Girls und War

She stood by the windowsill, and the breeze blew a strand of her hair.

The group of girls sitting at the table were afraid that she would jump out if she turned around.

What should I do?

Al lowered his head, rapped the table with his knuckles, and said, "It's not a big deal."

"Meow." Nya Nya spread out her hands, indicating that she was powerless.

"If she continues like this, I'm afraid the company commander will have opinions about her." Shan Mei said with a sigh.

"What should we do? We're not Xia Shu." Xiao Mian said slurringly, holding a sweet stick in his mouth. "The person who tied the bell must untie it. I don't think she'll get better until Xia Shu contacts her."

nya nya nodded in agreement.

Ai Er sighed, turned to look at Ning, and said, "Ning, think of a solution."

Ning raised his eyes from the code, looked at Ai Er, and said, "What can I do?"

"No, you are often the best at it. Because you are a programmer." Nya Nya gave an amusing smile.

Ning sighed, turned to Miyu and said, "Miyu, I have a suggestion for you."

Mi Yu nodded and didn't look back.

"Every once in a while, the standing army will select outstanding soldiers to join the front-line troops. You can apply for a combat zone you wish to join. Do you understand what I mean?" Ning said to her.

A hair on Mi Yu's head suddenly moved, and she turned to look at Ning with a very serious expression.

"Do not lie to me."

Of course Ning didn't lie to her.

Most of the veterans in the Red Dragon Squadron were transferred from the regular troops.

Only recruits like Xia Shu and others who have performed particularly well in their company will be directly assigned to the front-line troops.

Having said that, after this battle, the Red Dragon Squadron was missing several gaps again.

As for who will fill the gap, it is hard to say.

221. End of rotation

Today is a happy day.

The Red Dragon Squadron's hard-fought days soaked in the rain have finally come to an end.

They finally no longer have to listen to the sound of rain, look up at the sky, and wait for the sun to come every day.

Because today is the day of shift change between the two squadrons.

The Red Dragon Squadron's three-month rotation in the imaginary battlefield has ended, and the next shift is the Sub-Wolf Squadron, which shares the same military flag.

Early in the morning, Qingxian gathered everyone who was in high spirits together.

Doragon arrived late, with a serious look on his face, as if there was something dirty growing on his body.

Qingxian coughed and gestured to Doragon, "Captain, how about saying a few words?"

Doragon glared and said, "Bullshit! Get out of here! Stop talking nonsense!"

Everyone couldn't help laughing, and under Qingxian's command, they finally tidied up the camp.

Then he put all the equipment back in place, put on only the basic training uniform he wore when he came, and took the roll call again.

At this time, the officer from the logistics department also arrived.

Qingxian took over the work with her, compiled all the information about the camp into a book, and gave it to the captain.

The captain communicated with the command center for a few minutes, and after confirming the handover, he nodded to Qingxian.

At this point they can exit.

In order to facilitate the login of the squadron behind them, they have to choose a flat land to go offline.

Viper carried the flag, and the other members of the squadron followed behind her. They braved the heavy rain and walked out of the camp.

They came to a flat cliff they had chosen, planted a flag, and prepared to withdraw.

The time and place of the squadron handover were kept completely confidential, because this was the time when the company was at its most vulnerable, and if they were caught, they would be finished.

Standing troops can choose to hand over at the base, but front-line troops cannot relax their front-line defenses, so they often choose to hand over quickly in a hidden place.

Once all of them were ready, the administrator outside started the interactive program.

The hibernation chamber began to work in reverse, and the instruments and equipment quickly connected everyone's consciousness.

Through the flags, their bodies on the imaginary battlefield began to slowly become transparent, turning into strands of data that entered the flags.

The girls in the hibernation chamber gradually regained consciousness and slowly woke up.

The liquid in the warehouse was drained and the mechanical tentacles were retracted.

The hatch opened, a warm breeze blew in, and a feeling of dizziness came over everyone.

Several girls with better physical fitness have already crawled out of their "coffin warehouses".

Doragon struggled to stand up, saluted the captain of the Wolf Squadron, and said, "Red Dragon Squadron takes over."

"Sub-Wolf Squadron received it." The captain of the other team returned the greeting and smiled at Doragon, then ordered the girls of Sub-Wolf Squadron to go into the warehouse and prepare.

"It's not easy for you to start the game in the rainy season." Doragon said to the captain of the other team.

"It's okay, you'll get used to it." As he said that, he entered the hibernation cabin and put on the mask.

The girls of the Sub-Wolf Squadron entered the imaginary battlefield, and the Red Dragon Squadron completed its mission.

A group of girls, supported by auxiliary robots, staggered towards the maintenance room.

There was a set of fully automatic bathing equipment in the preparation room. The girls sat on it, washed themselves quickly, and then sank into the bathtub.

Xia Shu lay in the bathtub, raised his hand and clenched his fist.

A month of hibernation did not reduce her strength at all, but she felt a little tired.

This one-month dormant period is the safest time, repeatedly verified by military research institutes.

It will not cause complicated effects on the external body, nor will it put too much burden on the mind.

It's the perfect rotation time.

But it is undoubtedly a long time.

After such a period of rotation combat, the recruits are no longer called recruits.

They can now all be called qualified privates.

If you think about it, the Red Dragon Squadron is quite strange.

Generally, new recruits have to go through a one-month training period before they are qualified to enter the virtual battlefield for formal combat.

I don't know how Dragon submitted the report that allowed Natsuki and the others to bypass this training period.

I can only say that the Red Dragon Squadron is really short of people.

Qingxian looked at the private girls and asked, "How do you feel after three months of fighting?"

They looked at each other and said it was okay.

"Really? I was afraid that you would feel the pressure of combat was too great and would clamor to switch to logistics." Qingxian said with a smile.

After a while, the group of girls finished their bath and massage, and their bodies felt relaxed.

Doragon took them to the locker room to change clothes and prepare to leave.

These clothes were taken off by them a month ago. Now they are clean and neatly placed in the closet. Wearing them makes them feel a little nostalgic.

It seemed as if the three months were just a dream.

But this dream was quite long, and I slept for a month.

Doragon lined up in the corridor and walked out of the door of the infiltration agency with a group of girls.

The sun was shining brightly outside, and the girls were all smiling happily.

I haven’t seen the sun for a month and I almost forgot what it looks like.

This is the real sun!

Not the focused light of the background projection!

Although there is also a layer of protection.

The squadron passed through the gate and the guards at the gate saluted them with their guns again.

Doragon said thank you for your hard work, then took the girls and trotted back to the camp.

There were already a few people standing inside the camp.

Those were the squadron members who were killed or seriously injured in this rotation of operations.

The victims were eliminated directly, and the seriously injured were allowed to leave the imaginary battlefield in advance through the medical red cross flag.

These are all heroes of the squadron and the most respectable people.

Doragon ordered all team members to stand at attention and saluted the girls.

The girls returned the greeting with serious expressions.

After the ceremony, everyone hugged each other and laughed.

"Alright, alright, stop talking nonsense. Let the canteen prepare two dishes so everyone can have a good meal!" Doragon said impatiently.

Upon receiving the order, the Chief of Military Affairs hurriedly opened the logistics management panel and prepared the menu.

A group of girls rushed into the cafeteria like bandits.

These three months of combat experience allowed them to experience the terrible military meals.

Gotta treat myself quickly.

Several squadron leaders walked behind and looked at this group of lively and lovely girls with loving smiles like aunts on their faces.

After a while, Qingxian suddenly asked beside Doragon, "This month, we need to submit the list of military academy students for admission, right?"

Dragon looked ahead and hummed.

"How do you want to report it?" Qingxian asked again.

Dragon was silent for a moment, then said, "Look."

Seeing her say that, Qingxian stopped talking nonsense.

The girls went into the cafeteria for a big meal, and then watched an open-air movie together under the leadership of Doragon.

Then we played together for a while and fell asleep in the middle of the night.

The next day, the squadron blew the assembly whistle early again.

There is something very important today.

That is the military district awarding of medals.

222. About the awarding of honors and awards

All members of the Red Dragon Squadron gathered downstairs in the dormitory.

They changed into military uniforms and looked beautiful from head to toe.

Doragon put on her combat command medal, and Lieutenant Xiaobai also put on the carefully woven white gloves.

The girls who had received military medals took out their medals and pinned them on their chests.

The girls suddenly discovered that there was a silver-edged military medal on Lieutenant Qingxian’s chest.

"Wow……"

The privates all looked over with admiring expressions.

"What...what are you doing...it makes me feel embarrassed..." Qingxian turned her head away with a blush.