[Mecha] Heterogeneous Alliance

Si Fei looked terrible. It was so bad that Su Yaoye's original ecstasy disappeared suddenly.

He can easily recall that when the Tianlu was hijacked, the black-haired girl who was half kneeling on the ground looked back at him with a thrilling smile.

Her eyes were so dark and bright, but so cold, and the almost savage sharp light pierced people's hearts.

It seemed that no matter what it was, as long as it blocked her way, she would dare, and she would destroy it.

But now this desperate drive has disappeared. Although Si Fei looked at him, his eyes were scattered, as if there was another more realistic reality behind him.

Su Suye couldn't help but stretched out his hand, before he touched the other's shoulder, he stopped his movements again. There are so many things that he can say, and it is rare for him to hesitate to choose.

Si Fei regained his senses at this time, and blurted out half a question: "The people above..."

Su Suye was startled, and after a moment of silence, he said softly, "Sorry."

Si Fei blinked and seemed to have lost the ability to express his emotions. He still spoke respectfully and politely: "You don't have to apologize."

"Can you stand up?" Su Suye's tone was softer than he expected.

Si Fei backhanded on the rock wall and muttered lowly to himself: "Maybe."

She did stand up slowly against the wall, but she was too reluctant to walk. Cai Xuxu took a step, and the pain of the convulsions made her stagger and rush forward.

Su Suye quickly took a staggered step, stretched out his hand to stabilize her shoulder, and stood in front of her.

Si Fei leaned forward slightly, but still crashed into his arms.

Both are stiff.

Unexpectedly, Si Fei did not go away immediately. She stayed in place for a while, her shoulders suddenly shrank, and she trembled slightly.

"Sorry," her voice was dull, "Lend me a little bit..."

Su Suye couldn't see her expression. But her left hand gripped his upper arm sleeve tightly, her knuckles turning white with force.

Before he spoke, she robbed him again: "Please don't look at me," abruptly, "please."

The young man was dumb, but raised his head as he said. After a while, he moved the hand that had been on her shoulders slowly to his back, fully embracing her.

He doesn't mind her relying on more.

And Si Fei did not break away.

When she took the initiative to retreat, her expression was already very calm, only her face paler than Su Ri. After a quick glance at Su Suye, she lowered her gaze: "Thank you."

Su Suye raised his eyebrows, and deliberately lowered his voice: "If you are injured, you still hide it?"

Si Fei's eyelashes trembled.

Before she became embarrassed, he added lightly: "Seeing the wounded behaved, I am going to commit an occupational disease. At any rate, I am half a doctor."

Si Fei relaxed slightly because of this inconsequential joke, and looked up at him to explain: "It's just a sprain, there should be no broken bones, it's okay to be a superb male—the queen is too enchanting."

Su Suye was choked by her righteous attitude, and then grinned: "A sprain is also an injury."

Without waiting for her to speak again, he directly hugged her up, walked up two steps, and said threateningly: "If you talk again, I will really get sick."

Si Fei really didn't refute it anymore.

Su Suye became uncomfortable with the cooperation of the other party. He looked down, but Si Fei looked back calmly, with a plain expression, as if he didn't take this intimate attitude seriously, but made Su Suye feel that he was making a fuss. He turned his gaze away nonchalantly and continued to climb the stairs.

The steps soon came to an end.

A strong blood rushed over his face, and finally the slightly relaxed atmosphere suddenly disappeared.

Su Suye looked down worriedly, Si Fei looked at the situation in the cave blankly before he said "Don't look."

Her gaze suddenly settled, and the line of her lips stretched: "Thank you." As if to strengthen the persuasiveness of the request, she looked at his eyes and added two words: "Thank you."

Su Suye sighed like he did, and walked near the direction Si Fei was looking at, but didn't put her down.

There was a little girl lying in a pool of blood.

Si Fei blinked like pain, and his voice was extremely firm: "Please let me go down, I... can bear it."

Su Suye looked at her for a while, and compromised again.

Si Fei leaned over, stared at what he saw for a moment without blinking, and buried his head deeply.

It's hard to believe that this is Qu Xiangyang.

Si Fei stretched out his hand, closed his eyes for the girl, and pinned the wisp of the deceased's forehead to behind the bleeding ear.

After doing this, the last strong emotion in Si Fei's heart also disappeared, and only the accustomed, empty peace greeted her. She still failed to save Qu Xiangyang. But the belief that she can save someone is a kind of conceit, and she doesn't have the confidence to be conceited.

After all, no one came to rescue her when she left the reform camp.

As a third-class citizen Si Fei, she has walked out desperately on her own.

Repeating these thoughts like self-hypnosis, Si Fei slowly got up. Su Suye gave her a hand and looked a little apologetic.

He didn't ask why she felt sorry for these people. Si Fei shook his head, blocking his possible apology. She is also not going to ask why the other person feels sorry: "Let's go."

Outside the cave there are mobile armor, tanks and soldiers moving back and forth. Su Suye hugged Si Fei and approached a light tank and opened the door for her: "There are not enough frontline tanks, so I have to stop."

This is a two-seater chariot. Although there are seats in the back row, it is occupied by various monitoring instruments.

Si Fei moved into the passenger seat and buckled the seat belt easily.

Su Suye retracted his hand and smiled nonchalantly. He walked around and sat down on the other side, raised his hand to activate the driving panel, and glanced at Si Fei: "The road will be a bit bumpy. Tell me if the injury hurts."

"Yeah." Si Fei responded, but his eyes fell on the satellite cloud picture on the driving panel.

The blue light spots representing the deployment of the emperor’s troops were everywhere, except for a string of red dots in the lower left corner, there was no shadow of the rebels.

"The rebels holding the Grey Falcon mecha are at large, and it is estimated that they will not be able to catch up." Su Suye glanced at her and immediately understood what she cared about.

The chariot started slowly, and the engine screamed the reborn assassin princess. Energy tank reserves are also insufficient, and the pointer has fallen into the red| range. As Su Suye said, this car needs patience.

Si Fei was silent for a moment, and then suddenly asked, "Is there an emperor's informant in the rebel army?"

"It is not surprising," Su Suye replied in a wide voice, and his fingertips sliding on the circuit board settled immediately. His voice became more serious. "The rebels suddenly retreated across the board just now. I don't know why."

Si Fei smiled bitterly and stated calmly: "Here, the leader of the rebel army tried to detonate the underground mining area, killing everyone together, but the explosives did not respond. The leader lost control and wanted to commit suicide by himself so as not to fall into the hands of the emperor. …"

She stopped abruptly.

Su Suye followed her gaze, her fingertips stained with blood. He understood something, his eyes flickered, and he turned away lightly: "Pushing people into desperation, and then telling you that this is nothing, there is deeper despair waiting for you, this is indeed the style of the black eagle."

The chariot galloped on the bumpy wasteland.

Without squinting his eyes, he suddenly said, "But you still survived."

Si Fei stared sideways at the retreating relief landscape, and asked, "How did you find me?"

There was more than one evacuation point for the rebels scattered on the ground, not to mention the extremely long front and supply lines.

Su Suye's fingers on the steering wheel tightened, and his tone was still relaxed: "I have been to the other strongholds on the front line and where the rebels evacuated civilians. I..." He stopped abruptly, shook his head suddenly, and said frankly. "I had no hope anymore."

Si Fei stared at him for a moment. It was the first time that she noticed that the young man actually described as embarrassed, his uniform was dusty, his forehead was wet with sweat, and hemostatic stickers were still attached to his temples.

Noting her gaze, Su Suye raised his hand and touched the previous wound, and passed his own danger through: "The rebels hit it during the raid, and the skin was wounded."

Si Fei obviously didn't believe it, but didn't ask further. Instead, he smiled slightly, "Thank you."

She rarely showed such a soft and sincere expression. The smile was fleeting, but Su Suye caught it with a lingering light. She couldn't help but hooked her eyes and asked jokingly, "Thank me for what?"

"Thank you for saving me," Si Fei actually answered. "That chain...Thank you too."

Si Fei was uncharacteristically frank, and Su Suye rarely remained silent. He explained unnaturally: "The way to put the chain is the safest route to the buffer zone. If you are still alive, you may pass there. I just give it a try..."

She smiled again, but did not speak.

"There is still some way to the command post. You can take a break."

When Su Suye said so, the backlog of fatigue swept over her, and she hadn't slept well for two or three nights. Si Fei closed his eyes, and his consciousness quickly became dim as the body shook.

After glanced back and forth several times to confirm that the other party was indeed asleep, Su Suye finally couldn't help it, and smiled sharply.

The light tank stopped in the hangar of the front command post.

Su Su opened the door at night and got out of the car, Yang Mian immediately ran over, panting: "Sir!"

Seeing the temporary adjutant who was left behind without explaining a word, Su Suye felt subtly apologetic. He was obviously in a good mood and patted Yang Mian on the shoulder: "Sorry, I'm not used to being a chief."

The young man didn't know how to answer, he stood there blankly, watching Su Suye go to the other side of the chariot and hug him out, his eyes widened. After seeing who Su Suye was holding, Yang Mian looked forward to her words: "Sir, sir?"

Su Suye made a "hush" mouth, winked at the boy mischievously, avoided the flow of people coming in and out of the main entrance of the library, and slipped into the side aisle.

The author has something to say: The emotional line of this article has a longer latency period, but it develops... well, it is probably doge.

A whole chapter of emotional drama, the little fairies can make a bubble. QAQ is so lonely recently...

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Yang Baa Baa: I'm so embarrassed now...

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[Comment] AI Alliance Official V: I love you for 30s. Why are some people speechless and inexplicably silent in this chapter? This AI solves.

[Comment] G4-Su Zongzheng V: Reply to @AI联盟官方: Knowing the son is not like his father, this kid is basically shy when he has nothing to say (doge)