, they all like to fly, from low-level soldiers to commanders, from errand runners to soldiers, who can't fly a plane
That's because people who don't know how to fly aircraft can't escape from the siege, 329 thought in his heart. He felt the familiar helplessness again, as if the rich thought digging through trash was a hobby of the poor.
"Actually, they don't even let me try the uncut flight simulation." Yasha snorted, "Obviously the injuries in the virtual environment don't exist at all."
"But it still hurts." 329 said.
"It's just a pain, and it's gone after you come out. Just like games, you can gain experience without death penalty. Isn't that great? If you really can't bear it, just delete this memory." Yasha said , "The body is restored to its original state, but the memory is not remembered, and the simulation record is deleted, and no one else knows. What is the difference between this and nothing happened?"
329 subconsciously felt something was wrong, but he didn't know how to refute it.
He felt a little uneasy, and Asha often made him hairy, even frightened him. There is a huge gap in their concepts, and what they see seems to be two worlds. This alpha is not evil, he can even be called gentle and considerate, sweet and lovely, and personable. But she always showed some unusual places from time to time, like scales and half claws exposed under the human skin.
She may be a perfect good person, that "good" is according to her standard, and 329 can't guess where her standard is at all. She would amputate a person's legs to give back 329's shoes with a little greeting card with a pink love heart stuck in the laces.
Maybe he is just afraid of her power, maybe he is just afraid of technology and power that can easily manipulate people.
The sky was slightly whitish, and the night sky gradually became brighter. The surrounding area became clearer, and man-made clouds and patrol planes could be seen. The sky above the main city is a no-fly zone, and patrol planes and surveillance satellites will shoot down all unofficial flying objects, including birds or balloons. And they are still flying now, and the patrol plane flies by far, turning a blind eye to them.
The locomotive rose slowly and finally reached the top of the shelter. Further up is the protective shield, and outside the protective shield is the real sky full of radiation dust. Surveillance satellites are hung above the artificial sky dome, and the one-eyed monster that can spew laser light remains silent now, with its one eye closed tightly, like a disused piece of sky trash. When flying by, Yasha reached out and knocked on its steel shell. 329 wanted to kick it hard, but he held back.
"This is the best location." Yasha said, "You can see the sunrise later."
"The weather forecast seems to say it will rain?" 329 said.
The weather in the shelter is under control, the weather forecast is a real forecast, and the weather will be what it says it will be, with at most one or two misadjustments in a year.
"No, today is sunny." Yasha replied lightly. Then she said enthusiastically: "The sunrise is the most spectacular in the sky, especially when the clouds are wide. The sun will burn all the clouds red, with clear layers and rolling colors, just like a sea of magma, which is extremely beautiful."
Some fragmentary pictures flashed in 329's mind, and he realized that he had seen the sunrise in the sky. The sky below was as clear as a lake, and the scale-like clouds were coated with red, spreading like wildfire in the sky. The sun is shining brightly, and even though the real sun has been hidden for hundreds of years behind a thick layer of dust, this artificial fake is still fascinating.
He vaguely remembered the roar of the aircraft and the gray dust around him, yes, he was not inside the protective cover at that time, he was outside the protective cover. At that time, was there no ban on the sky outside the shield? Or was he just guilty of looking directly at the sun? He doesn't remember. However, if he was really convicted because of this, 329 does not feel particularly regretful, this forbidden sky is so charming.
The artificial sun rose.
"It's so beautiful." 329 whispered.
"Yeah." Yasha said proudly, "I hacked those steel idiots so they wouldn't be annoying, but it's a pity they're a disappointment standing here. The identical standard models are so boring, and civilian machines are more interesting. The appearance of flying in the sky is more beautiful."
"Since the No. 3 sky ban, civilian aircraft have not been allowed to fly in the shelter." 329 said, "The ban has been implemented more than half a century ago."
"But there is never a shortage of people who break the rules." Asha laughed. "The rebels occasionally fly. On the day of the Easter incident, half of the sky was filled with their planes, and they flew very well. The aircraft shuttled between lasers and bullets." ,'Eagle 27' broke through the three-layer encirclement, shot down 19 aircraft in World War I, and smashed the statue of the Archon after being shot six times, the pilot successfully changed planes and escaped, so handsome!"
When she talked about the ace pilots of the Revolutionary Army, and the establishment and training of the Revolutionary Army Air Force, she spoke with joy and admiration in her tone. When she stopped, 329 didn't know how to respond, so he asked, "So you want the sky to be open?"
"Do you want to ask me what I think of the rebels?" Yasha said sharply, "Because I praised them and called them 'rebels' instead of the revolutionary army."
After being told by her, 329 realized that he meant something like this. But what's the point of asking these. He didn't speak, but Yasha turned around and continued speaking.
"Let's not talk about this, it's so boring." Asha said, "But those flying skills are beautiful, the pilots are beautiful, the way they rush towards the steel army like a mayfly shaking a tree, the way they hover in the brilliant laser clusters until they fall Isn’t the appearance beautiful? Aesthetics can be communicated without convincing each other, but politics is not.”
The motorcycle was suspended in the air, Yasha changed her position and sat sideways so that she could hold 329's arm. The cute and scary girl found a comfortable position in his arms, ignored his silence, and sighed contentedly.
"That's wonderful," she said. "It's like a dream."
what do you want from me 329 thought, he couldn't figure it out, and he didn't dare to ask.
For him, it was indeed like a dream. Not a nightmare or a sweet dream, just a strange dream.
9. "Dating"
Asha visits from time to time.
Most of the time she appears in the evening, occasionally at noon, occasionally early morning, and occasionally late at night. Sometimes she stepped on a pair of exquisite leather shoes, sometimes she rode a motorcycle, took 329 for a walk, invited him to dinner, and made love to him.
It almost sounds like a date when you leave out a lot, a lot of detail.
They often go wild on the streets, and Yasha even asks 329 to drive, even though 329 does not have a driver's license. "I can teach you!" said Asha, "you'll learn it in no time!"—and it was true, he learned quickly, although he didn't drive too fast to drive around the block.
Yasha always urged him to drive faster, saying, "This car has the best protection, and it will be safe to hit the municipal building." 329 said he was worried about hitting someone, but Yasha told him it was okay, she would take care of all the dead bodies. With her words in mind, the 329 drove more carefully, not even hitting a stray cat or dog once.
They only go to one restaurant, the one with good crab meat. However, the dishes will be different every time I go, and each time I am more appetizing, it is amazingly perfect. It's all kind of scary, to be honest. In the beginning, there were new dishes that tasted mediocre—just mediocre, not annoying—these dishes would never appear a second time, not even similar. 329 thinks that he always has a poker face when eating, and doesn't show any likes or dislikes at all, but the food is getting more and more perfect, and there is nothing he doesn't like about it. Not only food, but also the order and timing of serving dishes, the location of condiments, the temperature of food and drinks, and even the texture and material of napkins are becoming more and more comfortable, or let him be comfortable.
If the current cutting-edge technology has not yet developed to the level of mind reading, 329 will definitely fall into various delusions of persecution.
"Don't you like it?" Yasha keenly noticed his hesitation.
"No, I like it very much..." 329 can only answer.
"It's great that you like it!" Asha smiled brightly.
She is a very considerate lover, or 329 is her favorite lover, at least one of the favorite lovers. 329 doesn’t think she’s unique. Yasha always comes and goes in a hurry, as if she has to catch up on many shows, and every time she meets, her sexual skills and tricks improve by leaps and bounds. You can’t tell that this child has only passed the first time. Less than a year.
They occasionally make love on that motorcycle, the steel mount rumbling and shaking, and it can also be bumped like a fierce horse. But at noon this day, Yasha suddenly stopped on the way to the restaurant, and there were crowds of people below, and cars came and went. Here she pulled down 329's pants, smiled and unzipped his coat, and rolled up his underwear.
It would look pretty badass, with the omega in an open coat, T-shirt rolled up to her chest, her legs spread out over a busy street. Asha sucked him and licked until his calves shook. 329 bit the hem of the T-shirt, on the one hand to prevent the clothes from falling and get some liquid, on the other hand to prevent himself from making any noise. Noisy traffic was heard, and the surveillance camera was shining not far away. He was holding on to the motorcycle tightly, and he almost fell over when he ejaculated.
"You won't fall, I promise." Asha smiled.
Of course, her car has excellent fall protection devices, and excellent optics can completely hide the locomotive in mid-air. This blowjob seems to be in full view, but in fact no one will see it. but it doesn't feel like once