mech warriors have no love

Chapter 60

Lancelot looked at Elton with a cold face: "One failed experiment is not enough, the chairman wants me to conduct a second experiment?"

Elton knew what he was thinking, sighed slightly, with regret in his tone, and finally responded positively to Lancelot once: "We also regret the accident of Major General Luo Finn, but for the sake of the alliance, there will always be some sacrifices. "

"Sacrifice a major general, and tens of thousands of mecha fighters?" Hearing this explanation, Lancelot laughed instead. He leaned on the chair, clasped his fingers, and his attitude showed no respect for the chairman of the council and the council, only contempt with contempt.

Some councilors who were quite angry just now became angry again, but they didn't dare to get angry in front of Lancelot. They just gritted their teeth and secretly scolded Lancelot in their hearts—a rebellious wolf who has no mercy for his master. Respect and loyalty, sooner or later bite back.

The chairman of the congress is still very gentle: "Yes, you know, there will always be sacrifices. This matter has to be suppressed, otherwise the Academy of Sciences may be attacked by the public, and now the top scientists of the alliance are breaking the last secret of space technology , we can no longer walk slower than the beast race, the universe and time are ruthless, whoever walks slower will be eliminated."

Lancelot said: "According to Mr. Chairman, these sacrificed people are eliminated?"

Unexpectedly, Elton nodded: "So we must go faster and try to reduce the number of people eliminated."

What a logic genius.

Lancelot was about to laugh angrily. He suddenly got up and stared at Elton with squinted eyes: "I said earlier that the orcs would not be so kind. I don't know how to use the so-called space technology. If you dare to let my people use that thing, instead of being attacked by orcs, I will let him go to the front line and use it personally."

The merciless words made the chairman of the assembly who was chanting Buddha a little embarrassed: "Marshal..."

"I'm not joking." Lancelot interrupted coldly, "In the eyes of some people, the lives of Union soldiers are not their lives, just a series of insignificant numbers. In my eyes, they are all living with me. Dead people. Soldiers don’t die on the battlefield dignifiedly, but are pushed into the fire pit by the guards behind them, that’s an insult. Whoever dares to insult the person who lives and dies with me, I will kill him first!”

The lobby of the parliament was built too large at the beginning, and it was still empty to accommodate hundreds of members.The designer is quite ingenious, a huge round table is placed in the middle, and the golden bird and osmanthus twig logo of the alliance is on the white wall. The reflection of the golden bird picking ring is cast in the middle.

At this moment, there was a dead silence in the parliament hall, and everyone's eyes fell on the reflection involuntarily. Some people's faces were pale or black, but most of them hissed in their hearts.

The ghost in my heart couldn't help shivering.

No one thought Lancelot was joking.

Before David entered the door, he repeatedly asked Lancelot not to act like a king after entering.

Now his face was numb and blank.

Very good, the Marshal is no longer Wang Laozi.

Just be the father of this group of congressmen.

Elton was blocked for a long time before he regained his smile. He was used to rounding up the field, but unfortunately this time he opened and closed his lips several times, but he couldn't say the words to round up the field.

Lancelot is too sharp and tactful to be cut.

Lancelot ignored him, folded his hands, and scanned the audience with indifferent eyes. When he saw Lambert, he paused.

Lambert, who had been looking down at the information in his personal terminal, ignored the commotion, raised his head, and looked at Lancelot for a few seconds.

That calm and indifferent attitude made Lancelot immediately think of Cesare.

Both of them nodded at each other unobtrusively. The Marshal of the Alliance scanned the audience with a disdainful gesture. Before the sweaty congressman could decide how to smooth things over, he stood up and saluted the congressmen politely. After saluting, he said lightly: "It's all just a joke, I'm afraid I won't be able to come back in time for the New Year, so I wish you all a Happy New Year in advance."

Who are you kidding!

Who are you kidding!

The Marshal of the Alliance turned around and left as if nothing had happened, with all the condemning eyes on him, and went to the military headquarters to discuss the matter of Mi Laixing.

It was noon when I left the mansion where I was detained, and it was already late at night when I left the military headquarters.Except for the two captains who stood firm on Star Ruth, the small captains of the guard returned to Lancelot with heavy faces.

"Marshal, General Luo Finn..."

Harry couldn't help but speak.

The first guard to follow Lancelot was actually Harry.

Before David ran over to become the captain of the guard, he was promoted by Lancelot as a mech repairer on Star Ruth. At that time, the best relationship with Lancelot was a few days ago Luo Fen who died in the line of duty.

It was rare for Lancelot to say any joking words to relieve the heavy pressure on his heart. In fact, he also wanted to comfort Harry with a smile, but when he opened his mouth, he found that his throat was a little choked.

It's not that he didn't think that Luo Fen would die in battle.

As long as they are still on the battlefield, anyone may die. Today it is Luo Finn, and tomorrow it may be David, Molly, Harry, or him.

But he didn't expect that Luo Fen would die so unworthily.

There is no doubt that the parliament is still hiding something, but Lancelot can already guess it easily - the problem of space technology can't even be noticed by people in the Academy of Sciences, let alone the idiots in the parliament.They know that space technology has made great progress, and they may be impatient, so they want Luo Fen to conduct experiments immediately.

Luo Fen is a cautious person, and will not use defective products. The council must have tricked him and told him that it was a finished product.

Lancelot's footsteps suddenly paused, and he looked at the towering Alliance Parliament building in the distance.

Molly asked in a low voice, "Marshal, what are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking..." How to blow up this building, how to deal with this rotten flesh of the alliance, how to appease the innocent dead souls, so that they will not linger on the battlefield and get relief.

Some people have to kneel before countless heroic spirits after all.

Lancelot blinked and smiled easily: "I miss little César."

Everyone in the guard: "..."

The Alliance Marshal groaned and rubbed his chin: "It's been a month... It's nothing if I don't mention it, I just thought about it..."

Although it was a joke, the frozen frost in Lancelot's heart unexpectedly melted a little.

That was the softest part of his heart, but also the strongest part.

He did miss Cesare.

If Cesare was by his side, he wouldn't be so sad.

He is the marshal of the alliance, he can't cry at will, reveal his emotions, even shed tears for his old friends, he has to take advantage of the dead of night when he is sad, and quickly clean up his emotions, so that he can still be a hale and invincible marshal the next day.

Lucy was keenly aware of the master's emotions, fell silent for a moment, and comforted calmly: "You attacked Master Cesare before he left, and he will definitely not forget you."

Lancelot: "..."

Shut up, you, I'm even more worried.

It's too late today, and tomorrow Lancelot has to set off for the front line of Mile Star.The Rodney family had moved to a nearby planet with better weather and a more pleasant climate a few years ago. Lancelot had no home on Delan, so he followed David back to his home with a shy face, said hello, and arrived. In the guest room, he immediately brought out the little silver bird in his pocket: "Lu Xi, can you contact César?"

The little silver bird spoke softly: "Please don't embarrass me as a mech brain."

Lancelot was a little depressed - he wanted to see César very, very much now, and told him the suppressed thoughts during this time.

He felt like a man holding his breath at the bottom of the water, and Cecil was the oxygen on the surface that allowed him to breathe freely.

To put it bluntly and hypocritically, he really tossed and turned thinking about César, unable to fall asleep.

César, who was far away in the orc lair, sneezed a little.

Like an old woman, Micah began to chatter: "Look, you really have a cold! How old is the child, and he keeps kicking the quilt in the middle of the night, and Lancelot must pay attention to it in the future. Now, don't keep opening the window and looking out..."

César stretched out his slender fingers, looked sleepy, pinched Micah, leaned against the head of the bed, and said softly, "You've been talking more and more recently."

Micah: "I'm afraid you'll be bored, don't you think I'm cute like this..."

César ignored the second half of the sentence, expressionless: "I'm not bored. Haven't you successfully connected to Lucy yet?"

"This is a big technical job." Micah was aggrieved, "Several galaxies are separated, although in the era of the big universe, signal transmitters have been popularized in almost all star fields that have been explored, but the place where the orcs are here is Niaobula. Shit, I can't do anything, I can only try my best... Huh!"

Just as he was talking, Lancelot's figure suddenly appeared on the gray three-dimensional projection screen.

Although it was just a flash, César seemed to have been stabbed by something, and immediately sat up straight, staring at the place where the shadow appeared just now: "Continue."

He held his breath, and Micah was also trying to connect with the distant Lucy.

After tormenting the two separate people on and off for a long time, at the end of the day, the connection was finally successful.

The projection of Lancelot clearly appeared in front of Cesare.

There seemed to be light in the usually cold eyes, Cesare breathed lightly, stared at Lancelot intently for a while, and whispered: "...you haven't shaved."

After a month, Lancelot choked on César's first words.

He stroked his stubbled chin, looked at the indifferent but soft and lovely young man sitting among the pillows at the head of the bed, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I must shave clean when I kiss you. Zell got stuck."

The two fell silent again.

It's not that I feel unfamiliar because of the separation, but when I miss the other party, I suddenly see what I want, and countless words are stuck in my heart, scrambling to come out, but there is a "stampede" accident, and I can't get a word out .

But this quiet atmosphere was surprisingly warm, and even Micah couldn't bear to break it.

After a while, Lancelot finally moved first.

He approached Cesare slowly, looking down at him.Those cold smoky gray eyes are deep in color, and there is a gentle starlight flowing in the deepest part, covering only the person in front of him. His voice is slightly hoarse, but he smiles: "Little prince, have you been obedient and obedient during this time? miss me?"

César looked up at him, his lips parted subconsciously, pink and moist, looking very kissable.The beautiful green eyes that had always been cold were no longer indifferent, and they looked at him quietly for a while, the corners of their mouths slightly curved like a shallow moon: "Well, you are very obedient and obedient, and I miss you every day."