Road to Glory [Interstellar]

Gustav was conflicted in his heart.

He wanted to wipe out this dangerous person from the third planet who knew too much in a sense, and the sooner the better.But he wanted the other party to suffer in prison with a disabled appearance; the miserable appearance of the other party's pride would make him quite happy.

With this in mind, Gustav threw the other party into a men's prison.The people there may not have committed any major crimes, but they are all violent and vicious guys without any reason at all.

"Is this really okay?" Carmen asked him on the way to visit him in prison. "I admit, it's very refreshing. But you shouldn't be caught at this time; the old guys will say you abuse prisoners of war."

"So?" Gustav asked happily, "You have also seen that those cowards on the third planet left this guy behind. Maybe that Her Royal Highness is just talking hard, but she has already been intimidated by the Principality of Ryan." Guanghui, this time, throw the person who caused the conflict to me to vent my anger."

Carmen shook her blond hair over her shoulders, and suddenly smiled, revealing a bit of naughtiness.In front of Gustav, she was allowed to act with a casual attitude, and she was closer to a woman with a variety of styles than a stereotyped female officer. "If this is the case, then you can really do whatever you want. After all, even his motherland has abandoned him. But I think that the third planet's king's agent, that little girl, is not like using someone and then throwing them away immediately." Who opened it?"

"She doesn't look like someone who can control the power while her father and brother are alive." Gustav said in a deep voice, "Everything, as long as she arranges, there must be a plan."

They stopped at the entrance of a corridor leading to the interior of the prison.Royce was locked in a room at the end, and other prisoners were held on both sides of the corridor.

The unusual silence made Gustav frowned, and Carmen immediately understood what he meant. "Is today's activity time over? It's much quieter here than usual." She asked the prison officer, "And, what's the matter with the smell of blood?"

In prisons serving sentences for violent crimes, inmates are often granted free movement in the corridors for an hour a day.The warden intends to use this method to give the violent people a way to vent, so that those guys can consume the thyroid hormone that is soaring that there is almost nowhere to put it in the body.Today, as far as common sense is concerned, it is a bit quiet.

A shocked expression appeared on the face of the prison officer guarding the gate. "You don't know how much trouble that new guy has caused! That guy is not from the Principality of Ryan at first glance, and he looks good, so he will naturally cause trouble..."

Carmen's complexion changed when he understood the meaning behind the dialect: "These dirty guys! Disgusting! Don't they have only |half| left to think?"

"Don't worry about this! Anyway, that guy didn't suffer at all! I don't know what happened, but when I heard the riot and others coming over..." The prison officer stopped talking.His teeth were chattering.

That scene was imprinted in his mind with a strong impact, constantly stimulating his not-so-fragile nerves.

The ground was littered with severed arms and legs.

White skeletons were exposed from the severed surface, and bone residues were scattered beside it.The blood vessels and flesh seemed to be torn apart, with extremely irregular edges.

At the end of that piece of flesh and blood, the instigator couldn't leave the cell with the open door because of the restraint of the steel cable, and the other party didn't seem to plan to leave either.

At that moment, the other party wiped away the blood splashed on his face expressionlessly, stared at himself with fierce, sharp but empty eyes, and then looked away after a while.

"No fun," said the dangerous prisoner softly.

"These people are full of flaws. It's very boring to use them to torture me. If you want me to collapse and die due to excessive blood loss, there are many feasible solutions. Do you need me to teach you?"

—simply terrible!

Gustav was unable to hear what had happened from the prison officer.He left Carmen outside and walked into the hallway alone.He noticed that some of the cells were empty, and in Royce's cell, there was even scraps of meat at the bottom of the partition rails.Guessing what happened, he immediately sneered. "Explain."

Royce crouched in a corner, concentrating on massaging hyperactive joints with his left hand. "Everyone in this corridor has been injured and has flaws. Of course, I don't want to test your conjecture, but those guys smell too bad and want to touch me with dirty hands, so I have to stop them completely It's getting closer."

"It seems that I need to thank you," Gustav sneered again, "you actually helped me. Yes, I have seen how your third planet's mechs fight. That kind of mecha is considered slender among mechas." A body that can tear apart a normal body, this is not normal..."

"It's science."

"You're right to say that." Gustav pondered for a moment, "Your mechas are connected to the senses of the pilot, right? Specially trained mecha masters have superb fighting skills, and their mechas A also has inordinate flexibility because of them."

Royce turned his head and gave him an approving look.That look gave Gustav the illusion of being praised as a primary school student,

disgusted him. "What do you mean by that look, Royce?"

Royce was still facing him, but his eyes wandered to the side. "We have no way of knowing what kind of technology the other party's system uses. At best, we can only guess-in theory. You guessed well, although not entirely correct."

Gustav didn't worry about where he was wrong; he was completely irritated by the other party's bad attitude after becoming a prisoner.He stepped forward a few steps, reached out and pinched the opponent's chin, forcing the opponent to look at him. "If you're really an upright man, talk to me face to face! Stop putting on such a disgusting arrogance, it's disgusting!"

Royce stared at Gustav silently.

Gustav stared into Royce's eyes.

After staring at each other for nearly half a minute, Gustav let go and stood up, very surprised.

The guy he thought was too arrogant and took pleasure in irritating himself, blushed when he met his eyes.

This guy...couldn't he just be shy?

With such doubts in mind, Gustav finally asked hesitantly: "Before you were silent on the No. [-] plane, was it just because...you were shy? Are you really...are you just shy? "

"To shut up."

The voice is very calm.However, the other party turned his face away and bit his lower lip, which obviously proved his conjecture.

For a moment, Gustav wanted to laugh; a childish mentality of "suppressing the enemy in momentum" brought him an inexplicable pleasure |.Immediately afterwards, he was very annoyed.

It was because of this kind of boring misunderstanding before that I couldn't hold back, and was deflated in battle several times!

After he calmed down a bit, Gustav asked again: "How is your hand? I see you are still bleeding."

Royce looked down at the bleeding gauze.Unlike what Gustav thought, he was not surprised or worried because he couldn't stop the bleeding. "It hurts a little."

No.

It's not just about pain.

Gustav stared at the other's right arm for a moment.He knew that if he wanted to pilot the No. [-] machine, he couldn't do without a pair of hands that could move flexibly; and the enemy's mecha was controlled by the mecha master's will or movement, so a person with a healthy body was even more needed.

Now, the Imperial Mecha Master that he once dreaded has lost his most important hand. "You lost your right hand."

"Ah."

"Is there something wrong with your brain! You lost the key hand, but you talk about it calmly! And your country has abandoned you, leaving you to fend for yourself in this prison!" With an unusually pale and calm face, Gustav was a little restless.

"Ah."

"Haven't you thought about it? Her Royal Highness, whom you swore allegiance to, didn't trust you at all, and threw you to me as a sacrifice." Suddenly, a thought flashed into Gustav's mind. "That's right, you don't need that hand—if you stay with me."

Royce, who had been sitting on the ground, finally had some reaction.He stood up slowly, showing a puzzled look. "Stay with you?"

"You're a smart guy, and you're calm enough." Gustav, who had already made up his mind to execute the other party, just had a whim, but felt more and more interesting to see the other party's reaction, so he began to lecture seriously , "Carmen, the female officer who fought against you is currently my only deputy. Your ability is fully qualified for the same position. Of course, you will be monitored. To gain all my trust, you need to be more than The original Carmen had to work harder."

The confusion on Royce's face still hasn't dissipated. "What's your starting point? Can I drive the No. [-] machine and know the technology of the third planet?"

Gustav nodded with a smirk.

Royce fell silent.Gustav looked at the other person's face, trying to capture all the changes in expression.

Although this guy is annoying, his eyes are amazingly beautiful.thought Gustav.He saw the dazzling galaxy in the green eyes that looked aside, and the light shining there directly met his eyes.

Royce sighed suddenly, and spoke: "I thought, at least you are different, Gustav." He said, "At least, before you spoke just now, I thought you were 'special' to me." 'of."

Gustav felt his heart beat a little faster.This is simply inexplicable, he thought.But on the other hand, Gustav vaguely agrees with Royce's words.

They should be similar people, in some respects.

After breathing a few times at the usual rate, Gustav asked, "What do you mean?"

"I thought there was at least one person who thinks in a similar way to me and can understand my thoughts." Royce turned his back and talked to himself, as if he didn't even have any interest in talking to the other party. It’s a misunderstanding. Right now, for the people on the third planet, and for me, what kind of existence is the Principality of Ryan.”

After hesitating for a moment, Gustav said truthfully: "You should know that people of different races and forms are different and the two countries are constantly in conflict. How is this defined in terms of diplomatic relations?"

"'Enemy country'." Royce did not respond to Gustav's words, but said softly: "When I was in the army, when I talked about 'enemy country', the Principality of Ryan would probably be everyone who heard this word. The default option in the minds of people. If even my family members will betray me, then how can you, as an outsider or even an enemy, be worthy of my trust."