nebula story

Lance also didn't quite understand: was it because he was still angry with this ignorant pariah, waiting for Chesu to beg him in person before he would let him go; or was he angry that he had meddled too much in this matter Woolen cloth?

But in this way, wouldn't he himself have to face a lowly untouchable, wouldn't he lose his face?

Slowly telling this fact to Chesu, guilt welled up in his heart: "You are still participating in the special training of a mech repairer as a pariah. Even so, won't you feel resentful and grudge because of it?" ?”

Seriously looking at Chesu's silent expression, he said solemnly: "Don't be afraid to tell the truth, I guarantee that no one will know your answer. I just want to confirm that a person who hates him and holds grudges against him cannot be placed in the Only by the side of the heir to the imperial throne, especially in times of dangerous war!"

Chesu frowned, and answered sullenly after a long while: "It's not because I'm resentful, I just really don't like him." Taking a peek at Lance, he confirmed that there was no sign of anger, and then he added a sentence cautiously and sincerely. , "However... I can treat him as air."

His eyes widened, and His Highness Lance finally let out a helpless laugh—has he ever experienced such an experience in the 25 years of his brother's dazzling and confident life, always being regarded as the center and pride of the empire?Thinking back to His Royal Highness Fern asking him about the progress of Chesu's injury every day, Lance confirmed one thing again: Absolutely, I can't let the emperor know a word today!

Jumping off the luxurious military convertible jeep, Chesu followed Lance and stood on a vast open-air training ground.In the car, they got through the special communication phone of the special training base, and the guide car in front of the barracks early in the morning brought them here directly instead of reporting to the office.

"Your characteristic enlistment procedures have already been completed, let's come here directly." Stepping on the familiar secret training base of the Royal Army, Lance's always gentle expression also revealed the unique vigor and eagerness of young people, smiling Looking at Chesu, "You don't want to take a rest first, do you?"

Staring blankly at the training ground over there, Chesu didn't answer.

Simulating the common desolate asteroid surface built on the training ground mixed with sand, dust and mineral crystals, several dark land combat mechas are fighting fiercely, the smoke and dust and broken mineral crystals are violently splashed, and there is no one around. There are only a few mechas fighting silently and violently killing people, giving people an extremely shocking feeling of excitement-not a simulated control, not a teaching tool, but a real combat mecha!

It is not as glamorous as the mecha models that I have seen on weekdays. The color of these mechas is even duller, but the figures that have not been scaled are proud and burly, and the heavy and flexible movements are shining with incomparable arrogance. And liveliness!

My saliva is about to drip.Don't you want to jump up and hug those real guys and take a bite? ... Lance looked at Chesu's slightly parted lips and bright eyes beside him with a smile.

At this moment, one of the two battle mechas on the field was already facing the opponent head-on, the engine hummed, and the huge mechanical legs dexterously stepped out of an incomparably exquisite angle. In the hidden shooting compartment at the elbow of the arm, the tongue of flame spit out brazenly, hitting the opponent's throat head-on!

Staggering back, the mecha opposite it tried to stabilize its figure and dodge far away, but it had no chance.The lightning-like firepower attack from the opposite mecha immediately bombarded, concentrated and landed around the scar where it was hit for the first time—the sky was full of smoke and dust, and the victory was decided!

Although the distance is far away, and although we know that this kind of training will never be equipped with real lethal firepower, one thing is absolutely certain, that is, if it is on a real battlefield, then the mecha pilot opposite him will either die or die. seriously injured!

"Are you excited?" Lance looked at the man who opened the cockpit of the victorious mecha and flew down the small gangway, and brought Chesu to meet him.

"Yeah!" Nodding vigorously, Chesu's eyes lit up, "I really want to see that big guy that was damaged. This kind of actual combat injury should be repaired differently from the textbook. It must be fun!"

"There is no chance for you to play with it now." Lance looked at him ironically, and shook his head. "Before the machine repair training, you have a lot of other training to do."

The man walking towards him was not tall. Even though he was wearing a thick control protective suit, his stalwart figure could not be hidden under the suit at all. The faint muscles were ready to emerge under the protective suit. He walked quickly to the front, He stood at attention expressionlessly towards Lance, and performed an imperial military salute with an impeccable posture: "Your Highness, Third Prince!"

Returning a military salute in the same standard, Lance nodded: "Colonel Vesta, long time no see." He turned his head and gestured slightly to Chesu, and he smiled gently: "I will leave this person to you, and he is Chesu." —— Wan After so many days, the reason has been reported to you, and in the next few days, you must train strictly to make him catch up with the progress of other students as soon as possible."

Glancing at Chesu, Colonel Vesta nodded and said, "Your Highness, please rest assured." Looking indifferently at Chesu's body, which was obviously younger and thinner than the average soldier, he said expressionlessly, "But there is nothing to do as much as possible." Try as much as possible, I really can't keep up with the progress, there are plenty of replacements in the imperial army."

"Okay, Major Vesta, don't scare him." Lance smiled slightly, then turned to comfort Chesu, "You can definitely do it."

Gritting his teeth slightly, Chesu nodded quickly.

"Let's go to the special training place for mechanics now, Your Highness the Third Prince?" Major Vesta looked at Chesu's slightly childish expression with red lips and white teeth, and a very faint strange color flickered across his brows.

"Okay, I also just want to say hello to Fan Zhong and see his progress. I heard that in the past month, his training results have almost caught up with the few outstanding students selected by the military academy?"

"Yes, Your Highness Lance." Colonel Vesta replied, "Lieutenant Van Chong's progress can be regarded as the best one, completely shoulder to shoulder with several military students who have undergone rigorous training. But the remaining few students sent by the Engineering Academy The students who come here are much inferior in terms of physical fitness.”

"Really? This is so gratifying." Lance couldn't help joking, "As Fan Zhong's partner, I'm very worried about being rejected by him now."

"No, Your Highness. I have seen your grades in various subjects in the military academy." Colonel Vesta replied flatly.

Chesu followed closely behind the two, and was suddenly surprised to find that the instructor's steady steps were almost equidistant from each step!

With his sharp vision and precise estimation, he can even visually judge that the error of these steps will never exceed one centimeter!Quietly staggering, he followed Vesta instructor step by step, imitating his precise steps playfully.

Soon, the three of them had come out along the field training ground and came to a row of closed training rooms.

Frowning and looking at Chesu's shabby homely clothes, Colonel Vesta stopped and called a corporal with his small communicator, pointing at Chesu: "Take him down to get a full set of military uniform. Put it on immediately before sending physical fitness training hall."

After waving goodbye to Chesu, Lance stepped into the special training hall in front of him.A set of oval-shaped simulated space capsules are neatly arranged in the center of the venue. In the middle of the dozen or so capsules, there are more than a dozen young figures sitting upright.

The translucent hatch is closed and rotates continuously, fast and slow, obviously simulating various extreme states of the pilot in the air.

Not long after, the warning light on the wall of the special training hall suddenly lit up, and the spinning space capsules all stopped moving and stopped slowly.

The translucent hatch opened leisurely, and eight or nine people crawled out from inside—yes, except for the two or three young people at the head who were slightly pale, most of the rest crawled with hands and feet, with pale faces. When they came out, one of them rushed to the corner and vomited violently!

Walking in front of the young man with a cold face, Colonel Vesta grabbed his collar: "Spit it out?"

The student's bloodless lips trembled slightly, and he nodded.

"Do you know what the only way to deal with maladjustment is?"

This time, the student shook his head.

Vesta said with a blank face: "It's just getting used to it and getting used to it."

Forcefully dragged the young student to the front of the space capsule, and forced him back!Pressing the closing mechanism of the space capsule with one hand, the elliptical space capsule started another round of crazy rotation.

Turning around and walking to the other people, he looked at Fan Zhong and the others whose complexions had returned to normal: "Your reactions can pass, today's training is over. You two—" He looked at the other two legs and feet still The trembling engineering student said, "After 5 minutes, you can do it twice, and then go back to the barracks."

Standing at attention in a standard manner, Fan Zhong gave a military salute to Instructor Vesta.Turning around and looking at His Royal Highness Lance, he saluted in the same way: "Your Highness, Third Prince."

After only this salute, he coldly looked away, didn't talk to Lance any more, turned around and walked out the door proudly.Lance was stunned, and quickly chased after him with a smile: "Student Fan Zhong, I'm here to visit you. How is it, have you been training hard recently?"

Stopping, Fan Zhong raised his handsome chin, and squinted at him rather unfriendlyly: "Thanks to your Highness, I don't think it's hard work."

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