It's a plane again.

Fat people now have a psychological phobia about flying on transport planes.

Two days ago, I took a transport plane, but I was fired indiscriminately by anti-aircraft guns on the way, and I had to parachute to escape.

If you sit down again today, you won't be beaten again, will you?

The fat man was very worried, and from time to time he put his face against the window and looked out vigorously. Keep your eyes on the engine. Last time, the engine was blown out......

The fat man slapped his head with hindsight.

It's really confusing in the brain!

Last time it was a transport plane, this time it was a transport ship.

It's also a means of transport for living or dead things, but they're bigger.

Ever heard of a transport plane that can travel through the atmosphere? Didn't you? Flying 40,000 kilometers is the limit.

What a good convoy! It can fly around in the vacuum of space. It can reach up to the seventh cosmic velocity, sixteen times faster than the speed of sound.

This thing is quite safe to sit on, so you don't have to worry about being hit by anti-aircraft guns.

Hey giggling there......

Actually, the fat man is not stupid or stupid, he can't tell the difference between a transport plane and a transport ship?

He was bored. So in the cranky thinking, entertaining yourself.

Because this time is different from last time. The last time he took the transport plane, there were more than a hundred men in the cabin to accompany him. And today, there is only one of his old brothers in the huge cabin.

Shake it alone, and flutter as much as you want.

I walked back and forth for a long time, looking here and there, touching there, bored and had nothing to do.

I stomped on the floor a few times, and staggered back and forth, the gravity system is really amazing, it can stick people to the ground hard, and I can't float up, hehe, alas...... He sat back in his seat with his face in his hands. The fat man's face was tangled and almost turned into a bun.

He couldn't figure it out. Why did the above suddenly change units for him?

And all at once it went so far, Burton Star. This spans almost half of the star field.

He hadn't heard of that planet before. Before leaving this time, I deliberately looked for information to check.

To say, that planet is not bad, the resources are not bad, and the environment is not bad. It's also a resort where you can go for a stroll.

But that was before, and it's hard to say now, because the location of that planet is just stuck in the middle of the two star fields. It is an extremely important strategic buffer zone. Whether it is an Imperial Army or an Alliance Army, if you want to cross another star field, Burton Star is a must pass through, and it is also a place where soldiers must fight.

Although it is currently in the hands of the Alliance Army, this piece of meat is too fragrant and tempting to ensure that no one cares about it.

Leave him there, and live in fear every day. I am afraid that when I get up the next morning, the city has already changed the king's flag.

But military orders are hard to disobey. If he wants to go, he has to go, there is no need to negotiate. Unless as a deserter.

Second Lieutenant Tang couldn't figure it out. If you want to say the credit, it has just been established, and the heat has not passed. can be said to fly him away.

He also heard that there were a total of 3,000 recruits in this batch, and there were more than 2,800 of them who had died and who were currently missing. Everyone reported to the designated unit on time and on time. He's special. Kicked away.

The reason? The reason? No one told him, let alone explained it to him. He was not angry when he thought of the expressionless and smelly face of the messenger.

seems to be afraid that if you stay with him for a long time, you will get bad luck. It's called a neat one. It's like a wolfdog chasing him behind his ass.

You're in a hurry, but you're running, pretending to be reserved. I'm not a race walker, what's the twist on my butt? How disgusting is it for a big man to twist his waist and shake his hips.

A piece of paper, the future is confused, the light is probably gone, and the darkness is a big patch.

Long journeys, loneliness is terrible. In the process of suffering, cranky thinking is even more terrifying.

It seems that there is always an invisible devil dangling and shaking, and the tempting mind actually wants to think in a dark direction.

The gentleman is cautious and does not deceive the dark room.

Gentlemen are afraid of loneliness, afraid of not being able to control themselves. After all, the dark side of human nature is stronger than the sunny side. When alone, the dark side will often dominate and be difficult to hold.

He is a fat man, and he can only be fat when he has a wide heart. is a bright person, although he is not a gentleman, but he is definitely not classified into the circle of villains.

Always think about the good side and do it.

But in a lonely and lonely environment, he couldn't control the direction of his thoughts.

If it goes on like this, he'll go crazy.

Knock on the cockpit door without hesitation. knocked very loudly, and kept screaming, "Uncle, come out and talk to me, it's too quiet, I can't stand it." ”

Click, the automatic door of the cockpit opened, and the uncle with the cigarette in his mouth stood in the doorway with his hat crooked, revealing a face with a thick beard and his sleeves rolled up.

The fat man was dumbfounded, and looked at this vicissitudes of life uncle who was a bit of a bastard. You're out of the driver's seat, so who's driving the boat?

He just wanted to find an excuse to vent casually, and he didn't expect the door to open. In fact, the door between the cockpit and the cabin cannot be opened casually.

One is that there are regulations in this regard, and the other is to ensure the safety of the driver and even navigation.

"Fatty, what kind of eyes are you? Don't know about autonomous driving? ”

Oh yes, and the autopilot system. The fat man breathed a sigh of relief, he had just forgotten about the stubble, and he was almost frightened.

"What, can't you stand it? Why don't we two do it all the time? ”

The whole thing is to get some wine to drink. Can...... Does it count as drunk driving?

Forget it, it doesn't matter, it's a long time, and it's all the hour.

The uncle has been in the army for more than 20 years and is still a sergeant. According to his words, being a soldier is to change the way of life, as long as you can do what you like. Officials and military ranks are all floating clouds. Like money, life does not bring death. You don't take it seriously, it's more rubbish than garbage.

Human life and time are precious, and they are not worth wasting on things that are illusory.

Grasp the current road and savor the scenery along the way. That's the real way to live.

From this point alone, the fat man admires that the uncle is not a layman, and the realm is too high. It's so tall that people look up!

Set the azimuth coordinates, and the transport ship will be automated.

The two of them were drinking in the empty cabin.

Good wine, uncle's collection. It's just that the appetizer is almost meaningless. It's all unpalatable compressed biscuits, nutritious bread, and the like. A few small pickles have become treasures. Take a sip of wine, smack and touch the pickle gnocchi, the more you taste, the more beautiful the taste.

Uncle is not the kind of talkative person, but every sentence is very weighty, and it is worth savoring and pondering.

Talking to my uncle is like confronting a philosopher who is hidden in the city. His philosophy is not a philosophy in books, not a social philosophy, but a philosophy of life. There is elegance in the vulgar.

Along the way after that, the fat man was taught. I learned a lot from my uncle, and I also saw and understood a lot of things.

For example, the inexplicable order on his body.

It was late afternoon when the transport landed on Burton, and the sun was setting.

The fiery clouds on the horizon are beautiful and enchanting, and the afterglow shines brightly, and the sunset spreads all over the earth.

Stepping out of the cabin, the fat man's face was illuminated by the afterglow of the setting sun. He seemed to feel a leisurely aura.

Is it the pre-war tranquility? Or is it the last peace before the big outbreak?

But no matter what it would become in a day or a second, or in an instant, at least in front of him, in this moment, he felt very comfortable. No more exclusion here.

Two "Soyuz-23" anti-joint individual armor and an infantry motor vehicle came to pick him up, and the lineup was not small.

Ten hours ago, Mongoali received a message from the division headquarters, saying that he had sent a soldier to him, a good soldier, and that he should be put to good use.

In addition to the text of the division headquarters, there was also a private letter written to him by the division commander, Major General Li Zihui, which mentioned the destruction of the Zuoqiaobao base, which was done by this soldier alone, full of courage, brave in battle, and very high in overall quality.

This made Mongoali very curious. The division commander personally wrote to him, which shows that he attaches great importance to this soldier.

At this juncture, he really needs good soldiers with strong comprehensive combat capabilities. In terms of bravery alone, he has no shortage of such soldiers. All the soldiers of his eighth regiment were not of a bad breed. But when it comes to comprehensive quality, it is not good. It's okay for his men to charge into battle, but most of them are tendons and dead heads.

Fighting a war is not just not afraid of death, you have to be smart and use your brains, and he is in urgent need of such talents. So I decided to pick it up in person, and by the way, I wanted to see if this recruit who deserved so much attention from the division commander was really three heads and six arms, with three eyes on his forehead. Otherwise, how dare you take the huge base of Zuoqiao Fort alone.

As soon as he saw him, he was a little disappointed, how could he be a fat man? Did he erase Fort Left Bridge from the map?

However, the words of the division headquarters will not be fake, and the handwritten letter of the division commander will not be fake. But this fat man feels too fake.

He has been in the army for so many years, and he has never seen such a soldier who can weigh at least 200 pounds. The fat man has poor physical strength and fast physical consumption, not to mention a long-distance march with full armor, so that he will be panting when he runs 500 meters empty-handed.

Monguali felt that his enthusiasm for anticipation was not as strong as it had been when he came. Half-convinced, he greeted him.

The fat man saw four people coming towards him, tall and muscular, with sharp eyes. The leader was actually a lieutenant colonel. Presumably, this is the head of the Eighth Regiment, Mongerali.

I didn't expect him to pick it up in person. The fat man hurriedly greeted him, saluted the ground with a military salute, and said loudly: "Tang Xiaobao was ordered to come to report." ”

Mongoali and the others couldn't help but twitch the corners of their mouths, Tang Xiaobao, this name is so cute, it is festive from the inside out. But this is a barracks, not a kindergarten, kid, are you in the wrong place?

After the fat man finished saluting, he took out the order from his jacket pocket and handed it to the head of the regiment in front of him, "Commander, this is the order, please take a look." ”

Mongerali took it casually, didn't even look at it, and handed it to the people around him. Supporting his elbow with one hand and rubbing his chin with the other, he circled around the fat man, looked up and down with suspicious eyes, and walked around several times before he said, "You blew up Zuoqiao Fort?" ”