Everyone else has traveled through time and space and been reborn, but I, the native cannon fodder

Mo Erya, Qiong Niang and Wu Meiyao went to the battlefield. Although the three of them had been together for a short time, they knew each other very well and cooperated quite well on the battlefield. Even though it was their first time on the battlefield. Battlefield, but among all groups, the performance is indeed outstanding.

Because they performed well, killed many enemies, and performed exceptionally well on the front line, the status of the three people in the team also increased, and they were promoted in just a few months.

While all the military college students who came with the troops were still busy with logistics, the three of them had already fought their way through the military industry with their own strength.

The military college students were so envious of this that even Zhang Xiaoli, who came with her to help in the weapons logistics department, couldn't help but ask her curiously when she found a chance to be alone with Mo Erya.

"Mo Nian, aren't you afraid of going to the battlefield?"

Before Mo Erya could answer, she started talking to herself, "Anyway, I'm very scared. I'm too timid to open a wooden warehouse."

After thinking for a while, she shook her head again, "Actually, it's not that I don't dare to open a wooden warehouse, it's just that I don't even dare to kill chickens, and I don't dare to see blood at all..."

Having said this, she beat her head with some annoyance and looked at Mo Erya with a hopeful look on her face, "Classmate Mo Nian, you know that feeling, right?"

Mo Erya scratched his head in embarrassment, "When I went to the battlefield, my mind was entirely on defending and killing the enemy. I really didn't have time to think about this issue."

Then he raised his head and looked around, and whispered in Zhang Xiaoli's ear: "Actually, it was the first time I went to the battlefield, the first time I opened a wooden warehouse, the first time I killed the enemy... I was also very scared in my heart, but the battle was too fierce at that time. Now, there is no time to be afraid."

"On the battlefield, there is no time for you to be afraid, and there is no time for you to buffer. Bullets are flying everywhere, and war is raging everywhere. You are surrounded by comrades who are constantly fighting. You cannot hold back your comrades, nor can you affect your comrades. Play…”

"Then you are really awesome."

Zhang Xiaoli couldn't help but raise her thumb, "We other students admire and envy the three of you. You are really amazing."

"Hey, how powerful are the three of us? Besides, you will have to go to the battlefield sooner or later. It doesn't matter. As long as you don't think about it, just keep rushing forward. Besides, practice makes perfect in this matter. The number of times you go to the battlefield Once you get used to it, you’ll get used to it, and it’s no big deal.”

What Mo Erya shared with her was her own experience up to now. She thought this matter... really just don't think about it, don't be afraid, just think about protecting your home and country, and just move forward with all your strength.

Zhang Xiaoli waved her hand, "I can't do it. I'm not as powerful as the three of you. If you can go to the front line later, just go to the front line later. Besides, our students majoring in weapons are already very busy dealing with weapons-related matters. But if we come, we may not actually go into battle to kill the enemy."

At least that was how she comforted herself in her heart, so she admired Mo Erya even more.

"Obviously among these classmates, you have the most detailed understanding of weapons, but..."

Before Zhang Xiaoli finished speaking, Mo Erya interrupted her, "Although I like weapons, I prefer the battlefield. That's where I should be."

"Uh, uh, uh."

Zhang Xiaoli nodded, "If I don't understand something in the future, or if I need to ask for advice, can I come to you directly?"

"Of course you can."

Mo Erya raised his eyes and looked at her, "We are good friends!"

"This is something that the weapons room has determined cannot be repaired and has been eliminated. You can see if it can be repaired."

As she spoke, Zhang Xiaoli secretly took out a badly damaged wooden warehouse from her baggage, "I've brought the things to you. You can think about it slowly, and I'll leave first."

"Xiaoli, you are so kind. Thank you. You can go and do your work first!"

This was what Mo Erya asked Zhao Xiaoli to do. She wanted to get the weapons that had been eliminated from the weapons room and study them exclusively. If they could be repaired, she would repair them as much as possible, which would save materials.

If it couldn't be repaired, she would use the parts to upgrade the three of them's weapons.

After all, on the battlefield, a good weapon that is handy is more beneficial to performance.

When Qiong Niang and Wu Meiyao came back from helping Mo Erya to prepare meals, they saw her fussing around in the room. Qiong Niang handed her the lunch box and leaned over to watch her busy, "I said why don't you go and eat by yourself? Weapon Major Did that girl come over and give it to you?”

Mo Erya kept moving her hands and nodded, "Yes, she is a good girl."

Can a girl who treats her well and gets her good things from time to time not be a good girl?

"Don't worry, you're not too tired. You've been fighting for more than ten hours, and finally you can rest for a while after changing teams. Why don't you take a rest if you're still going through all this?"

Wu Mei slapped her waist and mouth. She was exhausted anyway, but she didn't have as much energy as Mo Erya to do all this. Now she wished she could just lie on the bed, have a good sleep, and her bed never separate.

"Who says I'm not tired anymore."

Mo Erya blinked his sour eyes.

"I also want to do this to relieve my fatigue. Besides, it won't delay much. After dinner, I'm going to rest."

No matter how strong she is, she is still a little tired and needs to rest.

After saying that, she quickly started cooking. While eating, she studied the scrap wood warehouse. There were parts that could be disassembled and used in their own weapons, which could improve the performance of the weapons of the three of them.

Qiong Niang yawned, "Then don't worry about it too late. I can't bear it anymore, so I'm going to rest first."

"Go, go, you two rest first, I'll be fine soon."

Mo Erya waved her hand and sent the two of them to rest, while she took the time to cook and took advantage of the time to seriously think about how to use these discarded parts.

When she thought clearly, a bowl of rice was finished. She touched her belly with satisfaction. In fact, she still felt a little hungry, but the rice was already finished. Mo Erya looked at Cheng Liang's empty bowl with regret, feeling quite disappointed. Some regrets.

Forget it, I'm too sleepy, I'll go eat when I wake up.

They now organize teams every day, and the teams on the front line are different at each time period. After all, they have to be replaced constantly, someone will always get injured, and someone will have to be replaced to rest and eat. No one is really steel. Forged, you can eat or drink, and you can't feel tired.

At least they are just ordinary people. Besides, there are more troops on the front line and there are enough manpower, so they can be relatively relaxed. If it were not for the manpower, I am afraid that everyone would not be able to rest so easily.

It’s great to live another day today!

Before going to bed, this thought flashed through Mo Erya's mind. Before she had any other thoughts, she fell asleep as soon as it touched the bed.

Soon, the whole room was filled with the sound of breathing.