[Shuanglong Group] Warm and Cold

Chapter 38

When Yimulian walked out of the bathroom, Huang had spread out the two suitcases and dropped them on the ground, and was sitting aside studying a few pens.Seeing Yimulian coming out, he obviously paused, and Yimulian realized that he was still answering the phone, but Huang didn't hang up the phone to hide it, but carefully turned off the projection.

"Is the chief of the counterintelligence department dead? Why is the information still being leaked?" He cursed and twirled the pen in his hand violently, hoping to spark sparks.Those pens were brought in in the dark compartment of the suitcase. They were not as big as a key knife, and they happened to be stuck on the threads that would be regarded as illegal items. It seemed that they were really not a "weapon". My heart shuddered.

What are you doing with so many pens?

Huang restrained his anger, and threw one of them to him in a funny way: "Look for yourself."

Yimulian unscrewed it to see that the fountain pen has been modified, only the part of the pen body is left, and the place where the pen core was originally placed has become a groove.It's a hidden weapon, about the same as the 92, from the same person, and he can't name it.

He could still hear the voice on the other end of the phone, he couldn't tell who it was, but based on the amount of information known by the other party, he reckoned that it must be an officer working at the Western Front Command: "Yes, I was originally I thought Yuan...Mr. Huang, after you suspended your post, the information leakage could stop, but it didn't, I believed your idea was right at first. I thought I should ask you about this matter, so I called on my own initiative."

The scope is narrowed, and it seems that he is still a soldier who has been charged for himself in court, so he should be trustworthy.

Yimulian didn't interrupt the conversation.

"Is Marshal Lien by your side?" asked the other end.

Huang glanced at Yimulian and replied, "Not here." Then he lowered his voice and explained to Yimulian, who had a puzzled look in his eyes, "Cyanide firing gun, Marshal, did you..."

Have you never read a book? !

Faced with this familiar provocation, Yimulian also lowered his voice and quickly interrupted: "The Guidance Academy didn't teach those things."

That's right, Huang raised his eyebrows.The same is the secret service department, the teaching content of the Guidance Academy and the Sentinel Academy are completely different. The Sentinel Academy learns lurking and assassination, and the Guidance Academy learns torture and evidence investigation.Obviously, the guide is not the most suitable candidate for actual combat on the front line, but considering that Huang still regards himself as an ordinary sentinel, it seems that this small misunderstanding is not surprising...

Fortunately, the person on the other end of the communicator did not hear the petty conversation: "It's really not good to bypass the Marshal and ask you... However, the result of the land battle of the Empire is not satisfactory. After all, the Federation is a local Combat is affordable. If we want to win a quick battle, the army alone is not enough. Now I have doubts about the decision to bomb the arsenal. It is obviously unrealistic to pursue humanity in war. The only one who will be hurt in the end is the empire Loyal soldier."

Huang did not answer.

"Mr. Huang, have you considered...nuclear weapons?"

Yimulian guessed the reason why this suspected admiral bypassed himself to ask Huang, the former marshal's opinion.

But Huang sharply objected to the general's idea: "No."

"Nuclear weapons are undoubtedly the most efficient way to make a quick decision. Even if they are not used directly, they are used as a deterrent..."

"What kind of deterrent effect can this kind of thing that kills [-] enemies and damages [-] have it?"

I don't know if it was affected by Hei Qingming's visit just now, Huang was still a little frizzy at this time, Yimulian tightened his robe, squatted beside him to study hidden weapons, and stretched out his mental tentacles silently to sort out his consciousness cloud.

The general tried to persuade him: "But..."

Huang was decisive beyond all expectations: "No, but, General. The Federation also has nuclear weapons. We want to go to war not to end together, and we shouldn't put the cart before the horse."

The air fell into a weird silence. After a while, I heard the person on the other end of the phone give up his insistence: "Well, I thought too simply. According to the deployment of the previous company general... the marshal, the underwater troops It has already cooperated with the third round of bombing forces to secretly leave the port, and comprehensively bombed the ships and coastal defense ships of the Federation's maritime trade, hoping to bring resource shortages to the Federation through the most stable and least expensive way."

"Ah."

——No matter in what era, as long as there is no such thing as any door, giving up the command of the sea is tantamount to losing everything.The first is that trade is completely restricted, and the second is that the lifeline of indispensable resources such as oil is controlled, which is equivalent to slow death.The development of the imperial navy is more proficient than the air force and army. The federation and the empire are on the same continent, and the two sides are facing the sea. It is impossible for the empire to give up this opportunity.

The admiral said again: "I am surprised that you would agree to this approach. If the battle line is stretched too far, it will only bring more pressure on the imperial economy. I am not alarmist. If the Federation unites with other countries to fight back, it may..."

Huang interrupted him: "I understand. This is not my original intention. It is not a good thing to give the Federation breathing space. If possible, I also hope to be able to solve it quickly, but..."

"I think that's wrong. Why should the empire be so passive? Because of the frequent dispatch of troops in the past few years, the Federation has been in a vicious cycle of 'disarmament, reduction of military expenditure, and reduction of force on duty'. Everyone knows...war is 100% lost money. According to the intelligence brought back by the previous spies, the member states of the Federation in the parliament have been trying to reduce the shared defense budget, and the GDP should not exceed..."

"Admiral, you are a soldier, you should know that the commander's order cannot be disobeyed."

"Everyone knows that you are more suitable for the position of marshal, even if your decision is not accepted by most people."

Huang frowned, he didn't expect the topic to develop in this direction at all: "I don't need your loyalty." He was by the side when Yimulian made that decision. —The empire has just suffered a big loss in the bombing plan. The morale of the army has fluctuated and has been severely affected.

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone resentfully without leaving a trace, dragged the person into the blacklist, and looked at Yimulian as if he wanted to confirm something.Yimulian didn't seem to hear it, he was hanging clothes in the closet, he was so virtuous that he didn't seem like a marshal who planned strategies.

But he had an intuition that it was impossible for Yimulian not to hear.

His instincts were always right.Before he had time to say anything, he saw Yimulian lift a coat with a hanger, and a tube of light orange reagent fell out of the coat.Yimulian obviously didn't expect that there was something stuffed in the folded clothes, squinting his eyes, it was a little strange, but also a little familiar.

A trace of blankness flashed in Huang's mind: "Lian..."

——That is a pheromone inhibitor that is only available in the military.

Yimulian didn't seem to see it, maybe because the thing fell in the blind corner of his right hand side, and he really didn't see it.He hung up his clothes neatly, and he still didn't forget to hang the clothes he will wear tomorrow outside: "What?"

The hoisted heart seemed to be resettled back into the chest, Huang Chang said: "No, just scream."

He kicked the inhibitor under the bed with the speed of picking up a grenade and throwing it back, and quickly changed the subject: "Don't you ask what these are for?"

"An order from the military department?"

"No."

"Is it used to stab the Federation?"

"...That's right."

"Ah."

Yimu Lian hummed softly, but the warm yellow light reflected his face was bloodless, the shadows of eyelashes drooped down and half of his face was plunged into darkness: "That's enough."

Huang Yi was a little absent-minded for a while: "Go to bed early, you stayed up late yesterday."

Yimu opened his mouth again and again, but made no sound, and the room was suddenly silent.He paused, and completely exhaled the breath he hadn't caught just now: "I sleep on the sofa."

Huang's heart sank—whether he heard it or not, he saw it anyway.

The pheromone regulation of sentinels can only rely on guides and guides, and inhibitors are prepared purely for guides—more precisely, they are specially prepared for inhibiting guide binding heat.In fact, both of them are reluctant to face the topic of sharing the same bed. The separation in the old family was originally due to the chaotic biological clock, and irregular overtime work was the culprit.Later, they got used to being separated, and put the two of them on the same bed for a while, but I couldn't tell what was wrong.

It is normal to carry inhibitors with you when you go out to work, and you have been married for a year...

But why is it so strange?

There was only one quilt on the double bed, Yimu Lian got up and went to the closet to find another spare quilt, hugged and gesticulated on the recliner, it seemed barely fit when folded.He deliberately looked away, so he didn't see Huang's expression as if he had seen a ghost at that moment.

——Good fellow, the marshal is actually angry.

Huang is actually not sure, Yimulian rarely shows such an immature side, although it has always been a common problem for guides to think wildly, and unbonded guides are also notoriously easy to get upset, it is normal to be angry.

Huang absolutely didn't want to see that look in his eyes.

The length of the sofa is almost tailor-made for him, and he can lie on it without shrinking his legs.Even the thought of having to face social events the next day makes his brain ache. This time, he is not only facing the Empire, but also people from the Federation and the other three major powers... He hopes to regain the title of Marshal. On An Huihuang, at least Huang's ability to open his eyes and tell lies is more than a hundred times stronger than him.

Huang is far more suitable for this position than himself, so he is naturally self-aware.What about "hold on to your ideas till the end"...

——Don't trust me too much, I can't do it.

The air conditioner in the room was turned on too much, blowing directly on the sofa, he was wrapped in a thick quilt, and his back still felt chilly.

He didn't say anything, and he wouldn't complain, but his trembling little movements couldn't hide from the sentinel's eyes.Huang got up and put away those hidden weapons, strode over, and was helpless for a moment in front of the quilt curled up into a ball of white flowers - of course, this was not a problem in the eyes of the chief sentinel.Huang pondered for a while, then picked up the person and the quilt sideways, ignored Yimulian's screams, and threw him back on the big bed in the master bedroom.

"you……!"

It's so worthless, Yimulian actually started to regret that he had covered him with such a thick quilt, and turned this romantic scene into a kidnapping scene!

He was caught off guard by Huang's deep eyes, and there was an indescribable embarrassment in the depths of those eyes, which burned him deeply.

Huang calmly gave a fairly honest reason: "There is no reason to let the marshal sleep on the sofa."

He was so hot that he struggled a bit, Huang "shush" and pushed him back.

So he couldn't move his eyes anymore, Huang picked up another quilt, and had already made a decision - the sofa is as small as it is small, and as narrow as it is narrow, but the former marshal has never experienced any big storms and waves, and he fought on the front line at the most difficult time. I don't even have to sleep, let alone sleep on a sofa now!

A sudden sense of crisis bumped back and forth in Yimulian's mind, knocking him dizzy and fascinated. The black dragon seemed to flash before his eyes, and the idea that he had suppressed countless times was in a commotion again. popped out.This is the path he chose. He has always followed the same path to the end, never turning back until he bumps into the south wall, and now he is so timid that he shrinks back. What is he doing?He was no longer that hedgehog.

He broke free from the heavy duvet, turned over, staggered and hugged Huang's waist.

Huang was taken aback by Yi Mulian's sudden toughness, he clearly could dodge it, but he didn't.He lost his balance and fell back on the soft bed. There was also the elegant floral fragrance specially sprayed by a high-star hotel, which made people feel comfortable and chaotic. Yimulian buried his face behind his back, breathing messily and quickly. .

"Anyway, there are inhibitors... there is no need to separate the beds, right?"

tbc

*Inhibitor: Similar to the neutralizer mentioned above, the inhibitor is used internally, and the neutralizer is used externally. Unlike ABO, there is no such thing as a pheromone inhibitor. The neutralizer is to prevent its own pheromone from affecting others , the inhibitor is only used to suppress the binding heat that has been triggered by the guide. As mentioned above, if the binding heat is not properly resolved after starting, there will be very serious consequences (privately set like a mountain)