I, Iron Pilot, work as a teacher in Azure Files

'It's just that I don't know who the character I'm playing now is another Pilot?Or someone else? '

"It's a good time to come to trouble me."

As he was thinking about it in his mind, Luo Lin suddenly heard "myself" speak. It felt as if something had permanently damaged the vocal cords, and the voice was extremely hoarse and unpleasant:

"But even if I don't have a gun or equipment in my hand, you dare to fight me one-on-one without equipment - are you a little too confident in your fighting skills and experience? A rookie."

The person on the opposite side didn't say anything, just sneered, raised his hand to wipe his mouth, stood up with his body braced, his wrist hidden behind him suddenly trembled, and a sharp cold light fell into his palm.

He stepped on the ground with force, and his figure spanned half of the room, which was not considered spacious in an instant, and suddenly flashed in front of Luo Lin, holding the dagger high in his hand.

Luo Lin didn't know how the iron pilot who was facing the man in front of him dealt with this blow, but at least in his opinion, such an attack was indeed a bit stupid.

His footsteps staggered slightly to the side, his knees bent suddenly, and his body sank sharply, letting the dagger rub against his body.

Immediately afterwards, the soles of Luo Lin's feet that had just been stepped forward immediately turned back upright, and the upper body moved forward with the center of gravity. The muscles from shoulders to elbows suddenly tensed up, and the moment they touched the opponent's body, they were lifted sideways instantly!

"Snapped!"

An extremely ferocious elbow hit the unknown iron pilot's face suddenly, the huge force caused his body to fall back uncontrollably.

At the same time, Luo Lin's left hand, which had been kept close to the midline of his body before, suddenly lifted up, followed the opponent's arm all the way up in a flash, and pointed like a knife "slap" on the defenseless throat.

The pain of suffocation suddenly flooded into the brain, and the unknown iron pilot was forced to back up again, and the side of the arm holding the dagger was finally unable to protect, and had to be exposed in front of Luo Lin.

In all fairness, this flaw did not appear for a long time, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as fleeting, but it was still accurately caught by Luo Lin.

He squinted his eyes, took another big step, and inserted his calf directly below the center line of the opponent's body posture, and immediately raised it up without hesitation, and hit the opponent's stomach with a powerful and heavy knee.

"cough!"

Because he didn't know what would happen if he was killed by someone in such a scene that almost reappeared from the past, Luo Lin didn't dare to hold back at all now, and treated every blow as a real battle.

This kind of mentality directly caused the body of the iron pilot to be bent like a boiled prawn. A little blood spewed out of his mouth along with his cough, and splashed on the ground, blooming bright red spots. blood flower.

But Luo Lin's offensive didn't end here, he twisted the arm that pushed the iron pilot, and led the man around half a circle in an instant, and then bumped forward all the way, until he hit the edge of the window and was killed. Forced to stop, there was a dull sound of "bang".

At this moment, the iron pilot's dagger has been forcibly pressed on his neck, and the slightly trembling blade makes the wrestling between the two iron pilots look evenly matched, but the steady trajectory slowly approaching the neck is silently announcing Who is the winner.

"Now, understand how stupid your decision is?"

Maintaining his body movements, Luo Lin heard "myself" speak again without any warning.

"Pooh……!"

The veins on the arms of the unknown iron pilot who was crushed under him bulged, and he almost spat out of his throat when he spoke for the first time. It sounded about the same age as Luo Lin himself. .

"You don't need to tell me, you stupid bastard, I already knew it... A rookie with no talent like me can't beat an old guy like you."

"Oh?"

In comparison, the hoarse voice of "Rolin" sounded quite easy, "Then why do you dare to come?"

"Because... my lord, I know who the hell is talented enough to kill you silly bastard!"

The moment these words came out, the strength in the unknown iron pilot's hand suddenly changed, and the sharp dagger suddenly brushed against his neck, leaving behind a flash of cold light that looked terrifying, but in fact it was far from fatal. There was a bloodstain short of a distance.

"Veranther!!"

Hearing the voice of the iron pilot who was being pressed and beaten by him all the time, Luo Lin was taken aback immediately, and even the movements of his hands were half a beat slow.

Wait a minute, who is this guy calling?

"call--"

The familiar explosion of the pulse thruster exploded in a blind spot outside the window. Luo Lin raised his head in confusion, but his eyes just reflected the figure of a young girl wearing a pilot helmet flying in mid-air, and her The muzzle of the black hole.

"boom!"

"!"

Luo Lin, who was lying on his back, opened his eyes suddenly, and rolled to the side subconsciously, and then fell off the bed without any precautions, hitting his head on the floor with a loud, muffled "boom".

"I rely on..."

He gritted his teeth and got up, covering the back of his head, recalling the rather bad historical experience he had just experienced in the phase space, a wry smile could not help but appear on the corner of his mouth.

What is all this called?

……

Thanks to this weird and clueless "dream", Luo Lin's state in the morning was not good.

Even when Hoshino arrived at Xia Lai on time, what he saw was sitting at the desk and rubbing the center of his brows.

"Oh, is there a time when the teacher is lazy?"

The girl walked up to Luo Lin with a smile, and dexterously jumped onto the chair, her two calves dangling in the air kept swinging back and forth.

"It's really painful to get up in the morning when you know you have a lot of work to do, uncle, I understand, it's like Monday morning~"

"First, I'm not lazy, I'm just a little uncomfortable."

Luo Lin sighed softly, turned his head to look at Hoshino, but the movements in his hands did not stop.

Even knowing that the experience in the phase space is fake, the feeling of being hit between the eyebrows by a bullet is really uncomfortable.

Especially when he was shot in the head by his mother who suddenly jumped out after beating someone who was suspected to be his father.

No matter in terms of physical or psychological level, it is so weird that it is almost indescribable.

"Second, waking up early has long been a common habit for me, and it's actually not that painful."

"Hey, is teacher uncomfortable?"

Hoshino tilted his head, selectively ignoring Luo Lin's second answer, his petite body leaned forward slightly, stretched out his palm to cover Luo Lin's forehead, and pressed his rough big hand against his own middle.

"Is this going to be a little bit better?"

Luo Lin's movements froze, and he immediately retracted the hand on his forehead, but he could only cough in embarrassment in the end.

"...Why do you care about me so much?"

"Because uncle, I like teacher."

Hoshino was still smiling, his face didn't change much, but the tips of his ears were slightly hot under the long pink hair.

"The teacher has helped me so much, so much that I don't know how to repay it. What's more, will my leaving the team without authorization in the end make the teacher sad? I have been thinking about this kind of problem."

"There's nothing to be sad about. I've already guessed that you will try desperately by yourself."

Luo Lin shook his head, calmly took the opportunity to raise his head back, and broke free from Hoshino's palm.

"Anyway, the situation was basically completely under control at that time. It's not a bad thing if you are willing to practice how to play against black clothes, because this type of people is the majority in the world of adults, and you will meet them sooner or later. .”

"Hey~ Complete control of the situation or something, is this the confidence of an adult? Very handsome, teacher."

Hoshino withdrew his hand and laughed.

"If you continue to let the teacher behave like this, uncle, maybe I will really be moved~"

"Didn't you already say you like me?"

Luo Lin could also see that the girl was obviously deliberately making fun of him, so he sighed helplessly, and simply responded casually:

"I also like Hoshino very much, after all, no one doesn't like a good boy."

"...Well, ah, yes."

Hoshino, who was active just a second ago, fell silent for a while, falteringly nodded his head, and suddenly raised his hands to cover his ears.

Teacher...you did it on purpose, right?

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"Hoshino?"

Luo Lin looked at the girl who raised her hands to cover her ears and her cheeks were slightly pink, raised her eyebrows involuntarily, and asked aloud:

"what happened?"

"...No, it's nothing, teacher."

Hoshino looked away slightly, took a deep breath, and rubbed his ear vigorously, the expression that had been paused moved again.

Her little hands were put back on her thighs, but before she could settle down for a few seconds, she unconsciously stirred the ends of her hair that were hanging down.

"I just suddenly remembered that Abydos still has some unresolved matters, but since I have told Xiaobaizi and the others to pay attention, there should be no problem."

"Well... It's not a bad thing to let them try to deal with the problem completely independently, not to mention that the cooperation between Baizi and the others is definitely not bad."

Luo Lin shrugged his shoulders, leaned back, relaxed on the soft back of the office chair, raised a finger towards Hoshino, propped his chin and analyzed:

"Bai Zi has strong observation ability and learning ability. While continuously improving his personal ability, he can also bring correct inspiration to the whole group;

Ayane is very precise in controlling the size, can control the general direction of the whole thing, and play the role of approximate navigation;

Qin Xiang has a quick temper. Although she may not be able to deal with the details well, her strong action ability is unquestionable;

As for Nomiya, with her delicate mind, she can form a good complement to others, and her personality also determines that she can stand up when the whole team is facing difficulties and help others adjust their mentality. "

"In a sense, this is quite a complete configuration, so Hoshino, you don't have to worry about anything, just feel free to let Baizi and the others do it, they will be fine."

"Well, uncle, I still have confidence in Xiaobaizi and the others. After all, they are the lovely juniors who I watched grow up."

Facing Luo Lin's sound-sounding analysis, Hoshino just casually laughed, as if he wasn't surprised at all, with a completely taken-for-granted expression.

"I'm not surprised that the teacher knows uncle so well. After all, he is a teacher, and he also..."

At this point, the girl's voice suddenly paused for a moment, and then, as if she suddenly remembered something, she turned around and rummaged through the shoulder bag she was carrying.

"By the way, I had so much fun chatting with the teacher that I almost forgot about it."

While muttering in a low voice, Hoshino turned her wrist, and the pulse knife that served as a positioning device at the last moment appeared in her palm.

The kunai-shaped diamond-shaped blade is still sharp, and even through the scabbard she made herself, she can still vaguely feel the unstoppable coldness.

The girl's fingers slid across the body of the knife, feeling the strange touch from the slightly rough scabbard, but a little regret suddenly surged in her heart.

Just returning this knife to the teacher...isn't it a bit bad?

Even though it has been wiped and wiped countless times, there will always be an inexplicable "cheap feeling" when it is handed back so simply.

Not to mention that there is a scabbard that is completely self-assessed...Will the teacher not like it?

"Oh? Isn't this a pulse knife? You still remember."

Just when Hoshino was still a little hesitant, Luo Lin didn't know when he took the initiative to poke his head over, and glanced at the thing she was holding in her hand.

Frankly speaking, compared with other equipment frequently used by iron pilots horizontally, the technical content contained in the pulse knife is actually not that advanced, and the production cost of a knife is also quite low.

To put it bluntly, the basic principle is nothing more than a miniature pulse radar that can be connected to the HUD display of the helmet is stuffed in the blade body. In the past, when they were on the frontier battlefield, the pulse blade was almost always regarded as a one-time consumable by Luo Lin. to use.

It's not just him alone, most of the other iron pilots have the same habit, throwing the pulse knife out to detect a terrain, or using it as a dart to kill an enemy, and then put it there quite casually, never thinking about picking it up. Second use thing.

The reason why they dare to do this is also very simple, because both the rebel army and the IMC have their own organized cleaning teams.

After a battle, the winning side will naturally dispatch personnel responsible for cleaning up the battlefield and dealing with the aftermath of the pilots, recycling and reusing things such as pulse knives and empty magazines.

And the losing side doesn't need to spend much effort in this regard, it would be good if the remaining troops can escape, so how can they care about these insignificant things.

As an elite unit on the battlefield, Iron Pilots must have sufficient logistical support.

Especially when the rebel army does not have the perfect training conditions as the IMC interstellar company, it is impossible to train a large number of "iron pilots" by means similar to the assembly line, so they can only take the path of winning by quality.

Don't underestimate the difference between the two completely different roads of "quality" and "quantity". This difference at least represents one point-compared with the IMC pilots, there are no things that need to be distracted. Doubts are even rarer.

Many problems will never enter their thinking chain at all, they only need to think about how to win battle after battle by any means.

As long as it can lead the battle to victory, all other things will be shared and resolved and taken care of by others willingly, and there is absolutely no need for them to spend a little more thought.

Because they are absolutely powerful and rare elites, they are worthy of this treatment.

This is the path that the Rebel Army is taking, and there may be its drawbacks, but as far as it is concerned, apart from making the riflemen seem to be a little too dependent on the iron pilots, there are no major problems.

To sum up, from a certain point of view, when Rollin, who is used to being lavish, came to Kivatos, it was undoubtedly a bit uncomfortable to pay attention to the recovery of empty magazines and pulse knives when he started casually. .

Now, with NG falling from the sky, his own equipment reserves were immediately relieved to a considerable extent.

Although the Titan's cockpit is not big, there is more than enough space for the pilot to put down a pistol, a few magazines and spare equipment he likes.

And as soon as he got the supplies, the tense string in his mind was relaxed, and the habits that Luo Lin had developed before were instantly reflected.

If Hoshino hadn't brought it up on his own initiative, he would have almost forgotten that he still had the Pulse Knife in Hoshino's hand.