Mecha Soldier's Notes

( ) Confederate Army!

God, aren't these guys still fighting against the Treaty Army at sea?Why are you nosy here?

I didn't care about Hugo, who was confused, cut off the communication like avoiding the plague, and beat my head with pcp again and again. Unfortunately, I am not born to be a conspiracy material, and I didn't want to be ugly even if I wanted to break my head.But one result is obvious. If the old cat finds out that I have some inexplicable relationship with the Allied Forces, I will really be doomed.

I had to find someone, and my intuition told me that I was packaged and sold by a certain dealer again.

The communication was connected at an extremely fast speed.

"Hello, Mr. Chen Xiang, what can I do for you?"

Slavic Chinese with a respectful tone came from the other end of the phone. I don't know if it was an illusion. This guy seemed to be getting more and more polite, as if he saw his own father.

"Look for your director, I have something to talk to him about."

Immediately get stuck on the opposite side.

"Uh, I'm very sorry, our director is in a meeting..."

"Okay, actually I asked him to refund the order."

"Don't, don't, Director, Director, don't pretend to be dead in the toilet, it's a big deal!"

After that jingle, a familiar voice squeezed out from the microphone.

"Hehe, long time no see, Sergeant Chen."

I couldn't help but sneer.

"Master Director, why did the meeting go to the toilet?"

"Hey, there is no meeting. I ate too much caviar last night and my stomach has been uncomfortable. My pig's head speaks without thinking. Please forgive me."

The other party accompanied the smiling face.

I was not in the mood to talk nonsense with him, so I said directly:

"Hey, you placed another order from the Allied Army."

"Hey, this...Procedurally speaking, that's right, oh, don't get angry, anyway, the rebels can't pay the final payment, so it's not a bad thing to change to a big buyer."

There was something in Asimov's words, and I couldn't help asking:

"What happened to the Rebels?"

"Of course it's all over. Just an hour ago, the core stronghold of Vyborg was completely destroyed, and all the officers above the company level of the Jaeger regiment were all killed. Now, except for sporadic troops who are still resisting, the battle is over."

I am silent. Although I have fought together, I have always regarded the rebels as business partners. I have not and do not want to make friends with them. Only one country to swear allegiance to is enough, and I am not interested in adding another place on the list that can't even pronounce the name smoothly.

In contrast, I am more concerned about the movements of the Allied forces. I have tried my best to instigate the anti-resistance forces to revolt, and I have spent a lot of money and materials. Not to mention the daily fuel supply of the fleet outside the Gulf of Finland is astronomical. , but they did nothing other than symbolic actions, and watched the rebel army go to perish.

Where did this play out?

"It's all over?"

I asked in a low, nonchalant tone.

"It's all over, and no one should be interested in checking the cause of death of each corpse."

"Now that the war is over, what does the Confederate Army need us to do?"

"Nothing, the customer is very interested in your combat reports all the time. If it weren't for our company never intermediary two customers for a batch of mercenaries, I'm afraid they would have placed an order long ago."

"interest?"

"That's right, the mob who has been patching together destroyed a total of 29 mechas of various types in more than a month, including a big ace. The results can no longer be said to be outstanding, it is simply a miracle, so the big boss has I intend to focus on supporting you.”

Although Asimov didn't say it explicitly, after watching so many first-rate, second-rate and third-rate war dramas, I still sensed what he meant.

"You mean the black army?"

The so-called black troops are the elite armed forces that do not belong to the combat force system, but directly belong to the governments of various countries. Even the activity expenses are calculated with the "black budget". Always dispatch troops to deal with all kinds of inconveniences for the government, and it is often a particularly dirty business, such as massacres, provoking wars, throwing chemical weapons, murder and so on.

All in all, it's a disgusting thing to think about.

Asimov's tone showed some blackness and conspiracy:

"Let me say, Sergeant Chen, anyway, you've been doing this for so long, so you should have gotten used to it. Besides, the remuneration of the Republican Party is really not that good... Sigh, don't people just try to make progress when they live? It's better... ..."

I sneered, and it was cold to the bone.

"It's better than something, put your dog ears up and listen to the beast, no matter how bastard I am, I'm still a bastard who dares to walk sideways, let me be someone else's watchdog, fuck you! You can ask Ask those idiots, they might be happy to eat this dog food,"

The one on the other end is obviously in a state of panic and fury."

"Sergeant Chen, don't forget..."

"Oh, I almost forgot, it seems that my file is still in your hands, you can transfer it to whoever you want, but don't forget, my blood is still hot, and so is my ability to kill."

After spraying people, I cut off the communication all by myself, like cutting Asimov's neck.

Nothing happened all night, and the pcp never sounded again. I also stood in Hong Kong safely all night, but it was a little strange that everyone who was on guard in the past always took the opportunity to patrol from time to time, and often got together to chat for a while. That night I walked around for a long time without even seeing another sentinel, and just once I couldn't easily see his shadow, but the guy turned around immediately.

It's almost like avoiding me, what did I do?

When the time passed to the next day, I found that this situation became more and more obvious. I called breakfast in the cafeteria and sat on the seat. Originally, the crazy abalone Xueba and the others had long been yelling in a circle around the side It's noisy, but I ate half of my meal today, and I didn't even come over.

I was extremely depressed, and the feeling of sitting on the bench was really uncomfortable.At this time, I just saw the spike coming this way, so I quickly said hello to him.

"Hey, why are you up so late?"

Spike gave me a strange look, then walked past me quickly, leaving me sitting there stupidly.

What the hell is going on here?

"It's terrible, you still have the heart to eat here."

Suddenly, a figure flickered in front of him, and the second boss sat down. His originally peaceful face was now full of dissatisfaction as if I owed him 100 yuan.

The problem is that I can't figure it out:

"What the hell is going on?"

"I still want to ask you. I didn't believe what others said before, but last night I felt something strange about it." The face of the big head became more and more ugly, and it seemed to be dripping oil, "Did you I want to squeeze out Tieniu's position in the regiment."

I was taken aback. I have been on the earth for more than 20 years, and I have never thought that such a conspiratorial conclusion will one day be held on my head.

"Fart, how is it possible?"

"Why is it impossible? Tell me about what you did during the hunt for 'Blackbird' the night before yesterday?"

"Is there any problem? I just make the right judgment based on the situation."

My voice couldn't help but get louder, could this be regarded as evidence of rebellion? It's too ridiculous!

Datou interrupted me irritably with a wave of his hand.

"Of course it doesn't count. Tieniu was only very angry at the beginning, but everyone in your Chen Xiang's bad temper group knows that it's normal to say a few words, but what did you shout on the radio behind?"

I suddenly heard something, my radio should still be connected to the public channel at that time, that is, all the members of the teaching group who participated in the battle heard me cursing!

God.

My head "hummed" for a while, and I stared straight at the big head, indicating that there is some bad news, you should finish it soon, and let me die in one sex.

"At first I didn't take it seriously, and neither did the big guys in the group. I thought you were just saying something in a bad mood, but at last night's meeting, I found out that I was wrong." The big head looked at me seriously, honestly People sullenly looked [-] times scarier than usual, "Suppress everyone's speeches, and don't allow anyone to refute my views, and even raised their hands, Chen Xiang, if I hadn't known you for four years, I would really When you are the new regiment leader!"

The sharp speech seemed to stab me, the pain was almost unbearable, and my voice rose an octave:

"What's that? I think I'm right. Is it wrong to persist!"

Many people in the cafeteria were attracted by my voice, but this time, no one stopped me. They just watched quietly, as if they wanted to re-confirm me as a person.

The gaze of being looked at by wearing colored glasses makes people feel extremely uncomfortable and panic-stricken, as if being stared at by a group of strange aliens.

"Then you have the feeling that you have considered Tieniu. He didn't even have a chance to make a decision all night. I will let you talk about everything. Do you still think you are okay?"

The first sentence sent me from the crater to the ice cellar, and I suddenly remembered where the sense of disobedience came from last night: that is, the iron bull who has been setting the tone for the final decision of the meeting has been silent from the beginning to the end , Jump directly to the program of Captain Korninov.

It's over, it's over, I never thought that I would have caused so many troubles unintentionally.

But I still strongly resisted, I think it must be that the fucking guys are out of nervousness, and it is normal for me to be nervous together.

"Okay, it's none of your business, it doesn't bother anyone."

"Boom"

Before I could finish my sentence, Da Tou slammed down the plate, and Congee threw me in the face.The big head twisted the muscles in his face and roared at me ten times louder:

"**** is in the way of me! I haven't been in a good mood for a day since I entered this ghost place. First I sent away Lin Zi, then I sent away Dumb, and then I sent away seven brothers in one breath. Take it easy, the fuck gave the hunk a funeral, I can only watch from head to toe, I feel bad, it's so bad that I'm going crazy, now you're dangling around again, you're so fucked up It's like working alone, you said you didn't hinder me, fart!"

I have never seen the big head speak so rough, obviously he is really angry.

He didn't even clear the dinner plate, and the big head left angrily, and the surrounding sight also dispersed.

I wiped off the oatmeal that was as thick as paste with a paper towel bit by bit, and all kinds of feelings were twisted together in my heart. I can’t tell the specifics, but it’s just uncomfortable anyway, because I obviously didn’t want to do it.

At this time, a big hand was on my shoulder, and I knew who it was without turning around.I said in a muffled voice:

"Sorry, the lesson has already been said just now, so there is no need to repeat it."

Captain Korninov's voice was calm:

"There is only one thing I want to say." <Meng, but it's time to retract the tail, it's too high. "

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