I'm not Yingjie

"I won't go into the details of how it works. The knife itself uses the same technology as the vibration knife you used before, but I added some new technology to it. As long as it is operated properly, the internal freezing ability can be used. This time I referred to the shape of the samurai sword from the Far East. It is more suitable for slashing and has greater durability."

It was obvious that the knife was meant for Lin, otherwise it would not have been shown to him alone.

New technological weapons?

"Do you think this is the end?" Delta smiled mysteriously. He took out another scabbarded samurai sword from a hidden corner of the warehouse. The handle looked almost identical to the one on the plasma show. "Lin, you like close combat very much recently, so I'm considering equipping you with a few more close combat weapons. How about calling it the Seven Swords Armor?"

"..."

Putting aside the name that sounded very déjà vu, Lin looked at the new knife carefully. Delta was also very tactful and directly threw the knife to him, letting him look at it for himself.

Lin groaned, holding the scabbard in one hand and the handle in the other, and pulled out the knife.

"bass."

A sky-blue blade popped out from the front of the matte metal component extending from the handle, with tiny lightning bolts jumping unsteadily in it.

For some reason, when Lin saw the sky-blue blade of the knife, he thought of the Third Herrscher who stretched out his hands to him in the rain.

Her last smile flashed through his mind, causing Lin to tighten his grip on the knife handle even more.

"I made this sword based on the principle of the shield of the Third Herrscher. It's not very stable yet, but the handle will generate a strong electromagnetic field to protect the user. It's quite a practical thing for a guy like you who often breaks down all your equipment."

Delta looked at Lin who was staring at the blade and smiled: "This knife doesn't have a name yet, so you can choose one."

"...Just call him Raikiri." Lin stared for a long time, his mind wandering, then sheathed the knife and handed it back to Delta.

"Raikiri? What a nice name."

Delta excitedly took Rachel back and put it together with Plasma Shadow Show, preparing to load it when he redesigned the armor for Lin later.

Lin looked at him like this and asked, "Why do you treat me so well?"

This has been a long-standing problem for Lin. In the past, he often had to go out on missions and had no time to think about many problems. Now that he has time to calm down, it is time to deal with these problems.

"Preferential treatment?" Delta was stunned for a moment, then covered his chin in thought, "Well... this involves many aspects, such as your physique and your information processing ability, your identity, and your relationship with me..."

“……”It’s probably useless to listen to it.

"But the most important thing is that you are just a simple 'human'." Delta laughed heartily.

"..."

"Although not all of them, most of our R&D personnel are people who don't have good adaptability and resistance to Honkai energy, including me of course."

Delta smiled helplessly and regretfully: "I originally wanted to go to the front line and fight alongside the soldiers, but everyone told me that I can play a greater role in the R&D department than on the front line."

Are we limited to non-combatants due to our own conditions?

"So when you, a guy who has a very poor compatibility with Honkai energy but is ridiculously capable of fighting, appeared, we cowards in the R&D department were ecstatic, as if we saw ourselves being able to fight. You are the embodiment of our ideal."

"You showed us what's possible for humans, so we built you an armor that's comparable to yours. It's that simple."

Delta patted Lin on the arm, gave him a thumbs up, and said something that Lin would remember for the rest of his life:

"You are my hope, Lin."

Chapter 21 Never Forget

"The Seventh Squad was completely wiped out, leaving a vacancy in the Fire Moth team. The combat personnel at the headquarters will be redistributed."

"No. MSA-079, Lin. Since your combat achievements and abilities are far beyond the level of ordinary privates, I have specially promoted you to captain after an assessment and appointed you as the leader of the seventh squad."

His military rank was promoted more than three levels, a treatment not even given to martyrs, and he was directly promoted to team leader, which set a precedent for the Fire-Chasing Moth. After all, the position of combat team leader was mostly held by colonels and above, and there had never been a captain before.

Lin, who was sitting in a wheelchair, looked much more energetic than he did half a month ago. He turned his back to the notification personnel. In this somewhat dim environment, the bright light from the fonts on the wall shone on the bandage on his face.

Perhaps his loneliness had already spread, and the notification personnel were not surprised by Lin's silence. They took out a solemn box and handed it to Lin. This was the most important purpose of his trip.

"This is your new Fire Moth badge. Please accept it."

"..." Lin glanced at the badge in the box. It was very different from the style he received when he joined the team. The workmanship and details were better. It could be considered a captain-level certification.

It's just an ID and a box to store things, why make it so fancy?

Lin didn't ask this question out loud. He just said "hmm" lightly, took the badge and put it in his pocket.

"Then the handover of Team 7 will be communicated later..."

"I see."

Lin raised his hand to stop the person notifying him from continuing. He turned his head and made a shushing gesture.

"...Okay, then I won't disturb your memory. There is a dance party at the headquarters today to celebrate the completion of the follow-up work of the third Honkai. I think everyone wants to see Mr. Lin attend."

"I won't go."

"..."

Lin didn't even make any further explanation. He crossed his hands in his legs and ignored the person notifying him.

A flash of disgust and disdain flashed across the face of the person who notified him, but he quickly hid it, bowed to Lin, and left.

Peace has returned here.

Lin looked up and read every name on the wall one by one, engraving them in his heart, and finally stopped at the newly added names.

This is the "graveyard" of the fire moth.

If there are bodies of those who died in the Fire Moths, their bodies will be transported back to their hometowns for burial, and their names will be left here for their comrades to look up to.

Lin just stared at the unfamiliar names of Team 7 in silence, as if he was looking up at the stars in the night sky.

……

After more than a month of cleanup work, it was finally completed. This tug-of-war with Honkai finally ended with the victory of humanity. And since ancient times, it has been the tradition of mankind to celebrate with wine, singing and dancing after a victory in battle.

"Captain, isn't this outfit a bit too revealing? It's not a good idea..."

"Haha, my lovely little soul, be more confident in yourself. You are so cute, of course you should show yourself more. Don't learn from Lin and cover your face all day long."

The red-haired woman in an evening gown put her arm around the girl's shoulders from behind, and stood in front of the mirror, looking at her in a white dress with blue embellishments. She was very satisfied with her.

As expected of her vision, it is very suitable for Hun.

"She's cute and all..." Soul glanced at the heavy "weight" of Himiko and sighed in distress, "But the captain is mature and sexy, I feel like she's far inferior."

Himiko has curvy body, and the dress she wears is low-cut and high-slit, which highlights her figure. When she stands next to Soul, she really looks like an undeveloped little girl.

Is it really too early for her to attend this kind of dance? It would be better if Captain Lin was around. At least she wouldn't panic when she saw his icy back.

Himiko helped Soul fix his hair, then turned to the gray-haired girl standing silently beside him and asked, "Where's Hua? Lin is not here, why don't you join us?"

"I..." Hua shook his head in panic, lowering his head and looking at his toes, "Forget it. The captain probably doesn't like me to attend this kind of party."

"Oh, what do you think of Lin? He's not a possessive person. Besides, you were just notified that you're his team member, right? Hehe, are you so considerate of his feelings?"

"No, no, I, that, that..." Hua was not good at speaking. Facing Himiko's teasing eyes, the naive student girl didn't know how to respond.

During the past month, Hua basically spent most of his time at the headquarters training new recruits, and the rest of the time he was with the members of the Fifth Team.

According to her understanding, even though they had just experienced such a severe battle, the Fire Moths could not wait to start the dance party. The original heavy atmosphere was swept away, and even the chat content of the staff passing by in the corridor changed from work to gossip.

Lin must hate this kind of thing, after all, he is a heavy person.

"Oh, I see what you mean. Are you wondering if Lin hates holding a dance after the war?"

Himiko chuckled and rubbed Hua's head.

How can this child be so innocent?

"Lin actually doesn't hate this kind of thing. He can understand people's need to wash away their sorrow, and he also hopes that others can get over the shadow of losing their friends and comrades."

Himiko spoke earnestly. She was the oldest and most experienced person here, and could be considered the one who saw things most clearly. The two recruits had just entered the battlefield not long ago, and they more or less had a respectful feeling towards Lin, focusing on his actions rather than his personality, which more or less biased their views of him.

"But he himself doesn't want to forget his sorrow." Himiko smiled helplessly, "Should we say he is mature, or childish?"

I just don't want the deceased to be forgotten, so I indulge myself in negative emotions.

Lin's life is not a blank sheet of paper, but he forces himself to become a piece of paper, allowing other people's deaths and emotions to be painted on it. Gradually, the part that belongs to Lin himself becomes less and less.

Sooner or later, Lin will be crushed by the sadness accumulated in his body, and the reason for that day may very well be the departure of the people around him.

"Then let's go find Team Leader Lin."

"Ok?"

Hun's delicate face showed a strong expression. She clenched her fists and looked at the surprised Himiko.

As a new recruit who had joined the team for less than two months, she and Himiko fought against the resurrected Shesha together. In just one month, she learned things from Lin that she had never learned before.

The time of contact was not long, but Hun developed a complex feeling almost like admiration for this always cold person.

Even if it was just her wishful thinking, she wanted Lin to express his sensibility with a tenderness that he had never shown before that day, not only as a soldier fighting against Honkai, but also as an ordinary person called Lin.

"You've grown up, Soul." Himiko stretched and smiled, "Well, since you're all so worried, let's go find him. Also, Soul, he's the captain of Team 7 from today on, don't call him Team Member Lin anymore."

"What's that called?"

"How about being more direct and calling me Lin?"

"This, this is too... too intimate..."

"hey-hey."

Under Himiko's almost explicit gaze, Hun's face quickly heated up, and the little bit of toughness that he had just maintained disappeared in an instant.

Chapter 22 Heartbeat Memory

“It’s here indeed.”

The tranquility of the "cemetery" was broken, and Lin opened his snoring eyes, like lighting a not-so-bright light in the dark night.

Three girls came in one after another from the door. The scattered footsteps suddenly made the place lively, and they all gathered around Lin.

Hua saw the names dimly lit on the wall, bowed his head respectfully and said in a slow voice: "Are these all soldiers who died in the battle? Excuse me..."

"You've been hiding in this kind of gloomy place all day, which makes you feel like an ice cube." Himiko grabbed Lin's face from behind and rubbed it, grinning, "You didn't even come to the dance today to see the clothes I picked for Xiaohun. What? Do you look down on me now that you're the captain?"

"Captain, please keep your voice down." Hun felt ashamed and tried his best to stop her from disturbing the slumber of the heroic souls, but he still glanced at Lin's eyes out of the corner of his eye. He couldn't help feeling a little disappointed when he found that he had no interest in even looking at him.

But this is Team Member Lin.

Soon she comforted herself and cheered herself up.

"What are you afraid of? Half of the names here are old acquaintances of mine. Humph, do they dare to have any opinions about me?"

Lin sighed, thinking that it seemed that he would not have peace today.

"What's wrong? The party is about to start. What do you want to see me for?" After taking off his helmet, Lin's voice became much softer. He turned his wheelchair around and asked the three people.

"Look, these two just can't bear to see a cool boy suffering from loneliness, so they rejected all the handsome guys at the dance and insisted on going with the lonely guy who covers his face all day long." Himiko pursed her lips and laughed in an unsuitable tone.

Lin turned his gaze to the two people standing at the back.

Lin's gaze, which could freeze a thermometer, would make anyone nervous.

At this time, they were a little afraid of Lin's cold comments about them. Lin seldom cursed, but when his rare sarcasm came out of his mouth, every word was as brilliant as "The Legend of Zhen Huan".

But Lin did not do so. As Himiko understood, he was able to understand others, but his lack of words made him seem almost unapproachable.

He nodded soothingly and said, "It's okay, you don't have to worry about me."

"No, Captain Lin, it's not good for your health if you continue to be depressed like this. You just came out of the repair cabin." Hun's short hair trembled, and she pursed her lips as she stepped forward to persuade him.

Lin wanted to say that he was not depressed, and that he had been out of the repair cabin almost half a month ago, but before he could say anything, Hua also added in agreement.

"Yes, there is also a saying about the mentality of martial artists. If you indulge in negative emotions all day long, the healing of your injuries will be slowed down, which will not be of any help when you return to the battlefield."

"..."

Lin hesitated for a moment after hearing that the healing of his injuries would be slowed down, and Hun quietly gave Hua a thumbs up.

Team member Hua, good job!

After thinking it over again and again, he nodded: "Okay, let's go to the dance."

"Huh?" Hun was stunned.

Lin gave him a puzzled look.

"No, it's nothing."

Originally, I just wanted to chat with Lin, but I didn't expect that he would take the initiative to go to the dance.