Edge of the Apocalypse

The issue of trust will naturally not be solved so easily. Allen is still too young and has no qualifications in the military. Now it is only to shock these soldiers with strength, but to truly gain their trust and respect, Allen needs military service.

Only military merit can convince these soldiers.

There were seven soldiers Berry assigned to Allen, plus Lucy, Willick, and Bloy to form a 10-man squad. This is the smallest team organization of Sirius. Of course, based on Allen's current authority, it is impossible to command more soldiers.

"Sir, I'm Private Naz." The black soldier who questioned Allen just now reached out.

Allen shook hands with him: "You are very good, you are about to break through level 10, right?"

"It will take some time," Naz said.

"I look forward to you becoming a corporal."

Level 10 source power is the standard of a corporal.

Next, Allen shook hands with the other soldiers one by one and remembered their names. Bailey patted his hands at this time and said, "Well, nothing will happen today. Naz, you will take Sergeant Allen and a few other companions to the dormitory. As for Miss Lucy, please come with me, we There is a female barracks here."

"Then, gentlemen. Remember, before the sun rises tomorrow morning, I want to see you standing in the big playground, understand?"

"Understood, sir!" everyone, including Allen, replied loudly.

Bailey took Lucy away, and the women's barracks were nearby, so it was not troublesome to gather. It's just that there are fewer female soldiers in the army. In the large corps of several federations, the Queen of Rose is mostly female soldiers and participates in combat missions. As for other corps, female soldiers have more responsibilities in logistics. There are only dozens of people in the women's barracks in the combat organization like Lucy.

"Come with me, sir." Naz beckoned, and then said, "It seems you have no luggage."

"Indeed." Allen said.

Several people followed Naz into the soldier's dormitory. There are ten dormitories, each with five floors and three dormitories on each floor. This is a multi-person dormitory, which can accommodate ten people. Each dormitory has a separate room for the non-commissioned officers in the team. When Allen followed Naz into the dormitory, the soldiers in the corridor cast curious glances at him.

This is also a very new experience for Allen, who is living in the collective for the first time. When living with Snow Wolf before, he was a human next to him. When it comes to Babylon, whether it is in Ugalle Castle or Dawn Blade, there is more of its own private space. It's the first time to live in the same dormitory with Bai Lai, but Willick and Bloy are familiar with this kind of life.

Willick himself grew up on the black street. In a place where everyone has three schools of education and nine classes, he probably saw more strangers in one day than the whole dormitory. Broy came from the Zukka Highlands, and the tribe of the Highlanders, at least one or two thousand people, is much more than here.

On the third floor and approaching the dormitory where the Allen team was located, Naz, who was walking in front, stopped suddenly. In front of him stood a man, a little shorter than Naz, but Allen on the epaulettes were all three corners, and he was also a sergeant.

Naz stood straight and saluted: "Hello, sir."

The man glanced at him disdainfully, and snorted coldly, "It's really unlucky. I ran into a black dog as soon as I left the house. You should go back to the earth. Really, what are the people in the military doing to get black people into the trump card? In the Legion!"

Naz's chest suddenly rose and fell, showing anger, but he did not dare to attack.

Allen snorted and moved forward and said, "In the army, is skin color important or strength and talent important? Your remarks are putting the cart before the horse!"

The sergeant stopped, squinted at Alan and said, "What are you?"

"This is Sergeant Allen, our chief!" Naz said loudly, and gave Allen a grateful look.

The sergeant’s gaze fell on Allen’s epaulettes, and he smiled even more happily: "Sergeant? A little guy who hasn’t grown full of hair can also be a sergeant? God, you licked Colonel Berry’s ass. Can you stand here?"

Willick and Bloy snorted together, both of them exuding momentum. Willick's momentum is as strong as iron, while Broy is as calm as a mountain, each with its own characteristics. The sergeant took two steps back due to the impulse of both of them. With his ability, it is also extremely difficult to parry these two people at the same time.

Allen stretched out his hand, stopped the two behind him, and said lightly: "Yes, I am young. Then I dare to ask, I am already a sergeant at my age. And you? Oh, where do you spend your time? Go? A woman?"

Allen's meaning is obvious, the two have the same rank, but they are far apart in age. Comparing the two, it is natural to see who is better.

The man looked at Allen, then at the two Willicks behind him, gritted his teeth and said: "Very well, I see when you can be proud. Sergeant Allen, I remember you!"

"It's a pity that I won't remember you, but it's just a stone at the foot." Alan waved his hand and took his own people away.

The man was so angry that his face was distorted, and then he looked at the faces of the soldiers near the corridor with a smile, and immediately roared: "Whatever you see, let me go back!"

Walking into the dormitory, the soldiers were still discussing the conflict between Alan and the sergeant. Naz called Alan aside and said, "It was Sergeant Hubble just now. He wasn't that easy to mess with. Sir, you have to be careful."

"It's okay, as I said just now. I am younger than him, younger than most people, and time is always on my side. When he wants to catch up with me, all he sees is mine. Back view." Alanning said, and opened his own room.

The room is only about ten square meters, very small. After putting down a single bed, a set of desks and chairs, and a closet, the remaining space is pitiful. But compared to the dormitory where ten people live together, this room is considered luxurious.

"No, you don't understand. Sergeant Hubble is nothing. But his brother is Major Korjes, who is Colonel Berry's left and right hand. And he participated in the war against the Blade Demon, and then he was wounded before retreating to the defense. .You don’t have to put Hubble in your eyes, but please don’t despise the man Kejies, he looks more terrifying than Colonel Bailey." Naz said.

Allen looked at him and nodded, "Thank you for your reminder, I will remember it."

Naz laughed honestly, he touched his head and said: "I don't know why, I think you are different from the other officers."

"Because I don't pay attention to birth, let alone the narrow issues of skin color and race. I will only see your abilities and performance. Do you understand that?"

Naz immediately said seriously: "Yes, sir."

After the black soldiers left, Willick and Bloy got in. It's okay for Willick. As soon as the tall man Bloy came in, it suddenly felt that the room was too crowded. Willick whistled: "I said the boss, you are so much better than our kennel."

Allen shrugged and said, "How about it, are you two still used to it?"

"What's not used to it, but just change the place. From a guard to a soldier, it seems to have been promoted." Willick said half-jokingly.

Bloy still looked taciturn, and only said: "I want to put a sandbag in it."

Allen smiled and said, "I will call you a steel puppet in the future."

Bloy clenched his fists immediately.

"Next, we have to stay here for two years. As far as the situation is concerned, the past two years may not be easy. On the contrary, there may be a lot of battles. You don’t have magic weapons yet? Wait a while, I think I can't get some materials and tailor it to you. But before that, I still talk about your engraving. I have to understand your respective abilities and tendencies." Allen sat on the bed and said.

"Mine is a steel fist..." Willick took a deep breath, a silver-gray source light pattern flowed through his body, and an iron fist pattern was formed on his chest: "The abilities it brings to me currently have two. One is the heavy artillery punch, which can pull the nearby air with the source force to form a high-density source force air mass, which bursts when hitting the target. The other is muscle strengthening, which is a permanent type. It can strengthen my Muscle strength, and allows me to more delicately control the local muscles to achieve more perfect strength and precision."

Bloy's eyes suddenly glowed with red light~www.readwn.com~ His chest was undulating, and a blood-colored network pattern extended from both sides of his eyes, forming a blood-colored battle axe pattern from his forehead to the bridge of his nose. The front of the battle axe is located between the forehead, and the handle extends to the bridge of the nose. He exhaled a scorching breath and said: "Fanatical fighter, I have two marking abilities. One is concentration, which can concentrate my attention, and has the effect of reducing pain to a certain extent; the other is furious execution, which is a kind of cutting. The ability to strike."

Allen nodded and said: "I understand, you two are generally taking the power-type route. It's just that Willick focuses on the control of muscles and the use of fists as his weapon. From this point of view, Willick's future The development route should be a combination of strength and skill, and will be relatively flexible. As for Bloy, if there are no accidents, you will definitely be a tough player in the future."

"I hope you two will also experience your own changes as you improve your strength. It can be a moment of intense emotions or the natural perception of the universe. The reason why you should pay attention to these is because it will help you feel To the existence of momentum."

These two people will be their comrades and comrades in comrades who will share weal and woe, and Alan did not hide himself, and told them what Dean Andrew said about the general trend of nature that day. Both Willick and Broy listened attentively, although only a few words, they undoubtedly opened another door to the peak of power! r1058()