Reluctantly picked up the girl, and was just about to take a step, when the voice of Tutor Yan Qing came from the loudspeaker on the wall. "All the team members immediately assemble in the conference room!"

"Ahh I'm! At this time...... "Looking at the eldest lady in his arms gritting his teeth, Xia Chenghao breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and bent down to put Mentor Luo Li down.

"Humph! Don't even think about it. Just carry me over like that. Sensing Xia Chenghao's actions, the girl glared at him and said viciously.

“……”

The young people standing in two rows in the conference room saw Xia Chenghao with a bitter face appear at the door with a girl in his arms, and they all showed gloating expressions. However, being swept away by the girl's gaze, everyone immediately tensed their faces and stood up straight.

Seeing the reaction of the young people, the girl snorted coldly, and finally jumped down from Xia Chenghao's arm, and shouted softly: "Lizheng!" The tone changed instantly, and there was a hint of sternness.

"Click, click—" The conference room sounded the sound of footsteps in unison, in exactly the same posture.

Dozens of pairs of eyes stared straight ahead without squinting, shouting in unison. "Hello Mentor Lori!"

The girl nodded, and walked straight to the middle-aged man standing in front of the young men.

After Xia Chenghao joined the ranks, Tutor Yan Qing opened the slide and began to introduce the mission.

"The news has just come from the leader, the course has been temporarily adjusted, and in the next ten days, we will conduct driving training for interstellar combat vehicles and low-altitude shuttles."

Practical training? The young people looked puzzled one by one, how could there be practical training in this low-altitude shuttle and interstellar combat vehicle course? Although there are a lot of simulation equipment in the base, and they have all taken interstellar combat vehicle or low-altitude shuttle driving courses, they never thought that they would one day participate in the training.

Tutor Yan Qing continued. "Everyone knows that there was a civil war in Zion, and now the rebels have grown to the point of going toe-to-toe with government forces. And now more and more government forces are defecting, making the situation in the Zion government very tense. ”

After a pause, he continued, "We have made contact with the government of Zion, and you will join the government army as mercenaries. This time, the colleges of other branches will also participate, and the leader does not want you to disgrace him. ”

There is no need for Instructor Yan Qing to emphasize that they also understand the consequences of "disgrace" to the leader, and they will increase the amount of training at least and receive the most severe punishment at worst.

"Your course schedule is to participate in flight training for the first five days, and the Star Alliance's no-fly zone plan is still being formulated, and it will take at least ten days before it can be implemented. The rebels also don't have miniature assault ships, so this low-altitude shuttle training is relatively simple. Instructor Yan Qing said it very easily, but it was the first time for the students to participate in this kind of real war, so it was inevitable that they were nervous and excited.

"It's dead. I wonder if Zion's old low-altitude shuttles will be able to dodge the rebels' missiles. The young white man codenamed Mason standing next to Xia Chenghao muttered quietly.

Sure enough, it's Mason, I don't know how he ended up here.

Of course, whether it is in the red moon or in the dark night, the ins and outs of each team member are not allowed to be inquired about, otherwise they may not be killed by the enemy, and they will be purged by their peers long ago.

The teams were arranged in the order of each person's codename, and coincidentally, since O9 through M18 had died in previous training, they were next to each other.

Xia Chenghao saw this person who lived and died together and fought for life and death in the scorching Mars, and his heart was mixed, but he couldn't say it.

Just like Mason feared, the small Federation also has its own air defense, maybe a little behind the other Federations in terms of technology, but their miniature attack ships are not much more advanced.

But having said that, Mason didn't dare to complain out loud. What Xing Zhengbin often said is that the purge not only relies on its own strength, but also accounts for a large part of luck. If you do get hit by a missile, it only means that you are too lucky to blame others, but their survival to this day shows that their luck is good.

After a brief introduction to the situation in Zion, Mentor Yan Qing announced the end of the meeting.

"That's it! Let's go after the last twenty hours of flight simulator training! ”

"Yes!"

Compared to the Red Moon, the management of the dark night is much more humane. If it weren't for Lori's presence, everything would have been easy. At this point, all the students are grateful for the existence of Uncle Xing, the old dragon head, and it is no wonder that he can dig up so many precious members.

Mason and Xia Chenghao are arranged together, and the two can be said to be a strong team.

But one thing Xia Chenghao can be sure of is that the Mason next to him is not exactly the one who was on the scorching Mars back then, his skills and appearance are still the same, but his memory seems to have been cleaned up, and he can't recognize Xia Chenghao at all.

What happened to him after he fell into the sea?

"Xia Chenghao, speed up! After blowing up that base, go back and take a comfortable shower and relax with a glass of wine. It's a real unpleasant feeling to be in the air. Mason in the co-pilot glanced at the endless sea of clouds outside the glass cover and urged.

Xia Chenghao's thoughts were interrupted.

The two of them are now in the air at an altitude of 6,000 meters, piloting a miniature attack ship.

It's been their fifth day in Central Zion as mercenaries, and today is the last low-altitude shuttle training, and after blowing up a feeding base in the rear of the rebels, they will have to participate in interstellar chariot training starting tomorrow.

The first four days of the mission were quite smooth, and I hope that the last day will be smoother.

Mason couldn't help but grunt. "You're saying we're just cleaners, and we need to learn these low-altitude shuttles? Or something like an interstellar chariot? "Could it be that these launderers will have the opportunity to chase down their targets in low-altitude shuttles and interstellar chariots? Hunt down the Federal President of Madda?

"Your fear of heights?" Although Mason is more familiar with the operation of this thing than Xia Chenghao, he chatters endlessly as soon as he is nervous, and Xia Chenghao is a little tired of listening.

"Alright, it's okay!" Mason smiled a little embarrassedly, afraid that Xia Chenghao would propose something to help him treat his fear of heights or something, so he hurriedly responded.

"But this kind of war is really boring, and the bombs have been dropped without even seeing a single figure, so it's better to play video games, and it's exciting to really have a vigorous air battle." Xia Chenghao muttered quietly.

Such a war was much more "merciful" than he imagined.

"You're really outdated enough, that's called Star Wars. You still think that like in ancient times, two men and horses charged with swords and guns. Now you can blast a city into the air at the touch of a button, and before the words ...... fell, the on-board radar sounded a rapid siren.

"Huh? There was a flying machine flying at high speed right in front of you. The height is 5,800 meters. Just a little lower than us. Mason glanced at the radar and reminded Xia Chenghao. (To be continued.) )