The breeder of the mechanical age

The Milky Way is composed of a sea of ​​stars and countless small stars. It has no gravity at all. As far as the eye can see, it is an enlarged starry sky scene. The new mech division training base is on a small planet, which is located near the blue star. Because it is a waste planet, there is only planet number 103 in the Milky Way. On this planet, there is no oxygen, only a kind of nitrogen. It makes people breathe harder and doubles their gravity. It is precisely this feature that is used by the central military as a training base for new mecha divisions.

Song Shi disembarked from the airship, and was led to the residence. It was a modern building made of sodium elements, which was particularly conspicuous in this barren land.

"About the training, I will explain it clearly tomorrow, but you must remember that whenever you hear the sound of the horn, you must put on your training uniform and gather below." Said to everyone.

"Senior brother, did everyone do the training together?" A boy who looked a year or two younger than Song Shi asked, looking around.

The team leader frowned, and said in a cold voice, "This is the training ground of the 32nd team. There are only people from the 32nd team. You are from the second team of the 32nd team. Brother Han Zang will be your team leader in the future. He doesn't like to ask too many questions. people." For the recruits, he was still a little caring, and after saying some instructions, he walked away with a high hand.

Song Shi glanced at his dormitory card, walked towards the second room on the right, swiped the crystal card, and the door opened. This is an independent dormitory with a bathroom, kitchen, bedroom and living room. Everything was ready, Song Shi took Song Ying in, closed the door, and loosened the strict military uniform.

Not long after taking a break, the door was knocked twice. Song Shi opened the door wearing slippers, and found that it was the boy who had just asked the team leader.

Song Shi asked, "Is there something wrong?"

The boy smiled brightly, "No, isn't this just here, everyone is familiar with it, now, my name is Lu Ming, how about you?"

"Currently only numbers can be used here." Song Shi smiled at this overly bright face, and pointed to the number plate on the bedroom door, reminding him of some warnings that Team Leader Han Zang had said, "Number 1075."

The boy named Lu Ming stuck out his tongue, and looked around secretly, "I almost forgot about this, hehe, fortunately you reminded me, otherwise the captain would find out, and I don't know how to punish him." Lu Ming Thinking of what he just heard, some people refused to accept Han Zang's words and were taught a terrible lesson. As for how miserable it was, you could tell from everyone's gloomy and trembling faces, so he was very serious about that little boy who had only met once. The captain was still in awe.

"I'm number 1087, hello, by the way, everyone on this floor is in the living room, talking about a get-together, you should go too, and I'll inform the people in the next bedroom." Lu Ming said After finishing, he waved his hand to Song Shi, signaling him to go quickly.

Song Shi rubbed his temples, feeling a little headache, closed the door, and said angrily to Song Ying who was doing push-ups in the room, "What are you doing? Waste of energy."

Song Ying gave him a sideways look, and raised the corner of his mouth, "Sit up." He raised his lower jaw backwards.

"No time." Song Shi said perfunctorily, trying to bypass Song Ying, but he didn't think about it. He tripped over that man's foot and almost fell to the ground. He was furious and glared at him, "Don't be soft-hearted. Throw me to the ground." Song Shi said viciously, with a smug smile in his eyes, he flicked off his slippers, stepped on Song Ying's calf with the soles of his feet, and walked from his calf to his back step by step. Song Shi curled his mouth, "How's it going? I can't help but say a word." He bounced a few times while talking.

Song Ying lowered his head and said, "I'm going to start moving."

Song Shi was taken aback for a moment, feeling that the muscles under the soles of his feet suddenly tensed, and the place where his feet landed was a little hot. Because of Song Ying's up and down movements, Song Shi almost staggered and fell down.

"Hey, stop, I want to come down." Song Shi was not used to this kind of ups and downs, the force was out of his control, and he panicked, "Ah!" Song Shi's foot was caught by Song Ying's empty other hand Catch him, and let out a momentary cry.

"Come down after I'm done." Song Ying's tone was smiling, and his rough palms rubbed against Song Shi's ankles, feeling a little numb and itchy.

Song Shi, who couldn't move, couldn't help but think, next time he must buy high socks!

When Song Ying let go of his feet, Song Shi couldn't help but rubbed his calf again, and said in an unhappy tone: "I'm going to go over there, you stay here."

Song Ying shrugged his shoulders noncommittally, Song Shi put on his coat, cast a glance at him before going out.

When I arrived at the large living room, I found that there were quite a lot of people there. Most of them were sitting at the extended dining table, chatting in groups of three or four, and the antique fireplace on the side exuded a warm temperature.

Lu Ming saw Song Shi coming at a glance, and ran over immediately. The child looked like a talkative and outgoing person, and within a short while, he met a lot of friends around him.

"Here, let me introduce you. This is number 1075. He's such a nice guy. He reminded me to call the number." Lu Ming spoke eloquently, and then introduced Song Shi's friends around him.

"Hello, the number is pretty easy to remember. We have a total of 100 people on this floor, from 1003 to 2003. As long as you match your face, it's as easy to remember as your name, hehe." The person who spoke was a square face 25 six men.

Song Shi nodded. Mecha masters are more spiritual than ordinary people. It is easy to memorize names and numbers. After greeting each other, Lu Ming began to talk about him with his new friends. own business.

From Lu Ming’s mouth, I know that the man with a square face, number 1033, is from a small island and was selected after layers of selection, while the shorter man with a firm face is number 1045, from a metropolis slightly inferior to Kyoto. From the way he talked and talked, he could tell that the family conditions were very good, and the last one was a boy who was about the same age as Lu Ming, number 1046, a little shy and handsome, Song Shi thought it was very pleasing to the eye, and Lu Ming was from Kyoto.

After a few words, Song Shi understood most of them. After a while, the huge clock on the wall of the living room rang twice, and many robots walked in from the door, with plates in their hands. It seemed that someone had already ordered. It's time for dinner.

Now that someone had ordered, Song Shi naturally finished eating before leaving. Song Shi didn't have the time to get to know everyone in a large living room with 100 people, so he said goodbye to Lu Ming and the others and went back to the dormitory.

Just as he expected, Song Ying pawed at the door, Song Shi saw a layer of resentment on his expressionless face, what is the resentment?Naturally, there is no food to eat.

Sighing, Song Shi walked to the kitchen resignedly, and looked in the refrigerator. There were quite a lot of vegetables in it, and he quarreled about two dishes casually, which finally pleased Song Ying to serve him.

The base was originally considered for mech masters with mechs, so there are two bedrooms in the whole room. Song Shi wanted to send Song Ying to sleep in one, but for some reason, Song Ying had a special opinion on sleeping. His insistence, but then again, which of his insistence was overthrown by him?

After thinking about this, Song Shi realized that he was extremely lacking in majesty!

In the middle of the night, due to the exhaustion of the past few days, his consciousness was a little drowsy. In his sleep, his shoulders were pushed a few times, and he narrowed his eyes vaguely, "Uh~~"

"There is the sound of the horn." Song Ying helped the person who was still half asleep and half awake, and the limp person leaned against his arms without strength, and rubbed the other person's eyes, although he liked that person very much now He looked weak and could be bullied, but if he missed the sound of the horn, the training might not be easy this time, and he couldn't help but rejoice in his heart, fortunately he slept with him, otherwise this person would really have missed it.

Proud of this, Song Ying felt that he should be rewarded. Hearing the increasingly fierce horns in his ears, Song Ying hooked the corners of his mouth, lowered his head, and gnawed at the man's upper and lower lips that were a little hot from sleeping.

Feeling more and more stuffy, Song Shi waved his weak arms against Song Ying's chest, and his consciousness began to wake up wobbly, "Ah!" He yelled, "How long has it been blowing?"

Song Ying let go of her soft lips, satisfied, and thought for a while, "One minute."

1 minute?Song Shi's eyes darkened for a moment. Even though the night was also dark, he felt that his mood was even darker. He jumped off the bed with a mournful face, and his movements were so neat that he couldn't see the sleepy appearance just now, "Why don't you Wake me up early!"

"I yelled, but you didn't wake up, but you should be lucky, I heard it." Song Ying put his hands behind his head, very leisurely, licked his lips, his eyes were bright.

"Yes, I'm glad." Song Shi said viciously. Although he was in a hurry, he quickly put on the training clothes, turned around and closed the door with a bang.

Because mechas will only appear on the training ground during mecha combat training, so the rest of the training will not be accompanied by mechas. Many people are not used to this, after all, they spend most of their time with mechas. The armor is in one piece.

Hurriedly arriving at the open-air training ground, Song Shi noticed that there were a lot of people, and the one standing at the front was Han Zang. Even in the dark, his face could be seen to be very gloomy and serious at the moment.

"The horn will be played for another half a minute. If anyone who has not arrived after half a minute, run around the training ground until tomorrow morning!"

Many people in the bustling crowd have already exclaimed. The training ground is more than five times that of the airship ground. Even if you run around, you will be exhausted. Tone, but before they had finished their tone, Han Zang's words came again.

"If there are more than 100 people who are not present, then the rest will run to me until tomorrow morning!"

The author has something to say: (╯-╰)/(╯-╰)/I'm lazy, sorry!