He Yunting did not wake up in the end, but he was not willing to disconnect the communication.
Gululu would come over at first to see what the two were doing, and later found that one was sleeping and the other was in a daze, as if such a big screen didn't exist, the two humans were very boring, and it was just an unremarkable connection. Communication genius.
After a while, it got sleepy, but thought that He Yunting didn't want it to hang up just now. Since the admiral was too soft, Gululu decided not to bother with him, and finally moved his ears and didn't come closer. Rolling to Lin Han's side, he rubbed against Lin Han's neck as usual, to get his favorite temperature, and then tamely shrink into a small black briquettes, and quickly fell asleep.
He Yunting's room returned to peace, and even the wind was no longer moving.
Because the young man did not sleep well, the quilt was not well covered, only covering his legs and showing his outline, while the remaining half of his body was exposed.
It was late at night in the empire, He Yunting didn't know why Lin Han fell asleep, he could only see the messy hair covering his forehead because he kept rolling over. His skin was originally very white, and the black hair scattered lightly on it, making his face more delicate and gentle, He Yunting could almost recall the tender and soft touch when he touched it.
He clearly had never been out of the civilian area before, but he didn't get any less than perfect atmosphere there.
As if he was born a work of art, and he was just the lucky one who happened to have his pity.
Lin Han's love and kisses are very pure, and even so, because of this, his missing has become an alluring luxury. Even if he wants to pick it up, he is worried about the mirror, and only gets a handful of disappointment.
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There are wrinkles caught by the young man on the uniform. It has been pulled for a long time. Maybe after a while, the housekeeper will frown for some unknown reason, and then iron him apologetically.
He Yunting has never been meticulous, but now he suddenly feels that it is not bad to wear it with the traces of the other party's manipulation.
Lin Han slept on his bed, clutching at his clothes, all silent movements were telling him, I miss you very much.
But Lin Han will not vexatly urge him to come back, nor will it affect his work repeatedly.
He was so good that He Yunting didn't even want to look at him now.
He has cut off Zerg and killed star thieves, but today he is so easy to use the most sophisticated weapons to target people who were once as ordinary as all the civilian areas of the empire.
How could he touch him with these hands again
He Yunting felt a little hot in his eyes, and the originally cold chest and limbs seemed to be gradually warming up.
He finally reached out to cover his face and closed his eyes tiredly.
Lin Han's biological clock is very punctual, and this is what he sees when he wakes up.
Gululu didn't wake up, he couldn't know if He Yunting was pressed by the little guy when he contacted him.
He Yunting fell asleep, holding his face with his hands, he couldn't see his expression clearly, and his breathing was steady.
Only then did Lin Han remember that he had never seen He Yunting fall asleep.
When the two of them were in the border area before, they had no nutritional supplements and were in poor health. They were always drowsy, lacking energy, and sleepy. Every time they got up, He Yunting was already awake, and he never seemed to be tired in front of him.
Now He Yunting was leaning against his cockpit, not even lowering the driver's seat. But he's too tall and his legs aren't fully straight, making this position uncomfortable, just a short break between battles.
When he fell asleep, he seemed to be very serious, his uniform was still neat, as if he could regain consciousness in the next second, continue to perform tasks, and be the unattainable general that everyone looked up to.
Lin Han thought, if he made a little noise at this time, the other party would definitely open his cold and sharp eyes immediately, and he would not be shaken for a moment.
He slowly sat up from the bed and looked down subconsciously - his face suddenly burned.
He Yunting's uniform was tightly grasped by himself, and it was full of wrinkles. Lin Han didn't know how long he had slept with his clothes in his arms at night, whether He Yunting had seen it, and how he would feel if he saw it.
However, he soon became too lazy to make such guesses. Anyway, he had done that kind of thing during the vulnerable period of the other party through the video, just grabbing the clothes, He Yunting would definitely not mind.
Just see it.
Lin Han gently put He Yunting's military uniform back on the bed, and stared at his face in the video for a while, until the time he agreed with Qi Jiamu to pick him up for work was coming, and he sighed inwardly. With a breath, I leaned in and closed it.
I want to talk to him, I want to hear his voice.
But I want him to have a good night's sleep amid the killing and self-struggle.
The "sweep" of the proton star continues.
After a brief repair, the formation continued, this time to Port Chris, where they first landed.
Although it is not the original birthplace of aliens, this is the most serious area of the entire proton star, it has fallen the fastest, and there is no trace of vitality to turn around.
The aliens here are basically all mature "Zerg". Chris Harbour is near the sea, and the altitude is relatively low. When the formation arrived, there was no human-related habits in them.
With the experience of the previous day, and the fact that Chris Harbor is relatively easier to clean up than Desert City, they use the same method, cruelly and indifferently turn on the interference sound waves, gather the aliens together, and use all possible weapons to deal with these Humans of the past were beaten.
Because it is easier to deal with corpses near the sea, the mecha formation simply led most of the aliens to the seaside. They stepped on the heavy dust and came to the traps that humans had already prepared. Because the number was too large, the heavy mechas headed by 2742 began to accumulate. Yes, the power of the railgun when it is fully charged should not be underestimated. In a single command, the bang resounding through the sky was like a thunderous explosion, enveloped in gunpowder smoke and firelight, rushing towards the terrifying group of screaming aliens at an unprecedented speed. , shattered their chests, blew up their limbs, and pushed them into the sea with absolute inertia.
The originally blue sea water was dyed light red in the loud crash after another, and every undulating ripple was bloody, giving off an unpleasant smell.
The cleanup of Port Chris went very fast, so they didn't stop to rest this time, and headed straight to the last city, Licoro, where this gene started to spread.
Originally, they thought that the first city must be the most serious. In order to ensure that there was no accident, the formation also re-checked the armament.
But the scene upon arrival doesn't seem to be that way.
Unlike Chris Harbor, there is no human breath. Although, like Desert City, there are people in the middle of the road, and some people eat the roots of plants at an incredible speed, but there are still subtle differences in comparison.
All the supermarkets were basically evacuated, and some shops even turned on the lights. Although the situation inside could not be seen clearly, the sergeants had some other associations.
"Could it be..." someone reported on the communicator, "there are still people alive?"
Lu Anhe reminded: "But this is the city where aliens first happened."
They parked the mech near Liccolo University,
He Yunting opened the map and assigned tasks and areas as usual.
Just as he was about to end the arrangement, a certain sergeant finally couldn't help but speak out—it was about the association just now.
This association was confirmed when they saw a cake shop.
There are no aliens found on the bright side for the time being, and the store is lit with warm yellow lights. There are scattered cakes of various colors in the glass cabinet. A slender young man is standing in front of the cabinet. It seems like I'm trying to figure out which one is better.
He doesn't seem to know that the city has been abandoned now, and the communication can't get out. He just wants to pick a cake that he likes.
Aliens do not eat human food.
There was no expression on the boy's face, he walked slowly to the side, his steps a little stiff. He picked up a tray with greased paper and reached out to open one of the glass cabinets.
The formation has not yet spread out, and everyone can see the current picture.
The public channel was silent for a short period of time.
The boy finally chose a cake dipped in thick chocolate sauce. He walked silently to the counter to find a transparent square box, and slowly put the cake into it, holding the bottom.
"The plan remains the same." He Yunting's voice finally rang again, as indifferent as the ice and snow that never melts in the extremely cold region, "Repeat, the plan remains the same."
He didn't seem to hear those breathing sounds, and still gave his orders.
The boy finally wrapped the cake, walked to the door step by step, and was about to push the door out—
"Report!" a pilot said in a hurry, "I'm sorry, Admiral, because of my negligence, Professor Xu, Professor Xu took off the safety lock by himself and forcibly got off the mecha..."
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone saw the well-known professor with half-white hair running towards the cake shop and towards the frail boy.
Xu Zhiheng even carried the bag he was carrying, and rushed forward to grab the boy's hand as if he was dying. chocolate cake.
He knew that his actions would disrupt the plan at the moment, but he didn't seem to be afraid, and he was ready, pulling the boy to stop in front of 2742.
Running too fast, Xu Zhiheng was an oga after all, he couldn't help but gasped, and then he raised his head and shouted at the mecha: "Admiral!"
The public channel didn't dare to show the atmosphere, and everyone didn't know what would happen to Xu Zhiheng, who forcibly ran out without obeying the order.
A minute later, 2742 finally made a move.
There is a pop-up closed capsule in the advanced mecha. He Yunting did not come out, but just walked into the cabin and lowered the capsule to a position close to the ground. Looking at Xu Zhiheng at this time.
"Professor Xu." His voice was cold.
Xu Zhiheng got closer, dragged the boy who said nothing, and knocked on He Yunting's cabin door.
"He's a human, he's a human..." Xu Zhiheng said anxiously, "There are still humans in this city, can't you see!"
He Yunting turned his face, raised the brim of his military cap with his hand, and frowned at him.
In the eyes without any emotion, the meaning is obvious, that is, I hope Xu Zhiheng will not get in the way.
"Human?" He Yunting's voice was not loud, but every word seemed to contain ice slag, "This human doesn't seem to know how to speak."
Xu Zhiheng had no plans to back down. Seeing that He Yunting was about to raise his hand, he immediately opened his mouth.
"His symptoms are similar to those of A Ze!" Because Qi Jiaze was taken over by He Yunting in secret, Xu Zhiheng could only replace Qi Jiaze's name with words that Qi Jiamu often shouted, and hurriedly explained, for fear that the life in front of him would be lost just a minute later. He wanted to disappear again in his own hands and under He Yunting's orders. He protected the young man in front of him, from the back of his neck to his back. He stretched out his hand to comfort him gently. Xu Zhiheng moves.
It seems to be similar to Qi Jiaze's symptoms, walking with a slightly stiff posture and looking a little sluggish, but still retains the characteristics of human consciousness.
"Aze has gotten better, Admiral, you know it!" Xu Zhiheng argued hard to make He Yunting hear his words, "I don't care where the gene came from this time or who did the experiment, but this I won't admit it wrong."
"He's oga." He Yunting turned sideways lightly, interrupting him coldly.
It was Xu Zhiheng who discovered it himself, an oga with a blood-burning physique.
He Yunting didn't say this.
But the implication is that it is not known whether these betas without glands can be treated according to Qi Jiaze's method.
In front of He Yunting, unknown things are uncertain factors that should be eliminated.
In the same way, they have completely cleared two rainforest cities, not too small.
"They... they used to have family too." Xu Zhiheng said, "Maybe their family is still waiting for him. This city is different from the previous two, Admiral, you can't see it."
"But their parents may have also mutated, they can't recognize their child at all, and they even want to tear him apart and eat him like crazy." He Yunting was unmoved, and he didn't even give a lot of eyes, and stated plainly. Another fact.
"But, but the child in front of you doesn't have vertical pupils," Xu Zhiheng begged bitterly, "I have brought some results of Aze's treatment, please, let me give it a try, this is a university, there must be more A working laboratory…”
"I only need two days, no, one day, as soon as I can try to solve this problem."
"As long as he is similar to A Ze, as long as he is similar..." Xu Zhiheng repeated it twice before continuing, "It won't be difficult."
"Professor Xu, you may not be clear about the current problem."
"You left the team without authorization and came into contact with this potentially infected object," He Yunting said noncommittally, "I'm sorry, even if it is my responsibility to ensure your safety, I also need to be responsible to my sergeant."
"After the settlement in Liccoro City, I even considered whether to bring you back to Central City."
Xu Zhiheng was silent, but he still didn't let go of the boy's hand.
He was so excited just now that the boy's chocolate cake fell to the ground. He didn't seem to have packaged it yet. The cake fell out of the square box and rolled halfway on the ground, its shape still intact.
"The moment I saw him, I just thought... He is very similar to Xiaomeng." He said this slowly and his eyes darkened, "But I didn't even see him for the last time."
"I don't want to go through it again, obviously he looks... He's also a very good kid."
He Yunting didn't seem to be touched by Xu Zhiheng's words, as if Ji Meng's death was a thing of the past for him.
However, Xu Zhiheng finally made a decision, raised his face again, not as hysterical as two days ago, but more determined; "If the task in Liccolo City is completed, I have not made any progress."
"…You can leave without me."
He Yunting was condescending and looked at Xu Zhiheng indifferently.
"Check if there are any aliens near Liccolo University." He ordered in a deep voice, and only turned his head to look at Xu Zhiheng after obtaining the exact information that there were no aliens within two kilometers.
"I won't delay the mission for you."
"Likewise, please remember your own words."
The settlement task was carried out smoothly.
This city is indeed very strange, but except for the boy, everyone can't find the breath of other human beings all of a sudden.
Liccoro is larger than the first two and not as easy to clean as Port Chris, so it took a little longer.
Each mecha performs its own duties, shuttles in the cannon fire and screams, blasting open the brains and hearts of aliens again and again, and then put them in flames, burning and melting.
a whole day.
The dusk here is still bloody, with a strong fishy smell, and all the roars of aliens.
Finally, they returned to the University of Liccolo, where they had arrived.
Xu Zhiheng walked out after hearing the roar of the mecha.
A teenager stood beside him, this time without a cake in his hand.
The thin young man's eyes were clear, without a trace of vertical pupils.
Compared with the day before, Xu Zhiheng's expression changed significantly. Even now, He Yunting still did not step out of the mecha, but only spoke to him through the hatch.
Xu Zhiheng was so excited that his voice trembled: "Look, I succeeded, I can do it..."
Although the young man's pace is still slow, he is indeed much better than before.
He walked in front of 2742 step by step, and finally stopped at a distance of one meter, bent his eyes, and smiled stiffly, word by word—
"Hello."
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