After saying these words, the principal of the middle school sighed: "I also know that you have sacrificed a lot for the earth, but this is a decision from above... If you have any unfinished business, just tell me, and I will find a way to complete it."
Xining looked at him with an unusually calm expression and mobilized the body owner's memory: "When I was seven years old, my father died in war and my mother died in a bombing. In order to protect the earth and have something to eat, I joined the army. I started driving mechas when I was eight years old. , piloted the Michael Angel Wings at the age of ten, experienced countless wars, large and small, and narrowly escaped death. My body was blown to pieces many times, and I needed to reconstruct my organs and limbs through genetic copying more than a dozen times. I have been an orphan for a long time, and I still Is there any unfinished business?”
These words made people's hearts ache like twitches.
The conditions for a mecha pilot are very demanding. They have to use soft ligaments and finger speed to control in a small control cabin. After long-term practical experience, we came to the conclusion that those with immature bodies are the most suitable for manipulation.
In order to maintain body shape, all mecha pilots use children with higher talents. When he becomes a mecha pilot, he will take drugs to restrain his growth.
Therefore, the sixteen-year-old body owner has been taking growth hormone-inhibiting drugs since he was eight years old. He is currently only 1.4 meters tall and weighs 40 pounds.
This is the standard for an average ten-year-old child! This is still a weight that only shows symptoms of nutritional deficiencies.
"This damn war." Xining cursed secretly. In the God Realm, I hated my short stature the most. Now my height is not as good as in the God Realm. I feel like I am gone.
Looking at the child-like female war goddess, her face was extremely pale at this time, and her thin body was supported by two tall soldiers. She was invincibly powerful in the mecha, but now she is so weak that she cannot even protect herself.
Not only the eyes of the soldiers present were red, but many nurses and people eating melons nearby cried.
It is this short and thin body that created the myth of Michael Angel Wings' six-year undefeated streak.
At this time, the legendary hero was in danger, but he was still as calm as water. The voice was neither high nor low, like water droplets falling, but it was still loud and clear: "I'm not afraid of death... Why save me? Why don't you let me die and be buried here to save my life."
What is more terrifying than death is living with a loss of face.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Many people were already crying with tears streaming down their faces: "No, we can't let her go...uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
"We can't let her go, we can't let her die!" Someone shouted out with uncontrollable indignation.
This time, more people responded immediately.
Looking at the people around him, they were slowly gathering around. The lieutenant colonel felt something bad and immediately pulled out the laser gun in the holster hanging on his belt.
"This is the order of the Supreme Council!" He raised the pistol in his hand ferociously, just like a mantis raising his forelimbs.
Although this move scared some people to stop, some people still continued to move forward, shouting that they could not let the female war goddess go.
The situation could no longer be controlled if they stayed any longer. The lieutenant colonel quickly put pressure on the soldiers and ordered them to leave immediately. Run to the elevator as fast as you can.
After getting on the elevator, two soldiers stepped back and blocked the angry and excited people with their bodies, blocking them from the elevator door.
The elevator door closed, and the glass elevator went all the way up to the top.
When they reached the top floor, two soldiers carried them up the stairs to the roof. There was already a small aircraft parked on the roof.
The black and windy aircraft was filled with smoke and dust, and the aircraft took off immediately. After adjusting the direction, he sprinted away towards the gray sky with a few reddish "yellow clouds" floating around the edges.
Xining sat on a seat with the texture of a leather sofa, his body restrained by a seat belt. With a thin body, the seat seems large and a bit empty.
The lieutenant colonel sitting next to her looked sideways at her, fearing that she would cause trouble again, and comforted her: "Actually, things are not as bad as you think. The Interstellar Alliance only detains you for political needs. They agreed. Treat you like a hero, give you the highest treatment, and you will receive the best care."
It was indeed done, and that was because of Iger, the supreme commander of the Galaxy Alliance.
Without Egg, trapped in the hostile enemy camp, it is difficult to imagine how the body owner would die.
Seeing that she was silent and just sitting quietly, the lieutenant colonel said nothing more. His mission is to send this hot potato to the Interstellar Alliance. Once there, whether the body owner is dead or alive has nothing to do with him.
The aircraft quickly reached space and was faced with a mothership as huge as a small city and thousands of space battleships surrounding the floating mothership.
Next to the mothership, a larger space station is being assembled.
The space station is made up of pieces, and the first phase of the structure was all shipped from Mars. Now it is contracted to be processed in many factories on the earth and then transported to space, expanding at a rate of one hundred square meters per day.
At present, part of this space city is habitable. Human beings immigrating to Mars will gradually move in. In about two years, the entire city will basically complete its prototype. The space city hanging outside the earth is so majestic that it can accommodate a population of two million and will become a new milestone for mankind.
After receiving permission, the aircraft slowly entered the mothership.
After entering the mothership, the rear hatch is closed. Immediately, the aircraft was pulled inside by the tractor, and a door was closed behind it. In front of it was a huge hangar with hundreds of mechas parked.
"We're here!" The lieutenant colonel opened his safety belt and stood up.
Xining reached out to press it, but found that he couldn't even press the switch button of the safety belt.
This body owner committed suicide for Mao, and his body was so weak. If he hadn't committed suicide, he might have been able to escape just now. After escaping from the hospital, using various public opinions to put pressure on the upper management, there might be a bargaining chip to stay.
When the escorting soldier saw it, he came over and said, "I'll do it."
After helping her take off the safety belt, Xining thanked her softly: "Thank you."
He stood up holding the handle with both hands. After standing up, his vision went dark and he sat back down again.
Just now, I had exhausted a little energy by escaping. Let alone escaping now, my feet are weak when I walk. Now the game is over and Barbie is Q.
When the darkness in front of her faded away, she was already being held up from left to right, and got off the spacecraft with her feet in the air.
There are already people waiting in front of the spaceship, and there are quite a lot of them.
The two rows on the left and right held lasers and at least one company of soldiers, wearing the black slim-fitting uniforms of the Star Alliance.
Standing in the middle and in the front, with a long black cloak on his body, is none other than the male protagonist of the previous plot, Egger.
At first glance, I knew that Iger was good-looking and very tall. With this black uniform, he looks so handsome. He is so handsome that when walking on the street to the rest area, you would hardly doubt that he is human.
And as for herself...
In the previous plot, the body was brought here lying on the hospital bed with water still hanging on it.
This time... he was wearing a white hospital gown with blue stripes, his bare feet were crossed by two soldiers on the left and right, and he was held in front of a handsome guy who was escorted by dozens of soldiers with real guns and live ammunition, and was dressed in the uniform of the supreme commander. .
