"What's wrong...yn?"

He asked a question.

Holding your dizzy head, you replied with difficulty:

"The bomb fell and exploded."

As soon as these words were spoken, the others rushed over, anxiously asking what was going on.

Will repeated what you said.

The instructor in charge of drone training walked over and asked you sternly, "Just now, it was one of your men who planted the bomb."

Will didn't speak, and you took the initiative to admit, "It was me."

The instructor's face was stern: "Didn't I tell you that you must check carefully before installing a bomb? YN soldier, if you're not serious, you'll kill your teammates and yourself!"

Upon hearing this, the others exchanged bewildered glances.

Although they didn't speak, you felt a strange pressure, as if you were being blamed.

"Instructor, let's investigate first. It might not be YN's fault."

A female voice rang out; it was Lina.

You look at her, and your heart softens because she spoke up for you.

Will also spoke up for you: "Yes, instructor, I carefully taught YN how to install it. Maybe there are other reasons."

With Will and Lina's support, the others echoed their sentiments, hoping the instructor would investigate the cause before making a decision.

After all, even in routine training, soldiers will face severe punishment if they make a major mistake.

Looking at your teammates who are all speaking up for you, a warm feeling wells up in your heart.

You, who were initially disappointed in your teammates because of Lake and Joseph, suddenly feel a sense of relief.

Although it's just a realistic request, at least they're helping you and proving that not everyone has malicious intentions, right?

"Instructor, I think there's nothing wrong with my operation. Could you please check it first?"

You should also speak up and fight for your innocence.

Under your strong insistence, the instructor had no choice but to agree.

Finally, after careful investigation, it was discovered that the drone's rotating mechanism had come loose.

If the rotating device, which serves as the fixing device for the fixing belt, becomes loose, the fixing belt will naturally become loose as well.

Upon receiving the results, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and then quickly began checking the rotating mechanism of their drones.

You're internally complaining: What brand of drone is this? It's so rubbish!

Finally, the instructor brought over a good drone and let Will continue his training.

I also apologized to you, saying that since it was your first time training, I subconsciously thought it was your mistake.

You watch the drones flying by, praying that the instructor will report this and that the base will bring in a new batch of drones.

After training, you go back to your dorm and quickly apply the medicine to yourself.

Are you really having a run of bad luck? First your shoulder got injured, and now it's your hand's turn!

The impact when you forcefully swatted the bomb away has left your palms bruised.

When Lina came back and embellished the story, you gained the attention of the entire dorm.

Even Blizzard, who had a backache, offered to help you with your laundry.

Vita scoffed at Blizzard: "You patient number 2, you should just stay home and rest."

Blizzard: "What about YN? Her hands are like this, are you really willing to let her do laundry?"

Actually, you think Blizzard exaggerated; it's just that it turned blue, not that...

"I'll help her wash."

Ok?

You turn to look at Vita, no, the calm and mature Vita, you're here too?

Vita said to you with a helpless look, "I think you've been really unlucky these past few days. Do you want to buy something to change your luck?"

Actually, she meant for you to pray to the gods, but considering you don't have a religious affiliation, she suggested you buy some lucky charms to reverse your fortune.

Blizzard raised his hand: "Buy one for me too, just buy one of those Chinese talismans!"

At your recommendation, Blizzard has watched a lot of Chinese movies and TV series, which has taught her a lot.

You explain to her, "Blizzard, many of the talismans online are fake. The truly useful talismans have to be obtained from experts in China... from powerful mages."

Blizzard looked disappointed: "Alright then."

Your phone suddenly rings, and you pick it up to look at it.

Several messages, with Wang Zhiqiang's at the top.

Qiang Ge: Hey sis, I heard you were almost blown up by a bomb? Are you alright? Were you scared?

You immediately typed back: It's nothing, just a minor hand injury.

Fearing he might misunderstand, you quickly added: "I wasn't hit by the bomb, I just bumped into it when I was swatting away the bomb."

The other side replied immediately.

Qiang Ge: He knocked the bomb away with his bare hands, wow, my sister!

After chatting for a few minutes, you clicked on the next person's message.

Simon Riley: These drones will be inspected.

Simon Riley: Safety is paramount during training.

You immediately replied: Okay, Lieutenant! Hopefully, there won't be any more accidents with the drone; today was truly thrilling.

The ghost didn't reply, so you idly browsed other messages.

Open the chat group called "Panda Church".

You took a picture of your hand and posted it in the group chat, then told them about your glorious achievement that day, and immediately got their response.

Su An'er: Are you alright, YN? I recommend you use this ointment.

Then he sent a picture of the ointment.

Dekai: Here it comes, the panda's divine palm strike!

Luke: Dekae, don't get so worked up, that's a bomb!

Dekai: I know, I meant to say she's amazing, quick-witted, thumbs up!

Nick: ......

Chapter 80: New Mission

The group chat was in full swing, and Nick's meaningless pop-up was pushed to the top.

You marvel at how Nicoto really is, just like his name.

His name, when pronounced in Russian, means: nobody.

Even his profile picture was the initial profile picture of the chat software, a virtual, non-existent gray-white humanoid avatar.

Nobody's here, nobody cares...

Just as you were marveling at this, Nicoto suddenly sent you a few private messages.

When you open it, the top part shows three pictures, all of which are of drones, and below that is a message from Nikoto.

Nicole: Which one do you like?

You were stunned!

What does he mean by that? Does he want to give you a drone?

You thought this way, asked him this question, and then got an affirmative reply from him.

Nicole: Yes, pick one.

You: No... Nicoto, why did you send me a drone?

Are we close enough that I can just casually give away drones?

Hey bro, I can call you bro, but you don't have to sell your pots and pans for me!

Nick Tor: These three are of good quality and safe.

He speaks concisely, yet you understand what he means.

He complained that the drones used for training at your base were of poor quality and wanted to send you a better one in case of another dangerous accident.

How should I put it? Is this considered a Russian man's hardcore concern?

You quickly refused: No need, Nicole, you shouldn't give such expensive things to just anyone!

Although it's out of concern, it goes beyond the value of ordinary concern, making you hesitant to accept it casually.

Nicoto, however, felt nothing.

Nicole: Is it valuable? I don't think so.

you:......

Okay, we know you have money now.

Ultimately, you declined Nicoto's kind offer; the gift he considered insignificant was not insignificant to you.

Just as Nikto finished his conversation, Kruger, who had been missing for a long time, also sent a message.

The last time you chatted was when you asked him for his bank card number.

Kruger: Your hand isn't ruined, is it?

You laugh angrily and type: You really want my hands to be ruined?

That damned Android head, his mouth really makes my teeth itch!

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