Face Slapping the General

From this day on, Wu Qiao will go to talk about Yanna every day after finishing the course, organize the materials, and help Tan Yan find some information he needs.

Every day, Wu Qiao borrowed some books from Tan Yan and took them back to read. The books were all about tactics. Wu Qiao always went to school until late, and the next day he would ask Tan Yan about what he couldn't understand.

At first Wu Qiao was worried that the other party would dislike him because of this. After all, even the instructors thought he was a troublesome person.

However, it didn't.

Tan Yan never rejected him, and Wu Qiao discovered that every time after Tan Yan finished speaking, he would be more patient next time as long as he praised him a few words.

Occasionally, Wu Qiao would be allowed to see Ya Jiu.

Ya Jiu is not much different from before, as long as he is not shut down for maintenance, he always regards himself as a person.

When Wu Qiao went to see Ya Jiu for the first time after class, Ya Jiu was washing his face.

It carefully soaked the towel in the water, then took it out and wrung it out, and carefully wiped it back and forth on its face.

"..." At that moment, Wu Qiao understood those soldiers who were unwilling to accept Ya Jiu.

"Huh..." Ya Jiu saw a familiar person in the mirror, threw away the towel, turned his head and threw a "bang" into Wu Qiao's arms, "Wu Qiao! You... have you come to see me?"

"Correct."

"We are like an affair."

"..." Wu Qiao didn't ask what strange TV program it was watching, but changed the subject, "Ajiu, how are you doing?"

"It's okay!" Ya Jiu replied, "I just can't get along with other mechas... However, I don't see them often anyway. They have to stay with their masters."

"...Hmm." Wu Qiao looked at Ya Jiu's bright face, "Well, Ya Jiu, do you wash your face every day...?"

"Yeah." Ya Jiu asked back, "Of course I have to wash it every day."

"Does it matter if it gets wet?"

"I asked about this!" Ya Jiu said, "It's waterproof, it doesn't matter!"

"But..." Wu Qiao said carefully, "You have been washing for a long time..."

"I..." Ya Jiu felt a little embarrassed, "I thought, maybe someday I'll meet Long Yuan on the road... It's not good to see my ashamed face..."

"..." Wu Qiao stared at Ya Jiu for a long time, and finally decided not to ask anything.

After Wu Qiao went to Ya Jiu three or four times, one day at Tan Yan, Tan Yan suddenly said: "The mecha manufactured on the basis of Ya Jiu’s design was officially put into training yesterday morning. It's done. There are twenty-five in total, all of which are the most advanced."

"Great!" Wu Qiao couldn't restrain his excitement.

What he did at the time finally paid off.

The significance of Crow Jiu being sent back to the empire is not just a mecha, but a variety of new technologies in it. Yajiu and the other three mechas are actually experimental works. People cannot judge its performance before undergoing various tests and cannot be put into mass production. Therefore, if all four mechas are stolen or destroyed before they are activated, the military must repeat the previous experiment and manufacturing process. The repetitive labor greatly delays the progress. Wu Qiao drove Ya Jiu back to the empire so that the empire could directly test it and decide whether to use new technology to make the next batch of mechas. This was also the reason why Tan Yan agreed to format Ya Jiu after Wu Qiao finished the exam. One.

"Wu Qiao," Tan Yan looked at the pen in his hand, "There is one thing I want you to know."

"What?" Seeing Tan Yan's serious face, Wu Qiao felt nervous inexplicably.

"About the military training course...before graduation, there will be a graduation exam."

"Ok."

"People who are recognized as excellent in graduation exams—sometimes the first, sometimes the first few, can directly get a higher rank, and there are many other treatments that others can’t get, such as a very good one. Mecha."

"Ok?"

Tan Yan paused, and then continued: "The first place will definitely be valued, because graduating with the first place shows that he is the best one among the new recruits this year."

"Is it the best..." Wu Qiao repeated these words.

"You..." Tan Yan asked, "Do you understand what I mean?"

Wu Qiao was stunned for a moment, and then seemed to suddenly understand what the other person meant. He asked in disbelief, "Are you saying... Ya Jiu?!"

"You are not stupid yet."

Wu Qiao was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

As long as he takes the first place... Ya Jiu belongs to him? do you mean this?

"...Wu Qiao." Tan Yan said again, "Let Ya Jiu wait for you for another half a year. This is the limit I can achieve."

"...!" Wu Qiao was a little shocked.

Tan Yan, have you been helping him?

When did it start?

And why?

Wu Qiao didn't know why he wanted to help, but Tan Yan himself was not very clear.

He only knew that after seeing Wu Qiao's entrance exam, he had some expectations for Wu Qiao.

No... To be precise, the expectation was formed before then. Originally, Tan Yan didn’t think Wu Qiao could pass the exam. He just wanted to see how well he could do it with curiosity. However, when Tan Yan found that Wu Qiao and Ya Jiu’s cooperation became more and more proficient every day, he I have a different view on this combination of waste wood and waste wood. The two of them trust each other, and they seem to have a better understanding than the pilot and mecha who have been partnered for a year or two, although that kind of cooperation is far from seamless. Moreover, Wu Qiao would make some unexpected operations from time to time, and Ya Jiu had low IQ, and he did not hesitate to act 100% according to the instructions, and it also created a lot of exciting scenes.

After that, Tan Yan's performance in the Wuqiao examination room really surprised Tan Yan. Tan Yan thinks that maybe... that guy can make Ya Jiu show more possibilities; probably, Ya Jiu can show its power without experiencing the loss of formatting and energy system reset.

Genes show that Wu Qiao is a waste of firewood, and will do nothing except after the defeat is delayed, but in fact Wu Qiao severely despised probability. Just like gambling, every time someone really opens a card with a 0.01% chance, it will look earth-shattering.

For this reason, Tan Yan dragged on about Ya Jiu for a long time.

Until the new mecha was released, Ya Jiu was no longer so outstanding. Tan Yancai finally announced his decision: "Wu Qiao's entrance exam scores are the first, and the various tests after admission are always at the top of the list, so let Ya Jiu wait. As soon as he waits for him, if he can graduate as an outstanding graduate, give Ya Jiu directly to him. Anyway, he and Ya Jiu have always identified each other."

This decision was opposed by everyone. Everyone felt that Ya Jiu should set off immediately.

Tan Yan asked Amandin to play a few videos, mainly when Wu Qiao was driving the Ya Jiu training, and asked: "Who can guarantee that he can use Ya Jiu better than him? Ya Jiu can exert its effect without losing life. Best?"

This problem has little effect. Everyone still felt something was wrong about delaying the mecha for another six months. What's more, even if Wu Qiao really got Ya Jiu, according to his genes, probably no officer would want him, maybe Ya Jiu would be abolished from then on.

Tan Yan added: "A Jiu was brought back by Wu Qiao. Without Wu Qiao, there would be no Ya Jiu. The credit he made in Mine Star deserves more for him. The empire can show more sincerity."

Seeing that the admiral is going his own way, no one can say anything.

…

After his thoughts came back, Tan Yan also found it incredible to be so persistent on this matter.

However, he really... didn't want to see Wu Qiao disappointed.

Yes, it is definitely not simply because of Ya Jiu.

Tan Yan raised his head, looked at Wu Qiao who was still very happy, and said slowly: "I hope you can prove that I am right."

Tan Yan has done a lot of things that he will do his own way, but every time, Tan Yan has the confidence to prove to others that he is right, except this time.

"Yes... Admiral."

"Go ahead and do your thing."

"Yes." Wu Qiao looked at Tan Yan, finally mustering the courage, "Thank you."

"It's okay."

After Wu Qiao left, Tan Yan felt upset, and clicked on the gene matching website to find a partner and tried again.

—There is still only one, Wu Qiao.

It has been more than two years since I was assigned to Wuqiao for the first time, and the result has not changed at all.

However, now, Tan Yan no longer feels irritable when he sees this result, but rather strangely does not want other content to appear.

"..." Looking at the name on the webpage, Tan Yan suddenly became curious about one thing.

He spent a long time concentrating on it, but he didn't even know that Wu Qiao was around again.

"Wu Qiao," Tan Yan said casually after talking about the business, "before I went to the military school, the results of the genetic scan were surprisingly good."

"...I've heard your story." Wu Qiao replied.

Tan Yan, the chance of a battle hero is 99.5%.

Wu Qiao couldn't really talk about why Admiral Yan suddenly wanted to show this to himself.

Over there, Tan Yan asked again: "Do you know how same-sex marriage reproduces offspring?"

"…know."

This technique has long been mature for the reproduction of two same-sex offspring. If both parties are male, the doctor will use technical means to transform one of the somatic cells into egg cells, use the sperm of the other to artificially inseminate the egg cells, and then cultivate the fertilized egg into an embryo in a scientific environment.

However, Wu Qiao didn't understand, and the general said what he was going to do.

Interviewed Tan Yan and said: "My genes are extremely good, and your genes are extremely bad. I'm a little curious... If our two genes merge, what will the offspring turn out to be?"

Hearing this, Wu Qiao's face turned black.

"General." He said, "The Empire prohibits the abuse of technology. Only marriage or cohabitation can apply for this kind of thing."

"..."

"So," Wu Qiao stared at Tan Yan, "please, stop making this kind of joke."

"..."