dhibooks Chapter 1 Triumph
Chapter 1 Triumph
Hyperion Morse opened his eyes, his deep blue pupils became dizzy for a moment, he endured the pain spreading from the depths of his bone marrow, he clenched his teeth, the lines of his handsome face were as hard as an axe.Outside the circular hanging window, several planets shone with green or azure blue light, like colored glass balls inlaid on a black curtain—they were dead planets whose entire surface was covered by fluorescent hyphae.
He quietly looked at these beautiful but dead planets. They have always represented the border of the empire's star field since the expedition started 20 years ago, or even earlier. All the occupied areas of the empire were recovered from the hands of the Gaylor Zerg.
"General?" Adjutant Dawson asked worriedly, holding a syringe in his hand, "Are you okay?"
"It's okay." Hyperion unbuttoned his military uniform one by one very slowly, trying not to shake his hands too much.Dawson injected the Alpha's strong arm muscles: "You have to go back, the effect of the painkiller injection will get worse and worse."
Hyperion was silent for a while. He originally planned to take advantage of the opportunity of the "ghost" to continue to travel 78 light years to clean up the two nearest earth-level planets, but now it seems that he may not last until then.
"You have done enough! When you started the expedition, your Majesty only hoped to recover the Roalds VI galaxy, but now we have directly pushed the border outward by 130 six cara units, which is enough! You can't take your own Risk your life!" Dawson took a deep breath to keep his tone from being too intense: "His Majesty persuaded you to go back eight standard months ago, and you will be the hero of the empire now and in the future."
"No, Dawson, you know that's not what I care about." Under the action of the medicine, the pain reluctantly retracted into the depths of every cell, dormant quietly, waiting for the next more severe outbreak.Hyperion stroked his slightly sweaty short platinum-blond hair, reached out and quickly pressed a few times on the control panel, the scene on the floating screen expanded rapidly, and finally fixed on a spot on the scarlet planet.
"The ruler of the Gallo Zerg is approaching maturity, and the surrounding planets rich in uncertain flora will be the best breeding ground for them to reproduce crazily." On the screen, thousands of low-level Zerg lie motionless on the ground, densely packed The thickness of the earth's crust was stacked up by nearly 20 meters, but the two Alphas in the command room knew that once the master's order was issued, they would wake up from dormancy in an instant and invade the surrounding planets.
"But..." Dawson frowned, and wanted to say something, but Hyperion raised his hand to stop him, and a gentle smile finally appeared in his eyes.
"But you're right, it's time to go home."
And thousands of light years away, at 9:23 in the morning, in the reception room of the White Tower of the Empire.
"Doctor?" The Alpha on the side snapped his fingers in front of Quint Percy, Quint quickly came back to his senses, and smiled apologetically at him: "Sorry, I was distracted."
"It's okay." Andrew Scott could see himself in Quint's amber eyes, and this discovery made him inadvertently shake his head.Although the barrier armband blocked the smell of pheromone, he could imagine what a sweet omega it was with his toes.
"What do you think? I mean, would you like to go to the art exhibition with me tomorrow?" The undisguised admiration in Andrew's eyes made Quint feel unreasonably guilty. He lowered his eyes and said softly, "Sorry."
No need for more words, Andrew already understood what Quint meant. Although he was very unwilling, his good self-cultivation still allowed him to maintain a gentleman's demeanor, and he stood up with a smile: "If that's the case, then I won't bother you any more."
"I'll see you off." Quint secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and then stood up: "You are a very good Alpha, and you deserve a better Omega."
"You are the best in my heart." Andrew smiled, clenched his hand hanging by his side tightly, and the number representing the concentration of pheromone fluctuated on the barrier armband covered by his clothes: "But no matter what, I We sincerely hope that you can find your other half as soon as possible.”
Quint watched Alpha leave, the wind blown by the aircraft's start-up blows through his hair, and the spring morning sun casts mottled tree shadows on his face.It wasn't until the spaceship completely disappeared from sight that Quint put his hands in his pockets, turned and walked into the White Tower.
As soon as he went up to the second floor, he ran into Angelita. The bearer of the White Tower understood everything when she saw the expression on Quint's face. She spread her hands with a broken face: "God Quint, This is already the seventh of this month, tell me what kind of Alpha you like! Even if it is the President of the Federation, I can tie you here, tell me, what kind of Alpha do you like!"
"Calm down, Anjie." Quint helplessly pulled the female Omega's hands off his shoulders: "Andrew is just 20 years old, and I'm almost as old as his father."
"But the conditions are right. There are basically no Alphas around your age who are still single." Angelita leaned her head on Quint's shoulder, very sad: "Quint, you are going to worry me to death. I'm still a year older, and my son is about to go to middle school, and you're still single... Tell me honestly, do you have someone in your heart?"
Quint quickly denied without changing his face: "No."
"Really do not have?"
"If someone really was there, how could I still be single until now?" Quint patted Angelita's head and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I promise to send myself out of the White Tower as soon as possible."
"You have to hurry up too." Angelita took a step back and her face became serious: "Quint, I'm not kidding you, you can no longer use inhibitors to deal with estrus."
A bird with indigo tail feathers stopped on the window sill to comb its feathers, its black bean-like eyes looked curiously at the two people in the corridor, and uttered a series of twittering sounds.Kunt raised his hand and touched its feathers, and said softly, "I know."
three months later.Capital Star Carlos Aeroporto.
Dozens of drones are slowly flying in the port, and the real-time pictures they take will be transmitted to the portable terminals of every citizen of the empire through radio waves.As the most important military port of the empire, Carlos Airport does not allow ordinary people to enter. Journalists must have a certificate from the military department to enter. Citizens can only watch the scene of the hero's return through the real-time broadcast.
When the outline of the overlord-class aircraft carrier Akatsuki appeared in the sky, all the reporters present who were looking forward to it shouted excitedly.
"On November 5931, 27 in the star calendar, the Akatsuki sailed from Puerto Carlos on a snowy night, which opened the prelude to the Empire's strategic counterattack against the 'ghosts' and Zerg. For 20 years, General Hyperion Morse led The expeditionary force recovered all the planets that the empire had once fallen to, and established more solid space jumping points and replenishment base stations during the expedition, filling the deadliest gap in the world ring network. At this moment, the hero is about to return!"
The female reporter was so excited that the freckles on her face were jumping. She looked at the approaching Dawn and couldn't help crying, "During the expedition, all the soldiers took turns to rest in batches of three years. Long, Admiral Hyperion has always been on the front line, and has not returned for 20 years. Now, the hero will set foot on the long-lost land of the capital again!"
Accompanied by a heavy roar, the Akatsuki landed first into the cooling tower, and the water sprayed on the overheated outer cabin due to friction with the atmosphere, instantly turning into clouds of steam.All the indicator lights on the giant steel ship turned on at the same time, scattering beautiful halos in the water mist.Hundreds of ships above the Nimitz class landed one after another, and the sound of water vapor evaporating could be heard endlessly.
Emperor Hansenton Beschmidt was dressed in a black military uniform, wearing a saber that symbolized the highest military power, standing a hundred meters away with a serious face, behind him were military officials at all levels and state dignitaries.Under the gaze of the emperor who quelled civil strife with iron and blood measures as soon as he came to power, and the hundreds of millions of citizens of the empire, the door of the space carrier slowly opened.
Hyperion strode out, wearing a straight military uniform, with golden ears of wheat and stars on the shoulder straps that symbolized his status as a general.At this moment, all the reporters were silent in unison, only the dull footsteps of military boots falling in the huge airport.In the camera, the admiral's blue eyes are as deep as the sea, his short platinum-blond hair is meticulous, and his silhouette is tough and heroic. Behind him, soldiers in military uniforms walked out of the Dawn in three columns.
This Alpha who had been firmly at the top of the list of "Empire's Most Wanted Alphas to Marry" during the military academy had completely lost the youthfulness of the past, replaced by the stability and composure cultivated in the flames of war.He walked towards the opposite emperor step by step, and finally stood still in front of him.
The drone hovered and zoomed in, and the sunlight penetrated through the transparent dome of the airport, gently brushing over everyone's shoulders and hair tips.Hyperion raised his hand to give a military salute, "Hyperion Morse, the commander of the Expeditionary Army, and all the soldiers are here to report to His Majesty and all the citizens of the empire: all 20 soldiers of the Legion have fulfilled their mission, and it took 690 years and three In one month and seven days, the Etes and Gallo Zerg were repelled, and [-] planets in the empire were successfully recovered, please review your majesty!"
Hanselton looked at his best friend in front of him in glory and triumph, his habitually gathered brows stretched out, and he smiled and stepped forward to give Hyperion a hug.
After a few seconds, he let go of his hand and drew out his sword in front of [-] soldiers, extending the most noble etiquette.
"Everyone, welcome home."
"General Hyperion will take His Majesty's holy vehicle, Fenrir, to the palace to continue the triumphant ceremony. We can see that tens of thousands of citizens are waiting in the front courtyard of the palace, hoping to see His Majesty and the general's demeanor with their own eyes. ..."
Dawson injected the second painkiller into Hyperion's arm, and Hanselton reached into Hyperion's collar to feel it, which was already drenched in cold sweat.
The emperor ordered the servant with an angry face: "Pass down the order, let the soldiers have a good rest today, and the dinner will be postponed for one day."
After finishing speaking, Hanselton took a deep breath, and turned to growl to Hyperion, who had his eyes closed tightly: "I have proposed to end the expedition eleven times since last year, eleven times! You have to drag it down to what you are now. Come back? Do you still want to die!"
"Finally chased after the ghost's lair, how could I easily give up this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?" Hyperion motioned for Dawson to give another shot, and smiled at Hanselton, "Don't worry, I'm back now, and I will take the opportunity to give up the opportunity of the empire." The level of medical treatment, even if the genetic collapse can cure me."
Hanselton was so angry that he wanted to reprimand him, but he saw Hyperion looking past him and looking out the window.
The outline of the White Tower was looming in the shadows of the trees. Hyperion looked at the towering building. Everything that happened the night before he left seemed to be just yesterday. Together with those amber eyes, he wrote an unforgettable memory in his memory. brand.
He clenched his fists unconsciously and asked in a low voice, "Is he alright?"
"Who? Quint?" Hanselton was taken aback, and his expression immediately became subtle: "Quint, I don't know if he is doing well, but until now, he has to go to the injection room twice a year to pass the estrus... ... Tsk, talking to you, do you understand what I mean?"
at the same time.
"Quint! Hurry up!" Angelita, dressed in a gorgeous black dress, stood in the hall and raised her head to urge Quint: "I'm going to be late!"
"Here we come!" Quint went downstairs wearing a tie, and the live broadcast of the triumphal ceremony was still playing on the portable terminal.There was something wrong with his experiment, and he had just come out of the laboratory, so he had to delay some time.
"Fenrir is passing by the White Tower, one of the capital's landmark buildings..." Quint suddenly heard this, and immediately stopped and looked out the window. Sure enough, he saw a small moving dot in the sky.
No one knew that they were looking at each other thousands of meters away.Quint put on his tie, fastened his cuff buttons, watched the little black dot disappear from sight, and ran downstairs in three steps at a time.