Tigers ban coveting

"It's yours alone." Ling Junhan liked his possessiveness, so he pressed him into his arms and kissed him deeper.

Duan Wuxin was the one who started the fire, now he could only grab his shirt and beg for mercy, "...Okay, no more kisses."

Ling Junhan put his arms around the panting man, touched the tip of his nose, and asked in a low voice: "You're so brave, aren't you afraid of being seen?"

"Now that the official announcement is made, there is nothing to be afraid of. Anyone who dares to speak nonsense will be punished." Captain Duan has now learned the trick of being an official, and he is very majestic.

The light was dim, and Ling Junhan looked down at him, his heart felt sore.

In the past two days, I have lost a lot of weight, and my chin looks more pointed.

He combed the messy hair with his fingers, and said: "When we finish this pile of things, we can take a good vacation and accompany you wherever you want."

Duan Wuxin said: "I don't want to go anywhere, I just want to stay at home."

I used to yearn for freedom, but now I just want to live a peaceful life.

At this moment, he finally finally had the sense of belonging that Bai Lingjunhan had told him at the beginning. After experiencing the cruel war, having a lover by his side is the greatest meaning of living.

But in this situation, it is hypocritical to say that I love it.

He unconsciously licked some swollen lower lips, and pulled a distance away, "Let's go and see Brother Jiamu."

"Well, let's go." Ling Junhan grabbed his hand and interlocked his fingers.

Due to repeated experimental torture for several days, Ling Jiamu became lifeless.

He was lying on the bed when they entered, staring blankly at the ceiling.

Duan Wuxin was about to go over to have a look, Meng Yusen made a booing gesture at him, and said in a low voice, "I just injected him with a tranquilizer, try not to irritate him."

"Is there still no way? It's been three days, I'm afraid he..." Duan Wuxin replied in a breathy voice.

Meng Yusen hadn't closed his eyes for several days, and the white uniform hanging on his shoulders was now stained with a messy reagent color, his hair was disheveled, and there was a blue stubble on his chin, which was even worse than Ling Junhan's.

He rubbed his sore eyelids, and said in a tired voice, "I've tried various methods, including diluting hormones and cracking genes, but so far, it doesn't seem to be effective. Time is running out, so I can only try the most adventurous one." Zhong, you need to ask Jun Han for his opinion, after all, he is your own brother."

"What method?" Ling Junhan raised his eyes and looked at him fixedly.

Meng Yusen paused for a second, then said slowly: "Gene recombination, inject new genes into it, and recombine it. But I haven't tried it, I can only try gene by gene selectively, and accidents may occur."

Ling Junhan cut to the point: "What's the worst outcome?"

"The worst..." Meng Yusen snorted, and said helplessly, "The worst is that people are gone."

Ling Junhan thought for a while, then replied in a low voice: "Do it."

"The success rate is very low, even if you are not sure of yourself, you are not afraid, just kill him." Meng Yusen's voice was very soft, and the arrogance of the past disappeared completely.

Ling Junhan pressed his shoulder, and suddenly asked: "Yusen, do you love Jiamu?"

Meng Yusen raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes flickered for a moment, and said in a hoarse voice: "I love you so much."

"I don't worry about what you said. You have a lot of affection for him, and you will definitely do your best. Let go and do it, no matter what the result is, I won't blame you." Ling Junhan gave Ling Jiamu a distressed look, " After all, if he doesn’t try, he won’t live for a few days.”

Ling Jiamu seemed to be conscious a little bit suddenly, and said intermittently: "Brother... save... save..."

Ling Junhan walked over quickly, grabbed his hand and comforted him: "Be good, you will recover in two days."

A tear rolled down the corner of Ling Jiamu's eye, as if he understood the conversation.

He blinked, his eyes suddenly became fierce again, and he turned his head to bite Ling Junhan's arm.

Ling Junhan let go to dodge, pushed him back on the bed, turned to look at Meng Yusen: "Has he been like this these days?"

"Well, because of the medicine, he was confused when he was awake, and this arm was almost crippled by his bite." Meng Yusen opened his sleeve, and the old and new bite marks overlapped on it, and some places were scabbed with blood. It was startling.

"Brother Sen, thank you for your hard work." Duan Wuxin held back his tears, his irritability had nowhere to vent.

Ling Jiamu is such a good person, but now he has been turned into a ghost, confused, and completely devoid of emotion.

Heart-piercing wailing and banging of railings came from the prison next door.

Meng Yusen took it for granted, and started working on the reagents in front of him again, without raising his head: "Go and rest first, as soon as the live broadcast is announced today, there may be something wrong with the sky. Sleep more while there is still time."

Duan Wuxin looked at him worriedly, feeling very distressed, "Aren't you going to sleep?"

"Looking at him like this, he can't fall asleep either. Hurry up and go." Meng Yusen waved away people.

Ling Junhan knew that he couldn't persuade him, so he nodded slightly towards him, put his arm around Duan Wuxin's shoulders, and left the room.

They returned to the temporarily separated lounge, didn't even bother to change their clothes, and lay down directly on the bed.

Duan Wuxin was about to say something, but her eyelids were pressed by Ling Junhan's big hand, "Sleeping, fighting with genius energy, this is also a compulsory course for soldiers."

"Okay, you go to sleep too." Duan Wuxin didn't refute, and quietly closed her eyes.

This sleep was not peaceful, he dreamed about the scene when he was a child after a long absence.

One second he was still fighting with Ling Junhan in the forest, he was so happy, and the next second he switched to fleeing and running with his parents in the snow, so nervous that he couldn't breathe.

The heavy snow all over the sky, the black muzzle of the gun, and the face with the bloody scar.

The mood switch was too fast, and when Duan Wuxin woke up suddenly, tears streamed down his face.

He sank into the pillow in a daze, and in front of him was the back of Li Yingyi boarding the battleship.

Ling Junhan opened his eyes vigilantly, touched the wetness on his cheek with his palm, and asked softly, "Why are you crying?"

"I dreamed about my parents." Duan Wuxin said, her nose was blocked, and her tone sounded dull.

"Miss them, don't you?" Ling Junhan helped him wipe away the tears on his face, and hugged him into his arms.

"My parents were shot and taken away, not even the bones left behind." Duan Wuxin grabbed his collar and wrinkled his nose, "Will Li Yingyi be tried? When he dies, we will pay the dead Make a cemetery with animals and pay homage together."

"Okay." Ling Junhan promised him, took out the communicator from his coat pocket, and pointed the screen at him, "Last night, there was news from the central city that they are applying for an arrest warrant to summon Li Yingyi. This is a good start. Xinxin, everything will get better."

The dead parents have become an established fact, what they have to do is to grasp the present and change the future.

During the day, the situation in various places is still anxious. After the live broadcast of the incident, mutants began to erupt in large areas in various ports of the Federation.

The Zerg seems to be determined to use this breakthrough point as an invasion gap and invade wantonly.

The crowd is still cooperative, and they all unite to subdue the mutants, and if they find suspicious people, they will take the initiative to report to the local army.

It's just that there are more and more mutants betting, there is still no solution, and the army's manpower is also insufficient, so it can't fill the huge gap.

An incomparable fear spreads from city to city, and no one knows when this nightmare will end.

Hill began to secretly support the Beast Soul Project more than ten years ago, probably because he did not expect that such a large-scale outbreak of "gene virus" would happen one day.

Every city became a mess, and countless miners hid at home to avoid being forced to inject.

He called Ling Junhan repeatedly, hoping that he could control the situation as soon as possible.

Ling Junhan replied very officially every time: "Still in research and development, no results."

If I knew this earlier, why bother.

Ling Junhan was convinced that the Zerg had made a big move in the past two days, and took over Ling Jiamu's work to monitor the call records between Li Yingyi and the three Zerg councilors.

And 5 minutes before Li Yingyi was arrested, he had a short 1-minute phone call with Zerg Congressman Mao Maochong.

Through the decoding by the technicians, they learned in advance that the Zerg planned to attack through various ports one day later.

After grasping the news, most of the generals above the lieutenant general level of the Federation, who were closer to Gray Harbor, rushed over collectively.

The Federation was crumbling, and everyone sat in the conference room with serious expressions, discussing this fateful battle.

Duan Wuxin was at a loss, wandering around the room, muttering to himself: "Are we manned enough now? If all major ports appear at the same time, it will be impossible to divide them."

At this moment, most of the generals above the lieutenant generals of the Federation gathered in the conference room, and all the members gathered for this fateful battle.

"Not enough, most of the soldiers were transferred to various cities to patrol mutants, and now only one-fifth of the number left in Gray Harbor."

The newly transferred general replied: "President Hill temporarily handed over the jurisdiction of Li Yingyi's army to you, and with the part of his subordinates, it may be barely able to last for two days."

Reluctantly holding on, the implication is that it will eventually be broken.

Once the Zerg attack the port on a large scale, the consequences will be disastrous.

Ling Junhan was still staring at the map of the port in meditation, his fingertips slid across various locations, and naturally established a suspended cosmic path map in his heart.

"I just made this plan today, and it will arrive in a day. How do you think they can do it in such a short time?"

Duan Wuxin suddenly opened up, and his eyes lit up: "Leap! Will they enter the jump point and spread to various target points!"

"Cong." Ling Junhan spread out the map on the table, called on the generals to gather, and circled a few locations with his fingers.

"There are five transition points that may appear, and we need to act separately. Among them, the one with the highest probability is this one. The position of his transition will directly reach the central city. Since he is so rampant, he thinks he wants to hit the city directly."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Ling Junhan tapped the punctuation mark next to Pluto, "This transition point, take people there. For the remaining four points, Admiral Zhong and Admiral Ji will divide you up, just in case."

"Take orders, officer!" The two generals raised their hands in salute.

Duan Wuxin followed Ling Junhan to Pluto, which took five hours.

After arriving at the location, they fixed near the jump point and began to wait for a long time.

It's a gamble that the Zerg will show up here.

Duan Wuxin lay in the monitoring room and watched the nebula drifting outside, feeling that the time was extremely long, as if stretched to eternity.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and a countdown was hung in the center of the battleship. Every second passed, my heart tightened.

The soldiers in the battleship were all ready to fight, even the air was filled with tension.

Ling Junhan called the other two generals: "What's the situation on your side now?"

"Reporter, there are no Zergs exposed on our side for the time being."

"Reporting officer, not here."

"Okay, got it. Report the situation in time." Ling Junhan stared at the direction of the transition point, holding his breath.

He ordered the various squadrons, "Fighter planes are ready, mech echelons are ready, and weapons start to charge."

"Received, officer." Replies came from various sub-ships.

In the past, Ling Jiamu was responsible for the preparation of these warships, and there were no mistakes.

His stupid younger brother, lacking in talent, worked extraordinarily hard the day after tomorrow, accompanied him in countless battles, and subtly, he has become a very good general.

Ling Junhan thought to himself: If Ling Jiamu can recover well, he must be praised more in the future.

The day slowly turned into night, countless bright nebula warships drifted by, and the distant stars shimmered.

And in those dim lights, a large number of densely packed shadows appeared instantly.

An announcement came from the monitoring room in front: "Attention all, the Zerg has appeared at the transition point of Pluto!"

"Here we come!" Duan Wuxin jumped up, staring at the direction of the transition point.

Sure enough, Ling Jun expected that they were going to the central city.

Numerous battleships appeared in a grand manner, surrounding the huge main ship in the middle, arranged in a training formation.

Ling Junhan stared at the densely packed Zerg in the monitor, suddenly turned his head to Duan Wuxin, and asked without beginning or end: "Honey, do you want to watch the fireworks? It's very beautiful."

Duan Wuxin's palms were sweating nervously, and he glanced at him inexplicably, "The Zergs are here, they are going to fight, what are the fireworks?"

Ling Junhan raised the corners of his mouth, and the indifferent tyrant showed a faint smile, and then regained his strategizing calm.

He pressed the contact device, and gave orders neatly, "Activate the eye of the galaxy, and blow up the transition point directly."

He wants to give Duan Wuxin a victory and cosmic-level romance. .