So...... Luxon, looks like you're having a spring dream? The sirens echoed, more direct than the rubber sticks in the boot camp, but there were one thing that was not quite the same, one was forced, the other was voluntary.

Voluntarily and with the corners of the mouth raised.

Luxon immediately turned around and "phew" back, a mouthful of Sensen's white teeth were as cold as a deformed black pupil, and said disdainfully: "Yes, slippery head, I'm fighting with your sister to a critical juncture, oh, brother......" He pulled up the dark green army-colored T-shirt, and the black chest hair on the chest like a steel forged chest was all in Peugeot, this old guy is definitely a real man who has stood on the ground. squeezed his eyes, and finally made up for it: "Her skills are so good." ”

"you, boss." Immediately, an old fist came over, and Laxon rolled up a pack of T-shirts in his hand, but the one who spoke disrespectfully first came over, and no matter how the man struggled, he couldn't shake Laxon for a point, and forcibly strangled the soldier who was a head taller than him. "Chicken, you should go to the Marine Corps with such a decaying appearance, maybe you need to be responsible for picking up battery waste, right? Roy? ”

"Lose, lose!" Hearing the pleading, Laxon let go, and with a "snap", the T-shirt spun into strips of cloth exploded with a slam, not a trace of wrinkles, and spread out on the bed. I took the spray canister in the storage box on the inside of the bed, "snorted" and sprayed out some oily yellow decompression cream, rubbed it on the back of my shoulder, shook my arm vigorously, and hit the ground with a "pop" sound.

"Attention! After two quarters of an hour of the Juno standard, the B65 area is treated under constant pressure, and all non-combat units are not allowed to move without authorization! No matter how noisy the broadcast was, Luxon unhurriedly melted the ointment in his palm and then applied it evenly. The sometimes dark primary colors reflected outside the portholes interlaced the deeper metallic halo of the battleship's outer armor, all of which melted into the eyes of this hell paratroopers.

Laxon picked up the dog tag on the table and hung it up, just as a Lagrange-class destroyer deflected off course, and the azure tail flame quickly drowned out the silhouette, but it was mixed with the perigee distant daylight, the broadside starlight, and the cold and hard sheen of the rumbling ground support guns. "First land......" he said softly.

“First hell.” Roy, who was shirtless and was pressing his hips and pinching his bones, patted him, jumped lightly, brushed the ground upright, and didn't say much, hammered over Laxon's left chest, even if he suffered a loss just now, his comrades-in-arms in the neighbor's shop who were beaten every day still begged for a bargain: "Black beauty, it's time to pick up customers." ”

"Yes." Laxon walked to the full-hood porthole, hooked shoulders with each other, whistled, and sang war songs in an endless stream of paratroopers passing by. Outside of a few millimeters of high-energy aluminum alloy, there is a deadly oxygen-free environment, ultra-fine meteorites, gamma rays, and engine exhaust heat...... Any one can be slaughtered, and in the end, it is a human composed of proteins and inorganic substances. However, there are those who will continue to be as fearless as ever in their bones, despising everything that makes the ordinary and ordinary.

"it, it's over." Luxon picked his teeth and turned to leave the blazing cloud behind.

The reckless men walked along the corridor through the keel area, where the strongest defenses of the entire battleship belonged, and the damage control personnel crammed with wrenches and welding guns raised their welding masks, and all of them hung their heads and touched their chests in salute. To tell the truth, even if it was a rat staying on the vanguard fleet, it would be more unruly than the general of the rearguard!

"Good afternoon, ladies, do you want hard goods?" Roy shrugged his middle finger at the technicians, and then gave Laxon an elbow in naked contempt, grabbed the back of the carthing's neck, and said, "Everyone is watching, you pig settle down a little before the reinforcements in the squad come, or I will."

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Kicks you back to Ceres. ”

"Yo, boss, you can't fire me because of those rookies!" The crowded and boiling cafeteria in the advent area was instantly cleaned, and each paratrooper had a fixed table. Roy yelled and got up, grabbed two plates, and sat down in front of Laxon in an instant full of food.

"Boss, if no one comes this time, we will be divided into other groups, and our honorary title will be kept!" The paratroopers were naturally strong and tall like ape-men. Roy shuttled back and forth, ribeye steaks, pork chops, sausages, chunks of cheese and cheese creeping straight to the edge of the table, until a whole three-legged scythe head made Luxon's cereal bowl tremble, and he stopped it.

Luxon let out a low roar, tore through a palm-sized steak, chewed a few times and sent it to his throat, grabbed a glass of special paratrooper liquor filled with pepper and pressed down his stomach, let out a long breath, and glanced at the bare-chested paratroopers at the table next to him, the only difference was that there were four people on one side and two people on the other.

Just this staring came to the matter, the waist circumference of the side table was as big as a giant man of a half Luxon slowly put down the pig's leg, the oil-stained military boots stepped on the stool, supported the knee with one hand, and the index finger slightly bent and knocked on the table urn and said angrily: "Brother, you have a lot of space here, uh-huh......" The giant man showed a smile that was more ugly than crying. "Mind if I sit down, buddy?"

"You can't sit here." Luxon replied that he had caught a glimpse of the rare occurrence of a two-person table in the cafeteria like him and Roy, but in the blink of an eye, some fixed tables had been vacated, and it was clear that the paratroopers who followed tradition had completed the "reorganization" on their own.

The giant man's smile froze on his face, and he slowly clenched his fist with one hand, and his tone remained unchanged: "I don't see anyone reserved." ”

"I said, you can't, sit here." "Ding~" The stainless steel fork poked into the bottom of the meat chop and stabbed straight at the bottom of the plate, Laxon stared at the giant man's eyes, and the remaining four people at the giant man's table turned their heads in unison, their eyes were not good.

The giant man's head tilted, and a foul breath poured on Luxon's face like a rubber water pipe, and the big red nose with a rough sepiolite color flashed to the heart. "Yo, brother, you know the rules, we are the 'Olive Leaf' class group, you and your brother, together, we can add a pair of swords, think about it, we can go to the 'First Emperor' battleship in the annual competition! Do you want to be on this broken ship for the rest of your life? ”

Luxon scoffed, picked up his fork, and didn't even bother to look at each other again. Roy, who had drained a bottle of dark beer, stood up with his waist on his back, and the chubby little round face was naturally flattering and annoying. "Listen, my boss doesn't plan to accept people, let alone merge, where better you young ladies should look."

Roy pointed in the direction of the Blues uniforms who had run out without the paratroopers rushing out, and pulled at the door frame and waited obsessively. Since two months ago, a paratrooper group recruited a lucky ghost from the auxiliary team who was lucky enough to survive for a minute and did not die, and rumors have been circulating that as long as you wait for the paratrooper to eat, you will have a chance to come in.

"Really? I don't care if the 'werewolf' has an extra egg, the brothers can see that no matter how many new people are added to your group, there will always be the two of you left, I'm not interested in bothering with any nonsense, I want you two to be in my care! Directly under the division department! The giant man's big slap supported the fixed table, and the spit flew stars.

"Or else? Are you ladies going to shake your ass and beg for insertion? Roy tilted his head, made a revolvol, and laughed: "You young lady is really funny, but no matter how much you pay, you young lady just can't land first, break through first, and retreat last." You young ladies can only lick the soles of your shoes for me and the boss. Roy's barrel index finger was horizontal, and the middle finger of the handguard was upright and hooked

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Pieces of meat strips are tossed and eaten.

"We 'werewolves' are always werewolves, and wolves never mix with dogs."

The giant laughed dryly, stood up straight and rubbed his fist the size of a baby's head. "The two were dizzy, thinking it was a green onion dog soldier." The other three similarly silently surrounded Laxon and Roy. Seeing that a group fight was about to start, the paratroopers who were extremely sensitive to this matter did not persuade them to rejoice, and as soon as they blew their whistles, they made room for a piece of land and were happy to have some catering performances.

"Sit down, Roy." Luxon stopped Roy, who hissed in his nostrils, and a steel fork deformed in his hand.

Luxon took a sip of wine, he was indeed an out-and-out man, but in the paratroopers of hell without a normal person, he was inconspicuous. "I don't want to delay my meal, but I'll say......" he said, weighing the bottle.

"You bitches who don't fuck anymore and scold Lao Tzu for a dog soldier, I swear to twist your ass over and beat it like a rattle."

"Little ......"

"Bang!"

Laxon poured the paratrooper liquor again, "snorted" comfortably, put it back on the table, and spread out the fingers of his left hand one by one, as if a stupid cock that smashed into the wall was naturally carved somewhere, and the whole wooden wall was "rustling" with crumbs, and the black fierce man who had just squeaked was now stunned and speechless.

"Do you young lady have anything to add?"

"!" The giant man roared violently and shouted, "Lao Tzu doesn't believe it! A few brothers fight! ”

Before the fist fell, another voice that shook the ceiling suddenly made the erected wine bottle and the pierced finger tiger honestly bow their heads. However, there was no one in sight, and there was a "buzzing" electronic sound on the radio. It was another part of the battleship, and the owner of the voice adjusted the radio waves as if they were broken, and scolded: "Laxon! Hanks! Two chicks give Lao Tzu a hundred push-ups! Other! A quarter of an hour all the hell to roll on the HAC! ”

The radio "beeped" off, and a cowardly female voice jumped out, apparently half-frightened next to Captain Willy Lepanto, a paratrooper soldier. Broadcast report: "Note...... Concentrate...... Note! After a Juno standard clock! All...... All paratroopers, assemble the drop zone and stand by! ”

"Lucky for your young lady." Roy threw away the completely deformed steel fork and followed Laxon as he fell to the ground with a muffled sound and began to do push-ups at great speed. And the giant Hanks didn't talk nonsense on his side, and he started very honestly.

Stepping into the 26th century, ships are still ships, and Mahan's sea control is still the sea power, the only difference is that the natural highway paved by God has "slightly" increased a little breadth, from Juno's home planet to the Tectus Nebula, the light-year scale is galloping in the sea, the line of giant ships is still there, the old man is in the bush, and the new life is forever!

"The temperature of the centrifugal connection ring shaft is stable, the power take-off rate is increased to 40%, the second orbit correction is carried out, the countdown is five seconds, the fifth, fourth, the main armor broadside auxiliary thruster is activated, and the third, second, ignition ...... 1. Let's go! ”

The suspended command room was filled with the astringent smell of black coffee and Ritalin, and the blue-clothed technicians were engrossed in staring at the battleship scale model on the holographic screen, clasping their hands together, and quickly finding the divided parts in the projection map, two fingers lightly holding a corner door vortex jet gyroscope, and gradually balancing the three axes. The girl with the ponytail was so involved that the captain didn't even know it when she passed by.

"Captain Yu Qiao!" The first mate stomped his foot with his back hand, giving up the command platform to the thin and sharp old man.

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