Mecha Star Wars.

As a former special operations member who once suppressed Song Ren and almost became the king of soldiers, the physical fitness and professional ability of the senior special agent Wu Yusen of the Special Operations Office are naturally evident.

Now, the news of the establishment of the Mecha Legion has been officially announced, and the whole world knows this important news.

Although the new mecha has only just begun to take shape, the recruitment and training of mecha pilots is bound to take a lot of time and is being carried out in full swing.

With John Woo's physique, if he wants to participate in the selection, he will definitely be among the first batch of people to qualify and successfully get on the plane.

But he can't.

"Don't think about it." Jin Sichen slowly walked over from behind, "If you want to pilot a mecha, you must first retire and rejoin the military."

John Woo was also delighted to see Hunter Xin. He was so happy that he forgot about this basic condition.

Yes, the selection of pilots for the Mecha Corps is naturally done from within the military headquarters.

Don’t forget, although 800 is a science and technology research institute, it is a subordinate institution of the military ministry.

Not only Song Ren, Li Chunhua, and Jiang You are military personnel, but also technical personnel such as Xie Bisheng, Zhang Zhaojie, and Xia Jing are also military personnel.

The Medical Department is no exception. Doctors Xue and Wu Yi are also in the military.

If it weren't for Lin Fan's special situation, she wouldn't have been able to stay in 800 for so long as a member of the Special Bureau.

This is one of the reasons why Cui Yan always wanted to transfer 800 to Lin Fan.

He is obviously affiliated with the 623 Mecha Squad, but he is also affiliated with the Special Agency.

As the strongest mecha combat power, it is not a person with 800. This fact has stuck in Cui Yan's throat, and he has not given up completely until now.

"Yes, yes, you must be from the military department." Zhang Zhaojie responded and nodded repeatedly.

John Woo was startled, and then laughed again. "Forget it, I'll just stay in the special facility."

When he left the military and joined the Special Branch, he gave up all his past achievements and started from scratch.

Now that I have finally managed to get a high-level special agent in a special service station, I am almost 40. How about changing camps and starting from scratch?

Are you playing?

After all, as you get older, you cannot be as impulsive and courageous as you were at 20 years old, and you have more worries.

Besides, he just donated a large sum of money a year ago, and now he is still poor. He is still counting on next month's salary to make him rich quickly.

Although piloting a mecha makes one feel itchy, life is not just about dreams and distant places.

Moreover, leaving the special agency is not that simple.

Unlike Lin Fan, he could withstand hypnosis.

Thinking about forgetting so many colleagues and friends, especially Lin Fan, the desire to fly mechas dropped again and again.

Look at Song Ren and the others. They are considered to be the first batch of 800 mecha pilots. Are they good enough? How many times can I meet Lin Fan in a year?

Moreover, after so many years, he has long been accustomed to the relatively free working mode of the Special Affairs Office. Then he entered the military department and accepted the strict and upright constraints...

Forget it, it would be nice for him to just stay at the special facility and accompany Lin Fan.

"Nine times out of ten life will be unsatisfactory, just get used to it." Jin Sichen walked next to John Woo and grinned, as if he was comforting but not at the same time.

"Then, can we let him get on the plane and experience it? If he doesn't do it, just go in and experience it? Like I did before?" Lin Fan didn't want to disappoint John Woo and was still struggling.

When Fuguang was first manufactured, she had experienced it on the machine.

I just entered the inside of the rack and took a look at the internal interface and view, but in the end I couldn't do anything due to my physical fitness.

If she can do it, maybe John Woo can do it too?

"This..." Zhang Zhaojie pondered, "Theoretically it's possible, but you have to apply to your superiors for details."

Lin Fan looked at John Woo, and he actually smiled.

"Mecha pilots have to go through systematic training on physical and system operations. It's not that simple." Zhang Zhaojie said seriously, "You have also seen the training Team Song and the others did at the beginning. It was not easy."

Lin Fan smiled and nodded repeatedly, "I know. I just wanted to let him feel the feeling of being wrapped in a mecha. If he still has the energy left, maybe he can move his hands and take two steps without the need for system assistance. , this will satisfy you, right?"

<divclass="contentadv">She turned to look at John Woo for approval.

"Yes," John Woo's eyes flashed as he looked at Lin Fan and smiled so hard that his teeth didn't even come out of his eyes. "If you can, that will satisfy you."

"You have a pretty good idea." Zhang Zhaojie laughed unceremoniously, "Are you sure you can still move your hands and take a few steps? Okay, I'll go back and help you apply to see if the mecha matches the body of an ordinary person. Let’s spend it.”

This was a special case for Lin Fan.

When Lin Fan was happy, she just raised her hands and wanted to go forward and hug Zhang Zhaojie to express her excitement and gratitude, when she saw Wu Yusen hugging him tightly before her.

"Thank you, thank you so much." John Woo said while patting Zhang Zhaojie's back, making a "pop" sound.

Zhang Zhaojie's thin body was hugged by him, like a little chicken, with his neck raised high enough to be exposed from John Woo's shoulders. "You're welcome, no need to be so polite."

"Let go, don't get hurt." Jin Sichen stepped forward, knocked on John Woo's tight upper arm with the back of his hand, and rescued Zhang Zhaojie.

Zhang Zhaojie breathed a sigh of relief and took two steps back.

Looking at John Woo and Jin Sichen, as well as Lin Fan who was smiling behind them, he suddenly understood why Li Chunhua kept talking about them.

Compared to the serious 800, their way of expressing feelings seems to be more direct and passionate.

Such emotions, although sudden, are obviously more likely to infect people's hearts.

"Dr. Jin, would you like to help you apply for a place?" Zhang Zhaojie asked with a smile.

"Me?" Jin Sichen was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting him to be involved, and then smiled again, "Although I want to try it, I still don't need it. My little arms and legs will definitely be impossible to move after I go in. Take action, take two steps."

Although Jin Sichen is not as strong as John Woo and others, he has always maintained fitness and exercise.

According to Wang Fengfeng, his figure is amazing, not as "small arms and legs" as he said. Even much better than most people present.

The point of what he said was actually at the end.

Zhang Zhaojie and Lin Fan laughed, while Wu Yusen, the boss, unhappily hooked his arm around his neck and pulled him down.

"What's wrong with moving your hands and taking two steps? Turn around and watch closely to see if I can move my hands and take two steps!"

Because of Lin Fan's relationship, the intimacy between the two has increased a lot compared to before, and some harmless jokes can be made.

Jin Sichen was a little taller than John Woo, and he was choked by him without any defense, causing his whole body to tilt to the side.

John Woo's arms were like iron bars, and he was not polite just because he was an acquaintance. In other words, he did it on purpose.

Jin Sichen had to bend down and hold on to his glasses to admit defeat. "Okay, okay, move, move, move! Get out of the way!"

John Woo didn't hesitate and let go neatly.

In fact, he himself was not sure whether he could move, but Lin Fan said something to help him. How could he be laughed at like this?

Definitely not! Neither can Jin Sichen!

After Jin Sichen stood up, he immediately distanced himself from John Woo, adjusted his glasses, and straightened his wrinkled clothes.

snort!

These guys use only their muscles and not their brains!

I don’t like playing with them!

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