Star: Every enemy makes me stronger

The pilot of the flying unit didn't want to cause trouble at this critical moment.

However, after seeing the rank of special operations platoon leader on Liu Cheng's uniform, he nodded and followed the order to carry Liu Cheng to the Xizhou-class battleship.

After the troop transport approached the Xizhou-class battleship, the battleship's protection system detected a spacecraft that did not belong to its own troops and immediately issued a warning.

In the cab of the troop transport, Liu Cheng and the pilot received inquiries from the soldiers of the Xizhou-class battleship through the public communication channel:

"Identity? Purpose?"

"10894 Corps, Special Operations Platoon Leader Liu Cheng, go to the military trading point of the elite troops to purchase additional equipment."

"10894 Corps, Flight Unit Squad Leader, pick up Platoon Leader Liu Cheng."

The voices of the elite troops soldiers came from the communication channel, saying:

"Wait a moment, identity verification is in progress."

The 17th Elite Unit, inside the Xizhou-class battleship.

Corps Commander Zhou Zun returned to his office and, like other elite troops participating in the troops, was preparing for combat.

Next to him stood a man of medium build, who was the deputy commander of the 17th Elite Force.

The deputy commander walked to Zhou Zun and said to him who was wiping the scabbard of his saber:

"Commander, you don't have to lead the team in person for this mission, let me go!"

Zhou Zun didn't look back, continued to wipe the scabbard carefully, and replied:

"The number of troops that can enter is limited. The stronger the candidate is, the higher the probability of the mission success will be.

Let me do it myself.

Besides, I still need you to command the troops outside when I enter the interior of the Qin-class strategic cruiser.

If this mission fails and I can't leave in time.

The 17th Elite Force will be fully under your command.

Do you understand?"

Although Zhou Zun couldn't see it, the deputy commander nodded seriously and replied. Replied:

"Understood!"

After a moment of silence, the deputy corps commander raised his own question and asked:

"Corps commander, since this mission is quite risky, why don't you tell the 10894 Corps about the mission?"

After wiping the scabbard, Zhou Zun stood up and hung the scabbard around his waist, and replied:

"They only need to be responsible for the rescue mission, and our other mission has little to do with them.

No need to tell them and cause unnecessary panic."

The deputy corps commander nodded again and replied:

"Yes, I understand.

By the way, the people below just reported that a platoon leader named Liu Cheng from the special operations force came to our trading office to buy equipment.

Do we need to stop him?"

"Liu Cheng?" Zhou Zun was puzzled.

The deputy corps commander said:

"It's the guy who proposed the stealth transmission plan.

It stands to reason that he should not be among the main candidates for the mission. What does he want to do?

Is he trying to get into the Qin-class strategic cruiser?"

"Oh, it's him, very likely.

But don't stop him, just let him buy whatever he wants."

"Yes, I'll tell the people below."

Outside the Western Zhou-class battleship, Liu Cheng and the pilot who picked him up were waiting for the identity verification response from the elite force, and they were getting a little impatient.

It's not that they waited for a long time, but the entire mission preparation phase only took thirty minutes.

They didn't have much time to waste here.

The pilot looked at Liu Cheng, who was sitting in the co-pilot seat, and said tentatively:

"Liu Cheng, platoon leader, why don't we go back?"

Liu Cheng looked at the time on the arm computer and said:

"Wait one more minute, and we will return if there is no reply."

At this moment, the elite troops' reply came from the public communication channel:

"Identity verification passed, you enter from Gate 51B."

"Received."

The pilot replied and drove the spacecraft to the entrance of the 51B parking bay of the Xizhou-class battleship.

"Wait for me here, I will be back soon!"

Liu Cheng got off the transport ship and asked an elite soldier in the parking bay about the location of the weapons and equipment trading office. After thanking him, he ran towards that place quickly.

There are area and route signs in each corridor of the Xizhou-class battleship, and Liu Cheng is not a new recruit who doesn't know anything when he just joined the army.

So he quickly found the location of the weapons and equipment trading office.

Although the weapons and equipment trading office of the elite troops is not as crowded as the trading office of Liu Cheng's base fortress,

However, many people also bought some weapons and equipment here in case of emergency.

Liu Cheng looked at the soldiers of these elite forces and found that everyone looked relaxed.

They did not have the sense of urgency of the soldiers of the 10894th Corps who were about to fight and whose lives were uncertain.

It seemed that this level of fighting was not even a common occurrence for them.

When Liu Cheng observed them, the soldiers of the elite forces of the trading office also noticed Liu Cheng instantly.

There was no way, he was wearing the military green uniform of the special forces, standing with the soldiers in dark blue uniforms of the elite forces, which was too conspicuous.

There was a feeling of being out of place.

Among the soldiers of this group of elite forces, someone recognized Liu Cheng and said:

"Ah, isn't this the platoon leader of the special forces who violated military discipline and proposed the invisible transmission plan.

He is brave enough, why did he come to our side."

"Nonsense, look at his appearance, it's obvious that he came to us to buy equipment."

"Then you have to buy more. The weapons and equipment here are definitely much better than those sold over there.

It's very useful to save your life."

"It's good, but the price is also very expensive. I don't know if he can afford so much money, hahaha..."

Time is tight, Liu Cheng doesn't intend to pay attention to these people.

So he walked to the counter of the weapons and equipment trading office and said:

"Hello, I want to buy some weapons and equipment."

The staff behind the trading desk is a white-bearded uncle. He is burly and has healthy limbs.

The white-bearded uncle walked up, looked at Liu Cheng, and said with a smile:

"Although there are no trading restrictions in the trading offices between various troops, you are still the first special forces personnel to come to our elite troops to buy weapons and equipment.

These bastards are just a little curious about you. That's their way of expressing their goodwill. Don't mind it."

The troops are fighting on the front line. Many people are under too much pressure, so they have developed some very ruffian personalities.

Liu Cheng could understand this, as there were many such people in their special forces.

Liu Cheng asked the white-bearded uncle:

"I am not very familiar with the equipment of the elite forces. Do you have any equipment recommendations?"

Before the white-bearded uncle could speak, a soldier from the elite forces walked up to Liu Cheng and said:

"If you use a gun, I recommend this MC-22 two-handed pulse weapon.

The energy clip of the double gun is sufficient, and it does not have the disadvantage of inaccurate accuracy of the pulse machine gun."