The mecha she wore on her body became flexible instantly, and she could move her fingers and arms at will.

He was delighted and prepared to take two steps.

As a result, he pushed the ground with his right foot and tried a little harder. He ran out several meters away in a mecha. His body suddenly lost balance and rolled out horizontally and bounced back to the wall. Then he lay on the ground.

The sergeant officer smiled. He liked to watch the rookies make mistakes.

"Private, your current training task is to be familiar with the armor on your body, read the armor manual, and understand the weaknesses of the alien beast. I hope you can be familiar with applying your mecha before the next mission comes."

After saying that, the sergeant officer turned around and left, leaving Fang Zhishen himself in this spacious training room.

As soon as he walked far away, he heard another "pop" sound from behind. You can guess without thinking. It must be that Fang Zhishen was not strong enough when he got up and fell down on his back.

Fang Zhishen, who fell a few times, was not discouraged. On the contrary, he was very happy now. The power and speed of the primary armor assisted were completely beyond his imagination. If he used it skillfully, he would not have been able to kill enemies on the battlefield in the future.

An hour later, before leaving get off work, the staff member William was curious and came to the training hall again. He secretly saw outside. He said, "Good guy, Fang Zhishen was still lying on the ground. To be precise, he should be rolling around."

"Why!"

The officer shook his head, sighed, and turned away. He was sure that this was a soldier with no talent, because the stupidest soldier he had ever seen could walk freely within an hour, but Fang Zhishen could not even do this.

Fang Zhishen was already fascinated by training and had no idea that the sergeant came to peek.

The thing about walking freely in armor was too simple for Fang Zhishen. He could do it easily less than a few minutes after the first time Sergeant William left. For some reason, his nerves seemed to be able to penetrate the essence of the mecha and wrap the armor.

It felt as if this armor was part of his body, his muscles, his bones, and his tendons. Fang Zhishen didn't know at this time that the metal light ball he picked up before traveling through had evolved his nervous system.

Rolling on the ground just now was his imitation of the sleeping skills in unlimited fighting before traveling, that is, the ground technology, and the purpose was only to verify how flexible the armor can be.

After the sergeant officer peeked and left, Fang Zhishen took a short rest and opened the electronic instruction manual left by the sergeant.

After watching for a while, he finally understood why such awesome armor did not fire with electricity, rather than asking humans to activate it with their own strength.

The armor is very powerful, but the person inside, that is, the "engine", must have enough power to exert a qualified attack. If the punching power is less than 100 kilograms, even if you wear the primary armor, you cannot cause damage to the lowest-level amorphites.

Therefore, this opening device is also a sign to verify whether the soldier is qualified.

The weapons of the armor were originally difficult for Fang Zhishen to understand. Although the firearms of long swords, shields, crossbows, and metal bullets were many times better than those of the time he was originally in, they were still just the most basic physical force.

You should know that in more than two thousand AD, powerful weapons in pure energy form such as laser cannons and magnetic cannons had already appeared. Why did this era give up?

It was not until he saw the ability of alienated insect beasts that he understood the reason.

These aliens did not evolve and grow naturally, but were cloned by extraterrestrial interstellar pirates. The genetic technology of these interstellar pirates is very powerful, and the life forms they create are almost immune to the attacks of pure energy.

High temperatures, low temperatures, viruses have almost no purpose for them. The easiest way to kill them is to kill purely physical power.

Knife slashing, arrow shooting, metal bullet damage.

"Does the cold weapon battlefield in the high-tech era? I like it!"

Fang Zhishen's heart was hot and could not suppress his excitement. The seedling knife in his hand slashed out, and a sharp metal chirping came from the air...

In the electronic manual, the sword and shield techniques used in armor are all very simple and direct moves.

The sword cuts, drops, and cuts, and the shield blocks, rushes, and bumps.

Although the moves are simple, the details are very complicated. The coordination of waist and legs, breathing, and the angle and amplitude of the chopping of the Miaodao are all strictly required.

Fang Zhishen was very unfamiliar with the drill according to the instructions, and just once, something that surprised him happened.

Because he actually practiced it once, it seemed that he had mastered these moves completely skillfully, as if he had practiced it thousands of times. The dense neural network in his body allowed his muscle memory to reach a magical state of never forgetting it.

Just when Fang Zhishen was surprised by his talent in martial arts practice, the "Didi" alarm came from outside the training room and the noise of footsteps.

Without guidance, Fang Zhishen was wearing armor and ran over in the direction of footsteps gathering.

In the square outside the building, countless soldiers wearing primary armor were arranged in columns. The sergeant who had just gotten off work hurriedly rode back in a suspended chariot, and had already worn a piece of armor that was taller and more complicated and exquisite than the primary armor.

The sergeant came to the front of the soldiers and whispered:

"Sky Eye Radar just discovered that about 300 B-level aliens and C-level aliens were missing the net, which was close to the Orc Basin in Titan District 35, and very close to the residential area. All teams at the base 1024 are responsible for intercepting and blocking, and our 33rd Company is responsible for the auxiliary road in the southwest direction. We must never put half an alien into the residential area."

"Yes! Sir!"

More than a hundred people in the military site shouted in unison.

The sergeant glanced at every soldier. He didn't know how many of these more than 120 people could come back alive. The beginning of each war was a farewell.

"Private third-class is in deep depth!"

The sergeant saw Fang Zhishen, who was confused on the edge of the team.

"arrive!"

Fang Zhishen's voice was loud.

"You go to the medical team to report immediately."

The sergeant knew that the guy in front of him could only roll on the ground wearing armor for an hour. The best place for such a talented soldier is the medical team and the kitchen team. He didn't believe that two hours of training could make Fang Zhishen a soldier who could kill enemies on the battlefield.

It’s not that the sergeant is compassionate. You have to know that there is only victory or defeat on the battlefield, but no mercy. The reason why he does this is because he doesn’t want anyone to drag him down on the battlefield. He must ensure that every soldier fighting on the battlefield can play 11 or more than 2. It is obvious that Fang Zhishen does not have such ability in his heart.

"Hmm? Medical team?"

Fang Zhishen, the ignorant, was fearless and shouted:

"Report to the sir! I'm going to the battlefield!"

The sergeant admired this guy's courage very much. He rarely smiled and said loudly:

"Private Third Class Fang Zhishen, I will not make a rude order to take human life. Get out of the medical team and report it, and the military order is like a mountain!"

The four words "sceptic" of human life made more than one hundred soldiers laugh in unison. This is not the first time that the sergeant said this. Almost all the soldiers with extremely poor talent are soldiers, and they are often the fastest people on the battlefield.

"Yes! Sir!"

When things got to this point, Fang Zhishen had no other choice except to salute and accept the order. The military order was as good as a mountain, and it was never empty talk.

There is team information in the armor, which can directly locate the gathering position of the medical team.

Fang Zhishen navigated the map and headed straight to the direction of the medical team. When he arrived at the medical team gathering area, he found that all the new recruits from other teams were sent here.

Sixty percent of these guys have pale faces. I guess if it weren't for the armor, their muscles would have been trembling. Anyway, their lips were trembling. There were also three percent of them with a calm face. Those who were all veterans who had been through the battlefield were used to it and looked down on life and death. The last one was full of fighting spirit, which was the fearless ignorant of Fang Zhishen.

"Private Third Class reported to Shen!"

Fang Zhishen came to the head of the team and bowed to the commander.

"Go to the third medical team to take the team."

The commander looked at the excited and young face and pointed a direction casually and told him to go over.

These people were soldiers who were directly eliminated by the battlefield troops, or soldiers with very poor performance. He had long been used to watching such soldiers come and go in his team.

Fang Zhishen came to the third team and was surprised to find that he was an acquaintance, Kate, Rose, and Manley were also in the third team.

They greeted each other with their armor, showing the sexy figures of the three women to the fullest. Women who exercise regularly will basically not have bad figures.

The three women were also impressed by Fang Zhishen, who was scared to death on the battlefield and urinated all over his thighs, so naturally they could recognize him at a glance. The three women did not find it strange that Fang Zhishen appeared in the medical team. Could it be that he could still face the aliens like this? That was equivalent to murder.

The medical team has the largest load of weight in all companies, even larger than the single load of the kitchen team. They must carry enough medicine, bandages, and some relatively light life-saving equipment.

Fang Zhishen was carrying no less than 200 kilograms of medicine, but with the assistance of the exoskeleton armor, this weight would not have any impact on the action.

A group of people climbed onto the floating chariots one after another and followed the battle team to the battlefield in the Orc Basin.

There were a group of silent people in the chariot, and the only quietness was the sound of each other's breathing.

The car window was dark outside, like thick ink overturned, but in the distant sky, there was a faint dark red. The complex and different shapes of distant mountains formed a series of thin lines crisscrossing at the junction of the sky.

The thin lines are wonderful, outlining the monsters of ink and water, and slowly slashing as the chariots move forward. The ancient silence and majesty force people to breathe and become cautious. The shape of these mountains is the origin of the name of the orc basin.

Fang Zhishen looked at the world outside the car window with his eyes fixed on his eyes. The color of the ancient prehistoric world was like a drop of ink, dripping into his boiling blood. It was the smell of fate, which made him hold the handle of the knife involuntarily, and his eyes seemed to become brighter.

A hand that was very slender and beautiful even in the exoskeleton armor patted Fang Zhishen’s shoulder and said:

"Don't be nervous, we will temporarily build a medical center outside the war zone. If it is just a 300BC-level alien, our location will be almost unaffected. Take a deep breath and relax."

The person who spoke was Rose, this beautiful woman with brown hair and a warm smile, was the captain of their third team.

"Uh! I'm not nervous, I'm just a little excited!"

Rose looked at Fang Zhishen's hand holding the hilt tightly, smiling without saying anything.

"Si...si..."

A string of electronic music sounded from the speakers in the floating chariot, followed by a thick baritone voice:
Chapter completed!