No one has talked about Cornell and Harry since he returned to the base. It seems that only a few of them were going to the port.

Zhao Zhuolu and others asked questions many times, but were all shirked. Baimi Flying Dao said that he had his own ideas and would explain them if the result came out.

If they don’t get the answer many times, they will tactfully stop asking.

The Hundred-meter Flying Knife gave them enough time to adjust, but no tasks were arranged for them for the time being. They were told to retrain themselves after their conditioning and prepare for their return to the team.

As for the method, they are the most skilled, and they have not assigned instructors to the Hundred-meter Flying Knife. This day was extremely easy.

Fang Jianchen had played too much ball in the port, and after stopping the training, he felt itchy all over. So he pulled Zhao Zhuolu and others to relieve himself all day long.

Unfortunately, when they were playing basketball, others either train, work on duty, or go on vacation, and they couldn't call out extra teammates. There were only four of them coming and going, and they couldn't form three to three, so it was very boring to play balls.

Moreover, the other three teammates have different skills and are very enthusiastic about basketball. Zhao Zhuolu and Ye Buqing are just like they are just playing with you casually, and the sense of decadence has been revealed directly from their running posture.

Cheng Ze's mouth is too poisonous, so he likes to harm him, which makes it difficult to arouse his sense of accomplishment.

Such a combination suddenly uses some amazing skills, and he is the only one who is happy and exclaims, which is meaningless.

The huge stadium cannot accommodate his fragile and depressed little heart.

Fang Jianchen sighed that playing basketball is indeed a group sport, which not only requires teammates, but also fans.

So he started to play street basketball again.

Those who sway around the Sixth Army were usually students or amateurs, with uneven levels, but the audience was particularly powerful. Shortly after Fang Jianchen joined, he was doing well here. Zhao Zhuolu was very happy to see him playing alone, so he went to find something to do and didn't mess around with him.

Ye Buqing fell in love with the tennis team separated by a wall. Cheng Ze decided to take advantage of this great time and never talk about a relationship.

In the end, all four of them collapsed.

Zhao Zhuolu couldn't find a small team to take him to play for a while.

Lian Sheng followed the technical team to take cultural courses. She was determined to learn to drive by herself and realize her ambition from being able to be confused to being confused by others with the opportunity.

The soldiers on duty did not talk to him at all. District 29 was under strict jurisdiction. As soon as he approached the dangerous border area, he was dragged away to education in order to ensure his life safety.

Ye Buqing failed to find a suitable opponent on the other side of the wall.

Players who have practiced tennis and have a certain level do not like to come here to abuse vegetables. Those who stay here just want to jump and stretch their muscles. Ye Buqing is suspected of severely damaging their confidence, destroying the harmony and friendship between neighbors, and expelling from the court.

The friends refused to establish friendship with him.

As for Cheng Ze... I saw the reality clearly.

Cheng Ze couldn't figure out how those front-line soldiers got girlfriends and turned into marriage. After all, it was so bad to find a boyfriend who could be taken with him at any time, and there were not many girls who could bear this spiritual weight.

Look at the 100-meter flying knife that is so old that he is still single, look at the Liliana that is so... still single.

Cheng Ze suddenly realized that his life would be like this. If he continued, he would have to live alone.

Can you really only use your not-so-rich property and the next generation’s college entrance examination bonus points as conditions to seduce one?

Fang Jianchen simply thought... boring.

Several people came to a common conclusion.

The world needs peace! Only when peace can the entertainment method grow and develop!

So I stole for a few days and went back to do my own single training.

After reviewing the documents by the Hundred-meter Flying Knife, I felt a little tired and came out for daily exercise. I went to the playground for a jog.

When I walked into the stadium, I saw standing quietly aside, just watching the dust while doing throwing training.

He was alone, and his small appearance looked a bit pitiful.

Hundred-meter flying knife trotted over and asked, "What are you practicing if you don't play basketball? Have you changed to baseball?"

Fang Jianchen: "...Awesome! I'm doing serious business! Didn't you see this when you throw in thunder? You throw in thunder!"

The Hundred-meter Flying Knife felt it: "I received the momentum of the explosion of the pit."

Fang Jianchen practiced tossing Lei and said, "It was Cornell who taught me. That boy."

The Hundred-meter Flying Knife didn't say anything.

Fang Jianchen stopped and asked, "What the hell is Cornell doing? What does the alliance want to do?"

Baimi Flying Dao raised his eyebrows and said vaguely: "I've gone to do a big thing!"

"Oh—" Fang Jianchen suddenly became excited, "I just knew, Brother Dao! What big thing has you done? Why don't you tell us? You can't be like this."

Baimi Feidao whispered: "I can tell you, but you can't tell others, including Zhao Zhuolu and others, can you do it?"

Fang Jianchen said, "Of course!"

Baimi Flying Dao thought for a while, shook his head and said, "They are your best brothers, I don't believe it."

"But I have to obey the orders too! I am a soldier!" Fang Jianchen said, "Trust in them cannot change my loyalty to the organization! I will absolutely obey the orders of my superiors!"

Baimi Flying Knife said, "Yes. So am I."

Fang Jianchen: "Ah?"

He walked around and understood the meaning of the hundred-meter flying knife coming over. He curled his lips in disappointment.

Baimi Flying Dao said: "I am so idle that I have nothing to do, I can also give you a task."

Fang Jianchen asked excitedly: "What is it?"

Baimi Flying Knife: "Help me write a report. Feel the pain of the leader."

Fang Jianchen turned his feet, and the void seemed to throw a thunder towards the hundred-meter flying knife. The hundred-meter flying knife ran together.

The two of them played on the side of the playground for a while, and the exercise time of the 100-meter flying knife ended, so they decided to go back.

"It's so boring, no one can play with me." Fang Jianchen chased him and said, "Really, you can assign me a mission. I've adjusted it."

"In two days." The hundred-meter flying knife ran back and waved at him, "Young man, don't be anxious!"

The holidays are indeed a bit boring for them.

Liansheng buried her study career in a deep and she had no choice but to live a fulfilling life. In return of her hard work, her driving career has achieved remarkable achievements.

The military headquarters is mostly soul drivers, and more often they are forced to produce physiological reactions in emergency situations. Under the influence of this large group, a winning streak was successfully promoted to the new king. The soul level is far beyond the average level. The simulated buildings and living mouths that are knocked over can be connected to the alliance and continue to break through.

The distance is more than three kilometers, and the accident rate is as high as 100%.

No one dares to surpass it for the time being.

This data shocked everyone. They couldn't believe that someone could drive a mecha, but they couldn't drive. What kind of slutty operation is this?

Cheng Ze said in amazement: "You are not a soul driver, you are a undead driver! The direct train to hell!"

Lu Mingyuan patted his chest and said, "As long as I have a breath, I will definitely not bother you to drive."

Ji Ban said seriously: "...You'd better give up, it's hard to drive. The alliance doesn't have ten years of driving experience and can't get on the road. And it's very tiring."

Zhou Shirui: "Why do you have to pursue the limit? Driving is not done with sudden brakes and drifts every step."

They couldn't imitate the picture.

After observing the Hundred-meter Flying Knife, he sighed: "This is not a heavy installation, I dare not let you open it, otherwise I would not even be able to leave our military base."

The weapon developer touched his chin and said, "In a sense, it is also a new killer weapon, maybe it can be developed."

His colleague said: "The killing weapon used for suicide is not used anymore, right?"

"Simulation is different from reality. I am a performing player." Lian Sheng said, "Everyone believes in me, please support me. Long live friendship!"

Fang Jianchen: "Friendship? It doesn't exist."

Zhao Zhuolu: "...Only heroic souls can last forever."

Lian Sheng sighed: "I am very disappointed with you."

So are they!

The Hundred-meter flying knife pushed them and said, "If it really hurts, I'll go out and help me with work. Have you seen so many jobs on the street that require volunteers? What kind of car to learn? Older toy cars? Isn't it good to live happily? I'll have a task if I have a few more days of happiness, so don't make trouble here."

Everyone was waiting for his so-called mission with peace of mind.

Ji Ban's implicitness was kept at the Sixth Army for repair after the damage.

They went to Kafa and the port one after another. During this period of time, Ji Ban did not receive any implicit messages. When he returned to District 29, he still did not see his beloved aircraft, which made him feel the alliance and the doubts of his mecha in an instant.

Fortunately, the mecha maintenance work was handed over to Ms. Lin Lie, and she still stayed at the military base.

Ban Ji went over and asked, and the reply was that the mecha appearance had been repaired, but the control center was still a little bit connected, and they were finally correcting the data.

Ji Ban was a little confused because there was no problem with the center at that time, in order to repair parts and connection parts. The center involved the control and operation mode of the entire mecha. Only the driver himself had the greatest decision-making power, and the improvements of others may not be suitable for him.

Ji Ban was a little panicked. He was afraid that the people from the research institute would see his code confusing and would make some modifications and sort out for him. Or that the opponent was curious about the mecha and did some irreversible behaviors, and then he kept checking for omissions and filling in the gaps... to fill in the gaps.

Lian Sheng comforted him that Ms. Lin Lie was a brainy person. And she was really busy. Maybe she would put it on the verge of cultivation halfway through, and she would not come back.

Two days later, the mecha of Ji Ban was finally handed over.

Lin Lie came out of the research institute and asked him to come and collect it at noon.

Ban Ji didn't sleep all night, and got up from the bed excitedly early in the morning, greeting everyone, "Get up! Come and see my new mecha!"

The crowd was also very supportive. They lined up behind him and went to the back of the base to check the mecha.
To be continued...