All the stars know that I am beautiful as a flower

3.

South of the training ground.

Frensen grabbed Jialin's throat, turned over and pinned him tightly!

"Ah!" The young man screamed, then grabbed the opponent's wrist and dragged him to the side!

Broken crystal fragments and metal materials cut Frensen's hand, and the adrenaline soared so violently that he didn't even feel the pain, while Alpha's strong and tyrannical smell spread undisguisedly, and Garin was crushed. The pain in his sternum was unbearable, the blood in his whole body was screaming and rushing wildly, and the powerful breath of the other party was disintegrating his mind bit by bit.

Cold sweat mixed with blood slid down the young man's smooth and delicate neck.

Compared with a typical adult alpha, he is too thin. Although Galin has well-proportioned and coordinated muscles and bones, his agility and flexibility are unquestionable, but this incredible agility that seems to be presented after strict training-it can be born Be endowed with an alpha whose muscle strength is ten times stronger!

Galin was pinched, and it was obvious that he had no chance of winning after taking Frensen's gun, but Frensen didn't take advantage of it either.

Just when the onlookers felt that the outcome was set and the result was beyond doubt, Garin seemed to have been accumulating energy for a long time, and suddenly burst into force, raised his leg and kicked the opponent's abdomen, just as Frunsen was pinching himself. , aiming at the opponent's temple without hesitation is an elbow!

a bit!

Twice!

Three times!

"Oh!" Lein shouted in surprise, "Yes!"

"Report, sir! This is the National Day Carnival of the Ares Military Academy - the 'Battle of Independence'! The use of small-scale explosives is very common." The distance between Adjutant Moller and Rein was less than half a meter, and he still opened his voice loudly Shouted, "Sir! They have special protective clothing, let's go back to the cabin first!"

Rein did not return to the cabin, but turned over and jumped down the steps, hiding behind, holding up the binoculars and constantly adjusting: "No...wait - well done! Fuck!"

A cluster of dense black spots appeared outside the distant waterway, and gradually approached to show a clear human figure.

A series of portraits were displayed in real time on the projection of Moller's wristband. The face recognition and personal introduction below quickly scrolled past. The six vice-principals of Ares lined the road to welcome, and the leaders of the military region were among them. Filled with joy and joy.

"Sir! The explosion is still going on, get back to the pod before they send someone to get us—"

On the edge of the training field, Frensen twisted his neck in pain to avoid the opponent, and at the same time slammed Garin's abdomen hard. He was very aware of the power of his full blow, even if the opponent was wearing a combat uniform with a protective inner layer He had to lose all his strength, but the situation clearly exceeded his expectations. As if he didn't feel any pain, Galin still slammed his elbows hard into his skull one after another!

Frenson clearly felt that Garin was vomiting blood—he trembled violently, and then swallowed the blood back as hard as he wanted to bite off his tongue.

And the irritating elbows continued!

How can he bear it so much?

Did he forget it was just a drill?

Frensen was almost bewildered by this kind of desperate fighting, forgetting that it was the live ammunition duel that he proposed first-just because he couldn't swallow this breath, a beta competed with him for the first place.

I have to say that when Frunsen was in the command room and was surprised to find that the person who came to him was not his old enemy Randall in the blue combat uniform, but an unknown beta, Frunson really had a kind of thought. The feeling that killed him.

Even though he thinks so, Frensen is very clear that actions that endanger life safety are not allowed in the school training. The so-called "live ammunition duel" is based on the reduction of the ammunition and firepower in the battle of freedom. On the basis that it will not cause minor injuries or more damage to people when the combat uniform is on.

——This is completely different from actually doing survival training on other planets.

What Frensen didn't know was that Garin didn't know this rule.

He had been at the Ares Military Academy for no more than a week, friendless, alone, and ignorant of the "Battle of Independence" and its unwritten rules.

Very simple, Frensen's invitation 10 minutes ago, the bet was on his life.

Blood dripped down Frensen's eyelids, Frensen trembled uncontrollably, and accidentally caught a glimpse of Jialin's eyes.

Those eyes again.

Frensen was startled when he saw it, and the hairs on his whole body seemed to explode.

——Compared with before, he seems to have completely changed. The extreme alienation and indifference before was replaced by violent anger, just like a prehistoric monster driven to a desperate situation, waking up from the glacier with a roar.

At that moment, Frenson suddenly noticed a scent.

As if close at hand, an alpha quietly appeared, and his pheromone instantly drew a picture of death in everyone's mind.

Frensen knew that this was his hallucination, no one was approaching within five kilometers of them, and it was a presumptuous beta who was madly trying to kill him at this moment, but this feeling was so realistic, so realistic that Frenson Rensen wanted to give up the duel and fled.

But he cannot escape.

He cannot be defeated by a beta as an alpha, and this failure will forever nail him to the pillar of shame in the War of Independence—the eternal pillar of shame in his personal history.

——Actually, when he thought this way, he was already on the verge of defeat, but Jialin obviously didn't have any more physical strength.

"clang"--

The morning bell of Ares rang loudly, and the bell resounding through the sky passed through the entire campus, and the vegetation seemed to resonate and tremble!

The red dot on the magnetic card that was thrown a few meters away during the fight between the two suddenly flashed, and then the signal flare over the school instantly ignited, reflecting the night sky in the early morning like day.

All the campus radios are turned on, the training ground salutes, and the National Day march is played in every corner of the school!

On this day 50 years ago, the Federation officially won the final battle of "Swabia-Azberding". The "Battle of Independence" ended. Every inch of the land, the soldiers and the Republic were born in blood!

"clang"! ——

"clang"!

The grade director and the people at the reception rushed over in the gunpowder smoke, one left and one right set up Rein who was hiding behind the bunker, and dusted him off his clothes.

"It's a pleasure to meet you! I have been looking forward to it for a long time!"

"Extremely sorry! I'm really sorry! I neglected you because of school affairs!"

"Look at my memory, I thought you wouldn't arrive until tomorrow! It's a great honor for you to attach so much importance to our school!..."

Before the few people could say enough about the scene, they were interrupted by Rein.

"Call that student over here!" Rein's tone was flat, almost tough, his chest was still heaving uncontrollably, "Quick! I mean the one in the training ground, don't want the tall one, call me that one quickly Lean!"

"But...but he's a B..." the grade director exclaimed.

"I don't care if he's a beta or an Omega, call me! Go!" Rein's voice became a little unsteady, and regardless of the expressions of the people at the reception, he was about to walk to the training ground, "Then I'll go by myself!"

Walker exclaimed: "No, no, no, no! How dare you work for you! I'm going to call someone, right now! Just wait a moment!"

As if he was afraid that Rein was about to run away, he raised his hand and waved twice: "You take a rest, we will go right away!"

After about 10 minutes, the young man walked over slowly, led by a nurse, and stood in front of Rein.

His condition is terrible. The fierce hand-to-hand fight just now obviously exhausted his physical strength. The medical staff gave him medicine as soon as possible, but the other party still tried their best to stand up straight in front of him, although he is more suitable to lie down at this time. On a stretcher.

His appearance is still clear and delicate, his head is slightly lowered, his eyebrows are lowered, the end of his eyes seems to be red with lust, his facial features have a bit of ancient oriental shadow, and the fold lines of every outline are just right , Even in this situation, ignoring the blood stains and sweat dripping down, he still looks very handsome and clear.

In fact, since then, Rein has admired him very much, even a little more than the simple appreciation of the instructor when he meets a student he approves. Garin has had an extremely fierce, even vicious temperament in his life, and this kind of Some evil fighting methods left an indelible impression on him from the first time Rein saw him.

beautiful, very beautiful.

If Garin was an alpha, he would stand at the pinnacle of this military academy's personal strength.

Rein appreciates strength and the strong, and he is not shy about discovering newcomers with potential.

"What's your name?" Rein really saw him, but he didn't look too fanatical, and asked in a very sophisticated tone.

"Gallin," said the boy.

Rein raised his eyebrows: "Last name?"

The grade director pointed to the other party's blood-smeared badge, which obviously couldn't be scanned, but a character without a separator was still vaguely visible on the engraved mark, and under the character was marked "beta, a two-year service student ".

"Okay." Rein coughed, "You go back and deal with it first, and I will send someone to call you later."

Galin didn't expect him to say that, and the leader next to him was stunned for a moment, reminding him: "Major General? He is not a formal student of the school, and the results of the battle just now came out. No. 1 is Fleischer's F... ..."

Rein raised his hand to stop their suggestion: "Did I say that I'm looking for the winner of the Freedom War?" Then he turned around and pressed the young man's rather thin shoulder: "Go, I'll let you know."

"Yes!" Galin didn't know why, but he actually had terrible stomach pains. Frensen's punch was a ruthless blow to death. He suspected that stomach bleeding might even be possible, so he suppressed all the frightening lust. Yes, it's just that it can't be revealed on the surface, and he gritted his teeth until now, and when he heard that he could go back, he turned around and left without saying a word.

"..." Rein looked at his sharp and resolute back and was silent for a while, feeling that he had never been treated so indifferently since he got off the spaceship. Fortunately, a few people with eyesight came over to make a relief:

"The principal, Admiral DeWitt, is still waiting for you in the administration building. It will take time to deal with the injuries of the students. Would you like to go there first?"

As a result, after Rein left, he didn't see Jialin again for six or seven days.

He has been running around in countless meetings, innumerable handover tasks, and innumerable entertainments. His downgrade is obviously in the hands of many people. There are many people waiting for him to make a fool of himself. Rein has always Not good at dealing with these things, he almost forgot about Jialin when he got busy.

Just the day before the "Battle of Independence" report meeting, the Secretary General of the Ares School Council sent him an invitation letter for the 50th anniversary celebration. Rein glanced at it and wanted to throw it to Moller. The student list stopped.

——He saw Jialin, and the student's file photo was displayed next to him. The young man had a calm, cold, and alienated demeanor.

Rein made a decisive decision and personally called the other party to express his willingness to come, but he may only participate in one of the links.

The result was good, he arrived in his busy schedule, but the student didn't show up for no reason.

In fact, this kind of matter is not for him to deal with at all. Walker promised to give him a reasonable answer. Rein did not know why. After he came out of the lecture hall, he personally retrieved the student information and sent it to Garin a newsletter.

Jialin picked it up with a very flat tone: "Hello, who is yours?"

"Hello." Rein suddenly thought carefully, and said deliberately, "I am Moller, General Reinhard's adjutant. You didn't attend the report meeting. Did you not heal from the injury you suffered in the War of Independence? Major General I have been thinking about your injury, are you better now? He wants to come and see you."

Jia Lin's voice sounded a little surprised: "Thank you for your care... I don't need to work on you! After a few days, the injury is completely healed, and I will definitely come to visit."

"Oh, so," Rein was not surprised, and said persistently, "Our chief just happens to be free now, are you in the dormitory?"

"No!" Jialin refused straight away, paused, seemed to feel something was wrong, and then said bluntly, "No need...I'm still on duty and haven't returned to the dormitory."