[Mecha] Heterogeneous Alliance

"Thank you for your cooperation," the officer in the black uniform spoke in a gentle voice, opened the spacecraft door for Si Fei, and made a please gesture, "Someone will come to pick you up to the venue. I'll be out of company first."

Si Fei leaned slightly: "I'm sorry to trouble you."

The other party responded with a smile, without the arrogance in the rumor of the Black Hawks. But the kindness and politeness is only the surface, as long as she shows the slightest intention to be unfavorable to the empire, this kind and smiling face will become a **** of death.

Si Fei didn't know the officer's name, but he repeatedly verified with her over the past four days that it was him.

The tireless cross-examination is just to eliminate any lies.

Si Fei did not lie. She almost knew everything, and only ignored the section why Yan Xingchang missed her. Looking at the opponent's reaction, the Black Hawk already knew the fate of Yan Xingchang in the rebels.

Walking down the gangway of the Black Hawk spacecraft, Si Fei's eyes swept away. The Mars City Airport Terminal was built in magnificent magnificence, and the glass curtain wall was filled with aircrafts.

"Si Fei Superior Soldier?" A non-commissioned officer walked quickly, "Welcome to Mars."

Si Feicai received the notice of the new establishment from the Qiming system. He was not completely accustomed to his new military rank before responding, "Trouble you."

An ordinary reserve soldier will become a second-class soldier after completing the two-stage training, but she jumped the poles and directly promoted to the upper-class soldier.

This momentum is really rare for third-class citizens.

"You come from a long way from District 4, the road is very hard, right?" The sergeant talked to her intimately.

"No, it's okay." Si Fei answered simply, leaving no room for conversation.

The non-commissioned officer was taken aback, and then resumed his unmovable smile: "The dinner will start at two solar hours. I will take you to rest first."

While they were talking, the two walked up to a suspended corridor, standing on the automatic conveyor belt of the suspended corridor, they approached a majestic huge building.

The building is shaped like a sloping conch shell, and the off-white frosted surface is low-key and textured. Under the light, it glows with a soft warm light. It complements the Martian landscape. It is a rare artwork in the imperial architecture.

"This is the Linden Center where the banquet is located." The sergeant said with pride, "The largest banquet hall can accommodate a thousand people."

Si Fei nodded with a smile, and then asked for a while: "Tonight's banquet is..."

The non-commissioned officer opened his mouth in astonishment. After a long while, he finally confessed: "Of course the dinner is to celebrate the victory of Oberon's siege and suppression. Those who came are all young comrades-in-arms..."

Si Fei squinted his eyes without further questioning.

The conveyor belt has taken them to the entrance of Linden Center.

Behind the sparkling transparent gate is another dazzling world:

The retro crystal chandelier hangs above the revolving steps, sprinkling the fine light and shadow all over the place. The men and women in military uniforms and formal dresses paced back and forth leisurely, and the voices of deliberately suppressed talk and laughter were ambiguous and soft. The luxurious skirts of the ladies rustled with the stride, and the goblet held in the waiter's hand was as radiant as jewelry.

Time seems to have stopped, and the images of the old generation are resurrected here.

Si Fei's eyes were squinted by the bright light. Such a scene is not unfamiliar to her, but what does Chen Dajiang mean to let her, a third-class citizen, attend the banquet at the top of the imperial pyramid?

"Please come with me." The non-commissioned officer seemed to be infected by the atmosphere, and his voice was softened and lowered.

She followed the other side into a slightly secluded aisle.

"This is the lounge, someone will come to invite you when the time is up."

After speaking, the non-commissioned officer turned and left, walking lightly, as if stepping on a cloud.

The sensor door slid open in front of Si Fei, revealing the simple and elegant small room behind.

The dressing table, the couch, and the small coffee table with drinks and snacks. She walked around the room and looked at the sky blue uniform of the reserve soldier on her body. She felt a little funny.

As if taking this into consideration, a new dark blue military uniform was placed on the dressing table.

Si Fei shook his coat away, feeling a little grateful that the other party didn't prepare the long skirt that he saw just now.

The lounge was connected to a small bathroom. After a little cleaning, Si Fei put on a new military uniform, and looked at the mirror to sort out the collar and cuffs of his shirt. The silver-white circle on her shoulders flickered in the mirror, and she looked down and couldn't help but reach out to touch the epaulette markings commonly used by ordinary soldiers.

She had longed for this military uniform.

Now she is really wearing it, but her heart and shoulders are like a huge weight, and she keeps falling down.

Grabbing the comb casually, Si Fei smoothed his hair carefully and showed himself in the mirror with a gentle and courteous smile.

Dr. Lin is right, data can be tampered with, but memory cannot.

But she does not need to escape. This military uniform alone was enough to lose most of her attention.

Old knowledge is people with higher-than-the-top eyes, and most of them don't look at the little high-class soldiers.

At six o'clock in the evening in District 2, the Linden Center is brightly lit.

A certain Lieutenant General from the Blue Star was giving a speech, emotional and powerful, speaking about the difficulty and glory of Oberon's victory in the war of encirclement and suppression.

The audience listened attentively and nodded in response to the emotions of the speaker, sitting upright or smiling. Si Fei squeezed in a small corner, feeling like standing on the edge of the stage, watching from left to right are actors.

The speech did not last long, and the highlight was the social interaction afterwards.

When the concentrated speech was over, Si Fei immediately found an inconspicuous corner of the central hall and stood still. Taking a nice drink from the waiter, she held the goblet and looked around quietly, trying to reduce her sense of existence. Her location is neither secluded nor noisy, people who come and go will not pay much attention to her, and she does not have to worry about hearing a deadly corner unintentionally.

Watching the ordinary little soldiers in the upper class, this kind of performance is very consistent with her positioning.

There are many girls dressed up tonight.

Most of them have military ranks, but they choose Chinese clothes. Si Fei doubted what was behind this, but it had nothing to do with her anyway.

There is actually sweet sparkling fruit wine in the glass. Of course, there is no real alcohol content in it, so it is easy to drink one mouthful after another. Sphi restrained the cup in his hand and played with it. Looking back, the sunset on Mars was breathtakingly beautiful, as if it had knocked over a palette full of warm colors, and the shadows of the shuttlers were reflected on the curtain wall, and the shadows on the inside and outside of the wall The dividing line disappeared, and people became thin black and gray silhouettes on the bright canvas, walking on the gorgeous clouds of Mars every step.

The crowd was slightly commotion.

Si Fei looked back casually, startled.

Su Suye's military uniform was neat, and he smiled and walked out of the crowd with a few young officers, and immediately drew most of the sight of the hall.

The originally scattered crowd suddenly surrounded Su Suye and his gang, especially female companions.

For a moment, Si Fei was suspicious that the other party looked at her accurately.

About an illusion.

She lowered her head and smiled, and walked out of the hall silently.

She didn't want to meet each other. Or in other words, she shouldn't have more involvement with Su Suye.

There were scattered companions everywhere in the Linden Center, and Si Fei went around several times before stopping at the corner between the upper staircase corner and the curtain wall. The spiral staircase half separated the hustle and bustle of the hall. She took a breath and laughed at the cold-toned sunset outside the curtain wall: she could no longer get used to such an occasion, and she just wanted to avoid it when there were too many people.

Suddenly there was a soft footstep behind him.

Si Fei turned around alertly, his expression softened unconsciously, but his voice was faint: "Are you lost?"

"Forget it," the young man stood in the shadow of the stairs, half of his face was lit by the evening light, and two clusters of bright flames in his faint eyes flickered with his smile, "I almost lost my way to find you."

Seeing Si Fei not answering, he glanced at her from under his eyelashes, and said in a very aggrieved manner: "You don't seem to want to see me."

She couldn't help but sigh, but she pressed her lips tightly, staring at the opponent's shoulder for a week before slowly saying, "Now I should call you Lieutenant Su."

"What is the difference between a second lieutenant and a lieutenant?" Su Suye glanced at the new epaulettes nonchalantly, examined Si Fei for a long while, and smiled to himself: "It seems that Black Hawk didn't embarrass you."

There is still half a sentence he didn't say, but it was obvious:

-This is great.

It is difficult to maintain a sense of respectful distance under such gaze.

Si Fei stood straighter leaning on the curtain wall, looked at the situation on the other side of the stairs, and said as if walking away: "Someone is looking for you."

"I don't want to see them, annoying." Su Suye confessed naturally with a face.

"All the beauties in the audience can't wait to circle you, are you annoying?" Si Fei rarely showed a smile but a smile, and slowly sipped from the goblet after mocking.

Su Suye naturally retorted: "Where is the audience?" He paused deliberately, and there was an overflowing smile in his voice, "There is no one here... I wish I was driven away."

Si Fei couldn't stretch his face in the end, his eyes curled slightly at the corners of his lips.

"Seriously, look," Su Suye walked to her side, glanced through the triangular gap between the steps and the wall, showing a mocking smile, "One-third of the people who just wanted to talk to me were men. Most of them want to use me as a ladder to board the big ship of the Su family. Two thirds are women, and they are divided into two parts. The other half are fancy to the last name I am holding, and most of them are staring. It’s my extremely good gene."

He deliberately aggravated the four-character "extremely good", and almost rolled his eyes: "After all, the boat of the Su family can be turned upside down, and it is still good genes to get rid of once and for all."

Si Fei looked at him for a while before turning back to the transparent curtain wall: "Maybe there is a little girl who really likes you."

Su Suye pondered for a moment, and asked her very carefully and softly: "Do you think you really like this kind of thing...Is it possible in the Empire and to me?"

This is a bold question, and it takes a lot of courage to ask it.

The two looked at each other without saying a word, and the last glimmer of sunset clouded each other's vision with a hazy and clear blue-violet. The ceiling lights trembled with the sound and the light shook and the shadows moved indistinctly, and the erratic mood was looming.

Si Fei's carefully considered words have reached the tip of his tongue, but they have been stuck for a long time.

She should say: "This kind of thing always happens."

But not now, not her.

The final export is:

"I have no idea.)