Mecha Soldier's Notes

() Field meals are undoubtedly monotonous, especially for second-class soldiers in our army.

Frozen oatmeal that has not fully melted, luncheon meat mixed with an unknown amount of flour, bacon that is hard enough to choke, and black bread that is indispensable for every meal.

Because there is no water supply system, everyone rubbed their hands with snow and went to the temporary cafeteria to eat. Although the only radiator was working hard, the temperature inside and outside felt the same, so the rabbits had to pull the stool Get closer and get together for warmth.

The conditions were terrible, but everyone was still very happy, because although the treaty soldiers covered them, they were bombed all night like flies that smelled of candy. Everyone's eyes were full of the joyful scene.What's more, the trailers and trucks that came to pull the corpses, wounded and wreckage in the morning had no less than two transport companies. Judging from the losses, this battalion is really over.

Of course, the topic that everyone talked about most was whether the Slavs were dead, maimed or seriously injured.

"Oh, you said this kid should die."

"Ghost knows, there are so many bombs in such a small place, the ghost should be killed."

"Isn't that boy Abalone secretly listening to the radio of the Treaty Army? Admiral Lundnev was so angry that he ordered that his son not be found, and the entire battalion was sent to Siberia to dig coal."

"Nainai, like a father like a son, like a son, a bunch of bastards, alas, Chen Xiang, where did you go last night, why didn't I see you when the fight was so lively."

I yawned exaggeratedly and fiddled with the thick porridge skin in the bowl. On the one hand, I was really sleepy, and on the other hand, I actually wanted to hide my guilty conscience with a vague tone as if I hadn't woken up.

After all, I haven't reached the level where I and my comrades-in-arms can tell lies without changing their faces.

"I've been here all the time, I just felt bored, so I went back to sleep after watching it for a while."

It is estimated that the situation last night was very chaotic. Everyone was confused and didn't look carefully at how many people there were.

Suddenly, the broken door of the cafeteria was pushed open by a small man, and a gust of cold wind and snow swept in with him, almost taking away people's souls. We quickly tightened our clothes and tried our best to save the little heat we had finally accumulated , shouting and swearing.

"Damn, I'm risking my life and working hard on intelligence work. It's okay for you to have breakfast so leisurely, and you're still scolding me. Forget it. Since I'm not welcome, I won't say anything."

While shaking the snow off his body, Abalone unceremoniously squeezed in between me and Tie Niu and sat down.

It seems that this kid must know some interesting news, so he showed off in front of us.

Brother Ya winked at Mr. Cai, and the boy hurriedly ordered a bowl of oatmeal, and added a piece of black bread with luncheon meat, and stuffed it into the hand of the abalone with a big smile on his face.

"Oh, Brother Bao, you see, everyone is a vulgar person. Your mother's mother is like saying good morning and evening. Don't worry about it. Tell me what news you have?"

Seeing a show, the rabbits eating at other tables gathered around, pricked up their ears and ears and squeezed in hard, almost crushing me to death, I saw the abalone slowly drinking the porridge, waiting for everyone's appetite to be whetted It was almost the same, and then he spoke slowly.

"One good news and one bad news, which one do you want to hear first?"

"Say it first."

Everyone spoke in unison.

"The good news is that although the camp was blown up to the sky, all technical weapons were reimbursed, and more than [-]% of the casualties were lost, but my dear Major Gantrov ran out with two chickens unscathed, and even caught a 'Don't be afraid of danger'." Congratulations on the award from the headquarters for handling it properly."

"I rely on!"

Everyone scolded in unison, wondering if there is worse news than this?

Abalone laughed at himself and continued:

"There is also bad news. According to the information provided by the witnesses, the attacker is the elusive comrade 'Grey Smile'. Now this killer has come out to kill again. The general is going to entrust us with the hunting task, and Solemnly declare that if you live, you must see people, and if you die, you must see corpses, otherwise it will not be considered complete."

"Fuck!"

Everyone yelled angrily and almost knocked off the roof of the cafeteria. This damn fat pig really wants us, and will trouble us no matter what.

I think the expression on my face at that time must be that I didn't know whether to cry or laugh. I never thought that I would take a risk to deal with a little trouble, but it caused a bigger trouble.

When I think about meeting these buddies in the future, my hair stands on end, and I curse bad luck in my heart.

"Alas, don't worry, everyone, our regiment still has an ace here, and with our half bucket of water, the battle strength should be enough."

The big head comforted.

Everyone nodded and trembled when they heard it, most of them relaxed.

"squeak"

At this moment, the door slammed again, and Captain Korninov walked in despite the wind and snow. Seeing us all staring at him, he frowned slightly:

"What's the matter, everyone?"

We quickly shook our heads like rattles.

"No, no, where is it?"

That was not the only headache I had that day. Another trouble was that all the missiles I ordered had arrived, and they were stuffed into a secret cave near the camp by people from the Volga company.Seeing the pile of cutting-edge ammunition in front of me for the first time, I was really excited for a while, but it only lasted for a short time before withering.

The reason can be understood at a glance. The shortest of these missiles is more than [-] meters, and the lightest is about a hundred kilograms. Let alone such a big thing, there is no place to put it on the plane. Even a tractor can be found in the deep mountains and old forests. No, how do I get this bunch of dead guys out?

I was hairy at the time, and I was spinning in circles in the cave.

I know very well that this time the Volga company's gun dealers can count on nothing, because they make their fortunes by selling finished arms of our size. We don't have our own industrial system, nor our own territory, so there is no need to worry about us dismantling them. Kaishanzhai manufactures independently, but the Republic, which has a complete industrial system, is different. As long as two or three finished products are produced, low-priced high-quality imitations can be seen leaving the factory within half a year, and even sweep the arms market. This is undoubtedly what they don’t want to see of.Unless there is a large order of tens of thousands, they will never allow these cutting-edge weapons to be imported into the Republic.

The buddies in the teaching group are not good either, it's not that they are not capable enough, on the contrary, I fully believe that these guys with great powers must have a lot of ghost ideas.It’s just that the source of these missiles involves all kinds of black transactions between me and the Volga Company. It’s really too complicated. If the hidden things are revealed, it will shake the trust of the entire teaching group in me. I really can’t bear this cost.

This won't work, that won't work, can it be installed directly on the machine body and finished?Hey, then what did I pay so much for them?

I was banging my head in depression, and I was trapped to death by the old habit of doing bad things on impulse.

In despair, helplessness and hatred, I suddenly thought of a person.

To be honest, this guy was the first thing I thought of, but I have been desperately pressing him to the bottom of all methods. Now that I have exhausted my intelligence, I have to take out my pcp and reluctantly dial his number, wanting to hear this What is the idea of ​​a great man with great powers.

"Hey, Sergeant Chen, it's really a strange thing this year that you took the initiative to contact me."

The old cat's unscrupulous voice rang through the microphone, still pretending to be x, and still being underwhelmed.

I was imagining that my casserole-sized fist passed through the microphone, and as the radio waves transmitted back to the old cat's office of the Ministry of Internal Affairs in that distant country, a guy flattened his face.

It's a pity that this is not a fantasy novel. I don't have that much skill, so I can only hold my nose and talk about it.

"I got some private goods, are you interested?"

"Yeah, Sergeant Chen, your work efficiency is higher than that of our general agents here. You should think about it and just work under me."

Sorry, I don't mean to be the old cat's younger brother.

"By the way, last time it was a gas bomb, and last time it was a war record, what is it this time?"

"missile."

"Oh, I wonder why, Sergeant Chen, the Mecha Republic is not good, but we are definitely experts in missile warfare, you can check the information to know how much the Republic of China's missile warfare won in the old century, it's not me Hitting you, missiles really don't mean much to us."

As soon as I heard this, I was discouraged at the time. It turned out that I was still a country bumpkin. I was depressed and wanted to set a fire to burn all these unsightly bombs.

The conversation seemed to come to an end, but the old cat still asked casually:

"By the way, what kind of missile is it?"

I was already ready to communicate, so I replied listlessly:

"Four jagms, two 'Rattlesnake V's, two each of rvv-10 and rvv-30."

I felt a sound of gasping from the horse on the other side of the microphone, and then there was a purr like a toilet flushing, and then the old cat went berserk.

"Damn, you're amazing, these are just small-scale installations, our people don't even have the data, and now you even got the real thing, hey, are you sure you Are you not blind?"

I said you are the only one who is blind, and your whole family is blind. Do you want to say a word, or I will immediately put it in the launch tube and blow it out.

"Nonsense, of course you have to, the guy brought it back and you counted your achievements."

The footsteps of the old cat walking back and forth excitedly came from the microphone.

"Well, as I said earlier, I don't have any means of transportation here. It's up to you to move it back."

I'm afraid that the old cat will also entrust me with the task of packing the porter, and I will be taken advantage of, so I will quickly shirk all responsibility in this regard.

"Hehe, don't worry, you don't have to do anything, just look at the things." The old cat smiled mysteriously, "Gai tomorrow will let you see the methods of the Ministry of Internal Affairs."