MECHANICAL: Mechanism

The banquet pool waited for a day and a night.

It's not that this kind of situation has never happened before, but Yanchi always feels that this time he is particularly wronged.He is not a squeamish character, but he always has a bit of arrogance of a young man who is suddenly favored. Alwitt didn't say it was a second, but at least he had an explanation occasionally, at least he said that he was busy, and there was nothing this time. In his opinion it was too much.

But even if it was too much, he could only hold back, unable to say anything, feeling wronged and sad, the god of death watched happily, flicked his tail and kept silent, to see how he would become bloated.

Morris didn’t know why, it’s very simple, Yanchi knows a lot of things, it’s better not to say too much, like how he used to get along with Alwitt and how he guided him, although these are not classified as secrets, they are obviously Not suitable for things that are advertised everywhere.

Even in the face of Morris, there are always bad things to say.

So he was in a low mood, and it was a little difficult to evade, but fortunately, there were ready-made excuses.After all, Yanchi had just experienced a battle. According to the regiment's custom, he had to receive a psychological counseling to see if the cruel scene had left any shadow on his heart.Among the mecha pilots who participated in the battle this time, the recruit Danzi was the most obvious one, and of course he became the focus of attention. He was cared for three meals in the morning and evening, and even Morris was notified to cooperate to ease his depression.

Although Morris knew him very well, after all, he hadn't seen each other for a while. It was during this time that they both changed a lot. These times are enough to change the most important characteristics of a person.While it doesn't turn nobility into baseness, the personality change makes perfect sense.

For a while, Morris didn't know what to do.

From a scientific point of view, Morris has no research on human psychology, but in practice, especially on his best friend, he is also somewhat in a dilemma.

Besides, even if Yanchi was not in a very high mood, he also realized that Morris was also in a bad mood.He felt puzzled and couldn't figure out why, but Morris found the topic and broke the silence: "How do you feel? Tell me about your first experience of war."

It was easy to say this, Yanchi knew that Morris didn't want to overwhelm him with the heavy atmosphere at the beginning, so he cooperated very well, put aside his doubts, and thought about it seriously.

In fact, this question is not difficult to answer, because Yanchi has almost answered this question when receiving psychological intervention before.What surprised him was that Morris didn't ask him directly if he had any concerns as soon as he came up, but started with classic questions that can be called academic.

However, Yanchi quickly replied: "I don't feel very comfortable, although the feeling of facing a battleship is actually much more acceptable than directly facing blood, and the only creature that is personally killed is that kind of appearance, you It's hard to see him as an intelligent being rather than a monster or an animal..."

He glanced at Morris, as if he felt a bit wronged: "Of course, this is also my limitation. Empathy does not extend to this species." Morris raised his eyebrows patiently without saying a word. You know, Morris usually doesn’t interrupt other people’s speech casually, he just takes this opportunity to gather energy to read the article, ready to slap people, and try to make others choke to death as soon as he speaks, so he hastened to remedy: “Of course I know that if my Empathy is really crazy to the point where you're going to laugh at my stupidity!"

Morris' dangerous eyebrows lowered.Yan Chi breathed a sigh of relief, and continued: "However, the actual operation, I think, is actually much better than I thought, and I...have learned a lesson."

What he said here is relatively brief, but Morris can understand, the gap between real war and brain compensation is really too big, Yanchi is thankful that at the current stage of BVR battle, he has almost no chance to see blood, listen From howling, facing the building collapse, the human body is scorched black, everything is like data, even more cruel, a game.

A game of life and death.

Yanchi is well aware of its nature, but when it comes to face it, it still can't help but breathe a sigh of relief, because although it looks cruel, it is silent and cold after all, without too many irritating scenes.

Morris sighed silently.

Regarding Yanchi's previous psychology, Morris should be the one who understands the deepest, because he has no one to communicate with, so he can only beep with Morris in a low voice. Although Morris and his opinions have never been the same, but after all, he has a strong ability to accept , whatever he beeps.

The banquet pool in the past was not like this.Morris looked at him silently, unexpectedly seeing a kind of vicissitudes on the young man's face.He has grown up, this process is like this, silent, but swift as thunder, by the time he finds out, it is a foregone conclusion.

Can't say whether it's good or bad, Yanchi can't be said to have looked away, completely changed, he just accepted the reality, accepted that the world he lives in is like this, whether it's good or bad, it's just like this.Regardless of whether he can feel the pain of others, he will be an executioner in front of some people, and a hero in the hearts of others.

This may be the meaning of death, who destroys the old world and creates the new world.

Yan Chi felt uncomfortable when Morris looked at him gently. He was instinctively vigilant and used offense instead of defense: "What do you think?"

Morris's eyes were still gentle: "I was thinking that you are fine without me now."

It sounded like a compliment, but Yan Chi felt creepy, not knowing where the problem was: "What? Are you praising me?"

Although theoretically speaking, after the two separated, Yanchi lived a good life alone, and even made great progress in life, but the feeling is different. After all, emotional needs cannot be blocked. Yanchi often misses him very much. However, both of them understood what Morris meant.

In the past, although Morris was not much older than Yanchi, he had always played the role of a life mentor, father and brother. Yanchi obviously relied on him, but now the situation has changed. Yanchi has indeed grown to a sufficient level. To be able to solve problems by oneself and to understand by oneself, in this regard, the role Morris can play is very limited.

Yanchi didn't know what was going on, but he still felt a little reluctant: "Then you don't have to say it like you want to say goodbye! You have only been transferred for a year, where can you go?"

He muttered, very dissatisfied with Morris.

The tacit understanding between the two over the years made Morris understand that his muttering was actually a cover-up, and he didn't want to expose his gaffe and weakness, so he kept his mouth shut and didn't say anything.

People like Morris are so smart that they already have some signs of anarchism. Even if they are serious about serving in the army, they are always calm and calm, as if they have not integrated into the environment at all. It's a weird thing.

He can linger on Yanchi and show great patience to him, Yanchi himself is sometimes surprised when he thinks about it, he doesn't know what he can do.

After talking with Morris, although he didn't touch the actual reason for Yanchi's impatience, he did stabilize a lot, and he came back and lay on the bed, frowning and thinking.

The Grim Reaper looked strangely, lying on his bedside and stretching his upper body, using this classic posture to observe him in the air.

Both of them were very silent, apparently in good agreement.

Yan Chi's breathing was calm, his expression was calm, and his eyes were calmly staring at the screen in front of him.This lying position is very unhealthy, but Reaper doesn't care about it, and he himself is quite casual.Originally, in the 23rd Legion, which pays the most attention to the details of internal affairs and behavior, Yanchi has been trained hard, but when Sunel exhausted him for a few months, he learned to have no image, no mood. Even in bad times.

The Grim Reaper originally thought that he was looking at Elwitt's untouched private message page with this expression, but when he stretched out his head, he found that Yanchi was watching some educational film.

Then why are you making that face?And why no fluctuations?

The Grim Reaper was in a complicated mood, and felt that he didn't seem to understand young humans that well. Afterwards, Yan Chi seemed to be disturbed by him, and suddenly woke up. He looked at the screen in surprise, and reached out to close the page, revealing that Alwitt hadn't moved. private message page.

It's amazing, God of death doesn't know what to say, it's a spectacle to be distracted to this extent.

Yanchi doesn't feel ashamed, because he fully understands how the god of death views human mating, and instead makes these things not a shame, but a business-like way to reproduce.

The Grim Reaper encouraged me coldly: "If you can't wait, ask again, what are you afraid of?"

Yanchi shook his head: "I don't."

But the hand is very obedient to type, sending: "How are you recently?"

The god of death clicked his tongue, which was rich in meaning.

Yan Chi continued to curl up on the pillow listlessly, without saying a word, like a puppy who lacks petting.The Grim Reaper looked interesting, and was about to say something, when they thought the notification sound would not go off.

Alwitt is almost a second.

Yanchi popped up to look at it suddenly, but found that the sentence was still very concise: "very busy."

Although these words are always in Alwitt's style, Yanchi always felt a little guilty. He wanted to explain that he didn't know that he was very busy and still hummed, but he felt that he couldn't say it, so he could only put aside this topic and ask him from the beginning. : "I heard that you have been very busy recently, are you done now?"

Erwitt may not be able to catch the carefulness of the banquet, but in his opinion, it is difficult to distinguish it from the politeness of advancing and retreating, so he obviously doesn't care too much: "You can rest for a while. I saw your psychological counseling report , better than I thought."

For some reason, Yanchi was a little cramped. He didn't know that Elwitt was paying close attention to his situation here, and would even send this kind of report to him.With so many mecha pilots in the Romanov Legion, it is obviously impossible for all of them to be the target of his attention. Yanchi is very clear that this should be a special treatment that only he can enjoy. A little guilty, feeling that there is nothing to repay, it seems that I will die if I don't do my best.

Elwitt obviously can't read minds from a distance, so Yan Chi didn't reply for a while, so he continued: "I've heard about your combat style, it's a very good idea, we can consider updating the mecha from this perspective."

It was only at this time that Yan Chi reacted and answered: "Well, then... do you want to rest?"

He didn't know how Erwitt's brain rested and relaxed, and whether it was as frequent as that of humans, but according to common sense, since Erwitt always slept as usual when they lived together, then during this time With such a busy schedule, Erwitt must be in desperate need of sleep, and it would be too shameful for him to hold on to Erwitt urgently.

However, Erwitt is obviously logical and impeccable. He said "temporarily" just now, which is what he means now: "It's not over yet."

Yan Chi froze for a moment, and understood that what he said was that his busy schedule was not over yet, and he thought in a complicated mood that it was not easy to be a marshal. This level of sleeplessness is a kind of devastation to anyone's energy, but Ai Erwitt spoke in a calm tone, as if it was commonplace. Of course, this is also because of his different physique, but there is still a natural person among the three marshals. Yanchi thinks that this person must be under great pressure. It is not easy to think about the burning passion between Corvette and Mingguang Palace.

He shook his head and didn't think about it, instead he took the time to chat with Erwitt: "Then how long have you been like this? Is your body okay?"

Although caring about his body seems superfluous, after all, the adjutant is still by his side. If it is not possible, Yanchi believes that a loyal minister like the adjutant will try his best to persuade him, and this kind of problem seems to be very common in the weird relationship between the two of them. He rarely appeared, so Yanchi also felt a little uncomfortable, but he knew Alwitt, if he asked, he would definitely get an answer.

Sure enough, Alwitt has never been surprised by his words on this kind of problem: "About three or four days, the problem is not very serious, I will control it."

Yan Chi was thinking that he was so calm, he should say something to answer, but Elwitt sent a concise explanation: "You need an army."

This sentence startled Yanchi, he frantically sent more than a dozen question marks over, dumbfounded, and the god of death watching from the side was also very surprised: "Are you kidding?!"

This time, Yanchi didn't get startled by his sudden utterance and grab the mouth of the god of death, because what the god of death said was the voice of his heart.

Generally speaking, with the rank of major, the position is a certain commander. It is normal to have people under him. Even a reconnaissance team with more than a dozen people is still a subordinate. If the official rank is a little higher, it is not too uncommon to have a fleet.

But this kind of general situation will not appear on mech troops.Due to regulations, mecha pilots start with the rank of major, so now Yanchi is an ordinary soldier in the category of mecha pilots. Those who have people under their hands are generally old pilots with rich combat experience and outstanding commanding ability. It is also several ranks higher than the major to be the leader.

Not to mention one in ten million mecha pilots, at least one in a million is all about luck, the talent is not too bad, so the spirit is quite high, it is difficult to convince people, to lead such a character, Yan Chi I don't think I'm qualified enough, but Elwitt's tone is obviously an announcement, not a discussion.

Speaking of it, Elwitt didn't seem to have discussed anything with him, Yan Chi looked back and thought, he had no time to get angry and angry, but was surprised by this statement.

What does it mean he needs an army?

As if he finally saw Yanchi's usual surprised expression from the repeated question marks, Elwitt explained quickly: "They are all the same as you."

Although the words were vague, Yanchi understood in seconds.

Ye Saier actually expanded the production so quickly!This is simply more radical than Artemis' agricultural experiment!Is there really no problem if you ask for more and more in this way?

Shouting a few words in his heart, Yanchi understood why Elwitt was so busy.

In the past, when he was the only one, the military department was worried and asked Erwitt and Mingguang Palace to follow him to prevent accidents. Now it’s all right, they are all called "armies", and the number of people is impossible to be small. How can Erwitt But labor?

Yanchi was in a daze, and turned to look at the god of death: "What should I do, I feel that I am not special at all."

The god of death raised his paw and touched his forehead knowingly, expressing comfort.

It's not that Yanchi is arrogant. Young people have this kind of cognition, thinking that they are the most powerful, intelligent and special people in heaven and earth. Now that they know that their "similar" is still being catalyzed continuously, they feel complicated at the same time. , is also very clearly lost.

The god of death understands this kind of psychology very well, but there is no good way. He kindly thought, if he suffers twice more and gets hit twice, the second stroke will almost be cured.

When the banquet pool was about to turn into a miserable little wolf cub rolling on the bed sadly, Elwitt sent another message: "Your vacation, do you want to come back?"

Yan Chi was stunned, thinking, when does he have a vacation?

After digging out the arrangement, sure enough, there is a rest and recuperation leave available.

Neither Sunel nor Artemis celebrates Hanukkah, which is not customary for Banchi, who has celebrated the festival with joy for 19 years.Soldiers don’t have too many holidays. Usually, he saves them up for Hanukkah and spends the rest of the year in peace. Now there are more freedoms than before, but the banquet pool doesn’t know how to use it.

He didn't pay attention to this matter at all, but now he didn't expect that it was Alwitt who opened the mouth, rounding up to invite him to go on vacation!

How could Yanchi disagree, and immediately replied: "I'll see the situation and come back when I can."

Come back, this word is really wonderful, but one question and one answer are used very naturally and smoothly, Yan Chi stared blankly at those two words, and it took a long time to feel his face slowly burning.

He knew that although human reproduction technology has been advancing with each passing day, the desire for a family is still engraved in the genes, an instinct that cannot be erased, but he never thought that he would treat the place where he temporarily lived as his home.

The distance there is far from the family he understands. There is no family, no affection, no love, only him is inexplicable, and the intricate dependence is entangled, which makes him even a little angry.

The god of death was booing beside him, like the chattering best friend of the protagonist in an ancient literary movie, Yan Chi grabbed his mouth and lay down on the bed again.

The Grim Reaper was forced to be obedient, looking at him with wide-eyed eyes, expressing himself with his eyes.

But Yanchi couldn't see it, he just tossed and turned in a complicated mood, and sighed deeply.

Why on earth is Erwitt talking back?

Yanchi pondered for a long time, and went to the organization to apply for a leave of absence the next day.There is no need to go to the office building of Artemis, someone in the apartment building can do it for him, which is about the same as his expectation. It seems that there are still many bachelors in Artemis, and there is no need for vacation.

After Yanchi's vacation this time, he will continue to stay here for six or seven months, but this is the normal state of life, and he is used to it. He just looks at the approval slip in his hand and feels regret slowly coming up. I don't know. After taking all the vacations in such a hurry, I plan to do what I will do in the next few months.

When asked by Alwitt, Yanchi didn't think about the matter of balance, so he agreed without hesitation, and now he feels like a pig.

He walked out of the office here and informed the adjutant that he was going back.

Although Yanchi wanted to contact Erwitt directly, but thinking of how busy he was recently, he didn't want to use these trivial matters to occupy his time, anyway, it was the same with the adjutant.

Generally speaking, the adjutant does not participate in this kind of alliance with the Academy of Sciences. His main function is to help Erwitt handle military affairs, so although Erwitt is busy, the adjutant will not be too idle, because Erwitt Sometimes there is less time to spend on military affairs, but the adjutant always has a little more time to deal with this kind of problem than Elwitt.

The adjutant was not very surprised when he received the notification from Yanchi that he would kill first and play later. Maybe it was because he was busy, he was not too poor: "Why don't I just open the authority for you, and then you can use your face to enter the door?"

Perhaps remembering that there were no cars in the banquet pool, and that mechs were banned from flying in the urban area of ​​Sunel, the adjutant gave up his plan to let him in by himself, and changed his words: "Forget it, when will you arrive, I will pick you up."

Yanchi didn't mean to ask him to pick it up and send it back, but wanted to be considerate: "Otherwise, I'd better go there by myself..."

The adjutant's tone was very gentle and patient: "Be obedient, I can find a free time, just don't cause me any more trouble, you've only been back for a few days, so don't worry."

Being so considerate, of course Yan Chi would not refuse his kindness: "Well, I'll let you know when the flight is confirmed."

There were always voices from the adjutant's place. Although the voice was not loud, Yanchi could still hear a variety of background sounds. Guessing that the adjutant was still busy in the office, he quickly hung up the communication.

It was only after Yanchi hung up that he remembered that he and Alwitt had never communicated, they were all online chatting, which sounded more incredible than the direct conversation between the two.

He thought aimlessly that if he was free next time, he must ask Elwitt to give him a communication, and try to see what the difference is in the sound transmitted through the signal. At the same time, he walked upstairs and saw through the window the , Fields covered by white greenhouses.

I don't know what new plans Artemis has.