[Full-time expert umbrella repair] How to survive in the wild with your enemies

The difference between shaped monsters?

Ye Xiu finally made up his mind.

Imperial Standard Year, 218, Autumn.

The Third Army of the Empire, who bears the glory of winning countless battles and is suspected of multiple murders, the Colonel Ye Xiu, who has both reputation and reputation, killed a large number of compatriots without any scruples. For the first time, the upper echelon of the Empire has an official statement about him.

——'Ye Xiu is crazy'.

The first unrestrained cooperation between the military and the government was to hunt down this extremely difficult Alpha.

The driving skills that no one in the Ailang Empire can match, and the experimental machine One Autumn Leaf, which is far superior to all mechas, let Ye Xiu act without any scruples.Due to the astonishing reputation he had accumulated in the hearts of the people in the past, the representatives of the Ministry of Political Affairs made Huairou speeches again and again, promising the people that Ye Xiu would be captured alive and provided with the best treatment; while the Military Department tried to kill him time and time again with distorted faces behind the scenes. The presence.

Ye Xiu was breathing heavily. In One Autumn Leaf's cockpit, he hadn't closed his eyes for more than 36 hours. After driving the mech for a long time, his eyes were overly tired, sore and swollen.

He drove the mech, blasted through 47 research institutes with a clean and beautiful appearance, broke in under the horrified eyes of a group of people, and directly took away the special induction bomb.

In the outer star field of the empire, the induction bomb exploded, like a bright firework blooming in the universe. As if receiving the signal, countless Zergs paused at the same time and turned to the pitch-black mecha.

They chased after One Autumn Leaf, and passed through the crack in the flames of the violent explosion...

The empty and dark universe is boundless, there is no room for Ye Xiu to stop, and he does not allow himself to have other thoughts.

Time is running out, and he doesn't know when he will come to an end. Before that, he can only carry out his belief that he can't easily tell right from wrong, and persist until the last second.

...until a mecha, trailing a trail of light like a snow-white meteor, flashed past my eyes suddenly.

Su Muqiu saw himself.

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ch7

'……leaf'

"Ye Xiu...be sober..."

'...don't go on, you killed...isn't that enough...'

'...Colonel, it's time for you to rein in the precipice. '

boom!

ch17

"When I was in my hometown, the mechs fought a battle last month."

Ye Xiu propped his face sideways, flicked the cigarette in his mouth, and continued:

"The ground is full of potholes, and there is a nest of worms hiding in it. They ate a lot of people and left a lot of bones. Sure enough, whether it is stars or people, you have to look at it from a distance. There are no flaws. It's all gone, bright and beautiful."

ch30

'Ye Xiu from the Third Army... is a traitor to the empire. '

"For the empire. For mankind." He heard his own voice, heavy, as if overcast, and his dark eyes scanned all the trustworthy or no longer human 'people' below, "I have something I have to complete Mission. I will not apologize, let alone regret—”

80, 51-4

Dizzy, dizzy, accompanied by a severe headache.

The pain was as if the whole person had been split, and the soul was shattered into countless irreparable pieces.

This is all he felt when he struggled to gather his consciousness and opened his eyes.

At the same time, his body was cold and his forehead was hot, as if his head was lying on a pile of ice with a stove on his head. The mixed feeling of ice and fire made him tremble, and his teeth chattered.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but in a trance, he always felt that the old stains on the ceiling caused by water leakage were blurry for a while, and then they were so clear that he could tell how many rough edges they had seeped out.The sounds I heard in my ears were also weird, sometimes it was like a cat stomping past lightly, and sometimes it was like the crash of thundering artillery fire.

……Where am I?what happened?

During the dizzy period, every minute and every second dragged on for a long time. He couldn't even maintain simple logical thinking. He could only repeat the two questions of "who am I" and "where am I" like a ghost hitting a wall.

He faintly felt that the discomfort in his body and the pain deep in his soul seemed to be two different things, independent of each other, but all added to his precarious fragments of consciousness.The latter wasn't real pain, but something that disturbed him so much...

Suddenly, his thoughts were interrupted, and a small face appeared above, and he looked over unconsciously.

It was a girl, quite young, perhaps less than 5 years old, with baby fat on her cheeks, but she could already glimpse the embryonic form of a future beauty from the details of her facial features.However, those beautiful round eyes were overflowing with tears at the moment, and the teardrops could not stop rolling down, smashing into the basin she was holding.

He obeyed his body instincts, worked hard to squeeze out a little bit of strength, raised his hand to wipe the tears on the girl's cheeks, breathless, and said in a hoarse voice:

"...Don't cry, Mucheng, brother is fine."

By the way, the little girl is his own sister, Su Mucheng.He thought dizzily, but a certain sense of dislocation and confusion lingered.

The world was spinning around, as if the whole person was locked in a box and shook vigorously. It took a lot of effort for him to have the energy to observe his surroundings.

Whether it's Su Mucheng, the broken washbasin, the single bed he was lying on, the leaky ceiling, the dimly flickering lights, or all kinds of incomplete or tattered furniture and objects around him, it explains them again. The living conditions were harsh.

"Well, I won't cry, and my brother will get better soon."

Su Mucheng said, she wiped her face, the dirt on the back of her hand turned her little face into a cat.

The little girl didn't have the time to take care of herself, but she wiped his face and hands very seriously, and put a cold towel on her forehead.Even though it was of no avail, he still grinned soothingly, as if most of his health had been healed because of this towel, Su Mucheng followed suit, she was too young to tell whether her brother's smile was sincere, or if he really wanted to hide it from her.

After putting away the towels folded into squares, Su Mucheng ran to the table with missing legs, and carefully took out a small cloth bag from a basket. A loaf of hard bread with gray edges.

Facing the rotten bread, the little girl quietly swallowed her saliva.

Su Mucheng didn't know what kind of state her brother was in now, he could see even the slightest bit of the ceiling too clearly, and she didn't know when she was hiding in the corner with her back turned, picking up the gray corner of the bread and eating it bit by bit At that time, he saw everything in his eyes.

Su Mucheng repeatedly confirmed that the bread looked appetizing, and then she smiled happily and returned to the bed with the clean bread.

"Brother, eat something. If you are sick, eat more to get better."

The little girl ordered, contrary to the action of pinching the corners to eat in small bites just now, Su Mucheng tore the bread boldly into big pieces, soaked it in water to soften it, and brought it to his lips.

He was really hungry and panicked, his whole body was hot, his stomach was like burning coals, and he could only open his mouth to swallow the soaked bread bit by bit.

To tell the truth, he thought the bread was good enough, as if he had tasted something worse.However, the body's reaction was like a stick in the throat, overflowing with sourness.

"Mucheng, did you go out and find this today?"

"Yes! Brother, don't worry, I can also help you find food."

The little girl looked happy, and said something that ordinary people can't imagine: "Recently, the garbage in District D is often dumped nearby. It's a waste for them to eat. I found a lot of food, and I was full."

Su Mucheng rubbed her stomach in distress.

Her movements are very skillful, she really looks like she is full and has a bulging stomach, but this is a trick he has used so badly, how can he not be able to tell the truth from the fake?There was a pile of clothes under the little girl's hands, but her stomach was actually empty and shriveled inside.

His thoughts were suddenly disturbed, and some vague cognitions flashed in his mind.

——The fifth-class module of the Federation, District E, is called "slums" by the world.

This broken place is used as a module, of course, there are four seasons that are exquisitely simulated by the weather system. It is extremely hot in summer, but the heat is not dead; it is extremely cold in winter, but there are places like the central block, which maintain a suitable constant temperature all year round.

The federal government guarantees the minimum food and medicine, and there are also rations here, enough for people to survive.

But just to survive.

Live like a human being, like a walking dead.

He had never been more clearly aware of this.

Even though he couldn't think of anything at all, he still had this feeling:

The winter in the slums this year was the coldest since he could remember.The cold wind pierces the bone, straight to the bone marrow.

He was still dizzy and dizzy, his body was fighting with heat and cold, but the louder and louder cries in his heart forced him to stand up, and under Su Mucheng's exclamation, he staggered to the ground.

"Mucheng, what date is today?"

Su Mucheng reported worriedly, and nervously supported him: "...what's wrong, brother?"

He didn't answer, shaking his head rattling.

The news he heard while setting up a street stall on the street a while ago, his uncertain guesses about his physical condition, and the feeling that the little girl was skinny by his hand all connected into a clear and definite answer.

With no time to care about other things, he broke free from the little girl's hand, forgot to put on his shoes, and strode out the door!

Outside the narrow and dark slums, the module is a clear and hypocritical blue sky, false white clouds are dotted in the sky like cotton candy, the crowds on the street are stirring, and the lively music is loudly playing in the street. The gray and ruined scene outside formed an incomparable contrast.

Everything he felt in his eyes, ears, hands, and limbs was turned into countless subtle and excessive information, which was roughly stuffed into his brain, squeezing his consciousness to pieces.However, he never stopped, and the thoughts that had just occurred to him were stuck in his mind. Taking advantage of his young age and stature, he squeezed left and right among the crowd, and rushed straight to the middle of the main street, breathing heavily.

His sudden appearance made the rear orchestra play a celebration