Magus Tech (Technological Wizard)

Seeing the sluggish look of the crew, Goering felt a little sympathetic. He reached out and patted Bob on the shoulder, and said, "Commander, I know you don't want to see this result, but the reality is like this. Anyway, thank you to the locomotive." It’s time to get along with your subordinates. Next, I’ll ask someone to arrange you to stay first, and then we’ll talk about other things.”

"Captain, we..." Bob wanted to say something more, but he was interrupted after he started.

At this moment, a soldier ran in from outside the military tent, his clothes were covered in blood, and he smelled strongly of blood. He panted and reported: "Regiment...Regimental Commander, the brigades in the two salient parts in the south have been continuously attacked, and they really can't bear it." It has already been withdrawn. More than 30% of the casualties are being repaired at the No. 1 camp of the station. Do you want to go and have a look?"

"Okay, I got it." After hearing that there was no nonsense, Goring walked out.

Bob looked at Goering's back and opened his mouth, but finally he didn't say anything.

A civil servant in the military tent came over, glanced at Bob, and made a gesture of invitation: "Mr. Engine Chief, shall I take you to the place where you live first?"

"Hey, good." Bob and his party followed the civilian staff and walked out of the military tent.

After they walked out of the military tent, they realized that the outside situation had changed a lot during the period of time they stayed in the military tent.

Before they entered the camp, although the atmosphere of the Gray Parrot Reinforced Regiment was dignified, it was still quiet and orderly.

Now that they came out, the garrison looked different—a lot of soldiers were running fast in the camp, some were carrying supplies, some were carrying bloody wounded, shouting constantly.

"Reserve team, reserve team, immediately support the second line of defense!"

"Cannonballs, a basic number of shells, immediately transport them to the No. 9 defense line!"

"Doctor, doctor, there are wounded, this is the first one, there are at least sixteen more!"

"Seventh Battalion..."

In addition to these shouts, explosions continued to be heard from the defense line on the edge of the garrison, which was also mixed with the screams and hisses of many strange creatures. , step flat.

Bob and his group, led by the civilian staff, finally walked to the arranged accommodation tent, already sweating from fright.

The civilian staff arranged for them, indicating that the situation in the station was more urgent, and they could not accompany them more, turned around and left quickly.

Bob and his team also understood that, after all, it was different now. They sat down in the tent without complaining, and then there was a long silence with big eyes and small eyes.

The sound insulation of their current tent is much worse than that of the previous regiment commander's tent. Inside the tent, they can still hear the outside sounds relatively clearly.

Explosions, roars, fights, and screams kept pouring into their ears, making them terrified.

After suffering like this for a long time, the driver Buddy finally couldn't help muttering in a low voice, complaining: "At that time, we should actually drive back."

Bob heard this, glared at Buddy, and reprimanded: "Do you think it will be safe for us to go back to Redstone City? Besides, the way back is longer, can we really get there?"

"I..." Buddy sighed, lowered his head, pulled his hair and said, "Then what should we do now?"

"Just wait, it won't help anyway." Someone said.

Not long after I finished speaking,

Footsteps were heard outside the tent, and then the curtain was pulled open, and the civil servant who had brought them here reappeared. I don't know what happened. He was obviously a civil servant, but his chest was stained red with blood, but it didn't look like the other party's own blood. It should be the blood of the wounded, or the blood of a strange creature.

While leading the way, Bob asked the other party's name, and after glancing at the other party, he asked in surprise, "Mr. Lex, what's wrong with you? Is there anything we can do to help you?"

"Uh, engine commander, don't worry about me. I just stained my clothes when I helped carry the sacrificed soldiers." The civilian named Lex said, and then his expression changed, "However, there is indeed something wrong now, I think Please help.

It's like this, our station has been attacked more powerfully than before, the casualties are not small, and there are gaps in personnel, so I stepped up. The head asked me to ask you, are you willing to stand up and help us? You don't need to actually participate in the battle, just help transport supplies, lift the wounded, and do some auxiliary work. "

"This..." Faced with Lex's sincere gaze, Bob blinked his eyes, and a kind of crew behind him fell silent. What they experienced on the locomotive before is still vivid in their memory. To be honest, they really don't want to repeat it again. Even if you don't participate in the war, doing auxiliary work is dangerous.

Obviously, Bob could also guess what the crew members were thinking, pursed his lips and looked at Lex: "Mr. Lex, can you give me two minutes to discuss with my subordinates?"

"Okay, I'll wait for your reply at a place farther outside the tent, chief engineer." Lex nodded, turned and walked out of the tent.

When Lex left, Bob turned to look at the crew, thought for a while and said seriously: "We are responsible for the operation of the locomotive, and it is obviously not our responsibility to fight against weird creatures. To be reasonable, we should keep the supplies safe under the current situation." Transported here, even if the task is overfulfilled.

However, it is also certain that the gray parrot reinforcement group here will not ask us for help if the situation is not critical to a certain extent-they can't afford to lose this person.

Of course we can refuse their request. After all, we are not under the jurisdiction of the Gray Parrot Reinforcement Group, but they can really withstand the army of weird creatures. Once the defense line collapses, all of us must die here.

That's all I have to say. Although I am the chief engineer, I will not force you. I hope that you can all make choices independently that you will not regret. that's all. "

After finishing speaking, Bob quietly looked at all the crew members.

After more than ten seconds of silence, Frank was the first to raise his hand, blinking his eyes and said, "Commander, do I want to help?"

"You help? Why, Frank, you're not afraid of your bad luck?" Bob asked.

"Actually, we are already in bad luck, so what can fear change?" Frank said, his eyes brightened a little bit as he spoke, as if he had figured something out, "Besides, after experiencing so much bad luck , I have always been able to survive, so the so-called bad luck may be good luck.”

"Alright then." Bob nodded, "Counting you now, there are already two helpers. Is there a third?"

Bob looked at the others.

The crew was silent for a while, and some people raised their hands one after another.

Philip thought for a while, and then raised his hand.

In the end, with the exception of a few, most of the crew made the choice to help.

"Very good, then let's go." Bob looked at it, nodded in satisfaction, and led a group of people out of the tent without any fuss.

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