They will continue to argue.
There was a metal collision. From high school, young soldiers and women alarmed them one after another. They grabbed the nearest weapon around them and nervously asked if the enemy weapon had landed.
Lister finally warmed up his tea. He was the only one who put the tea cup on the energy lamp powerfully. He took a sip of tea and looked up to welcome his new chief.
The rain usually hits the starship. In the dark rainy night, several bright lights penetrate the water curtain and shine out the trenches and the huge mecha in the trenches.
The medium-sized aircraft landed from the belly of the starship, and the young military women squinted in the light to find the corresponding group emblem and military symbol. They saw nothing with their eyes.
Lister stuffed his pockets with things. He chewed tea and didn’t take any weapons. He watched the medium-sized aircraft go, one by one, armed with women.
He thinks that these people are not ordinary people, but they are not the most important.
Then there was a rush of footsteps from the medium-sized aircraft. "The original seven people came with me." They shouted different small formation numbers, "All to the starship, all to the starship."
The starship has hot water, food, dry and clean uniforms and boots. No matter what age they are, they are not really a member of the starship. This is the first time they have boarded the starship and can’t wait to squat down to clean the mud. If possible, they hope that their feet are clean.
"Those dirty clothes are a lot of rags," said the logistics department. "We have prepared new clothes and weapons to be put into training, but we’d better have a good rest tonight."
Everyone began to cheer, and they understood that their new chief acquiesced in this short carnival. Everyone celebrated that they could leave that damp place and finally get enough sleep without working all night.
Lester asked for the third time that he had brought himself to the starship. "Trouble is accommodating. Can’t I take the" dirty man "with me?"
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Chapter 9 Chapter 9
dreamland
"Dirty" is a worn-out and deep mecha, and its shell paint has lost its original color. Lister explained that this is normal because he painted the outside of this old guy black, and he has no money and can’t buy much original paint for this big guy.
Rao is so. When Wen Jiuyi and Alek saw this antique, they still went to the wrong place by themselves. The mecha was covered with a lot of mud. When the tractor hoisted the mecha, the garbage poured down like a mountain torrent.
Alek was so smothered by the strong evil spirit that Wen Jiu remained unchanged. At the edge of the trench, the rain rolled down along his poncho and a large amount of water vapor gradually washed the mecha clean.
There are countless scratches and bullet marks on the fuselage, including three obvious wounds, which directly announced that the mecha was scrapped, one in the energy cabin, one in the cockpit and one in the weapon cabin.
"Dear sir, I assure you that he can continue to fight." Lister vowed, "There is no weapon more handy for me in the world."
Alek couldn’t help but look at the old soldier. Apart from his gray hair, thick bags under his eyes and brown face covered with freckles and age spots, his hands covered with mud and calluses are the most attractive.
"What happened to his hand?" Alek chatted with the female soldier in charge of recruiting people at dinner and asked about this.
"Don’t gather around the three fingers left after the toxin was cut off by the parasite’s high-temperature knife, Alek. The old man is a poor man." The military woman frowned and told him, "He has no relatives and no acquaintances. He was alone after Vimia’s front."
Before their words were finished, the whistle sounded, and Alek got up and closed quickly.
What he said to his colleagues was very complicated, and the scene of a group of people transporting "dirty people" last night was even more mixed.
"Can you still fight?" Looking at the huge dilapidated mecha on a rainy night, it’s my dereliction of duty if I let him rush to the front like this.
He arranged a leisure job for Lister so that the veteran and his mecha could spend their old age peacefully.
Workers teach all freshmen to drive deep mecha and choose the best ones from them.
At the same time, Wen Jiuyi did not hesitate to put Alek in.
"He is an experienced veteran," Wen Jiuyi said firmly. "He may not be able to teach you how to kill the enemy, but he will certainly teach you how to live."
"How can we fight if we can’t kill the enemy?"
Wen Jiu looked at his attendant like a chicken. He said, "Alek, in the battlefield, you should first consider how to live with parasites, which is more unpredictable than you think."
"Can’t the minister teach me?" Alek always wants to climb up the pole. He is forced to work overtime, and his resentment and rage after work always emboldens him.
Alek’s eyes widened. "I’ve helped the minister with so much work. Can’t the minister be free?"
Wen 91 hit "the work can’t be finished, you need to study now instead of just exporting labor"
At this point, Alec can’t refute it any more.
He is always angry and warm-hearted, but Alec is sad when he thinks about it. He has no position to accuse his company. Finally, he can secretly accuse all military men of being bad-hearted.
On the other hand, Lister is dressing himself up as a "dirty man". The old man is rummaging through the materials in the warehouse by himself, and the military woman is recording her lips wriggling with her face on her side, trying to wake up the veteran. The real materials are on his left.
"I just want some waste." Lister refused all the good materials. He specially selected some waste. "I just want some small garbage."
When Alek arrived, the garbage had been selected, and Lister was beating them little by little with a hammer to make the garbage into the shape he wanted.
"Do you want to repair the mecha?"
Lister tapped the material "Yes" intently.
"But these are all waste." Alec opened several materials and rust quickly stained his fingers. "Is the warehouse not for you?"
Lister glanced at Alek, which was a small hammer. "They were good things before the children were scrapped, just like you. You really look like Alesidia."
Alek is used to it when he is ready to laugh at himself. "What’s your name?"
"Me? My name is Alec, "Alec exclaimed in amazement." You recognize it? " On second thought, Alek’s face turned black. He thought of Lister comparing himself with these wastes as if his brother was a good one and he was a bad one.
Lister didn’t pay attention to the feelings of the teenager. He held Alec’s hand. "You are much better than your brother."
This is the first time that Alek heard that no one doesn’t like to be praised in a few words, so he was moved by the elder and sat together and accused his brother passionately of being wrong.
"If it weren’t for Minister Wen, I would really be killed by this guy. No one likes me at home before. They won’t let me go out to work and do a lot of things. Lister, I can’t even touch the deep mecha."
"Minister Wen is a good officer," Lister echoed.
Alexei said more and more excitedly, "Of course, Minister Wen is the best officer I have ever contacted … Although I have not contacted many military officers, he is thousands of times better than my brother. Why should Alesside compare with Minister Wen?"
He took the small hammer from Lister’s hand and knocked out a shape bit by bit. "Don’t look at the fact that Minister Wen is not very talkative and likes to work overtime, but after all, he never lets me work overtime alone. Like today, he also asked me to learn how to operate the mecha with you alone."
Alec finally remembered why he came here. He put a small hammer on Lister and said, "I’m here to learn how to drill the mecha. For me, I’m here to learn!"
At present, the old man seems to have a unique charm. Alek wants to tell the other party all his complaints, although all that nonsense is about whether Wen Jiuyi dragged himself to work overtime.
For example, the two of them worked overtime until the end of the day, but Wen Jiuyi was busy until dawn. For example, Alek woke up and found himself wearing a minister’s coat and the minister sent someone to bring breakfast to the canteen.
It’s chicken and dog pieces
Alek thought carefully about what he said and made sure he didn’t reveal it. Then he was relieved.
"Lister, I’m here to study!"
Lister half narrowed his eyes. He was old and his eyes were cloudy. "Oh, good." He picked up Alec and put a small hammer. "Let’s fix the dirty man first."
"But I don’t have time," Alek argued. "You know there are still many things that the minister needs my help."
"Really?" Lister pounded on the waste and burned the pieces until they were red and soaked in the condensate. "You know Minister Wen as well as I know the dirty man. It is my only love."
The word love makes Alec cough two times.
He was ashamed to think that Wen Jiuyi was awakened that day, and he tore down the whole bed in a panic. shattered glass put them in black plastic bags and threw them into the laundry room.
"How can you compare the minister with the mecha?" Alexei is saying, "It’s rude to the word minister’s love for things."