"War College, the one in the Egret neighborhood?" Garon looked at the second-level man.

A very generous and honest face, with slightly dark skin, looks calm, but there is a hint of hidden cunning in the small eyes.

"Report sir, my name is Alexander!"

"It doesn't matter what you used to call it, now it's renumbered, after the animal, one number per person, and it's automatically assigned. Garon held up his watch, pressed it lightly, and with a smack, the fifteen members of the team and his own numbers were quickly assigned.

After a few seconds, the numbers are set and sent separately.

The animal is prefixed with the lion, the squad is called the lion pack, the galleon is the lion number one, and the rest are automatically ranked behind according to their strength until the sixteenth.

Looking at the row of soldiers standing in front of him, Garon had not really joined the army, and he didn't know how to arrange it, but as long as the goal was achieved, the mission was focused on completing patrols and possible pursuits, the area had been fixed, and they were responsible for this area.

"Listen, in the downtown area, where there is a lot of traffic, it is not allowed to collide at high speed at will and accidentally injure people. Everyone has a magnetized cord, throw it out when they encounter an enemy, lock them up and wait for rescue. Try not to hurt ordinary people!" Garon began to account for his affairs according to the first rule. Although these people in front of him are all aware, he still has to emphasize that once he hurts innocent people, even if it is not his actions, as a member of his team, he will have to bear a certain responsibility.

No civilians may be harmed, buildings must not be damaged without reason, and no unauthorized departure from the patrol area shall be permitted. It must be reported before leaving the team, and be ready to pull the team location alarm at any time at the first time.

More than 10 minutes passed when the regulations were spoken.

"Now each person is assigned a fixed area. Feel free to report any situation!"

Garon assigned the area assigned by the map to all fifteen members one by one, except for himself, who was a mobile patrol, the rest of them were fixed within a certain area of the area, and sent communications every once in a while to indicate that there was no problem.

On the playground, fifteen mechs were assigned to the area, and then they took off into the air and scattered in all directions.

Garon stood on the playground. With one hand, he pulled out a single knife and waved it casually.

"It's not very handy, but the materials are very good. ”

This was his first mission. If it is completed, then the cooperation with the military department will gradually increase in the future, and it may even be possible to get a position and salary in the military department without graduating in advance, which is also one of the means for the military department to win over black market students.

Although the military department and the academy are in a subordinate relationship. But in fact, the military department has always been directly under the command of another bigwig. This big guy represents a large number of elites who have been separated from the academy camp, although the high-end strength is not as good as the academy, but the number is far more than that, which also leads the military department to have a great desire for high-end talents.

"The students who practice the Eagle Claw are somewhat affected by the exercise method, and have become aggressive and aggressive, which is consistent with the style of the military department, so both sides are good partners to work with, and this mission is other than the Eagle's Nest. It is not always possible to get such a patrol mission. ”

Garon knew what was going on and put away the knife. After looking at the contact device, the team members were about to arrive at their own patrol locations.

All he had to do was wait for the team members to report on the situation at any time, and change the patrol area after a while.

After resting on the playground for more than ten minutes, Garon flew into the air in the mech and flew towards the area patrolled by the first team member, No. 2.

Passing through the street below, the crowd is bustling, and occasionally you can see the miniature mecha police in the form of white spiders, these people operate miniature mechas, responsible for security issues, each white spider is more than three meters high, constantly walking slowly on the mecha patrol road at the edge of the street.

A little to the center is two sidewalks, sparsely populated with office workers and vegetable vendors, occasionally mixed with some school-going elementary school students and junior high school students, in the middle, in the center of the road, there are all kinds of traffic, small carts, electric motorcycles, bicycles are the most, followed by office workers riding single motorcycles.

The sound of Didi's horns, the shouting and laughing of students, the sound of bicycle bells, the sound of motorcycle engines, and the quarrels of vendors are all part of the daily life of the street.

From time to time, students cast envious and yearning glances at the mechs that flew by. And as long as it is a crowd of people walking on the street, every time they see a patrol mecha on the side of the road, their eyes can reveal a strong sense of security.

The black mech piloted by Garon flew slowly in front of the building on the right side of the street, and the muted engine did not make a noise as long as it was not at maximum power.

Blue flames erupted from the back of the black humanoid mech, slowly moving down the street.

Below, there was a variegated flow of people and vehicles, and soon, the black mecha holding the hilt in front of him appeared in Garon's field of vision, and on a special load-bearing landing platform at the edge of the street, Alexander, the second team member, as a strong hand second only to Garon, was arranged to be such the largest and most crowded complex area.

Seeing Garon coming, Alexander saluted him, and formed a palm knife in his right hand, which was placed diagonally on his left shoulder, short and powerful.

"Sir!"

"Well, the mecha is on top security at any time, people can relax a little, don't be too nervous, our department will be on guard all day." ”

Garon reminded.

"Understood. Alexander smiled, "Sir, someone brought me oil and water just now, I don't know"

"Oil and water?" Garon was stunned for a moment, and immediately reacted, as a patrol team, it is generally not their turn to do it, they are all solved by the mecha spiders of the garrison, but nominally they are higher than the level of the garrison, if they want to find a reason to make things difficult for the garrison, it is also very easy.

"Sent by someone from the garrison?"

"They're the snakes of the land here, not like we come here occasionally, they're there every day," Alexander replied with a smile. "There's a nice clubhouse massage city down there, do you want to do it, sir?" the guy laughed lewdly.

"This"

"I've heard that there are very nice beautiful men."

Garon was originally a little excited, and he could go to massage the bubble hot water to relax his body, but when he heard this, he suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

"Go on your own, I'll keep patrolling. Just be careful not to be too presumptuous. ”

Anyway, the chances of encountering terrorists in the city are too small, and these people who can carry out tasks in the city are either strong in their own strength or have a good background, after all, patrolling in the downtown area is a fat shortage. He didn't bother to offend these people.

Maneuvering the mecha out of the downtown area, in front of it is a clear river that curves like a ribbon, and several large and small white steamers swim on the sparkling surface of the river.

In the early morning, the mecha piloted by Garon slowly flew to a bearing point by the river and landed, looking across the river, the iconic Hanging Garden Trade City of Blackpan City stood on the opposite side.

The entire building of the trade city is like a pencil tip piercing the earth, thousands of meters high, white throughout, and you can see neon signs and billboards of various colors hanging densely on the top, and there are propaganda airboats flying around the edge, and advertising leaflets will be sprinkled from time to time.

Compared with the bustle on this side of the river, the trade city is even more noisy, and it seems that some lively celebration is being organized, and the sound of music and singing wafts over from time to time.

Galleon looked into the distance, and could see a dense crowd of people almost shoulder to shoulder, like black sesame seeds sprinkled in a pile, and only a dark mass of human heads could be seen.

The faint morning sun sprinkled on the surface of the river, glowing with countless phosphorescences of pale gold.

Garon simply stopped for a moment, sat cross-legged on the circular bearing point, rested quietly, turned off the mech's propulsion engine, and fell into complete calm.

Anyway, he has to wait for Xilin's news and information, and the other team members probably won't want him to be forced to patrol everywhere, as long as there is no accident in this area, it's easy to say.

Reached out and pressed the button in front of the bottom.

swish

With a slight sound, the cockpit of the mecha slowly lifted outward, like half an eggshell, revealing Galleons in the driver's seat inside.

He took off his helmet, got up directly from the cockpit position, and manipulated one arm of the mecha to the ground, while his own people walked down the arm, standing on the edge of the weighing platform, comfortably blowing the cool river breeze and breathing fresh air.

Behind him, there was the faint sound of traffic on the street, the sound of passers-by talking, and the chatter of elementary and junior high school students.

Garon cut his hair, and before he knew it, his hair had reached the shoulders, and his black and silky hair was soft and shiny, and under the radiation of the Cold Hell Peacock Gong, there was a faint hint of blue.

He lifted his hands and saw that the skin had become blue-white, almost translucent, smooth and flawless, and all the scars and blemishes that had been there had been erased.

"The secret martial arts of life are used for beauty, which is the first-rate exercise. With a dumb self-deprecation, Garon unzipped his driver's suit, and the black tights were easily opened, and the collar turned into a collar at the sides of his neck. Revealing the strong muscle contours inside.

Since turning around, because of the practice of the Cold Hell Peacock Skill, the original slender figure of Nonoshiva has completely disappeared, replaced by a strong and tall physique, with standard inverted triangle muscles on the back of the upper body, strong and powerful arms, and the whole person standing on the edge of the bearing point, with black clothes draped over the body.

Maybe it's because of Garon's soul, it looks like an ordinary and plain appearance, but the eyes between the hair seem to be faintly lit, and through the hair, it gives people a terrifying sense of sharpness.

In addition, the corners of Nonosiva's mouth were originally bent downward, giving people a sense of threat that could get angry at any time, which made people even more reluctant to enter. Generally, if you have a weaker personality, you probably don't even dare to look at him when you stand in front of him.

The tall body, the cold face, and the slightly shiny piercing eyes seem to be like a depressed volcano that may rage at any time. Although Galleon itself is not such a personality

But all kinds of signs and reasons finally formed the way he is now, this very fierce appearance. (To be continued......)