"Leave that woman alone?" VITA YAWNED AS IF SHE WAS REALLY SLEEPY.

"Don't worry, she's just knocked unconscious, and she'll wake up after a while." Mosilaire glanced at a gorgeously dressed woman she had thrown onto the couch and shook her head, "It's better to care about her than to care about the progress of our hindered mission." ”

"Unnecessary worries don't do anything but add to your own worries, Miss Mosilare."

"BEL, IF ONLY ONE DAY I COULD LIVE LIKE YOU WITHOUT HEART OR LUNGS, VITA." She walked into the kitchen, raised an eyebrow, and pulled out a can of grape soda from the small-room-sized refrigerator.

"Living without heart and lungs also requires talent and skill." VITA corrected her cognitive biases very seriously.

"Maybe."

Taking off his helmet and hastily rinsing, Mosilele pinched the cool soda and walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window, pulling the heavy curtain open a small slit.

It was still raining outside, and it didn't seem to stop at all, but it crackled through the window with a dull sound that darkened the room, and finally flowed down the clear glass to the rushing water below the community.

"There are a lot of monsters down there, Miss Mosilaire. This is far beyond the limits of what we can handle. ”

"Hmm." She snorted and unwrapped the alloy ring of the soda, greedily tilted her head and swallowed a large mouthful of the sweet drink, then put a comfortable smile on her face. If she could, she could sit here and drink a carbonated drink like this for an evening.

"I don't understand, Miss Mosilaire." VITA seemed a little puzzled, "Doesn't a standard nutrient solution provide all the nutrients that humans need for up to 24 hours?" Why should you consume excess water and sugar? ”

"Nutrient solution can meet physiological needs, but not the needs of a person's heart, VITA." She narrowed her eyes pleasantly, and raised her hand to stretch out at the small ant-like monsters below, "This is the innate desire of human beings, and you will not understand it." ”

"I have desires too. Miss Mosilaire. ”

"Oh, dear VITA, what are your desires?"

"I don't know yet, but I know I'll have it someday. Miss Mosilaire. ”

"Maybe." Mosilaire threw out an ambiguous answer and closed the thin silk curtains.

The scenery outside the window is nothing to look at, and it looks like a little gray and yellow.

"It's been a tough day, isn't it?" SHE WALKED AROUND THE UNCONSCIOUS WOMAN, TOSSED HER HELMET ASIDE, AND YAWNED ON THE LARGE SOFT COUCH, "I'M A LITTLE SLEEPY, VITA." ”

"You really should rest, Miss Mosilaire."

"Really?" She leaned on a very fluffy and soft pillow, and held a half-human-tall fluffy kitten doll in her arms, allowing the faint candlelight to illuminate her beautiful brown eyes.

Apparently, Mosilaire was distracted again.

"Someone's coming, Miss Mosilare."

"Hmm." She was still staring at the snow-white ceiling in a daze, and it took some effort to withdraw her wandering gaze, and finally she sighed faintly and put on her helmet, "Got it." ”

"Knock knock—"

There was soon a knock at the door - a sign that it wasn't a monster at the very least.

"They may be allies, Miss Mosilaire, I checked their wireless code."

"That's not bad." She nodded, then shook her head again, "Preferably so, I don't want anyone to swindle in their armor." ”

"It's going to cost you a head, Miss Mosilaire."

"No madman is afraid of death, VITA, and this kind of person will do stupid things that are beyond your comprehension and imagination." She slowly stood up and glanced at the biowave scanning radar map.

There were several white dots on the blue stereogram, which were civilians with normal vital signs who had registered with the Imperial network, and not far from her there were three larger, slightly larger green dots on the same plane as her, indicating coded Imperial soldiers - and the pale red dots at the edges of the scan were enemies and hostile mobs that had been flagged or entered into the system's network.

Because of its simplicity and ease of use, biowave scanning radar has always been one of the most important and valuable auxiliary systems for intelligent armor, especially for reconnaissance and combat personnel.

Generally speaking, a well-functioning biowave scanning radar system can effectively prevent you from being ambushed and sneak attacked by enemies in complex terrain, and give you a certain ability to maneuver and avoid risks - and the asymmetric advantage brought by this kind of technological accumulation will be magnified to the extreme when fighting against the armies of backward worlds, so few low-level worlds dare to directly provoke high-level worlds.

"Knock knock—"

"Knock knock—"

"We are members of the Third Orbit Commando Regiment of the Empire, and we have no ill intentions!"

The people outside the door were as patient as the teachers who visited their homes, and if Mosilaire was willing to wait, they would have knocked for an hour or two.

"Oh my God, they're going to knock on this door!" VITA COULDN'T HELP BUT GRUMBLE, "KIND MISS MOSSILARE, MAYBE YOU SHOULD GO AND OPEN THE DOOR TO THESE LOST LAMBS." ”

"Alright, alright, I see." Holding the charged rifle in front of him, Mosilele opened the delicate electronic lock on the door, which was better than nothing, and opened a small narrow slit.

"Oh my God, this door is open, I thought the brother inside was deaf." A joking voice sounded outside the door, and it was clearly another of the three.

"Shut up wiki." The man who called the door slapped him on the top of his head and waved his hand at Mosilaire, who was hiding in the shadows behind the door. Hello bro, I hope you don't mind. ”

"Tell me your establishment—" Mosilaire slowly pulled open the delicate wooden door, pointing his charged rifle in his hand with a frightening red glow firmly at his head, "Don't lie. ”

"We're the 'passenger pigeon' assault squad of the Hammer Beast squadron, friend." He recognized the Imperial Scout armor on Mosilel's body, and his words were filled with obvious joy and joy, "I didn't expect to meet a companion here, it's great." ”

"And it's a young lady—" Vicky, who was standing behind him, stepped on a large pool of slimy flesh and added "a young lady who admires fists and violence." ”

"Fists and violence can easily solve a lot of problems for you." The charged rifle in her hand was still held high, the matte armor as gloomy as the endless darkness in the hallway. "Your blood collection bottles, give me—including you, big man."

The heavy heavy, who stood in the doorway like a wooden stake, never said a word from beginning to end, shrugged his shoulders and handed the blood collection vial in his arm to Mosilaire's hand with his two companions. Similarly, Mosilaire handed over his interarm blood collection vial.

These blood collection vials, which are usually embedded in the armour between the arms, are usually used on the battlefield to identify friend or foe, and genetic testing, although only an auxiliary function of identification, can still accurately and accurately identify the genetic sequences of all registered citizens in the offline gene bank, thus providing the user with complete and detailed information about the person being tested - of course, the complete citizen gene bank is only accessible to the Imperial military.

Genetic testing is fast, and if they hadn't deliberately faked the fresh blood, their gender and physical characteristics would have matched their respective genetic test results. The person who starts with it should be the vice-captain of the passenger pigeon squad, whose real name is Taki, and whose code name is "The Rebooter"; The young man named Wiki is the only equipment maintenance engineer in the team, and his code name is very young people's personality and vitality, and he is actually a "rice bucket killer"; As for the taciturn big man Wang Huai, it also fits the stereotype of hoplites in film and television dramas, he is an experienced heavy machine gunner of the brigade pigeon assault team - this can be seen from the scarred charge shock cannon he holds in his hand - as for Wang Huai's code name, it is very interesting, Moschelaire can't find it in the offline system library.

There are usually only two possibilities for this to happen, either Wang Huai applies to have her code name erased, or Mosilele doesn't have the appropriate access to his information - but either possibility probably won't have much impact on her, not to mention that she's not a person who cares about other people's secrets.

"My name is Taki." The exchange of genetic sequences between the two sides made everyone let go of their guard and vigilance a little, and the deputy captain of the passenger pigeon team handed out his right hand covered with composite fiberglass armor to Moschelel, "It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss Mosilere." ”

"Me too, Mr. Taki." She hesitated, but shook his hand politely, "Please forgive me for being cautious. ”

"What can this be?" He laughed twice, and the Navy's main battle armor, which was much thicker than the Scout armor, shook slightly in the faint candlelight oozing from the room, "Hey, the brave and fatter are either better than us, or they're completely turned into a disgusting rotten piece of meat that no one cares about." ”

"I'll tell you about it." Taki stepped aside and pointed to a guy behind him in the yellow-and-gray painted engineer's specialized armor, "He's Vikki, our team's equipment maintenance specialist, and all lethal weapons become flammable and explosive when he passes through his hands - so you'd better not give him any of your beloved treasures - unless you want to turn it into a deceptive high-explosive grenade." ”

"Don't take his word for it, I'm a trained and rigorous weapon master. He said such slanderous words out of sheer envy of my superior weapons repair skills. Vicky greeted Mosilare with a grin. Hey, hello, Miss Mosilaire, I've heard of you before. ”

"You've heard of me?" She blinked, looking a little disbelieving, "I don't know what I'm known for." ”

"Oh, don't be kidding, Miss Mosilare." He exclaimed, exaggeratedly, "You're the only girl in our squadron, and it only took you more than two months to become the vice-captain of the tactical support team - although this has something to do with Victor's accidental hanging - but it doesn't matter, you are the youngest vice-captain of the tactical support team ever!" ”

"I'm just the temporary acting vice-captain." She shook her head and greeted Wang Huai, "Hello, my name is Mosilelle. ”

Airplanes...... ......

Wang Huai just nodded at her, and he really didn't seem to be very talkative.

"He's a mute—" Vicky changed his words before Wang Huai's thick slap hit him on the head, "uh-I'm kidding, he just doesn't like to talk much." ”

He took it to the side again, away from Wang Huai, a guy like an iron block, "Look, this shy big boy can't even find a little sense of humor." ”