Chapter 9 War
Tong Sanjing pursed his lips and said angrily: "We are on an alien planet, and the bosses above are equally bored. How can we pass the time if we don't find something to do?"
"However, we just experienced a bloody battle. According to the alien garrison management regulations, we have at least two days of vacation. They..."
Tong Sanjing rolled his eyes: "Bullshit! Didn't you understand the siren? This is a second-level emergency alert. You have to go to the equipment and standby for all reasons. Let's go, brother!"
"Damn it, I'm still hungry!" Feng Xingchen wailed, and ran to the door of the dormitory, threw the beef in, and followed Tong Sanjing in running in the same direction.
The level 6 master was very fast and could scare the sprint champion from hundreds of years ago to death. The two of them rushed into the hangar without spending much time.
At this time, all the hatches of the four hundred transport ships were wide open. Next to the transport aircraft, dozens of heavy trucks shuttled back and forth. Some people drove loading and unloading mechas to load and unload boxes one by one into the transport aircraft.
At this time, many marines rushed in through more than a dozen portals one after another and rushed to their respective positions. The huge hangar was suddenly filled with a tense and orderly atmosphere.
Feng Xingchen took a deep breath, followed Tong Sanjing to the front of a transport plane numbered 1033, and jumped into the cabin. There was no one in the cabin. It seemed that the two of them were the fastest.
Tong Sanjing stood in the cabin, looked around a few times, her earlier smile gradually disappeared, and she said in a deep voice: "Something's not right!"
Feng Xingchen blinked: "What do you mean?"
Tong Sanjing stared at the dozen boxes stacked at the back of the cabin, squinted and said: "Look, these boxes that were just loaded are all special bombs, including thermonuclear fusion bombs and individual nuclear bombs.
Allowed for non-wartime use!”
Feng Xingchen was stunned and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat: "Brother Tong, you mean, today is a war?"
"It's very possible!" Tong Sanjing took out a cigarette and threw one to Feng Xingchen. After lighting one himself, he shook his head and said, "If it's really a war, I'm afraid it's an invasion by the Kaijie people!"
As if to verify Tong Sanjing's words, a majestic voice came from loudspeakers scattered throughout the hall: "Dear colleagues, I am Lieutenant Colonel Wen Ye, commander of the Marine Corps. I have just received an order from the headquarters that Kaijie's troops invade Kuntan.
Star, all team members will be ready for battle within ten minutes. Note, this is not a drill! This is not a drill!"
Following the announcement, Feng Xingchen dropped the cigarette in his hand without noticing it. His face turned pale and beads of sweat had already rolled down his forehead.
Damn it, this is a war, how can it be just a small fight with the local species of Kuntantalum? Modern war is really going to kill people, and a lot of people.
Tong Sanjing shook his head and patted his shoulder: "Boy, it's useless to be afraid. Quickly see if our new armor is in place."
"Oh..." Feng Xingchen shook his head vigorously and quickly patted the bulkhead.
"Hey!" A hole opened in the bulkhead, revealing a brand new camouflage armor.
Feng Xingchen struggled to squeeze out a smile: "Nick really gave us new armor! He moved very quickly!"
Tong Sanjing took a long puff of cigarette: "The logistics department of the alien garrison is absolutely efficient. Stop looking and get equipped!"
"Oh." Feng Xingchen stretched out his hand, activated the armored optical brain, and quickly entered his military number on the virtual screen.
The back of the armor cracked, and he stepped into the armor. The open metal quickly closed in, covering his entire body, leaving only his head exposed.
Chapter completed!