I Became A Mech Soldier After Waking Up in The Future.

Just as the saying goes, life never goes the way you want.

When she woke up and saw the top of the green army tent above her head, she was stunned for five seconds, and then sighed deeply.

"You're finally awake." A female voice rang in her ear, followed by a blonde, white woman in a white doctor's coat who appeared above her line of sight. "Don't move, I'll give you a check first."

She stretched out her hand to open Keiko's lower eyelids and took a closer look, then poked her with a stethoscope, and finally said with a smile.

"Congratulations, you have survived and you will be resistant to the toxicity of Dolan plants in the future, which is a blessing in disguise."

Keiko stared at her blankly, not knowing how to react.

"Why are you looking like a fool? You don't recognize who I am?"

"Uh... where am I?"

After a long while, Keiko smartly changed the subject. Of course, she didn't know who she was, and she didn't plan to continue the topic.

"Sleipnir Field Station. You were stabbed by Dolan's poisonous stick and fainted. That kid Antonio walked more than ten kilometers carrying you on his back before finally meeting with Lieutenant Valentine's team and then came to here."

Yes, she did faint in the forest, and it seemed that they were rescued. That kid Antonio had done a good job. It could be said that she owed him a life debt. She would find a way to repay it when she got the opportunity.

Her brain was still a little blank, and her thinking was still a little slow.

Looking around silently, she found that she was in a place like a battlefield hospital inside a large military tent, which was divided into compartments by many curtains, and each compartment was a ward. She was now in a hospital room.

The white woman wearing a camouflage military uniform and a white coat in front of her is obviously a military doctor. She should have known her before, but now... She could only laugh in her heart. She didn't expect such an old-fashioned and bloody thing to happen.

'I was just happily taking a nap inside the car, but when I opened my eyes, I woke up in this strange world.'

Whom did she provoke? Why did God send her to this place?

'Yeah, what the hell is this place?'

This was the question she wanted to know the most, but it was also the question she couldn't ask at all.

If she asked, she most likely would have been regarded as a madman.

Her hospital bed was in the tent's interior, and when she turned around, the curtains of many "wards" were open, allowing her to see the patient lying on the bed. They were men and women, white, black, and yellow. All of them were soldiers and wore the same uniform.

A gathering of soldiers without distinction between gender or race? What kind of army is this? Is this America?

'I'm damn sure that not even Americans will be this progressive.'

She had never heard of a mixed male-female army in the United States. Besides, how can there be a primitive tropical rain forest in the United States and how can there be terrifying large monsters?

This was not a movie; she clearly realizes that she was in reality.

Stretching out her uninjured right hand, she looked at her own skin and saw a slightly yellowish jade-colored skin, a typical skin color of Eastern Asians, similar to what she always remembered.

She was suddenly curious to see what she looked like now, so she blurted it out.

"Hey, uh...can I borrow a mirror?"

The female military doctor giggled sweetly when she heard the words:

"Oh my… Second Lieutenant Lee… You're lying in a hospital, yet you still care about your image? Don't worry, you're not disfigured, you're still as handsome as before."

Keiko didn't know how to answer this, so she could only laugh awkwardly.

The female military doctor still kindly took out a small mirror from her pocket and handed it to Keiko. Regardless of the teasing smile on the female military doctor's face, she opened the mirror and looked at her face.

'Is this me?'

Keiko stared blankly at her reflection in the mirror. At first, the figure in the mirror was indeed herself, but at the same time, she felt it was rather unfamiliar.

Her eyes and eyebrows reminded her of her previous self, but the shape of her face, her facial features seemed to be more refined than before, making her look like a pretty boy.

Before her soul transmigrated to the current body, Keiko's appearance could be described as dull and very ordinary. Her facial features were plain; her eyebrows were thin; her eyes were small, and her nose was a little snub. Only her sexy lips were barely satisfied. She had a typical round face with tanned skin from fieldwork every year. Her hair was always short all year.

But now, her eyebrows had become thicker with a beautiful shape, as if they had been trimmed. She had bright and sharp, slightly slanted, phoenix eyes. The collapsed nose bridge had become higher, but the lips had not changed. Such a combination shows a kind of feminine beauty.

Her round face turned into a natural oval face, and the skin turned white. Perhaps because she was still ill, it looked palely white. On the whole, she turned into a woman with exquisite beauty. Moreover, her hair has grown longer. Her silky black hair cascaded down, reaching her bosom. Now it is scattered and draped. It may not have been washed for a few days.

"Why are you so quiet? Are you fascinated by your own beauty?"

The female military doctor couldn't help but tease her when she saw Keiko staring at the mirror in a daze.

"Ah, uh, thank you for the mirror."

Keiko muttered softly as her cheeks slightly reddened. She returned the mirror hastily to the female military doctor as if she had thrown a hot potato.

"Get a rest. At the latest, you should be able to walk around in two days. I have other patients to attend to, so I'll leave first."

"Oh, okay, thank you."

"You're welcome."

She smiled sweetly, then put her hands in the pockets of her white coat and walked out of the tent in a rush.

Watching the female military doctor leave, Keiko turned her gaze back again, staring at the top of the tent, lost in thought.