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The smell of throwing a pot.
Looking at the cocoa-flavored insect eggs in his hand, Su Shi took a few deep breaths, and finally resisted the idea of finding a cup of boiling water and throwing the chrysalis into it.
Everyone knows Craig's combat strength. If he resists hard, he may not even be able to beat ordinary mutant beetles. The only advantage is that he was born as a general, and his secrecy level is naturally higher than other players.
Since the lieutenant colonel would deliberately hand over this pupa to himself, it meant that it was not only important, but its existence must be kept absolutely secret.
In this mission, it seems that there is only one thing that can be given to those who meet this condition.
Without the warmth of the palm, the chrysalis seemed to gradually feel discomfort, and there was less and less movement. Su Shi quickly put it into his arms and warmed it up. He felt the chrysalis come alive again, and finally sighed with a headache.
It was a rare time that the other party didn't come to him in time, and he became the target of the recapture mission.
It's still too careless when watching the plot.
The task must be completed, he must protect this chocolate chrysalis that even people can't live without, but once his lover hatches from it, he probably won't be able to keep his pot.
It's really a dead end.
It wasn't the first time Su Shi was trapped in this kind of deadlock, but it was the first time he was able to take the opportunity to cook his lover. Holding the simple and round chocolate eggs in the palm of his hand for a while, remembering the instructions given to him by the lieutenant colonel, he still reluctantly dismissed the idea, lay down on the bed with his clothes on, and slowly relaxed his body with his arms on his pillow.
After traveling through so many worlds, his mental power has at least reached the SSS level. Just by spreading it randomly, he can clearly sense the activities of everyone in the room, and he can also detect the Zerg that is still moving around.
It was late at night, and the Zerg, who were accustomed to activities during the day, gradually hibernated, and the outside finally returned to calm.
The scale of the insect swarm this time is not small, and I don't know what kind of mysterious identity the insect pupa in my hand is, which will cause the endless riots of the Zerg.
Although the breath is no longer so strong, it is still faintly lingering in the nose. The familiar aroma of cocoa always seduced his tiredness. Guessing that nothing would happen for the time being, Su Shi couldn't help but yawned, put the chocolate egg into his inner pocket, and patted it comfortingly. Twice, pillow your arms and close your eyes.
When he was drowsy and about to fall asleep, the door was finally slightly pushed open.
The subtle creaking sound became particularly noticeable in the quiet night. Su Shi turned over and sat up before going to check the situation, but he had already heard the footsteps stopping for a while and walking straight towards his room.
With a thought, Su Shi turned on the night light by the bed, put on his clothes and sat back on the bed.
The lieutenant colonel pushed the door open, looking particularly pale and tired. He entered the room with heavy steps, and then fell down on the sofa exhausted.
Su Shi was about to go over, but the lieutenant colonel had already said in a low voice: "Don't move, I'm fine."
He seemed to want to continue, but he didn't make a sound, he just gestured to Su Shi and looked at him questioningly.
Su Shi nodded, and wanted to take out the chrysalis for him, but the lieutenant colonel just waved his hand and said in a low voice, "Take it, anyway, I'm going to take you out together alive, it's all the same—our You are being watched closely, but you are safer here."
This time Su Shi didn't ask any more questions, just lowered his head in silence, poured a glass of water and placed it beside the lieutenant colonel.
The special effect of being 100% listened to in the corner has not yet passed, and while my lover has not yet hatched, now every inch of pot is precious, and on the premise of not violating the character design, it needs to be used well.
The lieutenant colonel raised his eyebrows slightly, picked up the water and took a few sips, his eyes fell on the young man in front of him appreciatively.
He was a member of General Vincent, had seen the other two sons of Vincent's family, and had little affection for this gutless young master. But this time when I went out, I found something extra.
His eyes fell on the young man's slightly pale cheeks, the lieutenant colonel was still sitting on the sofa calmly, but his mental strength had already probed him.
Su Shi's heart moved slightly, he restrained his mental strength, and was concentrating on simulating Craig's state. The chrysalis he put in his inner pocket broke through the pocket at some point, and walked back and forth in the darkness and warmth. He bumped against each other, and then bit a bulge on his left chest.
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After the sudden pain, there was an indescribable tactile sensation, and a tiny electric current surged up, which suddenly dissipated Su Shi's mental strength.
The two were fighting with each other, but when Su Shi's mental power collapsed, he was caught off guard by the huge torrent of mental power and was dizzy. His face suddenly turned pale, and he bent over with a muffled grunt.
As soon as he was about to fall to the ground, his body was suddenly grabbed by the lieutenant colonel, and he said in a deep voice, "Is your injury still not healed?"
"No, I—"
Feeling vaguely that something was wrong, Su Shi stood firm with his support, and was about to explain when he opened his mouth but suddenly got stuck.
... It's really a hard reason to say.
The lieutenant colonel's eyes fell on him, and he looked at him with a slight frown. He didn't try to detect the young man rashly, maybe he didn't have a healed body at all.
On the way back, he checked Craig's resume, only to realize that he had been injured two months ago. The injuries caused by the Zerg race can take a long time to recover, and it is difficult to heal for several months if it is severe, and it may even turn into an old injury dormant in the body, and it will recur from time to time.
If the injury hadn't healed, Craig could have applied to evade the mission, and only asked the warrant officer to lead the team.
He was so timid that he didn't even dare to touch high-level mechas, and he was injured again. Even if he behaved badly, he could grit his teeth and join the team members in such a dangerous mission. The youngest son of the general still had some redeeming qualities. .
The lieutenant colonel helped him to sit down, the coldness in his eyes eased a little, and he said slowly after a moment of silence: "The next breakout is scheduled at 23:00 tomorrow, you tell them to get ready, I will come to pick you up then. "
Seeing that he didn't ask any more questions, but instead went back to the original plot, Su Shi finally breathed a sigh of relief, nodded and was about to respond, but the lieutenant colonel's tone suddenly became severe: "I saw that the big man's reaction was wrong. , did you say anything to them?"
The mental strength was disturbed by the chocolate eggs poking around in his chest. Su Shi clenched his fists, and a little cold sweat leaked from his forehead. He took a deep breath to calm down, and looked up at him: "No, what are they doing?" Do not know at all."
"That's good. You have to know that your kindness alone may lead to the failure of the entire mission—you have also seen the bug swarm today. If the bug swarm hadn't been attracted by the explosion in the center, you would never would have come here so easily."
The young man in front of him doesn't seem to be in good condition. After all, he only has a B-level physical fitness and has unhealed injuries. It seems that such a difficult task is a bit too much for him.
The lieutenant colonel nodded slightly, hesitated for a moment, then raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, his tone was rarely relaxed: "Rest, I will pick you up tomorrow."
After speaking, he got up and rearranged his military uniform, and left Craig's bedroom.
Hearing his footsteps had disappeared outside the door, Su Shi breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to take out the lost chocolate chrysalis from his bosom, when he suddenly raised his head consciously.
There was no knock on the door, and the bedroom door was gently pushed open. Paul was standing outside the door, looking at him with a complicated expression.
The mental power hadn't had time to re-disperse, and he didn't notice the movement of the other party in time. Su Shi's heart skipped a beat, he calmly withdrew his hands, and covered the skirt of his clothes again.
"Is it hurt there?"
Paul asked casually, and walked into his bedroom slowly: "The injury from last time hasn't healed yet, why didn't you tell us?"
No wonder the face of the young man in front of him was always pale. He originally thought that the other party was scared out of his wits or didn't adapt to the harsh environment of the Zerg, but he didn't expect that the injury might not heal in time.
"Nothing."
This matter cannot be admitted no matter what, Su Shi replied in a low voice, buttoning the buttons one by one: "I'm fine, the doctor also said that I've recovered, that's why I was sent to perform a new mission."
It is rare to see a young man who has always been shy and awkward being so tough, but it seems that someone has revealed some secret, and it is rare to become angry from embarrassment.
Paul raised his eyebrows slightly, and said unhurriedly: "Forget it. You take off your shirt. You fell when you came back. I'll help you see if you're hurt—"
Before he finished speaking, the young man's body tensed up suddenly, he pursed his lips and raised his head, moved his body back, and his eyes fell on him vigilantly: "No need, I'm fine."
Not to mention that the existence of the chocolate egg cannot be discovered by others, Su Shi is still not sure how he has been bitten, let alone take off his clothes rashly to ask him to check.
Meeting Paul's thoughtful scrutiny, Su Shi's stomach started to hurt again, and he really wanted to throw his lover into boiling water to boil.
"Okay, since you're not injured, forget it, it's your own business anyway."
After looking at him for a while, Paul shook his head and didn't ask any more questions. He just spoke softly and sat down on the sofa: "We are not afraid of death, but we don't want to be treated as cannon fodder and sacrificed in a muddle-headed way. Do you understand?"
The authority of the intellectual brain is open, and they can all hear the conversation between two people. Knowing that Craig actually came to perform the mission with them with injuries, the team members felt somewhat uncomfortable.
The mission of infiltrating the Zerg was originally a narrow escape, and many people would use injuries as an excuse to escape, but Craig not only failed to do so, but chose to hide his injuries and act together with everyone.
There are still many ways to obtain the Silver Eagle Medal, and there is no need to take such a risk. Although they still couldn't let go of Craig's betrayal, anyway, from the very beginning, Craig still wanted to carry out the mission with them.
Even at the last moment, the opponent still chose to give up their subordinates to protect themselves. For a naturally timid personality like Craig, being able to choose to carry out missions with them with injuries is not a bad commander. .
They're just unlucky.
The young man nodded silently, the dim light of the night lamp fell on his eyes, flickered for a moment, and then returned to silence in an instant.
"We have heard about the mission, and thank you for not betraying us."
He vaguely guessed that if he continued to sit like this, the other party might never untie his clothes to deal with the injury. Paul didn't say anything more, stood up and walked out the door.
"Captain, if we still fail to survive in the end, we will forgive you."
The sound of breathing behind him suddenly stagnated slightly. Paul didn't look at the look on the young man's face anymore, but raised his hand to support the door, heaved a sigh of relief, and his tone calmed down instead.
"Probably—it's just our bad luck."
"Paul!"
He didn't stay any longer, and walked out after speaking. But Craig suddenly called to him, and quickly followed his footsteps: "Can you tell me, what are you planning to do?"
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