Zerg Achilles

When the spaceship is about to crash.

You begged him.

But you don't remember what you said at the time, probably begging him not to leave.

He held the gun and did not speak.

You read resistance from his silence, and you were dumbfounded at that moment, unable to say a word to stop him.

You look at him as he looks at you.

His eyes are deep and bright, like icy cold stars, he is more beautiful and dangerous than ever, and he is more gentle and sincere to you than ever.

"Achilles"

"Do not."

Your reply was very firm, and you knew that this decision was very unreasonable and not the right choice, so he didn't respond to you.

He dragged you and took you to a hidden storage room, then squatted down and told you with great patience that everything would be fine. He looked at his watch and estimated the time.

"5 minutes, as long as you stay where you are quietly, I will be back soon"

"Trust me." His voice sounded earnest and calm: "I'll come back and take you away, but I need to get out first. I need to find the survival pod."

He asks you to wait.

You looked at him speechlessly, he looked a little nervous, his toes, his body couldn’t help turning slightly outward, his eyes showed anxiety, he wanted to go out, so he humbly begged you to wait .

You opened your mouth and couldn't get the words out, so you shook your head.

You know he doesn't like you.

You know that he wants permission from you to rescue another person openly, but you don't understand why a person who regards honor as his life is willing to abandon responsibility, abandon promises, and abandon you.

But you should praise him, he loves a man with all his heart, as you know, as you know, with all his loyalty, never changing, that's why you once gave him a helping hand.

But you can't say it.

The spaceship was pitching.

After a loud bang, a dull blast shattered the glass.

All the objects in the storage room were shaking at a high frequency, and the boxes placed on the high place were smashed down with a thunderbolt.

This time is about ten seconds.

He protects you in front of his chest like an impenetrable wall.

"The spaceship won't last long." After the turbulence stopped, he looked at you and said word by word, "Do you still want me to accompany you?"

Yes, you want to tell him that you do, but you also know that's not possible.

You looked out the window, the people besieging the fleet were not good people, they were a group of vicious bandits who hated the Alliance extremely.

These guys were lucky enough to bump into an alliance transport fleet. Fortunately, there was no army in the fleet, so they rushed up like locusts.

There are not many members in this fleet, and the captain has not experienced any storms. Guess he may have turned the entire transport ship into a fish on the chopping board before he could react.

The counter-attack shells fired from the spaceship were as gentle as fireworks, like a welcome egg fired to welcome the bandits.

A series of gray, small guerrilla ships surrounded the clumsy spaceship and strafed flexibly. You heard the sound of explosions and guns.

"Achilles!"

"it is good."

You look up and say.

He was stunned for a second, and you saw the surprise light in his eyes suddenly, he was even trembling, a rare violation of the rules, and gently hugged you as farewell.

He promises you he'll be back and tells you not to go out.

"Let's go." You said.

He stood up and said, "Hide well."

You know that this is meaningless relief. In front of the veteran star thief, you are as fragile as a piece of thin ice, but you are smart enough, so you will quietly hide in this small and hidden storage room instead of ran out hastily.

Anyone who wants to be a hero needs a commensurate amount of courage, or strength, the former for action and the latter for self-preservation.

He patted your head and said, "Wait for me to come back." Then he handed you a small silver imitation particle pistol with some hesitation.

He takes one last look at you and turns away from the locker.

The door slams softly, but you can hear your footsteps leaving, perhaps exaggerated in the noise of the bombardment, but you hear it.

You hide your pistol in your clothes, it's too small, it's a non-government gadget, and it can be widely sold after obtaining the federal marketing authorization, so it can't have such powerful damage.

It can't stop any Star Thief, it's more like a toy to them, you guessed his bullets can be caught by Star Thief with bare hands, like grabbing a copper bean.

You hide in the small storage room, calculating silently, there is a window there, about 5 minutes later, you see a shell suddenly rushing out of the boundless universe, rushing out of the battle circle like a meteor, it is a spaceship survival pod.

It is nimble like a fish in the Milky Way, and doesn't care about the attacks of guerrilla ships around it.

You are very familiar with this style of driving, you know that as a soldier he must have grabbed the survival pod.

One can even think of how he fought bloody battles, resisting the guns of the star robbers and the blocking of the fleet, and brought his sweetheart into the survival capsule, away from danger.

Guess the Captain might say to him, Where is the other male?We have to make sure the two of them leave together!

He would be very annoyed, he would look in the direction of the storage room and hesitate, but time was running out, the star robbers had already landed on the spaceship, there were so many of them, and the people he was protecting could not be lost.

So in the end, he will be determined, without hesitation, as if completing some kind of great sacrifice, push his sweetheart into the escape pod, and fly away from the fleet together.

In his eyes, that person is more valuable than his own life, and also higher than you.

You know that he has always been smart, prudent, and able to analyze a matter based on the environment and come up with reliable results.

He sat in the escape pod and would feel sorry and ashamed, but compared with life, apology is too cheap. He can't afford to lose his love, but he can spend the rest of his life repenting.

He will bear the consequences of your death, but has no regrets.

You're in the ship, waiting for its fate, waiting for your own, and you don't know if anyone will come, whether it's a star thief or a guard.

The time for this thinking is too short, and you haven't thought it through yet.

Footsteps sounded outside the door of the storage room, and the door was suddenly violently knocked open. You were frightened and raised your head suddenly. The star thief held a silver particle gun and laughed at the supplies: "Brothers, here! Good guy! A Heaps of nutrient solution, recovery agent."

He didn't see you for the first time, when the star thief turned his head, his laughter stopped abruptly, his expression froze instantly, and he almost stammered: "Damn...fuck... a male?!"