Laid-off guide is a cat wife

Miao Xun signed up to go to the Eastern Theater without permission, but kept it a secret for only three days.

On the morning of the fourth day, his estimated whereabouts for the next month were immediately tabulated in detail, and delivered to the encrypted channel of the Four-dimensional Tower of the Federal Center for an important official to browse while drinking morning tea.

The commissioner in charge of this matter is ready to be punished.

After all, the arrow is on the string, and it has to be launched. "Cheetah" has already boarded the ship silently and set sail, and it will reach its destination in one day.As long as his left foot stepped on the wild loess of the eastern theater, the information status would be automatically updated, and General Sovik, who was in charge of the theater, would never let him go easily.

General Solvik has a resounding famous saying: "In my jurisdiction, there are only two ways to leave: die sideways, or stand up and win!"

The commissioner of the academy spoke in a low voice, not daring to breathe: "I have already contacted the navigator of the ship, and I am going to find a reason to intercept him before disembarking. I don't know what you think..."

Xue Fang took a sip of the sparrow tongue lightly, the tea was tender and transparent, and the light and sweetness flowed between the teeth.

——The only endangered tea tree in the interstellar that is cultivated under the strict protection of the Academy of Agricultural Sciences, the newly picked buds lie on the desk of Master Xue.

No matter how precious something is, as long as it enters this office, it will be used as a flattery, trying to exchange it for young master Xue's smile.

Tea leaves are about to become extinct, and so are kittens kept outside.

The commissioner was worried for a long time, but when he got a reply, he said, "Let him go."

"...Do you want to discard it directly?"

That's right, once the playthings of the powerful and nobles start to disobey, there is no need to keep them.

Young Master Xue was noncommittal, but brought up another matter: "The war in the eastern theater is tight, and this is the fourth time I have submitted an application to the central government for troop transfer. General Sovik is brave and fearless in resisting the invasion of protozoa. I should also do what I can. "

"So you want to...?"

"There are 78 'dirty hands' permanently stationed in the border area. Aren't they too busy to panic? They should all be transferred to wash them again."

Of course, this "washing" refers to the bloodbath.

"Dirty hands", the private code name of the mercenaries raised by the Rong family.

Master Rong once carried out a sweeping campaign to cleanse the family, and dismissed this group of servants who looked black and white. The "dirty hands" have withered in his generation.But he chose to marry a lawless star thief boss as his wife. After Xue Xilin came, she filled all the vicious and homeless thieves into the organization, openly paid the salary, and called it——

"Since I want my son to be a big politician in the future, how can he do it without protection? I'm paving the way for his personal safety!"

For the sake of "harmony in the small family", Rong Huan didn't care about paying hundreds more basic allowances and let her go.But he underestimated the loyalty and... reproduction speed of this group of star thieves.

By the time their only son, Young Master Fang, grows up to adulthood, the family's "dead warriors" have blossomed everywhere in the Star Alliance.

Miao Xun didn't know these backgrounds.

He's just a little weird.After most of the wounded were withdrawn from the first echelon front, dozens of brave and fierce sentries were suddenly replaced. It's a mess, a quick battle, and you go back to drink, which is completely opposite to the style of regular army paintings from these academies.

Quite a few people saw them gathering together to inhale the powerful guide element, their eyes staring at the stars, and they almost fell unconscious, so they made a small report to General Sovik.

The gray-haired general narrowed his bright eyes, "I don't care what you have done, I only ask what you have contributed to the theater!"

The person who made the report suddenly fell silent.

In a real and tragic war zone, meritorious service is the last word.

Mixed in the infantry unit, Miao Xun successively won several important team honors that everyone has.No matter how short the Eastern theater was, it was impossible for these fledgling sentinels to enter the first echelon. There were very few opportunities to make personal contributions. Miao Xun gradually turned his idea to the air force.

If you can turn around... definitely have a lot more chances than clearing the field from behind.

The earlier he made meritorious service, the earlier he would be able to graduate from the academy, and he would go back to Capital Star dignifiedly, killing someone by surprise.

He had a good idea and wrote many self-recommendation letters to the Air Force Group, but unfortunately there was no response at all.On Sunday, the depressed little cheetah picked up his mood, found an unoccupied corner behind Camp No. 2, and secretly turned on the screen——

"Hello? It's me..."

Xue Fang's voice flowed through the ethereal electromagnetic waves: "How are you doing over there?"

The same peaceful questioning as before, without extra fluctuations.Miao Xun breathed a sigh of relief, guessing that he probably didn't know that he had run away from the academy, so he murmured and organized his words: "It's pretty good. The course is a bit tight, but I can still handle it."

Xue Fang: "Then I can rest assured."

As soon as the voice on the other side fell, the place where Miao Xun was hiding suddenly felt a rapid tremor, and a solid drill buzzed in, and the bulletproof steel plate was as brittle as tofu, breaking into small pieces, revealing a giant in the dust——

An iron beetle wielding its pincers.

Its carapace is extremely hard, and ordinary particle cannons can't kill it at all. Even if it is barely killed, the strange green blood splashed around will give birth to countless densely packed worms. Insect nests with nowhere to go, pollute water sources, and penetrate everywhere.

The six camps in the eastern theater are often forced to change addresses and rebuild, and this thing has a big contribution.

"What's that sound?" Xue Fang asked.

Fear flickered in Miao Xun's eyes, he held his breath, and slowly backed away, forcing himself to calm down: "It's nothing, I'm here..." His eyes were confused and he glanced at the door next to him, [the kitchen is important, please do not enter], "I'm here Next to the school cafeteria, this side is under renovation."

"Why did I hear a clicking sound—"

"Yes! It's the discipline teacher of the grade who is beating someone with a dinner plate. I'm leaving and he's coming this way!"

After Miao Xun finished speaking in a low voice, the iron beetle had already pouted its tail, and laughed strangely. The two poisoned vice pincers on its back were like tight hook ropes, and it shot straight at it, only a little bit short, rubbing against it. Miao Xun's waist smashed into the wall.Miao Xun dodged lightly, but the iron pincers exerted force violently, smashing half of the wall.

In the originally pitch-black wall, the sensor light was on, and Miao Xun looked back to see where it was, and made a quick turn in his running steps, panting heavily, wanting to tear apart.

It was the ammunition warehouse that was smashed through!He gritted his teeth, no, he can't go!The IQ of the iron beetle is very high. If he takes control of the warehouse, he and the group of comrades in the dormitory area who are extremely tired and sleeping soundly will be blown to the sky.

"You are breathing heavily," the guide stated slowly.

"Because of me, I'm hiding from Teacher Fengji, and I'm not wearing a school uniform!" The boy dodged into the wall of the hole, and punched the big red siren with his fist. The attack siren screamed and rang through the entire camp. At the same time, we received an exclamation mark reminder that the rescue response was extremely fast and would arrive within 3 minutes, leaving only five seconds for Miao Xun——

"Boom boom boom!!!"

Xue Fang was silent for a while, "What is that?"

Even in this situation, Miao Xun couldn't bear to hang up, he hesitated and said, "...Yes, it's a lawnmower, it passed in front of me."

In fact, he was driving a tractor, blocked the hole in the wall, jumped out of the car and ran into the depths of the warehouse, and the terrifying sound of iron beetles digging into the ground continued to be heard behind him.

If you want to kill the iron beetle completely, the cluster light weapon like particle cannon can not cause heavy damage, and it is easy to cause the iron beetle to explode itself. Once the eggs in the blood are stained, it will immediately start to devour the human body, causing irreparable serious injuries .He must put on the protective suit immediately and find the hyperthrower, or his life will be lost!

The warehouse is divided into complex divisions. All kinds of heavy weapons are not scattered outside, but locked in small warehouses by category. Without the identity card of a senior general, it is impossible to enter.What can be placed outside are either worn out and damaged firearms, or tractors that cannot form combat effectiveness.

Miao Xun was wearing protective clothing and had just pulled up the zipper when he heard a loud noise. The wall in the distance and even the tractor were crushed into pieces of rubbish by a two-meter-high giant worm, waiting for the iron pincers to roll over , Miao Xun will also become a pool of rotten meat under its claws.

"Is the lawnmower coming again?"

Miao Xun was nervous and focused on how to deal with the big bug, ignoring the faintly angry tone of the guide, looking around for tools at hand, while perfunctory: "The grass hasn't been weeded yet."

Although he is the "little grass" that is about to be wiped out by the torrent of fate.

Xue Fang said solemnly: "Find a place to hide and don't move rashly."

"No!" Miao Xun subconsciously retorted, "I've already seen me—" He bumped into a thick steel wall on the way back, and when he looked up, it wasn't a wall at all, but the new one that hadn't had time to take it in. The battle armor "Rutheran" in the encrypted warehouse, General Sovik's combat replacement.

Warframes definitely have fire-throwers!

Miao Xun climbed up the guide ladder in twos and twos, and the god of luck favored him. The cockpit door of this battle armor that had not yet been registered and activated opened wide. He covered the terminal receiver and sat in. The virtual screen brightened cheerfully, and a gentle female voice narrated Start the boot guide item: "Please follow the prompts and place your palm on the information reader protruding from the bottom right of the screen."

Miao Xun put his palm on and was caught off guard by a probe, and his physical fitness analysis quickly flashed on the screen:

[Nerve response speed]: SS

[body seismic strength]: SS

【Tolerance】: SSS

……

"Congratulations! Your conditions can control this machine with ease, and the boot is successful. In the last step, please enter your authorization number!"

Lucky!It was just a step away, and Miao Xun quickly entered his ID number and password.

"Dudu, the id you entered does not have this permission, please re-enter, or log out of the system."

what to do? !Unexpectedly, the new machine from the factory still has permission settings. At this time, who can get as high a permission as General Sovik-uh, it seems to be possible?

Miao Xun let go of the receiver, and asked in a low voice: "Hello? Are you still listening?"

"Yeah." A very unhappy look.

"Can you... can you lend me your authorized account..."

"Why?" The guide asked coldly.

"I..." How can this be nonsense?Miao Xun's brain was burning hot, and he decided to go all out, "I want to watch a small movie about an empire, the IP is blocked, and I want to borrow your account to download it..."

It's a ghost that Xue Fang would believe this reason! ?

"Id: 3475XFLLUV, Password: xxxxxxx."

Miao Xun thought in his heart: ... There should be no ghosts, yes, he is pampering me, right?Is it is it?

"Are you logged in?" the other side asked again.

Miao Xun hurriedly replied: "I'm on board, then I'll hang up and go see a movie."

Xue Fang stopped him: "You won't tell me the truth?"

"...Must, do you want to listen to the truth?" Miao Xun closed his eyes, "Okay then."

Xue Fang listened to the tense breathing over there, the boy's hoarse voice that had undergone a period of voice change, and said shyly, "That... I miss you."

Paji, hung up hastily.

It was the first time since the Optimus battle armor came off the production line that it broke away from the support frame, and the high-purity fuel was rumbled in the barrel of the right arm, which was about to set off a ferocious firepower.

…………

On the other side, Councilor Xue sat quietly in the chair for two seconds, pressed the edge of the table to stand up, and walked towards the door with long legs.

Seeing his gloomy expression, the secretary asked cautiously, "Do you want to go back and rest first?"

Xue Fang ordered: "Help me write a letter of apology to General Sovik."

"Excuse me, what is the content?" The secretary immediately turned on the optical computer and began to prepare for the recording.

Xue Fang: "Let's say I'm in a bad mood and want to go to the eastern war zone to relax and bother him for a while."

The secretary looked puzzled, and asked tentatively: "...Are you sure? Do you want to change something else?"

Xue Xin was absent-minded, "No, the rhetoric is not important, the important thing is the purpose."

A letter of apology is only the first step in dealing with it afterwards.In fact, as soon as Councilor Xue's long legs got off the starship, General Sovik's insults were delivered face to face as promised, giving Xue Fang enough "face".

"Mr. Xue is very capable. Who in the Interstellar Alliance doesn't know that your hands and eyes are open to the sky. But the old man doesn't think so. The old man thinks that you are really a talent for being a guide. You can drive my spare armor across thousands of light-years and destroy it. My Camp No. 2, do you know that someone will cut off your hand if you stretch it too far!"

Sovik brought a group of heavily armed close troops, and they were menacing.

Xue Fang took off the long coat he was wearing and handed it to the secretary.

The scorching wind of the desolate planet in the war zone blew away his unshape forehead hair after a long journey.He seemed to be lazy, standing there full of flaws, but his raised eyes were so cold that the sentinel felt his heart skip a beat, and his head suddenly ached.

Xue Fang said lightly: "The ID is mine."

General Sovik snorted heavily, full of anger and contempt: "What else?"

"People are mine too."

The shadow political tycoon with all-hands-eyes answered flatly.