nebula story

His knees were rubbed painfully, and he was dragged by the half mop and knelt down in front of the bathtub. The clear water in front of him suddenly approached, and the next moment, his head was pushed into the water that had just been filled in the bathtub.

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Struggling hard, the sharp pain on the shoulder was even more painful.

Dazed in the water, knowing that no matter how fierce the struggle is, it is difficult to escape the humiliation in front of him, Chesu closed his eyes tightly, not to waste the little oxygen in his chest.Half a minute, 1 minute, 2 minutes. ...

A few minutes later, there was a sudden violent and explosive struggle from the bottom of the water, and Chesu, who finally couldn't stand the suffocation, began to shake his head vigorously.

Pressing down on the underwater movement even harder, looking at the strings of water bubbles suddenly rising from the bottom of the water, Bauer coldly simulated the timing in his heart.

Finally, the people at the bottom choked on enough water and slowly stopped struggling, and the strength they felt under their wrists completely disappeared.After silently counting to an integer, Bauer let go of his hand leisurely, and pulled the limp boy out of the water.

Throwing the unconscious Chesu on the ground, Bauer kicked him on the side contemptuously: "Sure enough, the lung capacity is very poor. With such a little effort, it won't work."

Frowning, he looked at the drenched boy on the ground with a slightly bulging belly. Lu Mo beside him was a little uneasy: "Hey, don't play too much."

"I know, don't worry. I don't really want to kill someone." Shrugging his shoulders and sneering, Bauer casually pulled Chesu over, took off his shirt unhurriedly, and put him on the edge of the bathtub , skillfully and continuously squeezed his back, and grinned triumphantly at Lu Mo: "How? I haven't forgotten the first aid method I learned in the military academy!"

Streams of water vomited out of the unconscious Chesu's mouth. After a while, with a slight groan, the head of the drooping young man on the edge of the bath moved slightly, and he woke up.

With a half-smile, he stretched out his hand to pick up the limp Chesu from the side of the bath, and Baoer grabbed his wet black hair and brought him to his eyes: "How is it? Did the special endurance training given to you by the officer taste good?"

Opening his eyes slightly in a daze, Chesu, who just woke up from the suffocation coma, was in a trance for a while.

A string of water drops fell from the wet hair, along his beautiful eyebrows, and landed on the wet eyelashes, and it was about to fall.

After a while, the drops of water on the eyelashes finally drooped slightly and fell on his chest, giving people the illusion of teardrops.

Slightly frowning, looking at Chesu leaning against the bath with half-naked upper body panting slightly, Lu Mo suddenly felt a little strange—it was obviously a common thing in the military camp, but how did it happen to this untouchable boy? Is it the same as two street gangsters?

Lu Mo couldn't help yelling in a rough voice: "Why are you crying? I told you earlier to pack up and go home as soon as possible, so as not to suffer this crime."

The panting in his chest gradually calmed down, Chesu raised his eyes and glanced at the two of them lightly.

When Lu Mo caught his gaze, he was taken aback: those eyes were clear and clean, but there was absolutely no mist or tears in his eyes.

On the contrary, compared to the innocence and confusion that occasionally flashed in his eyes at the beginning, there is a faint indifference and contempt in the black eyes of this drenched, weak and panting teenager.

"Unconvinced?" Apparently noticing Chesu's unruly expression like him, Bauer looked gloomy, and raised his foot to step on Chesu's half-topped chest.

Forced to raise her chest slightly, Chesu's naked back was stuck to the tiles on the edge of the bath, conveying the ruthlessness of inorganic matter coldly.

"Ten days later, I will definitely pass the test." Looking directly at the violent man in front of him, he bit his lips tightly, and the words he uttered softly seemed to have a bit of pity, "I don't Will quit. Lieutenant Ball, whatever is on your mind, give up.  …”

The water splashed, and Lu Mo stared blankly at Bauer who suddenly pushed Chesu into the pool again in a rage, a little at a loss.

1 minute, 2 minutes, 3 minutes. ... This time, he did not experience the violent struggle like the last time, his strength had already been exhausted by the intensive special training during the day and the suffocation just experienced, Chesu soon fell into a second coma at the bottom of the water.

After waiting for a long time, but there was no sign of Ball letting go, Lumer finally couldn't help but pull Ball away from the pool heavily: "Okay! Although he is just a pariah, even if he misses by a nobleman Death is not a big deal, but after all, he is the person appointed by His Highness the Crown Prince, if something goes wrong, I'm afraid it will be difficult to explain!"

Panting and standing aside, Ball watched gloomyly as his classmate Lu Mo began to frantically give first aid to Chesu, who was unconscious from drowning.

This time, it took significantly longer to wake up than last time, Lu Mo's expression was not good as he kept squeezing the accumulated water in Chesu's stomach.

Staring at the slightly rolling eyeballs under the eyelids of the boy on the ground, Bauer twisted his shoulder with his hands, and the boy's shoulder under his hand caused a sharp pain due to his movement. He clenched his teeth and did not utter a groan.

Listening to it, Bauer whispered sullenly: "I will come every night for the remaining ten days. ——If you don't get out, I guarantee that the lung capacity training specially made for you will continue to increase."

Ten days later, the Royal Army's special training base welcomed the visit of the two princes on time.

The progress of the ten-person machine repair training team has now shifted from the blueprint stage to the familiarization of parts. In the carefully configured parts warehouse, various parts are neatly arranged on the fixed racks.

Titanium transmission rods, energy bar storage bins, the most common hydraulic pipes of different sizes and models, as small as a nut whose thread accuracy can only be confirmed by a machine, as large as the central computer-controlled main chip with dense internal circuits, all lie silently In their respective exclusive location areas, there is a low-key or proud metallic light shining.

Comparing with the latest two-person mecha parts structure diagram memorized in my mind, I found a complete set of vulnerable spare parts in the parts area as huge as the deep sea within the specified time. In the military training parts warehouse, a dozen young figures were nervous. Standing silently in front of the rack, doing daily training.

The hand speed was fast, there was only the occasional sound of metal collisions in the warehouse, but no one was laughing or talking.

A round of timing finally stopped, staring at the timing ranking table on the small light curtain display board in his hand, Colonel Vesta made a simple storage, and then came to the two princes who had been standing quietly behind the warehouse watching the training. A standard military salute: "Hello, Your Highness!"

Seeing the icy blue eyes of His Royal Highness Fern almost overflowing with cold anger, Colonel Vesta sighed in his heart, vaguely understanding why this imperial prince, who has always been known for his strict discipline and self-discipline, behaved like this unhappy.

As soon as he entered the door, His Highness's eyes quickly wandered around the room. Obviously, when he found that there were still only nine people in the venue, the expression in his eyes began to show signs of an attack.

Looking at him, Highness Fern didn't show any expression at all: "Ten days ago, Colonel, you assured me that my exclusive mechanic partner would definitely pass the test on time and catch up with his companions?"

Looking around at a row of young students neatly lined up in the parts warehouse, he said coldly, "I want to know where he is now."

Colonel Vesta said calmly: "Reporting to His Royal Highness, Corporal Chesu has indeed not passed the comprehensive physical fitness test. This is my mistake—I have not been able to make a correct judgment on his physical fitness."

"Is his performance that bad?" His Highness Fern asked coldly, "I remember you said last time that he was only a little behind. Now that ten days have passed, can't he make some progress?"

Frowning slightly, Colonel Vesta sighed helplessly as he thought about Chesu's final comprehensive physical fitness test yesterday.

"Yes, Your Highness. I'm sorry. Although I have made a special plan, Chesu's performance has been declining. I think he really can't stand this kind of intensive training, and there is no need for it." fighting spirit and spirit.”

Yes, Colonel Vista judged one thing from Chesu's beautiful skin and innocent eyes when he saw it at the first sight: Although his identity is a pariah, this is not a person who has really worked at the bottom. Children of hard labor.

In the manors of many aristocrats, there are some beautiful pariah girls or teenagers who never engage in manual labor. Of course, some of them are to meet the physical needs of the aristocrats, but most of them are only engaged in serving tea and water. A servant, to satisfy the master's vanity and satisfaction.

Obviously, Chesu is also such an existence.

Just like this Chesu whom he had vaguely hoped for, the tenacity shown in the initial training is in stark contrast to the weakness gradually revealed now, especially in the past ten days, when he heard that he failed the special training After being driven home, not only did he not inspire any fighting spirit, but he showed an extremely disappointing laziness and laxity.

——The training performance is getting worse and worse, and gradually began to ignore his orders. Just a few days ago, he accidentally discovered from the surveillance video of the training ground that shortly after he left the training task and left, Chesu dared to secretly lie on the ground and fell asleep alone!

No matter how hard and tiring it is, no student has ever dared to be so blatantly lazy in broad daylight, right?

The dazed and tired look on Chesu's face, who was awakened by his angry reprimand, appeared in his mind, and Colonel Vesta looked at His Highness Fern calmly: "In view of Corporal Chesu's performance and physical fitness, I suggest that you do as His Highness said. According to the statement, he will be removed from the special training team of machine repair, and suitable candidates will be selected as soon as possible.”

After saying a word, there was silence in the machine repair parts warehouse.Fan Zhong, the captain at the far end of the queue, frowned, with a deep sense of disappointment in his eyes. --how come?That genius boy who had never really fought against him, but gave him a heavy blow, didn't even pass the initial physical training, and hadn't even been exposed to the machine repair training, so he was going to leave in such a sad way?

Beside him, the expressions of the other students were even more exciting. The seemingly calm Lieutenant Bauer's eyes flickered with surprise and pride, but there was a very strange look in the eyes of Allen, who was not noticed on the other side.

Staring at Colonel Vista's face, Fern asked, "Where is he now?"

"Yesterday's final test failed. I ordered him to stop all training in the dormitory and wait for your ruling today."

His Highness Fern was silent, and said coldly for a long while: "Call him here."

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