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The adjutant glanced at Nan Jing, and thought to himself, what else does this kid want to say so that he can be used as a punishment?

"Say."

Nan Jing gritted his teeth and said, "I just want to ask you which dormitory I was assigned to. You can't let me sleep in the hall at night, can you?"

The adjutant looked suspiciously at the surrounding soldiers, and asked with a dark face, "...Didn't I say anything?"

Shaking their heads in unison.

In fact, they also really want to know what the special treatment for the paratroopers is.

The adjutant's complexion improved a little, he looked Nan Jing's face up and down for a moment, and said, "You live in room 001, the gate is locked at nine o'clock in the evening."

Nan Jing said: "Yes!"

The adjutant gave Nan Jing a disgusted look.

Nan Jing was baffled, how did he offend this guy?

The adjutant cleared his throat, and Nan Jing's heart suddenly stopped again.

Damn, did you think of a way to torment me again?

"After finishing today's [-] push-ups, I owe you other training for the time being. Let's see how you perform in the future."

Nan Jing opened his mouth, which means he can eat tomorrow and the day after tomorrow?

Emma is so nice!It turned out that he misunderstood the adjutant.

After the officer left, the vanguard looked at Nan Jing with a hesitant expression, and surrounded him.

Nan Jing made a blocking movement with both hands, ready to fight at any time.

"……what?"

The captain of the vanguard walked up to Nan Jing and said speechlessly, "Private fights are not allowed on the battleship."

Nan Jing: "I won't tell you sooner."

He retracted his arms and was about to walk towards the corner and do push-ups with the equally hard-working Al.

A vanguard couldn't hold back, and asked, "Hey, No. 39, you can live in the same room as Admiral Shen. With such an awesome background, what kind of vanguard are you doing with us?"

"That's right, you know what the vanguards do, but you have to be the first to rush to fight once a battle starts, and the battle damage ratio is the highest among all the troops."

"Boy, you look like a girl with thin skin and tender flesh, don't you be Admiral Shen's little lover?"

Nan Jing thought he heard it wrong, and asked the first soldier who spoke, "What do you mean by 'living in the same room with Admiral Shen'?"

The vanguard also felt baffled: "You don't know? No. 001 is where Admiral Shen lives."

Nan Jing was shocked, and secretly cursed.

The captain said, "You're not one of his people, are you?"

Nan Jing was speechless: "If I could be his man, that adjutant would dare to treat me like this? Damn, did they make it clear that they want to punish me?"

The soldiers also felt that it was not that simple when they saw his blue and white face, and facing Nan Jing, they always felt like they were bullying a child with cynicism.

Al knocked his head to the ground, got up wheezing and ran to Nan Jing's side: "Brother, what should we do? You don't really want to live in the same room with him, do you?"

Then why Shen Qiao simply didn't want to live anymore, he knew that Nan Jing's identity was the empress, yet he dared to let Nan Jing get in close contact with him on purpose.

If Landis knew about it, would Shen Qiao still be a fool? !

Nan Jing took a deep breath, held back the burning little universe, patted Al on the shoulder, and said, "Let's go, continue to do push-ups."

It was not the first time for the vanguards to see the paratroopers, but the ones in the past were all well-clothed and well-fed purely for their military merits, and the lieutenant-general ignored them and never troubled anyone.

They were puzzled by Nan Jing's situation, not to mention that Nan Jing could endure the adjutant's faultfinding, so they couldn't help but slightly changed their impression of Nan Jing.

Of course, the critics are not enough to make them recognize Nanjing.

After all, the classes are different, how can we easily be friends!

Nan Jing lay down on the ground and heaved together, and Al next to him also heaved together.

Both of them were red-faced and sweated already.

Al said: "Brother, are we really going to do this?"

Nan Jing gritted his teeth: "Or else."

Al: "They won't be able to find out if you do a few less secretly, right?"

Nan Jing saved his strength and wanted to do the saved more than 100 push-ups, so he omitted his sneer, and said with a blank expression: "That guy made it clear that he can't get along with me, believe it or not, he's definitely looking like a voyeur somewhere Staring at the two of us, once he found out that one was missing, he would roar and rush out to tear us apart inhumanely."

Al looked depressed: "Brother, am I particularly unqualified?"

"Ok?"

"Being a knight on the first day will hold you back."

Nan Jing thought to himself how stupid and naive this kid must be, he is obviously holding him back! ?

Nan Jing said: "Don't say that, they are all after me, and these things are nothing at all."

Isn't it just three hundred push-ups?

Do you really think he is a weak little flower from the greenhouse with fists and embroidered legs?

Nan Jing wanted to prove with practical actions that they were all wrong!

After finishing the push-ups, Al squatted beside Nanjing and waited for him to finish.

As early as when he was simulating the captain's forehead, he had already discovered that this teacher's wife's spiritual power and ancient martial power absolutely surpassed most people, and the rapid upgrade was terrifying.

Al scratched the floor and said, "Brother, your vision is so vicious, and you have found out all my weaknesses so quickly. Is it necessary for me to protect you by your side?"

Nan Jing sighed and propped himself up.

The further you go back, the harder it is to do push-ups, and your arms feel sore.

Nan Jing breathed slightly, and said: "No one will give me time to discover a weakness on the battlefield. Don't forget how many times I fought with you before I discovered a single weakness of yours."

After all, simulated battles are not real battlefields.

After all, Nanjing's technology in mecha driving is still not as good as mecha manufacturing.

On the battlefield, life and death can often be decided in an instant, but in the virtual world, Nan Jing can carefully search for Al's weaknesses through countless observations and failures.

To put it more simply, Nam Kyung's victory was opportunistic, while Al was a real one.

"It seems reasonable for you to say that."

Al nodded thoughtfully, and asked again: "But why are you so smart? Almost no one can discover my weakness."

Moreover, the speed at which Nan Jing discovered it was too terrifying.

At this time, Nan Jing also finished [-] push-ups, clapped his hands and sat down on the ground, heaving a long sigh of relief.

"I used to learn how to make mechas at school, so my understanding of mechas is naturally better than others. When making mechas, I will make them according to each person's characteristics and avoid their weaknesses."

Al looked admiring: "So awesome?"

Nan Jing smiled, he would not tell Al, he has never made a mecha until now!

However, his source of consciousness is not damaged, and Gu Wu's levitation has reached a certain level, and the mecha manufacturing data in the terminal has also been recorded in sevens and eights.

Nan Jing believes that given him the available parts now, he can make a complete mecha.

Nan Jing said: "Not to mention your mecha, even if someone else's mecha is played a few times in front of me, I can see his flaws.

Al said: "What are the advantages and disadvantages of Master?"

Nan Jing: "Of course, everyone has their own shortcomings."

Al's eyes lit up: "Tell me, tell me!"

Nan Jing thought for a while, he had already discovered the shortcomings of the Landis mech a long time ago, but this shortcoming is not easy to make up for.

"His mecha is mainly attack-oriented, with insufficient defense. Once he encounters an opponent stronger than him, the consequences will be disastrous."

Al: "... Is there any difference between you saying this and not saying it?"

The premise is to meet a stronger opponent than him.

But in Al's view, this major premise does not exist at all!

Nan Jing touched the sweat on his head, and said with a faint smile: "There are people out there, and Landis is still very young. There are many strong people who are not as good as Landis, but they have experienced many battles and accumulated countless experiences. These are sometimes more important than talent."

Al finds it incredible.

"Brother, you are already an empress, why do you still have to suffer here?"

Nan Jing sighed and looked at the ceiling, and said, "Brother wants to earn military merits, otherwise everyone will look down on me. Although Landis doesn't say anything, he is actually under a lot of pressure."

Al nodded half-understood, and said: "It's not easy for you, but your major is obviously mecha manufacturing, why do you have to get involved in the assault team? How good it is to be a mecha master, and the salary is high. People find fault."

In the army, the status of a mech maker is very prominent.

They seldom need to follow the battlefield, most of the time they spend checking and repairing damaged mechs in the rear, with the highest safety factor.

Sometimes even if the front line is dead, the mecha masters are still alive and kicking without any injuries.

Moreover, the mecha master is everyone's key protection object, and the soldiers basically respect the mecha master.

On the one hand, it's because mecha masters really need protection, after all, their strength and stamina are different from soldiers.

On the other hand, offending the mecha master is equivalent to losing a protective shell.

What's more, if the mecha master is a little bit "sloppy" when repairing the mecha, the mecha warrior will be forced to suffer.

Mecha masters are always able to make their hands and feet seamless, and even after the investigation, it is difficult to find any clues.