"This is an enemy mining planet. Your mission is to occupy an ore refinery and stick to the arrival of reinforcements. Note that the atmosphere of this planet cannot be used for human breathing. Please make sure that your combat uniforms, especially the combat helmets, are not damaged."

"Your goal is simple. Goal one, land on the ground alive; Goal two, leave the landing cabin alive and make sure there are no living enemies around you; Goal three, quickly determine your position and try to join forces with friendly forces; Goal four, attack the nearest refinery alone or with friendly forces to eliminate all enemies inside; Goal five, seize the refinery and stick to the subsequent troops to arrive; extra targets, live as long as possible."

"This is the first alien battle in human beings. All mankind expects you to win. You have the most advanced weapons and equipment in fifty years of human civilization. These equipment are expensive and are produced by our powerful and lovely goddesses through advance payment. So, Ma Run, please remember that every bullet you shoot is taxpayer's money. Every piece of equipment you lose means that your family will pay extra tax for it. If possible, please do not be shot; if necessary, please use your body to protect those expensive and heavy weapons. Although we will not pay pensions for your lives, your heroic performance can allow your family to get the title of "Hero Family". Citizens on Earth who have this title can enjoy the rich benefits of taking buses for free in Dream City. So, Ma Run, please use your life to defend the precious taxes of taxpayers, and wish you good luck."

The female voice of the mission briefing is sweet, with a straight voice in Mandarin, and a sluggish tone, which should be very enjoyable to listen. But why, after listening to the briefing, I want to hit someone so much?

Although I was very worried about it, I still pulled down my helmet from above and put it on, made sure the link lock was completely fixed, and then looked at my teammates around me.

Except for the five strange girls on the opposite side who still looked very excited, the others performed similarly to me, and Brother Calm and Brother Rich were praying with chants.

I don't know which god they can pray for now. Anyway, I, an atheist, have asked all the gods I know in my heart, and even the initiator of all this is super psychopathic Zero Beauty. After all, they call themselves goddesses.

"We have entered the combat area! The enemy's air defense firepower is not very strong, but we don't know how to hide! We have never actually driven such a spaceship! Brothers, let it go! Start airborne in thirty seconds!"

The sound of the transport ship drivers giving up on themselves was heard in the speakers. Although I couldn't see them, I could imagine how desperate this group of new drivers without any practical experience were in the face of enemy artillery fire.

Because we passengers are as desperate as they are.

We felt a strong vibration in the box, and even if it was fixed on the wall, we were shaken. It can be seen how the spaceship pilot was desperately avoiding the artillery fire. I grabbed the fixed bracket tightly and kept praying in my heart that I would not be hit by the artillery fire.

In just thirty seconds, it became the most unbearable thirty seconds in my life.

"Ahhhh~~~~!!! I'm going to run away! Airborne now! Good luck to you!"

"Bang~!"

I felt the box suddenly sinking down, and it kept spinning. The strange feeling brought about by weightlessness immediately made me feel that my heart was about to pop out of my mouth.

"Note! The designated airborne area has not been reached! The autonomous adjustment... The adjustment result is different from the target area, three kilometers. The mission goal is changed to reach the scheduled airborne location alive. The mission suggests that if there is a taxi, you can take a taxi and only need to pay the starting price within three kilometers."

The female voice prompted by the system sounded again, and the information reported was still so bad. The damn driver actually sold all 120 people on our ship! I really hope this bastard was exposed to be anal when he ran away!

As for the last sentence of this prompt sound, just ignore it, it’s so malicious!

"The current height is fifty kilometers...forty kilometers...thirty kilometers...twenty kilometers...twenty kilometers...ten kilometers...five kilometers..."

"This thing doesn't seem to slow down!" the blonde man shouted in fear.

"Slow down!" I shouted like crazy as I heard the prompt voice that was getting worse and worse.

"Confirm the speed reduction command and turn on the speed reduction module. Congratulations, Ma Run, you have achieved the achievement of 'life and death in one word'."

"Those groups of goddesses are definitely crazy! The speed reduction system in this airdrop cabin is actually turned on manually! This brainless design is comparable to the past Thanoshao hand puller! As a rigorous automobile engineer, I strongly protested against this irresponsible safety system!"

The rigorous engineer shouted loudly, as if he was very dissatisfied with this design. As for my thoughts, I only have a feeling of surviving the disaster. Thanks to my shouting, otherwise we would have turned into a flattened can with five beauties.

It is wonderful to be combined with a beautiful woman, but it is definitely not like this.

"Note that you are about to land and perform surrounding threat scans... No threats are found yet. Ma Run, congratulations, you will not die of random gun shooting. This weapon library is a cheap mass-produced and low-end version, and is only equipped with basic ultra-light energy shields and ultra-thin single-layer night armor. It can only defend against small-caliber live-fire weapons, low-power energy weapons and attacks by ordinary wild animals."

"Puff~~~!"

Accompanied by the annoying reminder, the box containing ours landed steadily, and it felt like it was just a little bumpy with the car. Although there was such advanced technology, it was designed to kill us. I really don’t understand what they were thinking.

I couldn't think of more, so I unbuttoned the manual safety lock, picked up the rifle from the slot beside me, and then drilled out the box door that had been opened automatically with my companions, quickly observing the surrounding environment.

After the door of the iron box is opened, it will automatically extend out on both sides to form a V-shaped bunker, but the system has told us how fragile this thing is, so none of us wants to hide inside and become a fixed target. I have learned some military knowledge online in the past, so after I go out, I immediately squatted down behind the bunker to reduce the target, and at the same time began to search for possible enemies.

This is a barren planet, surrounded by a undulating wasteland. The blue sunlight makes everything around look weird. The towering chimneys in the distance wantonly pollute the already turbid atmosphere with black smoke. I don’t know why those little green and gray people still have such severely polluted industrial facilities, but I know they must not care about the environment of this planet.

Meteors kept passing by in the sky, which was the airborne cabin of other Marines. And the bottom-up luminous bodies should be the alien anti-aircraft artillery fire. Intuitively, we are far away from them, which means we have to run over ourselves. Damn cowardly driver, we were trapped by him! Three kilometers may not be anything on Earth, but is this an alien battlefield OK! Can we really reach our predetermined target alive?

"Congratulations to you, Ma Run, you are safe for the time being! You originally planned to be airdropped directly to the enemy controlled area, but now your landing point is an outer area without defense. In layman's terms, you were thrown outside the map, so you can't encounter enemies for the time being. The armament library will now open all the storage facilities for you. It is recommended that you bring as much as you can, which can effectively increase your chances of success. The space expansion warehouse is being opened... After opening... All the whole venue is zero yuan, everything is zero yuan! Zero yuan is not too much, you can't buy a house or a car, you can't buy it, you can't buy it, you can't buy it, you can't buy it, you can't buy it, you can't buy anything! You are poor... Compare... Compare... Voice module correction... Zero-beauty bastard! We have been working hard for you for more than half a year, you give me paid leave, and I'll pay leave~~~~~(down)... Voice module re-correction... Good news, good news! Dream City Arms Company..."

The prompt tone that I had been speaking the United States just now suddenly changed to Republic Mandarin. The first half sounded a little useful, but the second half... what the hell is it? Our translation system does not directly convert language, but uses some high-tech means to directly understand the meaning of the current language, just like you have already level 10 of foreign languages. I don’t know what other people feel in their hearts, but through the mask, you can see that their expressions are like beeping dogs.

"Shut up! It's so noisy!" The island country otakus who had been acting pitiful finally broke out.

"Master, are you sure you want to shut up? After shutting up, there will be no such cute voices that are accompanying you throughout the whole process. Not only that, there are some threat incident prompts~ Mission target instructions~ Environmental analysis~ combat tips, etc., are there no more~Master, are you sure you want to fight alone on a strange planet? Can someone change it to your native language?"

"Then...then you can convert it to your mother tongue..." Hearing the cute voice-over in Mandarin, the expression of the dead home immediately became wrong, and the momentum he had just held it out was gone.

Everyone present, especially the girls, looked at him with a disgusting look.

"What the hell are you?" the fighting nation asked the cue.

"I'm not an automatic prompt tone, but your team's combat auxiliary AI. You can call me Ai Love Love Love Love Love Love... This damn bargain! Transfer to the team members' combat uniforms... Transfer is completed. Now I will talk to you through the built-in speakers of the combat uniforms, and let the damn voice module explode in place!"

With the sound in my mind, a "puff" sound was really made in the big box, and then a wisp of blue smoke floated out of the box.

“I can customize language and language style, can I start customizing now?”

"Customize, Republic Mandarin, please speak more normally." I replied without hesitation.

"Customization is completed, now switch to standard mode."

"Can you change the voice of a man? I hear a strange voice of a woman! As soon as you speak, I remembered the days when I have sex with my wife at home five times a day!"

As soon as the rich brother said this, he immediately attracted everyone's glare. But he felt inexplicable and looked at us blankly: "What's wrong? Do you both have wives?"

No, wife is not the focus, five times a day is the focus, right?

"Reject, I have no preset male voice. If you have to do this, you can replace my voice with your own voice. Please read the following text: I have a chicken, I have a turtle, ah~ Big chicken. I have a..."

"Okay, okay! Just default! What a mess? But the language is converted into Central Asian!" The rich man couldn't help but yell.

"Customization is done. To give you a better assistive experience, now switch to private conversation mode, but still retain the public channel."

After this AI switch mode, I can no longer hear what she said to others, but seeing everyone talking to themselves with aches, they should be fighting against the neurotics created by neurotics, right?

I really didn't expect that the first enemy we encountered was actually a chatterbox AI.
Chapter completed!