Full-time Doctor

In the dark universe, the starlight is dim like fireflies.

The sound cannot be transmitted in an absolute vacuum, but everyone seems to have heard the sound of the "Star General" mecha's neck breaking-"Ka, Ka Ka..." The sound was like a blunt saw, tearing the eardrums to the heart, with There was a terrifying tremor.

Flagships, wing ships, assault ships... The entire quarter guard fleet was plunged into a huge unbelievable state, and no one even gave orders to rescue or encircle.

There is a short blank, time is stagnant, and every second is stretched without limit.

In the cockpit of the "Bungun" mecha, after Jin Xuan tried his best to hang the "Star General" mecha, the red mist filled his eyes, and the whole person was on the verge of mania. Next to him, in the co-driver's seat, Wu Chenghe sat stiffly in a metal chair like a stone sculpture, his eyes straightened, his hands tightly gripped the armrests, and the roots of his nails were bleeding faintly.

[Wu Cheng Hyuk! ] Jin Xuan gasped, his chest undulating violently like a bellows about to explode, he supported his about to collapse reason, and called his guide through consciousness synesthesia [Wu Chenghe, you wake up, what's wrong with you? What happened? 】

Wu Chenghe's consciousness cloud was quiet, and there was no response from Synesthesia. Jin Xuan was frightened, stood up on the console, gently supported his shoulders, and muttered: "Wu Chenghe! Speak!"

Wu Chenghe's face was blue and gray, his pupils were stiff, and his eyes were bloodshot like a spider web. This is a manifestation of extremely overdrawn consciousness. He poured all his consciousness into Jin Xuan's body in the battle just now. At this moment, his consciousness cloud is like a dead leaf hanging from spider silk. There is a breeze, it will wither quietly.

"Wu Chenghe!" Jin Xuan trembled his name softly, and with a light movement of his fingers, Wu Chenghe's body fell softly with his strength, and fell on the bridge, his forehead hit the metal, making a soft sound." boom".

The slight impact seemed to evoke a little of his mind, Wu Chenghe's throat "chuckled" twice, and his pupils trembled. Looking at Jin Xuan, his bloodless lips squirmed, and said weakly, "No, it's not. I... Yes, I'm sorry, I, I can't control... I'm sorry..." As he said, he tried his best to stretch out a thin thought tentacle, penetrate into Jin Xuan's stormy cloud of consciousness, struggling to comfort him. Restlessness.

However, his consciousness was too weak. He could only barely wipe out half of the "Mars", and he could no longer continue, his eyelids trembled and he fainted completely.

The red mist in Jin Xuan's eyes dissipated and his vision became clear again. Before Wu Chenghe's weak body slid to the ground, he reached out and hugged him, put him down on the seat, fastened his seat belt, and then returned. In his driver's seat.

Don’t panic, don’t mess, be calm, calm... Jin Xuan clenched his fists and muttered silently to calm himself down. He now has no time to investigate the cause of Wu Chenghe’s loss of control, or even time to rescue his own guide. He has NTU's shoulders on his shoulders. The mission bears the life of the entire team, including Wu Chenghyuk!

He was surrounded by the eleven warships of the "Quarter Guard" fleet. His energy was exhausted and the mecha was seriously injured. His only trump card was the paralyzed "Star General" mecha, and possibly Hannibal's machine. A driver.

Wu Chenghe used his last consciousness to soothe his mania, and he couldn't let him down.

He wants to complete the task and take everyone out alive!

Jin Xuan reconnected the neuron and manipulated the "gun gun" mecha with both legs to stand upright, shaking his hands, the electromagnetic light chain in his hand disappeared suddenly, the blue light flashed, and it was replaced by a cold lightsaber!

The mecha giant held the hilt tightly with both hands, raised it high, and the tip of the sword quickly pushed down, and soon aimed at the "Star General" mecha floating on its back, and then stopped firmly in the cockpit. .

Between the sparks and the fire, Yinbo understood Jin Xuan’s intentions, and immediately pushed the engine to fly behind the "gungun" mecha, and built defenses with it back to back. The muzzles of the shoulders and arms were aimed at their "quarterbacks". "Ship.

After a brief astonishment, the "Quarter Guard" fleet also reacted. The five assault ships adjusted their muzzles one after another. At the same time, the silent communication line frequently launched dialogue requests to establish a dialogue with Jin Xuan. Obviously, they understood Jin Xuan's intentions-he was threatening them, whoever dared to step forward, he would pierce the cockpit of the "Star General" mecha!

This is outer space. Once the cockpit of the mech ruptures, the people inside will undoubtedly die!

The scene was in chaos. Inside the "Bun Gun" mech, Jin Xuan shut down the external communication system, refused to accept any dialogue requests, only maintained a deterrent posture, and aimed at Hannibal's position with the tip of the lightsaber.

The weird stalemate.

The "quarterback" did not dare to attack rashly. Eleven warships surrounded the three broken mechas, like brooding hens, neither fighting nor running, they could only squat over there and hold them. Similarly, Jin Xuan did not dare to act rashly. He had little energy left, and it was impossible for the hostages to break through the encirclement with sound waves alone. And even if they break through, they have no place to retreat. Yanshi is facing the blows from Tartarus, and he is too busy to protect them.

For today's plan, there is only forced dragging until the NTU forces arrive.

But can they really wait until that moment? Jin Xuan looked at the darkness of the universe in the holographic video with no confidence in his heart.

"Bunker." There was a low sound wave from the multi-angle communication. "We can't drag it anymore. We don't have backup and energy is insufficient. It would be good if Yanshi can keep the longbow and Qianhua. It is impossible to free up the strength to rescue us."

Jin Xuan was silent, and he continued: "Give me the hostages and you go."

Jin Xuan's eyebrows moved, and the sound wave said: "I have energy left, and the injury is relatively minor. You hand over the hostage to me and leave with the consultant in a lifeboat. With me, they dare not move you. As long as you enter the protection range of Yanshi, You can hold it for a while."

"You can't control the situation here alone." Jin Xuan said solemnly.

"The consultant is dead, and he will die if he drags it on any longer." Yinbo said anxiously. "Koyama felt his consciousness cloud. He was physically exhausted and mentally disordered. If he is not treated in time, he may become a vegetable. Also, the hostage is just faint After he has passed, he will wake up at any time. If we wait for him to wake up and eject the rescue capsule, we will completely lose the initiative."

Jin Xuan did not hesitate to deny Sonic’s proposal. As the head of the secret service team, he never allowed his team members to take on greater danger than himself, but at this moment he hesitated and his guide was By his side, he was unconscious, and without sonic reminders, he also knew that Wu Chenghe was wandering on the edge of hell.

what to do?

For the first time in his life, Jin Xuan had a strong sense of powerlessness on the battlefield.

"No." However, in the end he rejected Sonic's suggestion, and said, "Your mecha has less damage and is stronger than ours. If you want to go, you should go... I count to three. You start the engine and go back to help Yan. The teacher blocked Tartarus from chasing the troops, and here is handed over to me and the adviser." Now that the matter is, it is the best choice to keep the vitality. Even if he and Wu Chenghe go back, they may not be able to survive. It will drag Yanshi and the others. The combat power is still there, and they can be rescued after returning, delaying time and waiting for NTU rescue.

As for this, a stalemate has formed. In the short term, the "quarterback" dared not fire. He stayed alone, enough.

"No!" Yinbo exclaimed, "You have lost the two main engines, and you will die if you stay! The hostages will sieve you as soon as they wake up, and your measuring field protective cover won't last for a minute! "

"This is an order!" Jin Xuan shouted sharply, "Give me away!"

There was silence, there was a sound wave from the communication line and the creaking of the molars after the friction, and for a short while, Xiaoshan Yimei said: "Listen to the captain."

Sonic choked, emotionally unable to accept Jin Xuan's decision, but intellectually knew that he had made the best choice, paused for half a second, silently started the engine, and slowly flew towards the "quarterback" encirclement.

Jin Xuan manipulated the tip of the mecha's sword to press down, marking a white mark on the cover of the cockpit of the "Star General" mecha, and the surrounding ships instantly understood what he meant, letting a path open and the sound wave to leave.

The light blue mecha flew out of the encirclement, accelerated, and drew a bright light in the vast universe, disappearing in the direction of Tartaros like a meteor. The encirclement of the "quarterback" closed again, firmly enclosing the scarred "gungun" mecha in the middle.

There is a stalemate, time is running out. Jinxuan Petrochemical usually sits in the driver's seat, holding Wu Chenghe's unconscious fingertips with one hand, and gently covering the communication system with the other, waiting for news from NTU. Through the synaesthesia of consciousness, he felt that Wu Chenghe was gradually weakening, and the consciousness cloud was silent like a pool of stagnant water, without even a faint ripple.

My guide is dying, Jin Xuan silently thought, I also want to die.

The strange thing was that there was no trace of fear in his heart, holding Wu Chenghe's hand, he felt a sense of peace and relief.

Yes, the guide is the home of the supernatural person. As long as the guide is there, even **** is heaven.

Time passed by, one minute, five minutes, ten minutes... half an hour, one hour...

With a beep, the system suddenly issued an alarm warning that energy consumption was approaching the dangerous line, and the mecha would enter the standby state within ten minutes.

The last moment finally came, Jin Xuan took a deep breath, manipulated the mecha to grip the lightsaber, and slammed down——

The light blade penetrated the thick shell of the mecha, and passed through the cockpit cover like an icebreaker, and pierced the "Star General" mecha through the cockpit. The mecha console was split in half.

Being able to drag the quarterback for so long is already considered a victory, and a cruel sneer appeared at the corner of Jin Xuan's mouth: Hannibal, go to hell!

However, at this moment, a rectangular rescue capsule suddenly ejected from the bottom of the damaged "Star General" mecha, like a bullet out of the chamber, flying quickly in the direction of the "Quarterback" flagship!

Jin Xuan's pupils suddenly shrank: Hannibal woke up unexpectedly and activated the rescue capsule!

Do not! Can! Rao! Forgive me!

Jin Xuan shouted angrily, loaded all the remaining energy of the mecha into the remaining particle gun on the right shoulder, and fired at the rescue capsule!

A bright white light shot towards the rescue capsule and swallowed it in an instant. Jin Xuan also wanted to see if Hannibal was dead and if he flew out of it wearing a space suit, but the energy of the mecha was completely exhausted and the system was on standby. Even the holographic surveillance system stopped running, and the image went out with a slight flash.

God willing.

Jin Xuan slowly leaned on the back of the driver's seat, holding Wu Chenghe's cold right hand tightly with his left hand, and slowly closing his eyes.

Although he could hear nothing and see nothing, he knew that the ships surrounding them must have opened fire, and whether Hannibal was dead or alive, they would blast him and his mecha into powder.

The world seems to be still, everything is stagnant, the soul floats out of the body, looking down at the body, and there is a calm and clear heartbeat in my ears: bang bang, bang bang.

Like the footsteps of death.

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Wu Chenghe fell into a strange nightmare.

In the dream, there are strange and familiar scenes, but sometimes a charming and beautiful girl smiles at him and tells him: "Baby, come here, come to my mother." Sometimes it is a middle-aged man with a loving face stroking his hair. Top: "Good boy, isn't grandpa handsome?"

who are they? Where am I? Wu Chenghe was surprised and inexplicably surprised. The scene around him suddenly changed and became a lively party scene. The girl seemed to be a little more mature, wearing a beautiful short red cheongsam, but with a faint sadness on the corners of her eyes and brows: "Happy birthday, baby, mother will always love you. ."

"Wu Chenghe, come blow the candles, everyone is waiting for you to cut the cake." A ten-year-old boy shouted at him, "What are you in a daze, don't expect to hide as usual for your birthday."

Birthday? What birthday? Wu Chenghe looked at the huge birthday cake and the candle with the number "10" in amazement. He couldn't believe that he was ten years old again.

And it's someone else's ten years old!

Stunned, the scene changed again and turned into a hospital ward. The girl's face was haggard, her long hair was exhausted, her dark eyes were lacklustre, she opened her mouth, and her throat made a "hiss" sound like a broken bellows: "Baby, mom can't continue." Be with you, you are a boy, be strong... Go to Gabriel Military Port to find your father, he will take care of you until you reach adulthood..."

Wu Chenghe opened his mouth and couldn't make a sound. Seeing the shocking nuclear radiation sign on the door of the ward, he suddenly understood who the person lying on the bed was-Wu Xi, the mother of his life, the closest relative he had never met before. .

"Baby, protect yourself." Wu Xi took his hand, his fingers withered like dry wood, "Your father, he is a supernatural person, and he promised me to protect you, but you must also protect you. Myself...baby, promise mom, don't trust anyone."

Red blood poured out from the corner of Wuxi’s mouth, and instantly dyed the white sheets red. Wu Chenghe’s heart was like a knife, and the pain was like the sky collapsed. He used all his strength to cry out two hoarse bytes: "Mom. !"

The hand suddenly tightened, and a familiar and stable voice echoed in his ears: "Wu Chenghe! Wu Chenghe, wake up!" At first, the voice seemed to be blurred through the glass, but after a while it became clear and repeated in his ears. He called out: "Shhh, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I will guard you, there is still me when my mother is gone..."

Wu Chenghe's brain suffered severe pain, as if a saw was pulling back and forth. He struggling to open his eyes, saw a dangling figure in the extreme dizziness, and said weakly: "Jin, Jin Xuan."

"Wu Chenghe!" Jin Xuan's voice was hoarse and real, full of surprise and pain, "It's me, I am here, can you see me?"

His vision was blurred, and there was a dazzling halo wherever there was light, but Wu Chenghe still reluctantly blinked and said, "Yes."

"Don't worry, you are just a shock caused by an overdraft of consciousness. Wait, I'll call the aviation doctor!" Jin Xuan let go of his hand, his footsteps screamed, and he left the ward.

Aviation doctor... Wu Chenghe's thinking was chaotic, and his consciousness remained at the moment when he drove the mecha into the quarterback encirclement. He tried hard to remember what happened later, but a little bit of brain and brain pain was very painful, as if he did. Thousands of insects are biting.

It was dark before his eyes, and he lost consciousness again.

A few days after waking up, Wu Chenghe opened his eyes and found himself lying in a spacious cabin with a silver-gray metal roof, covered with NTU-marked sheets, and a chair in front of the bed. The military jacket, with the lieutenant colonel's epaulettes on the shoulders, was obviously Jin Xuan's uniform.

We are all still alive... Wu Chenghe gradually has a sense of reality about everything around him. Although his vision is still a little fuzzy and the lines he sees are a bit distorted, his heart that has been trembling and hanging is finally let go, and his clothes are relaxed.

His whole body aches, his thinking is chaotic, and his consciousness cloud flashes with thunder. Wu Chenghe could not move a single movement. He just lay quietly to rest. The chaotic dreams of the past few days rushed to his heart, and he slowly sorted out some clues: that is the original owner of the body. Although "Wu Chenghe" died in the Mayflower Incident three years ago, the remaining consciousness is still sealed deep in his mind.

Jin Xuan found out the real reason for the demise of the Wu family at the Tartaros Weapons Research Institute, and the truth that Wuxi was killed by a nuclear-contaminated weapon. All this inspired the original owner of this body to hate Hannibal. During the battle with the "quarterback", he felt that Hannibal's cloud of consciousness was on the second wing ship on the right. The original owner of this body instantly burst out of autonomous consciousness, occupying his sanity, and using Jinxuan to avenge him. avenge.

What was the final result? Wu Chenghe didn't know for the time being, but he knew that after he was controlled by the original owner of this body, he did do something to harm Jin Xuan and destroy the NTU plan. No matter what the outcome of the battle, he would do it. Take the unshirkable responsibility.

Yes, this is his responsibility. Since he is occupying this body, he is obligated to bear the shackles of hatred on "Wu Chenghe" and pay for "he"'s crazy behavior.

Fortunately, the remaining consciousness of this body is very limited. After the fierce consumption of the "quarterback" battle, it has completely disappeared. Wu Chenghe carefully explored his consciousness cloud and can no longer feel the other party's existence.

There was a sudden sound from the cabin door, and Jin Xuan's tall figure walked in quickly with a cup of black coffee in his hand. Seeing that he was awake, he immediately put the cup on the bedside table and gently touched his forehead: "Are you awake? Can you hear my voice, can you see me?"

"Yes." Wu Chenghe said weakly, his voice extremely dull because of a long-term coma. Jin Xuan breathed a sigh of relief. He picked up the bedside water and fed him a few spoonfuls. He wiped his hands and face with a soft gauze moistened with water. Sitting on the chair, he took his hand and gently rubbed his cheek: "Just wake up, I thought you would never wake up-the doctor said that you are very likely to become a vegetative, and your cloud of consciousness has remained silent until the last time you wake up briefly."

Wu Chenghe was unable to speak, only reluctantly gave him a comforting smile, and then looked at his eyes with irregular vertical pupils, revealing a look of questioning.

"It's all over. We won the battle of Tartaros. All the evidence has been transferred to the military court. Last week, the Federation will make a final trial on Lancer, convicting him of treason and crimes against humanity, and expelling him. Military status, revoke him

The position of the second army star general. "Jin Xuan stated to him the follow-up of the operation in a simple and clear way, "His eldest son has already broken the law, but he himself is still at large, leading a small group of diehard rebels lurking near the Zhifu Chain Nebula, and there are others who follow him. The remnants of the'Free Revolutionary Army'-you must not have imagined that some of the remaining forces of the'Free Revolutionary Army' were incorporated by him and became his private underground mercenary group-the NTU team will not let him go, they are facing off in the Zhifu Chain Nebula , Is expected to wipe out the Lancer rebels within a few months. "

Wu Chenghe was accustomed to seeing the madness of the Yuanhang Army, and was already a little numb to these things, only nodded, and asked softly, "Where is everyone?"

"Everyone is alive, the longbow is seriously injured, Qianhua and Yinbo are slightly injured, Yanshi and Xiaoshan Yimei are fine, and I am fine." Jin Xuanrong looked extremely haggard, his eye sockets were sunken, and his lower eyelids were black. It looks like a panda, but in great spirits, "You are the one who hurt the most. Everyone is worried about your body. It wasn't until you woke up once last week that you had a little refreshment."

Wu Chenghe was in a bad spirit. He was very tired after listening to it for a while. He closed his eyes and rested for a while. He gathered some strength and asked, "What about the quarterback? How were we saved at the time?"

"It was the NTU First Fleet who arrived in time and saved us." Jin Xuan smiled. "The quarterback didn't dare to turn his face with the Union army. He didn't dare to do anything in the army." The smile gradually narrowed, and his eyes became cold. "He is not Lancer, he is more ambitious than Lancer, and his mind is much more meticulous."

"He... is still alive?" Wu Chenghe asked difficultly.

Jin Xuan looked solemn and nodded. The situation at the time was too big. If he started ten minutes earlier, Hannibal would not have escaped death, but when Hannibal died, the "quarterback" would definitely open fire at him, and his power would not last ten minutes. He and Wu Cheng-hye will be buried with Hannibal.

Everything is God's will.

Wu Chenghe felt stunned. After such a great effort, he still failed to kill Hannibal, and he was damaging for thousands of years. This sentence is really true.

However, the situation in the Yuanhang Army is chaotic. It is not a good thing for Hannibal to be alive. After all, the Yuanhang Army leads 60% to 70% of the federal forces. Before the federal government can cultivate its own military talents, it must rely on Hannibal's cohesion to bring them together. Staying together, otherwise they will fall apart and will surely bring huge disasters to mankind.

"One day he will pay for what he did." Jin Xuan comforted Wu Chenghe, "I know you hate him, you lost control because of him that day, I..."

"No." Wu Chenghe interrupted him, weakly pressing the back of his hand, and the irregular vertical pupils carefully looked at his eyes. It took a long time to take a deep breath and said: "I have to tell you something, Jin Xuan, this matter may be unthinkable, and there may be suspicion that I deceived you, but I have thought about it these days, and I must confess to you."

After saying such a long sentence at once, his breath was a little unstable, and his cheeks were faintly showing unhealthy flushing, but his expression was extremely serious, and it was terrifyingly serious.

Jin Xuan was a little flustered inexplicably, holding his hand with his backhand, and eagerly said: "I don't care, you don't have to say if you don't want to say, I trust you 100% anyway."

"No." Wu Chenghe whispered but firmly, "Although I don't say that you will never know or doubt the authenticity of my existence without saying this, I must let you know who I am."

After a pause, he asked: "Do you believe in the soul?"

The author has something to say: Every time a chapter is named is a dying rhythm... Let’s take a look at it, lie down

I think it is necessary to confess your identity. Although Doctor Wu will not know about killing Matt and will not affect their feelings, this is the most basic honesty between lovers.

I hate those men who conceal their past in the name of "for your good". Of course, women who are willing to live in the illusion are not counted. People have their own ambitions and cannot be forced.