I watched the broken mech-tank phalanx in place for a while, and no one paid any attention to me.

I looked closely at the deep and shallow craters on their bodies, and couldn't help but wonder how I would repair this monster if it was stopped on the battlefield because of a bullet, and I found that the way the mecha tank was damaged was far more complicated than in the textbooks.

With the fear of the front line, I went to the cafeteria, where there were many veterans who had just come down from the front line, they were from another company, and many of them had survived from those unformed mecha tanks just now.

Their discipline was far less stringent than ours, and we recruits sat neatly in the cafeteria and were not allowed to speak loudly.

And they are staggering, eating and smoking in groups. I even got a hint of alcohol, knowing that it was strictly forbidden to drink alcohol in the army.

And my one-eyed way of walking was very conspicuous, and I became an outlier in this group. They quickly found out that I was a new recruit. One of them rudely shouted, "Look, everyone! There's a recruit here! ”

Then they made loud jokes at me. I didn't dare to argue with these veterans, because each of them looked unscrupulous, and looked at everyone like a dead man in their eyes. I hurriedly took my meal and hurried out.

I quickly finished my lunch outside, and the lunch box can also be eaten together, and these coarse grain grinding lunch boxes are good for the stomach.

But it's really cold outside, it's estimated to be below zero, and winter on Mars comes very early.

I continued to walk aimlessly around the barracks, looking around to satisfy my curiosity. In addition to the mecha tank phalanx just now, there are two warehouses in the distance.

I saw someone counting the guns and rifles inside, which were much less damaged than mech tanks, and were broken in their own hands due to mechanical failures, not by enemy hits.

It was also closer to my job to fix these things, so I took a closer look and chatted with a few soldiers in the neighborhood.

These are also a few veterans, but they are much kinder than the veterans in the cafeteria, and they carefully tell me all kinds of things that can only be heard on the front line of the battlefield.

This short experience at the Duffy base has given me a more intuitive understanding of the front line, and it seems that war is not as simple as a captain running a target. Every veteran at Duffy's base showed that he didn't care about anything, even discipline.

So in the following week, I was more strict with myself, I no longer had the mentality of being lazy, but worked hard to complete every training task assigned to us by the instructor.

Others may have been infected by me, the whole team is actively improving and strengthening themselves, although every day is tired and can't open their eyes, but our body and will are being sharpened in this infinite overdraft more and more tenacious. Although it was only later that I realized what a real infinite overdraft is.

After the beginning of winter, the temperature has reached minus 20 degrees, and what is worse is that it has rained acid, but the devil-like instructor Feng Qiu still did not stop any training, and even added the subject of combat training in the mud.

We wore heavy combat suits, simulated confrontations in the mud, and practiced emergency repairs to those broken down mech tanks. Or even a partnership to pull the big guys out of the mud pit.

These subjects seem to me to be excessive, I really can't imagine it. How hard do we have to go to use such primitive methods?

In the afternoon, the acid rain was still falling, and the temperature was still damn minus 25 degrees, so we gathered as a team in the morning.

But then we received an order to go to the warehouse to assemble, we have long been numb to the various orders, and going to the warehouse is likely to do some moving tasks, which is probably another tiring thing.

However, when I got there, I found that the other platoons were receiving their things, and their hands were full. I can't help but wonder what these things are for, do you want to practice in the wild?

I patiently lined up, and then I received 10 packets of compressed paste, which were the staple food of 10 meals, and 4 high-energy bars. The most expensive thing is ten concentrated capsules, which you won't get tired of eating one for a day, and there are even two packs of cigarettes at the end.

These are just food, we also received radiation protection modules, explosion-proof modules, which can be mounted on our combat suits, as well as biological thermal underwear and emergency medical kits, and most importantly, we received laser guns that are completely our own.

The acid rain was still falling, and after we had received our supplies, we came to the square and lined up, and a captain officer was waiting for us.

He looked a little different from our recruit instructor, with the same dead look on his face as ours, obviously just coming down from the front, and when we were all together, he explained his intentions.

"The first mission of your company has come down, we will go to Kuixing with the 177th Division to support the battle of the Third Army Group of the Army, we have just sent supplies for two weeks, now give you 30 minutes to sort out your equipment, and then come and assemble and set off immediately."

We were finally going to the front, and there was a look of nervousness on everyone's faces, some out of anxiety, some out of excitement.

We hurried back to the dormitory, packed our bags, and seized the last chance to send a video message to our family.

After entering the war zone on the front line, it will be in a state of communication blocking for a long time, and the message here can become a suicide note.

My good brother, Roy, who has been with me from the moon base to the Martian base, seems to be more excited right now.

He said to me, "Ishid, we are finally going to the front, and when the time comes, I will kill twenty Roshas, and maybe I will be able to be an officer." ”

"You can still be an officer like you. When you become an officer, I guess I will become a marshal. "I was joking with him.

The Galaxy Defense Force has a very good policy, and every comrade-in-arms that a recruit knows from the first day of enlistment will not be easily transferred.

It made our team cohesive, and Roy's excitement affected me and eased my deep-seated fears in this situation.

After we assembled, the captain was to give us a lecture on the background of the combat mission, which was kept secret outside the army, and what the common people heard was mostly news of victory.

In their eyes, we have invaded the Rosha system, among the three habitable planets of Rosha, Kuixing has been firmly occupied by us, Di Xing is already within the range of our interstellar missile, and the main star Rosha is under strategic encirclement. But the captain is clearly not so optimistic:

"With the strategic offensive against Dixing, the main star Rosha, turned into a strategic defense, our battle line has retreated to the periphery of the Rosha system.

Kuixing is our largest supply transit base in Rosha, and it has been under siege for a year now, and if we lose Kuixing as a strategic support point, it will be difficult for us to launch a large-scale offensive next year.

The 60 million troops of the Third Army Group have lost two-thirds of them in Kuixing, and the First and Second Army Groups have just completed their retreat and have no spare strength to rescue, so the headquarters temporarily reorganized 300 divisions into the Kuixing Guard Battle, and your new recruits were incorporated into the 177th Division, and the 3rd Regiment is directly under the logistics maintenance company. You will be in charge of the logistical supply and technical support of the 3rd Regiment, and now the command orders you to go immediately, you will join your troops at the Pluto departure base, and then cross the stargate and go to the front.

Okay, let's get ready to go, the galaxy will win! ”