First generation female Alpha

"who are you?"

The red-haired man signaled the people next to him to step forward to watch the two, then walked to the position in front of the two, and looked at them carefully.

Both the man and the woman seemed helpless, and the man was even blind, maybe he had some hidden disease.

Human beings have entered the era of the great universe for so many years, and medical technology has improved rapidly. General physical disabilities can be recovered through medical treatment, unless there is no possibility of treatment at all, or the person is too poor to afford the treatment fee, otherwise absolutely not It will be such a performance.

These two people don't seem to be the kind of people who are too poor to pay for the treatment. Being able to share the same room with the mecha on this ship also proves that they are not ordinary people, so the only possibility is that they cannot be cured. .

The red-haired man looked at the boy with a trace of imperceptible contempt and condescending pity.

Hearing his question, the boy didn't respond. The girl who supported him timidly looked around, lowered her head and answered in a low voice: "We are the mechanics responsible for the maintenance of these three mechas."

"Huh?" The red-haired man's eyes lit up!

A mechanic in charge of armor maintenance?

Very good, this way, after they have transported all three mechas away, they won't be afraid that no one will maintain them. This is safer than looking for someone to come now.

These are mechs!What if the person you find is unreliable and breaks it!

But he didn't fully believe the girl's words, and asked her: "How to prove it?"

The girl pursed her lips, took out a thin metal card from her waist, and handed it to the red-haired man.

The red-haired man reached out to take it, held it in front of his eyes, and his eyes widened immediately.

This is an identity card, which records the girl's identity information, which proves that she is an assistant of a mechanical research institute affiliated to the military department.The card is made of special metal, which is not only a status symbol, but also a pass for the institute, and it is difficult to counterfeit.

The red-haired man was about to take the card to the terminal to scan, but the girl stopped him.

"do not want!"

The red-haired man raised his eyebrows: "How do I know if you are real or fake if I don't look at it?"

The girl withdrew her hand as if she had been electrocuted, and shook as if she was very frightened. She took a step back and returned to the boy, holding his arm, and explained in a low voice: "Teacher and I defected, as long as you swipe this card, our The location will be exposed... so you can't brush..."

"Then why not throw it away?"

"...The boss said that when we arrive at the destination, someone wants to see and confirm our identities."

The red-haired man didn't know what he was thinking about. He glanced at the three mechas next to him, showed a clear expression, and put the metal card on himself: "You guys are very brave to steal and smuggle mechas!" .”

"Because... because if it's not like this...the teacher's illness, there is really nothing to do..." The girl trembled again as she spoke, looking very pitiful, and her voice was full of tears when she spoke.

The red-haired man looked the boy up and down with his head tilted, and his voice was full of suspicion: "Is he the teacher you're talking about?"

The girl nodded.

"You are an assistant, so your teacher, isn't it a formal mechanical expert?"

The man obviously didn't believe it.

In his cognition, people who can be called experts are quite old people, at least 40 to 20 years old. This boy looks like [-] years old at first glance, maybe he has just grown up. How does he look like an expert teacher?

Hearing the disdain implied in his words, the girl was obviously more excited than before, and even had the courage to look up into the man's eyes. Although her voice was still trembling, her tone was firm: "Teacher is a genius from Qingyun Academy! He once participated in the first generation Let alone the second-generation mechas, the teacher participated in the design of these three mechas. If it wasn't like this, we wouldn't be able to..."

"shut up!"

Seeing the girl talking more and more, the boy pulled her to shut her up, her complexion was very ugly, and her already pale face seemed even more pale.

The red-haired man was skeptical, but his attitude was indeed much better than before. Seeing that he seemed to be angry, he immediately softened his tone and said, "Don't blame her. You will follow us from now on. If you have any illness, I will take you to treat it. The most famous doctors in the entire Federation can be found for you... Of course, the premise is that you can come up with a value worthy of me."

As he spoke, the man pointed his chin in the direction of the three mechas pointingly.

The boy didn't say a word, and the girl seemed to want to say something, but she was reprimanded just now, so she didn't dare to say anything.

Seeing this, the red-haired man was not in a hurry, he didn't care about these two people anymore, anyway, they couldn't escape, and when he brought them back, he had plenty of time to do ideological work.

What he wants to do most now is to get in touch with these three mechs up close, so as to see what is special about them, and what kind of special feeling they will have if they sit in the cockpit.

The man circled the three mechs back and forth three times, reached out and touched them several times on the way, and knocked carefully, with such force that he seemed afraid of breaking them.

After watching for a long time, the red-haired man suddenly asked, "It is said that mech pilots have strict selection criteria?"

The boy finally answered.

He said: "Yes, and this standard is not announced to the public, it is only circulated within the military department, which is why the number of people applying for military academies has exploded."

The man smiled: "But you must know."

The boy didn't deny it. He stood there with a calm and breezy appearance. If it weren't for the pair of sunglasses on his face that looked out of place, if you look closely, you would look like a nobleman from a big family with a good background.

The man looked at him twice: "Tell me, what kind of standard is it?"

"Instrument testing is required. There are a total of 34 indicators. As long as one fails, you will not be able to drive the mech. Currently, the pass rate is less than [-]%. The pass rate for new gender humans is relatively high, with [-]% One to one-fifteenth."

The expression of the red-haired man immediately became gloomy: "Can you make the instrument?"

"meeting."

"Can it be tested once it's done?"

"can."

"What's wrong with your eyes?"

The topic suddenly jumped, and the boy was stunned for two seconds before answering: "Genetic disease."

The red-haired man frowned.

He can be the boss, so his brain is not bad, and he understands very well that if you want to make people work hard, you have to benefit them.

From the current point of view, this boy does seem to have real talents, but this disease...

Whether his blindness was caused by accident or acquired illness, he can guarantee to find someone who can cure him, but it is hard to say about genetic diseases.

Inheritance, even today, still belongs to the wilderness where the unknown part is more than the known. Coupled with the impact of research on new humans in recent years, genetics has long been recognized as a hell-level difficult subject. No one can guarantee that this type of disease can be cured.

After thinking about it, the red-haired man still decided to give the benefits first, so he said: "Although it may be difficult to cure, I believe we have the strength to allow you to receive the best treatment in the entire galaxy. As long as you do things for me, everything will be fine. Easy to say."

The boy stood there silently.

After several minutes, the girl turned her head to look at him, with a pleading tone in her tone: "Teacher, you just...you can't drag your eyes any longer."

The boy finally sighed deeply, raised his hand and took off the glasses he was wearing, revealing a pair of eyes with only a slit open.

Although he only opened a slit, those who stood close could still see the redness in the sockets of his eyes, as if the entire eyeballs were blood-red, and the pupils could not be seen at all.

The red-haired man froze for a moment, and believed in the boy's identity even more.

Although there is no necessary connection between eye disease and him being a mechanic, this kind of eye disease with secondary colors will always make people think that he is different from ordinary people. If he is better than others, that is also very good. Normal, giving people a very strange sense of trust.

The boy put his glasses on and stretched out his right hand to the red-haired man: "Have a good cooperation?"

The red-haired man reached out to grab it unsuspectingly, and shook it up and down.

"Pleasant to work with."

The boy's eyes "stared" at the place where the two of them clasped their hands, and suddenly smiled, before the man could react, he raised his eyes and looked straight into his eyes!

The next second, the two let go of their holding hands, and the red-haired man took out his pistol/gun, turned around and aimed a shot at the man in white who had been standing not far behind him!

"boom!"

A shot accurately hit the vital point, and the man in white fell down in response. Seeing that he was dying, the mercenaries standing next to him were all stunned when they saw this, but because it was their own boss who did the shooting, they couldn't react in time. A barrage of shots!

In the blink of an eye, only three people, boys, girls and the red-haired man, were left standing in the warehouse.

After finishing all this, the red-haired man stretched his neck muscles and walked towards the door.

In the corridor, when gunshots were heard here, many people were rushing here.

"Boss? What's going on inside..."

"Bah! Bah! Bah! Bah!"

After a few screams, the corridor fell silent.

The red-haired man kept walking and continued to walk forward. Behind him, the boys and girls were looking at everything with a smile on their faces.

Seeing the man walking away, the girl suddenly laughed out loud, her voice was completely different from the weak look just now, with a distinctly healthy and hearty look.

"Aren't my acting skills great just now?"

Although the boy was smiling, his complexion was not very good. He coughed twice before saying, "It's very good. It would be even better if I didn't keep shaking because I couldn't stop laughing."

The girl noticed that he was coughing, and frowned slightly: "Ning Guang, is it hard for you to control him?"

"Barely, his mental strength is quite strong, and it is a bit difficult to completely control him. It is estimated that he will break free in a while. At that time, it will all be up to you."

"Okay, the captain is doing things, when did you worry about it?"