Chapter 143 The furballs in the greenhouse
“Hidden! Hidden!”
“Many-legged chariot! Two o’clock direction!”
A series of bright orange-red colors The line of fire swept across, and the torsos of several mobile infantrymen who had no time to hide were directly interrupted by the high-speed piercing rod fired by the Gauss machine gun.
After being hit, the upper body of the running soldier rolled forward with inertia, immediately pulling out a bunch of internal organs.
"Mason! I got hit!"
The main point of view wailed, and he raised his injured left hand to his eyes while shaking.
I saw that the lower arm had been cut off by an unknown stray bullet. The muscles at the fracture were still contracting and trembling under physiological stimulation. The broken white bone stubble was clearly visible
Here is' Babel's Training Complex No. 1 training facility.
At this time, five temporary field tents were set up here.
There are 20 Roma candidates sitting in each tent. On the panoramic screen in front of them, a first-person battlefield video is being shown.
High definition, post-repair, without any mosaic.
"Sergeant, where do you think Boss got this video from?"
"It should have been post-processed. It can be seen that it is spliced together from multiple videos, but this The scene of injuries from one perspective is indeed very real."
Sergeant Baninger stared at the screen, his expression becoming a little awkward.
"Don't tell me, this thing is indeed a bit bloody and exciting, and it reminded me of some bad memories."
Baninger's guess can be said to be accurate, because the video posted above is indeed that of An Po asked Lilith, the all-round AI, to help edit.
Many of the materials for the video were found on the Internet. As for the first-person camera movements.
Remember the wounded who escaped with Amber?
Although most of them are still in a state of recuperation, and basically they need to install prosthetics before they can continue to participate in the battle.
But their first-person battle footage is now put to great use.
Scenes of various severed hands and legs can be found in their battle videos.
After Lilith's editing, even Baninger and other marines who had experienced actual combat felt a little uncomfortable.
Not to mention these Roma people who have never faced war directly. The most violent thing they have done since childhood is to drink too much and fight with other people.
At first, most people still endured it. Even when they looked at the broken human bodies, they gritted their teeth and held on.
But wait until various close-ups of open wounds, penetrating injuries, and even close-ups of corpses on the ground.
These furballs, who look mighty but are actually honest and honest, can no longer hold back.
When one person got off to a good start, other Roma people began to vomit one after another.
"Were all the people who vomited recorded?"
"They were recorded, Sergeant."
Looking at the messy tent, Sergeant Baninger frowned.
Just after watching a battlefield documentary, nearly half of the people in this tent were vomiting uncontrollably.
It can only be said that the psychological endurance of these furballs is still too low.
"To put it mildly, these Roma people are just like livestock bred in a good environment. There is no trace of wildness in them."
Hear him If so, the Marines on the side also nodded in agreement. The female elf translator who was also standing aside also heard this sentence word for word.
“You are right, Sergeant Baninger.” The female elf turned her head and looked at him,
“Under the protection of the elves, these Roma people seem to be carefree. Concern, but in fact it is like a pet in captivity."
"Oh? It seems that you are very dissatisfied with this situation?" Baninger asked curiously:
< br>"So you egalitarians want to make the Roma people independent? But aren't you also an elf? Based on my shallow knowledge, I guess you elves should not be eager to continue to 'captivate' them?"< br>
Facing Baninger's question, the female elf did not answer, but showed a meaningful smile.
“Oh, it’s so tiring to talk to you Riddlers.”
Seeing that the other party was not going to continue to answer, Sergeant Baninger did not continue to struggle with this issue.
Leave these problems to the big shots.
He just wants to live the next day well, and then wait for the Boss to fulfill the promise of the young elf model.
"Okay, let's call out all these hairballs and let the cleaning robot go in and clean them up."
After Baninger finished speaking, he turned around and walked out.
The first training test as a meeting ceremony ended when the Roma people helped each other out of the tent.
Just like what Amber wrote in the notes about this part of the training in the training plan.
More than half of the Roma people could not bear the discomfort of this battlefield perspective and vomited out everything they ate on the road.
Originally, Baninger and the others were still guessing why Amber ordered so many cleaning robots.
Now, they finally understand Amber’s good intentions, and even feel that Amber bought less at that time.
“You hairballs! You look like you are all so tall, but you are actually helping those women who have no eggs!”
Standing in front of the Roma people who have completed the team again, Sergeant Baninger taunted them unceremoniously:
“I’m telling you, what you saw today is just the tip of the iceberg, and there are more bloody and cruel scenes that have not been shown to you. !
Have you ever seen a charred corpse cut into two parts by a high-energy laser beam?
Have you ever seen pieces of meat blown to pieces by programmed shrapnel at close range? "
Every time Sergeant Baninger said something, and then through the cold translation of the female elf, it reached the ears of these Roma people, some people trembled involuntarily.
"These None of you have seen it, but what I must tell you is that these scenes will happen around you at any time in the future, and even to you!
If you can't accept it psychologically, then I can't believe that all of you here can become a qualified Marine.
I have written down all the people who vomited during training today. The same training will be carried out irregularly throughout the month.
Every time the cruelty of the scene you see increases to another level.
If someone vomits more than three times, it’s embarrassing.”
Sergeant Baninger paused, and his sharp eyes slowly swept over these Roma people.
“This shows that you are not suitable for PMC at all. We will end your training early and send you home. ”
While Sergeant Baninger led the Marines, they began to drill these Roma people.
The two-ship formation composed of the Hermes and the Digger also broke away from the jump and came to the orbit of the planet where the 'Tower of Babel' is located.
(End of this chapter)