Chapter 127 [Added] Sava, the first player, was furious: ...
Commander Bai always emphasizes speed when working.
Orders must be given quickly, preparations must be made quickly, and arrival at work must also be quick.
But 20 minutes was too tight, not enough for a group of young alphas to get up from their beds in the dormitory. They rubbed their eyes that were woken up from their nap, went out in a daze, drove their mechas to the town entrance to gather, and looked up to see a person passing in front of the big stone with "Moruo Town" engraved on it.
Bai Ling turned on the terminal and glanced at the time indifferently:
"Five minutes late. If this were wartime, your bodies would have been cold."
The mercenaries murmured, "It's only five minutes. You're exaggerating."
"Can you please let me know in advance next time? I took a nap and crawled out of bed. I'm still very sleepy now."
As he spoke, someone in the team yawned in response.
"Don't want to get out of bed?" Bai Ling looked at a corner of the team and asked slowly.
When the bed was mentioned, the group of twenty-something guys looked at each other and made faces at each other.
Come to think of it, that big A was so strong yesterday. After a night, Commander Bai was able to get out of bed today. His physique is really good...
"Since you don't want to get out of bed, I'll satisfy you." Bai Ling said lightly:
"You will be on the plane for operation. You are not allowed to turn on the air conditioner or wear combat uniforms. You are not allowed to leave the plane without my order."
The Alphas breathed a sigh of relief, this was not a punishment at all, it was too gentle. They thought they were going to be punished by doing push-ups or something, but it turned out they were just being forced to turn off the air conditioning.
Commander Bai has a good temper.
Seeing them happily boarding the plane, the team leader stood aside with his arms folded, muttering, "You don't know whether to live or die..."
Before starting work, the tasks were briefly assigned. Bai Ling led Team A, Sava led Team B, and Huo Yuan stayed on the spot to carry out dispatch.
Normally, it doesn’t need to be so troublesome to promote activities.
However, they did not have satellites and could not perform precise high-altitude positioning, which brought certain difficulties to the measurement work of digging canals. Now, they can only use the signal of "Eye of Horus" as the standard, and the distance between the ship and the town as the node, so as to establish a manual positioning system with three points as one.
Although it is primitive, it is barely usable.
In the communication channel, Sava sighed: "This place is too desolate. There is no global positioning service and no fiber optic base station. It takes me half an hour to load a short video."
Bai Ling felt strange: "What kind of short video is this? It takes half an hour to load and I have to watch it?"
“Spicy jellyfish skin.”
“…”
Forget it, let’s not ask. It doesn’t feel like a serious food video.
At this time, the channel "beeped" and the mayor's voice was replaced: "There is something. Do you mind if we send a micro camera to follow you?"
Bai Ling raised his eyebrows and asked, "Don't you trust us?"
The mayor coughed unnaturally and said, "Not really. It's rare for a lively event to happen in town, and the residents want to participate."
Of course, monitoring the mercenaries is the primary purpose.
Moro Town had been seized by the Peacock Family once, and the same mistake must not be repeated. It is better to be safe than sorry. Out of responsibility, the mayor must strictly monitor their movements to prevent them from turning their mechas around and pointing their guns at the residents.
"I understand." Bai Ling agreed readily.
The mayor let out a sigh of relief and was about to put down the communicator when his pupils suddenly shrank.
Everyone looked up and saw the gray-blue painted Rattler walking to the open space. Suddenly, he crossed his arms and raised them. He clenched his two mechanical hands and pulled out the two large guns behind him.
The mayor's heart instantly rose to his throat.
Her finger hovered over the communicator, ready to make an evacuation announcement to the entire town.
But Rattler's steel finger turned a circle in the trigger, made a handsome wrist gesture, and then let go of the gun calmly, letting it fall into the sand, splashing some golden sunlight.
Then, it turned around, removed the cannon from its waist, and pulled out the knife from its leg... It was clearly surrendering voluntarily, but its posture was so confident and calm.
This was like a warrior publicly taking off his armor, causing the blood of the alpha beasts to boil, and they whistled excitedly: "Commander Bai, Commander Bai!"
"So cool, throw the gun in my face!"
"All soldiers, listen up! There are no enemies here, we don't need to carry weapons." A cold voice came out of the loudspeaker, and Bai Ling ordered:
"Take off your weapons from your mechas, now."
Following the mercenaries' response, in the vast desert, a group of steel giants dropped their equipment and smashed the compacted loess into holes one after another.
The sound seemed to alarm the town. Many curious heads popped out from the small windows of the yellow walls and white paint, from the entrance of the alley, and from under the thatched-roof tavern.
No one noticed that a low-key black car drove up and stopped in front of the tavern.
The pub owner used to be in the business of reselling old cars. He could tell at a glance that the exterior of this car was filled with Kevlar material, which had first-rate bulletproof performance, and the person sitting in it must be either rich or noble.
As he was wiping the glass, he saw the door open out of the corner of his eye.
The first person to come down was a man with a handsome face and wearing an invisible headset. He was wearing a branded suit and was incredibly tall and strong, almost two meters tall. The man first turned his inorganic black eyes, scanned the surroundings, then put on a respectful expression, turned sideways, and opened the car door.
When the tavern owner saw him turn around, he realized that the headset wire was directly connected to the data port behind his neck.
It turned out to be a bionic man. It is a model that costs 8 million per unit and has sky-high annual maintenance costs.
These days, human resources are in excess.
Buying a high-end robot bodyguard is much more expensive than hiring a human one.
Moreover, the bionic man only obeys the orders of his master, keeps his mouth shut, and has a high degree of privacy. Generally, only upper-class people who attach great importance to privacy will buy two or three of them...
The tavern owner's eyes suddenly widened because he found an armored vehicle behind him with a group of bodyguards getting off.
Do you have to be so extravagant? These are all walking interstellar coins.
The leader came over first and said to him, "Our host wants to know how much the tavern's daily turnover is. He wants to book the place three times as much. Where can I pay the card?"
"Here..." The boss handed over the QR code.
When the money arrived, the bionic people with serious expressions immediately took action.
They divided the work among themselves. One team used infrared to scan the place and closely check for eavesdropping devices. Another team wiped down the bar stools and laid out cooling mats. Some people even brought humidifiers and air coolers, and knelt on the ground to meticulously adjust the angle and gear of the air blowing, fearing that a 1% error in the angle would make the owner uncomfortable.
Finally, the mobile optical computer is installed to make it convenient for the owner to monitor the mechanical bird while working.
The tavern owner was shocked and asked, "Do you usually go out in such a big way?"
The AI answered seriously: "Oh, because the master is in a bad mood today, so he will be more low-key."
boss:"……"
Low-key, where is the low-key?
The AI quickly opened a black umbrella and bent down in front of the car door: "Master, I have chosen the most suitable angle for you to watch. Can you please see if there is anything that needs to be adjusted?"
"Turn off the speaker." A lazy voice.
"yes……"
The boss watched someone get off the car and his tall figure disappeared under the umbrella. The sun was already extremely hot, but that touch of golden hair was more dazzling than the sun.
The man sat down at the bar. The boss only took a close look at him and instantly forgot his first name and last name. That man was so noble that just a glance at him was so powerful that it made people's eyes numb. The boss immediately lowered his head in panic, as if looking at him any longer would be an offense.
The bionic man said that his master was in a bad mood, but he didn't know why.
The boss whispered, "Do you need anything to drink?"
Yu Chen looked at the mecha group not far away, "What's the special drink?"
“Lemon cactus wine.”
Soon, light green fruit wine was placed on the bar, with a slice of fresh lemon embedded in it and a small decorative paper umbrella typical of tropical regions.
Yu Chen picked it up and took a sip, raising his eyebrows slightly. What kind of fruit wine is this? It's clearly strong liquor.
"They're starting!" the boss shouted excitedly.
At the same time, the mayor released a miniature camera to film the entire process from high altitude.
Looking down, the yellow desert is in sight, with a long, winding dirt road running through it on both sides. A small piece of sand rose from the end of the road, and then huge blocks of steel jumped into view. They were the soldiers under Commander Bai, the closest thing to a regular army on this land.
This scene is synchronously transmitted to the portable electronic screens of every resident in the town.
Some were excited, others were skeptical:
"I think this Commander Bai is just a show-off. He is an official from the capital planet and he has come to our place to put on a show."
"That's right, what about digging a canal for free? I don't believe in pie falling from the sky."
"The free ones are the most expensive. He must have bad intentions."
The contemptuous voice spread to the tavern, and the AI frowned:
"Master, should we..."
Yu Chen naturally heard the gossip, but he simply raised his hand and gestured, "It's okay."
"Let them laugh and joke," Yu Chen stood up and walked slowly to the front of the observation deck, with a decisive look in his eyes. "The fact that they can stand outside and comment on things with great interest shows that Bai Ling's goal has been achieved."
The "gimmick" of digging a canal in 3 hours attracted everyone's attention.
Whether it's watching Bai Ling create miracles or seeing him make a fool of himself, as long as there is exposure, it can enhance his reputation. This will bring more benefits than disadvantages to leaders of any country or system.
As his thoughts changed, Yu Chen quickly made a judgment:
"Let our publicity platform forward their live broadcast."
The AI was shocked: "What? You want 'Ordinary Voice' to broadcast a crude follow-up video?"
Yu Chen corrected it: "It's not 'crude', it's 'real'."
The more the footage is shot by amateurs, the more real and credible it feels; this is the effect of “eyewitness media.” In this era when the imperial official media has lost its credibility, what the Star Network masses want to see is definitely not beautifully packaged, recorded scripts comparable to variety shows, but something wild, free, full of uncertainty and authenticity.
Just as he had originally intended when he established [Voice of Ordinary People]——
He wanted to hear the voices from the bottom.
AI thought for a moment: "So, you're going to..."
Yu Chen looked down, his golden hair fluttering in the south wind, revealing an elegant look: "Be his behind-the-scenes promoter."
AI:! Be the man behind him!
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Commander Bai has been working hard in Yexing for many years. It can be said that every piece of land here records the history of his rise to wealth. He was familiar with the soil, its texture, and the stubborn gravel that could not be blown away by the wind. He also knew how to fight against the hard ones and dig a path in the sparsely populated desert.
Bai Ling: "We need to find a boulder that is big enough to serve as a tunnel boring machine."
At the entrance of the town, there is a huge roadblock. It looks gray and drab, but it is actually a collective safe thrown out by a bank. It is as big as a room.
"This is it." Bai Ling decided with satisfaction.
It used to be a headache-inducing piece of junk.
But today, it will become the stepping stone for Bai Ling.
What on earth is he going to do? The onlookers stared at the screen in confusion.
Rattlesnake took out a steel cable and tied himself to the steel safe. The super horsepower of 2539 starts instantly and accelerates to 348KM/h in 0.2 seconds.
The pilot was so crazy that he didn't even close the door of the mecha. The strong wind blew up a strand of white hair. Bai Ling held the communicator and shouted calmly to the back:
"Team A, follow the plan, follow me and pile up dirt on both sides!"
The next second, the rattlesnake went into full throttle, spraying out an ice-blue tail. As the roar of the engine continued to rise, the safe weighing 15 tons and 10 meters long and wide moved slightly. In the blink of an eye, it somersaulted and began to rush forward due to inertia.
With the rattlesnake pulling ahead, the safe moved forward like a dustpan, pushing soil to both sides.
Wherever it passed, it left a neat and deep trench, and on both sides of the trench, two rows of mechas jumped down. They put down the bucket that came with the mecha when it left the factory, and the tracks turned, quickly piling up sand and soil like an excavator.
It was as if a sandstorm had blown up across the plains, raising sand and clouds that drifted for miles, high enough to touch the clouds. From a distance, the desert looks like a three-story high sand wall, which is truly spectacular.
Sava stood on top of the mecha and shouted into the big red speaker:
"Team B, get ready! Remember the mantra, lay down the plastic sheet first, then put up the pipes."
The second-hand plastic sheet provided by the mayor unfolded with a "rustle". On the roadside, children watching the fun ran barefoot and excitedly followed.
Huo Yuan glanced at the surveillance footage and figured out where Bai Ling's habit of not liking to wear combat uniforms came from.
On a 32-degree day, Bai Ling would rather not turn on the air conditioner himself to save water and cool the mecha. He opened the hatch wide to allow ventilation, causing the control panel to repeatedly report safety errors, but he was used to it and ignored it. He just stroked the control panel and calmed the mecha's emotions:
"My poor little girl, you have to do dirty work in such a hot day. I'll treat you to ice cream when you get back."
Rattlesnake: "O v O Ice Cream! Yay!"
Bai Ling adapted well, but the other alpha mercenaries suffered.
They finally understood what it meant to be so hot that they could neither live nor die. With the horrific power consumption of mechas, is there any difference between not turning on the air conditioning in the cabin and using a steamer?
Isn't this pure torture!
They were fed up and wailed in the channel: "Commander Bai, I was wrong, please forgive me. My black leather chair is scorching hot under the sun, and it's almost burned my butt skin off. I really can't live without air conditioning."
Bai Ling picked up the channel and replied with a sneer, "Why not perm it off? It will satisfy your fantasy of not wanting to get out of bed."
Alphas: “…”
It turns out he really does get angry.
"Also, do you think not turning on the air conditioner is an extreme driving condition? When you really face the enemy in the future, you will know what it means to be helpless. There will be things like cracked air doors, damaged wings, and one side of the engine exploding... You will have to endure it."
Bai Ling paused and raised his voice to a serious tone:
"I hope you figure out why you are here, is it to take a nap or to do something?"
Everyone wanted to refute, but they opened their mouths and couldn't say anything. Because when they stretched their heads to look, they saw Commander Bai also standing in the cabin, sweating profusely, training with them.
Commander Bai didn't complain. They are alphas, so why should they complain or feel tired?
"Do business!" "We will follow you!"
No matter how lazy the alphas are, they still have courage in their hearts. Even if it is just to avoid being looked down upon, they have to grit their teeth and persevere.
Bai Ling nodded slightly, his expression slightly relaxed.
He actually always wanted to emphasize the issue of air conditioning.
In the past decade, mechas and their supporting equipment have been developing in the direction of high quality, precision and cutting-edge. Little do people know that the more subtle and advanced something is, the weaker its ability to adapt to the environment.
Among the group of mercenaries brought by the captain, a small number are wild star people, but the rest grew up on the capital star and its affiliated stars.
They were used to the water- and oxygen-rich environment of the capital planet, so when they came to the dry desert, they suffered from various problems with the climate. As soon as he heard that he had to drive a mecha as an excavator, he hurriedly turned the air conditioner to the lowest level and put on his best heat-dissipating combat suit before going out.
As an ordinary mercenary, of course I can put comfort first.
But if you want to train a durable regular army, you can't be so "squeamish"!
Bai Ling ordered: "To continue working under high temperature conditions, we need to keep the air circulating in the cockpit. Adjust your mecha parameters to prioritize engine cooling, open the hatch, and let the air flow in."
As soon as he finished speaking, someone in the team wailed, "Ah? Why don't you turn on the air conditioner? I'm an aquarium fish, and if the temperature is too high, my fish will become dry and burnt."
Bai Ling: "You can turn on the humidifier."
The other party said cleverly: "It will become steamed fish."
Seeing Commander Bai's expression subtly change, the other companions pulled the A and lowered their voices: "Don't talk back, just listen to what the commander says, I can't hurt you."
The A still refused to accept the decision: "My cousin is serving in the regular army of the Empire, and I have never heard of him not being allowed to turn on the air conditioner during a mission."
Bai Ling: "That's why each class is worse than the last."
The team leader coughed lightly and said, "It's not that bad. There are some good ones."
Bai Ling looked at him meaningfully, and the captain immediately pretended to look up at the sky and walked away.
Seeing that time was approaching, Bai Ling didn't waste any more words and said directly: "Okay, Steamed Fish, I allow you to get on the plane according to your own habits. Everyone else, follow me."
"Steamed Fish" breathed a sigh of relief and grinned triumphantly, as if he had won.
He knew that mentioning the Empire's regular army would be useful, and sure enough, Commander Bai gave up his request to him. That's right. The Imperial Military is the ceiling of interstellar military literacy, and the instructors' methods of training soldiers are the most scientific. Unlike their small team, they do whatever they want and use unheard-of methods to "torture" them.
If his flying skills were not so mediocre that he could not pass the military examination, he would not have thought of finding another way and hoped to make a name for himself here.
Thinking of this, Steamed Fish became restless again, and on the way he persuaded five of his aquatic companions to join him in resisting the order.
Bai Ling saw it, but didn't care and just let them do whatever they wanted.
An expression that could almost be described as arrogant flashed across Steamed Fish's face. This expression was captured by the micro camera and honestly fed back to the terminal.
The onlookers stared at the screen and shook their heads: "It seems that Commander Bai is still too young to control these young and energetic alphas."
"That can't be said. At least the remaining 45 alphas are obedient."
The obedient alphas all changed into the distributed white short-sleeved shirts and camouflage shorts. When they first put them on, they felt uncomfortable, but after moving around for a while, they felt that this kind of attire was the most comfortable in the desert.
Especially after the mecha starts moving, when the windows on both sides are opened, air convection is allowed, and you can enjoy a constant supply of natural wind while sitting in the middle of the driver's seat, which is much more comfortable than using air conditioning.
Commander Bai didn’t lie to them!
The rebellious five on the other side were not so lucky.
Qingzhengyu turned the air conditioner and humidifier to the highest power, only caring about his own enjoyment, but ignoring the feelings of the mecha. In everyone's sight, his mecha was originally running in front of the team, and then gradually slowed down and fell behind the team.
Finally, there was a "puff" sound, a puff of black smoke came out of the mecha's engine, and it stopped working on the spot.
In the cabin, the screen was reflected in Qingzhengyu's panicked eyes, and countless pop-up windows popped up on it:
【warn! warn! Danger, engine overheated and stopped running! 】
Holy shit, is this broken mecha so fragile? Qingzhengyu cursed while jumping out of the driver's seat and trying to open the door to escape.
But I don’t know if it’s due to over-cooling, but the air pressure valve also has problems. No matter how hard the steamed fish tried, the hatch wouldn't budge.
【warn! Danger! Please leave the cabin immediately.]
Cold sweat dripped from Steamed Fish's forehead and his eyes moved around in fear. It’s over, the mecha might overheat and explode, and he’s going to die here!
At this moment, he no longer cared about his reputation. He rushed to the operating table and shouted to his superior:
"Help! Commander Bai, Commander Sava, help!"
He was originally in the marching team, so when something happened, the people around him reacted quickly. Three minutes later, a cold voice appeared from behind the hatch:
"Get out of the way, don't stand by the door, I'm going to break it down violently."
At this time, Qingzhengyu understood the rules better than anyone else. He did not dare to waste even a second and ran directly to the back of the cabin to hide.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
There was a series of loud noises, and the door creaked and groaned, then slowly fell into the cabin.
Bai Ling jumped in holding the door frame, followed by Sava. As soon as they entered the room, they saw the steamed fish, which was still in shock and with red eyes. The smug look on his face was no longer there.
When Qing Zhengyu saw him, he felt like he had seen a savior. He rubbed his nose and rushed over to hug him: "Wow - Commander Bai, I was wrong."
Bai Ling took a step to the right in time and dodged quickly.
Steamed Fish felt like he had embraced her whole body, and rubbed it secretly with satisfaction, Oh, Commander Bai is not only beautiful, but also has huge pectoral muscles - huh? etc!
The steamed fish raised its head tremblingly, and met a pair of orange-red eyes full of hostility. The ear feathers, symbolizing death, were slowly standing up.
"Did you enjoy the hug?" Sava bared his teeth.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh——" Following a desperate cry, everyone turned around and saw a figure being thrown out from the hatch with two swings. The speed was so fast that it turned into a meteor and disappeared in the sea of sand.
Savoy dusted off his hands and asked casually, "What kind of fish is this?"
Bai Ling checked the interface information, "Sunfish."
"Sunfish? The kind of fish that has thick skin and is very timid, and can be scared to death by sea bubbles?" Sava snorted coldly, "That's fine. Sunfish are tropical fish. Let them bask in the desert. They won't die."
"You're really timid." Bai Ling glanced at the operating table.
It was just a common danger error, but he was so scared. Bai Ling really wanted to say, "You are the worst class I have ever taught."
Afterwards, Sunfish crawled back to the team. His companions patted him on the shoulder and said earnestly:
"It's a car overturn. To be a fish, you have to listen to advice."
Sunfish wiped his face and held his head high: "Please call me 'Qingzheng' from now on. Commander Bai sacrificed himself to save me. He is my god."
In order to comfort the steamed fish, the companions enthusiastically introduced Leaky A. The reason why Leaky is called Leaky is because he accidentally knocked out a tooth when he was fantasizing about Commander Bai in the dormitory last time.
Steamed Fish and Leaky A held hands, which seemed to show that they were both wanderers in the world.
Leaky A said enthusiastically: "Brother, what's your ID in the group? I'll add you."
Steamed fish: "[Steamed fish is Commander Bai's dog]."
Leak: “???”
Loufeng was angry: "No, why do you call me that?"
Obviously he was the first one to act like a dog in the group. What a shrewd person!
Qing Zheng Yu laughed and explained to him: "Look, 'Qing Zheng Yu', this is the title Commander Bai gave me in front of the whole army. It's the title he bestowed on me. Do you have it?"
Instead of being ashamed, I feel proud of it.
Leaky A: "...You are such a slut."
Two alphas were fighting each other. At the front of the team, Bai Ling was standing on a mecha, holding up a telescope to observe, and asked the people below in confusion:
"What are they fighting about?"
The Alphas laughed: "Oh, they are fighting over an ID. They all want to be Commander Bai's dog."
Bai Ling clapped his hands expressionlessly: "Good job tearing it. Tear it louder."
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After this little episode, the discipline in the team became much stricter. Only when you suffer personally will you realize that the person in the entire army who least wants you to get into trouble is actually your superior.
In front of the screen, the residents were stunned for a moment, and then a knowing smile appeared on the corners of their mouths. They nodded one after another and reluctantly admitted:
"This young officer is really capable."
When encountering provocations from soldiers, he did not punish them indiscriminately, but taught them a lesson calmly. They can also respond immediately after an incident and clean up the mess beautifully.
This kind of calmness and decisiveness is difficult for many veteran soldiers who have served in the army for many years to achieve.
At this time, Bai Ling glanced at the parameters on the operating console. The Sidewinder's engine was running too hard and was already showing signs of overheating.
The Sidewinder is a light aircraft, and its skill points are in agility, not in carrying capacity. Bai Ling felt sorry for his precious mecha, so he took the lead and drove it for a while before preparing to let it rest.
He asked in the channel: "Who of you can lend me your mecha to replace mine?"
"Me, me, me!" Leaky Alpha reacted the fastest and immediately sent his mecha over.
Bai Ling boarded the cabin and was greeted by a strong scent of musky pheromones. He fanned himself with his hands to hide the discomfort he felt all over, and walked to the machine to debug the data.
It would have been fine if I hadn't looked at it. After I looked at it, I realized that the data was a mess. No wonder my legs and feet were trembling when this machine came over.
"I'll help you readjust the data." Bai Ling said as he started to operate.
Leaky A was standing behind him and accidentally glanced at the glandular patch on the back of his neck. His heart skipped a beat and his face immediately became hot, and he even stuttered when he spoke.
"Bai, Commander Bai, you've been marked."
"uh-huh."
"Did you find someone to mark you because you wanted your estrus to be more stable? When I was in high school, there was an omega in my class who did this, but my brothers said that this kind of omega was too casual. An omega can only be marked once in his life. How can you give such an important first time to someone else casually?"
Loufeng A spoke unconsciously, and when he raised his eyes, his voice suddenly stopped.
Bai Ling narrowed his grey eyes, which were filled with a chilling coldness.
Leaky A immediately scratched his head and embarrassedly said, "Haha, I'm just stating my brother's opinion. It doesn't represent my own opinion. I'm different from them. I support omegas coming out to work."
"Are you done? Go away." There was no fluctuation in Bai Ling's eyes.
Leaky A walked away reluctantly, and before climbing down the rope ladder, he struggled to defend himself:
"I really don't mean to offend you, I'm just giving you a friendly reminder. Us alphas are naturally protective of omegas, really!"
Bai Ling did not answer. After the other person left, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
Before going out, Yu Chen had reminded him, but he didn't understand why at the time. Now, he seemed to know the reason.
It turned out that after the separation, this group of alphas actually regarded him as a weak person and an object of protection. Sometimes, they even subconsciously regarded him as an object of fantasy.
It's really...unbearable.
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——There is a half-hour break.
Heat is invisible, but in the desert it appears as graceful waves.
The sun splashed on his face as Sava chewed a cinnamon roll that had been offered by someone unknown. This thing is a calorie bomb and may cause people to gain weight, but it doesn't matter, because with intense physical labor, all the carbohydrates eaten into the stomach will eventually be consumed.
A group of young and strong alphas collapsed on the ground exhausted, their clothes soaked, even more so than if they had been washed.
Compared to them, the mechas were much happier.
Interstellar mechas were originally designed for construction and transportation. Now that they have to remove all their weapons and concentrate on bulldozing, they can recall the simple joy of factory debugging.
It feels a lot like taking a working dog to the sand and letting it run wild.
At this time, someone carrying a toolbox walked past the crowd.
The Alphas opened their swollen eyes wide and tried hard to see... Awesome, Commander Bai is still working.
Normally, after each use of the mecha, a routine inspection is required to clean up the dust and adjust the data.
These tasks are usually done by the society’s experienced maintenance masters.
But there was no maintenance technician in their team, so Bai Ling took the initiative to take responsibility and inspect all the mechas.
This is responsible for the safety of the soldiers and also for his own leadership work.
Sava snorted, "I used to find a maintenance technician to adjust the parameters, and it cost tens of thousands of star coins each time. You actually adjusted it for free for these guys, huh, they got a bargain."
Bai Ling twisted the rag, lowered his eyes and said calmly: "It's not all for them."
Sava was puzzled: "Who is that for?"
As he was speaking, Rattlesnake came running back with Ptolemy, followed by a group of mechas.
Rattlesnake: "Master Master, I've made a lot of friends!"
Bai Ling smiled lightly and reached out to touch it. The rattlesnake had such a proud and arrogant nature, but when faced with his hand that had just twisted the rag, it actually lowered its head and was willing to be touched.
"Just make some friends. Otherwise I'd be worried if you were alone and had no one to talk to."
Rattlesnake: "? No, there's an AI that loves roasted marshmallows and often comes to play cards with us. It recently brought another AI with it."
Rattlesnake spoke in a cold voice, gesturing with his mechanical hands: "That AI has a personality. He said he was an admiral of the Empire. But he played his cards very badly and his computing power is very poor."
Bai Ling: "...Admiral Shi Luolan, right?"
"Yes."
Bai Ling held his forehead with his hand, wanting to laugh but feeling helpless. The admiral is so lonely that he has to resort to playing cards with the mecha girl... He should pay more attention to the old man in the future.
"He is indeed... an AI with not that strong computing power. You should give him some leeway when you play cards next time."
Rattler saluted: "Yes, sir."
Bai Ling remembered something, took out his card and handed it to Rattlesnake, pursing his lips: "My baby, you have worked hard today, go buy some ice cream, and buy one for each of your friends."
Rattlesnake asked seriously, "Master, can I buy a single ball or a double ball?"
"Buy a bucket." Bai Ling touched its outer armor that was hot from the sun and instructed carefully, "Make sure to buy sugar-free ones. You know, the ones with sugar will burn out the circuits if placed in the condensation box."
After Rattlesnake left, Sava looked at Bai Ling with a strange expression.
"Stinky bird, how come you are so skilled at calling 'baby' and then taking money out of your pocket?"
Bai Ling: “…”
He answered dryly: "Maybe, I learned it after watching it many times."
·
In the cold drink shop, the Rattler girl ate a bucket of matcha ice cream on her own, making the other girls so envious that condensation dripped from their noses.
Thanks to the rattlesnakes, they were soon given double scoops of ice cream and happily sent them into the pipeline.
But when I remembered that this was invited by someone else's Master, I felt sad again.
——How many good things did the rattlesnake do in his previous life to deserve such a good master. He waxed it every few days, came to the hangar to talk to it every now and then, and often gave it flowers, dressing up the rattlesnake to make it look beautiful and fragrant.
Who are you envious of?
They also want this kind of Master!
A mech slid up to Rattlesnake and asked cautiously, "Rattlesnake, the ice cream is delicious. Can I go and thank your Master?"
Simple Rattlesnake: "Okay?"
As soon as it finished speaking, a group of mechas around it ran away, leaving Rattler alone holding the ice cream bucket.
Ptolemy came over and patted its wings, saying earnestly:
"Xiaowei, you are too young. How can you hand over your master to those little bitches?"
On the other side, people standing on the roadside looked in shock as a group of mechas rushed over and stopped just in front of Commander Bai, and then -
Queue up to be touched.
"Touch me, touch me! I have the smoothest head."
"My head is frosted and feels the best!"
"Get out of the way, Master. My data seems to be a little wrong. Please come up and take a look."
"Ahhh, you scheming mecha, what qualifications do you have to call him Master? I don't care, I'm going to call him that too."
At this time, the alphas, who were tired as dogs, walked back along the road. When they looked up, they found that Commander Bai was debugging the mecha data. This is nothing, but aren’t their mechas a little too aggressive?
The mechas crowded around and shouted, "Come on, come on, come on, come on!"
"Master, ride me, ride me!"
In the tavern far away, the blue vein on Yu Chen’s forehead jumped.
The mercenary alphas cried in their hearts: Thank you, little AI, for shouting out the words we dare not shout out.
Leaky A looked at his sunburned hands, then looked at the mecha to which he was diligently handing water.
...For some alphas, mechas are like wives.
Leaky A's gaze passed through the mecha and met Commander Bai's. The other party glanced at him coldly and raised his lips calmly, as if to say:
If you disrespect me, I will play with your wife.
Tears appeared in the corners of Leaky A's eyes, and his companions were scared and asked him what was wrong.
Loufeng wiped his face and asked his companion sincerely: "Do you think Commander Bai still needs a wife? I don't mind sharing a husband with my mecha."
His companion dodged in disgust: "What a perverted human-machine love, do something human-friendly."
·
Three hours and 15 minutes later, the canal had been dug all the way from the town entrance to the depths of the rainforest. With an order, the soil beside the lake was broken, and the water rushed into the laid pipes with an unstoppable torrent, flowing down the slope and straight to the dry pond at the entrance of the town.
The mayor stood in front of the gradually filling pool, the rippling water reflecting her shocked and delighted face.
It’s incredible...I actually did it!
In the live broadcast channel, residents were also frantically commenting: "What a great speed! What a brutal speed!"
"I heard that Commander Bai is of Peregrine descent, and is from the same family as Admiral Shi Luolan, the former Imperial Shield. He is equally outstanding~"
"So, we are judging others by our own standards. They really are here to do good things."
The mayor was overjoyed, and all his doubts and distrust disappeared at this moment. She strongly requested Commander Bai to preside over the opening ceremony, but the other party smiled and asked:
"I keep my promise, should the mayor also keep his promise?"
The mayor nodded hurriedly: "Of course, of course. Commander Bai, if you like any beauty in our town, just tell me and I will send her to you tonight!"
She said it straightforwardly, but Bai Ling was stunned for a moment, then realized that the other party had misunderstood.
He smiled helplessly and took the opportunity to have a frank talk with the other party.
"Establish a country? Here, on this wasteland?" The mayor's first reaction was ridiculous. "But there is no grass here, nothing at all."
Bai Ling looked at the crowded hillside in the distance and said calmly, "Just having people is enough."
The mayor stood there and thought for a while. If they established a country and had legal identities... then the people in their town would be able to legally go to other planets to work, study and visit relatives.
The first referendum failed, and they became nameless and statusless refugees, while the later colonists became the masters of the wild planet.
Now, they have a second referendum opportunity.
The mayor became more and more excited the more he thought about it. He absolutely could not miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. She convened a small meeting of the town government team and received a unanimous response. Half an hour later, she stood at the highest point of the town, suppressed the heat in her heart, and raised the communicator -
"Residents of Potato Town, I am your mayor."
Large speakers are extended from telephone poles around the town, and the sound is transmitted in all directions through rough wires.
"Residents, we now have an opportunity. Commander Bai, who helped us build the water diversion project, wants to unite with us to establish a desert country. This means that we have the opportunity to become the masters, and we can reject the garbage dumps that fall from the sky. We have water, an army, and we can grow fresh tomatoes in the future. We have the power of free trade!"
"We will no longer be low-class refugees!"
"I want to ask everyone, are you willing to hold another independence referendum?"
At this moment, Bai Ling and Sava grabbed the door valve together and pried it open with force. The water from the reservoir rushed from the town entrance to the center of the town.
At that moment, in every household's kitchen and toilet, the faucets that had been without water for a long time and had long been covered with yellow and white scale suddenly groaned, like the cry from the throat of a dying person.
After a few seconds, the water pressure built up and the empty faucet began to grunt. It's coming alive! This sentence popped into everyone's mind, and everyone rushed towards the faucet uncontrollably. Their heels cramped and their fingers trembled as they watched the orange water pouring out of the faucet and couldn't wait to catch it in their hands.
The water in the desert is dirty and muddy, but it is the hope of life.
The country that is about to be established will be poor and weak, but it will be a liberation of dignity.
Water rushed out of the taps, and people's voices rushed out of their throats. They ran into the streets and shouted to the mayor: "I agree!"
"I do, I do!"
The tracking camera flapped its little golden wings, passed through the dancing arms of the residents, and flew to the reservoir outside the town. In the camera, the white-haired young man was leaning against a graffiti-covered wall, raising his head and drinking water in big gulps.
lemonade.
He raised his wrist, his posture tired and lazy. A tornado-like vortex formed in the transparent kettle. The unripe lemon hit the glass wall, squeezing out the sour juice. Seen from the side, his entire thin body was blended in the backlight, with halos on the edges of his hair, a beauty that was transparent and ethereal.
The dry lips opened slightly to catch the water. The liquid slid across his superior and cold side jawline, fell from his lower jaw, flowed into his collarbone, and then melted into his chest, making it wet.
There is ice in the kettle, but no matter how pure the ice is, it can't quench my thirst as well as him.
All the alphas present couldn't help but move their throats and swallow.
Yu Chen retracted his gaze, tapped the bottom of his cup on the table, and told the boss indifferently:
"On the rocks."
The AI muttered in the CPU: The owner is probably going to tear the mechanical bird apart in his mind.
As the sun moves westward, the tracking camera zooms in.
The shadow under Bai Ling's feet gradually lengthened. He put down the kettle and turned his sore wrist. At his feet, the glass of the kettle refracted light and scattered it backwards, and rainbow colors fell on the shadowed wall, illuminating a corner of the graffiti on the wall.
Bai Ling turned around and looked up at the three-story-high graffiti.
There is a cross composed of one red and one blue on a white background, and on the right side of the picture is a pure black side silhouette.
That is the monarchical symbol that would appear on television during the Isoparaiso era.
In this remote and desolate town, his echo can still be heard on the peeling paint walls.
Bai Ling exhaled slowly, forcing himself to relax his shoulders, and leaned against the wall dejectedly for a while.
So tired.
No matter how good his endurance is, he is not a machine. I am busy from morning till night and sometimes I feel so tired that I feel dizzy. His head was groggy and his mouth was filled with the sour taste of lemon. He tried hard to think and then remembered that today seemed to be the second day of differentiation.
As per usual, he should be locked at home by the alpha, held in his arms, and allowed to relax all day long.
…The mechas begged to be touched, and he wanted to touch them too.
From a distance, Sava trotted over and said, "Why are you still here? Your freshman is here."
Bai Ling was stunned for a moment, and his grip loosened and the cup fell to the ground. He pursed his lips, trying to control his facial muscles, bent down to pick up the water cup, and then asked:
"Where is it?"
"The tavern—"
Before Sava could finish his words, he saw the other party running towards the direction where the sunlight was scattered.
Sava gloated and shouted to Bai Ling: "You are finished. Mark these few days are the time when alpha loyalty is the highest. You left him at home, and he came to you to ask for punishment."
Bai Ling turned his head while running and replied, "That's perfect."
"ha?"
"I. Deserve. It." he shouted proudly to his friends.
Sava was furious: "You are just bullying me because I am single!"
The flying camera didn't have time to record the sound and only recorded Bai Ling's back. The back of his neck was wet with sweat, and as he ran, a small piece of skin fell from his neck and landed on the sand.
Coincidentally, the camera also ran out of battery and fell next to the glandular sticker.
Sava walked over, picked up the camera, put it in his pocket, turned around and saw the glandular patch, and picked it up as well.
Some people in society are sensitive to glandular nerves, so it is better not to throw them away.
·
The tavern was booked out, but an unexpected guest arrived.
Bai Ling walked up the wooden steps, breathing slightly hard, holding onto the hot stair handrail. His eyes fell on the person sitting at the bar, and at one glance, his mood subconsciously jumped up.
Tavern owner: "Ah, it's Commander Bai, welcome, welcome, but another guest has reserved the whole place today, so..."
Yu Chen tapped his finger on the table and said, "Pour him a glass of water."
Bai Ling straightened his spine and said, "I drank it."
Yu Chen replied casually: "I know."
"You peeked at me!"
"I'm watching openly."
"I like you to come to me."
"Me too..." Yu Chen looked into his eyes, so straightforward and passionate.
The strong fruit wine, the scorching desert, the scorching sun, everything combined is not enough to emit one percent of the heat emitted by this bird.
Yu Chen omitted the last word and smiled frankly: "I like you, too."
"Ah..." The bird immediately ran over and bumped its sweaty body into his arms.
There was clearly an extra stool, but Bai Ling refused to sit on it and just moved his flexible and strong waist over. He sat on Yu Chen's thighs and deliberately wrinkled the old man's neat summer trousers.
Yu Chen tucked his wet hair behind his ears and casually mentioned, "I heard them shouting."
Bai Ling pretended not to know: "What are you shouting about?"
Yu Chen pinched his waist, and Bai Ling couldn't help but grin.
He wrapped his arms around the mermaid's neck, sat closer, and pressed more tightly against her. With a little more intense breathing, he could feel the ripples of the abdominal muscles under the soft shirt and the strong and sturdy structure of the male body.
"Is this what you are shouting——"
Bai Ling leaned close to his ear: "Master, ride me, ride me."
The AI retreated silently: This is too much!
In the sight of the little robot, Yu Chen's breathing became heavy, and he instantly pulled the bird into his arms. His arms clamped so tightly that he almost broke the flexible waist.
The mechanical bird, high on adrenaline, laughed and turned to the boss and said, "Excuse me, can I borrow your warehouse for a while?"
Yu Chen was more direct: "Get out."
The boss was stunned: "But I am the boss."
“I own this store.”
"Then you can't chase me away!"
"I bought it."
The final decision was made, and the store owner retired 30 years early. The bionic bodyguards surrounded the shop, and the owner was outside signing a high-priced sales contract with the AI.
Afterwards, a retainer of the old monarch who was in charge of financial management opened the document and looked at the inexplicable extra assets. An unknown tavern in a small desert town?
Does the monarch want to invest in tourism?
As a result, the circle of the Demon Pillar expressed their regret: Our monarch has finally become incompetent.
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