Eventually, I was assigned to serve in the new 2205 Infantry Division. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Info is in the same unit as Private Kramer.

Don't look at himself as a soldier, he has an almost religious worship of combat heroes.

On the way to the army, he took good care of him, and I was embarrassed to mention any requests I had, for fear of causing trouble for him.

Unlike imagined, the station of the 2205th Division was even deeper underground than the hospital.

After diving more than 10 kilometers underground, the environment changes again. Under the gentle breeze, the air is no different from the outside world, and it is no longer humid.

The roads are wide, the artificial lighting is soft, the scattering rate is extremely high, and the walls of the giant tunnels are not only reinforced, but also well polished.

The whole thing feels like it's not underground, but on the outskirts of the city.

Once here, we no longer walked, but used scooters to get to the troop station.

As the ride on the ground car, the scenery of the outside world changes again.

In a vast space with no borders in sight, a huge city is located.

The distribution of tree-like buildings, artificial clouds and climate, and the light and shadow are accompanied by busy interlacing, like the transportation network of the city's blood.

There is a city here, and it is such a large city.

Seeing the sight that I hadn't seen for a long time, I couldn't close my mouth in surprise.

The scooter could no longer be used, so we switched to an overhead rail train.

Familiar life seems to be coming back.

There was a sobbing sound around him, and it turned out that Kramer couldn't help but cry.

Instead of scolding him, I patted him on the shoulder in understanding.

Because it took a lot of effort for me to hold back my crying.

The train traveled through the city. Along the city's important axes and structures, a series of floating magnetic rail batteries pass by both sides of the train, as if to remind us that war is not far away.

Awakened by the battery, I shook my head.

Putting aside the memories of the past, I realized that this place is very different from the real city.

The first is that there are fewer people. To be exact, there's no one here but us.

Although the public transportation system is very sound, and the transportation network is endless, it can be found that the public transportation system is empty, and in the transportation network, the driving vehicles are all unmanned vehicles, among which the main means of transportation in ordinary cities such as private maglev vehicles are not available here.

Cities are running at an abnormal, extremely efficient pace. No traffic jams, no demonstrations, no colorful advertisements and neon signs. Every detail here seems out of the ordinary in the sameness.

"That's great! I thought I'd never see it again......"

Kramer reveled in the view of the city.

I wanted to discuss my findings with him, but I couldn't bear to spoil him when he was so intoxicated.

Looking at this strange city, I have the illusion that I am facing a huge cemetery. Regularity and busyness cover up the lifelessness.

Inexplicable palpitations, accompanied by the coldness and thinness of my neck, I no longer want to stay here, I hope to leave as soon as possible.

When I came to the division headquarters and saw the soldiers coming and going, I was relieved.

If I stayed in a city with no one all the time, I would have to go crazy.

The headquarters of the 2205th Division was stationed at the node of the giant access road not far from the city.

Temporary fortifications were erected here, headquarters and barracks were set up. It looks like it has all the facilities, but it seems to be lacking something.

I made a closer look, and found that the soldiers here lacked the vigor of the soldiers, and in fact most of them lacked the vigor of the soldiers.

The location of the division headquarters is also incredible.

Aren't infantry divisions used to protect cities? What's the point of shrinking the station to the back of the city? Use the city to protect the troops?

The new division, as the name suggests, is a temporary patchwork unit in wartime. Perhaps it is a reorganized division in terms of numbers, and the substance of it, whether it can be compared to a brigade in peacetime, is uncertain.

Although I was mentally prepared, I was still depressed by what I saw when I actually came to the division headquarters to report.

There are gray-haired old men, and the teacher is even more pot-bellied, looking like a neighborhood bakery-like figure.

Where is this army, it is clear that the people in the nursing home put on military uniforms. No wonder they don't have the spirit, can such an army fight?

Waiting for an audience with the division commander at the command headquarters. I took the time to look at the center of the 2205th Division. On the surface, it looks like that, but the interior is empty, with only tables and chairs serving as façades.

There are no network interaction equipment, information warfare equipment, comprehensive intelligence coordination equipment, and so on, which should be permanent at the division-level headquarters, but there are more flowers and plants, fish tanks, bonsai, and other things that the old men usually pass the time on the conference table.

I remember asking the personnel officer to go to the battlefield, but I didn't say that I wanted to retire!

The blood was drenched by the cold water on my head, and I almost couldn't stand steadily, but the old staff officer hurriedly helped me to sit down and reminded me to pay attention to my body.

Here Kramer seemed very casual, and he quickly mingled with the old men, and we were separated.

After a while, the division commander came. He said that he was going to inspect the situation of the front-line troops, but I personally thought that he should be hiding somewhere to relax, or he had just woken up from a nap.

The division commander is as amiable as his appearance. He knew that I had a good record of success and treated me more attentively.

After listening to the teacher's words of encouragement, I couldn't even remember his name.

In the midst of the confusion, a staff officer who was almost 60 years old took me to the front-line unit to which I belonged.

I belong to the 2205th Division, directly under the special service company, two platoons and one squad, and serve as the squad leader.

It is said that this company is a sharp knife unit under the division, and it has a major mission in wartime.

I wanted to laugh when I listened to the introduction, what kind of sharp knife company does such a unit that is mostly composed of old men and is not even as good as a reserve?

It is already a miracle that the whole division was able to maintain without collapsing under combat pressure, and is it still going to fight others?

As expected, the headquarters did not play the role of a warning city, but was located at a traffic node extending from the access road where the division headquarters was located.

Isn't the task of the 2205th Division to defend the city? Rather, it is the control pathway?

But what combat effectiveness does such a new division have, and what important facilities can it defend?

With a mind full of questions, we came to the company headquarters.

There's a meeting going on here, a room full of people.

I was immediately taken aback by the composition of the crowd.

All the officers in their prime, with sharp eyes and calm expressions, how can they have the feeling of the twilight of the division headquarters.

Judging by the momentum emanating from the officers, these are veterans who have experienced life and death.

Those old men in the division headquarters may not be able to do a soldier here.

"I can't stand the chatter, our first-class freedom fighters are here."

The man in the seat stood up and patted me on the shoulder in a friendly way. The people behind him gave friendly glances.

It was as if the captain was standing in front of my eyes. I thought it was a dream, and rubbed my eyes, making sure that he looked completely different from the captain, but they felt very similar.

Lieutenant Damon, also known as the company commander, is a friendly Negro.

His dark skin shimmered with a healthy glow, and he was as tall and majestic as a sturdy bull.

After a simple handover, I officially reported in the Secret Service Company.

The company meeting was temporarily interrupted and replaced with a welcome meeting.

He explained to me all the things of the 2205 Division, which made me feel like I was in a daze.

The new 2205th Division is indeed a temporary patchwork unit as I have seen. The average age of the whole division is 33 years old.

Seems normal. In fact, most of the recruits are made up of men over the age of 55 or teenagers under the age of 15.

I couldn't help but be amazed to hear such a composition.

"Is there no one on Mars? It is necessary to use the elderly and children to go to the battlefield! ”

"Although we adult men are not dead, the social structure, the basis of production, especially the production of living resources, is long gone. The feeling in the army is not obvious, but the people have begun to go hungry. ”

Involving heavy topics, the atmosphere of the company turned gloomy.

The company commander turned around and introduced me to the second platoon commander. He was a thin young man with a sparkle in his eyes.

Second Lieutenant Nguyen, one of my kindred, smiled at me, feeling like he was facing a dangerous panther.

"Can you ask, 2205th Division, why does there exist a spy company like ours?"

I couldn't help it, and even though I knew it was wrong, I still asked.

"Because this is a pension army." , Ruan Platoon Commander cherishes words like gold.

I shook my head, indicating that I didn't understand.

"We're all battlefield heroes, including all of the people in the spy company you've seen. It is made up of people waiting to be honored. ”

Under the company commander's meaningful explanation, I frowned deeply.

I really don't understand, what is the point of all the decorated soldiers coming together?

Seeing the company commander's reluctance to explain more, I could only bury my doubts in my heart.

Follow Platoon Commander Ruan to the station of the second platoon.

The second platoon was responsible for guarding the city's rightmost passage to the depths of the earth, effectively equivalent to being stationed on the far left flank of the division.

At this point, I have determined that the mission of the 2205th Division is not to defend this huge city, but to protect the strategic passage behind the city to the depths of Mars.

Vaguely, I seemed to grasp something, and I couldn't say it, and it felt really bad.

When they came to my class, they were all veterans, all with a deep breath and a full body of anger.

In the face of them, I showed timidity. I'm afraid that I can't command these arrogant soldiers.

After contacting Suo, I found out that I was too worried. Everyone was very friendly to me, especially to me who came from the Volunteer Army, but I was able to make such a meritorious achievement.

There are a total of 10 people in the first class plus me, and they all have combat exploits under a question.

There is Max, who is good at sniping and wandering, and one person annihilates the entire platoon of enemies.

Calm as a mountain, Ivan who destroyed three infantry chariots in a row.

Chen Bin, who has a talent for information warfare, successfully invaded the command platform of the enemy's division headquarters, disrupted the process of releasing bombing coordinates, and delayed the bombing of a certain theater for half an hour.

Lincoln, who had a talent for guerrilla warfare and dragged a battalion of the enemy for two whole days.

The honorable machine gunner, who insisted on nailing the position for three days and three nights, repelled Fanghu Mountain, which had been attacked by the enemy countless times.

Rose, the legendary sapper miner, who used ghost mines to bomb enemy sappers who once refused to clear mines.

Excellent battlefield logistics soldier Adams, who in an hour urgently repaired five main battle tanks, helped repel a massive enemy attack.

The hero's artillery coordinator, Edlaide, who continuously directed our fire from the position, covered the enemy's assault clusters.

The tenacious signal soldier Grice, who braved the enemy's stormy firepower to seize the communication line of the front finger, played a key role in crushing the enemy's attack.

There is also the intrepid medician Karin, who was born and died with her officers and soldiers on the same line, and rescued more than 50 wounded.

"You have no conscience, don't you know me?"

When Karin was introduced, this lively and lovely girl walked straight up to me. She leaned her face so close together that the tips of our noses almost touched.

I subconsciously ducked back and flipped through the memories of the past in my mind.

Where have I seen her? The appearance was completely unaffected, but the sound was so familiar.

Karin didn't give up. She stepped forward, and I kept backing until I was knocked to the ground.

My face was flushed and I couldn't figure it out.

When everyone in the class laughed, she made a heartache gesture, "It's really sad, he really doesn't remember me, are men really so unreliable?" ”

I became more and more puzzled, her voice was so familiar, where had we met?