Chapter 57 Chapter 57 "As long as there is one person left in the team...
Angus does not agree to seek help from the higher insects. He knows the true soul under the body of this male insect. When Gal is awake, he absolutely does not want to have any contact with the higher insects.
At the same time, he was worried that his insistence was wrong. What if his decision caused the male insects to miss the best time for treatment?
Angus hardly slept during the few days he stayed with Gal.
He leaned against the head of the bed, holding in his hand the purple clay teapot that the little male insect had given him as a gift last week, and slowly drank the tea that the male insect had also given him.
The small teacup made by humans holds very little water, so Angus could only sip it a little bit at a time, but soon the small teacup was empty.
Angus turned around, bent down and picked up the purple clay teapot on the bedside table. His arms were a little twisted when pouring the tea, and some tea splashed out of the cup.
In fact, if you just move your hips and legs slightly, it won’t be so awkward.
Angus didn't move at all, even though his legs were numb and felt like they had been tortured.
"Ugh..." A male groan came from the gap in the quilt.
Angus stopped pouring water, turned around slowly, picked up the quilt with two fingers, and gently lifted the quilt covering his legs.
The silver-haired male insect was still sleeping soundly on his thighs. The quilt was thick enough and the male insect was only wearing a pair of shorts. His exposed skin was covered with thumb-sized red spots.
Maybe he was a little tired from maintaining the same posture for too long, and he let out an unknown groan and his head gradually sank.
This time he chose to rest his head against Angus's thigh, rubbed his cheeks up and down the muscles on the side of his leg a few times, and fell asleep again.
"My dear, when will you wake up?" Angus placed his hand on the male insect's head, his eyes full of sighs and a little grievance. "Tell me, is my decision correct?"
The male worm was like a hibernating snake, waking up less and less, ten minutes, five minutes, one minute, and until today, the male worm had not woken up once in twenty-four hours.
If Gal never wakes up again... he will always be by his lover's side.
"Beep, beep, beep." The communicator thrown on the other side of the bed rang.
Angus had already switched his communicator to do not disturb mode. Unless something extremely serious happened, such as the male insect's planet being attacked, no one could get through to him.
The communicator, which should have remained silent, started to ring, indicating that...
Angus grabbed the beeping communicator and said succinctly, "Go ahead."
"General, the guards have sent a message that a fleet from the edge of the galaxy is heading towards our planet."
Fleet? Is it a caravan that accidentally strayed into this galaxy, or is their target the Earth?
Angus glanced at the male insect leaning against him. The head under his palm moved rhythmically with steady breathing, but this little movement did not wake the little male insect.
"Can you tell the emblem of that fleet?" Fleets sailing in space will have their emblems engraved around the leading ship.
The powerful races would use symbols to scare the pirates. Most of the time, these symbols were also used to distinguish between legitimate ships and pirates who made a living by plundering resources.
Except for the pirate ships that need to hide their tracks, there are no markings on the other fleets, which have markings representing their species and purpose.
"The leading ship is engraved with spread-out mechanical wings." This is the exclusive symbol of the higher-level Zerg.
The leading ship of each fleet will have the symbol of the corresponding race on its top, and these symbols are spread throughout the universe. If a weak race happens to see the symbol of a higher civilization on the same route, they will generally take a detour.
"On the side are roses wrapped around swords. This fleet is a military fleet, but which specific fleet is coming..."
Angus added, "The rose wrapped around the sword is the symbol of the First Legion of the Zerg Clan."
The First Legion is directly under the Insect Emperor and is composed of female soldiers selected from the descendants of various noble families. They only carry out tasks for the Insect Royal Family.
It is the same for all races and countries. How can the status of the nobles, who control the political, economic and other lifelines, be the same as that of the common people?
These military ladies who were born into noble families usually do not appear on the front battlefield, and the planets in the universe are not very familiar with the symbols of this mysterious force.
"Continue to monitor those warships. Contact me directly if there are any changes. Also, notify the warriors to gather in front of the guard tower."
"Yes, General Angus."
The beastman's premonition ability told him that these higher-level insects were coming for the little male insects. It was not yet known whether they would bring good or bad to the earth.
Angus took a pillow and stuffed it into the male insect's arms, separating his thighs from the male insect by a distance of the pillow, and then slowly moved his lower body out of the male insect's arms.
With the male insects' day and night concentration, the number of weapons and ammunition in Gaia's arsenal is enough to capture the surrounding planets.
It sounds impressive, but in reality their fighting power is far inferior to that of any cosmic overlord.
Gaia was built just one year ago, and most of their warriors are humans from Earth and space wanderers whose homes were destroyed and invaded.
He also often spent time at the training ground, personally training new troops. All the new soldiers tried their best, and Angus saw it all.
The limitations imposed by the laws of the universe could not be broken through with a short-term effort. The warriors he trained were definitely the strongest of their species, but facing the female combat machines that gave the Orcs a headache to deal with, his team had no chance of winning.
Angus had to leave his lover.
"Amo, take good care of your master." Angus called Amo out.
The silver-haired male insect seemed to sense that Angus was about to leave in his sleep. He rubbed his palms on the pillow nervously and rubbed his tall nose against the pillow and sniffed it repeatedly.
Dissatisfaction disturbed his originally calm state. The silver-haired male insect frowned, squinted his lips, and struggled to pry open his heavy eyelids.
"Well, honey, where are you going?" He raised his head, fighting against sleepiness like a sleepy kitten.
Angus was trying to button his collar to the top to cover the dense red marks on his neck. The still sticky sound of the male insect made the cold-faced beastman general look surprised.
With a leap, she jumped next to the male insect.
"Are you awake? Are you hungry? You haven't eaten anything for almost two days." Angus held the male insect's thin face with pity in his eyes.
He used to say that the male insects were too thin and needed to eat more, and he even learned from humans how to cook Earth delicacies for the little male insects.
After raising it for almost a year, the male insect's jawline is finally not so prominent anymore. After this ordeal, the little bit of meat that was raised with great difficulty has been consumed.
The male insect is even thinner than before, and his chest muscles are smaller.
"I can't stay awake for long." Gal yawned and his eyelids showed signs of closing again.
There was no answer to the question he wanted to ask. Angus looked very serious. He guessed that something bad had happened on this planet and he had to stay awake.
He smiled and reached his hand into the quilt. Under Angus' worried gaze, he pinched a little flesh on the side of his thigh with the tips of his thumb and index finger.
Pinch it hard.
"Hmm, ha..."
Severe pain can keep him clear-headed. When he was a student, he often used this trick when he was too sleepy to concentrate in class.
Gal was never soft-hearted when it came to doing so, and that included himself.
His fingertips pinched the thin skin with great force, and the pain made him hunch over in the quilt like a boiled shrimp.
Angus pulled back the blanket, revealing a deep purple pinch mark on the male insect's long white legs. "What are you doing?"
The male insect's skin was too tender, so Angus always used his strength carefully while he circled the male insect. When he got emotional, he would clench his fists and hold his little male insect.
He was already very careful, but every time he finished, there were still a lot of marks on the male insect's body, which made Angus feel distressed.
The baby he protected like a treasure actually pinched his thigh until it was almost bleeding. The one who hurt the male insect was the male insect itself. Angus had no way to vent his anger.
He could only hold the male insect's cold hands in his own palms to prevent the little male insect from continuing to hurt him.
"Amo, go get me some nutritional supplements." Send away the robot with the kind eyes.
Angus was so nervous that his lips trembled, which made Cal feel cute. He kissed the big cat on the lips and said, "I'm trying to stop myself from falling asleep. It's okay. I used to do that."
"Do this often?" Forcing an ordinary person to abuse himself frequently, Angus now seriously suspected that human beings were exterminated by themselves.
Amo took the male worm-specific nutrients and walked into the room with a plate. However, Angus was unwilling to let go of his hand, so Gal had to open his mouth and let Amo use his mechanical arm to pour the nutrients into his mouth.
The robot didn't know whether it was comfortable or uncomfortable, and poured the nutrient solution all at once. Gal swallowed the liquid in his mouth as fast as he could.
Fortunately, he only needed to drink three bottles of nutritional supplements.
He licked the liquid leaking from the corner of his mouth with the tip of his tongue. "Let's not talk about this for now. My time of wakefulness is limited. Tell me, what happened?" A large amount of energy entered his body, and his mind became much clearer.
"Our people have discovered that a private army of the royal family of the advanced insect race is heading towards Earth. At their speed, they will be able to reach Earth by noon tomorrow at the latest."
"They came to see me."
A legion, or a royal private legion. Gal is not a male insect in a greenhouse. He knows the purpose of those higher insects.
He is a precious double S-rank male insect, and will sooner or later attract insect tribes from far away. For this reason, he prepared a lot of weapons and ammunition in advance.
He thought that the higher Zerg would discover that the Earth had a certain influence in the universe, but he didn't expect that day to come so soon.
"Our military is too weak. If we fight the Zerg, our soldiers will suffer heavy casualties." Gal expressed Angus's concerns.
"Warriors must defend their homeland. Even if the enemy is ten thousand times stronger than them, as long as there is one warrior left in the team, we will fight to the end."
"This is the fate and duty of a warrior."
Will you advance under fire that is several times more intense than theirs and fight against a stronger enemy until the very last moment?
This point coincides with the human thinking in China.