Chapter 89: Parasite (1/2)

Chapter 89: Parasite

The five-year mission was a standard to measure a squadron’s overall strength and state of development. It could bring a squadron to the top and turn them into the limelight of the entire GAL, and it could turn a squadron into the world’s object of ridicule as well. This was also the second time Shawton would be performing his five-year mission after he became the Sixth B Squadron’s commander. His previous mission’s performance was neither good nor bad either. It did not make him famous or notorious, but at the least it proved his ability as the commander of the Sixth B Squadron.

A five-year mission was a very difficult task to accomplish, this much was certain. They might be met with unprecedented crisis, and no one, not even the commander or the lieutenant commander could guarantee that they would survive a five-year mission intact and unharmed.

To lose one portion of men and temper the other portion, was the Hunter regiment’s way to continuously temper and grow themselves. The Hunters were used to dancing on the edge of life and death all year round, and it was exactly because they had gotten used to such an exciting and adventurous life that they felt neither nervous nor panic when they heard that there would be a dangerous mission, but near intolerable excitement instead. The veteran Hunters were especially so.

After acquiring Dias’ affirmation, Cary and the others cheered. They weren’t able to get much experience during the last five-year mission, and they didn’t get much of a kick just following their seniors’ lead either. This time, they must absolutely enjoy the five-year mission to the fullest! When Cary and the others thought up to this point, they began to work faster as well.

Cillin joined them in their work, while Tang Qiuqiu and the gray cat crouched at Cillin’s left and right side to watch the processing of the spoils.

Seeing that the gray cat was so engrossed at the sight that it did not even blink, Tang Qiuqiu asked, “Wheeze, are you interested in this?”

“Call me Whebeze!” The gray cat was very dissatisfied.

“But Wheeze sounds cordial.”

Cordial? The gray cat immediately felt elated and did not fuss over Tang Qiuqiu’s way of addressing it any longer. However, it did not mention that it owed Cillin money; it was just too embarra.s.sing to admit that it was a debt slave or something.

After they were finished processing the polar bears, the group returned to their temporary base, tidied things up and flew back to their stars.h.i.+p parked at the s.p.a.ce station on their aircrafts.

The gray cat walked here and there around the stars.h.i.+p with a straight tail as if it was patrolling its own territory. Dough followed behind the gray cat eagerly, excited that it had finally met another kind like his own that was not a human on the stars.h.i.+p. If it got into trouble in the future, at the least it would have someone to share its fate with.

Although the five-year mission had not started yet, the people aboard the stars.h.i.+p did not turn idle. They had to examine their food supply, energy supply, weapons and equipment, and inspect the stars.h.i.+p itself carefully to see if there were any aged parts that needed to be changed. Since they’re gunning for a big one, then they must not allow any slip-ups to occur. The devil is in the details after all.

Cillin and the team members responsible for engineering on the stars.h.i.+p inspected the s.h.i.+p together. The engineering person-in-charge, Enji, was also an Octopus human. The difference between him and Ba Dao lay in their physique, where Ba Dao was robust and Enji was thin. Although an Octopus human’s incredible height was evident, in terms of actual weight, Enji might not even compare to Cillin. There were plenty of people like Enji. They belonged under the support division, and they would not fight at the frontlines of combat. Of course, a technician who could work long in a Hunter’s regiment could not be a common person, and at the least they would not be lacking in the courage department. If there was a need, they could pick up a gun and rush to the battlefield all the same.

While servicing, Enji and Cillin exchanged insights with each other. Enji very much admired the young Cillin. Although Cillin was young, he had genuine ability and knowledge, and he was able to identify the critical areas of certain machines’ structure with a single glance. Moreover, Cillin was able to accept opinions and suggestions with modesty, which was a very admirable trait for someone his age.

All six of Enji’s arms worked non-stop; holding tools, parts and apparatuses with each hand. Cillin was making records at the side.

“Alright, we’re done with the servicing of this area. Let’s rest for a bit before we move to the next area.”

Enji accepted the water Cillin pa.s.sed over to him and drank two full gulps. After a short breath, he looked at Cillin’s log.