39 Fatty has Stood Up (1/2)

Tian Xing Jian felt kind of hurt, but for whom? Was it Ali? Thoriko? He had no answer to that.

That morning when he bade farewell to his comrades from the first company, those who hated to part with Tian Xing Jian the most were naturally those from the Second Platoon, First Section who had gone on a road of slaughter with him. They were brothers who lived and died together and had a brotherhood formed from blood and fire.

They truly admired this vice company commander’s methods, so much so that they would even prostrate in admiration.

Especially Thoriko, who had shared the heartfelt feelings of his first ancestors all the way to himself to the fatty.

Thoriko was of the Ma Ke race, an ethnic group ranked at the very last. Their technology and cultural standards were extremely backward; even within the Federation, there were still people who called them lower class people.

Thoriko said, “I hated all of them! If someone dares to call me a person of the lower class, I’ll immediately give him two punches.”

However, there was only a minuscule number of people who thought like him in the Federation. He felt grievous for those from his race that had been born in the Gyaca Woods Empire. Killing Ali had induced an indescribable feeling from within.

Their race had experienced too much suffering. He truly wanted all of this to end, but he was merely a platoon commander of the special scouts company.

The special scouts were warriors who placed their brains on their waists. Thoriko did not truly know when he would die. He hated to part with Tian Xing Jian, someone who shared life and death woes with him. However, as Tian Xing Jian had been assigned to the combat planning department, Tian Xing Jian could possibly have the means to realize his wish.

At that moment when they parted, Thoriko’s eyes were quite red. “Vice Company Commander, if you weren’t with us on this trip, I think that our section would have lost all our lives there, let alone the prisoners-of-war. I know you are truly capable, so fight on! Let’s chase those nations who dare to discriminate against those from the weak and small ethnic groups out of the Federation’s soil!”

Once the small-sized transport ship descended in Jialipalan’s military institute’s training airport, Fatty finally broke out of his trance. Seeing this place which he had left less than a month ago, it felt as if it had been ages. Thoriko’s words kept resounding within his mind, and only after a long period of time did he finally bitterly say to himself, “Why am I thinking so much? I’m merely a Battle Mecha engineer that has been assigned here and there.”

Mei Duo and Ni Ya, who were seated in the same transport ship, had been requested time after time to stay together with the other ex-captives; hence, after arriving, they were requested to wait in the Capital Jialipalan for the transit flight.

The capital had already prepared an even more majestic welcome ceremony. Within the next few months, their main job would be to spread propaganda.

Their future had most likely been confirmed. This group of prisoners-of-war would never return to their original combat unit. Instead, they would be assigned to the respective rear logististics department as they live and work in a much safer environment.

Under the lead of Colonel Compton, Tian Xing Jian first reported to the combat department’s officer administrative office to fill in the relevant forms.

This first lieutenant’s combat plans had actually attracted the attention of many. After arranging a place for him to stay, Tian Xing Jian had obtained a three-day holiday, as the exact combat department research unit he was assigned to had not been confirmed.

Still, the officer administrative office’s pretty female secretary reminded him that the general of the forward command, General Bernadotte, would come and find him at any moment after he has finished with his work, thus Tian Xing Jian should remain in the military institute for the time being.

Temporarily out of work, the very first place which Fatty wanted to go to was naturally the research laboratory.

If not for Boswell, Milan, and the support of everyone from the research lab, Fatty would not have been able to survive. [Logic]’s transformation capabilities had been an important factor during this mission.

Furthermore, Fatty had thought of many different ideas for Battle Mechas after experiencing actual combat, particularly the object on that [Antenna]. If he could somehow fix that object onto [Logic], then that would mean an increase of the Battle Mecha’s comprehensive abilities by two grades.

Furthermore, there was also the ion-blade used by [King Kong] that had almost ended Fatty’s life. This experience taught him a lesson: in any close-combat battles, a good weapon could be the crux leading to victory.