From cannon fodder to sweeping across thousands of stars.

Chapter 354: New Equipment for the Training Team

The four hostages whose necks were twisted by the hanged man were quickly put into special body bags, which were drained of air and piled in the corner of the room.

The Hanged Man looked at the four neatly arranged body bags, then at the shivering hostages in the room, and walked out of the room without saying anything else.

He really had nothing to say about the 'dead', as the final destination of these people was to be put in body bags in the rooms of this underground hideout.

If this remote forest outside had not been developed, it would probably never have been discovered.

Back in the hall, there was a hint of blood in the air. In another room on one side of the hall, the spy who was hiding deep on the Pella IV was dealing with the sheep-like deer.

Looking at the other person's back in the half-open door, the Hanged Man couldn't help but frown under his tactical mask.

The Hanged Man did not have much trust in this spy who was affiliated with the Federal Central Intelligence Agency.

Although the other party came from the "Deep Sea Project" which was intended to infiltrate and lurk deep within the Empire, according to the information obtained by the Hanged Man, except for the first batch of spies, the subsequent batches of spies in the Deep Sea Project did not meet the standards in terms of ability or loyalty.

The Hanged Man didn't know the twists and turns behind this, but from the rumors he heard from the public and the rumors inside the intelligence channel, the Deep Sea Project had basically become a political achievement project for the CIA in the later period.
So when the Hanged Man and his partner Aurora were airdropped onto Pella IV and made contact with this deep-lying spy, he had been wary of her.

At the same time, I don't know whether his ability was not good enough when he was sent abroad, or his "professional skills" gradually deteriorated after a long period of lurking under a disguise. In short, this guy's business level is really worrying.

So the Hanged Man and Aurora finally gave up the idea of ​​asking the other party to cooperate in the operation, and instead asked him to be responsible for some logistical support-related work.

As for the tasks of these two psychic agents, in addition to the conventional tasks of psychic agents such as infiltration behind enemy lines, reconnaissance, and beheading, this time there is an additional important task of secretly operating and intensifying conflicts.

Although this mission is not routine, it is not the first time that the Hanged Man and Aurora have done this.

During a rebellion on a certain planet a few years ago, they and several other groups of psychic agents were airdropped behind enemy lines, inciting emotions among the people and ultimately provoking internal conflicts among the rebels.

Of course, the means at that time were relatively primitive and took more time.

However, this time Atlas' new communication technology and their live broadcast to the whole society, although it seems to restrict the federal forces, actually greatly improves the "work efficiency" of the Hanged Man.

Thinking of this, the Hanged Man also sat on a chair in the hall and began to meditate, while waiting for the return of the Aurora.

My partner was holding a portable communication device in his hand, and he had probably received instructions from his superiors regarding the next stage of the goal.

"I don't know how Atlas will respond. It's quite exciting."
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On the other side, Baninger and others, who completed the mission and conducted a round of infiltration and reconnaissance along the way, also returned to refugee camp No. 5.

After detecting the special infiltration vehicle with optical stealth capability that the teaching team was riding in, Monton, Telak, and the first batch of Roma people from the Second Heavy Combined Battalion who had completed the training, all came to the entrance of the outpost to greet them.

The Maoqius still have a lot of affection for the "instructors" in the teaching team who they haven't seen for a while, and this time the coordinated operations on the battlefield make them even more excited.

It was as if I had proved something to my former teacher.

"Monton, you've gained weight."

This was the first sentence Baninger said after meeting Monton.

"Terak, you have lost weight."

This was his second sentence.

Everyone burst into laughter, and Monton no longer looked like the "ferocious" commander of the combined battalion. Instead, he blushed and began to defend himself.

"Instructor, I'm getting stronger, not fatter!" Terrak, who is usually relatively serious, rarely joked with his good friend.

"Instructor, there is a reason why I lost weight. Every time we eat, Mengton takes most of my food."

"You're talking nonsense! It's only one third!"

"Hahahaha"

At the moment, in order not to affect the fighting of the ground forces and also to avoid alerting the enemy, Amber has not yet revealed the Federation's conspiracy to provoke conflicts, so the morale and internal atmosphere of each unit are still relatively good.

After exchanging greetings with the "old friends" who had not seen each other for a long time, Monton and Telak called everyone in the teaching team to walk into the outpost.

"By the way, instructor, you have another 'package' that has arrived."

"Package?" Baninger was stunned for a moment, then immediately reacted.

"We're finally here, haha. Then take us to have a look first."

Soon, the group arrived at the material distribution area of ​​the outpost base. At this moment, many worker bees were busy coming and going.

Baninger and others also saw at a glance the ten heavy airdrop boxes placed separately in the corner.

At this time, the external insulation layer of these heavy airdrop boxes has been removed, revealing the airdrop box body inside.

"These supply boxes require the instructors' own authority to open, so we will temporarily place them here after we collect them."

At this point, Menton asked curiously:
"If it's so secretive, can the authorities reveal it?"

Hearing his friend's rash remarks, Terrak, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but roll his eyes and then kicked him lightly.

"Monton, please observe confidentiality."

"You made me look at my damn curiosity"

Monton scratched his head embarrassedly, and realized that what he said was a bit inappropriate.

But Baninger smiled and patted his shoulder, not caring.

"It's okay. There's no need to keep this thing secret. It's meant to be used in direct combat."

As Baninger spoke, he walked to the airdrop box with his name on the plate. Soon a red light swept across his body, and then the airdrop box was unlocked.

With a "puff puff" sound of deflation, the airdrop box quickly expanded into a platform like a small workstation, and a heavy power armor painted pure white was fixed in the middle of the platform.

On the racks surrounding the power armor, heavy electromagnetic machine guns, individual charged particle cannons, small electromagnetic reconnection cannons, rocket launch bays, plasma combat halberds and other equipment are also neatly arranged.

Baninger's eyes showed a look that only men could understand, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

"Hahaha! The same model of Boss's 'Crazily Crocodile A3' is finally delivered."

(End of this chapter)