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The transport ship landed at the military airport in Cato City. The door opened and Tian Xingjian jumped out. He was the only passenger. This transport ship was responsible for material supplies and carried some mecha parts, weapons and ammunition. Tian Xingjian's mecha and luggage

Also on this transport ship.

There are hundreds of ships of various types floating over the airport, most of them are transport ships, and there are also some fighter planes responsible for air surveillance. There is a space ship maintenance dock in the distance. The dock has four berths and densely packed I-shaped ships.

On the steel frame, four huge warships under repair are floating quietly on the dock. Thousands of staff are like ants, working hard to repair these ships that shine with black metal.

The transport vehicles on the ground and the mechas responsible for loading shuttled back and forth, transporting mountains of materials from the open-mouthed transport ships. These materials will be distributed to the front line or other urgently needed materials through the federal's large and effective logistics department.

Unit of material.

Whistles sounded one after another, and hundreds of signal soldiers wearing white signal uniforms were waving red and green triangular flags in their hands to direct the raising and lowering of ships and the passage of transport vehicles.

This grand scene shocked Tian Xingjian. When a country with three star fields is fully mobilized, the power it explodes is huge. This power does not disappear just because it is dormant in peacetime. When it is threatened

When the time comes, this force will be as uncontrollable and unstoppable as a volcanic eruption. Even if there is a more powerful force to contend with it, the final result will be the destruction of both the jade and the stone.

This power is the power of every federal citizen. Maybe one person is just a tiny speck of dust in this vast universe, but when thousands of people gather together and strive for the same goal, this kind of power

The power becomes immeasurable, and time will allow these people whose lives are like a flash in the pan in the long river of time to accumulate their dedicated enthusiasm. This accumulation has achieved human civilization and conquered the vast universe.

And I also exist in it. This existence will eventually be forgotten by people, but it is a wave that will never disappear in the sea of ​​human civilization. When death really comes, is fear useful?

Since we cannot avoid it, then facing the magnificent life may be the most correct choice.

Tian Xingjian didn't know how many people would have the same or similar thoughts when facing war and life and death, and what choices they would make. However, the reality told him that these people were fighting and throwing themselves into a battle without hesitation.

In the Patriotic War, where one could lose one's life at any time, everyone is his own hero.

Perhaps, they are as afraid as themselves, afraid of becoming dust floating in the universe, afraid of becoming dust and dust blown up by the wind on the land. But they still stick to their position, no matter what.

And he has no way out. Doesn't the Federation, the country that gave birth to and raise him, have something worth defending?

What is this kind of thing? Is it the look back and smile of the beautiful girl I have always had a crush on in my memory? Or is it the rusty swing that I fell off and cried in my childhood? Or is it the young soldier who died in pain on TV?

poor mother...

Enough of escaping. Twenty-one escapes that lasted for half a year. I no longer want to taste the feeling of despair. Forget about the choice of life and death. This is an unsolvable proposition. Destiny will give the answer in the end.

Before that, what you should do is to truly integrate into this great era.

Three hours later, Fatty drove his tattered mecha named "Logic" to the headquarters of the 16th Aviation Marine Division.

This is a military base located southwest of Cato City. There are anti-detection jammers all around the outside of the base. If an aerial satellite were to take pictures of this place, all it would get would be pitch black photos.

Tian Xingjian handed his electronic soldier ID badge to the guard standing guard outside the gate, and a minute later, he was allowed to enter the base.

Passing through several rows of guard barracks filled with various standard mechas, this mecha that seemed to be ready to fall apart at any time attracted the attention of everyone along the way. Many female soldiers looked at this thing and covered their mouths and laughed in surprise.

The fat man didn't change his expression, and deliberately made the mecha move forward with a difficult step as if it couldn't move its legs. When he saw the beautiful female soldier, he jumped down and pretended to ask for directions with a smile on his face.

There was still at most a hundred meters away from the division's direct reconnaissance camp. The fat man suddenly saw a beautiful female soldier with a graceful figure on the side of the road. He approached her with a playful smile and continued his trick of asking for directions and striking up a conversation. But there was no such beauty in front of him.

The friendly people I met looked cold and indifferent.

The fat man thought to himself: "Okay, just ignore people, right? I'm going to spend a lot of time with you today."

This guy is originally a scoundrel, a model of obscenity, despicableness and shamelessness. His favorite thing to do all day long is to make trouble for nothing. He is thick-skinned and never tires of trouble. Except for violent girls like Milan, there is no fat man in the world who doesn't take advantage of him.

A woman who can escape.

In addition, Fatty hates guys who treat others with disdain and think they are superior to others. In his eyes, no matter who it is, anyone who pretends to be fake will be defeated.

The indifferent female soldier was dragged by this guy to get to the bottom of things until she couldn't escape. Gritting her teeth, she drew a map in detail and explained it for a long time. She looked up and saw the annoying fat man in front of her, who looked like he finally understood.

Just as he was breathing a sigh of relief, he heard the fat man ask again: "I still don't understand, how to get there? Is this a map you drew?"

Several soldiers who were watching were laughing their heads off, laughing and cursing in their hearts that this fat man was really not a human being.

Seeing that the female soldier was so angry, the fat man poured a basin of cold water on her and said: "Second lieutenant, remember to salute your superior when you see him in the future. Forget it this time, I won't pursue it."

After saying that, he turned around, jumped on the tattered mecha, and sped away. A black smoke, like that of an antique diesel engine, erupted from the tail of the mecha. It was black and thick, lingering in a cloud.

This female soldier named Alice was originally spoiled and arrogant since she was a child. How had she ever seen such a shameless fat man being teased and bullied like this? And she was in a lower position than the other person and could not be hit or scolded. A feeling of grievance rushed straight into her nose.

I almost couldn't help crying, feeling angry and resentful in my heart: "Damn fat man, you and I are at odds with each other!"

The news that the fat man had offended the most arrogant beauty No. 3 in the division, Alice, before he even arrived in his company, spread quickly throughout the entire camp. Everyone was guessing who the fat man was. Some of them had been ridiculed or looked at by Alice in person.

The soldiers who disliked her talked and gloated about her misfortune, while Alice's fans were filled with indignation and vowed to make this fat man who humiliated their goddess look good.

Arriving at the reconnaissance battalion headquarters, the fat man jumped off the mecha and was told by the guards that battalion commander Nadal was holding a wartime intelligence briefing meeting.

After waiting for a short while, the meeting ended. Nadal, a tall man with a thin face, walked out with a frown on his face. He was ready to see what kind of character the lieutenant and company deputy who had been forced to come over from the frontline headquarters had.

"Tian Xingjian, deputy commander of the 1st Company of the Reconnaissance Battalion of the 16th Armored Division of the Federal Aviation Marine Corps, has been ordered to report here. Please give me instructions." Fatty's military etiquette standards are strong.

"Damn it, a fat man came to work as a scout, and he is still a fat man who is greedy for life and afraid of death." Nadal, who had already learned some information from his friends at the frontline headquarters, tried hard to control his disdain for the fat man in front of him.

"Relax, Lieutenant. Please follow me." Nadal turned around and took the fat man into the office.

"Please sit down, Lieutenant, there are chairs over there." Nadal pointed with his finger.

"Thank you, sir." The fat man still had a standard military posture. When he sat down, his back was straight, his hands were placed on his knees, and he didn't look away.

Nadal walked around the desk and sat on his chair, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case on the table, put it in his mouth, took a deep breath, and asked to himself: "I heard that you

Were you a mechanical maintenance soldier before?"

"Yes, sir." The fat man felt a little guilty, and his sharp sixth sense, which had been strengthened through training, showed that the tone of his immediate superior did not seem so friendly.

"I heard that you have been in the special training team? The first special training was for the scouts?" Nadal squinted through the smoke and looked at the fat man with a scrutinizing gaze.

"Yes, sir." The fat man cursed secretly in his heart: "Grandma, it's clearly written in my file, but this guy has to be so weird as to say what he heard and heard."

Nadal smiled slightly and asked calmly: "Since you have received special training and your results seem to be pretty good, why did you become a mechanical maintenance soldier again?"

"Fuck, I can't tell you that I'm afraid of death and don't want to join the reconnaissance company, can I?" The fat man complained in his heart, but he didn't pause: "It's completely a personal interest, sir."

"Interest?" Nadal put out the half-smoked cigarette butt in his hand and shouted angrily: "Lieutenant, war does not take into account everyone's interests. If everyone made choices based on their own interests, I would be a fucking carpenter now.

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"It finally broke out." Fatty wailed in his heart. He jumped up from his chair as if he was electrocuted, raised his head and stood at attention, and said loudly:

"Yes, sir. I'm sorry, sir."

The emotional Nadal jumped up and shouted: "I don't know why the frontline command sent a fat man like you to me. I only know that those inexplicable achievements in your file are bullshit, except for being able to sandwich

Apart from your superior tail escaping skills, I don't think you are qualified to lead a company here because of your fat body! Fatty, I don't care what you have done before, or whether you are still proud to play in the special training team

The results achieved by those children's games, but I want to tell you, there are no people here who gain weight on idle food. Remember, I will only say it once. Remember the full name of this battalion, not the bullshit Reconnaissance Battalion, but the Air Marine Corps.

The 16th Armored Division is directly under the Special Reconnaissance Battalion."

"The only special reconnaissance battalion in the entire federation! Remember? Get out!"
Chapter completed!