Born to be O, to be O to be A

In the region of Liya Star, Colonel Jian Ru, who had been idle for a long time, was furious for a long time. He led a group of old subordinates into the no-man's land in the north of Liya Star. The yellow sand in the sky was mixed with a stench stronger than the smell of earth.

The no-man's land in the early morning has long lost the tranquility of the past. The tens of thousands of miles of desert are dyed red with blood. The fine sand is densely packed with solidified blood clots. The yellow sand has turned into dry red soil. His eyes were blood red.

As simple as taking a deep breath, rust and blood filled the nostrils, staining the eyes of dozens of generals present.

"Colonel! New information from the scouts."

"Say."

"They found the blood clot spelled ... the word."

Jian Ru slapped the air button of the gliding mecha hard, leaped into the air, and the bright red blood clots on the ground coagulated into distorted big red characters——

"Countdown 160"

The red glider was fixed in mid-air, staring at the big characters that were far brighter red than the fuselage below.

"Xu—Jian, contact Lieutenant General Yu." The veins in his temples were bursting, he forced these words through his jaw, and his breath was full of blood.

Xu Kan, who lost his leg on the battlefield in the early years, couldn't get on the mecha. He was a liaison officer in the rear. He closed his eyes and replied in a deep voice, "Yes!"

Nearly 57 galactic people, 23 patrol soldiers, and [-] police officers died overnight on Liya, a total of [-] people.

A thousand lives were lost, corpses littered the field, and their blood completely stained this no-man's land red.

There were corpses all over the place, and there was no other way but to burn them directly. All the soldiers and soldiers who knew about it rushed over, and it took a whole morning to clean up all the corpses.

The fire was raging, and the blue sky in no man's land was dyed red.

Jian Ru tried every means to cover up the matter, but the paper couldn't cover the flames. In the short morning of reporting to the higher authorities, the news had spread in a small area, especially when she found out that her relatives and lovers hadn't returned overnight. The galaxy people found the police station in doubt.

The police station was so busy that countless people called the police and questioned it over and over again. The normally clean police station hall was in chaos.

At the same time, the first major pheromone resistance training was successful, and the interview videos of Jian Jining were released one after another. Jizhen suppressed the news of the death of more than a thousand lives with unprecedented promotional resources, and this gave the Liyaxing Police Station a breather space.

Lin Qinhong finished the matter in a few words, and the 41 people in the office directly clenched their fists, bringing out a bone creaking sound.

"After this incident, we realized how wrong our original estimate of the interstellar thieves was." Lin Qinhong sighed: "They entered the interstellar border as if they were returning to their own home. Disguised to infiltrate, the actions are highly consistent, the team of [-] people seems to be one person, silently."

"Their military operations capabilities, or group combat capabilities, have already surpassed the level of the galaxy."

Quan Zile couldn't help but retort: ​​"Our individual combat capability is stronger."

Lin Qinhong: "The battlefield is a team battle."

Quan Zile froze for a moment, held his breath and remained silent.

Lin Qinhong glanced at Jian Jining and the others, and said in a deep voice: "Our individual combat capability is strong because our mecha scientific research level is ahead of the interstellar thieves, and the philosophy of the research institute in the past was to make our strengths stronger, and we have always focused on Light armor and close combat with extremely strong individual combat capabilities. This is why the last security operation adopted the cooperation mode of five types of mechs, but in the end it still relied on individual soldiers to win."

"Too much reliance on the ability of individual soldiers, this is the drawback of the galaxy army."

Jian Jining asked: "Then what should we do now?"

He looked at Lin Qinhong and asked affirmatively.

In this situation, the military cannot be reformed rashly. The best way is to train a group of troops that can fight against this elite team.

Lin Qinhong didn't go around with them, and said directly: "You 41 people, plus 59 people selected from other major military academies, will train together. The training time will be half a year, regardless of life or death."

He took a deep breath, looked at his students seriously, and said slowly: "This is the last question, don't rush to answer. This training does not count life and death. After the training is successful, there is a 90.00% possibility of directly entering the battlefield. Meet the enemy head-on."

After Lin Qinhong finished speaking, he got up and left the office, leaving them a quiet time to think.

Every mecha fighter is basically ready for battle, but they are only freshmen, and they have only been in contact with mechas for a year, and their mentality has not completely changed at all.Now suddenly tell them that you need to really step on the battlefield and fight the enemy to the death. That is a way of survival that can only move forward and cannot turn back.

Dozens of students who had never really been exposed to combat fell into silence. They looked around in a little confusion, and their arms that had just been erected seemed to tremble.

The pieces of broken corpses, the blood that stained the loess red...

They have to really think about the enemy they are about to face, and whether they can bear the psychological state.

The members of Miya Star grew up in mechs. They were used to hearing the words "war" from their uncles and aunts, and their ability to accept it was a little higher. However, they still couldn't help feeling shaken after facing the cruel reality.

Cheng Zhou looked at Jian Jining, and tried to calmly ask: "Jining, what do you think?"

The dead silence in the office was broken, and dozens of people glanced over, looking forward to find a backbone.

Jian Jining still stood upright, and tilted his head in doubt when he heard this, "I'm participating, I even killed [-] people, and I don't care if there are [-] or [-] more."

The corner of Quan Zile's mouth twitched: "Don't say it so simple and rude?"

Jian Jining shrugged: "It's that simple, if that kind of elite action is their average level, wouldn't we just have to wait to die? I don't want to wash my neck and wait for them to kill me."

Lu Chen smiled, "Yes, it's better to take the initiative than to wait for death."

Chang Qinyi stretched out his arms and hooked Cheng Zhou's neck, who was a head shorter than himself, and said meaningfully: "Cheng Zhou'er, if you don't go, Aunt Cheng can probably raise a knife and chop you into meat paste to make dumplings, and then pour it on you. Some vinegar, spices, salt, and then make a delicious meal of three delicacies dumplings."

Everyone present: ………

Wang Leng felt a chill: "I just finished my meal."

Chang Qinyi swayed from side to side, very proudly.

Cheng Zhou was speechless: "What nonsense are you talking about, did I say not to participate?"

Chang Qinyi: "Then what are you asking?"

Cheng Zhou: "Isn't it good to be active?"

Chang Qin Yi: →_→

Jian Jining and Lu Chen covered their faces and choked, and they and the rest of Li Yaxing stayed away silently, showing that they didn't know these two mentally retarded people by actions.

The rest of the people who were silent couldn't help laughing, completely breaking the dead silence in the office.

The door of the office was not covered tightly, and no specific sound could be heard inside, but a little movement could be heard.

When bursts of hearty laughter came out, Lin Qinhong, who was still pacing, was taken aback. He gently opened the door of the office, and he saw the students standing upright.

Jian Jining stood at the front, seeing Lin Qinhong, instantly suppressed his wanton smile.

He raised his right hand, gave a standard military salute, and said forcefully, "Jian Jining, a light-armored mecha warrior, is requesting to participate in special training. Please show me, sir."

What sounded at the end of his voice was a messy but neat solemn oath——

"Melee mech fighter Quan Zile has requested to participate in special training, please show me, sir."

"The glider fighter Lu Chen has requested to participate in special training, please show me.

"…………"

The names are uneven, the length and speed are different, but they are pressed together wonderfully, which is deafening.Just like the oath swearing under the national flag, it is solemn and solemn.

It was rare for Lin Qinhong to be in a daze in front of the students. He looked around blankly, remembering every student's appearance in his heart.

Facing those sincere and passionate eyes, he smiled suddenly, and shouted in relief: "Good boys! Go back and pack your things, and leave in an hour!"

The author has something to say: Hello everyone, the teaching funder of the second division will perform a dry face rubbing with eyes closed for everyone.

Transition chapter today, return to normal tomorrow and work hard to grow it!