The Demon’s Menu

　　 Jason returned to the study, raised his hand and picked up the phone.

　　 After McCall's settings, only a few calls he entered can make calls to this phone, so there is no need to worry about advertising or the like.

　　 "Jason, it’s so good, as if you didn’t write it!"

　　 Before the phone was placed in his ear, the editor LaVine's shout rang, and when Jason put the phone to his ear, the editor's words sounded like a cannon.

　　 "No need to modify."

　　 "The process has been completed, we will publish it immediately!"

　　 "This book is worthy of a ban!"

　　 Lavin, who spoke extremely fast, spoke for a full minute before stopping.

　　What can Jason answer?

　　 He, a writer who used the ‘Mind Transfer Writing Method’, can only keep smiling.

"Okay thank you."

　　 Jason replied.

　　 "It's over, I'll contact you again, and... Forget it, how could'Ship Slayer' be the author of your house."

　　 After speaking, LaVine hung up the phone.

　　 As for the lingering talk before?

　　 has ‘Ship Slayer’ as the key word, and Jason easily guessed something.

　　 Or, to be precise, Jason did it on purpose.

　　 He did not hide his name.

　　 did not hide his appearance.

　　Because... he is worried about book sales.

　　 The main mission is to sell at least 100,000 new books within 120 days, and there is a restriction that ‘must be purchased voluntarily by others, and each person counts as one book’.

　　 Even though Jason didn’t know about the book sales in this world at first, he knew how difficult it was to achieve such results.

　　 And after understanding?

　　 Jason knew even more clearly that it was far more difficult than he thought.

　　 is not just a restriction.

　　 There is still time!

　　 Books need a review cycle from publication to market. The length of this cycle needs to be adjusted by all parties. If it is faster, it will take one or two months. What is slower? They are all calculated annually.

　　 Unless some special circumstances are encountered.

　　 just right, he is a special case——

　　 Drag the manuscript.

　　 solemnly declare that dragging drafts is not a good habit!

　　 It is definitely not Jason Le’s opinion that a group of people wait for themselves.

　　 He didn't want to either.

　　 But after the manuscript was sent, the people who had been waiting for a long time broke out at a speed that Jason could not imagine.

　　According to Jason's estimation, LaVine's call should come in another month at night!

　　 And he needs to use his special identity and fame to speed up this process, and at the same time get more curious people to buy this book.

　　 But, I don’t need it now.

　　 An extra month, for Jason, naturally couldn't be better.

　　 "100 days, 100000 copies sold!"

　　 Jason took a deep breath and thought about the goal silently.

　　 He thinks it should be done.

　　 may be a bit difficult.

　　 but not too big.

　　 Of course, in order to complete this task better and faster, he will ‘cooperate’ with the publicity and be alert to accidents.

　　 For example: Alien invasion!

　　To buy books, it is natural to have talents.

　　 If all the people on the ground were slaughtered by aliens, how could his mission be completed?

　　 Thinking of this, Jason picked up the phone again, he wanted to ask Cortana about the current situation of the "Sabi Star".

　　 "Hello, Chief Sergeant."

　　 The voice is not Konata, but a male voice.

　　 is a bit familiar, it should be one of the two soldiers beside Cortana.

"you are?"

　　 Jason confirmed the identity of the other party.

　　 "Sergeant Chief, this is Crowe."

　　 "Chief Cortana is attending an important meeting. I will report to Cortana truthfully after the meeting."

　　 After the other party revealed his identity, he said so.

"Ok."

　　 Jason nodded.

　　 He didn't ask the other party what the meeting was.

　　 With the habit of being born in the army, it is impossible to tell him this.

　　 Just wait quietly.

　　 But beyond Jason's expectation, the wait is much longer than expected.

The next afternoon, amid the sound of the helicopter's propellers, the three Johns who were practicing the sword skills and seal of the "Glory of Silver" in the courtyard stopped. They put their swords aside and watched the slowly descending helicopter. aircraft.

　　 In other words, their eyes all looked at the container hanging under the helicopter.

　　 They are guessing what is in the container.

boom!

　　 With a heavy muffled noise, the helicopter landed after the container landed outside the courtyard.

　　Cortana jumped off the plane.

　　 "Hi, Cortana."

　　 McCall smiled and said hello.

　　 "Good afternoon, McCall, and John and Brian."

　　 Konata responded with a smile.

　　 It's just that there is a sense of exhaustion in his expression.

　　 "Where is the sergeant chief?"

　　 Kotana asked.

　　 "Reading in the living room, you just go in directly."

　　 After several contacts, Cortana can be regarded as a ‘half one’. As long as the core of the ‘fortress’ is not touched, the three Johns will not stop it.

　　 After nodding at the three Johns, Cortana opened the door and walked into the ground building of the "fort".

　　 When the helicopter landed, Jason put down his "Summarized History of the Ground", got up and poured a cup of espresso for Cortana.

　　He thanked the female adjutant very much.

　　 If there is no opponent, he estimates that this main mission will probably fail.

　　 And this is the situation he least wants to see.

　　 Although it is not stated in the notes, what will happen if it fails.

　　 But Jason instinctively felt that it was definitely not something he was willing to bear.

　　 "Good afternoon, Chief Sergeant."

　　 After entering the room, Cortana greeted Jason.

It seemed as usual, but Jason's extraordinary perception, keenly discovered that Konata's tone was a little cold, and then he didn't even glance at the coffee on the table, and said formulaically: "Sergeant Chief, your enhanced elite type The Thor's Hammer armor has arrived. Please sign for it and enter your fingerprints and voice."

　　 As he said, Cortana took out a price similar to a car key and placed it in front of Jason together with the documents to be signed.

　　 picked up the document and checked it again. After confirming that it was correct, Jason raised his hand and signed the document.

　　 "Cortana, what happened?"

　　 Jason asked while handing the documents to the female adjutant.

"No."

　　 Cortana answered like this.

　　 But only a second later, the female adjutant spoke again.

　　 "Sergeant Chief, please pay attention to your image."

　　 "Although you are a non-staff, you should also have your own position."

　　 Listening to Konata's words, Jason became more surprised.

what happened?

　　 Did he do anything untimely?

　　 "What happened?"

　　 After thinking about it again, Jason asked directly, who didn't even understand.

　　 Then, he saw Cortana's cheeks suddenly turned red, and the whole person stood up a little emotionally, opening her mouth to say something, but then, the female adjutant closed her mouth again.

　　 Kotana sat back on the sofa again.

　　 The expression on his face, try to keep calm.

　　 It's just that the bottom of her heart is constantly rippling.

　　 She wanted to say something, but she found that she had no standpoint to say anything.

　　 Do you want to admit that she has a good impression of Jason?

　　 Jason is not allowed to contact other women?

　　 This is totally unreasonable.

　　 What's more, she and him were originally the relationship between the liaison officer and the sergeant.

　　 Damn!

　　Mingming was my first!

The female adjutant thought in her heart, involuntarily a little annoyed, but she resisted her anger, kept her face straight, and said in a formulaic tone: "A week later, the Kirin main ship will re-launch, and the accompanying ones will return to the ground before. Healing veterans and the first batch of recruits-this is the main content of our previous meeting, we need to use existing methods to inspire the remaining recruits."

　　 "The situation on the moon is bad?"

　　 Jason asked.

　　 Although Cortana didn't say it clearly, this kind of eagerness to'inspire' has already made Jason smell an unusual breath.

"Ok."

　　 After hesitating for a while, Cortana nodded.

　　 There are some things, she can't hide Jason.

　　As Jason’s ‘Ship Slayer’, it’s not difficult to understand these things.

"After a brief period of calm, the'Sabi Stars' began to attack the moon. They seemed to want to retaliate for their previous failures in the ground plan. They not only invested three complete main battleships on the moon, but also For the past three days, at least tens of thousands of soldiers have been airborne every day, and they have begun to attack the bunkers around the lunar base without counting casualties."

"Our defense system built with bunkers is rapidly being eaten away. If there is no reinforcement, the entire lunar base defense system will collapse in less than two weeks. At that time, the lunar base will be directly exposed to the gunfire of the opponent’s main ship. Therefore, reinforcements within two weeks are necessary, and there must be very high morale!"

　　 Kotana said this, but her face turned gloomy.

　　 Jason also remained silent.

　　 High morale can be achieved in a short time.

　　 But, how about training?

　　 Without long training, how can you become a qualified soldier?

　　 Only two weeks of training?

　　 I'm afraid that even the basic tactical training has not been completed, right?

Do not!

　　 Maybe the time is shorter.

　　It’s been a week from that night to now. It takes at least half a day for many recruits to enter the barracks, and the first batch of recruits will follow the Kirin ship to the lunar base in a week.

　　 This time I board the ship, there should be half a day left.

　　 To put it simply, these recruits only received 13 days of training at most.

　　 "13 days of training..."

"enough?"

　　 Jason asked softly.

　　 Kotana did not answer.

The answer is obvious.

　　According to the ‘Ground Reconnaissance Bureau’’s assessment criteria for a soldier, it takes at least a 12-week adaptation period and a 22-week training period to become a qualified recruit from an ordinary person.

　　 34 weeks is a complete cycle.

　　 and 13 days?

　　 I'm afraid it will just pull the trigger.

　　 "The 300 Spartans on the ground will all go along."

　　 Kotana said.

　　 "All?"

　　 Jason asked.

　　 "Well, all."

　　Cortana nodded.

　　 Then, the female adjutant stood up again.

　　 She has no time to stay here long.

　　 "When the Kirin ship is launched into the sky, the general hopes that you can attend."

　　 Before leaving, Cortana said.

　　 Of course, one thing Cortana didn't say.

　　She will also go to the lunar base with the Kylin ship, as the Kylin ship and ground liaison officer.

　　 This is also the result of the discussion at the meeting last night.

　　 She won't tell Jason.

　　 This is also a decision she made long ago.

　　 has not changed because of anything.

　　 Just like this time, before boarding the helicopter, she turned to look at Jason, her lips slightly opened, and finally she said nothing.

　　 The helicopter took off.

　　 Kotana sits in the back row.

　　 "Sir, something should be said."

　　 Klau, who was flying the plane, said very calmly.

　　 "What can I say?"

Ai Wei, another subordinate beside 　　, asked back.

　　 "At least there will be no regrets."

　　 Crowe answered.

　　 "Regret or burden, have you figured it out?"

　　 Aiwei shrugged and disagreed.

　　 Kotana did not speak, she turned her head and looked at the ground which was already quite far away.

　　 From here, Jason almost turned into a stickman. Cortana raised her hand through the window and touched little Jason with her finger.

　　 There is no temperature.

　　 Only the coldness and hardness of glass.

　　 Then, the distance got farther and farther.

　　 Jason changed from a stickman to a black dot.

　　 The female adjutant sighed in a low voice.

　　 "Regrets and burdens, who can say clearly."

　　 The helicopter has gone away.

　　 From the ground, he couldn't see clearly, Jason lowered his head and walked towards the container.

　　 The three Johns have been waiting there long ago.

　　 "Out of the box?"

　　 Looking at Jason approaching, McCall couldn't help asking.

　　 Jason raised his hand and pressed the switch given by Cortana.

　　 Click!

　　 There was a noise in the container immediately, and then the door on one side opened automatically.

"Wow even!"

　　 Brian and McCall exclaimed directly.

　　 Even John was surprised.

　　 Inside the container, a 2.5-meter-high, black-painted armored armor stands there.

　　 A shoulder gun is on the right shoulder of the armor.

　　 Twelve small missiles are concentrated on the left shoulder.

　　 There are rotating bullet holes on the front of the arms of both hands, similar to Gatling.

　　 There is also a dark hollow in the palm of his hand, and the side of the armor opened by the thighs on both sides reveals a huge grenade~www.wuxiaspot.com~ There is a huge shotgun on the back.

　　 "Big Killer!"

　　 John commented.

　　 "Is the palm position of the palm a flamethrower?"

　　 Brian guessed.

　　 "Jason, what can I do to get a similar armor!"

　　 McCall asked directly.

　　 Then, the three Johns realized that the friend who was standing beside him seemed to be disappointed.

　　 This disappointment passed in a flash.

　　 The three Johns subconsciously think this is an illusion.

　　 After all, with such a good armor here, how could Jason be disappointed?

　　 They must be wrong.

　　 "Meritorious."

　　 Jason answered McCall.

　　 McCall was stunned, then shook his head.

　　 He doesn't want to go back again.

　　 But Jason jumped past the three of them and came to the Thor's Hammer Elite armor. The disappointment on his face became more and more obvious.

　　 It's not that this Quake Elite armor is not good enough.

　　 It can fly, dive, and has enough firepower, which is good enough.

but……

　　 It cannot be eaten!

　　In the beginning, Jason once guessed that the Thor’s Hammer Elite Battlegear should be a battleship similar to the ‘Sabi Stars’, which should be edible, but the reality is cruel.

　　 Fullness: 65.

　　 Glancing at the satiety, Jason couldn't help but frown.

　　 He felt that he needed to think of other ways.

Maybe……