Finally, as if he had regained his vitality, he quickened his pace and began to run towards the other side. His steps were clumsy, but his speed was getting faster and faster. In the end, he almost fell in front of his brother and was helped by Qi Jiamu.
Lin Han originally thought that it was nothing, but felt that his younger brother looked a little dazed, so he retracted his gaze and continued to work inside the mecha.
But when he turned around, he saw the back of the skinny omega.
Although he didn't notice anything unusual at first, his intuition told him that this man was a little strange.
Qi Jiaze was talking to his brother, his lips moving very slowly.
In order not to attract attention, Lin Han walked into the cockpit and closed the door.
Because he has been active in the training ground during this period, no one would be suspicious of him. Everyone knows that Mr. Lin has excellent business capabilities and can quickly solve any problems he encounters.
Lin Han put on his helmet, started the mecha, and then slightly adjusted the field of view window.
Although he had no intention of peeking at the brothers' affectionate meeting, he still moved the viewing window closer to Qi Jiaze.
Although he knew nothing, he always felt uneasy.
Lin Han apologized to Qi Jiamu in his heart, thinking that he shouldn't observe his brother like this, but he still clicked on the zoom function so that the mecha's field of view window could just see the omega's every move.
Qi Jiaze looked no older than twenty years old. The ends of his hair seemed to have faded, and although his hair was black, it only gave off an unhealthy sheen.
Qi Jiamu's eyes were a little red, and his expression was not as calm as Lin Han had seen before.
Lin Han couldn't hear clearly what the two were saying, but he always felt that there was something strange about the communication between them.
Qi Jiaze never speaks actively. Every time, after the other party has spoken for a long time, he will nod or shake his head slowly and then start talking.
Unable to find anything unusual, Lin Han thought he was being overly suspicious and was about to remove the viewing window.
Qi Jiaze suddenly turned around without warning, staring straight at the mecha where Lin Han was.
Lin Han was startled by the sudden feeling of being stared at.
Even though he was wearing a helmet and was inside the mecha, with a view window between them, it was impossible for Qi Jiaze to see himself. At most, he could only observe a certain side of the mecha.
Qi Jiaze's eyes are very light in color, and his pupils are slightly smaller than those of ordinary people, which always makes people feel uncomfortable.
However, he only stared at Lin Han's mecha for two seconds, then turned around again, as if he had finished talking to Qi Jiamu, and began to walk out of the base step by step.
Lin Han's heart was pounding and he felt inexplicably nervous, but he continued to stare at Qi Jiamu's back as he left.
The other person walked very slowly and evenly, and even the way his hands swung were exactly the same, which made Lin Han feel like... a machine with pre-programmed instructions.
When Qi Jiaze was about to leave the training ground, Lin Han finally noticed something strange about him.
His hair was a little long and had not been properly trimmed, but Lin Han still noticed the back of his neck——
Where the gland was, there was a deep, old scar.
The author has something to say: I am here, I am here. Today I am Ao Bing's sister, Ao Ye. I have rewritten 3,000 words and sorted out the subsequent plot. I am sorry for being late.
I will give you 100 red envelopes as compensation for this chapter.
I'm so tired, I want to give Lao He drugs every day (bushi)
I'm too sleepy. I'm going to sleep first.
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