nebula story

Within a few tenths of a second that the naked eye could not catch, the two mechas passed by. The dark red one-man mecha was turned on one step earlier before their weapons had completed the short-range calibration, and a bunch of golden The particle cannon whizzed past Xingyun No. [-]'s side chest!

There was a slight "click" sound of parts breaking, which was faithfully transmitted to many nearby mechs through the audio capture device.It greatly encouraged the mood of all federal sergeants, but it also shocked the hearts of the few remaining imperial pilots!

Zhuangruo frantically wanted to jump over to rescue him, but each one was tightly entangled by dozens of mechas from the Federation. Isolated, they could only support each other!

Just when all the people in the empire were burning with anxiety, a shocking scene suddenly happened on Xingyun [-].

Cleverly changing the angle in an instant, the two-person mecha driven by His Royal Highness Fern glides smoothly, and a vague figure quietly appears on the chest of the mecha. ...the mechanic!He finally ventured out of the cabin!

I couldn't help exclaiming at the same time, whether it was a federal sergeant or an imperial pilot who was familiar with the two-person mecha maintenance mode, his heart was full of shock.This is the battlefield of life and death, this is the actual combat space full of guns and bullets, not a simulation program that can be restarted!

Staring at Xingyun No. [-], which was escaping in an extremely fast and steady flight mode, a trace of anger finally appeared on the face of Federation ace pilot Nan Zhuo.

Although he wanted to capture the crown prince of the empire alive, his mechanic was obviously not included.And now that mechanic dares to despise his existence so much, under the firepower of so many federal mechas, openly leave the cabin for external maintenance?

Squinting his eyes, Nan Zhuo's subordinates have already completed the filling of ten bursts of particle cannons in an instant. ——With such strength, it is definitely more than enough to kill the mechanic outside the mecha, but it is not enough to completely destroy the thick mecha itself. The imperial prince inside must be captured alive and brought back to the Federation as a prisoner of war!

However, among the ten shells, none of them could actually hit.The Xingyun No. [-], which seemed to be in jeopardy, flew strangely in a disordered arc, and every time it was in the nick of time, it finally escaped the bite and pursuit of a poisonous snake behind it.

Dozens of federal mechas quickly surrounded the Xingyun No. [-] from the left and right sides, and after a unified order to lower the intensity of the artillery, they rushed away like a waterfall.At this moment, the figure outside the Xingyun No. [-] machine suddenly flickered and disappeared on the back of the mecha!

The teeth of the Federation ace pilot Nan Zhuo suddenly itched with hatred.It's done, under the attack of so many encircling and suppressing mechs, that damn mechanic has obviously finished his work, and swaggered back to the cabin!

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Turning over and returning to the passageway of the dark cabin, Chesu gasped heavily, his legs trembling slightly.Unlike Nan Zhuo's anger, the external maintenance he performed obviously did not have any "swaggering" meaning.The high-speed speed, the streamer of flames whistling in the ear, even if there is a high-strength adsorption plate to fix the body, but every step out, it still seems to be dancing on the tip of a knife, wandering in front of the gate of hell!

Without any pause, he has already sprinted back to his mechanic position, and started preparing for the next round of auxiliary mechanic. ...Beside him, Her Highness Fern's expression didn't seem to change, but his hands were trembling slightly where Chesu couldn't see.

Not from fatigue, but nervousness from worrying too much.

He quickly agreed to Chesu's request to get out of the cabin without the slightest hesitation.There is no need for Chesu to explain, he understands better than anyone else that in such an extremely dangerous situation, getting out of the cabin to ensure the combat effectiveness of their mechs is the only chance; if they hesitate, what awaits them is only possible die at the same time.

Without making eye contact or even having time to say a word or two, Fern and Chesu sat side by side in the two-person mecha, equally sweaty and engrossed!

This is the common battlefield of the two of them, and it may also be their last life time.

In the sky full of stars, His Royal Highness Fern watched the last Imperial mech being destroyed by the Federation armor in front of them, and said lightly: "Chesu, I'm sorry."

"Your Highness, don't say that." Chesu looked forward.

His Highness Fern's expression was cold and resolute: "I will start to explode soon, do you understand?"

Chesu nodded, and said softly, "Yes, you can die, but you must never be captured."

The control in his hands was still smooth and gorgeous, but a bitterness flashed through His Highness Fern's heart: Chesu...he didn't have to die.

"If you use the escape pod to jump out of the plane, there is a chance." He said suddenly.

Chesu smiled slightly, and finally turned his head to look at him in his spare time: "Your Highness, you forgot—I voluntarily accompany you on the battlefield."

There was an unspeakable agitation in my heart, and His Royal Highness Fern said nothing.

No one knows better than him that once this young man insists on something, no one can change his mind.

At this moment, their bodies shook suddenly at the same time, and Xingyun No. [-] was finally surrounded by dozens of mechas from the side. The long-range artillery hit them again.

Thousands of miles away from this strange cloud of chaotic rocks, a troop composed of hundreds of imperial mechas is scrambling around, and the follow-up support ships have also gathered more than a dozen, and they are still growing rapidly. ——But all the communications from the crown prince have disappeared, and the strong, never-before-seen electromagnetic interference disrupted their positioning in this terrifying strange nebula, knowing that His Royal Highness the crown prince is in extreme danger But at this time they completely lost their traces!

"Marshal Green, still haven't contacted any mecha?" After receiving the information, His Royal Highness Lance, who hurriedly led the commander's mecha brigade, was extremely anxious, and his voice came from the real-time line.

"Yes, I have adjusted the transmitter to the maximum power, but I still haven't received a response!" Marshal Green, who has always been calm and steady, has also become faster than usual, and his eyes are slightly bloodshot - he has lost contact for 10 minutes. , there is no specific direction instruction, in this vast belt of chaotic rock nebula, finding a few hundred small mechs is undoubtedly a needle in a haystack.

In the communicator, Fan Zhong suddenly said decisively: "Marshal, it is not an option to go on like this. I suggest to disperse the troops to search immediately."

"However, if you spread them out, what's the use of finding them?" Lance couldn't help retorting a little anxiously, "Three or five mechas rush up, and they won't be able to rescue them at all!"

Ignoring him, Fan Zhong continued to insist on his father: "It's better to scatter and try your luck than hundreds of mechas running around in groups."

After thinking for a few seconds, Marshal Green quickly agreed with him.That's right, although it will take more time to scatter and search and then gather to rush, it is also more efficient than aimless group bumping.

"Your Highness Lance, you stay and sit in command. All the troops that have rushed to the vicinity are divided into groups of four by themselves, fanned out at subdivided angles, and quickly launched a search!"

"Marshal, Fan Zhong and I are going too." His Royal Highness Lance suddenly activated the mecha.

Suddenly taken aback, Marshal Green's voice suddenly became heavier: "Your Highness, you can't go!"

"My brother and his partner are dead or alive in a certain nebula in front of us. What does the marshal mean for me to stay where I am?" His Royal Highness Lance said coldly, the mecha under him did not stop, carrying him and Fan Zhong suddenly rushed towards the dark and deep star field.

"Third Highness, have you forgotten?!" Marshal Green raised his voice anxiously, "His Royal Highness Fern's life and death are unknown, and you are the second in line to the imperial throne—the two of you must not appear in the same battle. The iron law of the royal family!"

"There are no iron rules!" His Royal Highness Lance insisted on his handsome and soft face at the moment, "Marshal, please don't say more."

"Absolutely not! You..."

Staring at the front in silence, Fan Zhong suddenly spoke, interrupting his father's words: "Marshal, please rest assured.——We are just going to investigate."

What can I do if I don't worry?Looking anxiously and angrily at the blurred picture on the monitor, Marshal Green's fists were clenched white.For decades, he had never felt such a feeling of powerlessness and uneasiness, tightly entangled in his heart.

The second prince has been sick for a long time, and he needs someone to take care of him even in his daily life, so there is absolutely no possibility of taking the throne.And now, on the dangerous battlefield ahead, the only two princes who have the right to inherit are unexpectedly involved, what if something unexpected happens?

He suddenly shivered slightly.

In addition to the two heirs of the empire, there was also Fan Zhong in the rocky nebula that instantly swallowed all the mecha figures.

Although he was not noble enough to be compared with the princes, he was also his only excellent only son. For the past 20 years, he loved him more than his own life.

On the thermal imager, there is still a mass of emptiness.What appears on the screen is always the meteorite fragments and space junk coming at a fast speed.

Flying forward at full speed, the mechas driven by Lance and Fan Zhong made an astonishing trajectory in the air.In the unbearable silence, suddenly, on the imager in front, a small blurry, faintly beating mass of heat finally appeared!

In this deserted and chaotic cloud belt in space, what is the greatest possibility for this kind of characteristic heat mass? ...

With ecstasy in his heart, Lance accelerated the speed of the mecha to the limit, and rushed towards the area.If there is still heat being captured, it means one thing: the fight is on!

"Your Highness, be careful to hide your whereabouts." Fan Zhong reminded beside him.

Frowning slightly, Lance patiently followed his advice.Yes, it's better not to be discovered by possible enemies until a confirmation message is sent.

Quietly bypassing an extremely large space meteorite, the hearts of Lance and Fan Zhong were shocked at the same time!

Like a lion surrounded by a group of wolves, the familiar Xingyun No. [-] is still supported by blood, and it seems that it may be on the verge of falling at any time in the gust of waterfall bullets. , Thrilling escape in the rush of firepower.

It's like a mountain eagle coming out proudly through the dark clouds before the storm is about to come; it's also like a flat boat swaying on the water in a tsunami, but it always stands on the top of the wind and waves!

"Attention all support troops! In the direction of twelve o'clock, the specific coordinates are X179.8, Y004.2, and ZZ327.8. Xingyun No. [-] is found, and it is fighting hard. All combat forces are here at full speed!"

Fan Zhong immediately turned on the encrypted frequency band of all channels, and Shen Sheng gave directions to the clueless allies.Just as he finished saying this, he made a sudden move, preventing Lance from jerking up the joystick.

"Your Highness, what do you want?" He asked coldly.

"Of course I rushed to rescue them. Didn't you see the plight of Brother Huang and the others?" Lance said anxiously.

"You're crazy." Fan Zhong reprimanded mercilessly, pointing to the battle group ahead, "Hundreds of battle armor encircled and suppressed, let's go there, last for at most 10 minutes, the possibility of being killed is more than [-]%!"

Looking at him in shock, Lance showed real anger on his gentle and gentle face: "Fan Zhong! You mean, because of the danger, we stayed back and watched the emperor and Chesu die at any time? !"

"Your Highness, can't you tell that if the enemy didn't want to capture His Highness alive, they shouldn't have any chance of survival?" Fan Zhong said coldly, "The reinforcements of the large army will arrive soon, and all we can do is wait!"

Lance's face was extremely ugly. Turning his face away, he no longer looked at Fan Zhong, but suddenly lifted the accelerator lever and rushed forward!

Leaning over his body suddenly, Fan Zhong swiftly swung his fist, abruptly interrupting Lance's control, the advancing mecha suddenly trembled, and changed direction crookedly.

"Fan Zhong, you!" Lance was startled and angry, he didn't care about being hit by Fan Zhong on the left side of the face, and hurriedly started to calibrate his direction, but before he finished, he saw Fan Zhong's fist strike again from the corner of his eye!

Instantly switching the flight mode to autopilot, he quickly turned his head to avoid Fan Zhong's punch. "what are you doing?!"

"Stop you." Fan Zhong stopped, and coldly unfastened the fixing belt of the machine repair seat. His tall and fit body jumped up from the seat in an instant, and he was ready to fight.

"……why!?"

"Marshal Green warned when he came that the two heirs to the throne must not die at the same time." Fan Zhong's voice was clear and calm, "If you go now, you will die."

Turning his head to look at Xingyun No. [-], which was full of bullets on the surveillance screen, Lance's eyes were bloodshot: "Marshal Green? Are you talking about your father?"

His eyes sharpened suddenly, and Fan Zhong looked at him coldly: "At this moment, he is just my superior."

Gritting his teeth anxiously, Lance lost his usual gentleness and composure: "Is the Marshal worried about me, or his son?!"

"Your Highness, you are insulting my father." Fan took a heavy breath and suddenly suffocated, saying every word.

"I won't listen to your father's damn order. If you are afraid of death, open the escape pod and leave." Lan Sijun turned his head to start operating with a cold face, "Don't stop me from saving Brother Huang and Chesu !"

Unmoved at all, Fan Zhong rushed forward, and a gust of wind in his hand hit Lance.In a hurry, Lance also untied the fixing belt, turned around and punched his partner!

In the mecha cabin, which was so narrow that it was almost difficult to turn around, two figures who were also fighting each other with all their strength fought together.

"Fan Zhong, I'm the main driver, you must obey my orders." Gritting his teeth, Lance hit Fan Zhong's ribs mercilessly with his solid elbow.

With a muffled grunt, he couldn't turn his body away in the narrow cabin. Fan Zhong suffered the blow forcefully. His handsome face twisted in pain. He flew up and hit Lance's calf, successfully causing Lance to stumble. Reeling, half-kneeling on the ground: "I am a soldier, and I obey the orders of the higher level!"

"Shut up!" Lance opened his eyes angrily, hugged Fan Zhong who was close at hand, and punched him hard in the face, which immediately brought a black bruise, "Brother Huang and Chesu There, you want us to hide!"

Without further answering, Fan Zhong calmly looked at a gap, kicked away Lance who continued to beat him up, turned over to bully him when he fell, and suppressed him with all his strength, mercilessly choking him with both hands Lance's neck!

Forced to suffocate by this fierce attack, Lance's handsome face was flushed.His hand happened to touch a hard object on the ground, and in desperation, he didn't know the severity, so he hit Fan Zhong's back of the head with his hand.

There was a sudden burst of gold stars, and Fan Zhong felt a dull pain in the back of his head.Damn, the warm liquid flowed down, must have broken the head!Suppressing the dizziness, he continued to tighten his grip on Lance, and then released it slightly after a while, precisely leaving time for the noble prince not to suffocate to death.

Seeing Lance cough violently in pain, he quickly tore off the spare fixed cable on his mechanic's position, turned Lance roughly over, and began to bind his wrists.

The powerlessness brought about by suffocation has not been relieved. Although Lance struggled hard, he couldn't escape Fan Zhong's cold and professional binding technique.

After confirming that Lance was tied like a rice dumpling, Fan Zhong stood up out of breath, returned to the pilot's seat, and began to adjust the flight mode.

On the surveillance screen, the figure of Xingyun No. [-] is getting further and further away.But it can still be seen from here that another intense white light shot out from the leading Federation fighter plane, and precisely hit a certain part of Xingyun No. [-].An embarrassing flip, the scarred mecha swooped sideways...

Lance's eyes were bloodshot, staring at Fan Zhong's ruthless back like a robot, he suddenly hissed: "If Brother Huang and Chesu can't wait for rescue, I will definitely punish you to death!"

Steadily controlling their mechs and flying towards the nearest stable meteorite, Fan Zhong seemed to have never heard Lance's words behind him.

"Fan Zhong, you are a real coward!" Lance looked at the monitoring window and saw the Nebula No. And cowardly and afraid of death! Because you have never really defeated Chesu, so you are jealous of him, jealous that he has always been better than you, so you can't wait for him to die!"

It seemed that for a moment, Lance suddenly felt that the movement of Fan Zhong's hand was slightly paused, and his back was also extremely stiff.But this seemed to be his illusion again, because the next moment, Fan Zhong's hands were still as steady as a rock, and he drove the mecha to the hidden interstellar meteorite according to the established route.

"Fan Zhong, let me go!" Lance hoarse voice, his tone finally became painful because of despair, "Please let me go... The imperial army will arrive soon, we will go up to support in a few minutes, and they will be there They may live; if they don't go up, they may die at any time!"

He looked at his motionless partner with frustration and heavy disappointment in his heart.

"Fan Zhong, you stay by yourself... I promise that no one will pursue you when you go back, okay?" He choked up in despair, "You can't do this, Fan Zhong."

"Attention, I am Fan Zhong, the captain of the Royal Mechanical Repair Brigade. His Royal Highness Lance is about to be thrown on an interstellar meteorite by me, with coordinates X135.78, Y629.95, Z12.86. The person with the closest coordinates nearby, please answer." Fan Zhong finally spoke clearly, facing the dedicated channel in the vast space.

Only in the top-secret communication channel opened between the mechanics, a familiar voice came immediately, it was Zion who came together, he responded in surprise: "Got it, Captain Fan Zhong. This is Zion and Oulian !"

"Please come here immediately to search and rescue, and ensure the safety of the Third Highness, can you do it?"

"It must be done! There are no enemy troops near this coordinate, but why do you..."

Cutting off Zion's confused question, Fan Zhong turned around and came to Lance who was tied to the ground, picked him up indifferently, stuffed him into the escape pod at the back, and began to calibrate the ejection rail.

Being tied up and pushed into the cabin by him, Lance suddenly burst out: "Damn it, Fan Zhong, go to hell! I will definitely kill you!"

Fan Zhong's indifferent and proud face finally showed a little different emotion.

His slender fingers pressed the button of the ejection bay, and the expressions in his dark green eyes changed, as if there were strong anger, awe-inspiring pride, and... a touch of disappointment.

"Your Highness, I should be the one to say this." He said seriously, "I swore that if you humiliate me so unscrupulously again, I will kill you. Unfortunately, I should have no chance."

Staring at his firm eyes in astonishment, Lance's heart thumped, and a strange sense of danger suddenly struck and spread all over his body.

As if confirming his intuition, Fan Zhong slowly stepped back and distanced himself from him: "Your Highness, for the sake of the empire, please take care."

Seeing that he was about to press the launch button of his escape pod, Lance suddenly felt a huge shock. At this moment, he understood what was about to happen.

"Fan Zhong! Stop!" He yelled frantically, rushing into the cabin with all his strength, trying to stop his partner, "Let's go together! When you boarded the plane for the first time that day, you promised me—"

Gently making a silence gesture on his lips, Fan Zhong's face was calm, with the usual indifference.

At this final farewell moment, he suddenly smiled and asked softly: "Your Highness, in your heart, you have never really thought highly of me, have you?"

"No, it's not, Fan Zhong!" Lance stopped struggling, and suddenly felt sore eyes, and the pain in his heart was extremely painful, "I definitely didn't..."

Shaking his head, Fan Zhong said indifferently: "That's not the case, why are you accusing Your Highness..." Pressing his heart lightly, he showed a confused and sad expression in front of Lance for the first time, "Why do you punish your heart every word?"

Something seemed to crack slightly in his heart, and Lance stared blankly at his partner, who was looking calmly at him through the window of the escape cabin. "Fan Zhong..." He felt as if he had called out, but it seemed that he just moved his lips.

The handsome noble young man's green eyes are so piercing and beautiful, and his slightly arrogant chin is slightly raised, with inviolable dignity: "Your Highness, I will not give you any chance to humiliate me again, I promise."

Finally, he looked at Lance's soft and gentle face. In his proud eyes, there was a gleam of light that Lance would never forget.It seems to be a very shallow, very light nostalgia, and there seems to be a restraint that seems to have something to say.

But no matter what it was, Lance didn't have time to distinguish it clearly.So much so that in the long life to come, every time he thinks about it, it will always make him lose his mind for a moment and hurt his heart and lungs.

His slender and stable fingers finally pressed the launch button, and the dark hatch door at the back of the mech quickly opened, and the escape cabin where Lance was located flew towards the huge interstellar meteorite. The mecha suddenly started its biggest engine, and rushed back at full speed towards the way it came from!

The two ran in opposite directions, and instantly separated the distance that was difficult to meet again.

What remained in Lance's eyes was the proud mecha's figure as it left without a trace, and Fan Zhongna's last look in his eyes.

Looking at them, they were as far away as hundreds of billions of light-years away; at that moment, Lance's heart was numb from the pain, and suddenly filled with regret thicker than the nebula.