It's too late to marry a cat [Interstellar]

For quite a long period of time, there was a question, which basically turned in Yahuiquan's mind several times a day.

Admiral Yashang asked himself every day: "How on earth did I manage to stay with such a person, and both of them are still alive?"

According to General Yashang's more extreme views at the time, he believed that he and Wo Xiu should have killed at least one of them on the first day they both made an emergency landing.

Or no matter how bad it is, it is enough for only one of them to be alive and kicking every day, and the other can temporarily act as a deaf-mute or vegetative person. Out of humanitarianism, the person who plays the handicapped person can still get basic daily living supplies. The principle of preferential treatment of prisoners of war can still be protected and ensure personal safety-but no noise, no noise, no nagging, no attempt to chat with his enemies, and no casual torture of other people's spirits.

"Speaking is one of the necessary conditions for your survival. If you let you be quiet for a while, you will die suddenly or something?" Ya Huiquan couldn't help saying this to Wo Xiu on the night of the second day of the forced landing.

His tone was as bad as his face, as if he had just gone to a freezer to freeze his facial features and voice.

If it was inside the Star Alliance Army, in the glorious wings of the commander-in-chief on the cliff, he would not even need to speak. As long as he put his face down and began to emit air-conditioning from the inside out, the people around would be silent, and immediately Understand that this is the prelude to someone getting sprayed.

And if someone is so unlucky and is attacked by the general's cold face and scolding at the same time, the prickly head who loves to dance the most on weekdays will not dare to make a sound. Not to be punished.

Be honest and well-behaved, not to mention reducing the punishment, but at least it won't pluck the tiger's head and make yourself worse.

...but this is not Radiant Wing Base, and Admiral Cliff is not facing Covenant troops.

This is a deserted planet that is not recorded in any navigation map, and in front of the general there is only a fearless "Outer Territory United" humanoid noise machine.

They also have opposing camps.

Even if General Yashang could really manage the sky and the earth, if the two of them were not in the same "world", it would be beyond his reach.

"This is so hurtful." The noise machine bastard, the captain of the extraterritorial joint special forces, said.

His subordinates are dismantling a set of transformable combination frames, and they don't know what they want to build. Next to him, there is an open military toolbox.

Wo Xiu's uniform, which is not usually worn well, let himself go today. He directly took off the military jacket of the foreign coalition army, and his shirt was unbuttoned. It was all due to the close-fitting tactical vest inside. It's not completely open, and it can barely be classified in the category that is not considered indecent.

He himself claimed that it is more convenient for him to do manual labor after reducing the restraint.

While fiddling with the things in his hands, amidst the sound of metal parts colliding, he continued: "Talking is not a necessary condition for survival, but maintaining proper communication and actively communicating with others is a necessary condition for maintaining mental health - General Ya , you are a person who goes to participate in the interstellar autism competition and will definitely win the championship, and maybe you can become the honorary chairman of the competition for life. I won’t take the initiative to chat with you. I am caring for your mental health out of humanitarianism, and I suggest that you accept this favor a little bit."

Yahuiquan only said one sentence, and called back a whole paragraph for himself.

When he heard Wo Xiu hypocritically say "injured", he snorted coldly and sneered at the words, feeling that the little bastard was extremely shameless.

Later, when I heard that this person was still brazen and doing things of mental torture, he said that he was caring for the mental health of others, and suggested that he appreciate it.

"I think the ability to be alone is a basic literacy for a healthy adult." Ya Huiquan replied coldly, "An adult will not have mental health problems if he doesn't talk to others for a long time, but you, half a day. When I was young, I was in a panic when I didn't talk to anyone. Why, didn't the Outer Territory Alliance do a mental and psychological evaluation when selecting a commander, and push the underage cubs to the front line? If so, I am also willing to do it out of humanitarianism. , submit a letter of responsibility for you after you go out, requesting the relevant responsible department to compensate Captain Woxiu for the mental loss suffered by going to the front line with the mentality of a child."

I don't know if it was finally blocked by the "children's mind". Anyway, Woxiu was quiet for a while, and the humanoid noise machine was temporarily offline.

Yahuiquan is about to enjoy this hard-won quietness, and experience the long-lost peace in the ears.

Within a few minutes, the "little noise machine" came online again amidst the metallic sound of Dangdang beeping.

Fortunately, Wo Xiu's words were very short this time, he didn't give Yahuiquan a long series of crackling words.

Ya Huiquan closed his eyes slightly, and was about to close his eyes to rest his mind when he heard the man say with emotion: "Hey, 162 characters."

Yahuiquan: "..."

what?

Admiral Yashang failed to keep up with the mysterious and unpredictable brain circuit of Captain Woxiu. He just heard the act of reporting the number of words. His first reaction was to think of the severely damaged mechs of both of them. This kind of file data bytes, instinctively guessed: "Is he talking about the mecha, or the data of other instruments?"

Then, Yahuiquan heard Wo Xiu say again: "It's okay. Compared with yesterday, the number of times and the number of words you speak today have improved significantly. It seems that there is no tendency to degrade your language skills, and your spirit is better than yesterday. Very lively when swearing."

Yahuiquan: "..."

Yahuiquan: "..."

Ya Huiquan finally said, "Are you sick?"

The person who dared to love was neither talking about the instrument nor analyzing some kind of data just now, but how many words there are in a paragraph on the extremely boring counting cliff.

Ya Huiquan thought he wasn't too young - no matter what, he was ten years older than the guy opposite.

But this special forces commander still often makes him feel incomprehensible after eight years of acquaintance. It will make him deeply feel that his life experience is still not rich enough, and he has seen too few magical species.

"Does your insanity automatically upgrade?" General Yashang quickly felt that the "sickness" was not enough to fight back. After brewing for a while, he started spraying again, and said very critically and meanly, "I'm sorry. , I’ve known each other for so long, and it’s the first time I know that the commanders of the special forces have this special hobby. They have to count word by word when listening to people’s words—this is because I’m afraid that in case someone says more words than you, you will because The little red flower who won the No.1 talk will change hands?"

Wo Xiu didn't answer the call this time, and the small noise machine seemed to be turned off again.

But Yahuiquan didn't take it lightly, beware that Wo Xiu just paused tactically, turned around, and was about to throw out a long speech to continue this verbal war.

But Wo Xiu seemed to really take the initiative to truce this time - because the work in his hands had come to an end and was about to be completed.

During the conversation between the two just now, the young man wearing black tactical gloves and Yashang hurt each other, and his tone of voice was a little lazy, with his usual carelessness.

However, his hand movements did not match the tone of his speech. Whether it was dismantling or assembling, he did it neatly and smoothly, revealing a sense of steadiness and rigor.

Yahuiquan didn't know what Wo Xiu was playing with. The deformable combination frame and toolbox on hand of the opponent came from the remnants of the opponent's mecha. They had already counted a round of supplies after the forced landing yesterday, and the reserves on both sides were not optimistic. .

If they have to stay here for a longer time, then the first problem before them is how to obtain more survival materials.

"All right."

Yahuiquan was briefly distracted by the list of supplies, but was called back by Wo Xiu's call.

He didn't ask what the other person had done, and was about to raise his eyes to look, but found that the person picked up the shelf that had been transformed into a long strip with one hand, and walked straight towards him.

that looks like...

With a slight "bang", the long shelf was placed in an open space very close to Yahui Spring.

Ya Huiquan stared at that thing silently for a while, and then glanced at Wo Xiu who had turned around and was walking in the opposite direction, looking like he was about to go to their temporary material storage point.

When the other party went back and forth again, with a compressed air cushion under his arm, he quickly unfolded the air cushion and adjusted it to match the size of the long rack, Yahuiquan's "pretend to be deaf and dumb" plan was completely completed. fail.

He finally spoke: "What is this?"

The small card of "truce" seemed to be still on the head of the joint commander outside the territory. Wo Xiu didn't maintain his irritating nature and didn't raise the bar.

He replied, "The bed for the wounded."

"..."

Rao Yahuiquan saw the shape of this thing and guessed when he saw Wo Xiu go to get the air cushion, but he was still stunned when he heard the other party shake out the noun generously.

Because there is an objective reality that among the two opposing commanders present, only one is currently in a bad state. He cannot just make do with finding a corner to rest, and needs a decent, clean and moisture-proof bed.

Unfortunately, the injured man's surname is Ya.

In yesterday's accidental forced landing, Yahuiquan's situation was a little more tragic than Wo Xiu's.

In the previous chasing battle, the energy of their bodies has been exhausted to the point of approaching the danger line. Under normal circumstances, both teams should tacitly avoid the restricted area and go around the edge of the restricted area. Simultaneously write the regulations in the space combat instructions of both parties, so that all mech pilots and warship commanders are not blasted into fly ash by enemy artillery fire on the space battlefield, but die in disgrace from "interstellar dangerous driving", which makes me nervous The war adds to the comicality.

But at yesterday's meeting, Ya Huiquan and Wo Xiu's command did not make a mistake, their judgment was very accurate, but someone in their respective teams was knocked out, and the two mecha teams from both sides were like two steel knives on the same side. , the hardness and sharpness of the blades on both sides are equal, so they had to use the brute force of the sword wielder to directly step into the edge of the restricted area in a stalemate, and were instantly restrained by the chaotic gravitational field inside.

Yahuiquan and Wo Xiu happened to be not far from the chaotic team at that time, and the two commanders were like two mighty tug-of-war players, abruptly staged this interstellar multiplayer version of "Snipe and Clam Fighting" "The team was pulled out of the gravitational field.

Then, before the two commanders, who were suppressing their anger, made another "Space Sheep" to drive their desperate team members back to the main force, the first planetary flow in the ring area broke out just after that, accurately intercepting the cliff. Huiquan and Woxiu's return route blocked them at the edge.

Forcibly breaking through will face the risk of machine crash and death, and the remaining energy of the machine cannot support the protective cover that can withstand high-frequency collisions.

In that case, instead, retreat to the depths first, avoiding the outer star stream, which can save a little energy and buy more time.

"It seems to be very unfortunate. I have to invite General Ya and I to take a two-person tour of the restricted area." Wo Xiu sent a message to Yahuiquan.

Ya Huiquan replied: "After visiting the restricted area, I am willing to continue to accompany you. Please go all the way to the prisoner of war detention area of ​​​​Glory Wing."

"That's so embarrassing." Wo Xiu smiled across the face, "That's too polite."

The two commanders "kindly greeted" each other on the communication channel, and planned tour routes for each other "overwhelmed with enthusiasm".

At the same time, they brought their operating technology to the extreme in a state of low energy consumption, methodically avoiding the chaotic stars in the restricted area, and walking among the extinguished and dead stars.

——Until I saw the asteroid that was evaluated as a temporary settlement.

The deserted planet has been abandoned for a long time, there is no mecha transceiver station on the ground, no near-ground contact orbit, and it does not have all the elements for the mecha to dock normally.

But for humans, its atmosphere is still functioning, and it is a planet that can at least provide basic oxygen supply.

Yahuiquan and Woxiu both chose to make an emergency landing.

They landed in a sea area, and their original intention was to use sea water as a buffer layer.

Unexpectedly, there is a mystery hidden in the ocean of this planet.

The mechas of both sides fell into the sea and collided with a protective cover placed under the sea on the way of acceleration. The crystal ball that was upside down in the sea was suspected to have been unmaintained for many years, and it was also a defective product that had been in disrepair for a long time. The two "extraterrestrial visitors" directly smashed into the undersea space that it originally protected.

Yahuiquan was a bit unlucky. He was the "ball" that hit the shield first. The body experienced a collision without protection. With the fuselage shaking violently.

Even with the safety gas protection of emergency release, the protection provided by that level of shock is very limited.

When Ya Huiquan woke up in this strange undersea space, he endured the discomfort that seemed to be falling apart all over his body, and the first thing he felt was darkness.

This space under the sea is too dim, and its protective cover is already dying. It has been unmaintained for many years, and the energy system in the space has not been activated for many years. Structural design, whether there are lights here.

It is like a tomb disturbed by outsiders, welcoming visitors from outside with silence and depth.

But at that time, Yahuiquan didn't have time to think about where he had crash-landed, and he didn't have time to think about what this ghostly place was originally used for, and whether there were lights here.

After a brief evaluation of "True Darkness", he quickly pulled back his distracted attention due to dizziness, separated his calmness and sobriety from the pain from multiple fractures in his body, and began to objectively assess the damage of the body and check his own injuries .

...and thinking about the special forces commander who made the forced landing together with him, and should not be too far away from him, what is the general situation on the other side.

"Is he still alive?" Yahuiquan thought.

At that moment, he didn't realize that his mood was very delicate.

Theoretically speaking, he should be more inclined to the option of "If that person was also shocked during the forced landing, it would be fine to die directly. The ace pilot of the Outer Territory United ended his life in an interstellar traffic accident, which is particularly funny."

But in fact, when the thought of the other party's life and death just entered his mind, that cold and bitter thought seemed to be covered with a hand, and the general Yashang took the initiative to cover it up.

He didn't seem too keen on thinking that.

For the enemy who has been entangled for eight years, he does not seem to hate him as deeply as he himself thinks, nor is he too harsh on real life-and-death issues.

Then in the darkness and silence he heard footsteps.

The voice was actually very light, if he was not in a completely deep and dark space, Ya Huiquan guessed that he would not have noticed this movement.

The sound of footsteps made him, who was "blind" for the time being, realize that the surroundings should be very empty, so the small enough footsteps also caused a little echo.

Soon, someone jumped on the mecha that had stopped functioning and fell over, and stopped outside the hatch.

"That guy seems to be still alive." Ya Huiquan said heartily.

He heard the other party knock on the door decently before opening the door, and what he knocked was a common knocking code for the space forces on both sides.

It can be roughly interpreted as: "Are you there?"

If Admiral Yashang could still move at this time—even if he could only move one finger—he would reply unceremoniously, telling the other party: "Get out."

In eight years, he and the opponent went from fighting to verbal confrontation, and it basically became instinct to try to suppress the opponent.

However, it is a pity that Admiral Yashang could not move at this time. Not only did he have multiple fractures, but he was also stuck by his seat, console and the condensed protective gas. A whole body of crystal glue.

The people outside the hatch did not receive a response, and his movements seemed to become a little hasty when he came in.

Yahuiquan heard the other party's footsteps, compared to before outside the mech, it was indeed a significant speed up.

Obviously everyone is human, and I don't know why Wo Xiu's eyes seem to be better. The surrounding environment is almost pure black from the perspective of Yahuiquan, but it has no effect on the other party's movements.

As soon as the man entered the interior of the mecha, he accurately found the direction of the driver's seat, and strode towards the unlucky driver who looked like a decoration.

"What would he say?" Ya Huiquan guessed that he might be too bored, so he thought about some questions.

Wo Xiu will say that you are not dead, or that you are still alive, or... This is an excellent opportunity in the eyes of the other party. As long as the other party finds out that he is not dead, it will be over. From now on, the Outer Territorial Federation will have one less confidant, anyway, there are only him and the other party here, and the other party can go back and report later, saying that the self-esteemed cliff general of the Star Alliance died in an "interstellar traffic accident", Put the title of dead funny on him?

The immobilized person's mind was a little distracted when he didn't pay attention, and when he pushed his own suppressed thoughts to others, he tried to trick them on Wo Xiu.

Ya Huiquan finally found out that the person who arrived at the driver's seat had been there for a long time, but did nothing.

"Hey." After a long time, the man finally said, "So that's how you let your hair down."

Yahuiquan: "..."

... What the hell, crazy!