Weak Chicken Alpha Divorce Strategy

You tried to hide in the room, but all the doors are locked tightly, and cannot be opened without violence.

corridor!

You simply turned a corner and rushed in the direction of the footsteps in a desperate manner. You settled down and didn't turn your head to look at the corridor on the right. Out of the corner of your eye, you saw a tall figure.

Seems to be holding a gun!

run!

Your pupils shrink.

Bang!

The bullet hit the wall, penetrated the wall, and left a gap that couldn't fit.

You restrained your trembling, quickly jumped into the corridor, grabbed the handrail and ran down crazily, your head was in a mess, who wants to kill you?Still in the military?Why?Because of the Speaker?But why?

It's 15 floors, it's safe to go down.

Tapping.

The chasing footsteps were fast and heavy like a heavy hammer, creating a suffocating sense of oppression in the narrow corridor air.

He is not running, what is he doing?He has a gun.

He is aiming!

You turned sideways suddenly, the bullet pierced through the guardrail and hit your calf, you couldn't help but let out a cry of pain, as if a burning red iron blade plunged into your calf.

Can't stop!

You panted, no longer approaching the guardrail, but scrambling and rushing down against the wall, footsteps followed the corridor, you didn't even dare to look back at him.

Door!Door!

hateful!Can't push it away!

You exerted all your strength, but you couldn't push the safety exit of the next corridor.

can not wait.

You immediately shifted your target and ran down while shouting loudly, but soon you couldn't make a sound, your lungs were like a big bellows on fire, and the intense breathing made it hurt like it exploded.

The physical strength of the E-level cannot support you to do strenuous exercise that consumes a lot of energy. You stumble, fall down the steps, and fall to your head, but your strong desire to survive urges you not to stop.

seven.

six.

Four.

Nearly.

You are leaning against the wall with difficulty, and you hear footsteps on the floor above you, very close to you, where is it?Why is no one coming?Can't they all hear?This is the headquarters of the Black Flag Iron Blood Corps!

Lance, Lance.

You feel confused, you feel hopeless, you don't understand why this happened, but you can't run anymore, your legs are as heavy as iron, your heart is beating like a drum, and every step is just trying to hold on.

But you don't care, you see that door, you just want to push it open, but it doesn't move.

he came.

You heard the slight sound of the bullet being loaded and smelled the smell of blood, you hugged your head and crouched on the ground.

Bang!

A black army boot falls into your eye, and you smell fine dust, blood, and leather.

You heard the sound of bullets piercing into flesh, but you couldn't see anything, your vision was covered by the military jacket, your body couldn't move after being extremely tense, and he hugged you into his arms.

Lance?

You start to pant, like a dying fish, tightly grasping the clothes buttons of the people who come, the sound of footsteps and conversations, it seems that the building where only you are alone starts to be lively again.

You have no time to take care of these, you hug him, want to cry but feel too weak, so you lie in his arms sullenly.

"You're so slow, Lance." You heard your own hoarse voice.

"Egger."

this sound?

You froze for a moment, then slowly straightened your body, he carried you out of the stairwell, this posture was too un-Alpha, you supported your body in embarrassment, then tore off the coat that covered you a bit, exposing your head.

"Daina?" You stared at him blankly.

"Don't look back, there's blood everywhere."

There was a lot of chaos all around, and soldiers with live ammunition were everywhere.

"Brother." Your shocked look was too obvious. Dana patted your head. His lake-blue eyes were firm and calm that you didn't have. He was wearing a coat, and his neatly combed hair was slightly messy, revealing a smooth forehead. bloody.

"Aren't you at the front? What's going on?"

"You should take Z with you when you go out."

"No, I mean, what the hell is going on here."

"Terrorist attacks."

He didn't answer, and wrapped you in a blanket, which is as annoying as the speaker, you can't help but look around, Dana said: "Don't look for it, Demir is injured."

You look slightly stiff, and your heart thumps.

So Lance he...

You looked up at Dana, Dana's tone was unhurried, his eyes swept around, and he frowned: "Come home with me first."

He is just stating, not asking for your opinion.

Your body was stiff and trembling almost uncontrollably. The medical staff cut open your trouser legs, administered anesthesia, and treated the penetrating wound on your leg. Dana kept looking at the terminal, sending a text message or two from time to time.

"cocoa."

You lowered your head, and a cup of hot cocoa suddenly came to the tip of your nose.

"Thank you."

You looked at Dana in surprise, and it took a while to react, you said thank you, and then took the cocoa in his hand, the sweet aroma temporarily calmed your nervousness.

"Don't go out during this time." Dana took out a small box from his pocket, you saw your homemade faucet pattern, and your eyes widened indiscernibly, Dana noticed, lit a white cigarette, He said lightly: "The old man is so old-fashioned, next time you don't have to send him a research product like this."

He's distracting you, so you take a sip of your cocoa, appreciate his kindness and ask, "So, is it you who's been writing to ask me to send this?"

"Yes." Dana exhaled smoke. This behavior was unusual. The medical soldier looked at him vigilantly, and put his finger on his waist: "Sir, what is this, please let us check it."

Dana obviously didn't expect it either, he raised his hands, handed out the lit cigarette, and turned his gaze to you: "What's this called?"

You are speechless, open the terminal, call out the corresponding research materials, and display them in front of the medical soldiers: "Hello, I am Iger Lawrence, the thing in this gentleman's hand is called [smoke], it comes from my laboratory, it is my The first relic recovered during contact with a lost ancient civilization, a nicotine addictive product, harmless and highly stimulating, was a very popular recreational product of that period, similar to cocoa and coffee."

"Oh, I've always called it [the burning pleasure straw]."

"Smoke is just an old name." You said calmly, "You can call him anything."

The medical soldier looked at you suspiciously, withdrew his hand on his waist, but confiscated Dana's cigarettes: "Sorry, Colonel Dana, dangerous items that have not been tested are not allowed in public places."

Dana couldn't deny it, and quickly put away the remaining cigarettes: "Now they are not lit, they are as well-behaved as eggs, and they will not cause any harm."

The medical soldier wanted to say something more, Dana said: "Someone is injured over there."

Medical soldier: "...Mr. Dana, I have to call the patrol team over because of you."

Dana showed a damn expression, reluctantly took out the cigarette case from his pocket and handed it over, and did not forget to emphasize: "Keep it safe for me, I know the review procedures of the military department, I will apply for it back. "

The medical soldier breathed a sigh of relief, carefully packed the cigarettes in a sealed bag, and then left quickly.

"Let's go, let's go home first." Losing the cigarette, Dana seemed to have no interest in staying, and said wearily.

"Thank you, I want to wait for Lance to confirm his safety."

"I think he was making sure DeMille was safe."

Dana stared at you for a while, you were silent, he frowned and said "Follow you", then turned his head indifferently.

"Lance Uloch doesn't care about small fish and shrimp."

"Your statement has no basis."

"Well, let me say that he is not a qualified partner. You have no objection to that."

"I have no objection, but according to the standards of the Lawrence family, I am not a qualified husband."

Dana choked. He said this to you in person, in front of Lance. It was a few years ago, and you didn't want to worry about it.

Dana is the mainstay of the Lawrence family. The strong alpha is the object of your envy. Dana doesn't like nonsense. He has publicly stated that he doesn't like you who are equivalent to small trash. Although he didn't bully you when you were young, he never cared about your brothers and sisters. It's a prank, so your feelings towards him are a bit complicated, not close, but not particularly annoying.

You sat silently on the spot, watching the soldiers coming and going, and couldn’t help you. The mental system is like this. It has never been the main force on the frontal battlefield. Feeling a little pessimistic.

The strongest reincarnation in the alliance, the best soft food in the alliance, ha, you twitched the corners of your mouth, but you couldn't laugh at yourself as usual.

About Lance, or anything else... you're not afraid of bad news, you're good at patience.

Enduring discrimination, ridicule, injustice, and disappointment again and again may be one of the unique education methods of the Lawrence family.

They hope that you can become a spring, resist when you are compressed to the extreme, capture your hatred and unwillingness, and build you an upward ladder.

But you have never been silent.

Silence is cowardice.

Dana said why didn't you resist?You can't answer, so the door of Lawrence's house is closed to you forever, and you lose your shape in the forging, and become an insignificant abandoned child.

But you once wanted to tell him, and you were only a little short of saying it. You wanted to say that’s not the case. People are not wood without feelings, and neither are you. It’s not that you are too cowardly, but that you don’t know how to be a qualified brave man.

The disappointed expression of your father follows you everywhere, you can't imagine changing, and you always think that the next time may be worse than the present.

Being ridiculed, accused, neglected, and treated coldly is enough, there is no need for worse, you stay where you are, give up on yourself, and can’t find someone to hug and comfort, so you like to be lonely and used to silence, comforting yourself is nothing Big deal.

You wish yourself courage on your birthday, hoping for a change for the better before you open the box.

So Lance came to your side, even though what happened afterwards hit you so hard.

But you also figured it all out that day, and those things that bothered you disappeared. You learned to accept, seek new changes, accept the fact that you cannot become a soldier, and find your own value from the beginning.

You're not a blemish, you're not rubbish, you're just not what most people have, you're not particularly good, and you're not very smart, but your name is Iger, and you're not a wimp.

You used to like Lance very much, but at that moment you suddenly realized that marriage does not mean love, and liking does too. You don't know if he likes you like cats and dogs, but love really shouldn't be like this.

So it will not be worse than it is now, you need answers to adjust your state, even if he tells you that there are deeper reasons behind what happened today, you will accept it calmly, but you have to shatter all the dreams you just had .

But that's okay, you're good at it, and Lance is too good for you, and what's too good for you can feel unsettling and unreal.

If everyone picks fruits together, and you suddenly get the biggest and best one, you will start to wonder whose prank it is, and would rather let it go bad than eat it.

That's what experience is, and experience is often right.

So you were extremely calm, even if you saw Lance walking over with Demir, your face didn't change a bit, at most a little pale and tired, this is normal, anyone who encounters this kind of thing will feel a little uneasy .

So instead of standing up and sitting there uncharacteristically, you wait for him to come over and tell you something that will make everything return to the way it was, and reset your life back to the way it was.

close.

Before Lance could speak, several hurried soldiers surrounded him. He glanced at you and stopped to talk to the soldiers.

Demir passed through the cordon first. He was wearing a blanket, looked at you, and spoke first, with worried eyes, as if sad.

"Sorry, the speaker was going to save you, but I ran into some trouble over there. It's a very important document. I think you are an alpha after all, so the speaker is a little late. Are you okay? Iger."