When Allen arrived at Peter's dormitory, two soldiers were wrestling their wrists in the dormitory, and the people on both sides were jeering loudly. As a black soldier roared and forcefully pulled down his opponent, the jeering was so enthusiastic that it almost lifted the roof.
"Sergeant, you're here." Peter also squatted by the side and stood up when he saw Allen.
The other soldiers greeted Allen and asked when the next test would take place. They were so excited by the afternoon test that if Peter hadn't taken them away, they would have stayed in the workshop. Peter blasted the soldiers away and put his hand on Allen's shoulder and said, "Do you drink?"
Allen shook his head and said, "You still have wine hidden in the dormitory."
"It's not a big deal." A soldier stood up and said, "It was because I hid wine in the barracks that I was kicked to the Border Rong Army."
"Come on, Sero. Why did I hear that you were drunk and crippled your officer's Sun Gen before you were assigned to the Border Rong Army? "Someone jumped up and retorted.
The man roared angrily, "Damn you, Piade, you're not a good person either. You guys don't know what to do, right? This guy slept with their major's woman. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been thrown into the Border Rong Army. "
The soldiers all laughed.
Peter took out a tin wine jug from under the bed, took a sip, and threw it to Allen. Allen shrugged and said, "I don't want to hear a story and drink."
He unscrewed the cap and took a sip. Unexpectedly, the wine was very spicy. He immediately coughed a few times and threw the wine jug back to Peter. "What is this?"
"We brewed it ourselves. You want to drink it? The days of the Border Rong Army are very boring." Peter laughed loudly, but there was no hint of malice in his laughter.
Allen sighed, "What kind of wine is this? This is alcohol."
"There's nothing we can do. We usually rely on this thing to anesthetize ourselves. Otherwise, we would have gone crazy facing the uninhabited border every day. " The black man who had just won pointed at himself and said, "My name is Vulcan. You have to remember me, sir. I'm twice as strong as these sissies. "
"Aren't you afraid of cutting your tongue with your boasting? You've only won against Gurney, and you really think you're so amazing, Vulcan." Someone whistled and taunted.
The black man immediately shouted and went forward to reason with them. Of course, their theories usually lead to violence.
"What a noisy bunch of fellows." Peter dug his ears with his pinky finger.
Allen nodded. "But also very energetic."
"I was forced to do this. If it wasn't for all the noise, I might not have been able to endure the loneliness and ended my life." Peter walked to the balcony and looked at the playground in the distance. "Sergeant, you can't imagine the loneliness. These fellows were not afraid of death, nor would they care about merit. Of course, it was undeniable that there were some cowards among them. But the army just kicked us away like garbage and left us alone. The loneliness of being ignored will kill us all. "
"Humans often need to constantly prove their worth. No matter what value it is, it is a living, or proof of existence. However, if you are thrown into the Border Rong Army, you will be treated as air, and there is nothing for you to prove yourself. If you stay for a long time, you will feel that you are not even as good as a stone by the side. At the very least, stones sometimes trip people's feet, but we don't even have the qualifications to become obstacles. "
Peter took a sip of wine and said, "No one cares about us. Whether we live or die, those big shots don't care. We don't have a mission. Sometimes, we go to attack small tribes of Saber Demons. It's just that we have nothing better to do. There is a public/official on our heads, but as the war progresses, the borders will change, and we will have to move as well. "
"How could this be?" Allen frowned and said, "I thought every soldier was valuable to the Federation."
"Because this place is far from Earth, even if the Federation government doesn't have such thoughts, President Mobius's eyes don't allow Keneng to see us little jue colors." Peter laughed self-deprecatingly, "So, on the battlefield of Nether Domain Star, of course, those adults have the final say."
Allen had a deep understanding of this. Not long ago, he had almost been executed by Russen, and the general's accusation was completely one-sided. However, just like Peter had said, Russen had the final say on the battlefield of the Outer Realm, Nether Domain Star.
"You let those guys take the test in the afternoon, indirectly letting them show their value." Peter smiled as he looked at the dormitory.
Two days later, Allen gave Berry a detailed report on the results of the first round of tests. Berry nodded and said, "Sergeant, how long do you think it will take to put it into production?"
"There will be a second round of routine tests tomorrow. Personally, I will be able to complete the data collection after two more rounds of tests. Next, a limited number of weapons will be produced and tested in one or two actual battles. If successful, we can carry out regular production and put it into use. This process will take about one to two months. "Allen replied.
Berry said cheerfully, "This sudu is already very fast. If you succeed, your results will be enough for you to be promoted to sergeant."
Allen nodded. The ranks of the Federation Army were determined by a combination of strength and merit. Each stage of the military rank had the most basic strength requirements, and then they could be promoted through the accumulation of combat strength. For example, corporals like Allen needed to be at least Level 10 to be competent. Second Lieutenants like Ron needed to be at least Level 15. At the first level of Major Coggess, the Federation standard was Level 20.
A soldier's military rank and official position were determined by the combination of strength and military achievements. Apart from being determined by the background of this era of advanced warfare, this also largely eliminated the phenomenon of incompetent officers appearing through power or nepotism.
"Alright, if you need anything else, let me know. You can go and do your work now." Berry said.
Allen took a step forward and said, "Colonel, I want to talk to you about the Border Rong Army."
"What, aren't those guys cooperating?" Berry frowned.
"No, I'm thinking about it. Anyway, the base needs to replenish its combat strength. Should we consider keeping them? " "I've been in contact with them," Allen said. "In fact, as long as I use the right method of communication, I think they are still a group of qualified warriors."
"This is not easy, Sergeant." Berry sighed and said, "If the Border Rong Army is a part of our Sirius system, then it won't be difficult to mobilize them. The difficulty is that they belong to the system of the Death Spreading Legion. If I want to keep them, I have to submit an application to General Rousen. Given our relationship with General Rousen, I don't think he will sign it. "
"But I'm curious, Sergeant, why do you think so?" Berry added.
"I know, the reason why they were assigned to the Border Rong Army was because they had made all sorts of mistakes. But no one made a mistake. They were all warriors. They just lacked the opportunity to prove themselves. Colonel, we … "
Berry shook his head. "It's not as simple as you think, Allen. I suggest you don't waste any more time on this. If you want to change the rules, you have to at least have the strength to do so. "
Allen nodded and said, "Alright, I understand."
He said goodbye and left. After Allen left, Berry coughed softly and said, "You can come out now."
A side door of the office opened and Lieutenant Peter walked in. He smiled at Berry and said, "Thank you, Colonel."
"I don't understand. Why do you think Sergeant Allen said that?"
"Because I was young once too." Peter smiled and said, "Young people are always impulsive and reckless. When Sergeant Allen looked at us, I knew what kind of person he was. "
"But, this is also an opportunity to change fate. Our sergeant isn't simple. If he suggests it, there's a good chance that you'll be forced to stay. Don't you think about it? "Berry said.
Peter shook his head. "The world we see is different. Right now, in his eyes, the world is so dazzling. Why should we add some unnecessary shadows? "
"Alright, actually, I want to say. If you submit an application, you don't need Russen's approval at all. Just the financial officer of his legion will raise his hands and agree to include you in our army. That will save him an extra sum of money, won't it? Perhaps the money will allow him to keep a mistress or two in Babylon. "
Peter smiled. "Of course, we are small fry. How can General Russen see us? But … forget it. "
Berry said, "Alright, as long as you like it."
Time passed very quickly in sequence debugging and data collection. Even Allen himself did not know that he had quietly spent his 13th birthday on this planet. In late June, the first batch of limited-production magic energy guns came off the production line and were distributed to the hands of the Border Rong Army. In a few days, they will conduct a combat test.
When the first magic energy gun was delivered to Allen, he wrote the name "Fierce Fire" on the magic energy gun that had condensed the hard work of everyone in the workshop. Although the sequence used by the Fire Fighting Rifle was ordinary, it was the first multi-purpose rifle that combined the characteristics of a firearm and a magic energy gun. Just the conversion between the two different shooting systems caused the gun designer, who had been personally assigned to Blood Hawk Base by Windsor Bellow, to have several white heads.
In the end, the body of the Fire Fighting Rifle was much rougher than that of an ordinary standard rifle. Only an expanded barrel would have enough space for two types of shooting systems. In order not to waste the space in the rifle's bore and its sturdy appearance, the master changed the original rifle's single-type continuous firing system to a double-type. As a result, even if it was fired with a bullet, its firing frequency was far above that of an ordinary rifle, and it could be considered to be worthy of the name of the fierce fire.
As for switching to the magic energy system, it could continuously fire a Blazing Missile. If the guns rang out, even an Awakened like Coggess could only temporarily avoid the sharpness. Otherwise, if all the missiles were hit, even if they didn't die, they wouldn't be seriously injured.
After all, when the Fire Fighting Rifle concentrated fire, the last or even more Blazing Missiles exploded in the same area. The superposition and reflection of the energy during the explosion were enough to destroy the Awakened's protective Origin Energy. As for those below Level 20, according to Allen's calculations, there were almost no survivors.
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