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He shuddered and quickly got up. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info In the incomparably bright sunlight, he could barely see a figure. The opponent kicked him, skillfully and skillfully, only letting him fall without any substantial damage. When he fell, he immediately got up again, or else he wouldn't have been kicked again.

Only then did he see his instructor, a captain in his fifties. Limited, but experienced, went to a chaotic battlefield and survived. A character like this has no hope of promotion, but it is more than enough to bring new recruits.

Including him, there were about thirty other soldiers here. They are all new recruits who have completed three months of regular training. Today, they went to the surface for actual combat exercises, and the leader of the team was naturally their instructor, the old captain Mechi.

"Listen, the break is over. Now all move for me, you must give me the place to be before sunset. Rush through the whole process, you don't have to come back, go home and take your children by yourself, the army is not for you. The Captain foamed at the mouth, refracting the bright and fiery sunlight.

After briefly checking his gear, he and his colleagues hit the road. On this day they trekked and arrived at a prelude before sunset. This town is their actual battlefield, the townspeople have long since left, and now the town is occupied by an armed mob. Intelligence shows that the armed group has about 30 people and is armed with rifles, infantry missiles and other weapons. In terms of quantity and equipment, it is about the same as this recruit team.

The difference is that on one side there is a rabble on the surface and on the other side there are well-trained federal troops.

As night fell, the captain gave the order to attack, and the order was quickly illuminated by the light of guns and bombs.

The battle went well, and in a little more than an hour, his army annihilated the mob, but it cost five lives. He and a dozen others were wounded, but instead of wrinkling his eyebrows, he smiled when the paramedics pulled a bullet from his arm.

Dinner was held in the town, and even though he was wounded, he was still in good spirits, and even sang the song of dawn with the other soldiers over the campfire. Then the instructor came over, looked at them and said, "You guys did a good job, but don't get complacent." Injuries in this level of combat indicate that you have not trained enough. Start training tomorrow! ”

The recruits were all crying and mourning.

But the captain added, "But tonight, you can have a good time." I just brought a few bottles of wine, which is cheaper for your gang of apricots. ”

After three months of enlistment, it was the first time he saw the instructor laugh, originally he thought that the captain was an old-fashioned old man, but tonight he changed his concept. Maitch drank with them, chatted, and left the military base in Babylon, and even the captain seemed to be much more relaxed.

"Sir, I heard that you've been to the Chaos Battlefield, that must be exciting, right?" A soldier asked with a wistful look on his face.

Meech scolded and said, "Stimulate a fart, do you think Lao Tzu wants to go?" When I was younger, the environment on the surface was harsher than it is now. At that time, there was almost nothing to eat, and when I heard that I was a soldier in charge of food, Lao Tzu went to register, and then I entered the army. I thought it would be good to go to the surface garrison to eat, but I didn't expect to bump into the Federation Expedition, so I was transferred to the chaotic battlefield. ”

"I don't want to go to that place a second time."

The old captain took a sip of wine and asked, "What about you, how do you want to be a soldier?" ”

The soldiers gave a bunch of reasons, and finally Meech asked him, who was the most reticent of the recruits, and was happy to share his intentions with the instructors.

"I want to change the world." He said: "Why is the resources of the Federation in the hands of a limited number of people, why do the people on the surface have to starve, while the children of the nobility have bread and milk to eat?" They even have too much food to eat, and they throw it away as garbage. It's all so unfair, I want to change it and change the world! ”

The captain looked at him in surprise, his expression obviously not expecting that this dull fellow would have such big ideals in his heart. After a while, the captain patted him on the shoulder and said, "Your idea is good, but I will tell you, Xing." Soldiers can't change this, we're just pawns, and no matter how big we are, we can't change that. The only difference is the location. ”

"But no matter where you are, a pawn is a pawn. Chess pieces can't change the board, only the hand that plays chess can do it. Mitch looked at him and said, "If you want to change the world, then try to be that chess player, to be the president of the Federation, apricot." ”

"Oh yes, what's your name?"

He replied, "Mobile, sir! ”

"Mobile, it sounds like it's going to be a big name in the future." Maitch laughed.

The instructor's words were still in his ears, and he opened his eyes. It turned out to be a dream, maybe a memory. He remembered the years when he first joined the army, and remembered the ambition that he had never forgotten. But now, he can't do anything. Because he was immersed in the biochemical tank of the bionic base solution, because he had twenty-four catheters stuck in his body. Twenty of them were used to deliver nutrient solutions to him at regular intervals, and the other four were used to deliver tranquilizers and new potions to suppress the source force.

He is now like a stranded fish with a puddle of water next to him to survive. He can't die, but he can't return to the sea.

"Let me out!" He slapped the shroud of the biochemical tank hard, but he knew it was all in vain.

He just wanted to vent, that's all.

As he buzzed the hood, he suddenly saw the lights outside turn on, and then a chubby figure appeared. He naturally knew this person, and speaking of which, this fat man had many layers of identity. He is the Chancellor of the Exchequer of the Federation, a close friend of his, and a senior member of the Light Hidden Society.

He will become a stranded fish, thanks to the fat man.

And he is still alive, which is also the credit of the fat man.

So he didn't know what to look at this fat man, this man named Alstair.

Alste wiped his forehead with a handkerchief, as if he would sweat if he walked a few steps faster, but he knew in the biochemical tank that it was just a disguise. In fact, this fat man is a master, an out-and-out master. At this time, the communicator in the trough turned green, and he yelled at the communicator: "Let me out." ”

He didn't know how many times he had called this sentence in the past days and nights, but the answer he could get was always "not yet". Originally, he didn't expect Alstai to change his mind, but this time, the fat man nodded and said, "That's what I'm here for, Mobile, the time has come." ”

"When you return!"

He began to think that he had misheard, until he saw Alste busy working on the brain on the side, and the catheters inserted in his body were put away one by one, including the four catheters that delivered tranquilizers and depressants. Then the biochemical tank began to drain from the water outlet below, and the upper circle of spray heads sprayed clean water to wash his body. It wasn't until the shroud of the biochemical tank was lowered that he was sure it was all true.

Then he considered whether to punch the fat man first, but in the end he held back.

Alste looked at him and said, "I thought you would run out and beat me up first." ”

He nodded, "I do, but given your skills and my condition, I want to save this one for later." So now, tell me why you changed your mind. And what does it mean when it's sometimes? ”

"It's literal, old friend, your chance to make a comeback." "But until then," said Alstai, "I suggest you change your clothes and have dinner." I've told the kitchen to be ready, and we'll have a drink and talk later. ”

He was silent: "Comeback, what kind of identity comeback." Now I'm a ghost to outsiders. ”

"No, only Alain and Vincent would treat you as a ghost. But for many more, President Mobile has never left. Alste said solemnly: "So after the comeback, of course you are still a mobile bit." ”

"Sounds like there's been an interesting thing going on in the Federation lately." He touched his chin and said, "You have to get me a razor, I don't want electronics." ”

"Of course I do."

ps: I owe the helmsman of the "three years and three years" chapter before, and I pay it back!