Quick Wear: The Beautiful, Strong and Tragic Path of a Swordsman

"Xiao Ling, why did you want to apply to be transferred to our side? Although our Fourth Division and your Twenty-first Division are both front-line troops, there is still a gap due to geographical reasons."

In the regiment commander's office, Su Weiyuan said earnestly, "You are not only an excellent air commander, but also an excellent communications technology talent. We are not suitable for you to develop here. If you regret it, I can reject the transfer order now, and you can return to your original unit."

The young man with graceful and upright military posture felt warmed in his heart when he heard these words, but his eyes remained firm.

"Report to the regiment commander, I will not regret my decision. I always received preferential treatment in my old unit because of my father's relationship and my status as a technician. Many achievements that I clearly made through my own efforts were considered to be obtained because of my father."

"I want to stay away from these prejudices and make my own achievements outside. Besides, soldiers should not be stationed in one place for a long time. They should be rotated frequently to adapt to various battlefield environments. For example, I have only commanded battles in mountainous areas. This time I was transferred here to familiarize myself with the battlefield on the sea."

Ling Size spoke righteously and firmly, but in fact there were more real reasons than just that.

Catching a big cat, owning a big cat, is of equal importance to these goals.

"Your insights are very profound, and this is also the direction our Dragon Mansion is developing in." Su Weiyuan smiled with satisfaction, his whole body was majestic and kind, "Then I will accept your transfer order."

He quickly signed his name on the papers with various official seals, then put away his smile and became extremely serious. "But I have to say this in advance. Our Fourth Division does not have that many preferential treatments for omegas, and the training tasks are very heavy. So if you can't bear the hardship, I will still send you back to your original unit. By then, it will not only be you who will be embarrassed, but also your old unit."

"Please rest assured, Captain. My family has always raised me as an alpha, and I have never considered myself an omega."

Ling Size's answer made Su Weiyuan even more satisfied. He was just about to continue explaining the content of his job when there was a hurried knock on the door.

"Enter!"

Ling Size silently stepped aside, and then he saw that the person rushing in was the corporal who had helped him pass the border today.

Xiao Chen's expression was a little anxious. Of course he noticed Ling Size, but he didn't have time to greet him now. He just swallowed back the words that were about to come out of his mouth and instead hinted to the leader with his eyes.

Su Weiyuan frowned immediately, but still tried to remain calm and said to Ling Size, "Xiao Ling, wait outside the door for a moment."

Ling Size immediately agreed, went out obediently and closed the door, but a small ice-blue transparent butterfly landed behind the sofa, gently fluttering its wings.

"Captain, there's something wrong with Major Xu's health. Do you want to go over and take a look?" After seeing the man leave, Xiao Chen immediately spoke with a worried look on his face.

Su Weiyuan's heart immediately rose when he heard this, but he soon calmed down and said, "I'll call and ask."

If no one answered the phone, he would probably have to take the flight doctor with him.

Mobile phones are not allowed in the military, but there are landlines. Especially in situations like the Air Force where each pilot needs to be notified quickly, each pilot's dormitory will be equipped with a landline for internal calls only.

The call was quickly connected, and Xu Yan's voice came from the other end, concisely, "What's the matter?"

"Xiao Chen said that he felt that you were not in good health, so I called to ask what was going on." Su Weiyuan immediately sold Xiao Chen out.

Xiao Chen looked at his team leader helplessly and sighed.

[I'm fine, I just overslept and took the medicine a little late, it's not harmful to my health. ]

"You, you, what do you mean it's harmless to the body? Pay attention!" Su Weiyuan scolded. Xu Yan seemed to say something on the other end. He turned to look at Xiao Chen and said, "Xu Yan said that next time you can ask him directly, and if there is really a problem, he will tell you in time, so you don't have to worry too much."

Xiao Chen nodded obediently.

Su Weiyuan hung up the phone and waved at him, "Okay, go out and call Xiao Ling in."

"Yes!" Xiao Chen stood at attention and saluted.

......

On the other side, after Xu Yan hung up the phone, he leisurely walked to the dining table to continue eating, and took a fever-reducing patch from the drawer and put it on his forehead.

Every time the virus breaks out in the body, it will cause an overreaction of the body's immune system, which means fever. And if you don't take medicine to suppress the toxins in time, it is likely to cause an immune system storm. By then, if he is not killed by the toxins, he will be killed by his own immune system first.

Bang bang bang.

Just as I was about to lie down and rest after dinner, there was a knock on the door again.

A familiar and annoying voice sounded outside, "Xu Yan, I really have something to talk to you about, open the door!"

Xu Yan felt helpless. He actually knew what Zhao Yan wanted to say to him, but he shouldn't know. So he didn't open the door after he walked to the door. He said lazily, "Just put it this way."

Zhao Yan gnashed his teeth in anger, using up his last bit of patience, "If you don't want to listen, forget it!"

Then he walked away with heavy footsteps.

Xu Yan chuckled. In fact, most soldiers have very straightforward personalities and tempers. They don’t have much scheming or calculation. If they hate someone, they will express it directly.

Of course, there will be a few bad apples in the army who will do whatever it takes for their own selfish interests.

Of course, there are also people like him and Little Butterfly.

Don’t be fooled by the little butterfly’s appearance of being kept in a high tower and not knowing the world. When you cut it open, you will find that its mind is full of tricks that can scare people with trypophobia.

Xu Yan slept until dinner time and was only woken up by Xiao Chen running over and knocking on the door.

"Sir, do you need me to get you some food? Or do you plan to eat by yourself?" Xiao Chen's voice came from the door.

"I'll go eat by myself. You go first and don't worry about me." Xu Yan replied.

"Okay." Xiao Chen responded neatly, and then the footsteps gradually faded away.

Xu Yan glanced at the two virtual monitoring screens that 937 had turned on.

The protagonist of one picture is Ling Size, who is lying in ambush nearby and ready to "encounter" him at any time; the protagonist of the other picture is a blond omega who is waiting at the door of the restaurant with a rose in his hand.

This blond omega is tall, with fair skin, and three-dimensional facial features but not very profound. He is a dragon-foreign hybrid who perfectly meets the aesthetic standards of the people of Longfu.

At this moment he was anxiously waiting for something, and he couldn't stop walking around in place like an ant on a hot pan.

There were many soldiers and officers watching with interest, each of them looking like they were waiting to eat spectacles.