Jason returned to the study, raised his hand and picked up the phone.
After McCall's settings, the phone could only call the few numbers he entered, so there was no need to worry about advertising or the like.
"Jason, you wrote it so well, it's as if you didn't write it!"
Before the phone was put to his ear, editor Lavin's shout rang out, and when Jason put the phone to his ear, the editor's words rang out like a barrage of cannons.
"No need to modify."
"The process has been completed and we will publish it immediately!"
“This book deserves a thumbs up!”
Raven, who spoke very fast, spoke for a full minute before stopping.
What could Jason answer?
He, a writer who uses the "idea transfer writing method", can only keep smiling.
"OK, thanks."
Jason replied.
"It's over, I'll contact you again, and...forget it, there's no way that 'Shipbreaker' could be a stay-at-home author like you."
After saying that, Raven hung up the phone.
As for what he said before, he stopped talking?
With 'ship-killer' as the key word, Jason easily guessed what it was.
Or, to be more precise, Jason did this on purpose.
He did not hide his name.
He didn't even try to hide his appearance.
Because...he is worried about book sales.
The main task is: within 120 days, sell at least 100,000 copies of new books, and there is a restriction that 'it must be purchased voluntarily by others, and only one copy per person'.
Even though Jason didn't know about book sales in this world at first, he also knew how difficult it was to achieve such results.
And after understanding?
Jason knew clearly that it was far more difficult than he imagined.
It's not just a restriction.
There's still time!
A book needs a review cycle from publication to listing. The length of this cycle needs to be adjusted by all parties. If it is faster, it will take one or two months. If it is slower, it will be calculated on an annual basis.
Unless you encounter some special circumstances.
As it happens, he is one of the special circumstances——
Drag the manuscript.
For the record, procrastination is not a good habit!
Having a group of people waiting for him is definitely not what Jason would like to see.
He didn't want to either.
But after the manuscript was released, people who had been waiting for a long time burst out at a speed that Jason could not have imagined.
According to Jason's estimate, Raven's call should come a month later!
And he needs to use his special identity and fame to speed up this process, and at the same time gain more curious people to buy the book.
However, it is no longer needed.
The extra month would be perfect for Jason.
“100,000 copies sold in 100 days!”
Jason took a deep breath and silently thought about this goal.
He felt it should be possible.
Maybe it's a little difficult.
But not too big.
Of course, in order to complete this task better and faster, he will 'cooperate' with the publicity and be wary of accidents.
For example: alien invasion!
To buy books, you naturally need someone to do it.
If all the people on the ground are slaughtered by aliens, how can he complete his mission?
Thinking of this, Jason picked up the phone again. He wanted to ask Cortana about the current situation of the Sabi Planet.
"Hello, Master Chief."
The voice was not Konata's, but a male's.
It sounds familiar. It should be one of the two soldiers beside Cortana.
"Who are you?"
Jason confirmed the other party's identity.
"Master Chief, I'm Crow."
"Sir Cortana is attending an important meeting. I will tell Cortana the truth after the meeting."
After the other party revealed his identity, he said this.
"OK."
Jason nodded.
He did not ask the other party what the meeting was about.
Based on the habits of the other party's military background, it was impossible to tell him this.
Just wait quietly.
But to Jason's surprise, the wait was far longer than imagined.
The next afternoon, amid the sound of the helicopter's propellers, the three Johns who were practicing the 'Silver Glory' sword skills and seals in the courtyard stopped. They put their swords aside and looked at the slowly descending helicopter.
airplane.
In other words, their eyes were all focused on the container hanging under the helicopter.
They were guessing what was in the container.
Bang!
With a heavy muffled sound, the helicopter landed after the container landed outside the courtyard.
Cortana jumped out of the plane.
"Hi, Cortana."
McCall smiled and said hello.
"Good afternoon, McCall, and John, Brian."
Konata responded with a smile.
However, there was an unconcealable sense of exhaustion in his expression.
"Where is the Master Chief?"
Cortana asked.
"Reading in the living room, you can just go in."
After several contacts, Cortana can be regarded as "half of her own". As long as the core of the "fortress" is not touched, John and the others will not stop her.
After nodding at the three Johns, Cortana pushed the door open and walked into the ground building of the 'Fortress'.
When the helicopter landed, Jason put down the "Ground History Summary Book" in his hand, stood up and poured a cup of strong coffee for Cortana.
He was very grateful to the female adjutant.
Without the other party, he estimated that this main mission would probably fail.
And this is the situation he least wants to see.
Although the notes don’t clearly state what will happen if you fail.
But Jason instinctively felt that it was definitely not something he was willing to bear.
"Good afternoon, Master Chief."
After entering the room, Cortana greeted Jason.
It seemed to be the same as usual, but Jason's extraordinary perception keenly noticed that Konata's tone was a little cold, and then he didn't even look at the coffee on the table, and said in a formulaic manner: "Master Chief, your enhanced elite type.
The Mjolnir armor has arrived, please sign for it and enter your fingerprints and voice."
With that said, Cortana took out something similar to a car key and placed it in front of Jason along with the documents that needed to be signed.
After picking up the document and checking it to make sure it was correct, Jason raised his hand to sign the document.
"Cortana, what happened?"
Jason asked when handing the document to the female adjutant.
"No."
Cortana answered like this.
But only a second later, the female adjutant spoke again.
"Master Chief, please pay attention to your image."
"Although you are a non-staff member, you should also have your own position."
Listening to Konata's words, Jason became even more surprised.
what happened?
Did he do anything inappropriate?
"What happened?"
Jason asked directly after thinking about it but still couldn't figure it out.
Then, he saw Cortana's cheeks suddenly turn red, and she stood up with some emotion. She opened her mouth to say something, but then, the female adjutant closed her mouth again.
Cortana sat back on the sofa.
The expression on his face was as calm as possible.
However, there were constant ripples in her heart.
She wanted to say something, but she found that she had no position to say anything.
Do you want her to admit that she has a crush on Jason?
Jason is not allowed to have contact with other women?
This is totally unreasonable.
What's more, her relationship with him was originally that of a liaison officer and a master chief.
Damn it!
I was obviously the one who came first!
The female adjutant was thinking in her heart, and couldn't help but feel a little angry, but she suppressed her anger, kept a straight face, and said in a formulaic tone: "In a week, the Qilin main ship will take off again, accompanied by those who have returned to the ground before.
Healing veterans and the first batch of recruits - this was the main content of our previous meeting, and we need to use the existing methods to motivate the remaining recruits."
"Is the condition of the moon surface very bad?"
Jason asked.
Although Cortana didn't say it explicitly, this eager 'encouragement' already gave Jason an unusual smell.
"Um."
After hesitating for a moment, Cortana nodded.
There were some things she couldn't hide from Jason.
As Jason's identity as a "ship-killer", it is not difficult to understand these things.
"After a short period of calm, the 'Sabi Stars' began a large-scale attack on the moon. They seemed to want to retaliate for their previous failure in the ground plan. Not only did they invest three complete main warships in bombarding the moon, but they also
In the past three days, at least tens of thousands of soldiers have been parachuted in every day and began to attack the bunkers around the lunar base without regard to casualties."
"Our defense system built with bunkers is being rapidly eroded. If there are no reinforcements, the entire lunar base's defense system will collapse in less than two weeks. By then, the lunar base will be directly exposed to the artillery fire of the opponent's main ship.
Therefore, reinforcements are necessary within two weeks, and morale must be extremely high!"
When Cortana said this, her face became sad.
Jason also remained silent.
High morale can be achieved in a short period of time.
But, what about training?
How can one become a qualified soldier without long-term training?
Just two weeks of training?
I'm afraid you haven't even completed basic tactical training, right?
No!
Maybe the time is shorter.
It has been a week since that night. It will take at least half a day for many recruits to be recruited and enter the military camp. In a week, the first batch of recruits will follow the Kirin ship to the lunar base.
This boarding should take half a day.
To put it simply, these recruits only received 13 days of training at most.
"13 days of training..."
"Is that enough?"
Jason asked softly.
Cortana didn't answer.
The answer is obvious.
According to the 'Ground Reconnaissance Bureau''s assessment standards for a soldier, it requires at least a 12-week adaptation period and a 22-week training period to transform from an ordinary person to a qualified recruit.
34 weeks is a complete cycle.
And 13 days?
I'm afraid it's just a matter of pulling the trigger.
"The 300 Spartans on the ground will all go with us."
Cortana said.
"all?"
Jason asked.
"Well, everything."
Cortana nodded.
Then, the female adjutant stood up again.
She doesn't have time to stay here long.
"When the Qilin ship takes off, Your Majesty the General hopes that you can attend."
Before leaving, Cortana said this.
Of course, there was one thing Cortana didn't say.
She will also go to the lunar base with the Kirin ship, serving as the liaison officer between the Kirin ship and the ground.
This is also the result of the discussion at last night's meeting.
She won't tell Jason.
This is also a decision she made long ago.
It hasn't changed for anything.
Just like this time, before boarding the helicopter, she turned around and looked at Jason, her lips slightly opened, and finally said nothing.
The helicopter took off.
Cortana sat in the back row.
"Sir, there is something you should say."
Crowe, who was flying the plane, said very calmly.
"So what can I do?"
Another subordinate Aiwei asked rhetorically.
"At least there will be no regrets."
Crowe answered.
"Regret or burden, have you figured it out?"
Aiwei shrugged and disagreed.
Cortana didn't speak, she turned her head and looked at the ground which was already quite far away.
From here, Jason almost turned into a stick figure. Cortana raised her hand through the window and touched little Jason with her fingers.
There is no temperature.
There is only the coldness and hardness of glass.
Then, the distance became farther and farther.
Jason transformed from a stick figure into a little black dot.
The female adjutant sighed softly.
"Who can explain the regret and burden clearly?"
The helicopter has gone away.
From the ground, it was completely unclear. Jason lowered his head and walked towards the container.
John and the other three have been waiting there for a long time.
"Unboxing?"
Looking at Jason approaching, McCall couldn't help but ask.
Jason raised his hand and pressed the switch given by Cortana.
Click!
There was a sound immediately inside the container, and then the door on one side opened automatically.
"Wow!"
Brian McCall directly exclaimed.
Even John looked surprised.
Inside the container, an armor about 2.5 meters high, painted in black and hung with weapons, stood there.
A shoulder cannon is located on the right shoulder of the armor.
Twelve small missiles are concentrated on the left shoulder.
On the front of both arms are rotating bullet holes similar to Gatling.
There is also a dark hollow in the palm of the hand, and the open armor sides of the thighs on both sides reveal huge grenades, and there is a huge shotgun on the back.
"Big killer!"
John commented.
"Is the palm of your hand a flamethrower?"
Brian guessed.
"Jason, what can I do to get a similar armor!"
McCall asked directly.
Then, the three of them, John, noticed that their friend standing aside seemed to have a hint of disappointment on his face.
This disappointment disappeared in a flash.
John and the three subconsciously thought this was an illusion.
After all, with such a good armor here, how could Jason be disappointed?
They must have seen it wrong.
"Meritor."
Jason answered McCall.
McCall was stunned for a moment, then shook his head.
He didn't want to go back again.
Jason crossed the three people and came to the Mjolnir elite armor. The disappointment on his face became more and more obvious.
It’s not that this Mjolnir elite armor isn’t good enough.
It can fly, dive, and has enough firepower, which is good enough.
but……
It's inedible!
At the beginning, Jason once speculated that the Mjolnir elite armor should be a warship similar to the 'Sabi Star' and should be edible, but the reality was cruel.
Satiety: 65.
Glancing at the satiety level, Jason frowned.
He felt that he needed to think of other solutions.
