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shuttled back and forth within the source nucleus's battle base.

"Don't be mad at Meng Biao, he just has that kind of personality. Actually, after interacting with him for a long time, you will realize that he is very upright."

As Yang Xingang walked, his mood of consoling Xia Mang fully reflected the attitude that a political commissar should have.

"Political Commissar, I won't, this is just a small matter. Since we have reached this advanced group, I will only humbly learn from the seniors."

Xia Mang said sincerely, and then scratched his head in embarrassment: "But in terms of fighting, I might really not be a match for Senior Meng."

Yang Xingang smiled and waved his hand: "Don't be modest, I believe that those who can destroy Da Ke Planet's military base by themselves are not just lucky, I'm afraid your strength is no weaker than Meng Biao's."

In regards to this, Xia Mang merely smiled noncommittally, he did not have a clear attitude. Although he was very confident in his own abilities, he truly felt that everyone in this group had very strong individual abilities, if they were to fight, it could only be said that they had a fifty percent chance of winning.

"We're here, this is our Material Management Room."

Yang Xingang stopped in front of a door and walked in with Xia Mang.

It was an extremely spacious warehouse. There were various military supplies, weapons and ammunition, clothing and armor on the fifty-meter-tall stainless steel shelves.

The air between his ears was filled with the sound of the motor turning and the rumble of the conveyor belt.

"Our source nucleus's combat suit s are all dense particle combat suit with radiation protection and high temperature resistance. It might be a little heavy, but it's good to get used to it. I've seen your personal data, this set of clothes should fit you well."

Yang Xingang immediately walked to one of the operation consoles and pressed the appropriate button. The object was retrieved by the mechanical arm from the shelf and placed on the platform beside the two people through the teleportation device.

"Worthy of being called an elite team, even the warehouses are this big."

Xia Mang sighed, at the same time, he accepted the folded black combat suit, it was indeed heavy, at least five times heavier than an ordinary combat suit. If it was Regular forces who wore this kind of uniform, their mobility would probably be greatly reduced, but this was source nucleus, where every member was considered to be extraordinary, possessing extraordinary strength.

While he was thinking, Yang Xingang had also taken out his tactical helmet and battle boots.

"All of our equipment is made of color-changing materials. They will automatically sense the surroundings and change into a camouflage color that matches the color."

Yang Xingang explained as he handed the things over.

"Understood."

Xia Mang received them with both hands. These three simplest clothes weighed over a hundred kilograms.

He finally started to understand why source nucleus was so strict in choosing his opponents. It was because if an ordinary person were to enter through the back door, they would not even be able to bear the weight of their clothes.

"By the way, did you get the title?"

Yang Xingang suddenly turned and asked.

"Ugh …"

Xia Mang was startled, "I have already registered for the army, and have yet to be awarded the title."

"Then you can only hang yourself as a private."

After Yang Xingang finished speaking, he pressed a few buttons on the button and took out a badge that had nothing on it other than the border: "Bring it on, you're a private."

"Alright."

The latter took it carefully.

The collar was the military rank method used by the modern army, with a slight reduction in the original epaulettes.

Compared to the latter, the collar was much clearer and much more concise.

"Crack crack crack."

At this time, Yang Xingang carried another pile of weapons down from the platform.

When Xia Mang's gaze stopped at that spot, his pupils suddenly contracted.

One Gaussian rifle, four Flamethrowers, two Shining Shots, two tear gas, a Frozen Light handgun, a Superalloy military thorn, and a sufficient amount of ammo and energy.

"These things are our standard equipment. Once you wear the combat suit, you can easily take them in and tie them up. Look, it's just like me."

After hearing Yang Xingang's words, then looking at the bunch of dazzling things in front of him, Xia Mang didn't know what to say to express the feelings in his heart right now.

It was too shocking, too extravagant.

They were truly worthy of being called the most elite troops. Their treatment was truly enviable.

At this time, a button on the chest of the combat suit lit up. He gently pressed it and closed his eyes, pretending to listen.

"Put these things on and follow me to the tactical room."

Yang Xingang recovered his focus and said to Xia Mang.

"Alright."

The latter hurriedly put the combat suit on, then put the Gaussian rifle on her back, the gun and military thorn on her left and right waists, and a few grenades of different functions on her clothes that were in her tactical pocket.

"Alright, the button on your chest is a notification. Here's your headset, bring it with you."

Yang Xingang threw a small sealed bag to Xia Mang and quickly headed towards the entrance of the warehouse.

The latter stuffed her earphones into her ears and followed her out.

"Political commissar, are our source nucleus the people I saw just now?"

On the way, Xia Mang asked.

Yang Xingang replied, "source nucleus was selected from different large military regions, a total of twenty-nine people. Including you, I have a total of thirty."

"So little."

Xia Mang was speechless, in his mind he recalled the cruel, almost abnormal requirements and the terrifying elimination rate that the elite soldiers of the source nucleus s were facing.

It was a little shameful to think that he had entered this place without a test.

Chen Da and the higher ups definitely only allowed him to enter after a comprehensive review of various factors. Maybe compared to the other team members, he was still lacking in combat experience.

As for this thing, it could be accumulated over time.

In the tactical room.

The members of the source nucleus were gathered together, surrounding a large conference table inlaid with a real-time star map of outer space, pointing at and expressing their views.

Tang Long, on the other hand, was seriously listening to their published suggestions.

"You're here?"

He noticed that Yang Xingang was bringing Xia Mang closer, and turned his head to say: "Hurry up and come take a look, the board had just written that Da Ke Planet's fleet is still half a day away from the forward observation point. Although our first battle mission has not been approved, everyone must be ready for battle."

"Understood."

Yang Xingang said, and immediately joined in the discussion.

Seeing that, Xia Mang also followed along.

However, just as he approached the discussion table, he was squeezed out by someone intentionally or unintentionally. He tried again and the result was the same.

He was stunned for a moment and then laughed helplessly. He could only stand at the periphery and listen to their discussion.

The people of source nucleus still had sufficient understanding of the Alien Da ke, and the content of the exchange was also quite nutritious. Even if they had different opinions, it was reasonable and reasonable.

"Alright, everyone. I have a question now."

Seeing that the discussion was over, Tang Long said: "Everyone, be quiet, I just gathered your views, do you all want to rush towards the first line of defense?"

"That's right!" If we don't charge in front, who will? "

a team member shouted.

"We are all in favor of taking the first line."

The others echoed him.

It seemed like they had reached an agreement after the negotiations.

However, Tang Long said: "That is not too realistic. Everyone knows, after the invasion of the Da Ke Planet, the main battlefield was on the ground, so we must conserve our energy and wait for the flames of war to reach the ground before we take action."

"Relax, everyone don't worry, when the time comes, we will be busy, so during this period of time, I will use everything I have to train hard, and when I have time, I will bring Xia Mang along to familiarize with our strategy and tactics, as well as some professional knowledge."

"No problem."

Yang Xingang agreed.

After disbanding, Xia Mang was assigned to room number 7. Origin Core Team's room had four people each.

But the moment he opened the door, he was suddenly stunned, only to see Meng Biao striking hard at the metal pillar in the middle, the pillar shaking violently and accompanied by the ear-splitting metal explosion sound, indicating that it was receiving a huge impact.

"BOOM, BOOM, BOOM!"

Muffled sounds rang out again and again, like the melody of the Yellow Bell.

"What a powerful strength."

Xia Mang was secretly shocked, he judged that this metal fighting pillar was made from some kind of alloy. Just by listening to the voice, it was not hard to tell that the fighting pillar was filled with some kind of solid metal, although the overall material did not reach the super alloy level, but for ordinary people, it would be extremely difficult to move it.

However, Meng Biao was actually able to turn it into a normal boxing pillar and sway it back and forth.

Just as he was thinking that, Meng Biao also retracted his momentum and turned, looking at him with eyes full of ridicule: "I knew you would be with me."

He grinned. "No matter what, we're roommates now. Come, let's try."

He leaned slightly and pointed to the metal pillar beside him.

Seeing that, Xia Mang was startled for a moment before laughing: "Then I'll try."

"Hmm? "Very good."

Meng Biao nodded his head and gave way to a space, then he stood beside his bed.

Xia Mang then walked to the front of the pillar and took a deep breath, then he got into position. All the muscles on his body suddenly tensed up, and in an instant, he had fully mobilized his strength.

"BOOM!"

A sound that was not weaker than Meng Biao's resonated in the whole room, even the alloyed fist pillar was swaying back and forth, it was only slightly weaker than the former.

"Huh?"

Meng Biao opened his eyes wide, obviously surprised by Xia Mang's first punch.

"Dong, dong, dong."

Then the latter hit the alloyed boxing pillar like a barrage of cannons, still unabated.

Even when the pillar was swaying back and forth, Xia Mang would still dare to face the force of the impact and forcefully change the direction of the movement.

"Not bad, not bad."

Meng Biao secretly nodded, "Your power is not bad, how much has your evolution evolved?"

"Whew."

Xia Mang retracted his fist, turned his head and smiled: "Brother Meng, please excuse me."

He did not directly answer the other party's question. Instead, he humbly replied, "Compared to you, I'm still quite lacking."

"Of course, my level of evolution can be ranked as high as the middle levels of source nucleus. I'll help you train them for the next few days."

Perhaps because Xia Mang's performance just now had shocked Meng Biao, his attitude had slightly changed.