Starship Troopers: I Become Stronger When I Kill Bugs

The leisurely two-day vacation is coming to an end soon.

At 7 o'clock in the morning on the third day, all members of the tough guy team gathered at the playground of the No. 9 training ground.

In the battle of Ocean Star, more than 60 people were killed in the tough guy army. The original three teams had a full staff of 360 people, but now they don't even have 300 people.

Lieutenant Colonel Zalak, Major Locke, and Major Peter stood in front of the soldiers.

There is also a table in front of the three of them, and a large suitcase is lying on the table.

Everyone is no stranger to the scene in front of them.

The three bosses have all been promoted to one level, and they also brought an epaulet box.

Awards are out!

Everyone stared at the large suitcase, hoping that one of the new epaulets inside would be their own.

"Relax, listen to me."

"I just have one thing to say, many of you are getting new epaulettes, and now it's up to Major Locke to announce the results."

Zarak patted the suitcase, then stepped aside.

Aiwen immediately set her sights on Locke.

"Three six three..." He couldn't wait to know if he would be promoted, if he was promoted, he would be promoted to lieutenant or directly to captain.

"Guys, I know what's on your mind."

"This time I will get it done as soon as possible, and those who read their names will stand out.

Locke stood in front of the desk and opened the badge box, then picked up the list he had prepared.

"Alves!"

"Yes, sir!"

Aiwen didn't expect him to be the first one, so she rushed forward.

"Alves, you have done a good job recently, and you will be a lieutenant from now on."

Locke quickly took out a military badge box from the box, stuffed it into Aiwen's hand, and said in a low voice, "Lieutenant Colonel Zarak is looking for you."

"Sir, are you looking for me?"

Aiwen nodded, and walked in front of Zarak with doubts.

"Boy, you are going to be the captain, the superior values ​​you very much, and hopes that you can have your own team.

"From now on, you are the captain of the eleventh team of the main team of the tough guys. Later, I will ask Peter to get the personnel list and pick eleven members from it."

Speaking of this, Zarak's voice became smaller and smaller, "Perform well, do your best in every action, there may be four teams of tough guys."

"Yes, sir!"

Aiwen's heart skipped a beat, and he saluted immediately.

Zarak said it so bluntly, of course it is impossible for him not to understand.

Let the lieutenant lead a small team first. If he can do well, then he may be promoted again and become the captain of the fourth team of the tough guy.

He knew that the familiarity and appreciation of the generals would definitely bring him great benefits!

After the training in the morning, Aiwen took a list of personnel from Peter, and left the training ground amid the cheers of his teammates.

The training of starship troops is much easier than that of mobile troops.

When he returned to the dormitory, Amy was already there.

"Lieutenant?"

Seeing that Aiwen had a new epaulet, Amy laughed, sitting on a chair and ticking her fingers at Aiwen.

"Well, I just got promoted this morning."

Aiwen stepped forward to pick up Princess Amy, sat on the chair by herself, then put Amy on her lap, and kissed her pretty face.

"If I were in management, I wouldn't be so petty.

"I will promote you to a major, and then package you as a star hero. You are only 18 years old, and you can even become the protagonist of a recruitment advertisement.

"I haven't finished talking yet, the rewards are more than that."

Hearing that Amy was complaining about herself, Aiwen rubbed her head, and spread out the list of personnel in her hand on the table.

"Not only the lieutenant, but also the squad leader."

"As long as you accumulate some more experience and military exploits, you may be promoted again and become the captain of the fourth team of the tough guy army."

"In other words, I might catch up with you within a year."

"That's about the same." Amy was finally satisfied, kissed Aiwen on the chin, and said softly: "Our future starts today."

"Not today, but now.

Lifting Amy's chin, Aiwen lowered his head gently, holding the softness in his mouth.

After being intimate with Amy for a while, Aiwen set her sights on the personnel list.

It is not an easy task to select team members, once the soft-legged shrimp is selected, it will be troublesome.

Picking up the list and looking at it, the lowest rank of these people is the upper class, because the upper class is the threshold for the tough guy army, rookies are not eligible to join at all.

Old friends like Johnny and Old A, Aiwen wouldn't even think about it.

Their potential is very high, but the current combat experience is too little, and the rank is not enough.

"Corporal Mark, 19, machine gunner."

"Battle IQ level 5, physical fitness level 4, firearms expert, good level on paper... count as one."

"Lieutenant James, 18, machine gunner."

"Battle IQ level 2, physique level 5, fighting expert, isn't this a reckless...don't."

"Private Lance, 19, Ranger.

"Battle IQ level 4, physique level 3..."

Aiwen carefully screened his team members, while Amy lay obediently in his arms without making a sound, for fear of disturbing Aiwen.

After spending half an hour, Aiwen picked ten people from the list.

The people he chose all have one thing in common, that is, the combat IQ must reach level 4, and if the physique is level, it will do.  …

Like the telepathy ability, the Federation also sets levels for combat IQ talent and natural physique talent, with level 1 being the lowest and level 5 being the highest.

Changing the name of the tactical force is the special force, and the special force does not need reckless people.

His teammates may not be able to help him, but they must not add trouble to him.

When the last person was picked, Ayton paused.

After hesitating for a while, he picked up the communicator and dialed a number.

"Alves, what do you want from me?"

Soon, a familiar voice came from the other end of the communicator.

Aiwen raised a smile on his face and said: "Sergeant Sim, you disrespect me very much, I think you should call me Lieutenant Alves.

"Oh Schett! You're actually a lieutenant!"

Sim's exclamation came from the communicator, he was really surprised.

It seems to be only three and a half months since Aiwen left the new barracks. In just over a hundred days, he went from private to lieutenant?

Aiwen felt refreshed, and continued: "Not only a lieutenant, but I am also the captain of a twelve-member tactical team.

"I'm having trouble forming the squad and I need a vice-captain and I think you should give me advice.

After Aiwen finished speaking, the other end of the communicator fell into silence.

"Don't hang up the communication, give me two minutes."

Aiwen didn't hear Sim's voice again until a minute later.

"OK, I'll wait for you." Aiwen probably had some confidence in his mind, put the communicator aside, and then put a cigarette in his mouth.

"Leave that position to me, you can send a letter of recruitment to Base L!"

Two minutes later, when Sim's voice appeared again, his 4.3 tone became very excited.

"Captain Diggory consents to your going?"

Aiwen knew that Sim would agree, but didn't know that he could really handle Captain Digory, and wondered how he did it.

"No, he declined."

"So I punched him and I might be downgraded to private."

"Leave that place to me, I may be whipped tomorrow, and I can leave the day after tomorrow!"

"The law enforcement forces are here to catch me, that's all...Fuck, let me go, I'll go by myself!"

Listening to the voice coming from the communicator, Aiwen froze for a moment, then burst out laughing.

Assaulting an officer is a felony. If an officer is attacked at the general level, he will be sentenced to hanging directly. Those below the general level will be whipped and demoted.

"You have found a very reliable deputy."

After the communication ended, Amy finally spoke, smiling and holding Aiwen's hand.

"Yeah, that's the fighter I need."

Aiwen responded with a smile, putting her head on Amy's head.

Finally done!.