Omega instructors are loyal

Before Fu Siheng took anyone up to the tower, the news of the sentinel's injury came from the walkie-talkie.

The opponent actually had a sniper.But it happened that the sentry bent down to pick up something, so he was not hit in the head.

Originally, there were flying mechas stored in the tower, so Fu Siheng wanted to use the drones to fly and straf the jungle, but it was too dangerous to go up at this time, and he might be shot in the head.

The omega of the medical team helped the man take out the bullet. Even though he had practiced thousands of times, his hands still trembled a little.

Only then did everyone truly realize that the invasion of foreign enemies was not just for fun, but to want their lives.

Everyone's face was extremely ugly, and the person in charge of contacting the school sent signals to the monitor over and over again, but they never received a response.

On the other hand, the command assistant has tried to contact the second squad more than a dozen times.

He put down the walkie-talkie in frustration and said, "The signal was intercepted. They thought we were trying to hack into the system."

"Instructor! There seems to be fire in the east, that's where the second unit of the second squad is stationed!" Someone shouted.

The red dot on the screen was still approaching, Fu Siheng ignored the other, raised the walkie-talkie and said, "This is the first time this order is issued, and ten forest mechs from the mechanical team set off."

"The mechanical team received it." A confident voice came from the other end.

Fu Siheng said: "Remember, fully control, this is not a drill. If you encounter danger, retreat directly to the underground trap, and I will close that door."

"Yes, Instructor."

He stared at the screen, his heart gradually raised.He still felt nervous when the soldiers who had followed him for several years went to the battlefield, let alone these students who had never experienced war.

It was pitch black outside, except for the departing mecha team, there was no movement.

Fu Siheng frowned slowly, Yan Xun hadn't come yet.

Yan Xun came to him yesterday and gave him a signal transmitter.Whenever he presses the button, it vibrates over there.

Originally, Fu Siheng didn't really want to take this thing, but Yan Xun repeatedly assured him that unless he was in danger, he would never intervene, so he was not cheating.

Ever since he found out that the enemy army had live ammunition, Fu Siheng didn't care about winning or losing. If he had a communicator in his hand, he wanted Yan Xun to bring troops in for support immediately.As for the follow-up investigation, at worst, dismissal.

However, I don't know what Yan Xun did, and there is no news until now.

As soon as the jungle mecha came out of the camp, it confronted the enemy army head-on, and there was a fierce exchange of fire outside.

The camp was close to 10 meters away from the headquarters, and after [-] minutes, the pheromones in the air had permeated here.

"Have you used all the inhibitors?" Fu Siheng asked when he saw the omegas of those medical teams.

They nodded: "Injections were used, instructor."

Fu Siheng felt relieved, and he also took an injection, and the pheromone in the air had no effect on him.

The command assistant worried: "I think those people are very capable of entanglement, should we open the trap in advance?"

"Nineteen are S-level, and the rest are A-level, but we are better than mechs." Fu Siheng said, "We will wait for the reply over there."

Ten minutes later, there was a loud panting voice from the intercom: "Report to the instructor, the No. 10 mecha requests to open the trap."

Fu Siheng: "No. [-] reports the direction."

"35 degrees northwest, closest to trap No. [-]."

"Received, the No. [-] trap has been activated. No. [-] has activated the protective measures. Please do not turn off the walkie-talkie." Fu Siheng stared at the screen, and pressed the switch the moment the No. [-] mecha reached the point.

There was a loud bang, and the mecha fell into a five or six deep trap.

Everyone else held their breath. Half a minute later, the walkie-talkie rang a few times, and a human voice came: "Ahem, report to the instructor, the No. 80.00 mecha landed safely. The external damage of the mecha was [-]% five, and the operator was not injured. .”

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and Fu Siheng let go of the walkie-talkie, his palms sweating a little.

"Got it." He replied.

After that, five more traps were opened one after another. One of the mecha operators was Shi Hongjun, who would turn on the walkie-talkie and howl from time to time.

"Wow, instructor, I seem to have killed someone! Should I go down and make sure he's dead?!"

The walkie-talkies were all played outside, and everyone was very nervous, but they almost didn't spit out after being yelled at by him.

The command assistant scolded without thinking: "You idiot! If you kill me, kill me. They want to kill you, so why don't you go down and watch?"

After cursing, he covered his mouth and looked at Fu Siheng.

Fu Siheng nodded: "You idiot, stay in the mech and continue killing."

"Okay, okay, instructor." Shi Hongjun trembled, "This is the first time I've killed someone, I'm so scared woooooo."

Fu Siheng said: "They are not human, so you should treat them as Zerg. Also, don't talk to me again until you need to open the trap."

A few people couldn't help but burst out laughing, and the atmosphere in the command room eased a lot.

After the first wave of blocking, most of the enemy soldiers were killed or injured, but some disappeared from the screen.

Fu Siheng opened all the traps and carefully searched the electronic map.

The command assistant said anxiously: "Why are there a few people missing, where did they go?"

"It should be that the infrared barrier is turned on, which is a common tool in the interstellar battlefield." Fu Siheng made a judgment in his heart. From this point of view, these people came prepared.

Although the person who fought against him just now was invisible, judging from his basic tactics, it didn't look like Warner's native tactics.

The dangers lurking in the jungle are the deadliest.The enemy is in the dark, and I am in the light. If I fail, I will be stabbed.

Fu Siheng turned his head and said, "Have you contacted the second class over there?"

The command assistant said: "No, they have been intercepting our signals crazily. They really convinced this communicator, and don't think about why I keep sending him signals."

Fu Siheng said: "Soldiers never tire of cheating. Protection is a basic measure. Don't blame them. Keep in touch."

He raised the walkie-talkie and said: "This is the first time this order is issued, all forest mechas are withdrawn, and those in the trap stay still and wait for support."

"Received." Several voices came from over there.

Everyone whispered.

"What support are we waiting for? Can we still wait for support?"

"I don't know, the school has never responded, and the second class over there ignored us, hey."

"I see that they fought fiercely just now, and those people are too terrifying, so Shi Geng's mecha can be injured."

"Wuuuu, I won't have to wait to die, I really regret that I didn't learn some self-defense skills before I came here."

Fu Siheng said to the command assistant: "After I go out in a while, I will turn on the pheromone protection and cut off the command room from the outside world."

The command assistant said blankly: "Ah? Instructor, are you going to..."

Fu Siheng said lightly: "Top pheromone, I'm afraid you won't be able to hold on."

"You want to use pheromone, but what do you do?" the command assistant asked anxiously.

If the pheromones were released too much, he would lose his mind in the jungle, which would be quite dangerous if those people were not completely incapacitated.

Fu Siheng looked at the densely packed red dots that appeared in the corner of the display screen, and said, "It's okay, he's here."

"He? Who is he?" The command assistant scratched his head.

Fu Siheng took a bottle of catalyst on his body and said, "After Yan Xun comes over, ask him to find me in the No. [-] trap, and give him the inhibitor injection by the way."

"Yan, Senior Yan is here?" Everyone was shocked.

The omega of the medical team hurriedly said: "Instructor, this catalyst..." He swallowed again when he saw Fu Siheng's eyes in the middle of speaking.

Fu Siheng didn't say anything more, just got equipped and went out.

As soon as he walked out of the command room, there was a bloody smell floating in the wind, mixed with messy battle pheromones, and mixed into a rather weird smell.

He frowned involuntarily, feeling uncomfortable in his heart.

After leaving the camp, he came to the edge of the trap. The closed door had its own odor barrier, so those below don't have to worry.

While Fu Siheng was searching the jungle, there were a few noises nearby.

Before his mind could respond, his body crouched down.

There were several muffled bang bangs, and several bomb craters appeared where he was standing.

In Fu Siheng's gray-blue eyes, Liaoyuan's anger gradually burned, engulfing his vision inch by inch.

A sneer came from the jungle, as if thinking he had slipped through the net.The man even sent a signal arrogantly, urging all the nearby companions to gather around.

It was the vanguard, he judged from Fu Siheng's bullet that it couldn't hurt anyone.

Fu Siheng moved near the No. [-] trap, fastened the safety rope, and opened the cap of the catalyst bottle.

With a soft "boo", he raised his head and downed the catalyst in one go.

Pioneer observed his position and concentrated fire near the trap. Almost instantly, eight bullets hit him near him at the same time.

Fu Siheng cursed secretly, left the trap decisively, lowered his body and shuttled through the jungle.

When he heard the noise next to him, he realized that there were more than a dozen people, and they should be making up again.

After the catalyst was eaten, there was no reaction at all.

While dealing with them, Fu Siheng started to worry while running with ten of them.It shouldn't be, how come there is no feeling of pheromone overflow except for a little panting.

While dodging the bullets, he also found a sniper who was concentrating on ambush, and solved him smoothly.

However, at the same time, his knees softened and he fell to the ground on one knee.

The feeling of pheromone surge came as soon as it was said, and it was dozens of times more violent than ever before.His chest was instantly on fire, as if his whole body was being roasted on a flame.

An extremely familiar dizziness and hotness rushed straight to his forehead, like a wildfire igniting his blood in an instant, burning his eyes red.

Fu Siheng didn't catch his breath and almost fainted on the spot.

He gritted his teeth and supported the tangled roots in front of him, panting uncontrollably.

"Damn it." He didn't expect this catalyst to come so violently, making his pheromones run wild in the forest completely out of control.

There were wailing sounds one after another around, as well as the sound of guns going off.

Taking advantage of his sanity, Fu Siheng tried his best to climb over the No. [-] trap that was closest to him.

Before he touched the trap, someone covered his mouth from behind.

Just as he was about to struggle, the person behind him whispered in his ear: "It's me, I'm here."

Suddenly, warm amber musk came over, and Fu Siheng exhaled and sprayed it on Yan Xun's palm.

Yan Xun hurriedly let go of him as if he had been burned by something.

"Damn..." He wanted to say something, but he held back, and could only look back to observe the enemy's situation, while trying to distance himself from Fu Siheng.

The highly matching omgea pheromone made him full of bloodthirsty and violent temper.

He pulled his hand away little by little, and when he was about to let go completely, Fu Siheng suddenly hugged his arm.

"Yan Xun, I'm so uncomfortable." He said in a low voice.

Yan Xun opened his mouth, but stopped when he saw his face.

Fu Siheng's entire face was flushed red, and his eyes, which were always as indifferent as snow mountains, now contained longing and attachment.Her moist lips were slightly parted, and every breath was filled with the bewitching peach aroma.

He stuck it up in a daze, and clung to his neck like a snake along his arm.

"It's so hot, help me." The voice, which was several times softer than usual, melted sweetly and greasy in Yan Xun's ears.

Warm and slender hands pressed against his neck, wrapping them tightly as if grabbing a life-saving straw.

At that moment, the string of reason in Yan Xun's mind broke.

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Amway's new advance receipt, hey, sweet campus text "I let you, don't cry"

Jiang Liu, a genius boy at the French Open, injured his right hand in an international match and fell from the altar ever since.

After returning to China, he studied at Windsor International High School, which is famous for its tennis department.

On the first day of school, the Head of the Windsor Tennis Department offered him an olive branch.

Han Jin, the Minister of Bingshan who made people fearful, extended his right hand to him and said, "I watched your match at the French Open. Are you interested in joining Windsor?"

Jiang Liu put his five fingers together and gave him a high five, and said impatiently: "Let me go, you block me from seeing the school belle."

Han Jin's face turned cold, and the people around him gasped.

A few months later, in the provincial junior team competition, the new Windsor team members were born and defeated the junior middle school veterans 6-0.

The veteran was hit in the face three times by the ball and cried in humiliation.

Jiang Liu raised his eyebrows: "Don't cry, our minister will give you two points in the next game."

When the veteran heard this, he cried even harder.

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Han Jin pinched Jiang Liu's chin and narrowed his eyes: "Are you causing trouble for me?"

Jiang Liu blushed and struggled: "It's not good to make you famous, the minister is really hard to serve."

Han Jin gently squeezed his right wrist, and whispered in his ear: "If you are disobedient, you don't need to hold the racket with this hand anymore. I will let you hold something else."

Jiang Liu opened his eyes wide, and Han Jin snorted coldly: "Then you will know what it means to be really difficult to serve."

*Bad tempered and irritable genius subject vs indifferent left-handed ice mountain god