Galaxy Era: I signed in on Mars

Kona came back to her senses and was about to move her chopsticks, but the last rice ball was gone. She squinted her eyes and stared at Xiao Xiya.

The latter acted as if nothing had happened, and could only pretend to be stupid in the face of his sister's majesty.

"Hahaha……"

Xiao Ze looked interesting, and couldn't help laughing out loud. In the next second, four murderous eyes swept over, Xiao Ze quickly shut up, and made a zipping movement around his mouth, not to be offended.

Kona is not as simple as the system anymore, she is the designer of the Ancient God, and she can push it down at any time to make her belly bigger, Xiao Ze has to let her do it, pamper her...

The two sisters ate all the food in the two big lunch boxes.

Little Siya wiped her mouth and was about to escape, but Kona grabbed her ears and yelled, "What are you doing? Where are you running? Ah?"

"Hey! It hurts! Sister! I can't do it!"

Xiao Xiya held Kona's wrist, which was holding her ear, and yelled in pain: "It hurts, sister! Let go! My ears will be stretched by you sooner or later!"

"Go to work!" Kona waved her palm and slapped Xiao Xiya's delicate buttocks hard.

"There is no sloppiness allowed! The final data must be checked by me at least three times!" Kona's eyes were burning, she straightened her back and put her hands in her pockets, as if a leader scolded her subordinates.

"Know it……"

Xiao Xiya pouted her mouth and drew a long voice, responding with extreme reluctance.

In this way, Xiao Xiya grievously operated various instruments and read the data of the energy source.

In Kona's words, this kind of work is very brain-intensive, and if she is not careful, she will have to do it all over again, so she can do it but doesn't want to do it. Since Xiao Xiya bumped into it by herself, she can't blame her.

Kona wants to know how much energy the energy source can release, which is crucial to the limit power of the Ancient God. After Kona's preliminary theoretical experiment, the ancient god with the existing energy power punches the ground hard, which will cause Plate ruptures, volcanic eruptions, global earthquakes and massive tsunamis!

If the limit power of the energy source is activated, the Ancient God can even punch through the planet's core. What a power it is...

After chatting with Kona for a while, Xiao Ze returned to the real world. He looked at the time deliberately, and it was actually the second before he entered the system space. Sure enough, the time in the independent space does not circulate.

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The next day, one hundred thousand Imperial Armed Forces arrived at the training base. This was a four to six-month closed military training. It completely followed the super-conventional training mode of the Planetary Field Army. It was no longer strict, but cruel, even more cruel cruel!

The large troop transport ships landed one after another, and the ladies and sisters of the crew heard the laughing and laughing voices in the cabin, and couldn't help turning their heads to look at these immature recruits from the empire. How could this nima look like a training camp...

Laugh, you can still laugh in a few hours, this lady will definitely give you a thumbs up.

The ship ladder fell, and the recruits of the empire put on the LET-497 tactical field helmets, raised their laser guns, and loosely got off the troop carrier.

Serious instructors and assistants frowned when they saw this, but they didn't say much, brats, you will know what soldiers should do and what they shouldn't do in a while!

The instructor's assistant picked up the loudspeaker, "I'll give you 5 minutes to gather on the playground, from tall to short. After 5 minutes, if I see which team is standing crookedly, the whole team will stand in a military posture for three hours!"

These words frightened the recruits. Standing in a military posture for three hours in this ghostly place on Muser Star can bring the dead back to life.

One hundred thousand recruits from the Armed Forces Army were trained in two bases in different areas. Each area had 4000 recruits. On a certain playground, four thousand recruits gathered in a hurry and lined up in squares in groups. The guns stand well, each square team has 40 people in the front line, 26 rows in the vertical direction, and the distance between each square team is five meters.

People who came to the planet Muser for the first time must not be able to stand the extreme environment, and the sweat dripped down their cheeks from the helmet.

"Stand up! Let me see who of you dares to wipe your sweat again! If you wipe again, you will be in the same military posture for three hours!" The instructor's assistant said coldly, and then wiped a few drops of sweat on his chin with his hand.

"Instructor! Why can't you wipe your sweat! We are humans! Not bugs!"

In an extremely hot environment, it is very uncomfortable not to wipe off the sweat on the face, especially the sweat that drips into the eyes. The desert army's desert special combat uniform and helmet masks can regulate body temperature, so that soldiers will not be so hot It was unbearable, but the group of recruits in front of them hadn't been given desert outfits yet, so naturally they couldn't bear the two stars of Muser.

"Who farted? Stand up!" The assistant instructor shouted, squinting at this group of guys who are not afraid of death.

A recruit came out of the square, and the instructor's assistant strode up to him. Looking at the Gaian's 'exquisite fair' face, the other party trembled in fright from his eyes that seemed to be eating people.

The instructor's assistant pointed at the ground and shouted: "Here, there is no reason. I told you not to wipe, but you just don't! My words are orders, and you have to obey them resolutely! Completely obey! Absolutely obey! Remember it!"

"Remember...remember."

"What I said, you have to answer, yes! Sir!" The instructor's assistant almost shouted, and his face suddenly approached in front of the drooling recruit, "Did you hear that!"

"Yes, sir."

The instructor's assistant grabbed the recruit's collar and dragged him out of the formation in front of 3999 recruits, "Run around the playground ten times!"

"long……"

"You are a big-bellied grasshopper! I said run! You have to run for me!"

The instructor's assistant kicked the recruit's butt while scolding, and the recruit ran out screaming. At this moment, another assistant walked by and shouted, "Ergou! Look at him!"

Hearing this, the instructor's assistant named Ergou pulled out the teaching stick from his waist, ran behind the recruits to supervise, and urged, "Quick! Quick! Quick! Speed ​​up! Speed ​​up!"

Seeing the comrades-in-arms who were forced to run, a group of recruits were a little bit annoyed, just because you contradicted a word, are you like this?

Simply not human!

"Aren't you convinced?" The instructor's assistant sneered, hooked his hands and said, "I'll give you a chance, ten out of ten, just beat me within one minute!"

These words... are a bit pretentious, both of them carry a head on their shoulders, who will give you your confidence?

"Offended the instructor, I'll come!"

"I'm coming too!"

Immediately, ten new recruits who were eager to try stood out in the square team. They were very strong, and they looked like they had been trained. There were too many thorns in the new barracks, and they had nails in their pockets-everyone wanted to stand out.

The instructor's assistant sneered, twisted his neck, rushed forward and kicked one down in an instant.

Those who can serve as instructor assistants are all graduates of the senior infantry school of the Hoshino Army, the most elite soldiers of the Desert Army, and they have been fighting all year round. How can a group of recruits who have not undergone military training be comparable in fighting skills? Crucially, within half a minute, all ten recruits fell to the ground and moaned.