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Chapter 402 Why Are You Serious?

"Steel needs to be practiced, iron needs to be beaten, get ready!"

"Steel has to be practiced, iron has to be struck, and sword has to be sharpened..."

A phalanx of different heights and races, but exceptionally energetic, is doing pre-dinner singing training in front of the No. [-] cafeteria of the Atlas mother base.

"Okay, very energetic!" Cormac, who was in charge of training them, waited until everyone sang at the top of their voices three times before nodding, and then waved his hand, it's time to cook!
As an international military contractor, Atlas has a very mixed staff, so the canteen has a variety of dishes. Although the canteen needs to swipe the card to eat, the meal price is completely worthy of the dishes, meat, vegetables, eggs, milk, flying in the sky, running on the ground Yes, there is everything for swimming in the water, so the elites from all over the world who come here for training first fell in love with this large dining hall that can accommodate 3000 people for dinner at the same time.

Cormac walked up to the second floor with a plate and a drink, and saw his boss sitting comfortably by the window, sipping lemonade in a glass. In front of him was a half-eaten vinegar fish and a piece of pork knuckle. And a side of rice.

"That's all?" Cormac put his pile of plates on the table, and sat across from Fisher.

"This is just an appetizer. I'm thinking about whether I'll have a chicken taco or a sukiyaki pot later. That guy Daqi said he left me ten catties of wagyu beef!" Fisher put down his water glass and shook his left hand , and then the robot waiter who was wandering around in the distance immediately ran over and filled the cup.

"That must be chicken tacos!" Cormac picked up his fork, picked up a big lump of noodles and meat mixture, and swallowed it in one bite.

"The beef is waiting for the New Year, let's have dinner together!"

"Then I have to ask the logistics to bring over a dozen more, otherwise it won't be enough for you to eat!"

"Hahaha, then I'll order one first, and then I'll set up four pots and cook together!"

"Then I'll give you a super double. Why don't you find a master to make you the size of a bathtub, and you can eat while swimming in it!"

"Hahahaha!"

After all, the two laughed together.

"How about these guys?" Fisher picked up the bowl and chopsticks, pointing at the elite astronauts below who were addicted to cooking.

"Very strong. They have basically received systematic training and have a solid foundation. Many of them have thousands of hours of flight time. Now they are exposed to new things and still learn very quickly, just like sponges. Same!"

"After all, the talents carefully selected by a country must be stronger! Didn't they conflict with our students?"

"It's up, but I didn't make a fist, but I plan to decide the winner in the first assessment this weekend. I heard that they even took their own ration coupons as a bet!"

"That cost a lot of money!" Fisher nodded thoughtfully. In fact, he also has another meaning for providing technical support to various countries. The stability of the Atlas ship depends not only on As the leader, no one can relax. Since the Battle of New York, Atlas has become a school of its own in the aerospace field. In the short term, everyone can rely on excitement to charge forward. Scheer gave some technologies to various countries, so that the elites under his command could have a sense of crisis.

As for the ration coupons, it doesn’t matter. This is an internal benefit that every soldier has. You can use the coupons to take an Atlas military plane to travel to any country that has an Atlas military base. Many soldiers If you are not married or don’t like to travel, you can use this voucher to exchange for other benefits, such as new home appliances, or convert it into cash, so it’s okay to bet on it.

"Okay, what subjects are you taking this week's exam?"

"For first aid and damage control in a weightless environment, we will not go to the simulation cabin, and plan to transfer a frigate for practical operations!" Cormac said.

"That's fine. If our people lose, practice to death for me, and if they win, practice to death for me too!"

"Of course, those guys have the energy to bet and make trouble, which means that the amount of training is not enough. I have already added material to the plan for the second week, and they will know by then!"

"I like this!"

Not only the space force of Atlas, but also the fighter force, the Marine Corps, and even the logistics force have successively increased various assessments and trainings. They have to rush into the desert once in three days, although Atlas There are the best equipment and the best weapons, but Fisher demands that the people who operate the equipment must also be the best!

If there is no accident, then Fisher will have been supervising the big training of Atlas until the Chinese New Year. However, the east side is not bright and the west side is bright. Shuishui, strictly speaking, is Stark!
"Order a battleship-level pulse accelerator?"

Fisher looked at the report that had just been handed over, and he was puzzled. This kind of order Atlas usually accepts internal orders, or at the national level, but the Stark Group needs a The pulse accelerator cannon that can only be used on battleships is a bit weird.

"Could it be that Stark knows the murderer who killed his parents and is going to shoot him?"

Fisher automatically made up the scene of Stark sitting on the turret with an angry face, and Captain America and Baji in front of the gun mouth parting with each other, hoping to be the first to die. It really made people cry!
"Stark, what the hell are you doing? What are you doing with that thing, bombarding the White House?"

Lu Xun said that when you encounter something you don’t understand, you have to figure it out, so Fisher directly called the other party and asked him to clarify. If the other party really planned to bomb the White House, he could give the other party a few missiles as gifts.

"How is it possible, what's the use of smashing the White House? Fisher, I made it!" Stark on the phone looked a little tired, but he was very energetic.

"What are you making? Are you flying leaves?" Fisher was at a loss. Did he and Pepper succeed in making humans?
"Congratulations, then I will reluctantly be a godfather to my child!" Fisher opened the drawer of his desk, and there was a silver m1911 pistol with an ivory handle inside, which could be used as a gift!

"What child, no, it's a mecha, Fisher, I've already built that thing!" Stark was a little anxious seeing that he hadn't reacted yet.

"Mecha, oh, mecha?" Fisher suddenly remembered the satellite he had put up after the Battle of San Francisco.

"No, you really built this thing?" Fisher looked at him in disbelief.

(End of this chapter)