They said I'm not an alpha

The strongest mecha department in the entire interstellar world fought the most humiliating victory.

When the sun rises in the east, what is reflected on the ground is not a warm yellow.

But dazzling red.

It was the aftermath of the war.

The shattered remains of the mecha, exposed to the air and sizzled with broken wires.

Bodies were scattered on the ground, but none of them were in Imperial uniform.

Most of the corpses were dressed in plain clothes, neither fancy clothes nor uniform clothes, just ordinary casual clothes, as if they were still living their lives on the wide streets and bright bedrooms just a second ago.

Many clothes could no longer see their original color, they were all stained red by blood, and the parts away from the ground gradually became darker and blacker.

These corpses were of different ages, men and women, with hideous or serene expressions.

They're all different, but they're all the same too.

Every corpse is an Omega.

But everyone should have their own life.

During the war, they jumped from the sky, not knowing whether it was for their own dreams or to fulfill the dreams of others, they fell to pieces and formed the "moat" of the country with their flesh and blood.

The war with the empire is nothing more than a pretense, a tragedy caused by the false state treasury accounts and unfounded national self-confidence blinded by the upper echelon of Heidexi.

The class struggle and corruption in Hyde West Country have corroded the roots of this country.

The aristocratic General Heidesey made tens of thousands of civilians sacrifice their lives, and after all, he couldn't fill up his boast.

Hyde West Country uses the blood of thousands of Omega as a tool to resist the empire's strongest mecha department, and the blood mixed with high concentration of pheromone spreads in the air.

Every drop of fresh life is the re-strengthening of the blade forged with blood by Hydesi.

one........

again.........

Life blooms a strange bloody rose in the darkness.

Like the last silent protest they left in this world.

The blood spattered and fell, only rippled a few times in the blood river, and then returned to calm.

Silently, as if there were no traces of them in the world.

The strongest mecha department in the entire interstellar world fought the most humiliating victory.

They killed each other, for the rotten Omega.

Humans are slaves to our genes.

There is nothing wrong with this sentence.

The top Alphas are brave and good at fighting, and they are invincible, but after all, they are no match for their submission to genes.

Since ancient times, in order to obtain mating rights, males will fight for females, and Alphas will fight with their own kind for Omega.

This is the most primitive desire written into the genes.

Alphas with highly concentrated mental power are more susceptible to the influence of pheromones. When tens of thousands of Omegas jumped off the high platform, the air mixed with high concentrations of pheromones spread to the operating room through the circulatory system. Alphas.

Ankles, calves, loins, chest...  

Inch by inch, like a crow eating carrion, it devoured the sanity of the Alphas.

Justu never thought that it was a good thing that he had a lower ratio of mental power manipulation than others.

until today.

"Fuck!!"

Justu was dragged and fell into the operating room.

The inside doesn't taste much better than the outside.

But smelling one person is better than smelling a bunch of people.

To be honest, those Omega pheromones and the stench of blood mixed together are really disgusting.

Justu fell so badly that he nearly hit his head on the chair next to him.

He hadn't stood up on the ground yet, and there was an extra weight on his body in an instant.

——The fuel tank of the car is leaking, laugh dead, there is no fuel in it

Question: How many steps does it take to plug the hole in the fuel tank with a square cloud?

Answer: There are four steps in total. ——

Justu slumped in the operating room exhausted, and the mess here was not much different from the battlefield outside.

And the instigator of all this has disappeared.

Justu was finally carried out by the rescue team. The rescue team thought that he had lost his mind due to the effect of pheromone just like the Alphas outside, so he collapsed in the operating room.

But in fact, what the truth is, Justu doesn't want to say it and can't say it.

The strongest mecha department in the entire interstellar world fought the most humiliating victory.

Only You Situ was defeated and lost a lifetime of wisdom.

This war caused heavy losses to the Empire's strongest Mech Department. Many Alphas lost their minds on the battlefield and did things that they themselves could hardly tell.

At the same time, this battle also made Uriah famous.

When he was found by the rescue team, there was blood all over the operating room, on the walls, on the floor, and on the operating table, without exception.It was not the blood of the enemy, nor the blood of the Omega. All the blood belonged to Uriah alone.

When almost everyone has lost their minds or is on the verge of losing their minds, Uriah retained his last will with a small bottle of pheromone perfume from his sweetheart, and violently tore off a steel plate on the console. When he got down, he inserted his eyes into his thigh without blinking.

He turned off the air circulation system, and wiped out the remaining enemy mechs on the battlefield under the high temperature and lack of oxygen.

According to the doctors of the rescue team at that time, if the insertion position was one millimeter deeper, even the top medical recovery training warehouse in the empire would not be able to save his leg.

No one knows what Uriah experienced in the operating room. In the end, people only saw the glory of victory and the immortal empire.

Justu and his group were less affected, although Justu himself felt that the damage he suffered was really not small, especially on the psychological level.But when he saw his former comrades dance with Omega's corpse because they lost their minds on the battlefield, he couldn't accept what he had done after waking up, and went directly to a mental hospital.

He felt that the damage he had suffered was not that serious.

Their mecha department this year was really unlucky for eight lifetimes.

Before the war with Heidexi was over a week ago, he was dispatched to the front line of Zombie Abyss.

"Justu, Justu!"

"Ah, what's the matter?" Justu came back to his senses.

Lan Yi pouted: "You're not listening to me again!"

"Feel sorry."

It was the first time for Lan Yi to see You Situ admitting his mistake so quickly, and he still felt a little incredible.

"What's the matter with you? Since the last battle, you've always been absent-minded."

Justu "hehe" laughed dryly: "Maybe I'm a little allergic to Alpha now."

"You think I'm annoying, don't you!" Lan Yi hugged his head and rubbed it.

Yuan Yunlang was also in the team this time, and they were still in the same formation, so they really didn't see each other when they looked up.

"Justu! I'm here!" Lan Yi waved and shouted.

Justu approached with a plate.

He was blocked by the pillars just now and didn't see it, but when he got closer, he realized that Lan Yi was sitting at the same table as Yuan Yunlang.

"What a bad luck!" Justu cursed in a low voice.

"Why don't you just sit down?" Lan Yi asked.

"Sit, why don't you sit?" Justu poked Lan Yi, "Sit in."

Lan Yi moved one position in according to his words.

Justu sat down on the seat he had just taken, facing Yuan Yunlang.

Yuan Yunlang only looked up when he approached, and the rest of the time he was eating with his head down.

"Don't you have anything to say to me?" Justu put his chopsticks on the table, folded his hands in front of his chest, and looked like he was about to lecture someone.

"No." Yuan Yunlang replied without raising his head.

Lan Yi didn't see anything wrong with the atmosphere, and said familiarly: "Did you both work in the same class before?"

Justu snorted coldly: "It's not just the same class, we are still at the same table and roommates."

Even if Lan Yi had no brains, he could hear the yin and yang in Justu's tone.

He whispered to Justu, "How about we change places?"

"No! Why do we need to change positions? Shouldn't it be the person who did something wrong to leave?"

Justu also purposely spoke loudly, for fear that others would not be able to hear him.

"The person who did something wrong" seemed to have heard nothing, and poked the broccoli on his plate with chopsticks.

"Hey! Talk about you! Why are you pretending to be deaf?" Justu was so angry that he kicked the leg of the person sitting opposite him with his foot under the table.

Almost at the same time, Yuan Yunlang reached out and grabbed that leg.

He raised his eyes, his black eyes were gloomy, and he couldn't see even the slightest emotion.

Justu was so frightened that he thought the man was ill again, and quickly retracted his leg, fearing that this lunatic would do something outrageous in front of so many people.

Anyone who eats lunch feels uncomfortable.

Lan Yi asked him: "What happened to you and Yuan Yunlang? I remember that he was quite famous in school at that time? What kind of title is there for a gentle, abstinent, domineering handsome guy?"

"Damn! Which eye do you see his tenderness? Which eye sees his abstinence? Which eye..." Justu paused, "Scholar and handsome guy are indeed. …”

Lan Yi smelled gossip, they were on their way to the front line of Zongyuan, and this round trip took at least five days and happened to be extremely boring.

"Then what happened to you two?"

Justu is not someone who can hold back trouble.

He cleared his throat: "If, I mean, if, like Yuan Yunlang...a handsome guy like Yuan Yunlang confessed to you and... still wants to fuck You, do you agree or not?"

"Damn it!" Lan Yi rarely swears, "Yuan Junlang wants to fuck you!"

Justu flicked his forehead: "I said yes!!"

But the truth is he's already been fucked.

"That's impossible." Lan Yi touched You Situ's forehead, and then touched his own, "Don't you have a fever, can a handsome guy like Yuan Yunlang fall in love with you?"

As Lan Yi said, he pretended to look up and down You Situ.

"Fuck off, I don't have a fever." Justu slapped his hand away, "Forget it if you don't believe me."

"I believe it, I believe it." Lan Yi came over again, he was really bored, and if he was bored, listening to Justu make up stories was also a good pastime.

"Then tell me, how is Yuan Junlang going to confess to you and still want to fuck you?"

"Fuck you! I mean if!! If!! Can't understand human language!!"

The author has something to say: Cheche has been swallowed by Fang Fangyun, welcome to capture wild Fang Fangyun.