Miss Witch Doesn't Want to be a Diva-Chapter 1629 - 84: Biao Xing and Jiao Yang
'This is the Di Miaoxing-AS1921 Command Tower, reminding you that you are about to enter a no-fly zone. Please slow down and divert.' A mechanical synthesized voice came through the headset.
In the dim cockpit, apart from the striking orange-yellow markers and data on the screen, only a few beams of light from above illuminated the light purple mask below.
Are we there already, the pilot pondered inwardly, then reduced speed and began to turn.
A few minutes later, a sleek black mecha with sharp edges slowly landed on the ground. When the large feet made contact with the ground, it caused the surrounding buildings and people to feel a tremor.
This was a large mecha about 60 meters high, currently in the experimental stage as the Federation's cutting-edge war machine.
Soon, the cockpit was ejected from the top of the mecha, and the hatch opened. Out came the pilot dressed in a white outfit with purple edges. He walked across the wide armor on the mecha's shoulder, came to an extending air terminal, jumped onto it, and then removed his helmet, revealing short black hair.
"Biao Xing, you're amazing!" As he just walked into the lounge, a familiar voice sounded from behind, then rushed over and embraced him.
The young man named Biao Xing nodded shyly, a bit awkward with the praise from his companions but still showed a pure smile.
"Hahaha, don't be embarrassed. Our squad relied on you to recover the score in this drill; otherwise, it would have been an enormous embarrassment." Five young people dressed in the same pilot suit laughed and joked.
"The captain already said that if we lose this time, there won't be a holiday in the second half of the year, just training until we die, tch."
"But luckily we had you this time, haha, we beat the other team so they couldn't lift their heads. The captain probably saved face too, he must treat us tonight." The group discussed how to stir things up later.
About half an hour later, probably after finishing the summary and report, their captain arrived in the lounge.
"What are you making noise about, all bustling and restless!" This captain, visibly a decade older than them, had a commanding presence, and his shout immediately calmed everyone down.
Seeing the lounge quiet down, the captain's expression slightly eased, then he walked to a square table and turned around.
"Even though we won this time, the process was not smooth. Norton, Jane, Sid, you guys fell too quickly in the early stages, nearly causing the situation to collapse. In the end, it was all up to Biao Xing's risky solo entry to turn the tide."
"Such a process, even if we won in the end, still looks bad. On the battlefield, you're not always this lucky."
"Yes!" Even though there were many small complaints in their hearts, the crowd still stood straight and responded in unison.
Seeing their sly expressions, the captain and instructor could only shake his head and say no more.
"That's all for today, dismissed!"
"Yes!"
Then, the solemn group of people immediately became like schoolchildren after the bell, spreading all sorts of playful sounds and actions, with several of them darting in front of this captain.
"Captain, Captain, do you remember what you said before?" They winked mischievously. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮
"Heh, you insatiable brats." The captain laughed, shaking his head, and then took out a card.
"Let's go. I'll take you to eat something good. Don't go overboard, but don't skimp either; your captain's supply allowance hasn't run out yet."
"Hasn't run out? Didn't you say you've been off the front lines for over ten years?" They were very curious.
"It's been over ten years, but do you know where I was twenty years ago?" The captain adjusted his collar.
"At that time, I participated in the battle in the Western Star Region of the Federation, surviving from heaps of corpses. If it wasn't for that, I wouldn't have the qualifications to sit in front of you today as an instructor and captain."
Hearing this, many eyes revealed expressions of admiration and envy.
"No wonder you're the captain. Can you tell us again how you survived on the battlefield back then?"
"That's a long story..." Although he said it was troublesome, the captain's slightly raised mouth showed he was proud of his life experiences.
Twenty years ago, Western Star Region, internal war...
Among the team members on the side, Biao Xing silently recited these nouns, then raised his eyes, gazing into the distance at the instructor surrounded by his comrades.
He was not a resident born in the Western Star Region of the Federation, or he wouldn't have joined this elite pilot squad. In terms of background, he was a bona fide resident of the Central Star Domain, but this didn't prevent him from understanding the Federation's past history.
Because of his privileged upbringing, he received a good education from an early age, understanding the reasons why the Western Star Region longs for independence; those people merely wished to escape the parasitic control of the conglomerates and the government.
This world is never fair, he understood this very early, and he was also part of this privileged class, having all sorts of beneficial conditions and resource inclinations, entering the Federation's Eighth Fleet immediately after graduation and cultivated as an elite pilot.
Such an opportunity is something countless people dream of, amidst fierce competition. After all, the Federation has ten trillion people, and among them, less than ten million can become mech pilots, about one in every hundred thousand people, and among them, becoming a Sequence 6 High Rank Mecha Pilot is especially rare, roughly 1-2 in ten million, as for a Sequence 7 ace-level mecha pilot, about 1-2 in a hundred million.
The squad he is currently in, his teammates are all Sequence 6 elite geniuses. Even though the captain scolds them, they are all very proud because apart from a few peer-level elites, with their current strength, they could easily crush those 'country bumpkins' outside.
