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Chapter 164: A New Will

The next day, after greeting all the doctor's relatives, I finally got rid of my unfortunate corset.

The people from the teaching group came to see me first. These guys were all well-dressed and full of joy, and the military ranks on their shoulders seemed to be one or two higher.

There is a feeling that everyone is happy except me.

"Hey, Dad Chen, have you heard? We had a big victory yesterday. We knocked out an ocean-going combat ship. The other two would have been finished if they hadn't run so fast. Fortunately, you destroyed them.

That heavy-carrying ship, oh, and the mecha that Mr. Roddes sent urgently, if you hadn't involved this relationship, we would have been finished."

Tieniu opened his big mouth and kept talking, but he only talked about the first half of the battle report, and the second half was trying to highlight my role. I guess this big brother wanted to comfort me, but his eloquence was too bad.

, even a rough guy like me could hear the implication: Father Chen, don’t feel bad about it, your contribution has already been great, the merits and demerits are equal to each other, so it doesn’t matter.

I could only smile bitterly.

During the entire chat, no one mentioned Edith, not even the Crassow family. Everything was spent in a harmonious and warm atmosphere, as if I signed a bad check last month.

"Speaking of which, Dad Chen, why did you drive out the gray-smiling robot? We thought the robot could fake corpses at first, and we were so scared."

The madman suddenly asked strangely.

"Nonsense, it would be nice to be cheered on by a gray smile when you die."

I lied, and after everyone heard it, they all had expressions like "I see, that's a great idea." They immediately let me pass.

A few hours later, a large team of Viborg Shooters also came over to visit the patient. However, these guys did not talk to me about a lot of nonsense, but handed me a golden credit card in a very serious manner.

"What the hell is this?"

I had a question mark on my face.

"Oh, according to the traditional rules of the mercenary army, you, the captain, will get 20% of the money from this contract, and we will share the rest according to our work."

Hitler replied.

"Twenty percent? How much is that?"

I took this credit card, which symbolized the highest VIP level, turned it over and over, and looked up and down strangely.

"About fifty-two million gold pounds."

Oh, it turns out there are fifty million in it.

Wait, more than 50 million gold pounds! The equivalent exchange rate is more than 400 million pounds, so why are there so many!

"Oh, the two heavily damaged ocean-going combat ships are all credited to our account. In addition, there is also the bonus for the mecha's downing. Oh, by the way, there is also the overtime compensation we requested from General Chen Tianmin according to your instructions, captain. The general will be here soon.

I agreed to a salary increase, so the commission increased by more than 50%."

Hitler answered very matter-of-factly, but I was almost dumbfounded.

Damn it, I just said it casually, do you really take it seriously? General Chen will not be so angry that he will find someone to kill me?!

"Forget it, forget it, you have no merit but hard work, that's it."

"I'll go, captain, you are too good at talking nonsense. What do you mean you have no credit..."

Hugo argued unconvinced.

"By the way, you have eaten a lot of the increased commission, why is it just such a small amount?"

I trailed off and smiled ferociously. The mercenaries immediately subconsciously protected their pockets, dispersed with a splash, and looked at me warily.

"This is the hard-earned money we exchanged for our lives. Captain, don't make any decisions."

I laughed, I haven't felt so happy in a long time.

Since then, the war in the coastal areas has gradually calmed down, paying a huge price of losing an ocean-going combat ship and more than 20 mechas, and severely damaging two ocean-going combat ships and a heavy-carrying ship. The "Black Sun" was severely damaged.

"Forced to withdraw from the territorial waters of the Republic, they no longer have the ability to launch an attack on any military base. Compared with the losses of mechas and battleships, the Satsuma Army is more saddened by the temporary loan of its signature ace to the "Black Sun", Matsudaira Shimoyoshi.

Lieutenant Colonel was also killed in the melee, which was a big blow to the powerful Satsuma Army mecha unit.

But generally speaking, as a test, although the price paid is not small, the Satsuma Army's tactical purpose has been achieved, and the next step is to sharpen their swords more crazily to prepare for war.

The casualties of the Republic Army were also huge. Three military bases were almost completely destroyed, thousands of casualties were suffered, and the material losses were incalculable. Fortunately, they were big enough, so they could still deal with the flesh wounds.

The top leaders of the Republican government, represented by General Chen Tianmin, realized that a huge crisis was imminent. In addition to taking the initiative to improve relations with the Treaty Army, they also required all mecha soldiers to start bringing in new recruits to cultivate reserves for the mecha soldiers of the Republic.

However, due to limited manpower, one member of the teaching group has to lead more than 30 people. The Marine mecha soldiers are even worse. Because there are more ground troops, one person has to lead more than 50 training soldiers.

I can't understand it, all kinds of chickens and ducks are arguing, it's a complete mess.

Although I was injured, I did not escape this mission, but the situation was better than those unlucky ones teaching in the field. Specifically, I was lying on the bed and talking, and then a group of navy and air force sergeants around me were doing it with admiration.

Notes, quite embarrassing.

After struggling like this for five or six days, I finally got the discharge application and was ready to return to Moscow to continue my studies for the remaining year.

On this day, I met Dumb.

At that time, I had just finished dinner and climbed upstairs leisurely. The other things in the hospital cafeteria were not good, but the fried noodles were surprisingly delicious. Shredded pork, cabbage, dried tofu, shredded eggs, and dried shrimp were all very flexible.

The gluten was just right, the ingredients were surprisingly sufficient, and the taste was great. I ate two big bowls and still felt unsatisfied. After savoring the taste, I pushed open the door to the ward, and unexpectedly saw Dumb smiling at me.

It's funny, my first reaction was to run away.

"Wait a minute, Chen Xiang, wait a minute. No one in this office means to blame you. After all, in this shabby place like ours, you mecha soldiers who have seen the world should look down on you."

Looking at the sincere expression on Ah-Dai's thin face, I really didn't know what to say, because apart from this big aspect, there was also a very important selfish reason that Ah-Dai didn't understand.

I awkwardly sat down on my bed. Dumb was still the same as before, wearing untidy clothes and listless as if he hadn't woken up. He seemed to be a little thinner than last time, and his body shape had reached a shocking level.

"It's really okay, Chen Xiang. There were a few twists and turns in the middle, but in the end the order was sent to our 715 Institute. Lin also agreed to use the power of 'Taurus' to assist in production. The profit was 40-60%, although the director was very unhappy.

, but the matter of Republic** mecha equipment is finally over."

Nonsense, 70% of the industrial capacity of the Republic is now in the hands of the Lin family. With the personality of that damn child, giving him 40% of the Republic's power is already a shame.

By the way, is it really over? At least in my mind there is one last thing that remains unresolved.

"Then, did Brigadier General Du Longfang... say anything?"

I asked secretly. To be honest, I always felt sorry for this old man.

Dumb's expression was a little strange.

"There is a saying, 'If you want to die, you must first contribute all your value before dying, otherwise you will die in shame.' That's what the director said. Don't mind."

I couldn't help but smile. It was indeed the old man's style. If he kindly advised me not to worry and take good care of my health, then his brain must be broken.

After chatting casually for a few more words, Ah-Dai stood up to say goodbye, and I suddenly felt an impulse.

"Dumb, you probably don't have a mecha test pilot yet."

"Well, until now, mecha testing has been done by ourselves as designers. It's quite troublesome. What's wrong?"

"Then I'll do it with you."

I made the request bluntly, which shocked Dumb.

"Hey, Chen Xiang, don't mess around. The 715th is a new unit. It doesn't matter what you want. The salary is much lower than that of the Navy and Air Force. Moreover, the highest military rank is only brigadier general and the main person in charge. Test pilots can be

A major and lieutenant colonel would be great, Chen Xiang, you are now a first-class ace pilot, and you have a promising future in other branches of the military. It is too unfair to come to our small temple, you have to think about this clearly."

I laughed. In terms of financial resources, the maras and gold pounds on my card are equivalent to hundreds of millions of local currency. I will not worry about spending money in this life and the next life. In terms of power, the tenth mercenary group in the world is

Under my command, you can pull him out to fight the rebels at any time if you want to fight, and you can enjoy sneak attacks. There is no point in being a general who has soldiers and power but wants people to control him everywhere.

So I answered him firmly.

"That's it, I voluntarily join Research Institute No. 715 directly under the Republic of China."
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