exclusive possession

Chapter 22

The Year Pillar is still dark and magnificent, and the space is still deep and quiet.Because of the distance, those fighter planes still looked like a small densely packed dark spot.

Mu Xian let go of my waist, glanced lightly over the cabin, then turned the nose of the plane and drove back slowly.I didn't know what he wanted to do, and I was afraid of a sudden firefight, so I hugged him and held on.

"I won't let you be on the battlefield again." A slightly gloomy voice sounded above his head.

I startled and looked up.He also looked down at me with a cold expression on his face.

"This is the last time," he said.

Is it because I am afraid that he suddenly made this statement?
He... feels distressed?

I felt a little sour in my heart, and said in a low voice, "Thank you, I'm actually fine. You can concentrate on your work." I didn't ask him what he planned to do, because he must have had an idea, and I helped If you are not busy, it is best to quietly listen to his arrangements.

He didn't speak any more.After a while, we sailed behind a suspended black boulder.There was a broken fighter plane floating quietly, it was one of the enemy planes that Mu Xian just shot down.Mu Xian drove the plane slowly approaching until our hatch touched the wing of the wrecked plane, and then shut down the plane's engine.

"Relax for a while." He said softly.

I let go of his waist awkwardly and straightened up.

He unbuckled his seat belt and stood up, took a bundle of long metal ropes from the wall, and tied one end around his waist.I saw the other end fastened to the back of the seat.

I reacted, a little uneasy: "Are you going out?"

He nodded: "Stay still, I'll be back soon." He took a large box from the back cabin, opened the hatch and stepped out.I caught a glimpse of the abyss-like black space under his feet, and felt a shiver in my calf.But he has disappeared.

My body slowly floated up, but was still held by the seat belt above the seat.Time passed by every minute and every second, the surroundings were quiet, only the sound of my breathing in the helmet.I suddenly remembered that there was a radio in the helmet to talk to him, so I quickly lowered my voice and asked, "Mu Xian, are you okay? How long is it?" My voice sounded hoarse and trembling.

There was silence on the communication channel for a while, and his deep and crisp voice came: "I'll be right back."

I was taken aback, and quickly said, "I'm not urging you, come back after you're done. I just..."

Just to see if you are there.

Before the words were finished, a figure slowly floated in, and the cabin door closed with a "thump".I turned my head to look at him, feeling as if a boulder had been lifted from my heart.His body fell to the ground slowly, put the box in his hand on the ground, and walked quickly to me.

Looking at his solemn face and concerned eyes, I regretted that I had disturbed him with my words just now, and hurriedly said: "I'm fine..." Before he finished speaking, he had already bent down and stretched out his hand towards me.

I thought he was going to hug me, now that I was in danger, of course I hugged his waist obediently.Unexpectedly, he paused, quickly hugged my waist and loosened it, and there was a faint smile in his voice: "Wait a minute, unbuckle the seat belt first."

I was taken aback... Unfasten the seat belt?
There were a few soft "pops", and the seat belt bounced off. He helped me stand up, and walked to the box holding my wrist.I looked at the long-lasting smile on his lips, feeling a little embarrassed.But when he opened the case, my attention was immediately drawn.

Those were two sets of black military uniforms and some metal components of various shapes.The military uniform I recognized as a mercenary uniform I'd seen on a DVD - it made me feel a little heavy.And of course I don't know what the components are.

He glanced at me and said in a low voice, "Take off your clothes."

I was taken aback, and then I understood—the military uniforms were crumpled, and just now I saw deep wet marks on the cuffs of one of them, which looked like blood.Apparently ripped off from an enemy pilot.Could it be that he wants us to pretend to be mercenaries?That's right, with so many enemy planes, it's impossible for him to win.

But pretending is also risky.

I nodded, took off my helmet, and began to unbutton my space suit: "What do you think...?"

He had already taken off his spacesuit, revealing the dark gray military uniform underneath. He gave me a determined look and replied, "Just keep the underwear."

My face was a little hot, but the enemy planes behind me were approaching, and there was no room for hesitation.Soon I took off my top shirt, leaving only a bra.

As he was taking it off, he seemed to be thinking about something with a sullen face.At this moment, his eyes flashed suddenly, moved up slowly, and obviously stopped on me.

I froze slightly and took off my trousers again.He glanced at my legs and handed over the military uniform in his hand.I hesitated: "Will it be big?" He replied: "The co-pilot is a man with orange blood. He is very small, about the same size as you."

I thought I wasn't too small, so I grabbed my military uniform and was about to put it on when he suddenly said, "Put this on first."

He took off his military vest and handed it to me, wearing only a pair of shorts.I thought there was some mystery, so I asked casually, "You don't need it?"

He took a deep look at me without answering, picked up the mercenary uniform next to him, frowned and seemed to be putting it on patiently, but his eyes naturally returned to my chest.

When my skin touched the soft, slightly sweaty vest, I suddenly had a flash of inspiration—let me wear his vest to minimize the contact between my skin and the mercenary uniform.Although it was a bit deceitful, it was hard for him.He also has a cleanliness himself.

Soon we both changed our clothes, he took a quick look at me, his eyes were a little frozen, and said in a low voice: "Unexpected...beautiful." Then he rolled up his sleeves and took those metal components to the rear cabin.

I looked down at the military uniform on my body. The chest was a little tight, the waist was a little big, and the trouser legs were fat. They didn't fit me straight at all. He actually said it was beautiful?

I couldn't help looking up at him—he was still tall and straight, and the pure black accentuated his handsome eyebrows and fair skin.Compared with the sobriety when wearing dark gray, black looks more serious.

After more than ten minutes, he sat back in the driver's seat again, still looking cold, arrogant and orderly.

This made me strangely calm down.

At this time, the fleet of fighter planes in the distance had sailed to the front of the Pillar of Time.Now they look like big steel birds, no longer covering a small piece of starry sky, but my entire field of vision.

Mu Xian turned on the engine of the plane and picked up the communicator.The handsome side face looks indifferent and calm, but the eyes look cold and sharp.

"Report, I am Captain Cong En of the 37th Squadron of the Fifth Column. We have just had a battle with an Imperial fighter plane... My identification code is..." He reported a number, "The enemy plane has been wiped out and there are casualties , please send a rescue ship over immediately. Operation permission? Which army's communications officer are you? The third column? The second lieutenant, this is not within your authority. Tell your superior, Captain An Rui, if you have any questions, directly ask the commander of the fifth column Ministry. What's the problem? Send someone over, and act quickly."

After the communication ended, he turned his head to look at me: "You are Second Lieutenant Noi. Let me answer other questions."

I was completely taken aback when I heard it, nodded, and asked Chi: "Will they check our identity photos?"

He smiled faintly: "The mercenary army is formed by rogues from multiple galaxies and races. Good and evil are mixed, and the information system cannot be updated in time. Their most effective verification methods are identification codes and authority passwords." After a pause, he said: "I have both. .”

I suddenly remembered that Mo Pu said that Mu Xian's leg bone was injured in the battle with the mercenary group three years ago.He must know a lot about the mercenary opponent, so he must be confident now.

I was relieved, and watched quietly with him as two of the fighter jets deviated from their original course and flew towards us.

Things are going pretty well.Two orcs and two robots came up from the opponent's fighter plane.After checking our electronic documents (I don’t know how Mu Xian prepared them, there are even photos of the two of us on them), asked Mu Xian some questions, and went to the wreckage to salvage the bodies.When one of them left, he said, "Since you are in the fifth column, follow us."

Mu Xian said: "Okay." Turning the nose of the plane, it slowly drove into the mercenary fighter group.

Surrounded by dark and cold fighter planes, we are like the most ordinary one in the swarm, we can only be surrounded and keep moving forward.Mu Xian still had a sullen face, and after a while, he picked up the communicator.

This time he spoke a language I could not understand at all.I'm guessing he's issuing orders to the fleet through encrypted channels.After the communication ended, he pondered for a moment, then suddenly turned to look at me.

"That's good."

"……What's wrong?"

"You are very calm and well-behaved." He paused, his voice was low and soft, "Continue like this, leave everything to me." I suddenly understood - he was praising that I have been doing nothing, quietly obeying him s arrangement.I thought it should be so.

It's just that there was a touch of joy in his tone, which made my face slightly warm.

After sailing for about ten minutes, a very large black spaceship appeared in front of it, which was about the same size as the main ship of Mu Xian's fleet.

"All fighters, return to the Space Tower and rest for 10 hours." A calm command sound came from the communication channel.

Mu Xian raised his eyes and glanced at Battlestar, and I was startled—staying in the enemy's camp for 10 hours is by no means easy.Who knows what will happen?

But the belly of the Space Fortress has slowly opened the gate, and one after another the fighters landed and sailed into the deep deck like birds returning to their nests.

After a brief gliding, we also drove in.

The plane bumped and came to a steady stop. As soon as we got out of the plane, two ground staff came up to meet them. I looked at them, a little nervous, and Mu Xian had already firmly held my hand.

"Idiots, don't touch my plane with your dirty hands." Mu Xian said coldly, "Fill up the fuel and get out."

The ground staff was stunned, showing a little resentment, and stood up to salute: "Yes, sir. I guarantee that no one will be troublesome."

It was the first time I heard Mu Xian swearing, and I was secretly surprised.After walking forward for a while, I turned around and saw that the ground crew waved his hand as expected, and asked another soldier to drag the fighter plane to the corner without even looking at it.

I get it - although the fighter looks exactly the same on the outside, he's modified it before.But if the ground crew finds something, it's not so good.He is... bold and cautious, I couldn't help but glance at him sideways, there was no expression on his cold and fair face.

The deck was very chaotic, more and more planes were parked, and there was a lot of noise coming and going.Soldiers kept passing by, some bumping into us.

Mu Xian kept his face cold, walking forward with his arms around my waist.At the exit of the hangar, an orc suddenly came over and said, "Captain, I have asked the logistics to arrange your accommodation. You can go to the restaurant for dinner first, over there." He pointed to a passage behind him.

I recognized the man as the pilot who had just checked our IDs.Mu Xian nodded to him, put his arms around me and followed the crowd to the restaurant.

The restaurant is very spacious, the lighting is soft, the tables and chairs are tidy, and it feels much more comfortable than in the hangar.There are not many people, there are hundreds of seats, and one-third of them are still empty.

I smelled the aroma of the food and really felt hungry.But Mu Xian's face was not good-looking, as if it was covered with a layer of cold air.When he was in danger just now, his face was not so ugly.

I couldn't help but worry—is there a new big problem?

We sat down in a corner where no one was around, and he brought over two dinner plates and two sets of knives and forks, and said in a low voice, "Knives and forks can be used, they have sterilizers."

I didn't pay much attention to what he said.The dinner plate is rectangular, and there are four boxes inside.Inside the largest one is a square piece of rice, each piece of rice here is three times the size of the rice on the earth.The other three boxes were cooked beef, mushy vegetable soup and a piece of bread.

Just as I was about to start eating, I suddenly heard him say calmly: "Wait." His tone was a bit inexplicable... patience?
The rice box in front of him was taken away by him.I looked at him suspiciously, but saw him give me a deep look, frowned, picked up his own table knife, and cut a piece along the edge of the rice with a cold face, and then cut another piece.That piece of rice was about the size of an ordinary bowl, but after being treated like this by him, the volume became less than half of its original size.But he didn't stop, he picked up the rice with a fork, and cut off another layer at the bottom.

Only then did his brows relax slightly, and he raised the fork and handed it to me: "It's ready to eat."

I took the rice core with only one-third left in doubt. He glanced at the dishes on my plate and said lightly: "Those can't be dealt with, just eat rice. There is still food on the plane, you can eat it tomorrow." .”

I suddenly had an epiphany.

He has a cleanliness freak, he thinks the food here is dirty.

That's why his face was so ugly just now?
Of course, this is also understandable. When we walked through the kitchen window before, we did see a big man with bare arms and sweat all over packing the lunch boxes.

But I know that the food reserves on the plane were prepared by Maureen himself, because the amount is very small, enough for one person at most, because he is planning to return on the same day.

Before I could answer, he started peeling his own rice again.I kept staring at him blankly.Soon, he also cut his own rice core.Although he frowned, he was obviously hungry and finished his meal quickly.

At this time, I took a few sips, thought about it, and handed it to him.

"I don't have a cleansing habit. You want to get us out of here, let's eat more." I brought his dinner plate over, and put the remaining rice cubes into my own lunch box.

His eyes froze, his voice suddenly became soft, and he asked slowly, "You...give it to me?"

Before I made a sound, his expression had returned to coolness, but there was a strange surge in his eyes: "I'm very happy, but I don't accept it. I won't let my woman..."

He didn't finish his sentence because I had already scooped up a piece of beef and stuffed it into my mouth.

His eyes trembled slightly, staring at me without speaking.

I was a little uncomfortable when he looked at me, so I had to say in a low voice: "You eat this, and you also eat the food on the plane. I eat these normal meals, there is no problem. My grandma is old, and I have been boarding since I was in middle school. , have been eating in the cafeteria. This is much better than school meals.”

After a while, I looked up at him: "I'm full, you'll waste it if you don't eat."

He was silent for a while, and finally put the rice core into his mouth, biting gently.

"Okay." The voice sounded low and soft.

I smiled.

But I soon stopped laughing.Because he just stared at me and ate slowly.His posture was still very elegant, but his handsome and fair face slowly turned red, and his dark and forbearing eyes locked on me firmly.

Seeing our strange expressions, people around giggled and laughed.Mu Xian ignored them at all and kept staring at me.My face was burning hot, why did I have the illusion that he took that piece of rice as me and swallowed it in one gulp?
(End of this chapter)