dhibooks Chapter 23 Drunkenness
Chapter 23 Drunkenness
The actual process of the awarding ceremony was actually not long. In his speech, Hanselton stated the achievements of Hyperion’s military career over the past 20 years, officially announced that he was awarded the Admiral Medal, and personally brought three gold stars to Hyperion. epaulets.
This process was carried out in the hall of the military headquarters, and ordinary people could only watch it through the broadcast, but afterward, Hyperion would perform a mecha performance on the square, which was why the ceremony attracted a large number of spectators.
Quint waited quietly among the crowd. Before coming out, he sprayed himself from head to toe with barrier agent in the corridor to cover up the Hyperion smell on his body.
During this period of getting along, Hyperion has committed countless acts of arrogance towards him, each of which is enough for Quint to sue him in court for sexual harassment, but he is sure that Quint also has feelings for him, He didn't really do anything to him, so he became more unscrupulous.
For most adults, feelings and desires are closely intertwined, and they no longer feel ashamed to hold each other's hand in a fair manner as in the past.Quint has been avoiding looking at Hyperion as much as possible, because every time he looks at him, he can clearly see the eager desire in Ann's eyes to possess him completely immediately.
He didn't want to be confused like this, so he hid from Hyperion and wanted to find the true thoughts in his heart in a calm manner, but he was forced to make a vow that he would never ignore him again.
Really too much.Quint thought to himself: He has to find a time to explain to Hyperion, and he can no longer use pheromone to interfere with his judgment.
The sudden burst of fanatical cheers interrupted Quint's thoughts, Leviathan's figure flashed across the blue sky, and a beautiful jet stopped in the middle of the square.
Flowers, applause, and the supreme glory all belonged to Hyperion at this moment.
After giving a standard mecha salute to the cheering crowd, Leviathan lifted off again and officially started its performance.
Quint looked up at it—he had watched Leviathan's battle scenes countless times, but it had been 21 years since he last saw Leviathan in action.At that time, the Alphas who were about to return to the military academy gave their last gift to the Omega Academy, a wonderful mecha performance.
Just like now, at that time he couldn't restrain himself from catching Leviathan's eyes in the phalanx, clapping desperately amidst the screams and cheers of the Omegas, his face flushed with excitement.
It was rare for Quint to feel the passion bursting from the bottom of his heart, like a fire that ignited his ordinary flowing blood, and boiled with the pounding sound in his chest.He hasn't been like this for many years, and although he still maintains his youthful appearance, his heart is old.
What scientific researchers need most is superman's patience and calmness. The comfortable research in the White Tower has made these two points gradually extinguish the eager desire of youth. Now, the fireworks that have been hidden for many years are finally ignited by Hyperion himself.
Leviathan performed three Carleton maneuvers in a row, causing another wave of cheers.A series of difficult movements dazzled the audience, but Quint could accurately name every technical movement - the technical combination of many key movements was an innovation he cooperated with Hyperion when he was in school.
The white jet remained on the Leviathan's flight path for a long time, drawing an eagle soaring to the sky, which was the shape of the national emblem of the empire, symbolizing bravery, freedom and strength.
The salute was roaring, and the entire sky became the backdrop for this silver-white mech. Quint could imagine the current appearance of Hyperion in the cockpit. He was connected to a spiritual belt, and his hands kept flipping the operation panel, his expression Quiet, just like when he sneaked into the enemy's main ship alone and killed the commander.
Quint remembered the night when he lay on the bed and logged into the forum to vote for Hyperion, the morning when he received Hyperion's wake-up call, and the shoulder he used to rest on every time he woke up when he was on a field mission together.
It's nothing to see someone you once liked again after many years. The most terrifying thing is that every minute and every second with him can involve more unforgettable memories.
The performance lasted for 25 minutes. Leviathan landed, the hatch opened, and Hyperion jumped down handsomely. He saluted the enthusiastic crowd, and the three gold stars on the shoulder straps were shining.
He couldn't see where Quint was in the crowd, but he knew he must be watching him.
After the entire award ceremony, Hyperion was dragged to drink by his colleagues. The seven top generals were all human spirits. Except for Mia and Williams who were far away on the front line, the other four joined forces to drink Hyperion. night.
After all, it was his own special day, and it was rare for Hyperion to indulge for a while, and when he came out of the late-night banquet hall, he was almost drunk and didn't know his last name.
Wagner, who was the best drinker, helped him and said, "You can find someone to pick you up."
"Okay." Hyperion still had a little bit of sober consciousness, and felt that he might not even be able to set the autopilot mode of the aircraft, so he took advantage of this last situation to turn on the communicator.
He clicked on the name on the top, and pressed the call button in a daze. After a while, the other party connected: "Hello, Hyperion?"
Hearing that the voice didn't sound like anyone in his family, Hyperion was stunned for three seconds before asking, "Who are you?"
"I'm Gwent, don't you know who I am when you call me?" The other party's voice was a little helpless, and Hyperion let out an "oh", and the last of his consciousness was finally overwhelmed by alcohol. , Tongue out: "Then what, wife, come and pick me up, I've had too much to drink."
"Wife, who is it?" Wagner immediately pricked up his ears alertly.
"Quint." Hyperian began to talk nonsense: "We two fell in love 20 years ago! Let me tell you about this, don't tell others."
"What nonsense are you talking about!" Quint heard his crazy and drunken words clearly, feeling ashamed and irritable, and wanted to hang up his phone, but in the end he still couldn't bear to throw the drunk Hyperion outside, so he had no choice but to say goodbye. Taking a breath, he asked softly, "Where are you, I'll pick you up."
"I'm sitting on the side of the road." Hyperion talked for a long time without clarifying exactly where it was, and in the end it was Wagner who snatched the phone from him and gave the name of the place.
When Quint came in a hurry, Hyperion was dragging Wagner and talking about his love history: "The two of us had a good relationship at the time. I even watched him take a bath during the assessment on Valen star."
"..." Quint: "You peeked at me taking a shower? When?"
Seeing Quint, Wagner gave him Hyperion as if he had seen a savior: "It's over, get this guy away quickly, why didn't I know he was so good at nonsense before?"
"He's out of his mind right now, general, don't take it to heart." Quint thanked Wagner with a smile, turned around and his face darkened instantly, and he grabbed Hyperion's collar and asked sharply: "When did you peek at me? bath?"
Hyperion was also keenly aware of the soaring murderous intent even in his unconscious state, and his excellent coping ability made him close his eyes without hesitation, fell into Quint's arms, and fell asleep.
Quint took two deep breaths, allowing the cool air to calm the anger in his heart. With the help of Wagner, he lifted Hyperion onto the aircraft, and once again thanked another admiral who was still awake here.
Wagner waved his hand: "You're welcome, take him back quickly."
Hyperion woke up again on the way, he closed his eyes and sniffled, and for some reason, he smelled his scent when Quint was wearing a closed loop, and stretched out his hand to hug him.
Quint has nothing to do with him. The sober Hyperion will always be concerned about his feelings, but the drunk Hyperion only cares about his own pleasure. He holds Quint tightly with both arms, and buries his head in his arms. , until the nose was filled with the smell of lime, and then he arched contentedly.
Quint put his hand on his head lightly, and rubbed his short platinum-blond hair. Hyperion's hot and humid breath hit his skin vaguely through a layer of shirt. Quint whispered: "There are some things that we can talk about." That's all, you talk nonsense in front of others. No, I have to get this cheap back. "
Hyperion...Hyperion's pair of "audio processors" were soaked in wine, and he had no idea what he was talking about.
Arriving at Hyperion's house, Quint encountered the biggest problem tonight—how could he get Hyperion into the house by himself?
Alpha is heavier than he imagined, not to mention that Hyperion is now unconscious and unable to move. Dragging the unconscious Alpha off the aircraft, Quint felt as if he was dragging a bag of two hundred catties of flour. Hard walking.
After finally reaching the door, Hyperian refused to open his eyes and the iris recognition at the door was unusable at all. Quint tried every means to break his hand to record fingerprints, Hyperion had to change his ways to confront him, hugging him tightly and not letting go.
"Can you be more obedient, where are we going at night if we don't open the door." Quint said to him in a good voice.Hyperion can't hear it or doesn't want to hear it, all in all it has one meaning: I don't!
The angry Quint almost wanted to throw him at the door immediately and let him fend for himself.
In the end, Quint really had no other choice. He stood in front of the door with the mentality of giving it a try, and aimed his eyes at the recognizer.
There was a soft beep, the green indicator light came on, and the door opened.
Kunt froze for a moment, a myriad of thoughts rushed into his mind in an instant, he stared blankly at Hyperion, dragged him in with a complicated heart for a long while.
Even though Quint was already very careful, Hyperion's left leg still touched the door frame when he was being dragged along. This external stimulation made him open his eyes rarely.
Insects, there are insects everywhere, on the ground, on the walls and on the roof, all are densely packed with insects.
The out-of-focus eyes instantly became awake, and Hyperion's pupils shrank suddenly, turning over with absolute agility and grabbing the unaware Quint in his arms to protect him.