October 22nd.

On the Fire 001 Steel Rat-class destroyer, Dewey, who had just been promoted to sergeant, was nesting on the sofa in the command room.

He held the badge in his hand. There was a red flame on the badge, and on the right side was his soldier code.

"Sergeant, hey hey hey..."

From his smiling face, you can vividly feel the joy of promotion.

"Sergeant Dewey." The door to the command room opened, and a burly man walked in with his hands behind his back.

"Captain!" Dewey immediately stood up and performed a standard Fire military salute.

The man in front of him is Dustin Johnson. He joined the Pyrotechnics later than him, but now he is the captain of the recruit training ship. Dewey is just an ordinary field instructor.

"Commander Vincott asked me to deliver the news." After Johnson gave him a military salute in return, he solemnly took out his data pad, opened one of the files, and handed it to Dewey, "Congratulations, Sergeant."

"...?"

He raised his head and glanced at Johnson. There was no expression on the guy's face. He had no choice but to lower his head and check the document.

"Sir Dewey, after organizational discussions, we have decided to establish an extradimensional human instructor headquarters. This department will be led by the leader himself and will be mainly responsible for training, upgrading, and providing necessary guidance for extradimensional humans in the future.

The organization has decided to appoint you as the chief instructor of this department, responsible for managing various field tasks for alien humans. At the same time, you will also be responsible for leading the team to complete more difficult field tasks."

"Commander-in-Chief of the Fire Fleet: Severn Swoncott"

Seeing Dewey raise his head again, Johnson rarely moved his lips to show a smile: "Now, it's time for me to call you Comrade Chief Instructor."

"Stop teasing me." Dewey looked bitter, "I've been working in the field for so long, and the organization doesn't want me to do anything else."

"In fact, I think you are particularly outstanding in the field." Johnson said, "The commander-in-chief said that you are an extremely rare talent in the organization. Both he and the leader hope that you can use your rich experience in field tasks to become more

Teach it widely to our recruits."

"..."

Dewey really had nothing to do but smile bitterly at the comments made by his two superiors.

He's not a field mission expert.

Although there is a saying in the Tinder Recruit Camp that Dewey is a "Captain Miracle". Every time he leads a mission, he will encounter the most deadly and dangerous situations, but every time he can survive safely.

Return.

Sharing the same legend as him is Stephanie, the "Miracle Vice Team", that beautiful half-human, half-octopus race woman. If nothing else, they are probably boyfriend and girlfriend.

"Captain, I think the Commander-in-Chief should know." Dewey scratched his head, "Every time I go on a field mission, the death rate of my team's recruits... is a bit high."

"Of course I know." Johnson nodded, "Your deeds have been written into a novel by the group of recruits. It is said that it will be submitted soon and published in the Cloud Ring Star Territory."

Comrade Captain touched his chin: "What is that book called? "The Adventures of Captain Marvel"?"

"Stop talking about it. They even brought in reporters to interview me, and they even uncovered dirty information about my time at Nidhogg." When Dewey mentioned this, his hall turned black with anger, and his face was as black as black iron.

To be fair, Dewey is a somewhat selfish person.

Although every time he went on a mission, he swore that he would try his best to ensure that his soldiers were safe and alive. But when encountering dangerous situations, he was often not as brave as the new recruits.

Finding a way to escape and survive is the first thing he teaches the recruits.

The Emerald Star is really too dangerous. There are so many high-threat biomes. Even if I have basically visited the entire planet during this period, I can't guarantee that there will be a solution to any critical situation.

"That's why I asked you, are you serious when the Commander-in-Chief asked me to be the chief field instructor?" He smiled somewhat self-deprecatingly.

"Of course. The organization will not do anything without reason." Johnson replied decisively, "The commander-in-chief asked me to hand over this appointment letter to you in person, just to let you know that this task is very important."

"……oh."

Dewey transferred the appointment letter to his own dashboard, and his position column immediately became "Chief Instructor of the Alien Dimensional Human Training Department."

"In addition, the leader also said, just go ahead and do it." Johnson patted his shoulder, "Those extra-dimensional humans will not die."

"Um?"

Dewey seemed to hear something incredible.

"What did you say? You won't die?"

"I don't know the specifics, but the information about extradimensional humans has been uploaded to the base database." Johnson shrugged, turned and walked outside, "Your authority should have reached this level. Check

Check it out.”

Dewey stared blankly at Johnson as he walked out. It wasn't until the door to the command room slammed shut that he suddenly came back to his senses.

He quickly ran to the data terminal and opened the database of the Fire Base to check it carefully.

"Human beings from other dimensions, how do we spell different dimensions..."

Ten minutes later.

"Oh, Shet!" He held his head and looked at the screen in shock, "When did the base create such a pervert?!"

The information clearly states: Although extradimensional humans will disappear intermittently due to unstable traits, theoretically speaking, they are immortal existences. Within the observable range, any method of killing extradimensional humans will

Causes it to regenerate intact after a period of time.

Dewey deeply suspected that he must have stayed on this broken training ship for too long and missed something very important.

"Dewey! Oh, Dewey!"

The door behind opened again, and this time a red-haired female soldier ran in shouting. From the sound of the voice, you could instantly tell that the person coming was definitely Stephanie.

"Calm down, you...hey!"

As soon as Dewey turned around, he was hugged by her. He could immediately feel that this octopus-like woman was using her noodle-like limbs to squeeze him tighter and tighter.

"Let go! Someone will die! You still have legs, let me go!"

Stephanie is obviously not an octopus, but for some reason, there are many places where she feels like an octopus.

"Dewey! I just received an order from the Commander-in-Chief, and the organization asked me to..."

"I want you to go to the Extradimensional Human Training Department and serve as an instructor, right?" He frowned and pushed the woman to the ground, "Yes, I just received it, and now the two of us are working together again!"

"yeah!"

The panic turned into cheers in an instant. This made him always feel like this woman was like a child.

"Yeah..." Dewey held his forehead and sighed, "I think we need to meet the leader. I still don't understand what this position is all about."

…

Half an hour later, they met Qin Lang, who had just returned from the space station, in Office No. 1.

The young leader didn't know why, but there was a sense of a hunter in his eyes, which made Dewey feel uncomfortable.

"You two have received the order, right? Hehehehe..."

Qin Lang sat behind his desk, took out two data tablets, and threw them to the two people sitting on the sofa.

"I happen to be free today, so I'll tell you about the training of this extra-dimensional human being and how to do it."

"You have to remember one thing first."
Chapter completed!