The tool man is being targeted by the hero [Quick time travel]

The pursuers were still firing tracking bombs, and the autopilot of the "Lion Eagle" avoided most of them, but it was still inevitably hit several times, and the entire cockpit was shaking.

Huawen lowered his head and carefully wrapped the insulating tape on the inside of Angus's collar. Before reaching out to touch the knife, a dagger was already handed over. It was Luther who took the laser dagger before.

"Thank you, return it to you, it's quite sharp," Luther smiled politely, "Do you need my help?"

As he spoke, the cockpit shook violently, Huawen almost fell to the ground, and Luther firmly supported his back from behind him.

Before Huawen could thank you, the hand holding the knife was held from behind by another hand, and Luther's voice was close at hand: "Hold on, this part is very dangerous."

He didn't know why this guy suddenly changed into a different person. He seemed to be a little too enthusiastic about himself, and pushed his elbow away awkwardly: "Am I a doctor or are you? Sir, I want us to escape the pursuers as soon as possible and go to manual control Get off the armor."

Luther stood up helplessly and pointed to the driver's seat: "This guy won't listen to me now, let's get this collar done first, there should be a tracker inside, otherwise we won't be able to get rid of those chasing soldiers."

Huawen was slowly cutting the intersection line of the collar, and nodded when he heard the words, and the non-physical laser pried open the connection, just like defusing a bomb, it is necessary to judge which one will not detonate.

Angus, who was at the mercy of others, held his breath for a moment. He knew that the next stab would be life-or-death. If he failed, both he and the medical soldier would be electrocuted into coke on the spot.

"Wait." Luther came over suddenly and held Huawen's hand again. This time Huawen didn't break away from him, because the dagger was stuck in the most critical place.

"What on earth are you going to do?" Huawen looked up at him nervously, he was not at all at ease with this guy who never took his own life seriously.

Luther separated Huawen's fingers, took control of the dagger, and said calmly, "I'll do it. If we both die, it's just right. You can go back and report for us."

Huawen couldn't help but want to pat Luther's head again, there is really a lot of water in it!

"You... Mister, I beg you, stop talking about death!"

"No, I'm serious, Wen, if we don't have you today, we're dead," Luther didn't even look at the dagger, and looked up at him deeply, "If you leave again, no matter where you are, I will find you."

Before he finished speaking, his hands twisted it lightly, and the collar made a "click"—it was untied.

Angus slowly opened his closed eyes, and heaved a long sigh of relief. Except for a red mark on his neck, the rest was safe. The fatal collar fell to the ground, and the red numbers stopped changing.

Except for him, the remaining two people seemed to be frozen. After Luther said that sentence, he kept staring at the eyes of the painting. The latter had changed from shock to caution.

"The Son of Destiny is about to wake up?!" The picture text started poking at the system the moment Luther said it.

[For the time being, there is no sign that some consciousness may have been awakened. Don't worry, the instructor, the other party's mental power is very strong, and he won't get lost in his own world. 】

But the way Luther looked at him was like in every world before, Yan Lu, Long Long, and Zhang Hedu, they all used such unfathomable eyes that they almost saw through his heart.

No, this is not right... Even if part of the consciousness is awakened, more of what he perceives should be related to the real world. However, this child of destiny always perceives him as a tool man, and his own should be his dream world outsider.

Could it be...they have met in reality?

Huawen's head was in a mess for a while, Luther stopped looking at him at this time, checked Angus' situation, picked up the broken collar, opened the cockpit door, and threw it out.

Sure enough, there was a tracker in the collar. As the "Lion Eagle" continued to accelerate, they had rushed out of the atmosphere, and the pursuers behind them gradually disappeared.

They escaped successfully.

The faintly fluorescent "Lion Eagle" was flying quietly in space without resistance, surrounded by darkness, and they could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

But at this moment, no one can feel the joy of the rest of their lives after the catastrophe, how many heroic souls of the Federation have been buried on this border of death, the First Legion with nearly 10 people, now except for a small number of missing captives, among the senior generals Only Luther and Angus were left.

I don't know if it was because he was relaxed. Luther felt his left hand was slightly sore. He twisted his wrist and touched the medical bracelet on it, feeling more peaceful in his heart.

"Okay, go through three wormholes from here, and you can return to the Federation in a month at the earliest," Luther leaned tiredly on the bulkhead, without looking at the tangled eyes of the picture, and sat on the ground. home."

Finally found him too.

Quietly looking at the painting on the side that was lost in thought, the faint gloom disappeared from Luther's eyes. He will not want to die for the time being, and there is finally some hope for him to live in this world.

And the hope he had finally regained was sitting blankly in the driver's seat, and he hadn't finished digesting what he said before.

It seems that he really lost his memory, Vincent, or now Wen, he can't remember himself.

It doesn't matter, if you don't remember, start again, if fate makes them meet again, he will never let you down again.

On the other side, Angus also sat on the ground with a bitter face. He couldn't stand up, so he could only lean against the bulkhead in embarrassment: "A month... the last time I returned to the Federation was three years ago."

Luther is in a good mood now, and even teased Angus a few words: "Go back and wait for my sister's cold bench."

Angus retorted: "Your Excellency, Marshal, you are also half a catty."

The dignified atmosphere gradually dissipated a lot, Huawen gradually came back to his senses, carefully observed Luther's side face, and discussed systematically in his heart for a long time, not daring to jump to conclusions.

Angus looked at him: "Who is this little brother?"

"He is..." As soon as Luther spoke, he suddenly stopped, raised his chin at the picture, and raised the corners of his mouth, "You can tell yourself."

I don't know what drug is hidden in this smile, Huawen couldn't speak for a moment, and his heart beat with the frequency of that guy's crystal blue eyes, sometimes fast and sometimes slow.

After finally opening his mouth, he still stammered for a moment: "I...my name is Wen, I'm just, um, an ordinary medical soldier who got separated from the main force and forced to land on the prison planet."

"Ordinary medical soldiers?" Angus couldn't believe it. "They can use armor? Or the Marshal's Gryphon..."

He suddenly turned to Luther, and said seriously: "Your Excellency, Marshal, you said that the 'Lion Eagle' was out of order and was being repaired. Are you planning to train a special person to drive it as a secret weapon for surprise attacks?"

Luther stretched his limbs, rubbed his numb left wrist, and narrowed his eyes lazily: "If this is the case, we won't lose so badly, 'Lion Eagle' really doesn't recognize me The master is gone, as for why you recognize the text..."

Huawen suddenly became nervous, met Luther's gaze anxiously, and shook his head innocently, expressing that he really didn't know the reason.

Luther smiled comprehensibly, expressing his understanding, and then said: "Maybe the 'Lion Eagle' likes him and is willing to be driven by him."

Hehe, I like it, yes, your mecha really likes me, if it weren't for me, it wouldn't care about the life and death of you, the "former master".

"But this is unreasonable, 'Lion Eagle' has been your exclusive mech since childhood, how could it be..."

Angus obviously still didn't believe it. His serious personality made him eager to get to the bottom of it. Huawen hurried over and held his injured leg: "Your Excellency, General! Don't move around, let me take a look at your leg."

When Angus heard that he was checking his suffering left leg, he shifted his attention instantly, and stopped asking: "Oh, thank you very much, Wen, take a look, can my leg still be saved?"

Angus' left knee was hidden under the pant leg in a twisted manner and had to be fixed immediately.

"General Angus, I'm sorry to offend." Huawen half-kneeled on the ground, cut open his trouser legs with a knife, checked carefully, and started to fix the splint with an injection of anesthesia.

Angus glanced at the conscientious medical soldier and said "thank you" sincerely. All the doubts before the preparation were forgotten, and a not-so-friendly look suddenly shot over.

As soon as he looked up, he found a pair of eyes that were so cold that his heart was piercing. The ice blue pupils were very lethal when they were slightly narrowed. Angus was stared at with a chill down his back, but he didn't know where he had offended the marshal.

"marshal……"

"It's us here, call me Luther." Luther folded his arms and said calmly, the blood stains on his upper arms were very conspicuous.

Angus suddenly felt that he understood the meaning of the marshal, nodded secretly, and hurriedly said to the little medical soldier who was bandaging his legs: "Brother Wen, leave me alone, the marshal is also injured, he seems very uncomfortable ! Go and see how he is doing!"

Luther: "..."

Huawen frowned and looked back at Luther. The wound on his whole body was a bullet scratch on his arm, and a little blood oozes out, and the wound is solidified.

After being stared at by him, Luther quickly covered his wound, pretending to bear the pain, and then shook his head solemnly: "It's okay, I can bear it."

Picture text: "Oh, sir, please bear with it, there is only one doctor, wait a moment."

Luther: "..."

After all, Huawen still couldn't bear to see him staring at his back pitifully by himself, threw a wound coagulant to him, and went back to fix Angus's leg.

"Your Excellency Angus, your knee needs a complete operation, it is best to replace this necrotic bone," Huawen suggested cautiously, "At most one month, you will have to undergo an operation immediately when you return to the Federation. Save your legs."

Angus sighed sadly: "It's okay, even if I spend the rest of my life in a wheelchair and go back to the Federation, I have no regrets."

Angus voluntarily transferred to the border guard. He stayed at the border for three or four years. He has a lot of opportunities to be transferred back to the main star system of the Federation. His brother-in-law is the first marshal. He can actually stay in the main star system all the way to promotion.

But for the safety of the border, he resolutely separated from his wife, Catherine, and came to the remote, desolate and crisis-ridden border, at least three more years of peace for the Federation.

"Brother-in-law, it's really hard work for you," Luther walked over and hugged Angus's shoulder and patted him. "Go back and recuperate well, and stay with my sister and her family."

Thinking of his wife, Angus couldn't help turning his eyes red: "Luther...I'm sorry for Catherine. I almost couldn't go back alive. Before she was transferred, she said she wanted a child. I didn't agree to it because she was in poor health. Not a competent husband, I am really sorry for her..."

Sadness infiltrates the heart and lungs, and even the pictures and texts feel the slightest pain. How many people can come back safely from the war?Like Angus, even if he is respected as a general, he can't guarantee that he can be disarmed and returned to the field in the face of absolute cruelty, let alone thousands of ordinary soldiers.

Angus became more and more sad as he talked, and finally seemed to be drunk, hugging Luther's shoulders and crying loudly: "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooar ? Will she despise me and won't even have a child with me? Woooooo..."

Luther let him cry speechlessly, and looked at the painting with question marks on his face, and the latter spread his hands innocently: "Don't blame me, the sequelae of anesthesia, he will be healed after being confused for a while."

Angus was on the anesthetic, sobbing and hugging his injured leg, sighing: "Now that I think about it, I regret it, what a wonderful child, it's better to have a lovely child to accompany Catherine for me than to be alone Worry for us... Luther, you want children in the future, right? If you have a daughter and I have a son, our two families are just right..."

Luther couldn't bear to push the anesthetic drunkard away, and said with a smile: "Then the two of them are brothers and sisters! Angus, you should be sober, I should really record your nonsense and show it to my sister!"

After hearing the picture text, he also laughed, and seeing Luther's handsome face like a darling, he couldn't help but nodded: "Well, indeed, if you have a daughter with the appearance of your husband, then she must be the most beautiful little princess in the entire Federation." .”

Luther was slightly taken aback, thought for a moment, and said solemnly: "So you like your daughter, I understand."

Picture text: "...?"

Seeing that he was so serious that he was about to list it as a major event in his life and write it down in his life plan, he looked confused. What do you understand?It's not my business?

Do you want me to be the godfather of the child?

"Well, well, it's a great honor to be able to help your lovely child."

Luther nodded happily and snapped his fingers: "That's it."

Hua Wen seemed to be happier seeing Luther. Although he didn't know what was so exciting about it, he finally relaxed. Although this guy looks like an ice beauty, he looks better when he smiles.

If there is a child who is as beautiful as him when he smiles, it doesn't matter to be her godfather.