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"Well, the place where the incident happened must have been dealt with by them, and it is probably impossible to extract any more materials."

Speaking of which, if that thing is really blood, I just need some samples, maybe I can really extract some from my clothes, especially my sleeve...

After all, I put my whole hand into that gap at that time, no matter how many shots I fired, some blood foam would have to be sprayed, right?

"Oh, it would be great if I knew your exact location earlier, so I wouldn't..."

The guy is still moaning, like this, should I tell him I might have it on my sleeve?

Forget it, let's tell him, I can still cheat some subsidies from him, maybe a new set of clothes or something?

"I said... I might get some on my sleeve."

After hearing my words, Kalinin, who was frowning slightly, looked at my hand with bright eyes again.

"This one."

He even happily grabbed his other hand and began to look at it carefully.

"But don't get your hopes up. Maybe, I mean, maybe there will be a little blood foam on it. You have to know that after all, it was a gun that went in and fired."

"Okay, I get it, I'll take it off for you, but you have to subsidize me with something?"

"Oh, you also want to bargain with me for a piece of clothing, can you be more straightforward!"

"Hey, hey, all I have left is this decent coat that can be worn out!"

Why do you still want to grab it?
"Aren't you afraid that being seen by acquaintances will have a bad influence?"

It seemed reasonable after thinking about it, but Kalinin no longer held on to my clothes.

"It's alright, alright, I'll give it to you, oh..."

If you take it off, it's no fun to put it back on.

"Then at least you can change your coat to me, so you won't let me walk on the street in underwear, right?"

"Oh, what are you afraid of, old man? Besides, what is your underwear? It's obviously a decent short-sleeved shirt. If you wear it outside, you can wear it outside?"

"You're really not afraid of me catching a cold, are you? Don't you just look at the temperature these two days!"

"Then you're not afraid of me catching a cold. I'm an old man, but I'm not as good as a young man like you!"

"You kid, show off your ability to eat soft food, why can't you bear a single piece of clothing..."

As if suddenly thinking of something, Kalinin, who was complaining, stopped abruptly.

"What is eating soft rice..."

He couldn't be talking about Ethelyn, was he?

Let people spend a lot of money all the way, just to buy me a dress?

You really figured it out too!
"You kid is really enviable, everyone around you..."

"What?"

Judging by this guilty expression, there must be something left to say, and he [-]% misunderstood Heidi and me.

He wouldn't think that I would take the initiative to post it as long as I saw it was a rich lady?
This guy!
"Don't force me to grab it?"

Damn, damn it!
"You can't lose face, but I'm different?"

"You dare to take off my clothes?"

"Look if I dare..."

"Hey, wait, wait, wait for me to take out the things in the clothes!"

"Hurry up!"

I made a mistake, this guy's coat seems to be one size too big, it looks very strange when I put it on...

"Young man, why is your body so thin that you can't even support your coat?"

You go to the Imperial Navy and try something that pigs haven't eaten for two years?
"Okay, okay, don't stare at me like that, I've already given you the clothes, what else do you want?"

Humph.

"Speaking of which, do you still have any impression of that pair of power armor?"

As if deliberately changing the subject, Kalinin, who had been walking in front after being chased by me, suddenly stopped, turned around and looked at me directly.

Oddly uncomfortable.

"impression?"

"Well, there is something rather strange."

"Almost all the locks of the armor are welded, which means that if the people inside do not have the help of external equipment, they will basically never take off this equipment."

Kalinin nodded but said nothing, indicating that I could continue talking.

"The appearance of the armor looks like it has been around for some years. Although it is not badly damaged, it is at least battle-tested."

"There seems to be a string of serial numbers on the chest, but it's a pity that it's already..."

"Numbering?"

Kalinin interrupted my words, repeating the word number in a low voice with great interest.

"Can you still remember what kind of number it is?"

"I haven't finished my sentence yet, but it's a pity that it's worn out badly, and with being pressed under me, I can only see a part of it very vaguely."

"Is that so..."

"Then do you still have an impression of what you saw?"

Speaking of which, I squatted down at that time, then pushed his body with my hands like this, and then bent down to look at it...

"Well... I remember..."

It seems to be FE33?

A lowercase character, before it... seems to have no impression. As for the back of the 3, it has been hard to recognize due to wear and tear, but if I guessed correctly, it should be 7. The printed number is only 7 to the left of which there are two Freezing part...

"If I'm not mistaken, it should be something like xFE337 or something."

"Hmm... three characters and three numbers?"

"Are there any lowercase characters?"

"x, x is lowercase."

"xFE337"

Kalinin took out a pen from his chest and wrote the number on the palm of his hand, which was affirmed by me.

"Okay, this is a relatively important clue."

After seeing me nodding in affirmation, Kalinin also happily patted my shoulder.

This... why?
"What is a more important clue?"

Isn't this just a string of ordinary numbers that can no longer be ordinary, even incomplete...

"Hmph, don't you understand?"

"The Union Army, which is the combat armor number used by the Ground Defense Forces, has a fixed format."

"It usually consists of the manufacturing date of the factory number of the place of origin. The place of origin label usually uses lowercase characters, so if you know that there is a lowercase character, then from now on, the following will be the factory number and the date of manufacture."

"Because this kind of equipment cannot pass through customs, and it is difficult to smuggle in batches, it should basically be produced locally on the planet, so it doesn't matter if you can't see the label of the place of origin."

Well, even if you want to verify this guess, you only need to verify whether the last digit of the local origin label is a lowercase x.

"So you only need to search locally for the matching factory number according to the last few digits you see. Even if you don't know the specific date number, there is a high probability that you can trace the same batch of armor."

"clever."

"They are the navy, so it's normal not to know such things, so we still have some initiative in our hands."

they?

we?

Is this guy secretly competing with someone?
Also, it's normal not to know what it means to be a navy, aren't you also a navy?

Am I not in the Navy too?
"Well, may I ask, did you fire us both?"

"Fired what?"

"you……"

"Can you make money by dismantling my station?"

"Gu~!"

Speaking of making money, I feel really hungry now!
Ever since I was taken to Livre and the others yesterday, I was taken away by the student union and ate a boxed lunch, and I never ate anything else!
"Get me something to eat?"

"Why are you talking about this all of a sudden?"

"hungry."

What a simple reason.

"You don't even want to pick it up before a meal, do you?"

This feeling of being seen through made me not know how to justify myself for a while.

Damn it, I'm far from enough to cultivate on the road of shamelessness!
"Okay, okay, then please eat this."

It was just right to say that a vending machine appeared so abruptly on the side of the road, as if it had a silhouette, which attracted Kalinin's eyes.

Would you like me to eat something from the vending machine?

Hey, he won't use that bug cake to harm me, will he?
"Wait, let me tell you first, I don't eat that energy bar made of bugs!"

"Energy bar."

Kalinin smiled at me and corrected my mispronunciation.

It's ridiculous, I've said the wrong vocabulary for so long, but fortunately I haven't said it a few times in total.

"Ding dong!"

"Ding dong!"

"Thank you for your patronage!"

In the blink of an eye, Kalinin had already pulled out two canned objects from the cabinet.

"Here, I promise it's nothing strange."

"Canned food?"

That's the name?

The name of this thing is actually "canned food"?
Is it because my Union language is really bad, or do these words put together have other puns?
"You read that right, he's called 'Canned Food'."

It may be that seeing me holding this tin can and staring at the words on the front in a daze, I realized my doubts.

"Okay... okay."

配料表：水……托兰薯、马铃薯、天铃薯、稳定剂3112、大豆、白芸豆、复合维生素制剂、P45水解蛋白、S23、S25、S26合成动物性蛋白……

What is it...

Why are they all potatoes and beans?
And a bunch of additives and industrial compounds...

"There are only two flavors in total, sweet and salty. The one with the brown label in your hand is salty. Which one are you going to eat?"

Let’s not talk about whether there are only two flavors because the merchants don’t want to do business, but does this thing also score whether it is salty or sweet?
Should I still take a picture and post it on the Internet, with a hashtag of salty and sweet competition?
"I suggest you eat leisurely, because the salty canned food contains mixed minced meat, and the sweet canned noodles are mixed grains."

But if you want to say that there is meat, then I don't care, I choose to eat meat!

Although it is synthetic meat...

"Crack!"

The inside of the can is in an indescribable state, it looks like mud sprinkled with some cheap minced meat, and sealed with a layer of water.

I think I took this can and dug a can in a stinky ditch, which is what it looks like...