"Zhanzheng College? Is it the college located in Bailu Street?" Garen looked at the second grader.
A very generous and honest face, dark skin, looks very calm, but there is a hint of hidden cunning in the small eyes.
"Report sir, my name is Alexander!"
"No matter what you used to be called, now re-number, named after animals, each person has a number, automatically assigned." Garen raised his watch, pressed it lightly, and in the swish sound, fifteen team members and His own number was immediately assigned.
After a few seconds, the number is set and transmitted separately.
The animal prefix is lion, the team name is lion group, Garen is the number one lion, and the rest are automatically ranked according to their strength until number sixteen.
Looking at the row of soldiers standing in front of him, Garen has never really joined the army, and he doesn't know how to arrange it, but as long as the goal is achieved, the focus of the task is to complete patrols and possible hunts. The area has been fixed. This area, the surrounding It's all their responsibility.
"Listen, in the downtown area, where there is a lot of traffic, random high-speed collisions are not allowed to accidentally injure people. Everyone has a magnetized cable. When encountering an enemy, throw it out and lock the opponent for rescue. Try to avoid hurting ordinary people!" Garen began to explain the affairs according to the first principle. Although these people in front of him knew about it, he still had to emphasize it as an obligation. Once he hurt innocent people, even if it wasn't his actions, as a team member under him, he would have to bear certain responsibilities.
Do not injure the public, do not destroy buildings without reason, and do not leave the patrol area without authorization. You must report before leaving the team and be ready to pull the team to locate the alarm at any time.
It took more than ten minutes to tell the rules one by one.
"Now everyone is assigned a fixed area, and they can report any situation they encounter!"
Garen assigned the areas assigned by the map to all 15 team members one by one. Except for himself, who was on patrol, the rest of the team stayed within a certain range of the area, and sent communications every once in a while to indicate that there was no problem. .
On the playground, after the fifteen mechas had allocated their areas, they flew into the air and flew in all directions.
Garen stood on the playground, pulled out a single knife equipped with one hand, and swung it casually.
"Although it is not very smooth, the material is very good."
This is his first mission. If he completes it successfully, he will gradually increase his cooperation with the military department in the future. He may even get a position and salary in the military department before graduating in advance. This is also the way the military department wins over black students. one.
Although the military department and the academy belong to a subordinate relationship, in fact the military department has always been directly under the command of another big boss. This big boss represents a large number of elites who have separated from the academic camp, although the high-end strength is not as good as Academy, but the number is far more than that, which has also led to the military's great desire for high-end talents.
"The students who practice Panying Claws are affected by the training method and become aggressive and aggressive. This is consistent with the style of the military department, so both parties are unanimously good partners. If this mission is Other clubs other than Eagle's Nest may not be able to get such patrol missions."
Garen understood, put away his single sword, and looked at the communicator. The team members were about to arrive at their patrol locations.
All he has to do is wait for the team members to report the situation at any time, and change the patrol area after a while.
After resting on the playground for more than ten minutes, Garen drove the mecha into the air and flew towards the area patrolled by the first team member, No. 2.
Passing through the street below, the crowd is bustling, and occasionally you can see miniature mecha policemen in the form of white spiders. The mecha patrol road on the edge moved slowly.
To the center there are two sidewalks, on which are sparsely filled with office workers and vegetable vendors, and occasionally there are some elementary school students and junior high school students mixed together. In the middle, in the center of the road, there are all kinds of traffic, small carts, electric cars, etc. Motorcycles have the most bicycles, followed by single-person scooters ridden by office workers.
The sound of Didi's horn is endless, the students are yelling and laughing, the electric bell of the bicycle, the sound of the engine of the motorcycle, and the quarrel of the hawkers are miscellaneous, forming the daily life scene of the whole street.
From time to time, some students cast envious and yearning glances at the flying mechs. And as long as it is a crowd walking on the street, whenever they see the patrol mechs on the side of the road, their eyes can reveal a strong sense of security.
The black mecha driven by Garen flew slowly in front of the building on the right side of the street. The quietened engine would not make noise as long as it was not at maximum power.
Blue flames spewed out from the back of the black humanoid mecha, and slowly moved forward along the street.
Below was a motley stream of people and traffic. Soon, a black mecha holding a knife handle appeared in Garen's field of vision. On a special load-bearing landing platform at the edge of the street, the number two player, Alexander, was second only to Garen. The strong hand was arranged in such a complex area with the largest and most traffic.
Seeing Garen approaching, Alexander saluted him with a swish. His right hand formed a palm knife and placed obliquely on his left shoulder, short and powerful.
"Sir!"
"Well, the mecha maintains sub-top security at all times, people can relax a little bit, don't be too nervous, our department will be on guard all day."
Garen reminded.
"Understood." Alexander smiled, "Sir, someone sent me oil and water just now, I don't know."
"Oil and water?" Garen was stunned, and immediately realized that they were patrolling teams, and usually it was not their turn to do it. The mecha spiders of the security team would deal with them, but in name they were higher than the security team. It is also very easy to make things difficult for the security team from the beginning.
"It was sent by someone from the security team?"
"They are local snakes here, unlike us who come occasionally, they are here every day." Alexander replied with a laugh. "There's a good massage club below, sir, do you want it?" The guy smiled lewdly.
"this."
"I heard that there is a very nice handsome man"
Originally, Garen was still a little bit excited, he could go for a massage and soak in hot water to relax his body, but when he heard this, he felt a chill in his heart.
"Go by yourself, I will continue to patrol. Be careful not to be too presumptuous."
Anyway, the chance of encountering terrorists in the city is too small. Those who can carry out tasks in the city are either strong in themselves or have a good background. After all, patrolling in the downtown area is a lucrative job. He was too lazy to offend these people.
Control the mecha to leave the downtown area, in front of you is a clear river that bends like a ribbon, and there are several large and small white ships floating on the sparkling river.
In the early morning, the mecha driven by Garen slowly flew to a anchor point by the river and landed. Looking across from the river, Heipan City's iconic sky garden commercial city stood opposite.
The whole building of the trade city is like a pencil point piercing the earth. It is thousands of meters high and the whole body is white. You can see neon lights and billboards of various colors on the top, and there are propaganda airships flying around the edge. From time to time Advertising leaflets will be sprinkled.
Compared with the bustle on this side of the river, the side of the trade city is even more noisy. It seems that some lively celebration is still being organized, and the sound of music and singing floats over from time to time.
Looking over from a distance, Garen could see the dense, almost shoulder-to-shoulder crowd like black sesame seeds sprinkled on a pile, and only a dark mass of human heads could be seen.
The faint morning sun sprinkled on the river surface, and there were countless pale golden phosphorescences.
Garen simply stopped temporarily, sat cross-legged on this circular bearing point, rested quietly, turned off the propulsion engine of the mech, and completely fell into peace.
Anyway, he still has to wait for the news from Xilin, and the other team members probably won't want him to force him to patrol everywhere. As long as there is no accident in this area, everything will be fine.
He reached out and pressed the button in front of him.
swish.
With a slight sound, the cockpit of the mecha slowly lifted out, like half an egg shell, revealing Garen in the pilot's seat inside.
He took off his helmet, got up directly from the cockpit, and manipulated one arm of the mecha to the ground, while his own man walked down the arm and stood on the edge of the weighing platform, comfortably blowing the cool river breeze, breathing fresh air.
The sound of traffic on the street, the voices of passers-by, and the chirping of primary school and junior high school students can be heard faintly behind him.
Garen straightened his hair, and before he knew it, his hair had reached his shoulders. The black and smooth hair was soft and shiny, and under the radiation of the cold prison peacock skill, there was a hint of blue.
He raised his hands and saw that the skin had become blue-white, almost translucent, smooth and flawless, and all the previous scars and blemishes had been transformed and eliminated.
"The Secret of Life is a top-notch technique for beauty treatment." Laughing dumbfounded, Garen laughed at himself, unzipped the zipper of his driving suit, the black tights were loosened, and the collar became a stand-up collar to block the sides of his neck. Reveal the outline of strong muscles inside.
Since turning around, due to the practice of Peacock Kungfu in the Cold Prison, Nuonuoxiwa's slender figure has completely disappeared, replaced by a strong and tall physique, with standard inverted triangle muscles on the back of the upper body, strong and powerful arms, the whole body The man stood on the edge of the bearing point, with black clothes draped over his body.
Perhaps because of Garen's soul, the seemingly ordinary appearance, but the eyes in the hair seem to be faintly shining, through the hair, giving people a terrifying sense of sharpness.
In addition, the corners of Nonoxiwa's mouth were originally curved downwards, giving people a sense of threat that might get angry at any time, which made it even more difficult for anyone to enter. Generally, if a person with a weaker personality stood in front of him, he might not even dare to look at him.
With a tall body, a cold face, and piercing eyes that shone slightly, it seemed that he might rage at any time like a suppressed volcano. Although Garen himself is not such a personality.
However, due to various signs and reasons, he finally formed his current appearance, this very fierce appearance.
(end of this chapter)