The boy opened his eyes in a terrible shock.
The sound of rolling thunder approached from far away, the blood-red cannon light illuminated the night sky, the earth shook slightly in the huge shadow of the landing of the warship, and there were explosions one after another in the distance.
The boy struggled to sit up from the petri dish filled with liquid, and found that he was naked from top to bottom, surrounded by an empty wasteland, many fragmented parts of instruments and broken wires protruding from the ground, flashing blue sizzle. color electric flower.
It was a deserted cemetery.
The boy stared at his hands tremblingly, his mind went blank, and countless questions rushed to his head.
-who I am? What is this place
—Why am I here
"The No. 2 test site has been cleaned up, and we are heading towards the east zone, we are heading towards the east zone..." A voice suddenly sounded not far away, and the boy turned his head sharply, and sure enough, several soldiers in black protective clothing were walking towards this side with their dogs .
At that moment, he had no time to think, the young man staggered over and climbed out of the petri dish. He saw an old white coat that was left behind at some time beside the container, and immediately grabbed it and wrapped it around his body in a hurry.
"What is that... someone! Don't run!"
The giant dog barked wildly, and those people immediately noticed the movement here, and ran after them. The young man looked around in a panic, turned around and ran subconsciously, but before he had run two steps, he heard a "bang!" behind him, and the bullet flew out close to his heels!
"Don't run! Or you'll shoot!"
The young man didn't know why he was running. Crazy fear occupied all his consciousness. He could feel the giant dog chasing after him like an arrow, and the sharp teeth were only a step away from the back of his neck—
boom!
Thanks to the countless huge discarded instruments on the ground, the boy dodged in an emergency, and the giant dog slammed into the half-broken metal screen.
Several soldiers roared, "Stop!" "There is a missed target here!" "Notify the cleaning team of Group B, hurry up!"
The boy panted nervously, and saw a few sharp metal fragments on the ground, and immediately rushed to grab them in his hands.
The moment he got up, two other giant dogs roared towards him!
In an instant, the time seemed to elongate infinitely, and all movements were extremely slow—the young man swung his arms back, and the sharp metal dagger slashed obliquely, piercing through the ferocious mouth of the giant dog!
-puff!
The blood sprang up suddenly, and the giant dog screamed and fell to the ground!
It was too late for the boy to stand still, when the last terrifying black giant dog suddenly charged, its huge body over three meters fell from the sky, and its teeth were precisely aimed at the boy's throat.
It was too late and then too soon, the boy didn't have time to turn around to avoid it, he knelt down and looked up at the very moment, his whole body and the ground formed a ninety-degree U-shape, and he held the dagger in both hands and stabbed fiercely!
With a puff, the blade pierced into the flesh, and the giant dog was too powerful to land in time, and even followed the blade across the air!
With the roar of the sky, the heavy body of the giant beast was disembowelled in mid-air, the hard muscles and bones exerted strong resistance to the blade, and the boy's palm was instantly cut deep to the bone—followed by a splash of beast blood , poured the boy's head and face all over!
"This... this..." Several soldiers were so shocked by the bloody scene that they couldn't speak, and then quickly ran after him, shouting: "Don't move! Otherwise, you will really shoot!"
The young man shook off the giant dog's corpse, and staggered into the distance. The bullets fell on the ground almost close to his footsteps. He was terrified and desperately searched for cover in the open space. Several discarded metal instruments that fell to the ground were immediately smashed into honeycombs by a string of bullets.
"You can't run! Stop! Surrender!"
The young man panted desperately, caught a glimpse of a deep moat across the ground at the end of the open space, and jumped without thinking.
But then he regretted it.
There was nothing at the bottom of the trench, not even anything that could cover it, and it was unobstructed from top to bottom.
The boy hurriedly wrapped his white coat tightly, gritted his teeth, and climbed over the gravel to the opposite bank.
His palm was dripping with blood, but the severe pain did not affect his speed. Panting violently, he grabbed the stone and jumped. Seeing that he was about to climb to the ground, a hand suddenly stretched out from above to grab his arm.
"Do not… "
That hand was so strong and powerful that it pulled him out of the deep trench abruptly and threw him on the ground with a bang.
Immediately afterwards, countless hands held him down at the same time, and the cold muzzle of the gun pressed tightly against his temple.
"No... let go! Let go of me!"
Because he hadn't spoken for many years, the boy's voice was so hoarse that it almost changed its tone, and it sounded broken and shrill. However, his struggle was insignificant in front of a group of well-trained soldiers, and soon someone roughly handcuffed his hands behind his back and pressed him hard to the ground.
"Let me go... please! Let me go!"
The colonel who was handcuffing him stood up, motioned his left and right men not to let go of their guns, then turned around and called respectfully: "General Aaron."
The man who had dragged the boy out of the deep ditch earlier stood by the ditch, frowning.
"Group A found him in an abandoned petri dish at the Eastern Test Site. I don't know what relationship he has with the fugitive army, but he looks like... a test subject."
As the colonel said, he turned his head and winked, and his subordinates immediately turned the boy over by force, revealing his pale and embarrassed face.
"May I have your name?"
The boy turned his face away from the strong light of the flashlight, his whole body trembling slightly from fear and embarrassment, and the white coat barely covered his curled up body while struggling.
The colonel was about to ask again, but was suddenly stopped by General Aaron raising his hand, "General...?"
Aaron took the flashlight, and the beam fell on a shiny nameplate on the chest of the white coat, with a few letters engraved on it—Gavin.
"Gavin," the general whispered, "I haven't seen anyone called that name for a long time."
The muzzle of the gun in the colonel's hand moved, and he looked at his superior inquiringly, but saw the general shook his head resolutely.
"Why? If it's a test subject..."
"He's an Omega, didn't you see it?" Aaron said, "According to the Empire's latest law on the protection of vulnerable sexes, any Omega captured on the battlefield is not allowed to be harmed, let alone a minor."
The colonel was taken aback for a moment, and then he felt the extremely weak smell of Omega pheromone in the boy's blood.
But that is really too weak, only a large amount of uninterrupted injections of inhibitors can suppress the breath to this extent—not to mention that his whole body is covered with strong-smelling beast blood, none of the group of Alpha soldiers present can distinguish the boy's smell .
The colonel was a little nervous in his heart, he almost killed a rare healthy and young Omega, even on the battlefield, this was a serious crime.
"Send him to the medical unit, I want to know what the fugitive army is studying here." Aaron stood up, took off his military uniform and threw it on the boy: "—wrap him tightly."
When Gavin woke up again, he found himself lying on the hospital bed with his left hand cuffed between the cold iron rails at the head of the bed.
He reluctantly sat up, and saw that the ward was clean and spacious, and the snow-white alloy walls gave off a palpitating cold light.
"you're awake?"
Gavin turned his head suddenly, only to see the door of the ward slid open without a sound, and Aaron walked in with the dinner plate.
This general looked extremely young and strong, and it was unknown how many times of genetic modification was the perfect result. The pure black uniform of the Imperial Army is thick and deep, and the silver stars on the shoulder straps and the guns on the waist are very eye-catching, giving him an overwhelming sense of threat.
He gently put the dinner plate on the stand in front of the bed: "Let's eat something."
The contents of the dinner plate are unexpectedly fresh and rich, and there are even seasonal fruits that are rare on the battlefield. Needless to say, it is a special treatment for Omega.
However, Gavin didn't have any intention of eating. He stared at Aaron coldly, a calm and inorganic light shone in the depths of his black eyes, and asked for a while, "Who are you?"
"Admiral of the Gemini Empire," Aaron paused for a moment before asking, "What about you?"
"..."
Aaron pulled up a chair and sat by the hospital bed, with a very calm attitude: "Do you know where this is?"
"..."
"Let me tell you. This is one of the most remote areas of the empire, the red Saturn in the Ophiuchus constellation, and its technological level is half a century behind the capital of the empire. Nine years ago, a fugitive army sneaked into here to conduct top-secret human experiments. After the incident was exposed, His Majesty the Emperor sent the Imperial Fleet represented by me to carry out indiscriminate bombing on the northern hemisphere of Red Saturn for half a month."
"The fugitive army is all dead." Aaron leaned over, staring at Gavin's beautiful eyes: "—I don't kill Omega on the battlefield, but if you dare to resist, I will have ten thousand ways to make you feel alive Better to die."
Gavin's pupils dilated slightly, and he said after a while, "I'm not a deserter."
"Then what are you?"
"I do not know."
"What's your last name?"
"do not know."
"Then why is it here?"
"I don't know, I don't remember anything."
Aaron stared at him, as if gauging the truth in his words.
Gavin gritted his teeth tightly, the muscles all over his body were aching from being tensed, and it took some time before Aaron whispered threateningly: "You'd better not lie... This is a military camp, do you know how many people are locked up here?" Have you never seen what kind of Alpha an Omega looks like in your life?"
Compared with "I have ten thousand ways to make your life worse than death", the threat in this sentence is more clear and practical and operable; if it is not for the military camp, this sentence is enough to be convicted of sexual harassment.
"...are you threatening me?"
"If you think so," Aaron stared at the boy's pale face, stood up in satisfaction and said, "then, yes."
No wonder.
Aaron walked out of the ward, and the alloy door closed silently behind him.
Just like what he said, today when the ratio of the three sexes in the ABO is seriously out of balance, there may indeed be many Alphas who never want to know what an Omega looks like in their entire lives, but they definitely do not include Asia, who was one of the founding generals of the Gemini Empire. Lun.
Although he is still a proud (and pathetic) diamond boss, he clearly knows how weak, sensitive, timid and vulnerable Omega is. This kind of person's physique is as soft and fragile as jelly. Under normal circumstances, not to mention three giant modified military dogs, a common cold is enough to keep them in the hospital for half a month.
Since the founding of the empire, it has been cursed, and the premature mortality rate of Omega has been increasing at a terrible rate every year. The new census conducted last year showed that the ABO sex ratio has become a terrible 25:5000:1—that 1 As for the number of newborn babies, at least a quarter of the young Omega will die due to various reasons during the growth process.
The quantity of Omega determines the overall population quality. Because the Beta fertility rate is low and most of the offspring are Beta, when the AO sex ratio is greater than 10:1, the birth rate of Alpha, who plays an elite role among humans, becomes negative; when the AO sex ratio is greater than 20:1, the overall population starts to grow negatively up.
For an empire that just lost tens of billions of people in the founding battle, this is simply an unbearable burden in life.
Military scientists have used various methods to reduce the mortality rate of Omega babies, but to no avail. Experts even made a pessimistic statement: within 40 years, the AO sex ratio will expand to 50:1. By then, just controlling the sex crime rate will be enough to drink a pot, and the birth rate will be out of the question.
Even if he wasn't an expert, Aaron knew how scary the future was.
And this boy named Gavin gave him new hope.
This boy is an undoubted Omega, but his genetic quality is almost close to that of an Alpha of the same age; at the same time, after blood tests, his reproductive function has not been affected in any way.
The fugitive army is here to study the genes to improve Omega, and they succeeded.
This is a savior who fell from the sky for the empire with a negative population growth every year.
Without looking back, Aaron ordered his subordinates: "Send someone to surround this ward, and don't even put a fly in it without my order. In addition, send someone to strengthen the Red Saturn defense system. A week later will be the 50th anniversary of the Marshal's death." I don't want to see anything go wrong!"
"Yes!" The colonel saluted solemnly, turned around and left with big strides.
According to the imperial constitution, apart from the emperor, the only one who can be called marshal these days is the one who died on Red Saturn fifty years ago—Gavin Celia, the last military god of the alliance.
Aaron is a loyal soldier, and his loyalty to the empire can be seen as a lesson, but as a soldier, his admiration for Marshal Celia is also unquestionable.
— There is nothing to blame, this kind of worship within the empire is simply an open secret. Almost all the founding generals who had fought against the emperor all turned against Celia's direct troops—before they openly betrayed the alliance, they were all hardcore subordinates of the commander of Celia, and the emperor himself even served as the head of the guard.
After the failure of the alliance, Commander Celia refused to surrender and committed suicide. This has always been a huge psychological shadow of the imperial military, and it has not changed for half a century.
In order to express their condolences, they hold a secret sacrifice on Red Saturn every ten years. This ceremony is no different from a pilgrimage to the founding generals.
So when the news of the fugitive army's illegal human experimentation on Red Saturn came, the entire Imperial military was furious: "Who dares to act presumptuously on Red Saturn! His whole family was blown up!"
"Clean up the fugitive army! Let them be removed from the galaxy forever!"
The founding admiral Aaron personally led the capital's Ninth Fleet—the only elite combat force composed of all Alphas in the empire—to sail to Red Saturn in a mighty manner. After half a month, the endless artillery fire flattened the entire planet.
—Whoever touches my eyeballs, I will dig out his life! The fearless (and brainless) Imperial Army once again proved it to the universe with action.