All the stars thought I was ALPHA

"Next." Mills handed Covey the protective clothing on his hand, and waved his hand to signal the people behind to follow.

They are now making the final preparations before departure. Everyone has standard protective clothing and limited reserves, as well as a fixed amount of weapons and ammunition. Dozens of starships are ready to go, and Mills was recently arrested because of "doing nothing" recently. Gomes, who was in charge of distributing medical supplies and protective gear, was taken as a coolie.

"Mr. Mills, does your waist still hurt?" Gomez watched him leaning on his waist from time to time, leaned close to him, and asked in a low voice, "How about I rub it for you?"

Mills picked up a set of protective clothing and threw it on his face: "Go away, who is next!"

"Good afternoon, Mr. Mills." Asa took the black protective clothing from him, looked at the red strangle marks on his bare/exposed wrist, and said sincerely: "Indulgence/desire is not good for the body, Pay more attention."

Mills stared at the deep red marks on his neck: "You're not much better."

"We're still young!" Covey, who was standing by and waiting for Samuel and the others, interjected nonchalantly.

Mills: "...It's my fault that I didn't exhaust you to death yesterday, but I still have the guts to make fun of me today."

Samuel popped up from behind him, and said with a smile, "Mr. Mills, what are the mechas over there for?" He pointed in the direction of a large dock, where more than a dozen mechas were parked. Not a basic type, but not a combat type either,

Mills pulled Asa aside and stuffed the protective suit into Samuel's hand: "That's a little trick the Scientific Research Office added for this training camp. These mechas will be hidden in various places on Planet ZR. Whoever finds it, of course, there is no limit/restriction on plundering, I think you all understand what this sentence means."

"Those who have already received the supplies, gather here!" Someone was waving a red flag not far away, and everyone gathered there. Asa was about to follow, but was stopped by Mills. Mills Rubbing Asa's hair, he quickly withdrew his hand before being struck down by him.

"I've wanted to do this for a long time," Mills laughed. "It's as soft as I thought it would be. Go get it together."

Asa covered the place he touched and didn't speak for a long time, and finally stepped forward to give Mills a hug amidst the urging: "You haven't wished us good luck, Mr. Mills."

Mills was taken aback by his action. He raised his hands high and didn't know how to put them down. While smelling the faint scent of red wine on his body, he also saw Gomez's resentful eyes. Even if he can't argue, it's not right to hug him back, and he doesn't dare to push people away. Asa let go of him before he was about to be shot//dead by Gomez's resentment light wave, turned around and ran away with big strides.

Mills looked at the straight back of the young man who was driving the mecha yesterday and pressed himself to the ground, shook his head helplessly, and said in a low voice, "...good luck, Asa."

Just as Asa found his place and stood up, he was poked on the back by Samuel behind him. He turned around suspiciously, and Samuel stuffed something into his hand. He took it over and saw With a few pink kitten candies in his hands, Samuel looked at the eyes he cast towards him, felt cold behind his back, and quickly pointed to the front left: "Major General Edmund asked me to give it to you, and I It doesn't matter."

Asa heard that and looked up. Edmund was standing behind Carlisle. When he saw him looking over, the corner of his mouth twitched. The smile was so faint that it could even be said to be fleeting, but it could also be seen in Asa's heart. Missed a beat.

Next was Carlisle's pre-training commentary, which Asa had heard from Edmund a long time ago. Asa had candy in his mouth, and the taste of sweet and greasy fruit candy filled his lips and teeth.

Before setting off, Edmund called him aside, lifted his collar with his hand, and took a bite on the gland at the back of his fair neck. With endless love in between: "Temporary mark." He said again, "Does it hurt?"

Asa shook his head obediently, tiptoed to leave a light kiss on his lips, turned and ran to the starship that was about to carry them to ZR star. When the starship took off, Asa looked out from the transparent window of the starship, Edmund's figure has turned into a small black dot.

He stroked the back of his neck, where Edmund smelled.

……

Two hours later, the starship arrived at Star ZR. The starship was only responsible for sending them here, and it didn't even stop for a moment before starting the return journey.

This training camp is a solo operation. Asa, like everyone else, has already put on a special protective suit. The material of the protective suit is very similar to the one that Mills gave him when he and Ressel were training in mecha combat. , but it seems that a great improvement has been made, without the tightness/sense of being close to the body, it can not only protect and resist wind and sand when worn on the body, but also is very breathable.

Stepping on the sandy ground of Star ZR, there was a gust of yellow sand in the face. Asa swayed and almost fell to the ground. Samuel walked behind him and reached out to help him: "Are you okay?"

"Thank you." Asa shook his head. He should be able to block the gust of wind and sand just now, but the sudden dizziness and nausea made him dizzy for a while, and now he has recovered.

Samuel let go of him and glanced at him again: "Be careful." After speaking, he turned and ran into the endless golden desert, disappearing among the undulating sand dunes.

Asa raised his head, the sky here was a bit different from the blue sky seen on Wright's first planet. It was almost noon, but the sky was slightly red, which was very strange.

For a period of ten days, if they survived to the end without sending out a distress signal, they would be considered as having passed the training test. However, they were only given supplies that could barely hold on for three or four days.

No limit to fighting, no limit to snatching.

Asa thought, this is probably the focus of this training camp.

Everyone dispersed, and Asa headed towards the depths of the desert along the higher sand dunes against the scorching sun. The most important thing now was to find a suitable place to camp tonight.

Asa found a leeward place, where there were several huge rocks, he was small, almost no one could see him when squatting here, a group of ALPHA ran past not far from the rocks, like on the run.

Also, in the case of insufficient supplies, it is inevitable to start plundering reserves in advance, Asa listened to the sound of someone running after ALPHA, thinking.

When there was no sound around, only the hunting sound of wind and sand blowing past his ears, Asa opened his backpack and re-counted the supplies he said he had: ten tubes of first-level red nutrients, four bags of dry bread, one A gun with an adjusted attack range has no attack power, but once it hits the emergency facility on the opponent's body, the opponent will be eliminated—and ten bottles of water.

Others include a medical kit, a blanket for warmth, and other protective rations.

Asa opened a bottle of water and took a sip, then put it back. The sweet water gently caressed his dry throat, making him feel much better.

He stared at the ten bottles of water.

water.

A tube of nutrients can support nearly half a day of ordinary energy consumption. For food, he can find a way to see if he can hunt anything, but water is a non-renewable resource after all, so he must think about how to store more clean water.

He put his backpack on his back, glanced at the direction of the two people he was chasing just now, and walked in the opposite direction to them.

There is no place in the desert that can be called a hiding place at all. It is as smooth as marble, and it does not provide any shade for people during the day, and it does not provide any shelter for people in the cold wind at night.

But I don't know whether it was Asa's good luck or bad luck. The good thing is that he didn't meet anyone, and the bad thing was that he walked back to the group of rocks where he was hiding before after walking for a long time, let alone found the opportunity. A, after he left, it seems that no one has been here yet, the wind and sand smoothed all the traces left by him, leaving only desolation.

As the sky was getting late, the wind and waves formed small whirlpools, one by one, rolling up and throwing the yellow sand down, back and forth, which meant that it was about to intensify. It seemed that there would be a strong wind tonight.

Asa pursed his lips, and decided to make a living here today. After checking around to make sure there was no one there, he went back to the shelter and sat in a place where the hot air had begun to become hotter than in the daytime. On the warm sand, he held up a handful of yellow sand with his hands, watched the yellow sand slip through his fingers, and suddenly thought of Edmund.

What is Mr. Edmund doing now?Are you busy with something or are you sitting behind the monitor with Mr. Mills and watching them?

He touched the gland at the back of his neck, Edmund's handsome face flashed in front of his eyes the moment he touched it, he hooked the corners of his lips, and took out the candy Edmund gave him from his pocket, but did not Opened it, just looked at it, and stuffed it back into the pocket.

"It's gone after you eat it, just look at it." He whispered to himself, put the backpack behind him, and leaned in as far as possible. There were actually rationed fluorescent sticks in the supply for lighting, but he didn't I don't plan to use it. In the desert night, you can't see your fingers. If a bright light suddenly appears, it will be strange if it doesn't attract people's attention.

He wrapped himself tightly in a blanket, and the rocks behind him blocked most of the wind and sand wolves. In the darkness, he could vaguely see sand waves surging forward, as if an invisible giant hand held the desert. After uncovering one layer after another, he just opened his eyes wide and stared at everything in the darkness.

Who knows what will come out of the darkness.

I don't know how long it took, the wind and sand gradually stopped, and Asa's little head began to shake little by little, and he was about to fall asleep, but at this moment, a faint light appeared in the darkness.

Asa's spirit froze, and he silently held the weapon in the backpack.

The light is approaching.

The author has something to say: resume update! !Make up the red envelope tomorrow! !Good night! !