ooop~" The phone fell into a momentary silence, and Astrid was not in a hurry, but rather leisurely put two spoons of refined sea salt into the brown soup in the pot, and then a handful of macaroni. She ate coarsely, but she never felt it was a notable drawback. She found that she often unconsciously thought about going to those golden iron horses, after all, whether it was an encirclement or an attacking front, the ammunition supply on the airdrop list would always be more priority than medical water, and when she ate bulking nutrients for two months in a row, she would probably never be a picky eater for the rest of her life.

It wasn't until Astrid poured the soup into the bowl with the pot and the first noodle in his mouth that Paltrow replied, "Do you need me to tell you the list of packages?" ”

"Say." She glanced at the blue light that was dancing next to the kitchen phone, meaning the encrypted line was safe.

On the other end of the phone, Paltrow laboriously pulled out a yellow letter from under a stack of papers, and his eyes signaled to the liaison officer who was also his own person to hold the wind, and read carefully: "Two sets of battlefield-style emergency surgical instruments, three exoskeleton charging restraint devices, a box of graphene printing boxes, and two copies of invasive electronic jammers......

"Good." Astrid was half-done in a moment, but the blue mangs changed to flashing yellow. So she finally instructed: "Remind the club, don't go overboard." ”

and...... I'll lead the team myself. ”

Buzz, "The call is over, Major Josephine, is there anything else that can be served?" Astrid naturally understood what the operator was doing, and said gently, "No, thank you." ”

She put down her fork and walked slowly into the simplely furnished, one-bed-and-cupboard bedroom, the bedding was messy and had a gloomy atmosphere, and Astrid ignored a few discolored spots. This is my bed, she thought. Then he bent down and took out a shoebox from under the bed, and poured out a photo of a pair of shoes, and on closer inspection, those bright red and blue lines and fluffy threads all showed that this was a pair of old sneakers. She tore off the Nike logo, the upper plate fell to the ground, and she pulled out a seven-pointed star the size of a thumb cap.

"So, I know the truth." Inky blue, an eye in the angular line of convergence stared at her until the horns stopped turning. Astrid immediately set up the small seven-pointed galaxy and hung it behind the military registration card. Then tear open the bed

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Pad, she said softly as she held the gun.

"No sacrifice, no victory."

It was relatively quick to get back to the surface of Fort Benning, but Astrid still rushed back to the Mecha Martial Arts Hall before evening. After the instructor's stick education, all the students did not dare to relax even if she was not there, until the ash stick pumped everyone to the ground again, and Astrid announced slightly softly that it was considered a pass, and tomorrow, the holiday.

"Take some ibuprofen, get some electrolytes, and you'll be running another ten kilometers tomorrow morning." Astrid half-knelt to check the ankle of a pigtailed female student, indicating that the sprain was not serious.

"May you take me for the ten kilometers tomorrow, instructor." The female student half-jokingly fled with a limp in Astrid's serious expression.

"Actually, I can." Astrid changed into her old sneakers and quietly put on the laces, so several silver-armored soldiers appeared in the shadows one after another, and the first one took off his helmet, it was the silver-haired Major Conway, who was born with a touch of silver hair on his forehead, and said a little cynically: "It looks like you haven't changed much." ”

Astrid smiled "hehe", took out the special shadowless tights from the armory box that came out of thin air, put them on without any condensation, and before the mask covered her face, she said, "It's not your turn to change." ”

Conway's cheap smile froze on his face, but at this moment, it was time to be angry, so he had to say in a deep voice: "I have arranged for someone to participate in the club dance party in your place, it's time to go and talk about it." ”

"Then I want you to shut up." Astrid quickly set up the parameter correction. "The light imitates 100%, the refractive force field is 100%, and it is allowed to hide." Then the moon rises in the middle of the sky, the shadows slant away, and the people are gone.

"ooop~" There was a momentary silence on the other side of the phone, and Astrid was not in a hurry, but rather leisurely put two spoons of refined sea salt and a handful of macaroni into the brown soup in the pot. She ate coarsely, but she never felt it was a notable drawback. She found herself often unconsciously thinking about going to those Jin Ge Iron Horses, after all, whether it was an encirclement or an attacking front, the ammunition supply on the airdrop list would always be more priority than medical water, and she had eaten two in a row

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months of bulking nutrients, probably no longer picky eaters for the rest of your life.

It wasn't until Astrid poured the soup into the bowl with the pot and the first noodle in his mouth that Paltrow replied, "Do you need me to tell you the list of packages?" ”

"Say." She glanced at the blue light that was dancing next to the kitchen phone, meaning the encrypted line was safe.

On the other end of the phone, Paltrow laboriously pulled out a yellow letter from under a stack of papers, and his eyes signaled to the liaison officer who was also his own person to hold the wind, and read carefully: "Two sets of battlefield-style emergency surgical instruments, three exoskeleton charging restraint devices, a box of graphene printing boxes, and two copies of invasive electronic jammers......

"Good." Astrid was half-done in a moment, but the blue mangs changed to flashing yellow. So she finally instructed: "Remind the club, don't go overboard." ”

and...... I'll lead the team myself. ”

Buzz, "The call is over, Major Josephine, is there anything else that can be served?" Astrid naturally understood what the operator was doing, and said gently, "No, thank you." ”

She put down her fork and walked slowly into the simplely furnished, one-bed-and-cupboard bedroom, the bedding was messy and had a gloomy atmosphere, and Astrid ignored a few discolored spots. This is my bed, she thought. Then he bent down and took out a shoebox from under the bed, and poured out a photo of a pair of shoes, and on closer inspection, those bright red and blue lines and fluffy threads all showed that this was a pair of old sneakers. She tore off the Nike logo, the upper plate fell to the ground, and she pulled out a seven-pointed star the size of a thumb cap.

"So, I know the truth." Inky blue, an eye in the angular line of convergence stared at her until the horns stopped turning. Astrid immediately set up the small seven-pointed galaxy and hung it behind the military registration card. Then she tore open the mattress and whispered as she held the gun.

"No sacrifice, no victory."

It was relatively quick to get back to the surface of Fort Benning, but Astrid still rushed back to the Mecha Martial Arts Hall before evening. After the instructor's stick education, all the students did not dare to relax even if she was not there, until the ash stick pumped everyone to the ground again, and Astrid announced slightly softly that it was considered a pass, and tomorrow, the holiday.

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