Chapter 2 Recruit Registration (II)
Robin was taken into the warehouse of the logistics department by Aubrey, which was much warmer, and when he looked around, he saw that some sappers in charge of logistics were sorting out the mountains of military supplies under the command of a big fat man.
Aubrey seemed to be familiar with the big fat man, and he casually took a box from the shelf and threw it to Robin behind him, while he himself felt a cigarette on the big fat man's desk.
Robin tore open the box and picked up a large jelly-like piece with his saber and stuffed it into his mouth.
This is artificially made animal protein, which is also adulterated with various nutrients, although the taste is very poor, but there is no problem in supplementing the nutrients that the human body needs for a day. Robin was actually used to eating this special military ration, so he just leaned against the wall and scooped the 'jelly' on his plate without saying a word.
"This kid is good, you won the lottery." The big fat man glanced at Robin, pulled out a list and tossed it to Aubrey.
Aubrey glanced at the list, and the smile on his face suddenly froze: "Hey! ~Bouz, you're wrong. This should be Buck's. â
"No, Buck's this one." Buzz gestured to another list on the table.
Aubrey then picked up the list and glanced at it, and then flipped through the other lists, and Tie Qing's face finally softened.
"Those guys flying planes are all shit." Aubrey folded the list and put it in his pocket.
"Who's to say it isn't." Booz smiled and asked, "Do you want the 30 percent damage supply?" â
"I'm full." Aubrey scolded with a smile and looked back at Robin, "Where's your requisition?" â
Robin put down his plate and pulled a requisition order out of his coat pocket and handed it to Aubrey.
Robin, 18 years old, 183cm, 79kg, G19 training camp, comprehensive evaluation...... cīŧ Aubrey's eyes widened: "C? Do you have a grudge against your instructor? â
Robin wiped the saber on his clothes and withdrew the scabbard: "He has a grudge against everyone." â
"That's right, the instructors are all bastards."
Robin's answer reminded Aubrey of when he was a recruit, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl. He took a deep puff of his cigarette and continued to look at Robin's profile.
"First-order strength, first-order speed, second-order agility, second-order reflex nerves, shooting B, hand-to-hand combat B+, weapon control C. Belch? Intermediate Mechanic! īŊâ
Robin's basic body data has already amazed Aubrey, but compared to this, what surprised him even more was that Robin actually had an intermediate technician certification.
"Booz, load me with the thirty percent of the damage supply in the car, I want it." Aubrey yelled at Booz a few times before looking back at Robin with a strange look.
In terms of Robin's physical base data, it's excellent and speechless. Except for the slight difference in strength, it is almost comparable to a sergeant at the level of squad leader, and the short hand-to-hand combat skills before also made Aubrey's eyes shine. However, he noticed that with Robin's level of martial arts, he only received a B+ in his martial arts evaluation.
For a recruit, the level of performance shown by the white strong man who was knocked out by Robin was enough to get an A rating, let alone Robin. So, based on this, Aubrey decided that Robin had a holiday with his instructor, and his profile evaluation was downgraded by at least one level.
"It's really a treasure."
Now, the more Aubrey looked at Robin, the more pleasing he became, and he walked up to Robin with a pleasant face: "Why don't you ask us about the welcome ceremony here?" â
"Is it to decide the distribution of combat supplies?" Robin tried to ask.
"Clever lad." Aubrey patted Robin on the shoulder with satisfaction, pointed to the pile of supplies that were being loaded, and said, "Go pick the equipment you like, this is your trophy." â
"Insufficient combat supplies here?" Robin didn't rush to pick up the equipment, but planned to ask for clarification.
"That's right." Aubrey nodded a little unhappily: "Although this is the front line, Charon Star is not the main battlefield, and besides, we are a garrison force, not the main combat force, so the materials that are allocated are second-class." Coupled with the occasional ambushes by the Federation Army, most of the supplies that have been delivered to us have been lost, as you can see this time. â
Robin couldn't help but nod his head when he thought of the dozen or so recruits who had been blown up and flesh were blurred with him, and he also had some agreement with this special recruit welcome ceremony.
Although this is not in line with military regulations, it is a good way to solve the conflict between officers. After all, everyone wants their soldiers to use the best weapons, and no one wants to suffer, so instead of letting the officers tear their faces for a little military supplies and affect unity, it is better to let the recruits who are of little use sacrifice and settle disputes in this fair way.
As for the wounded recruits, the medical team will take care of the trouble. In this era of great progress in medical technology, as long as you are not dead, even if you are seriously injured, it only takes a few days to make you alive.
However, even this fairness is privileged. For example, the lieutenant asked Aubrey to pick someone first, and then Aubrey and Buck were obviously superior.
In a place like the military, strength is the biggest factor in deciding whether or not to be able to speak loudly. And the privileges that Aubrey possessed undoubtedly showed that he and the squad he led were the strongest in the battalion.
"Looks like I've joined an amazing squad."
"I love to hear that! īŊâ
Robin's compliment made Aubrey smile with joy, and he snuffed out the burnt cigarette butt in the ashtray and staggered to the door of the storeroom.
"Private Robin, you pick up your gear here, and you can rest when you're done. We set off an hour later. â
"Yes."
Robin gave a military salute and watched Aubrey leave the tent happily.
As soon as Aubrey left, Robin couldn't wait to run to the side of the military supplies being loaded and choose the weapon he was capable of.
As a recruit who has just graduated from the training camp, Robin has nothing but a thin training uniform, and his equipment needs to be replenished on the spot after reporting to his unit, so for the future life-saving tools on the battlefield, Robin can be said to be carefully selected.
In the choice of main battle weapons, Robin chose the Republic Basic MX8 Heavy Assault Rifle, a heavy assault rifle with a range of 800 meters, which has a strong penetration ability and can fire 300 rounds of energy shells when the energy clip is saturated. As for the secondary weapon, Robin chose a P99 pistol.
In addition, Robin simply stripped himself in the storeroom, directly changed into a Republican field infantry protective suit, and put on light infantry armor.
Light infantry armor is a new type of composite armor, in addition to having a certain defensive capability, it also has a certain resistance to various radiation and cosmic rays that are common on alien planets. In field battles without the protection of the canopy, light infantry armor is the minimum standard equipment of the infantry of the Republic.
As for the tactical helmet, Robin didn't opt for the new one-piece tactical helmet. He opted for a simple helmet, while the protection of his face was replaced by goggles and a filtering mask.
The role of goggles is to filter out ultraviolet rays that may be too intense from an alien planet, or to automatically adjust the light if the light is too dim. In addition, this new type of goggles can automatically analyze environmental conditions and lock on targets, providing combat data such as distance and wind direction. The filter mask is a metal mask similar to a ninja, which has a mesh structure inside, which can filter various harmful gases on the surface of the alien planet, and restructure the gas structure to form thin oxygen for the user to breathe.
An hour later......
"Hey! It's time for us to go. â
Aubrey said hello to Quartermaster Butz and jumped into the SUV, while Robin grabbed his assault rifle and sat in the back of the SUV.
"I'm driving, and you're in charge of guarding the road." Aubrey put on an integrated tactical helmet and pointed to the 25mm cannon mounted on the off-road vehicle.
"No problem." Robin made an OK gesture.
Immediately, Aubrey activated the maglev device of the off-road vehicle. As the hull gradually floated, the engine at the rear of the car spewed out two scorching tail flames, propelling the off-road vehicle like an arrow out of the already open gate of the infantry base and into the endless dim wilderness......