Mecha Soldier's Notes

() Nothing happened all night, except that I couldn't sleep because of tossing and turning.

After running cao the next day, Captain Korninov gathered a few of us and asked us to search an area ten kilometers northwest. If I remember correctly, it was the firefighting area last night.

It seems that there is still a sensible person who did not sleep to death.

Three [Depp] set off, and the captain took me and Spike each to drive one [Lavoking] to provide cover in the air.I know that there is no danger in this place, and Captain Korninov has been tested for a long time, so both of us are indifferent, but when the others heard that there might be enemies, they were nervous and appeared several times Enemy false report.

A more depressing situation is that the search direction of the land combat mecha below keeps deviated from the coordinates. I clearly know the route, but I can't open my mouth to say it clearly. I am scratching my heart and worrying in the cockpit.

So, I think it's time to "mention" them.

"Hey, Mr. Kuai, there seems to be something wrong in your direction at three o'clock."

Mr. Cai was obviously taken aback. I saw his landline jump out after a click, circling around with the armored machine gun, and almost knocked over the unprepared Xueba.

"Where, where, where exactly?"

Spike also expressed doubts.

"Father Chen, you read it right, I didn't see anything."

In fact, I didn't see anything, so I had to talk nonsense.

"Oh, just now, I saw someone showing his face from the forest several times. It's strange, why is it gone now?"

At that time, there was a layer of fog on the ground, and our flying altitude was not low. It would be strange if we could see something clearly. Generally, we should go to see it regardless of whether it is true or not, based on the battlefield principles of believing what is true or not.

However, Dao Ting is a dead man, and after looking hard for a while, the telegram was confirmed.

"I didn't see anything, Mr. Chen must be wrong."

Please, you can't pretend I'm right!

I immediately swore and swore that I must have been right, there were indeed suspicious elements, and if there was a mistake, I would clean the floor of the hangar for three days. ,

In the end, Captain Korninov, who had been silent all this time, made a decision:

"Just go and have a look."

[Lavokin] turned first, and [Depp] also began to change the route, inserting obliquely into the area where I fought yesterday, and then, as expected, I heard the scream of Master Cai:

"Damn, what's going on here, brothers, come down quickly, something serious happened."

We descended immediately and saw dead bodies all over the place without any surprise.

Captain Korninov's face was a little heavy, and he ordered two [Depp] alerts, and others searched for valuable information on the corpse, so everyone had to endure the numbness of their scalps in the already frozen as hard as a rock. On the corpse, although my sensitivity to the dead objects has dropped to the same level as seeing pork and mutton, I still tried my best to pretend to be unbearable to help search.

The result was similar to what I checked yesterday. They didn’t have anything useful on them. Weapons are also very common in the market. I can only tell from the faces that they are all oriental.Seeing that it was almost time, I cleared my throat and prepared to say the lines I had prepared all night.

But I didn't expect anyone to be faster than me.

"Sir, bury them all. Although I don't know what they do, at least... they can be regarded as our compatriots."

Master Kuan hesitated to ask.

Captain Korninov glanced at him, then at the corpses all over the floor, and finally nodded.

Even if there are so many people digging a hole together in the ice and snow, it is a big trouble. Fortunately, at this time, the mecha has shown good general-purpose performance. When the huge manipulator digs out a big hole with a square of two meters, one digs in front. The other one carefully placed the corpses in the back to fill the soil, as if doing assembly line work.What would have taken at least one platoon of people an hour in the old century, we did it in 5 minutes.

Looking at the slightly raised clods on the snow, I let out a long breath. Although I can't take them home, I can at least ensure that they don't have corpses in the wilderness and become rations for wild beasts.Thinking of this level, the guilt in my heart was slightly relieved.

Unfortunately, I can't salute them, although I would love to.

If there is no accident, their remains may be buried here for tens or hundreds of years.

If nothing else, their files may have recorded "disappearance" for tens or hundreds of years.

The thought made my throat feel like I was choking on a fishbone.

For the teaching group who were completely unaware, this was just a small episode after dinner. After all, it was during the war, and it became normal for any weird things to happen.Although the smarter people realized that the appearance of these mysterious compatriots might have something to do with some secret front that went viral on the military bbs, but soon no one cared about it.

Because right now we are competing with one of the greatest enemies, and this enemy is called "hunger".

The first manifestation is that the daily food ration is getting less and less. Although it used to be a messy pile of rubbish, at least it is still full, but in the past two days, the food is still junk food, and the ration has dropped to [-] grams per person. Left and right, it is not enough to feed cats let alone people.

You don't need to think about it, you know it was Londnev's idea. After the Slavic ** was repaired, this guy's attitude towards us not only did not improve, but became more and more frenzied. It is probably because he was so angry that he had nowhere to vent his anger. on.

The dedicated captain earnestly received a telegram from the headquarters to inquire, and the general's reply was as follows:

"I don't know if the supplies are tight recently, Captain, let your monkeys eat less and exercise more. Don't take in too much fat and cholesterol. This is for their own good. Oh, yes, I almost forgot that you are not a monkey." , then as a breeder, I will add a few more meat bones to your share."

"By the way, is there any news about Gray Smile? No, okay, let's just say that, Captain, monkeys can do somersaults anyway, and if your helpers can't even be turned somersaults, I will have to eat according to the standard of pet dogs." .”

I can swear on my character, the whole text has not been changed a word.

So the negotiation was interrupted, and the rabbits began to find their own way.

The next few days will be a boring cruise in every possible way. To be precise, it is to look for the legendary leader of the rebel mech unit "Grey Smile". With the mecha flashing out like a night tour god, doing a night cruise that can be called hell for a rookie, it deviated from the course several times, almost ate the shells of the friendly army, and was even forced to stop as a spy plane. After hearing our purpose Afterwards, the bears, no matter men, women, old or young, high officials or small, all looked like they had seen a ghost, and hurriedly drove us all out like they were chasing patients with infectious diseases.

The degree of desperation makes people think of the review stage at the end of last semester. Everyone showed the unique tenacity and challenging spirit of rabbits. The slight sense of terror is gone, flying for an hour a day without stopping, summing up experience while eating, summing up experience while sleeping, the most nonsense is taking a cold shower, and uninvited guests with bare buttocks opening the door and barging in, the person involved is covering When he was holding the chrysanthemum and was about to die rather than surrender, the guy suddenly said excitedly, buddy, you are flying much better than me today, and you should pass on your experience.

In short, the rabbits are all red-eyed.

But unfortunately, I am still alive and healthy, and recently I have also strictly prohibited the private activities of mercenaries, so everyone can only catch them blind again and again. Increased speed.

But what is unbearable is that the food rationing cannot meet the needs of high-intensity tactical operations at all. When sleeping at night, everyone can hear their stomachs beating like drums.

Although they all endured desperately, people are like iron and rice is steel, one or two meals can be enough, but for a long time half hungry and half full will always make people's unsatisfied part of the appetite turn into a backlog of anger In the human heart, some contradictions began to arise.

Yage and I got off the mech for lunch after we finished our routine search mission that day, and the current food standard has shrunk to an unbelievable level, a small piece of cheese in the morning, oatmeal porridge and a small piece of black bread for lunch, The dinner was a little more decent, but it was just an extra piece of bacon pork that was less than [-] grams on top of the lunch.

Not only is there no nutrition at all, but the portion is also quite unbearable. People with small appetites can only fill up half full, and those who can eat such as fat pictures are even more unlucky. After two trips to the toilet, there is nothing left.

I queued up to order the monotonous battlefield food. Before I could move my chopsticks, I suddenly heard a loud noise from the next table, which seemed to be the sound of the plate being thrown on the table.

I turned my head, just in time to see a mecha soldier passing by with his face flushed, veins throbbing on his forehead, and the corner of his mouth still stained with rice grains, panting hard, as if he was holding back his stomach fire, and now he wanted to find someone to fight.

"Damn it, just ordering something is not enough to fit between the teeth, what a fart!"

His voice was loud and loud, the cafeteria was only that big, so everyone could hear him.

But no one else made a sound, silently burying his head in front of his food, as if adding fuel to the fire, he growled louder and louder.

"Let's have a bird fight, everyone will starve to death here!"

I got bored, so I got up too

"You can't bear it, you will die if you miss two meals!"

He rushed over with his eyes wide open, and threw away a few people who tried to dissuade him, as if he was going to fight me with his life.

Then he grabbed my collar, as if he was going to tear me apart, and roared with a ferocious face:

"I just don't want to bear it, so what?"

Of course I couldn't do anything, so I just looked at him and didn't speak.

"enough!"

Finally, Tieniu couldn't take it anymore, he yelled and stood up, angrily inserted between us and separated us.

"Why, does it count if you have to fight for this little thing?"

The man was gasping for breath, his face was still blood red, and he couldn't tell whether he was angry with me or himself, so this time it was the turn of the furious Tien Niu to grab his collar, and He was lifted so that his toes didn't even touch the ground, and the expression on his bull's face was extremely fierce.

"How about it, why are you still not convinced!"

So the man became obviously timid, and slapped Tieniu's hand away vigorously.

"Yes, why don't I accept it?"

As he spoke, he sat back sullenly like a defeated chicken.

To be honest, it's very sad for me because we haven't had a dispute with each other for a long time, and the reason for this dispute is a little food.