Chapter 2 Recruit Registration (I)

Two years later......

On October 5, 2080, Army Base No. 17 of Charon in the Republic of Nine Stars.

A multi-purpose transport plane full of recruits landed on the tarmac of an army base in the early hours of the morning. This is the second increase in troops since the war between the Nine-Star Republic and the Raymond Federation began in July, and as an indispensable resource for the Republic, Charon has become one of the main battlegrounds for the conflict between the two sides.

Charon is one of the small planetary bodies of the Pluto system, and it forms a reading asteroid system with Pluto, Kamiya, and China. The core of Pluto was once the smallest of the nine planets in the solar system, about one-fifth the size of Earth, and Charon, which is only half the size of Pluto, was once thought to be a moon of Pluto. It wasn't until human beings set foot in the universe that the Celestial Masters of the New Era discovered that Charon actually formed a binary star system with Pluto, and the Chyna Star, which is slightly larger than Pluto, and the Kamiya Star, which is the same size as Charon, operate with Pluto and Charon's binary star system as the core, forming a very rare miniature reading galaxy formed by asteroids in the Milky Way.

Since then, Pluto has officially separated from the solar system, and what was once the nine planets of the solar system has become the eight planets.

The dispute between the Nine-Star Republic and the Raymond Federation stems from this, although Pluto is academically divided into the solar system, but the Nine-Star Republic believes that the title of the nine planets of the solar system has a long history, and Pluto, together with its four-star system, should belong to the sacrosanct territory of the Nine-Star Republic.

However, the Raymond Federation, formed by the plutocracy that turned their backs on Earth during the Age of Discovery, does not agree with this statement of the Nine-Star Republic.

The Federation of Raymond is a readable open-boil government formed by the small plutocrats of the Age of Discovery, whose main territory includes the Centaur System, which is only 4.3 light-years away, and the Barnard System, which is 5.96 light-years away.

In the face of the relatively weak nine-star republic, the Federation demanded to share the surprising reserves of solid methane ice resources on Pluto, on the grounds that the Pluto system does not belong to the solar system.

Pluto, Charon, China, and Kamiya are basically the same in structure, and on the surface, the surface of the four stars is covered with solid methane ice as thick as the earth's crust. Methane ice is the main resource for refining solid-state hydrogen, which is an indispensable main raw material for new energy to support interstellar navigation. Therefore, having the four stars of Pluto is equivalent to having a huge energy base. Driven by this huge interest, the troops of the Raymond Federation swarmed like dirt dogs that smelled rotting flesh. War inevitably broke out.

Compared with the small number of the first increase, the huge number of the second increase undoubtedly sounded the signal for the all-out war of the Nine-Star Republic. In the case of Charon alone, there are as many as 700 troops this time, of which, except for a fully integrated battalion, 60 percent of the troops are recruited from various training camps, and these new recruits who have set foot on the battlefield for the first time will be supplemented to the original garrison to make up for the huge casualties of the garrison troops in the past month.

Robin, who finished training from the Tiger Battalion, was one of them, and after a long week-long trip, he landed in the main base of Charon in the early hours of this morning aboard a landing ship through the atmosphere. Subsequently, he and the recruits of the various training camps who came with him were divided among the quartermasters of the division headquarters, and were rushed to the transport plane and transported to the 17th Army Base at the front line.

At this moment, as the hatch of the transport plane slowly opened, a group of rookies in gray military uniforms were driven down in the shouts of the veterans, and before they could salute the commander, a team of medical teams that ran out of the barracks hurriedly got on the transport plane, dragged down more than a dozen unlucky ghosts with blurred flesh and blood, and pulled them to the medical station for treatment.

On its way here, the transport plane was attacked by a federal land-to-air missile. One missile hit the side compartment of the transport plane, and a dozen or so unlucky people fell victim to the attack, some of whom died without knowing what the enemy looked like. This undoubtedly taught these recruits who participated in the war for the first time a lesson, and made them soberly realize that from now on, what they are facing is no longer a fake exercise, but a real war, a cruel battlefield where they may die at any time.

However, the commanders at those bases were not in the mood to take care of the frightened recruits, and after dealing with the wounded on the transport planes, the officers at the army bases were more concerned about the military supplies that were brought in with the recruits. These supplies actually take up more space in the cabin than recruits, and many of them are dangerous goods. A surface-to-air missile can injure more than a dozen people, and in fact, it also has the credit of these own people.

However, this kind of irregular work is normal at the front line, and no one will accuse the quartermaster of dereliction of duty, after all, the model troops that can be standardized everywhere only exist in exercises and actual combat, and can never be the kind described in textbooks.

It was only after the quartermasters had finished disposing of the large pile of semi-scrapped materials that they remembered the dozens of recruits who had been forgotten for a long time.

The recruits who have not yet received formal equipment are already hungry and cold at this moment, you must know that the surface temperature of Charon Star is minus 220 degrees, even if the army base is protected by a small canopy, the temperature is only maintained at about minus 30 degrees. After standing for a long time in training clothes, Robin and the recruits were already purple from the cold, and they had already cursed those heartless commanders and veterans who were squatting aside to watch the show countless times in their hearts.

"I hate rookies! ~”

A lieutenant wearing two sword-shaped epaulettes, swept his disgusted gaze over the group of vettish-faced recruits in front of him, apparently not fond of being a nanny, and he didn't think that these rookies who had just graduated from the training camp had any real combat ability.

"Aubrey, divide these rookies among yourselves. It's up to you to pick first, pick one. The lieutenant brushed off this sentence and walked away with a straight face, the heavy proportion of the materials brought in this time was seriously depleted, which made his mood worse to a certain extent.

After the lieutenant left, a group of veterans with the rank of sergeant began to circle around Robin and the recruits like cattle, and the kind of smiling gaze made people feel unpleasant.

"You, come out!"

The sergeant who had been called Aubrey by the lieutenant chose Robin, a result that apparently surprised the other sergeants.

"Aubrey, are you blind? This kid looks like a little white face. A strong black man more than two meters tall, wearing only a tactical vest, and shiny black muscles on his body pointed at Robin and shouted.

"Buck, my squad isn't porters, I don't like meaty **." Aubrey provocatively raised his chin at Buck and pulled Robin out of the queue.

"Hey...... You're going to die a terrible death this time! Buck bared his white teeth at Robin, and then picked out a large white man who was slightly smaller than him.

"Oh! ~ The game is on, this time I'm betting on Buck! ~”

Suddenly, the veterans began to clamor and formed a circle.

"Looks like this is the welcome ceremony......"

Seeing this, Robin knew that something unpleasant would happen next. Although he had known for a long time that recruits had no human rights, he didn't expect it to come so quickly.

"Yes, that's the welcome ceremony." Aubrey squinted at Robin and said with a smirk, "Prove your worth, if not, I promise, you'll see hell." ”

Like Aubrey, Buck across from him was staring at the bull's-eye and intimidating the white man, while another sergeant drew a circle on the ground with lime.

"No weapons, no gouging of eyes, no stepping out of this circle until we shout to stop." Aubrey pulled out a tactical knife that Robin had strapped to his thigh: "If you win, I'll give it back to you." ”

"Don't push me, I'll win." Robin glared at Aubrey fiercely, took off his coat and strode into the circle.

Opposite, the big white man, apparently frightened by Barker's intimidation, stepped into the circle with bloodshot eyes and panting, looking at Robin as if he were looking at his father's killer.

"Dude, I don't hate you. But you also saw it, I had to beat you up. Robin took small steps, moving his frozen limbs with ease.

"Yo he, the little white face is quite arrogant!" Robin's arrogant performance caused the veterans watching the battle around him to clamor, and his opponent, the white man who was half a head taller than him, was also completely enraged.

"You goddamn little white face! ~”

The white man roared, and the muscles in his body instantly bulged, and he took a step forward, clawed his hands, and clasped Robin's shoulders.

The white man's hand revealed that he had strength close to the second order, and that he was proficient in military sanbo.

Military sambo is a hand-to-hand combat technique commonly used in the republic's first-line training camps, and its fierce and effective uniform ability is respected by many officers. Therefore, Buck's choice of this white strong man proves that it is not a lot of meat that can enter his eyes, at least, this white strong man is no worse than the vast majority of veterans who have officially served for a year.

But as an opponent, Robin did not show any surprise at the white man's ability to surpass the average recruit. As soon as the white man stretched out his hands, Robin's right leg turned into a black shadow and swept the inside of the opponent's knee.

Robin's low whip leg was extremely ferocious, and the crisp sound of impact made even veterans watching the battle sore at the root of their teeth. But before they could recover from the initial shock, Robin used his right foot as a fulcrum to jam his opponent's left leg and knock the 280-pound opponent to the canvas with a ferocious knee.

Suddenly, the audience fell silent. As if frozen, Aubrey kept preparing to light a cigarette, until the scorching flame burned him, and then he hurriedly spit out the cigarette in his mouth and vigorously rubbed his half-burned whisker.

"Can I come out?" Robin asked with a sigh of relief from his hands.

“……”

Aubrey glanced at the white man who was lying in the circle convulsively, and judging from his twisted left leg and the blood foaming from his mouth, his left leg should have been fractured, and his chest had at least six ribs broken, and even the broken bones were inserted into the lobes of his lungs, which might not last an hour if he were not treated immediately.

"You're ruthless!" After a long time, Aubrey grinned, and he casually tossed his saber to Robin: "Come with me, and see our loot." ”

Taking the saber, Robin put on his coat tremblingly and followed Aubrey to the barracks. Behind him, Buck punches through an old steel plate in frustration and swears the others to carry the poor loser to the emergency room. And soon, the veterans resumed their hustle and bustle, and, apparently, this special welcoming ceremony continued.