In the Personnel Management Office, several soldiers were talking, and the non-commissioned officers of the Personnel Department came over and called them one by one---- "Mira Mayne!" Spruitt Enji! Dequeue! ”

"Here!"

The two people who were called stood in the queue. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"You're in his charge now, this is the Recon Team Leader, Captain Barrett."

The personnel non-commissioned officer said, handed a document to Barrett, watched Barrett press his handprint, and turned to leave.

"Captain? , right? Why, why is the rank of captain a small squad leader? ”

The guy standing on the left is a hairy boy, babbling, obviously at this time, he still dares to complain, with long brown curly hair, a few freckles on his obviously immature face, and the uniform on his body is also loose.

Barrett stood in front of him, stared at him for a while, and said, "Stand up!" ”

The frightened recruits snorted. Hurriedly stood up straight.

"Private Spruitt Enji? It seems that you have a question about my rank, don't you? ”

"No, don't dare! Sir! Several soldiers next to him laughed.

Barrett swept his eyes and quickly collected his expression.

"Lieutenant Mira Mayne? You're not from the Army? ”

Barrett looked at the soldier next to him, a very beautiful woman, with some oriental blood, and blue eyes. Her short black hair was neatly pressed into a soldier's hat, rather than a flat shaved head like a typical female soldier.

Lieutenant? Spruitt was startled, he had been molesting people for a long time just now, and he thought he was a rookie like him.

"Yes, sir, I was the ship's physician on the cruiser Marlor." Mira replied, after a pause, and continued: "The Malor has sunk...... I was rescued by the cruiser Motordie and sent here. ”

"............" Barrett frowned, Navy? Or is it a ship-accompanying doctor? Why don't you arrange to go to the infirmary, we're a reconnaissance team, isn't that adding to the chaos? Later, let's find Madur to return it.

Thinking of this, he said to Mira: "Mechanic? Thunder Fleet. You're in luck. ”

Mira, who obviously felt that Barrett's luck was good and had other meanings, was stunned for a moment, but she didn't understand what was wrong.

"Alright, you two come with me." With that, turn and leave.

The two hurriedly followed with their luggage.

In the dormitory, Barrett handed the two recruits to Abba Abba, who had been waiting there for a while, and Abba Abaru, who was from the same Ante New District as Moore.

The skin is also wheat-colored, bald, and the body size is among the natives, which can be regarded as a shot, but in the previous battle, the left arm was completely interrupted by the nail stab gun (a kinetic weapon that fires large nail spikes, and in the current battle, light firearms can't even penetrate ordinary micro-power armor, so this kind of thing was invented), and there is no way to recover, so a metal mechanical arm can only be installed.

"The information of the two of them has been synchronized, right? You look at it, I'll go find Madur. Barrett said.

"Understood."

Then Abba looked at the two of them, pointed to the two innermost cabinets, and said to the two: "This is the locker for the two of you, swipe it with a dog tag to do an identity verification." Oh, by the way, we're pretty basic, we don't have beds, just rest pods, you know? ”

Abba glanced at Barrett, who had already run away, and shook his head.

"My name is Abba Abalu, you can call me Abba or Iron Hand." After speaking, the manipulator made a chirping sound, clenched its fist and opened it again.

In the captain's private lounge, Barrett sat and stared at Madur opposite, but did not speak.

Until he stared at Madur's hair, coughed, and spoke first: "What's wrong?" Dissatisfied? Can't you be so pretty? ”

"! You know what I'm doing, and you send me a little mom in? Am I a babysitter? ”

Barrett raised his eyebrows, folded his hands, and leaned back in his chair.

"I'm not in a rut, your personnel are replaced so quickly, where can I find a replacement? Besides, people are professional doctors, which can be compared to those recruits? ”

Madur smiled bitterly, avoided Barrett's gaze, took a sip of rum, and said, "Anyway, if you put on the micro-power armor, it won't be bad." Why don't I give you another class? Medics: I don't have any. Do you want to let McQueen get on? ”

"............ "Big Sister McQueen is in her fifties, isn't that?"

Barrett thought about it, and there was nothing to do, so he could only say: "When the next batch of reinforcements comes, you must find me a reliable one, do you know the guts, I haven't seen blood, it will definitely be piled up by then, this is a terrible thing." You officials. ”

With that, he stood up, snatched the wine glass and dried it, turned around and left.

No way, since the goods can't be returned, you can only find a way, physical fitness, now, is not too big a problem, due to the astonishing high war losses in recent years, it is not a few years ago, only strictly trained soldiers can participate in the war.

Micro-powered armor can increase people's strength, speed, masking, agility, and even provide a certain early warning ability.

Fortunately, it's just a medic, and this class is relatively low-risk, so it can still be used. I'm just afraid that my mental quality is not good, and when the time comes, I will really collapse on the battlefield, and it is not as simple as killing myself.

As the captain, Barrett naturally has to think about the whole squad.

When I arrived at the equipment depot, I checked the information of the recruits, and one of them basically did not participate in major battles, but the evaluation was not bad, and the other had been serving in the navy. It's not good.

Received a set of G11 light power armor and a set of G9 non-commissioned officer soft armor. Two hybrid rifles.

That's it. Weight is the point, survival is real.

In the dormitory, Moore was teaching the two recruits basic "common sense", which was nothing more than the specific tasks of each class, the operational requirements of the reconnaissance troops, etc., but the most important thing was the 6-second rule.

The 6-second rule is a life-saving weapon for encountering a Nala Spike or a Sniper, and any Scout must keep it in mind.

This is due to the Nala Sharpshoot's unique magical interference (similar to total invisibility) ability, which has a 6-second interval.

Therefore, whether it is fleeing or charging, the 6-second rule must be followed, that is, the maximum 6 seconds to evade.

Because of this rule, it was the Frost Scouts who were able to barely fight Nora's spearheads.

The two people who received the equipment were curious to debug the armor on their bodies, this kind of armor, the navy does not use, because on the battleship, once it is sunk, what armor can be useful?

Compared to the security forces of the battleship, there is a full-coverage power armor, which can only be used by modified melee soldiers. The gravity on land is too high for ordinary people to run.

"Okay, just after the freshness is over, go to the bar for a welcome party, come back to rest, and have a mission in the evening."

Barrett glanced at Spruit, who was like a curious baby and Moore asked this and that, this kid, but he was self-acquainted, and after a while, he was like no one.

However, Mira was still a little reserved. Forget it, take your time.