Don't treat Omega as a man [Interstellar]

"I think you should be aware of the seriousness of the marginal war before. Although the top is trying to suppress the news, it is a big blow to the border defense system," Harold said, "so the top has to mobilize useful Manpower is sent to the front line, and we are the main force among the recruits here."

"There are few people there, and you may not know it. The recruits here are divided into three levels in the first week of training, and they are adjusted at any time. We can choose to be automatically downgraded, and only if they continue to perform outstandingly in training. The number of ranks may be promoted, and this rank is the most influential reference when selecting personnel. The first group of recruits who leave are the top recruits, who will go directly to the frontline theater as a reserve service, and then the middle-level soldiers, who will be apprentices in the inner ranks For a period of time. And now the ones left in the base are the soldiers with the worst overall ratings." Harold sighed lightly, and said with a wry smile, "You can also see, what kind of quality guys are they all."

Ren nodded and asked, "But, there are still many people left in this base."

"A good soldier doesn't have to be outstanding at the beginning." Harold explained, "There are also some good soldiers with mediocre performance but amazing endurance. We don't have enough training time now, so we can't see it for the time being, so Among the remaining people, they will continue to be graded, and in the end, those who are really not good enough will either be sent to logistics, or... they will be persuaded to leave."

It was a bit cruel, but Harold said it without changing his face, as if it was a very common thing.Hearing what he said, Ren grinned and asked, "What about you? What level are you?"

Harold immediately straightened his back and said proudly, "Of course I'm a private first class!"

"Then why didn't you leave?"

"Don't mention it." The expression on Harold's face immediately became painful, "I won't let me go at home."

Ren was silent for a while, "They call you 'Little Master'."

"It's just a bit of status in the family," Harold shrugged. "Actually, it's quite embarrassing. There are not a few people like me in this base."

Ren thought for a while and asked him, "But what does this have to do with us?"

The "we" in his mouth refers to all Omega. Harold paused, lowered his voice and said, "Because, since there are quotas for sending troops to the front line, there will naturally be those who are ordered to stay behind. You occupy this part Quota."

Seeing that Ren was silent and silent, he suddenly explained in a panic, "I'm not blaming you or anything, it's just..."

It's just that in the eyes of many people, this is true.

As if slowly reacting, Ren looked up at him and smiled softly, "I know, go ahead."

Harold looked at him quietly for a while, and then continued, "Your group of Omegas is the first time that the military has formally recruited foreign troops. The previous ones were privately recruited by the army... Well, I can't tell you this, anyway. You remember that you can be called the first batch of official Omega recruits. The marginal war is very tragic. They can send well-trained Alpha and Beta to be death squads, but they can’t take risks with you, because your value is far away. Far higher than us, this is not something that can be changed by a war. Some people are not convinced, so their words and actions are a little extreme."

"Of course they shouldn't take their anger out on you," Harold added in time.

Thinking of the bad behavior of the three people just now, Ren frowned, gritted his teeth and said, "It's not okay for anyone."

"Well." Harold agreed with his words very much, and responded, "I have written down their names, and they will be punished."

The eyes of the Alpha soldier were different, Ren couldn't help but look at him a few more times, the two looked at each other for a while, there was nothing to say, and Ren thanked Harold again.

Harold quickly waved his hand to signal that it was his duty to protect his companions. He looked up at the sky and saw the sun was hanging above his head. It was almost halfway through the lunch break, and Ren got up and wanted to leave.Harold wanted to send him back, but Ryan politely declined.

After sitting for a while to recover, Ren's body began to feel uncomfortable.First of all, he wanted to vomit. Although the protective film was on his body, he would not be affected by the pheromone at all, but Ren felt that there was a black circle on his grasped arm.The picture of the three people unbuttoning the buttons was lingering in front of his eyes, which made Ren feel very uncomfortable, as if he would spit it out if he thought about it again, but he couldn't help replaying the scene just now in his head , thinking about what would happen now if Harold hadn't arrived.

Harold reassured him that those were soldiers and there was no need to worry about them. They would be deported tomorrow, but Ryan just felt uncomfortable.Seeing that he had such a severe rejection reaction, Harold didn't insist on staying with him all the time. They separated at the back door of the Omega base. Ren thanked Harold very much. Harold turned around and nodded. He waved his hand and left without looking back.

Ren was a little wilted.When he returned to the dormitory, he saw Karas sitting on the bed and eating compressed biscuits with an awkward expression.

Callas raised his head when he heard the movement, "You're back, this stuff is really unpalatable..."

Seeing that Ren's face was not right, he swallowed half of what he said, thought about it, and was actually happy.

"Have you been bullied?" Callas threw the biscuit aside, clapped his hands and got off the bed, and came up to hook Ryan's shoulder, "Are they not in a good attitude?"

"It's more than bad..."

Ren smiled wryly and told Karas what he had experienced. As soon as he finished speaking, Karas' face darkened.

"Who are those three people?" Callas gritted his teeth angrily, "Tell me, see if I'm not going to die!"

Ren quickly waved his hand. He knew that the fact that Karas could say this meant that he could really do it.

"Harold said he would report to the higher authorities." Ryan said uncomfortably and confidently, "It should be fine."

Karas was out of breath, and he cursed at the air. Ren felt a little uncomfortable at first, but after listening to him babbling, his mood gradually improved for the most part.

Ren sighed and sat down beside the bed, "I just didn't expect them to be so unscrupulous."

They actually wanted to use force against Omega in the base. Even if they succeeded, the three of them could only spend the rest of their lives in prison.Perhaps for them, insulting an Omega they despise is more meaningful than their lives.

"No way, there will be strange things no matter where you are," Karas sat across from Rennes, picked up the biscuit and continued to stuff it into his mouth. "The army is the same, or, in fact, it will be more extreme than the people outside. Because There are a lot of secondary illnesses, and I feel that I can learn how to fight and learn mechs to be able to live every day. In fact, many people can't meet the requirements of the elite army. We are only doing basic training here, and we will actually be in the army as a reserve , There are a lot of things to learn. It is not easy to learn all the cultural courses, theory courses and practical courses.”

"What about us?" Ren's attention shifted to the second half of Karas's sentence, "Do we have to learn this too?"

"What do you think?" Karas gave him a funny look.

Ren fell silent.Callas gasped for breath and threw the last bit of the biscuit into his mouth, smacking the taste, and began to talk about the three people's failed attempts.He said that he would report to Shirley, so that even if the three returned home, they would let their families know why they were removed from the army.Ren instinctively wanted to say forget it, but changed his mind when he spoke.

This is not a trivial matter, and it is very likely that this kind of thing will continue to happen in the future.Ren is not qualified and does not want to forgive their mistakes one by one.Some mistakes cannot be made. Since you have the courage to do it, you must have the ability to pay for your actions.

Ren touched the protective film hanging on the back of his neck, and slammed his fist on the bed hard to vent the dissatisfaction accumulated in his heart.

The author has something to say: I am really sorry, I went to the amusement park with my family today, and tomorrow I will make up what I owe today.

The holiday is coming to an end... I don't want to go back to work