Chapter 123: First Training

"This ..... Where is this? Adrian opened his eyes to the sound of cannon fire that resounded through the sky. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The object was a cramped engine room, and dozens of Inbeqi Association soldiers in power armor were clinging to the handrails in the cabin.

Suddenly, there was a violent vibration in the cabin, and the bulkhead in the corner of the cabin was torn apart by the explosion and thrown out, and several soldiers close to the bulkhead were hit by flying fragments, and blood flowed from the corners of their mouths.

"Drop, there are fifteen seconds left to reach the battlefield, ready to make a low-altitude sudden landing." An icy chime sounded in the cabin.

Adrian saw that the soldiers on the opposite side began to organize the equipment on their bodies, but he still fumbled around with himself without knowing anything about it.

"Drop... Drip... After three beeps, the aft hatch of the cabin slammed open, revealing the city outside with thick smoke and artillery fire.

"Let's go!" A man who appeared to be the captain shouted, and Adrian was stunned.

A soldier of the Association trotted out of the open hatch, and while Adrian was still hesitating, the soldier behind him shoved him.

In a burst of screams, Adrian flew out of the cabin.

In the air, his vision widened, and everywhere he could see was a patchwork of diamond-shaped buildings, and the wide streets were punctuated by tanks and the occasional warplane.

"Target position 3-7H." Adrian's voice came from the captain's headset.

Everyone who flew in the air together changed their body posture and followed the captain towards the center of the city.

"324 meters above the ground, open the parachute in three seconds." A clear lens popping out of Adrian's left eye shows two rows of lettering.

Before he could react, a small umbrella popped out of the backpack on his back, and then the main umbrella also flew into the air, and Adrian's body slammed and slowly floated down.

Suddenly, a bunch of bullets were fired at the people who were falling, and many soldiers who couldn't dodge were shot into minced meat in the air.

"Enemy! Encounter the enemy! Everyone watch out for dodging. The team leader shouted.

Adrian was frightened by the sudden bullet, and hurriedly pulled the parachute on his body and floated to the side.

"Bang" With a violent crash and the sound of glass breaking, Adrian crashed into the building next to him.

"Ahem.... Ahem" Adrian, who was a little dazed by the violent impact, coughed up the phlegm in his throat, a pool of blood flew out of his mouth, and he couldn't help but wipe the corners of his mouth with his tentacles.

"I can't move my hand!" Adrian panicked, he lowered his head only to find that under the violent impact, his arm had been squeezed together with the deformed power armor!

An explosion rang out, and the door to the room he was in was pushed outwards by the explosion.

In the thick of the smoke, several Inbech Alliance soldiers in green power armor rushed in with rifles in hand.

"Help me, save me.... Just when Adrian thought that his teammates had come to him, his pupils shrank sharply, and these people's power armor was printed with the logo of the Inbech Alliance.

The last moment he remembered was when several Inbech Union soldiers gathered around him pulled out their pistols and pulled the trigger on his head.

"Bang....." The sound of gunfire came, and everything was reduced to nothingness.

Explosions rang out in his ears, and Adrian opened his eyes dimly.

"Am I not dead, where is this?"

He looked around in confusion, and the cramped cabin was crowded with Inbeqi soldiers in power armor.

"This scene is so familiar...," Adrian muttered to himself, a little distracted.

He slammed his fist! That's right, it's the scene he experienced not long ago, is it a dream??

"Adrian, a recruit of the Co-enlistment Army, 00354861 Adrian, took 3 minutes and 11 seconds in the last training, and his results were inferior, and he started the second round of training." An electronic sound came from my ears.

"Who are you! What training? Adrian shouted loudly to his surroundings, his eyes constantly scanning the surroundings, attracting curious glances from the soldiers.

Adrian was so dazed that he couldn't remember the memories he had before he came to the battlefield, as if his life had only begun in a plane.

"You guys get out of the way! The plane is about to explode! As if thinking of something, Adrian shouted at the few people who had been killed by the fragments in his memory.

Several people didn't pay attention to him, but rolled their eyes at him, and Adrian was anxious.

"Believe me, I'm going to die!" Adrian shouted again unwillingly.

But the men ignored him and turned their heads away.

"If you don't believe it, forget it." Adrian gritted his teeth.

"Drop, there are fifteen seconds left to reach the battlefield, ready to make a low-altitude sudden landing." An icy chime sounded in the cabin.

Huh? Why didn't there be an explosion? Adrian was curious, could it be just a dream he had just had, an illusion?

The soldier opposite Adrian began to check the equipment on his body, and Adrian was much more proficient this time, and quickly sorted out the equipment on his body briefly.

"Drop... Drip... After three beeps, the aft hatch of the cabin opened again, revealing Adrian's familiar city outside.

"Let's go!" The leader of the squad shouted, and one soldier trotted out of the cabin.

This time Adrian did not hesitate any longer, and also trotted out of the cabin.

The wind was whistling in his ears, and Adrian, who had already skydived for the second time, no longer had the initial nervousness, and he could instead enjoy the beautiful scenery of the city.

Towering buildings are flanked by elevated gardens, and below them are passages for hovertrains.

However, by this time, the garden had been occupied by a large number of Imperial Affiliates, and the passage of the hovering train had been blown off by cannonballs.

"Target 3-7H," Adrian muttered.

"Target position 3-7H." Sure enough, Adrian's headset once again came his familiar command.

Adrian and the other soldiers adjusted their positions and flew with the captain.

"Sir, there's an enemy ambush ahead." Adrian couldn't help but persuade the captain in the channel.

"Shut up, don't disturb the morale of the army!" The captain's scolding was heard over the communicator.

Adrian's left eye, as in memory, popped out a transparent lens: "316 meters from the ground, open the parachute in two seconds." ā€

A small umbrella popped out of the backpack on his back as he remembered, and then the main umbrella flew into the air, and Adrian's body slammed and slowly floated down.

"Then it's the enemy's ambush." Adrian clenched the handles of the parachute with both hands.

But unexpectedly, as they slowly drifted to the intended airborne target, the scene of the ambush in their memory did not appear.

"Am I mentally wrong?" Adrian scratched his head, confused.