One day later, still in the base compound, while I was waiting for the vehicle, a large combat robot BFR with the ID "Mars Huixue" and driving a two-seater car came to me and offered to carry me.

Although, since that day I sat in the BFR of Mars Star Pilot, and experienced how dizzy it was to sit in the operation compartment above the head of the large combat robot of the VS country, I no longer have a strong interest in being a BFR gunner.

However, although I was invited to join the Legion, I was not in the Legion's voice platform for cooperation, so there were no veterans to lead me, so it was difficult for me to seize the opportunity to be a gunner.

So, despite no longer worshipping BFR, I was invited to get into the large combat robot gun emplacements of Mars Huixue.

But I never expected that this night, I returned to the snow with the driver Mars, and cooperated well for a while. And for me, it's like Pangu opening the world, and for the first time since entering the interstellar world, I have a record of killing enemies.

The battle line is very close to our base, and when you get out of the base, you have to fire artillery as you go, and after a while, the BFR will be half-crippled, and Mars will often turn back to the base to repair the large combat robots, and also replenish and fill the shells by the way.

Mars pays great attention to human and machine safety, basically as long as the BFR mecha is a little damaged, it will start to retreat, we will retreat to our base while fighting, repair the robot, regain strength, and then go out to fight.

But later, when we finally died on the battlefield together, I came back to life and lost contact with Mars.

Members of a squadron who are not part of a squadron are invisible to each other on the radar display and the interstellar map, and I have no way of knowing where she is, as I don't know how to type in cipher at the time.

Because it was the first time to play an online game, I didn't know that there was a typing function called "/tell", which could type out a shout that was visible only to both sides of the conversation, showing blue fonts, and no matter how far away the two people in the conversation were, or whether they were in a formation, they could type what they wanted to say to each other through private privacy.

I stood anxiously in the base compound, which had no large robots and suddenly seemed empty, and shouted in white letters.

"Mars returns to the snow, where are you?"

I repeated the call over and over again, and ironically, I used the most narrow-coverage local shouting mode.

Shouts displayed in white font are centered on the typist, and can only be transmitted in a small area, so that people in this area can see it, regardless of friend or foe.

Again, I didn't know at the time that there was a global broadcast pattern that displayed red fonts, and if you typed and shouted, it would be visible to everyone on the planet, friend or foe.

Mars returned to the snow, never showed up again, didn't come to take me out on the BFR again, and her non-saying goodbye made me feel lost.

Just on the BFR, I experienced the thrill of fighting bravely for the first time, and then inexplicably lost the only comrade who cooperated with the battle, I was difficult to pull out of the sudden sense of loss for a while, so I threw myself in a stairwell on the base wall, in order to avoid being hit by a stray bullet, although I was depressed, but the primitive instinct to survive, is still online.

I didn't move, the game character hung up in the stairwell, listening to the sound of artillery fire in the headphones, sulking for a long time.

If I could have known at the time, in fact, that it was the mischievous Mars interstellar who was on his so-called wife's game character "Mars Returns to the Snow" at that time, then the "new hatred and old hatred" that I was suddenly "abandoned" by him without saying goodbye to him for two inexplicable reasons, together might have made me half angry.