[Mecha] Heterogeneous Alliance

The warning lights flickered and the flying falcons glide in one by one.

The ground where the hangar was in disrepair was slightly ups and downs, but the silver mecha's falling movement was still steady and neat. The mineral light on the wall flashed on the fuselage, and the metal armor seemed to be alive. While exuding inhuman oppression, it had a cold beauty.

One of the fuselages held the red cockpit of the mining machine in the palm.

The second hangar door opened, and the crackling sound of heels hitting the ground quickly followed.

The young man surnamed Su walked into the wind, leaving the others far behind. As he walked, he gave an order through the communication bracelet: "Put the cockpit down."

The members of the Flying Falcon team immediately followed suit. The slightly deformed red cabin landed steadily, the beak-shaped cockpit opened from above, and the young mecha man in dark blue uniform dexterously turned sideways, dragged the rope to the ground, and paid a military salute to the youth, saying loudly: "The Captain of the Flying Falcon Team Titans team joins."

The squad leader of the Flying Falcons is equivalent to a lieutenant colonel in the regular army, but at this moment he is respectful to the subordinate Lieutenant Su. Strangely, the captain and Director Liu who had caught up with the youth didn't respond to this, as if it were a matter of course.

The young man in a suit twisted his eyebrows as if unable to bear it, and said casually: "Bring the medical kit, inform the team doctors to prepare for the examination, and open the hatch."

The team leader didn't say a lot of words, and took his orders directly.

After the manipulator opened the jammed hatch, Lieutenant Su carried the metal medicine box and drilled into the cockpit.

He stopped by the door and silently confirmed the internal situation with his sight, before looking back and putting on a smile: "Dr. Liu, please rest assured, Miss Si Fei is okay. The mining machine is not suitable for combat, and the driver has been weightless for a long time. I can’t adapt to gravity for a while and stand up. Then I'll leave it to me. I'm half a doctor anyway."

Hearing the words, the captain gave a merciless tut, but he didn't stop the young man from acting alone.

In the cockpit, Si Fei still had tinnitus, and he could only vaguely hear human voices. As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw the young man in a suit, her eyes widened in astonishment.

Her surprise obviously pleased the young man. He bent his eyes, but didn't say much, only skillfully opened the medical box: "It's rude."

As he said, he leaned over while pinching the surgical scissors, licking a few times, and then began to cut the seat belt on the driver's seat. Although they were very close, the other party only paid attention to the affairs in front of him and was not distracted. Si Fei squinted his eyes: At this moment, the young man is focused and calm, and he is totally different from the scornful noble son when he appeared on the stage.

The opponent moved quickly and accurately, and finally freed from the restraint of being pinched into the flesh, Si Fei couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The young man washed his hands with a portable disinfection device, turned around and glanced at her sharply, then sneered: "You are really lucky. The medical robot is enough to deal with your trauma. Of course, you will have to do intracranial and whole body examinations afterwards."

Si Fei nodded: "Excuse me."

"You are so polite," the young man said, "it should be me thanking you, isn't it?"

Seeing that Si Fei didn't mean to talk to each other, he didn't take it seriously, and just handed over a tube of medicine. She took it, glanced at the label, it was a high-end product she didn't recognize. Without much hesitation, she drank with her head up.

The young man raised his eyebrows with interest, and suddenly declared himself: "It's nice to meet you, Miss Si Fei, my name is Su Suye reads; Conqueror's Sword."

"Hello, Lieutenant Su." Si Fei's response was flat.

Su Su Ye was startled, silently turned his back to fiddle with medical equipment. When he got closer again, he was holding a medical disinfectant cotton in his hand. After gently wiping the blood on Si Fei's face, he touched his back like a juggling, and suddenly there were two fingernail-sized metal **** in his palm.

"This is the medical robot?" Si Fei stared at the silver ball indistinctly.

"That's right." Su Suye nodded with a smile, the metal ball suddenly popped out of the mechanical limbs, and the original appearance of the robot suddenly appeared. He grabbed Si Fei's chin with one hand, and began to earnestly again: "Don't move, or it will leave scars." He said and gently placed the robot on her forehead.

The suction cup at the end of the robot's feet was cold, and Si Fei was subconsciously excited. The mist of disinfectant immediately wetted the wound, which was very painful. She didn't say a word, Su Suye took out a small box from the suit and shook it unexpectedly: "Would you like to eat candy?"

"No, thank you." The wound was painful, but Si Fei didn't change his face. Instead, he asked "Then, what are you trying to say?"

Su Suye threw two sweets into the mouth by herself, stared at her from under her slightly curly hair, and asked suspiciously, "Did I want to say anything?"

Si Fei rolled his eyes in his heart, and said bluntly: "I'm terrified to be able to work for the empire general Aiko to treat me insignificant small wounds personally."

"Oh-?" The other party stretched his tone, appearing mockingly, "So you know who I am?"

Seeing Si Fei staying silent, Su Suye simply expressed her exaggerated grievance: "Who made your reaction so cold." After a pause, he lowered his voice: "Or... You guessed it before?"

"Yes," Si Fei readily admitted, "after all, you are too famous."

Su Suye was suddenly interested, and his eyes lit up childishly: "Let me guess what you have heard." He shook his head casually, and shook up his own black material like an endorsement: "Su Zongzheng The general’s unfilial son, unorganized and undisciplined, was persuaded to retire by the Blue Star Military Academy, and ran away from home without being disciplined. He is still just a petty officer..."

In the impression of everyone in the empire, he was indeed such a rebel.

Su Suye’s name was born out of the wrong time, and it was placed in a popular roster of simplicity and vigor, as incompatible with his suit mixed in a military coat. As the name suggests, this guy is a nasty troublemaker who provokes sight.

His father Su Zong was one of the highest generals in the empire, and Su Suye himself was a genetically good first-class citizen. He was placed high hopes by the family, but he regarded his father as the greatest pleasure in life. Not only did he fail to become an elite of the Flying Falcons as he should, he even has only been mixed with the lowest rank of second lieutenant so far. It is said that this rank was given by the military in the face of General Su.

The other party was so open-minded, Si Fei smiled unconsciously, but suddenly there was a pain in her forehead, and she swallowed what she had originally been on the tip of her tongue.

"The robot is stitching up the wound." Su Suye explained kindly, before turning the topic back, "Maybe you have heard about it. I don't like to owe favors."

He squatted down to meet Si Fei's eyes, and said sincerely: "Thank you. As long as I am within my ability, I will meet your requirements."

In all fairness, Su Suye's looks are unique. He is chic and charming when he is dazzling, and he has another charm when he is serious. His beautifully shaped eyes are as bright as distant stars in the vast sea, and they are frank and heart-warming.

Si Fei stared at him for a moment, and for the first time there was a fluctuation in his voice: "I am a third-class citizen."

"I know," Su Suye held up with one hand, tilted his head, "So what?"

She was speechless. Following the other person's sight, she lowered her eyes to her left neck. Even if she didn't need to confirm her sight, she knew that the skin behind her ears was printed with four digits that could not be erased in this life:

9569, this is the "citizen number" that Si Fei obtained when he left the reform camp. It is actually a mark to distinguish third-class citizens. .

Su Suye should have seen this mark when she cut the seat belt just now. But why did he react so calmly? As a first-class citizen, it is only natural to regard a third-class citizen as a defective product.

The other party saw through her surprise at a glance, and confessed: "The genetic screening program and the civil hierarchy are all **** nonsense, I don't care."

Si Fei had never met anyone so bluntly criticizing the state policies of the empire. She was silent for a moment, did not hesitate, and said firmly: "Then...I want to join the army."

This time it was Su Suye's turn to be surprised. He shook his head and smiled, "You are really unceremonious. You have a problem for me."

The medical robot screamed suddenly, interrupting the conversation between the two.

Su Suye recovered these two small things with sterilized tweezers, took a step back and looked at it, clapping his hands triumphantly, and said with his chin high, "There are no traces at all, it's perfect."

Si Fei touched his forehead subconsciously. Except for the slightly different touch of the new skin, there is no trace of injury. The medical level of Di* is so amazing that she can't help but remember that if she is injured at work while renovating the facility, only those who are sure that there is a possibility of recovery will be treated with care. And that so-called "treatment"... its efficacy is simply not comparable to the capabilities of micro-robots.

Sometimes dull and sometimes serious, as a general's beloved son and a first-class citizen, he denies the national policy that benefits him. She became more confused about Su Suye's personality, and looked at him carefully, only to find that the other party was also observing herself with interest.

Seeing the eyes crossed, Su Suye smiled slightly: "After the celebration of the founding of the nation, there will be conscription, and I will try my best to let you participate. Although I am not personally interested in this, you'd better prepare a few answers."

Si Fei was startled.

He blinked, his eyes flickered with his long eyelashes: "Your abilities are outstanding, but everyone will wonder how you learned to fight? The guy in charge of the conscription in the 3rd district is cautious, and he will probably pester you to ask if you don’t. Stop, you must be forced to explain all your backgrounds clearly."

After that, Su Suye buckled the medical box and stretched out his hand to help Si Fei stand up: "In addition, you have to explain to that Director Liu. As for Captain Shao Wei, he should not have much opinion."

Si Fei stood up with his hand. Maybe because of the potion, her legs didn't feel weak. Confirming that she is standing still, she will pull her hand out.

Su Suye pressed her palm first.

She looked at him inexplicably.

The youth had a gentle expression, bright eyes, and frankly praised: "I forgot to say it just now. The battle was fought very beautifully. For the first time, I know that the ion jet can still be used like that."

Si Fei was in a good mood at this moment. She curled her lips: "I immediately understood my intentions and turned the spacecraft around. You surprised me too."

"No, I didn't understand your plan until after the communication was interrupted." Su Suye covered her lips and coughed, and for the first time lost her ease of grace, and said unnaturally, "Anyway... then I decided to trust your judgment."

Si Fei just remembered that she should thank the other party for reminding her to launch the missile at the last moment. It was the recoil of this missile that allowed her to distance herself from the enemy, making it easy for the Flying Falcons to intercept from the side.

In fact, Su Suye also saved her life.

But the other party was impatient with the kind words of thanks back and forth, and made individual vocal gestures.

Si Fei stopped insisting. The two silently looked at each other for a moment, and they were all at ease.

So after a while, Captain Shao Wei, who was waiting impatiently and started to smash the ground with his heels, suddenly raised his head and saw Su Suye, the first man in the empire, happily pulling Si Fei's hand out of the cockpit.