Garcia turned around and walked towards him step by step in the firelight.

So at this moment, all the colors of the world fade away.

Jiang Jianming was a little dazed.

Lai An...wrong again, Your Highness Garcia, why is he here?

He couldn't figure it out.

Why does this person always appear in front of me, shouldn't this be His Royal Highness, is His Highness so idle?

For a moment of ecstasy, Garcia was already standing in front of him, and said gloomily: "Why do you use such a dangerous way of fighting, are you desperate?"

Changfeng passed between the two of them.

"What?" His Highness frowned, bent over and stretched out his hand, "All your teammates were killed?"

Jiang Jianming's consciousness was a little drifting, and he couldn't hear Garcia's words clearly, but he naturally raised his hand and held the palm in front of him, trying to use his strength to stand up.

But in the middle of the play, the eyes suddenly "buzzed" black.

It seemed that this embarrassing body was finally cut off and scrapped. In an instant, his hands and feet were completely numb. Jiang Jianming's consciousness suddenly collapsed, and his whole body lost his strength and fell limply.

"You!" Garcia's expression changed, and he subconsciously pulled Jiang Jianming's gloves off with force.

Fortunately, he had quick eyesight and quick hands, and his other arm wrapped around Jiang Jianming's waist.

The latter was light in weight, and directly crashed into the prince's arms, with his head and neck resting on His Highness's shoulder, panting lightly.

Garcia stiffened suddenly.

The remaining fire behind was still extinguished, burning the night into a red corner.With this flickering light, the shadows of the two were intertwined for a long time.

Garcia's gaze fell slowly.

He first glanced at the glove he was holding in his hand, and then threw it into the fainted young man in his arms, frowning.

This person fainted so suddenly that he... was caught off guard.

Jiang Jianming completely lost consciousness, his eyes were tightly closed, and he was breathing weakly between his mouth and nose. There were bloodstains on his pale forehead, and fine cold sweat hung on his face.

He was held by Garcia's waist, so the outer arm fell limply, and the firelight lit the porcelain-like fingertips.

Suddenly, Garcia looked at Jiang Jianming again in disbelief!

He suddenly pinched Jiang Jianming's wrist and lifted it up.

A piece of pale skin was held under the bright light, and thin blue veins could be vaguely seen.

It was a slender... remnant crystal human wrist.

"...!!" For the first time, Garcia's handsome face showed a mixture of shock and bewilderment.

He even took a light breath, and looked back uncertainly at the subspecies that had been blasted to pieces behind him.

How could it be...!?

At this moment, the person in his arms moved as if struggling.

"Ugh...cough...!" Jiang Jianming's brows suddenly showed pain, he choked twice with convulsions, and a bright red overflowed from the corner of his lips, tick-tock landed on the back of Garcia's hand.

Garcia's expression changed again, this time he was close to panic.

It really is a remnant crystal human being!?

But how could disabled humans appear on the distant interstellar battlefield? In the final analysis, isn't he an officer in the adaptation period of Yin Beidou's new army?

When will Yin Beidou be able to record and disable human beings?

Think about all the things he has done... Is this something that handicapped humans can do!?

"..."

Garcia gritted his back teeth, his eyes darkened.He grabbed the index finger of Jiang Jianming's other hand, and opened the mecha snow dove with his fingerprints.

Now is not the time to pursue it. If it is really a disabled human being, I am afraid that if you don't save it...

The next second after the folding mecha unfolded, the prince picked him up and got into the cockpit.

Perhaps because of coughing up blood, Jiang Jianming, who had just been in a coma for a while, moved his eyelids and woke up a little bit.

He struggled to open his eyes.Then he found in a daze that he was being held in Garcia's arms.

Garcia quickly looked down at him, and his voice was inexplicably tense: "Don't sleep."

Although there are countless models of mechs, their structures are similar. Garcia held Jiang Jianming steady with one hand, and groped twice in the dark with the other hand to find the treatment cabin.

Jiang Jianming couldn't figure out the situation for a while, so he hurriedly said in a hoarse voice: "Sorry... Your Highness, thank you, I'm fine."

At the same time, he tried to stand up on his own, "The third team has been evacuated... There should be no one killed in battle. I'm the queen—His Highness, Your Highness?"

Who knows that the arms around the waist are not loose but tight.

"?" Jiang Jianming didn't stand up straight at all, then fell back, and bumped into the prince's arms again in astonishment.

Garcia opened the treatment cabin with a cold face, and pushed the person in his arms into it.

The electromechanical claws and countless soft nerve threads in the treatment cabin caught this thin body, and quickly started the diagnosis and treatment procedure.

Jiang Jianming looked at His Royal Highness with vacant eyes... His brain has no strength to think now, and he only has one sentence: What did I miss when I was in a coma just now??

But he was too tired, and even this bit of confusion didn't last long before it floated away like a bubble.

The delivered oxygen fell between the mouth and nose, and the thin needle used for infusion pierced the skin.

The treatment cabin was warm and comfortable. The moment he lay down, his bones were limp, and he just wanted to close his eyes and sleep peacefully for a while.

Garcia patted Jiang Jianming's cheek lightly, and said in a low voice, "Wake up, I can't sleep."

In the darkness, the prince's magnetic voice was right next to his ears, falling softly into his heart like spring catkins, and it was still a little itchy.

Jiang Jianming was already exhausted, but when he heard Garcia's voice, he suddenly... became more sleepy.

Garcia stubbornly helped his drooping face, and said, "Don't sleep."

...What is this man doing?

Jiang Jianming has no energy to answer.Garcia yelled a few times, seeing that he didn't want to open his eyes, he seemed to have given up and didn't continue to toss.

After a while, he vaguely heard Garcia talking on the phone.

"...Xie Yuduo, you..."

Who is Your Highness talking to?

Jiang Jianming was half asleep and half awake, he forced himself to open his eyes in a daze, Xie Yuduo... that one of the highest commanders of the first fortress of the Silver Beidou, Xie Yuduo, Major General Xie Yuduo?

"...Have you ever seen a remnant crystal human being?"

"Confirmed to be a disabled human..."

"I met..."

Garcia spoke in a low voice, and quickly looked back at him, her lips were inexplicably tense.

I don't know if it's an illusion from the drowsiness, but Jiang Jianming vaguely tasted a bit...a look of bewilderment from that stern face.

"he……"

Garcia pursed his lips again, his voice tightened, "He's dying."

Jiang Jianming: "..."

Jiang Jianming: "...!?"

Bang!

"Cough, cough, cough!!!" Jiang Jianming pushed open the treatment hatch, and coughed in horror with his hands on the edge... Thanks to the sentence of His Royal Highness, he was immediately sobered up.

Now there is only one sentence in my mind: what, what is going on with someone!?

He, soon, died??

What a shocking joke, my most serious trauma was the damaged mech that was scratched and bled a little, and the amount of blood lost was not even a fraction of Bemaner's.

Even if it was because of his body, he looked a little weaker after being exhausted, and coughing up blood looked a little scary——

But what is "dying"?

Why is the tone so serious and confident!?

My little Highness, if you talk nonsense in such a serious manner, others will take it seriously——

Jiang Jianming immediately wanted to speak, and even wanted to rush over and pull Garcia's wrist phone to "clarify" the other side.

But before he could make this movement, he was pulled by a string in his mind.

He thought: No, if it is really that Major General Xie, he should recognize his face and voice.

Garcia had already looked back quickly, and Jiang Jianming quickly shook his head with earnest eyes.

— as you can see, not dying, no.

Garcia stared at him with a complicated expression, took off the headset, and raised his hand to cut off the communication.

Jiang Jianming: "..."

Someone was dying one second before, and His Highness hung up the communication the next second...

Jiang Jianming really wanted to know the psychological shadow of Major General Xie on the opposite side.

His Highness Garcia came over, stretched out his arms and took Jiang Jianming back into the treatment cabin. After hesitating for a while, he began to pat him on the back gently.

He was a little nervous, and whispered sternly: "Don't move around, lie down."

"Your Highness?" Jiang Jianming was really stunned.

He suddenly realized that the other party didn't seem to be exaggerating on purpose, nor was he joking.

It seems that Garcia is really serious and serious that... he is about to die.

why??

Jiang Jianming quickly grabbed Garcia's hand and said, "Your Highness, please calm down. I'm not seriously injured, but I'm a little...stretched."

Only then did he realize that one of his gloves was missing, and the wrist was exposed so nakedly.

Jiang Jianming's expression changed imperceptibly.

Oops, it turned out to be the wrist!

The solid crystals condensed by crystal particles in the wrist joints have almost become the most intuitive way to distinguish between new humans and disabled humans.He also wore such a pair of gloves to cover up in order to avoid unnecessary trouble.

But now... he looked up and belatedly saw Garcia clutching his black glove.

Garcia frowned: "Speak less and save your energy. Give me the communication wrist phone, you need to contact rescue."

"..."

Jiang Jianming emphasized his tone, while reaching for his gloves, "Your Highness, I am indeed fine."

Garcia frowned, and took the initiative to stuff the glove into his palm, but at the same time he emphasized his tone: "I can't stay long, and I can't take you away...give me the wrist phone."

Jiang Jianming immediately turned serious and asked, "Is there any other team that is in a bad situation?"

——Obviously, the emphasis of His Royal Highness's words is on the latter sentence "You need rescue", while Jiang Jianming's emphasis is on the first sentence "I can't stay long".

"Are you going to continue to search and rescue? Then don't delay here, I will reconcile with my teammates...I mean, I can contact rescue by myself."

Jiang Jianming stood up while talking, looked at the pitch-black mecha that Garcia drove over, and recognized the model.

A-level mecha, "M-Pojun".

It is a violent mecha that puts the output of firepower first. It is a commonly used model of the famous death squads. It is also the only A-level mecha in the empire that is not equipped with a treatment cabin.

Jiang Jianming frowned and thought to himself: How could this person use such a dangerous model.

What a mess, Yin Beidou is also, no one can take care of him in such a huge fortress?

Just as he was thinking, the prince stood up.

"..."

Garcia's brows were cold, and he remained silent for a long time.

He couldn't understand why this handicapped human being who was lying in the treatment cabin "on the verge of death" was unwilling to let himself help to contact rescue.

But... Forget it, the person in front of him is indeed full of mystery, and now is not the time to pursue it.

Garcia walked towards the Mecha Breaker.

Jiang Jianming breathed a sigh of relief, but he turned back quickly, squatted down in front of Xuejiu's energy tank, and opened it with a click.

"Your Highness?"

Jiang Jianming leaned forward to take a look, and was surprised: Garcia actually exchanged his backup energy chip for Xuejiu!

"What are you doing, you can't do this, backup energy—"

Garcia suddenly raised his eyebrows and interrupted: "——It's for emergency situations. You are."

He pursed his lips, then stubbornly pushed Jiang Jianming back into the treatment cabin, and closed the lid smoothly.

Jiang Jianming: "?"

His Royal Highness supported the hatch with all five fingers, and said coldly: "I will thoroughly investigate your problem in the future... Now, you are not allowed to come out of the treatment cabin until the rescue arrives."

The author has something to say: His Highness Garcia is cold and domineering, because he has lived in the interstellar world for a long time, he has never seen the legendary disabled human being.

Garcia: (nervous) Don't sleep.

Garcia: (panic) He's dying.

Garcia: (forced to calm down) don't know what to do... First, lock it in first.