Mecha Soldier's Notes

Chapter 100 Hat Trick

() On the evening of May 084, 5 in the Gregorian calendar.I remember that night when the moon was dark and the wind was high, everything was silent, not even a wild dog could be seen within a kilometer radius, and the snow on the branches and leaves occasionally fell and made a clear "click" sound, which could scare people every time Had to do a few jumps.

It's a great time to kill and sell.

I stood nervously at the entrance of the cave, looking left and right, circling forward and back, and constantly looking at my watch, restless for a moment.No way, it's the first time in my life to do this kind of 007-style activity, and I always feel ten times more nervous than the first time I get on a mecha.

According to the old cat, someone will come to meet you at one o'clock. At that time, you just need to match the password, and I don't have to worry about other things. But when asked what the most important connection password is, this guy's answer turned out to be "" Don't worry, you don't have to memorize the answer." It's just nonsense.

Damn, what if I can't answer, will it kill me on the spot?

The number on the counter was getting closer to 22, and my heartbeat also rose to two hundred and two.

Finally, the time came, but there was nothing around except the whizzing cold wind, so quiet that I was covered in white sweat.

No, is it too late?

"Tuk Tuk Tuk"

Suddenly, there were three knocking sounds on the tree trunk from the northwest corner, and I subconsciously opened up the jackknife in my hand to be on guard. At this time, there was a sound in the wind, very soft, almost like ghosts, but I still heard it clearly up.

"What level are the girls in the Ministry of Internal Affairs?"

It was almost as reflexive as answering how much does one plus one equal, so I said it all at once:

"Lieutenant Tang Yue."

"Where is the lieutenant?"

"A nice person, a nice heart, and a nice face."

"Why is the lieutenant colonel called Lao Mao?"

"Elvis' hairstyle, Elvis' body, Elvis' style."

"Okay, I'm qualified."

With a yell from the opposite side, more than a dozen people came out of the woods, all carrying small automatic weapons in their hands, and behind them were two stupid civilian work mechs about five meters away.I noticed that although these guys were all dressed as local residents, they couldn't conceal the unique appearance of the orientals and the ability of professional soldiers.

The leader was a strong but somewhat ugly man, a 9mm submachine gun with a drum drum was installed in his hand like a pistol, and he patted me on the shoulder in surprise.

"I thought these jokes were only known by our Ministry of Internal Affairs. I didn't expect you to answer them so smoothly."

"...Stop talking, I'm going to throw up, and you've even heard of it."

I'm about to vomit blood, the old cat and the animal even used this thing as a secret signal, so I don't think I've gone too far.

"It's okay, the lieutenant colonel is just like that, you get used to it after getting in touch with him a lot, oh yes, you seem to be called Chen Xiang or something, it seems that the old cat repeatedly mentioned your name when he gave us the task, it seems I really appreciate you."

The man said carelessly.

Sorry, I don't want to see him at all.

"Secret Service Department of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, Second Lieutenant Du Bei."

The man declares his family name,

"Teaching group, Sergeant Chen Xiang."

When I heard that it was the officer again, I immediately stood at attention and saluted, while Du Bei quickly waved his hands and said:

"Forget it, I'm just a second lieutenant, and I've been a lumberjack here for eight years. If it wasn't for this mission, I probably almost forgot that there was such a thing in the file."

This incident is simply appalling. Firstly, it was not for any national justice, and secondly, it was not for some earth-shattering mission. It was just an insignificant idler who left his parents, relatives and friends, and stayed in the unfamiliar Confederacy. for eight years.

"Hehe, it's nothing strange. We people have neither good brains nor messy social relationships. We can only do these low-end latent jobs. If we throw dozens or hundreds of people into a country at a time, even if we are dug out, it will be useless. "If you get by by chance, you will either remain unknown for a lifetime or take on such low-level porter tasks, but we don't expect anything else, and we are content to be able to help the country."

Du Bei smiled honestly, revealing a mouth as thick as a compressed biscuit.

"After completing this ticket, I guess my mission is over. I can go back to do my filial piety to my mother and father. I haven't been back several times in eight years."

"Hey, don't talk nonsense like 'finish this ticket and go home', it's dangerous."

I warned bluntly.

"Hehe, it belongs to your mecha soldiers, and it can't be cursed by our spies."

Du Bei laughed boldly.

While talking, those "old" agents had already brought a rustic civilian transport vehicle. At this time, the transport mecha, which could hold the strength of ten people, played its role, and loaded the packaged missiles one by one. The whole process took less than 10 minutes. According to Du Bei, they were only responsible for pulling the goods to an inland village, and then transported them back to the country by a dedicated transport plane.

I touched the protruding edges and corners of the missile fins, and I was still quite puzzled. I wondered why the old cat was so awesome at the beginning, why he suddenly became interested again.

It was only later that I learned that the missile technology of the Republic of China had indeed once reached the world's leading level, but in the process of developing the fourth-generation missile, it fell behind in terms of scramjet engines, micro-connecting rod armor-piercing warheads, and multi-mode guidance. As for a long time, no products suitable for mecha warfare have left the factory.

"Okay, then we will withdraw first, and see you later."

A group of people jumped into the car, and Du Bei waved to me. The group of people sat in the car and quickly disappeared into the jungle. It really felt like a group of workers who had finished chopping firewood.

I watched them leave, and then I stretched my waist, which was another arduous task. I was planning to go back to the camp immediately to catch up on sleep. These two days have been out day and night, and my life is worse than that of a night owl. No, it's really uncomfortable.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of mechanical operation in the woods, and the next moment, a row of snowmobiles rushed towards me with the snow and fog all over the sky, and suddenly flicked their tails not far from me, knocking me down. His face was covered in oil-fed snow.

I cursed and pulled out the knife one by one.

"Hey, where is the old cat's account?"

I didn't realize it for a while, and then I saw that there were more than a dozen people coming, all dressed in snow-white robes, with goggles and masks on their faces, and automatic rifles on their backs, they looked like special forces.

But I can swear on my head, I definitely don't know these people.

"What shit, who are you?"

The guy in the lead looked impatient.

"Nonsense, of course I was ordered by the superiors to pick up the goods. Hurry up, hurry up, we are short on time."

At that time, I felt that my blood was almost frozen, and I was so cold that I couldn't breathe for a long time.I stammered and asked:

"Then...well, didn't your people come and get it just now?"

"Stop talking nonsense, there are only so many people in our entire ranger, how could it be possible to come and get it?"

"Your sister," I was anxious at the time, gesticulating with my fingers, "There are also a dozen people, and they were just carried away five or six minutes ago. If you don't believe me, go and see, the cave is already empty."

The team leader didn't look like I was joking, and his face under the mask also changed. He asked in a deep voice:

"Where did they go?"

"Northwest direction, if there are ruts, there should be remnants in the woods"

"I see, damn it, you are so careless! Whatever happens is your fault!"

The team leader angrily pointed at my nose and yelled at me. He immediately jumped on the snowmobile and led his men to chase me at lightning speed in the direction of my finger.

I couldn't care about anything else, so I hung up a call to the old cat in a hurry.

The communication was quickly connected, and the classic "Erquan Yingyue" was still playing on the other end. The old cat's voice was as leisurely as the tune, which made people extremely crazy.

"Hey, Sergeant Chen, don't worry, don't be so anxious about asking for credit. The credit is counted as five or five, ah no, it's four or six, and you are indispensable for bonuses and awards."

I almost vomited blood and yelled into the microphone:

"What a fart, the goods have been cheated away, and now your people are still leading the team to chase them!"

As soon as these words came out, the old cat on the other end almost sat down on the ground in fright.

"Impossible, I received a telegram a few seconds ago, saying that all the supplies have been received, and I am going to the secret of why they were lost so quickly."

"How is it possible that your people didn't just... Wait, what kind of transportation are they using, and are they wearing the fashionable outfits of special forces?"

"How is it possible? This is a covert front and not a street fight. Besides, their public identities are either lumber mill workers in nearby villages or towns, or restaurant chefs. They only received the task notice the day before where to find their outfits. At most, they only have a few civilian cars. It would be nice to have a few broken guns... Hey, what's the matter, make a noise, damn it!"

I cut off the telecommunications so hard that I almost crushed the tempered screen of the pcp.Countless details popped up in an instant: the team leader who didn't give out the password when we first met, the team leader who didn't even mention my name and military rank, the convoy who showed up at least 6 minutes late... Why did I only notice it now, did my brain burn out? ? !

Damn it, being treated like a fool again! ps: I will go back to school tomorrow, and it will take another day on the road, so I will update it

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