nebula story

The slightly closed door of the bathroom was slowly pushed open, and several students inadvertently looked there, but they were all stunned.With a move in his heart, he suddenly turned his head, and Nan Zhuo stared blankly at the slender and lonely familiar figure at the door.

Without any expression, the boy at the door came over.Standing in front of them, he stared directly at the students with embarrassing faces.

Avoiding his gaze, several students suddenly felt that the eyes of this young man from the empire were so clear and transparent, there was no shame, no anger, only a bottomless calm.

"When I was in the imperial army, due to illness, I only received physical training for a short period of time, and I didn't receive systematic training." He said softly, looking a little dazed, "I didn't come from a major, and I didn't take any training. Learning, a lot of knowledge...I also learned very scatteredly. So what I teach you are all bits and pieces that I figured out by myself."

Looking at each other in embarrassment, everyone knew that he had heard all the conversations.

"But since I have decided to teach you, I will not hide my secrets. Because if I hide my secrets, I will push you one point closer to the death line." He said seriously and with difficulty, "Whether you believe me or not, please Do what I ask because that's all I can come up with."

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With a sharp pain in his heart, Nan Zhuo took a step forward.Just about to say something, Chesu shook his head slightly, preventing him from opening his mouth.

There was silence in the field, and finally a student whispered in shame: "Sorry, we are overthinking."

Although there is a little suspicion, but these days have been receiving training from this gentle and lonely boy, looking at the beautiful face that belongs to the boy, and seeing the trance and sadness that often appear on that face, the students are indeed very difficult. There was no real hostility towards him.

Bypassing them, Chesu walked towards the bathroom door.

Looking at each other, several federal mechanic trainees lowered their heads, silently saluted Nan Zhuo, and left embarrassingly.

Standing in front of the sink, Nan Zhuo remained motionless.

After a while, the door reopened, and Chesu came out from inside.Raising his eyes to see Nan Zhuo, he was a little dazed, and his delicate brows were slightly frowned.

Seeing his frown, Nan Zhuo's heart skipped a beat, and the opening remarks that he had thought about countless times turned into nothing but speechlessness.Looking fixedly at Chesu, he greeted in a low voice after a while: "Hey... hello."

Chesu walked to the pool a little restrainedly, and said in a low voice, "Hello."

The two people who were familiar with each other, separated by a distance of less than one meter, were silent.

Scrubbing his hands under the running water, Chesu lowered his head and did not look at Nan Zhuo again.His eyes fell on his slender fingers, and he suddenly caught a glimpse of those two fingers whose knuckles were slightly thicker than other fingers. Nan Zhuo's heart seemed to be stabbed by something for a moment.

After taking a step, he suddenly reached out and held Chesu's hand under the water.Almost trembling, he finally uttered: "Chesu, are your hands okay?"

As if taken aback, Chesu was stunned, and slowly withdrew his hand.

Shaking off the drops of water on his hands, he looked at Nan Zhuo and smiled slightly: "It's fine...it's nothing."

Looking at Nan Zhuo's dark eyes, his eyes softened, and he added softly: "It's been a long time ago, really. That Dean Fu is very good, he helped me make a lot of special treatment plans .”

Stretching out his hand, he tried to stretch his slender pale fingers quickly, and smiled: "Look, there is no problem at all."

Staring at the callus that grew out after healed, Nan Zhuo looked away after a while: "After a while, I will work with you to demonstrate the combat and the machine repair partner."

Chesu nodded: "Yes, I know. They told me about it."

Not knowing how to answer the conversation, the two fell into silence again.

Slowly feeling that the air around him was so stagnant that he was about to suffocate, Nan Zhuo nodded: "Okay, see you in the control room later."

The moment he turned around and put his hand on the doorknob, Chesu's hesitant voice came from behind him.

"Nanzhuo?..."

With a slight shock, Nan Zhuo turned around quickly.

With his back to the sun, Chesu by the sink in the bathroom was covered with faint sunlight, but he didn't feel any warmth at all. It only made people feel sad and lonely.

Walking over slowly, Chesu looked at him with a guilty expression: "Nanzhuo, I'm sorry."

Staring at his sharpened chin, Nan Zhuo took a deep breath, his voice a little hoarse: "I'm sorry, did you say sorry to me?"

Looking at the familiar young man in front of him, Chesu suddenly found that Nan Zhuo's sunny and playful smile had completely disappeared, green stubble covered his chin, and his eyes became sharper and deeper.

"Ah... yes." Chesu looked at him quietly, "You came to visit me at my house a while ago, but I didn't come out to see you, please don't mind."

Looking at him wordlessly, the pain in Nan Zhuo's eyes turned into a strange expression.

Taking a step forward, he was suppressing some emotion, staring closely at Chesu's soft eyes: "Chesu, you are so cruel."

Looking at him in astonishment, Chesu was a little confused.But he didn't ask anything, he just looked at Nan Zhuo blankly for a while, with big black eyes open.

Reaching out and grabbing him suddenly, Nan Zhuo suddenly gritted his teeth: "Chesu! Please give me a little bit of a normal reaction! It's okay to hate me, it's okay to hate me, just don't act like a saint like this!"

Gripping Chesu's thin wrist tightly, he sneered: "I hate your never-resenting attitude. I'd rather you hold a knife to my throat like before, than see you the other way around. Say sorry to me, do you understand!?"

Looking at him silently, Chesu frowned and wanted to break free from his strength.But that man's strength is so amazing, he tried his best, but he still couldn't get out of trouble.

Giving up the struggle, Chesu stared at Nan Zhuo, with a hint of sadness in his dark eyes: "Sorry, I..."

Nan Zhuo suddenly broke out and roared angrily: "I said, don't listen to you say sorry to me in turn!"

"Ah... that's fine." The boy opposite him smiled bitterly, "We won't talk about that anymore."

Looking at his gentle eyebrows, Nan Zhuo finally let go of his hand in frustration and frustration, took a staggered step, and leaned against the wall behind him.

"Chesu, you did it on purpose, didn't you?" He said in a low voice, laughing bitterly at himself, "You smiled at each of us without any resentment, so that we would feel more indebted to you, so that we could stab each other with a knife. pierced our hearts."

Frowning slightly, Chesu looked at him blankly, stammering a little: "I...I didn't." A little dazed, there were many faces floating in front of him, and after all, sadness rose up in his heart like heavy sand.

"Nanzhuo, I really didn't do it on purpose." He said with difficulty, with a bleak smile on his thin lips, "I've thought about it for a long time, and it seems that I really can't find anyone to resent..."

After thinking about it, he was a little dazed.It's not that no one can resent at all, for example, the old general of the Xie family who has never met, his own grandfather.

However, the old man had already passed away, and it became impossible to even ask him personally.

No one really meant to harm him, and no one was responsible for what happened to him.Going around, although he has such a deep bond and concern with the two camps, he has also become a wandering soul in the interstellar.

"Nan Zhuo, if my existence makes you suffer, I'm really sorry." He whispered, there were light blue marks under his slightly haggard eye circles, "I'm just... a person without identity."

"That's because you can't think about it!" Nan Zhuo was angry and anxious, "The Federation and the Empire are fighting for you!"

"Fighting to want me?" Chesu smiled slightly, but there was no smile in his eyes. "The Federation wants me because it wants to know the secret in my heart. The Empire wants me..."

He stopped talking, and his voice finally trembled a little: "Over there, if the two-person mechas from the Federation are seen going to the sky, do you think they will still want to take me back?"

Silently looking at the thin young man in front of him, meeting his dazed and gloomy eyes, Nan Zhuo saw his appearance a year ago.

On the beautiful uninhabited planet, that radiant, stubborn yet gentle boy seems to have completely disappeared, and it seems to be another person who fiercely pressed the transmission rod against his throat in order to grab a sip of water.

The occasional mischievous smile and the bright and clear eyes seemed to have been taken away or broken up, leaving only a body with a still handsome face.

Stretching out his hand slowly, Nan Zhuo lightly stroked Chesu's face across from him, as if just touching the water, and quickly retracted it, as if just wanting to confirm that the thin young man in front of him is not a flat and lifeless painting scroll.

The sadness in my heart was like a polar snowstorm, beating Nan Zhuo's desolate heart crazily.Finally stretching out his strong arm, he embraced Chesu's shoulder, and said shyly: "Chesu, don't think about it... Your real home is always in the Federation. Stay at ease and forget about the past in your life." 18 years, okay?"

Staring deeply at Chesu's black pupils that were close at hand, he saw his own reflection: "One should always look forward, not always remember the past."

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Silent control demonstration hall.Compared with just now, there were only mechanic trainees, and now there are more than 100 elite pilots from the Federal Flight Battalion.

Seeing Nan Zhuo walking slowly into the demonstration hall, almost everyone straightened their backs excitedly, and almost stood up in unison!Their battalion commander originally thought that he died a year ago, but recently he vaguely knew that he had returned safely, and finally saw him today!

Looking at the faces that most of them are familiar with, Nan Zhuo's heart was also slightly agitated.Wordlessly, he walked to the single control room at the front, and put on the headset.

"Hi everyone, I'm back." He looked down at his subordinates with sharp and bright eyes, and gently signaled Chesu who had been quietly waiting beside him, "Next, I will demonstrate the cooperative driving and control of two partners together with the mechanic , all main combat pilots and mechanics are invited to observe carefully."

After a pause, he added coldly: "Use your eyes more and your mouth less."

On the huge light curtain behind the two of them, three side-by-side images silently flashed, the actual combat simulation image in the middle took up a full two-thirds, and the small images split on both sides were close-ups of Nan Zhuo and Chesu's hand movements small screen.

The blue light flashes, the simulation of the two-person cabin starts, and a brand-new majestic two-person mech emerges!There was a suppressed exclamation below, and all the soldiers and mechanics stared wide-eyed in surprise.

So fast!Although this top-secret news has already been known, no one thought that the Federation's new generation of mechs would actually be quietly developed and formed in such a short period of time!All of a sudden, these young soldiers felt that their blood was boiling and their fighting spirit was burning!

Being pressed down by the empire's two-person mecha, the air disadvantage lasted for a whole year, not only sacrificed countless troops, but also paid the lives of countless soldiers, and even the combat of the ground troops often came to a deadlock due to the empire's air strikes. dilemma.

Well now, with a new generation of federal air weapons that can rival the imperial mechs, even with more optimized core programs and more powerful engines, their federal air force will never endure the kind of sad and desperate air strikes again!

Without saying anything superfluous, Nanzhuo and Chesu in the control and training room of the center have tacitly equipped helmets and various five-color data connections. As the prompt sound of the simulated battle began, they started to operate almost in no particular order. !

On the huge light curtain, phantom-like movements flowed like a storm, pouring rapidly under Nan Zhuo's hands.These days, Nan Zhuo has already mastered the latest controls and functions of the control console, and Nan Zhuo concentrates on his own control console in front of him, with nothing in front of his eyes or in his heart.

——Hit the enemy plane, perfect and precise, no flaws and mistakes are allowed!The commander of the elite flight battalion, who usually had a lazy smile and an unruly expression, finally revealed a side that could only be seen in the pilot of the mech at this moment.

Beside him, Chesu's expression was quiet and indifferent, but his slender fingers had a swiftness that was different from the expression on his face.Elegant and calm, without embarrassment, every piece of programming flows out like water, like the most skilled piano performance in the world.

There was a complete silence below, and all the students and soldiers held their breath.The combat pilots stared at Nan Zhuo's movements, while the mechanics were afraid of missing any string of characters from Chesu.

——Can I do the series of evasive movements that Battalion Commander Nan Zhuo just did?Even if you can barely do it, will it be a few seconds slower?

——The programming and input of the young instructor of the empire is so fast and powerful, I can never program it so perfectly! ...But can my input be as fast as his, or even a little faster?Many of the careful and intelligent mechanic students noticed one thing: the boy from the empire really only operated eight fingers.The ring finger and little finger of the left hand have been slightly tilted, and in the swift and flying hand movements, it looks particularly abrupt and weird.

And there were a few times, it seemed that it was out of habit, that his two fingers also hit down, but that obviously brought about misuse.Bad personal manipulation habits?Or... those two fingers have no strength?

Silently estimating Chesu's faster and faster hand speed, many people still sighed in frustration.Even if he didn't use all his fingers, the boy's hand speed was still astonishing. In a state of almost no thinking, his smooth movements and quick thinking were enough to make all knowledgeable people feel ashamed.

It's amazing!The cooperation of these two people!