When we returned to the military academy, we immediately felt that something was wrong in the atmosphere.

Although as a regular military school, the atmosphere is usually much more tense than that of a university campus, but it has never been so tense as it is now: it is clearly class time, but the campus is full of equipment being moved, and senior students are wearing uniforms.

People in regular army uniforms were waiting in groups at the school gate with their luggage, while the junior students were wandering around the campus as if they were having a convulsion.

We quickly grabbed one of them and asked him what he was doing, and the furry bear looked shocked.

"No, you don't know that the Treaty Army has officially declared war on the Allied Forces. Now the senior students and instructors have been drafted into the army, and we juniors are also waiting to be assigned."

We were all dumbfounded.

On October 23, 084 in the Gregorian calendar, the peace system that lasted for more than two hundred years officially collapsed, and a new round of world war entered the countdown stage, faster and more suddenly than anyone imagined.

"Long time no see, everyone."

There was a dull voice behind us. We turned around and saw Captain Korninov in military uniform. To be honest, he looked much more handsome in military uniform than in regular clothes.

"Okay, that's it."

The captain waved his hand to stop us from standing at attention.

"Captain, is this true? Is there really a fighting on the front line?"

Tieniu couldn't help but ask, and the answer he got was affirmative.

"Yes, you go to the munitions warehouse immediately to pick up the mecha and uniforms. We will set off at 6:30 pm."

"But...but we are a foreign training force and do not belong to the treaty military establishment. Why do we have to go to the front line?!"

"Because the entire operation of the military academy has stopped, and what will follow is a more intense wartime training system, which is not linked to your teaching process at all, so I am applying to allow you to do intensive training at the field training center while doing actual combat."

Captain Korninov explained that we were all relieved to hear that we were not a front-line force. At our current level, it is enough to follow the regular army in a small way, plus we can see the big scene of regular mechanized combat. How can we be happy?

Rather than.

But in our joy, we all ignored a very important question: How could the black and white duo at the top approve our application so readily this time?

The hangar at the back of the military academy has been fully stocked at this time. All kinds of materials are piled outside the hangar. There are piles here and there. The laser coding is not enough, so they just randomly paste white papers with the names of their classes and chief officers on them.

It was like a store going bankrupt and being liquidated. Coupled with the noisy people collecting goods from all walks of life, the place was packed like a vegetable market. We didn’t know how many people we asked, and we didn’t know how many people were beaten away.

Only the guy who gets in the way gets his share, and even the signing process is skipped.

The new mecha we got is the [Il ml], which is an upgraded export model of the garbage [Il ms]. One of the highlights is that the power unit has been greatly improved, and the output power has been restored to the same as the [Il] prototype.

The aircraft is a level up. At the same time, the armor has been improved. Kraso's new reinforced alloy steel is used to replace the traditional steel armor as the base armor, which greatly improves the protection capability and reduces the weight. But the fire control and avionics are absolutely rubbish.

There was still no improvement, and it was awkward to use. However, seeing other bear students getting the same stuff, I felt a lot more psychologically balanced.

The land combat mecha soldiers still got the [Depp], but because the update speed of land combat mechas was much slower than that of aviation mechas, the performance of this body that was finalized five years ago was not out of date before the outbreak of the war.

In addition, each of us also received two sets of uniforms, one anti-German suit, and a nine-millimeter automatic pistol. The funny thing is that everyone was tired of playing with mechas and lost interest after a few times. Instead, we got guns.

After the wild boar was killed, it had not been touched for a long time. Suddenly, everyone was as happy as having zero lucky money during the New Year.

After throwing the luggage into the dormitory, everyone began to rummage through the boxes to prepare their luggage for going out. I turned on my PC and connected to Lao Mao's telecom. After reporting the situation, I had to add one more question.

"Is this really okay? Let's go and serve as gunmen for the bears."

I don’t know why, but the office of Lao Mao, who is always quiet and even occasionally plays some classical music, is so noisy. The sounds of calls, voices, and the operation of electronic equipment are all mixed together, and Lao Mao’s voice is almost inaudible.

"It doesn't matter. General Chen Tianmin also agrees. It is a second-line unit anyway, and what our army lacks most now is the data and information on the large-scale use of mecha units. If you can make up for this shortcoming, that would be good."

"Hey, let me tell you, your statement is similar to that of those technical officers. Your job should be to be a spy."

This is a question that has been hidden in my mind for a long time. Whether it is the development of the [Black Falcon] or the collection of new weapons, Institute 715 seems to be inextricably linked to the old cat, and this connection is not established.

On the basis of friendship or interests, but sincerely wanting to help.

"Old Cat, what are your plans?"

"Abacus? Hehe, in your opinion, my character is so bad?"

"It's not bad, it's super bad."

"Oh, that's so sad. Captain Chen, have you heard about the Malvinas War?"

The old cat suddenly mentioned a very old war that took place in the early part of the old century. I racked my brains and then vaguely remembered that there seemed to be two armies fighting in a small place as big as their butts. One side won.

If the other side loses, that's all the information I know.

"That's true, but there's one detail I don't know if you've noticed. The defeated side once had the advantage. It used fighter jets to carry very advanced anti-ship missiles at the time, knocking out the victor's ships totaling tens of thousands of tons.

But they lost in the end, and you know why?"

"Why?"

"Because all their weapons are imported, they can kill some of them, but their enemies have a steady supply of supplies, so they lose. This lesson is still relevant in the new century, Captain, in fact, I should have learned it a long time ago

I have reminded you that not only the Lin family, but also the Crassow family and any other arms dealers cannot trust you. The only way to do this is if you hold the military industry in your own hands."

For the first time, I discovered that Lao Mao's sense of integrity...seems to be even higher than mine.

"Okay, okay, I understand, I will send it to you as soon as there are fresh goods."

I said that and cut off the phone.

Hold it in my own hands? I thought about what happened last week again. Even though it was the biggest shame in my life and I wished I could never remember it, this thing always circled around me like a ghost.

At this time, a familiar figure turned into the dormitory.

"Oh, that..."

"Let me go, how did you get into the men's dormitory!"

Before the other party finished speaking, I screamed out of excessive fear.

"Because the janitor has also joined the reserve force, there is no need to fill in the form, you can join directly."

Agelina replied easily, and I couldn't help but sigh.

"Damn it, why don't you also recruit the janitor of the girls' dormitory? This is unreasonable."

"Hey, what did you say?"

"No, it's okay. I'm just talking to myself. Just pretend I didn't hear you. What's the matter?"

The natural girl was still the same as before, rubbing her fingers and looking at her toes, and then said hesitantly:

"I heard that you are leaving tonight, I think, I think..."

I feel like cold sweat is breaking out on my back. Although I haven’t admitted it yet, but looking at the hesitation, the shy posture, and the hesitant words... could it be?

"I want to get married first"!

"Haha, it's okay. Just like last time in Viborg, I went to the front line to collect soy sauce and get a certificate. When I come back..."

I originally wanted to say, "I'll treat you to tea when I get back." But before I could finish my words, I got a solid punch on the nose and was knocked down immediately.

"Holy shit, why did you hit me!"

Atelina rushed towards me like a hungry tiger, grabbed me by the collar and shook me violently, shouting with a cry.

"You can't say it. If you say 'get married when you come back' before going to the front, you will die. You will die!"

"..."

I'm speechless, really speechless. Well, before I left, the girl I was closest to gave me not a sweet kiss, not a blessing, but a solid punch. It's really not easy for a character to decline like this.

At 6:20 in the evening, the teaching group had a total of ten aviation mechas, twelve land combat mechas, and twenty-nine young mecha soldiers boarding the plane at the Capital Airport.

At this time, this huge airport had completely turned into a sea of ​​military aircraft, with various roars and commands ringing alternately. A large number of signal lights and indicators illuminated the area like a small city. Captain Korninov scanned the area

Once again, each face showing excitement, nervousness, or worry gave the order briefly:

"Boarding."

The huge military transport plane slowly slid out of the runway and turned out of Moscow, where we had stayed for less than a day. This was the second time I went on an expedition with the teaching group. But compared to the rookies before, we now have more advanced technology and equipment.

Better and more courageous than before!

This makes each of us confident about the future.

The plane was flying at a constant speed, and we were dozing off against the bulkhead. Everything seemed normal.

"Wait a minute, something's wrong."

Abalone, who has the sharpest senses, suddenly said something coldly.

Everyone was frightened and woke up immediately, because this guy was not allowed to say anything else, but when it came to bad luck, he was one shot at a time.

"What's wrong?"

Datou asked nervously.

"The route is wrong. If it's the Central European front line, it should pass through at least ten cities in the middle, but I haven't seen anything so far."

When we said this, we also felt that something was wrong. We thought that we would not be so bad as human beings, and such an unfortunate event as yaw, which happens once in a few decades in the new century, could happen to us.

Captain Korninov walked to the cockpit and asked if he had missed the flight, but the answer he received was no.

"How can it be wrong? The destination is on this line."

"destination?"

"Konigsberg, don't you know?"
Chapter completed!