"Nie Chuan, didn't you always like Lin Shuyan?"
"Why did you change your taste?"
Why is Shang Xingxuan so upset now
Nie Chuan openly pursued Lin Shuyan from the omega academy next door. Half of the school knew about this. Lin Shuyan was also one of the male gods of the omega academy, but the alpha academy and omega academy of the First Military Academy were separate, so they had only heard of his name but had never seen him in person.
"How is that possible? I'm very loyal."
Nie Chuan was confused.
He was obviously thinking about the general's pheromones. How could they think so far ahead
Before the car arrived at the gate of the military district, Nie Chuan was explaining that he had no feelings towards Shang Xingxuan, but in fact these seniors were just making trouble in order to get closer to him.
He Qixing saw through their intentions at a glance, so when Nie Chuan asked him to help explain, he did not help.
The moment the car officially entered the military compound.
Nie Chuan's mouth was dry from talking, so he stopped and found that the students around him suddenly became mute and stopped talking.
All around them were soldiers wearing all-black T-shirts and military pants, doing group exercises. Even though they were still students, it felt a bit disrespectful for them to continue joking around.
Nie Chuan sat in his seat, looking like he had ADHD.
After waiting for a long time for the teacher outside to tell them that they could get off the bus, he finally jumped up.
As soon as he got off the car, four generals stood in front of them. Looking at the female general who was staring at him, he felt a little scared.
Because the last time he went to the hospital to visit the general, it was this female general who scolded him.
He always felt that he might have offended her in some way.
I just hope that he doesn't have to work under her during this internship.
"Student No. 11234, you have been assigned to General Mo Xiao's legion."
Student number 11234. This student number sounds familiar.
Nie Chuan frowned, resisting from the bottom of his heart to admit that this student number was his. It was not until he was pushed out by He Qixing that he saluted and shouted. "Here."
“… …” He Qixing frowned.
No matter where you are, just go there. His shout attracted everyone's attention.
"Classmate Nie Chuan, right?"
"yes!"
Mo Xiao walked up to Nie Chuan wearing military boots with a little heel. Both of them were alphas and were of almost the same height. The thick-heeled boots just happened to allow her to look the boy at eye level.
"You seem to have strong energy. After you get the military uniform, why don't you run around the military district a few times?"
He Qixing pushed up his glasses.
Seeing Nie Chuan's expression fall, he responded weakly.
"Yes, sir."
Before Nie Chuan turned around completely, he heard the teacher calling out the next student number.
"Student No. 11235, you have been assigned to work under Captain Keppel."
He Qixing took a step forward, saluted, and when he passed by Nie Chuan, he gave him a look that carried a sense of pity, then trotted to his own queue.
Keppel patted He Qixing's shoulder gently.
"I've heard of you. You have a bright future ahead of you, young man."
"You're too kind, Captain." He Qixing nodded slightly.
Keppel thought about it.
"You have the highest military rank among these students... but you are the youngest among them." Keppel was a little undecided. "Are you interested in being the monitor of the temporary class of interns in our regiment? If you are not sure, I will consider others."
"If I have this opportunity, I will definitely not miss it."
There was a glimmer in He Qixing's calm eyes.
Who would refuse a resume
“… … ” Nie Chuan watched from afar and couldn’t help but feel jealous.
He Qixing's luck was too good. He became a squad leader right after he joined the regiment. At first, he was jealous, and then Nie Chuan was a little disappointed. If He Qixing could be in the same regiment as himself, wouldn't he have someone to protect him
Waited and waited.
Wait until everyone has received their military uniforms.
Nie Chuan put down the things in his hand dejectedly, and turned around and ran under the sympathetic or gloating expressions of his companions. Because Mo Xiao did not specify how many laps he should run, he had to run round and round until Mo Xiao was willing to let him stop.
Keppel had just come out of the restaurant. Looking at Nie Chuan running in the sunset, he felt some subtle sympathy and tried to dissuade him.
"Mo Xiao. He's still a child."
"The information shows that she is already twenty years old." Mo Xiao said coldly.
"Why do I feel that... you are treating him like this because you have a private relationship with him." Keppel joked. "Because you are also a fan, are you dissatisfied that he has attracted the attention of General Gu Huan?"
Mo Xiao frowned.
"No."
"I just want him to be worthy of the General's attention."
"It's only a few laps, it's not enough."
Keppel spread his hands.
Nie Chuan really has to rely on himself, as he has fallen into Mo Xiao's hands.
"Then I'll go down and rest first."
"You should eat something too, Mo Xiao."
Keppel handed Mo Xiao two bags of nutrient solution, one for Mo Xiao and the other for the new recruit who had just entered the barracks.
Mo Xiao took the two bags of nutrient solution and curled her lips slightly, "Thank you."
Keppel waved.
He left the gate with a few of his men.
Mo Xiao looked at the nutrient solution in her hand and waited for a while, then called out to the young man who had made a circle and appeared in front of her again.
"stop."
Nie Chuan was already sweating profusely from running. He panted for a while and spoke weakly.
"Sir, have I run enough?"
Mo Xiao's eyes flickered slightly. "Not enough."
Nie Chuan: “… .”
He felt that the amount of laps he ran was even more intense than during the military training in the military academy, so how could it not be enough
How could this General Mo Xiao be so devilish? But he didn't dare to say it directly. He just pursed his lips and lowered his head.
"Thirty-four laps, so-so."
She looked at the information and found that Nie Chuan's physical fitness seemed to have reached S level, but his mental strength was only B level.
Her legion is composed entirely of mecha soldiers, who focus more on mental quality than physical quality. Not to mention their S-level physical quality, their B-level mental quality cannot be considered outstanding, but they can indeed control mechas.
It is very difficult to improve mental strength, but training the spirit and breaking through one's own limits is the simplest and most brutal method.
If this hadn't just begun, she might not have stopped.
"Do you want to be a mech soldier?"
"Yes, of course!" Nie Chuan raised his head suddenly.
He came to Jialin just to be a mecha soldier and fight the Zerg!
"If you want to, let me see if you have the perseverance."
Mo Xiao gave both bags of nutrient solution to Nie Chuan.
When he was about to leave, he said something lightly beside Nie Chuan.
"This is what the general likes to drink."
After hearing Mo Xiao's words, Nie Chuan, who was originally exhausted, immediately regained his spirits. Looking at Mo Xiao's back, his eyes were full of emotion.
"So this is what a fan leader should look like."
... ... ... ..
Gu Huan sat in the office. He quickly drank the nutrient solution in his hand, pinched his fingers, and threw the garbage to the small robot beside him.
He passed through the information shared to him by Chu Xinglin's intelligence team.
"The research subjects of the laboratory funded by Chu Fengyuan once had numbers tattooed on their bodies..."
Gu Huan frowned slightly.
Did he guess wrong
He has no tattoos.
With his fingers on his forehead, Gu Huan pondered for a while. When he looked up again, the surrounding lights in the office were all on, so it should be dark outside.
She took out some medicine from the dimensional ring and swallowed it with water. Her lips, soaked by the water, turned a light pink.
These medicines were prescribed to him by Huo Dejiu.
Ever since he was completely marked by Chu Xinglin, the real pheromones in his glands would gradually leak out. In order to slow down this trend and keep the pheromone smell similar to the original, he had to take some special medicine to maintain it.
He picked up his coat and put it on.
Gu Huan took the elevator from the military building and went down little by little. Before reaching the ground, he saw the soldiers at the door looking at something through the glass door.
He followed suit.
"General..."
"General..."
Seeing Gu Huan appear, the surrounding soldiers made way for him one by one.
Gu Huan walked through it and saw the same scenery they saw.
Under the moonlight, two alphas, a man and a woman, poured mineral water on their heads, shouted slogans, and ran in sweat.
In this technologically advanced universe, very few people use such primitive methods to train, because various virtual training rooms are prevalent. People like Mo Xiao and Nie Chuan who simply run outdoors have become performance art.
“How many laps did they run?”
"Hundreds of laps."
“… … .”
When he heard the answer, Gu Huan even thought he had accidentally entered some shounen hot-blooded comic book.
But when he listened carefully to their reply-style slogans, the corners of Gu Huan's mouth twitched again.
It was hard to tell who led whom astray.
“What are we going to be?”
"The best mech soldier!"
"for what?"
"To drive out the Zerg!
“Who’s watching us?”
"General Gu Huan!!!"