Mecha Soldier's Notes

"Son, I read the news today that your military base was bombed and many people died. Are you alright?"

This was the first sentence my mother said after I got through the call. Her tone was tense as if she had a heart attack, and I felt uncomfortable listening to it.

"It's okay, it's okay, how can I talk to you when something happens, I hide quickly when people are fighting, and I don't lose a single hair."

I panicked based on the prepared lines, but my mother obviously didn't believe it.

"Then why did it report on TV that you became a battle hero? Don't say that you ran away with the medal. Even the reporters came to the door today. You kid went directly to the battlefield!"

I became dumb immediately, and I scolded the Propaganda Department in my heart for how efficient it is, you're going to die in two days at the Evening News.

It seems too famous is not a good thing.

"Son, if you really want to go to war... you still have to retire. Medals, military ranks and so on, our family is not rare, we only have your son, if you die, you really have nothing."

The mother's tone was very worried, as if she was hanging a weight with worry, she was up and down.

I felt very uncomfortable, so I had to answer vaguely first.

"Oh, let me see."

Putting down the pcp, I took a long breath, and suddenly felt like I didn't know where to go.

Just as the old cat thought, the Satsuma army refused to admit it, claiming that these weapons were illegally leaked from the local industrial enterprises, and the personnel were all retired soldiers from the Satsuma army, which had nothing to do with Satsuma itself. They are all illegal armed forces that do not represent any position or interest, but as the former affiliate of these weapons and mecha soldiers, the Satsuma government expresses deep apologies and regrets to the victims of the Republican Revolution...

I'm sorry for your mother, I'm sorry for your mother, sooner or later I will kill your mother to pay for it!

On the afternoon of the day we received the call from home, on behalf of the Republican Party, we went to the airport to pick up the plane and welcome the "new force" in Lao Mao's mouth.

Because of the attack that just happened, the atmosphere at the civilian airport is still tense. Not only are there heavily armed guards deployed, but about a company of infantry fighting vehicles are patrolling, which is really exaggerated.However, if the Satsuma army really frenziedly airdropped several companies of mech soldiers to force a breakthrough, this force cannot be stopped no matter what.

With our military uniforms and certificates, we were allowed to pass through a simple facial scan and number verification at the door, but everyone else was in beautiful navy blue or pure white uniforms, and I was the only one in a gray training uniform, like It was a beggar who was mixed into a group of senior staff, which was very conspicuous.

"Hey, Boss, why do I always feel that...someone keeps looking at us?"

Fat Tu asked strangely.

"Nonsense, there is nothing you can do to be handsome."

Ya Ge stroked his hair chicly, and smirked at the beauties.

We rolled our eyes together, what the hell, I've seen shameless people before, but I've never seen someone so shameless.

A group of people sat down in the waiting hall with a "crash" and looked at their watches to find that they had arrived early. The foreign aid was scheduled to come at 06 o'clock, but it was only 30:[-] now.Everyone chatted for a while, feeling very boring, and the lunatic and I proposed to buy some snacks, and the grandsons were polite and yelled at us for more blood.

The supermarket at the airport is huge, but it’s also very expensive. The unit price is almost three times the price outside. Nestle sells Starbucks prices, but the two of us got a lot of bonuses a few days ago, and the lunatic was even promoted to the entire teaching group for the first time. The captain mecha soldier with the highest rank in the village originally meant to treat a guest.

"Hey, old man Chen, join the navy."

Just as I was throwing drinks and potato chips into the plastic shopping basket, the lunatic suddenly said something out of nowhere.

I find it strange because the madman never cared about this before, but I also know that the madman is straightforward and never keeps his words in his stomach.

"Yeah, why did you say this all of a sudden?"

"In the defense of the military port, I feel that the combat power of the Republic of China, especially the front-line combat power, is really insufficient. If a major war breaks out, just a few of our naval mecha soldiers will not be enough," the lunatic looked into my eyes , with a very serious expression, "Chen Xiang, as the front line of the confrontation between the Japanese and Satsuma armies, the navy urgently needs to replenish its combat power."

What the lunatic said was very frank and solemn, and I couldn't help but smile wryly.

"Brother, you are also a fighting hero after all."

"I'm not as good as you. I've seen the battlefield, and I've seen the mechs that were killed. I'm not as good as you. I just use the fiercest firepower and the most violent means to smash the enemies one by one, and your attack not only Ruthless and extremely accurate, the attack range is always locked on the vital points, the body looks basically intact, but in fact most of them are not even worth repairing, to be honest, I was really glad that I was your comrade in arms at the time."

I don't know whether to laugh or cry, why do I sound like a demon king in the world.

"Okay, okay, I'll think about it as soon as possible."

The two of us went to the counter to check out with two baskets full of snacks, but the cashier didn't rush to swipe the barcode, but stared at us like a demon.

"Well, are you Captain Chen Xiang and Captain Lin Zifeng?"

I peeped face to face with the lunatic.

"Yes, what's the problem?"

As a result, the girl who was about the same age as us got excited at that time, jumped up from the chair, first took my hand and shook it, and then shook the lunatic's hand, and then she was equally dumbfounded to the side. Companion greeting.

"Well, I said I read it right, but you still say no?"

"Stop, stop, sorry, miss, we don't know you."

"Of course. After all, you are heroes. We are just ordinary people. It is enough for us to know you."

"Ah, what a hero..."

As soon as I looked up, I happened to see the morning newspaper hanging on the container. The faces of the lunatic and I were hanging on the first page for people to admire. Who took the picture in ps, the styling is overdone!

The lunatic touched his hair in front of the large full-length mirror by the counter, then looked at the photo again, and sighed:

"What the hell, why did he become handsome again?"

I decisively kicked him away so as not to ruin my glorious image.

"Oh, right."

The cashier frantically took out a pcp, switched it to the handwriting mode and pushed it over, his face flushed and he said embarrassedly:

"That...can I sign it?"

"...my handwriting is ugly."

"It's okay, it's also called personality if you are ugly and different."

"………it is good."

My dog ​​scratched the ground and signed, and the lunatic came over to write a word, and the cashier carefully put it into the background for storage. It can be said that my first fan was born.

We returned to the waiting room with snacks, and we continued to chat nonsense while eating and drinking, discussing whether to give this group of foreign aid a blow, or put on a smile and make friends, in case the other party is a really awesome person , wouldn’t it be a bad thing if you can’t hold back the scene? In the end, Tieniu set the tone for this multinational mecha soldier meeting: drink the wine first, and let’s talk after drinking it.

The implication is to look at each other's character while drinking.

An hour and a half passed quickly, and counting the time, the special plane for those people was about to arrive.

Suddenly, there was a whole din at the exit of the passageway. We cheered up and looked over there immediately. We saw a row of more than a dozen foreigners in fancy casual clothes, with round-edged fur, and carrying travel backpacks. Crackling people stepped in from the airport, with the demeanor of a foreign tour group, especially conspicuous among a bunch of oriental passengers.

I felt the expression on my face stiffen in an instant. I don't know many foreigners, and there are only a dozen wrench fingers, but the world is so small, and I know all of the dozen foreigners in front of me.

Strictly speaking, these guys are the mercenaries of the 213 youths I once led - the Vyborg Shooters United!

Nima, the new force that the old cat mentioned is this group of people?So discerning.

At this time, they also saw our conspicuous group of people. The idiot Hugo ran over first, gave me a big hug and shouted excitedly:

"Oh, it really is the captain, I said you will definitely be there!"

We were the only eastern troops fighting around Vyborg back then, and my actions had clearly indicated my affiliation. As long as these guys had some intelligence sources and brains, they wouldn't fail to analyze my true identity.

But now is obviously not the occasion to talk about such bad things.

"Team...captain?"

Everyone looked at us with question marks.

I smiled awkwardly, and then threatened in Hugo's ear:

"Damn it, come back to me quickly, or I will kill you."

Hugo shivered for a moment, this guy is not stupid, he immediately knew that he had slipped his tongue, so he quickly pulled me in front of him to look around.

"Oh, captain, why have you lost weight, alas, why have you changed your figure, oh, sorry, I mistook the person, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Hugo let go of me with regret on his face, and retreated into the queue.

Although this opening remark was simply inexplicable, the members of the teaching group also saw that these mercenaries were relatively easy-to-talk people, so everyone quickly met each other.

Taking advantage of the time, I secretly pulled Hitler aside.

"Hey, didn't I tell you to go home and live a good life? Why did you die and make trouble again?"

Although he was dressed like a foreign tourist, Hitler's answer was very orderly and awkward.

"Although we tried it at the beginning, even in a peaceful environment, our hearts are always restless. When we are in war, we are afraid, but at least we still have a sense of direction. When we suddenly leave the gunpowder and the mecha, we feel something. It’s not a thing anymore, and the life is very empty, so once Hugo called, the old team of the Viborg Shooters United was set up again.”

I am silent.I didn't scold Hitler or Hugo either, because I have felt this way too.

It is indeed very empty.

Well, you can do whatever you want, I have one last question left.

"Speaking of whether you can do it or not, it's possible that Asimov introduced you to cheat money again. Let me tell you in advance that I don't have so much time to take you with you in the Republic."

Speaking of this, Hitler's rigid face rarely showed a smile, a proud smile.

"Captain, there is an old saying in the East that goes, 'Three days after a farewell, we will treat each other with admiration'. We are no longer the rookies we were back then. You can rest assured."

I couldn't help laughing, good boy, the wings have grown a lot after not seeing him for a few months, and he dared to play a big knife in front of "Grey Smile".

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