Edge of the Apocalypse Chapter 1283: Coming back [add more]

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"Stand up, soldier!"

He shivered and got up quickly. (? [{[BiQuKu{〉 In the shining sun, he barely saw a figure. The opponent kicked him, cleverly, and only caused him to fall without any substantial damage. After he fell, he barely saw a figure. , Stand up immediately, or else it won’t be another kick.

Only then did he see his instructor, a captain who was over fifty years old. The potential is limited, but the experience is rich, has been to the chaotic battlefield once and survived. For a character like this, promotion is hopeless, but recruiting recruits is more than enough.

Including him, there are another thirty soldiers here. They are all new recruits who have completed three months of regular training. Today, I went to the surface for actual combat exercises, and the leader of the team was naturally their instructor, the old captain Mitch.

"Listen, the rest time is over. Now I am all moved. You must arrive at the designated place before sunset. The whole process is rushed, and there is no need to come back for the soft guys who are left behind. Go home by yourself and take the kids. , The army is not for you." The captain's mouth foamed, reflecting the bright and fiery sunlight on the surface.

After briefly checking his equipment, he and his colleagues set off. They walked on this day and arrived in a small town before sunset. This town is their actual combat site. The residents of the town have already left. Now the town is occupied by an armed mob. Intelligence shows that there are about 30 people in this armed group, with weapons such as rifles and infantry missiles. Regardless of quantity or equipment, it is almost the same as this recruit team.

The difference is that on one side is the rabble on the surface, and on the other side is the well-trained federal army.

As night fell, the captain gave an offensive order, and the town was quickly illuminated by the flames of guns and bombs.

The battle went smoothly. After more than an hour, the army he belonged to annihilated the mob group, but he had also paid five lives. He and a dozen other people were injured, but when the medical soldiers accompanying the army took out a warhead from his arm, instead of twisting his eyebrows, he laughed happily.

Supper was going on in the town. Even though he was injured, he was still in good spirits, and even sang the song of dawn around the campfire with other soldiers. At this time the instructor came over and looked at them and said: "You did a good job, but don't be proud. This level of battle is still injured, indicating that you have not trained enough. Start to increase the amount of training tomorrow!"

The recruits were all weeping.

But the captain said again: "But tonight, you can have a good time. I just brought a few bottles of wine, it's cheaper for you guys."

It was the first time he saw the instructor laugh after three months of enlisting in the army. Originally, he thought the captain was a staid old man, but he changed his mind tonight. Mech drank and talked with them, and left the military base in Babylon. Even the captain seemed to be relieved a lot.

"Sir, I heard that you have been to a chaotic battlefield. It must be very exciting, right?" A soldier asked yearningly.

Meki cursed and said, "Exciting fart, do you think I want to go? When I was young, the surface environment was worse than it is now. At that time, there was almost nothing to eat. I heard that I was in charge of the soldiers. Fan, I went to sign up and entered the army. I thought about going to the surface garrison to eat and eat. I didn’t expect that I just hit the federal expedition, so I was transferred to the chaotic battlefield."

"That kind of place, I don't want to go a second time."

The old captain took a sip and asked, "What about you, how do you want to be a soldier?"

So the soldiers gave a bunch of different reasons, and finally Mack asked him that he was the most taciturn among the recruits. But when asked about Mitch, he was happy to share his original intention with the instructor.

"I want to change the world." He said, "Why are the resources of the Federation in the hands of a limited number of people? Why do people on the surface have to go hungry, but the children of the nobles have bread and milk to eat. Even they There is too much food to eat, and throw it away as garbage. All this is too unfair, I want to change it and change the world!"

The captain looked at him in surprise, his expression obviously did not expect this dull guy to have such a big ideal in his heart. After a while, the captain patted his shoulder and said: "Your idea is good, but I want to tell you, kid. Soldiers can't change these. We are just a chess piece. No matter how big or small the rank is, we can't change this fact. The only difference is the location."

"But no matter where it is, a chess piece is a chess piece. A chess piece cannot change the chessboard. Only the player who plays the chess can do it." Mitch looked at him and said, "If you want to change the world, then Try to be that chess player, and be the president of the Federation, kid."

"Oh, by the way, what is your name?"

He replied: "Mobit, sir!"

"Mobit, it sounds like the name of a big man in the future." Mitch laughed.

The words of the instructor were still in his ears, and he opened his eyes. It turned out to be a dream, perhaps a memory. He remembered the years when he first joined the army and the ambition he had never forgotten. But now, he can do nothing. Because he was immersed in the life-sustaining base fluid of a biochemical tank, because there were twenty-four catheters stuck in his body. Twenty of them are regularly delivered to him with nutrient solutions, and the other four are for delivery of tranquilizers and new-type drugs that are depressive sources.

He is now like a stranded fish, with a pool of water next to him for his livelihood. He couldn't die, but he couldn't return to the sea.

"Let me out!" He slapped the cover of the biochemical tank, but he knew it was all in vain.

He just wanted to vent, nothing more.

As he patted the cover humming, he suddenly saw the light outside come on, and then a chubby figure appeared. He knows this person naturally, speaking of which this fat man has many identities. He is the Minister of Finance of the Federation, his best friend, and a senior member of the Guangyin Society.

He will become a stranded fish, thanks to the fat man.

And he is still alive, it is also the fat man's credit.

So he doesn't know how to look at this fat man, this man named Alstai now.

Alstai wiped his forehead with a handkerchief, as if walking a few steps like this would make him sweat, but he in the biochemical tank knew that it was just a disguise. In fact, this fat man is a master, an out-and-out master. At this time, the communicator in the trough turned to a green light, and he yelled at the communicator: "Let me out."

In this sentence, he didn't know how many times he called in the past days and nights, but the answer he could get was always "not yet time". Originally, he didn't expect Alster to change his mind, but this time, the fat man nodded and said: "I'm here for this, Mobit, the time has come."

"When you return!"

He began to think that he had heard it wrong, and when he saw Alstai busy operating on the brain on one side, the catheters inserted into him were put away one by one, including the four conveying tranquilizers and depressants. catheter. Then the life-sustaining base liquid in the biochemical tank began to drain from the water outlet below, and the upper circle of spray nozzles sprayed clean water to wash his body. After the cover of the biochemical tank was lowered, he confirmed that all this was true.

Then he considered whether to punch the fat man first, but in the end he held it back.

Alstai looked at him and said, "I thought you would run out and beat me first."

He nodded: "I do, but considering your skill and my condition, I want to save this meal for later. So now, tell me why I changed my mind. What does it mean that the time has come? "

"It means literally, old friend, your chance to come back is here." Alstai said, "But before that, I suggest you change your clothes before having dinner. I have already ordered The kitchen is ready, we can chat while drinking later."

He was silent: "Coming back, what kind of identity is coming back. Now I am a ghost to the outsider."

"No, only Alan and Vincent would treat you as a ghost. But for more people, President Mobit left at the end." Alstai said solemnly: "So after your comeback, of course you Still Mobit."

"It sounds like something interesting happened to the Federation recently." He touched his chin and said, "You have to prepare a razor for me. I don't want electronics."

"Of course I know."

ps: I owed the "three years and three years" chapter of the rudder master's change before, and I still go!