The major general has a wrong style of painting in his life

"...boss...boss!"

"what?"

Owen came back to his senses, and the communication side was speechless, "That Star Bandit has entered the range! Request to attack!"

"Oh, then attack."

What do you mean by "oh, let's attack", this is performing a mission, don't you want to be so casual!

However, it is obvious to all that Owen is not in the right state recently. If you want to talk about the reason, everyone thinks that it is closely related to the adjutant's leaving without saying goodbye, but Ou Dashao does not admit it.

Speaking of this, in fact, most people in the group thought that "the adjutant is finally fed up with being a nanny." After all, Moral's prestige and ability are there, and everyone thinks that he is simply overqualified.

But Young Master Ou is not someone who can be criticized casually, this idea can only be circulated in private and cannot reach Young Master Ou's ears.

It's all right now, the adjutant has asked for a three-month leave, and less than half a month has passed, Young Master Ou seems to have lost his soul.In the past, there were people to help him handle both public and private matters. He only needed to issue some key orders, hold meetings with the military department, and lead troops out on missions. Now he has to personally intervene in every detail, which is really annoying.

It's not that there are no temporary adjutants, and they can do things, but Ou Dashao just doesn't like it no matter what, he finds faults and bullies all day long, so that he wants to transfer jobs.

Was he distracted on the battlefield just now?Those who didn't know thought he was broken in love!

"Boss, it seems that there is another team attacking the tail of the Star Thief fleet."

"What kind of team?"

"Looking at the models of the battleship and mecha, it should be a mercenary."

"We will attack from the head, send messages to the mercenaries, and temporarily requisition and cooperate."

On the battlefield, when mercenary missions are repeated with the army, the army will temporarily recruit mercenary teams to perform missions together. At this time, mercenaries can no longer apply for mission rewards from the mercenary market, but the military will give them certain compensation, including Supplies and mercenary team points.

Material compensation is naturally not comparable to the mission rewards in the mercenary market, but mercenary team points are very difficult to earn. When cooperating with the army, the points are generously given, and all mercenaries are also very happy to carry out this kind of cooperation.

Sure enough, the other party immediately agreed to the military's request. The Star Bandit was attacked by the enemy. After only a few hours of fighting, the Star Bandit lost its combat effectiveness. The main ship wanted to leave the team and escape, but was destroyed by a mecha from the mercenary side. The energy cabin was removed, and finally all the crew were captured.

"Damn it, did you see that? That 'White Pigeon' is simply amazing!"

"Single mecha vs battleship, don't die, hero!"

"Dude, do you think you're making a movie? But that god's dodging and moving is simply coquettish!"

"Do you think the action pattern of the white dove team is a bit familiar?"

"It's a bit of an army style, probably a retired soldier."

The team members chattered together, but Owen's face turned black.

After capturing the prisoners and counting the spoils, Owen took two soldiers to the mercenary battleship to express his gratitude to the regiment leader.During the chat, Owen suddenly mentioned to the captain that he wanted to see the mercenary who attacked the warship alone and detonated the energy capsule in the end.

"Lancelot is a new partner. As soon as he came, he knocked down one of my captains and took his place. In just one week, he trained those sloppy guys like a legion, oh, of course, with Your regular army is incomparable," the regiment leader proudly introduced, "but to be honest, in terms of mech level alone, even if it is placed in the army, it is top-notch, but it is a pity that he was discharged due to injury, otherwise we will take advantage of it in one round? "

"Really," Owen clenched his fists, "Speaking of which, I also know such a guy..."

"Ah, here we come, Lance, just in time, I'm going to find you, people from the military want to see you."

The captain went up and put his arms around the shoulders of the man in combat uniform, brought him over and said to Owen, "Major, this is our white pigeon captain Lancelot, Lance, you have made a great contribution this time, Otherwise, the leader of the star bandits will run away! Hahahahaha!"

Owen: Lancelot? (╬￣dish￣)convex

Big Soldier: Sir... Σ(°△°|||)︴

Moral: ... ⊙_⊙

Owen gritted his teeth and said, "When did you leave the army, why don't I know?"

Sensing the tense atmosphere, the group leader said awkwardly, "This... an acquaintance?"

Owen said to the head of the group, "I know you very well, can I use your place to talk?"

"Uh... Of course, go to the reception room over there."

Moral followed Owen into the meeting room. Two soldiers stood at the door, one on the left and one on the right, like door gods. The mercenaries stood aside and watched curiously.

Da Bing: What are you looking at?

Mercenary: What are you looking at?

In the meeting room, Owen sat down and said bitterly, "You are violating discipline, Captain Moral. You went to work as a mercenary during your service? Is it because your salary was not paid or the benefits were not in place? ?”

Moral stood at attention before him and said nothing.

"You're dumb!" Owen was irritated by this attitude of non-violence and non-cooperation. He slapped the table and stood up and shouted, "Aren't you usually very talkative? Ah? What's your attitude? Are you justified for violating discipline? Did you give the leave note directly to the marshal without being approved by the superior? You want to take a vacation without handing over the work? Have I allowed you to take a vacation? The newsletter is not opened and the message is not replied. You are so big and you still play with me? Are you in the second period? Haven't passed yet, have you?"

Outside.

Da Bing: It's over, it's over, the two officers are finally doing it!

Mercenary: ...It means that our new captain can't be kept, right?

Moral rolled his eyes speechlessly, "The configuration of the mercenary warship is not good, this room is not soundproof, can you keep your voice down?"

"Yo, do you feel ashamed now?"

"It's not me who is shameless," Moral said slowly, "You want the whole world to know that you can't even manage your own adjutant?"

Owen: ...(╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

Moral sat down slowly, put the helmet he was holding aside, and tugged at the tight collar of the combat uniform, "You are right, I violated the discipline, when you go back and report to the higher authorities, I will It can be dealt with in a legitimate way. No one will watch you again in the future, are you happy?"

Owen was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood, and he punched Moral in the face.Unexpectedly, Moral turned over and dodged, Owen said in surprise, "You, you still hide?"

"Why don't I hide?" Moral looked at Owen with a mentally retarded look. "You don't hide when someone hits you? Oh, sorry, it seems that you really don't hide."

Owen: I feel like I have an intimacy with a canine that goes beyond friendship.

"What do you mean now? Are you looking for a way out for yourself?" Owen took a deep breath and talked to him as calmly as possible, "Why didn't you tell me earlier? No matter how much you don't trust me, this kind of thing Isn't it related to your own health? I asked you to go..."

In a field training last year, Owen was unwilling to lead the team, so he found an excuse to be lazy and asked Moral to go instead.After returning, Moral went to the hospital to lie down for a week, and Owen even laughed at him for being weak.

Now that I think about it, the actual combat training should have affected his leg injury, right?

"Anyway, the result is the same," Moral lowered his eyes and stared at his hand, "I should have accepted my fate two years ago, but I continued to lie there, thinking that I was still holding a life-saving tree in my hand. Straw. In fact, I have already sunk to the bottom, but I am still daydreaming."

"Accept fate?" Owen sneered, "That's not something any adjutant I know would say."

"Otherwise?" Moral laughed at himself, "I am such a waste, what else can I do? I will never go to the front line again."

"Who said you are trash?! You can still become an instructor, commander, and captain. Don't you claim to be an all-around talent? There are so many jobs vying for you! Why do you have to go to the front line to die! What were you doing just now? Challenge the ship alone? You are capable! Don’t you know that detonating the energy chamber of the battleship will cause an energy storm? If you are not careful, you will be sucked into it and there will be no bones left!”

"At least I can die on the battlefield!"

Moral couldn't help roaring, "Do you think I like to enter the army? Do you think I'm happy to be your housekeeper? When you can live happily in the sea of ​​stars, I can only hide behind and talk to those ditch rats." Even if I can still pilot the mecha, my physical level will never go any further! I can’t surpass my opponent or even myself! My life came to an end two years ago, am I still alive like this? !"

Owen hugged Moral and forced him into his arms.Moral struggled desperately, but the physical limitations of sentries and ordinary people were there, and he couldn't even let Owen's arm loosen an inch.

After a while, Moral stopped struggling, but his body was shaking violently.Suppressed whimpers came into his ears, Owen ran down his hair, kissed him on the top of his head, and held him tightly in his arms, as if wanting to share his sorrow with himself.

"Your battle is not over, your life has just begun," Owen said softly in his ear, "If you lose a battlefield, you can still open up new ones. You can't fight on the front line, but you can also fight in the rear .”

"That's... nice... what do you know..."

"I don't understand, so can you give me a chance to understand you?" Owen said with a bitter smile, "For the past two years, I have been blaming you for my father's restraint. You handle military affairs for me. I think It is reasonable, you plan my life for me, I think it is indirect surveillance. What do you like, what are you good at, what do you want to do, what do you hate, I don’t know all of them... Only when I realize that I am about to lose you, I just realized that I'm used to your presence."

"So, give me another chance, okay? I don't want to regret after losing you..."

Moral stopped crying, raised his face with red eyes, and then Owen relaxed a little, looking at him expectantly.

His response was Moral's heavy punch, knocking out the same tooth he had two years ago.

"MD mentally retarded! Don't use your methods of picking up girls to deal with me!"