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According to the instructions of the quarantine officer, ziz2000 came to the office 1089 on the first floor of the quarantine officer. "What's the matter?"

"Sir, let me see if there is any wine?" Ziz2000 closed the door and whispered.

"Who told you that there is a wine sold here?" The skinny lieutenant who was busy in the office glared at him and looked like he dared to accuse me of killing you.

"Sir, the Chief Quartermaster told me."

"Oh." The thin lieutenant immediately smiled when he heard that it was introduced by the quarantine. He pressed a button on the table and lowered the room door. At the same time, a transparent cabinet rose beside him. "Let's see, these are all good goods that are not available in leisure cities. Look at the first-class fruit wine in the Boai Road Kingdom only costs 150 points of military merit. The fire spirit wine in the Pompei Empire is not cheap. The blue water in the Yankaras Empire only costs 13. If you buy more, you will give you a 100% discount."

"Well, that sir, I don't know that 94881 trash ship captain likes that kind of wine." Ziz2000 scratched his head and he really forgot to ask.

"Buying this kind of wine for that old guy is a waste of things. If you buy him a leisure city of 100 bottles of strong wine with one military merit for that old guy, it is enough for him to be so beautiful."

"The chief knows the captain of the 94881 garbage ship?"

"We are comrades-in-arms. His legs were blown off and replaced with prosthetic limbs. I was blinded with one eye. I replaced with prosthetic eye and the quarrel officer. They are both comrades-in-arms in the first phase."

"No wonder, you feel so familiar."

"Boy tell me what you want to flatter the old guy. I'll tell you that old guy is a bachelor, but he doesn't have a beautiful daughter, a beautiful unmarried relative, and has no savings or specialties."

"It's not that the commander, it's like that." Ziz2000 quickly repeated his reasons.

"You don't have to flatter him like this."

"No, I'd better buy two bottles." Ziz2000 thought about it and might need the other party's help in the future, it would be no harm.

"Boy, you really have a book. Actually, I can help you learn some knowledge that you can't get from the current military rank. No matter how you hire me as a teacher, I don't want anything you send. Just pay ten o'clock every hour to get military merit. Don't think it's expensive. I was an ace-level sniper, an ace-level vehicle driver, and an ace-level fighting and assassination technique."

"This commander will not do this at least this time, and he will have no military achievements." Ziz2000 was really moved, but he really had no military achievements.

Say goodbye to the thin lieutenant ziz2000, he arrived at the airport in a transport vehicle and found the 94881 garbage ship parked in District 13.

"Report to Chief Ziz2000, report to you!" A middle-aged man in a lieutenant uniform and wearing a captain's logo was commanding several soldiers dressed in crew members to be busy, and Ziz2000 quickly reported to the captain.

"Why did you arrive? It's so busy here!"

"Yes, sir. I heard that the sir likes wine. I've been here for the first time to buy wine."

"If you are interested, bring it." The captain said indifferently that the middle-aged crew soldiers around him also showed unintentional expressions, but when Ziz2000 took out two bottles of Pompeii Fire Liquor, his expression changed. The captain snatched the wine and hugged it in his arms and stared at the malicious middle-aged crew members around him with caution. "If you are interested, you are interested, go whatever you should do. This is mine! This is the filial piety of this kid, don't worry about me!"

The captain scolded the crew while stuffing the wine into his arms and clamping it. "Your situation is so fat, I told me, don't worry, the garbage ship is a little smelly and transported more heavy than the items. There is no cargo safer. You are here to clean the living cabin every day and arrange the rest of the time. I will give you the right to enter the garbage cabin as long as you can tolerate the smell inside. You can go there casually after finishing your work, but be careful. Work quickly and set sail to welcome the little things in the evening. Boy, you can call me Dad Mark in the future."

Captain Mark took ziz2000 to the control room to take the elevator. "I am the one who is the captain of the garbage ship. The five crew members are called Hu Zi, the one who is responsible for communication is called Hu Zi, the one who is responsible for power is called Roe Deer, the one who is responsible for repair is called Manhulu, the one who is responsible for driving is called Falcon, and the one who is responsible for loading and unloading is called Kuli, in fact, his name is called Kuli and Kuli, and we have changed it to Kuli. In addition, each of us has a biochemical woman, which is our woman. The long night is lonely and unbearable. There is a woman that can meet the needs. You know."

"Yeah, yeah." Ziz2000 was ignorant and pretended to understand. It was considered a response.

"Fei'er!" Captain Mark shouted.

"Here you." A woman in a civilian military uniform walked into another entrance of the control room.

"This kid goes with us this time and arranges him to be responsible for other activities in the living cabin hygiene time every day. You can arrange a cabin with porthole for him."

"Come with me." The woman named Fei'er nodded to Ziz2000 and told her to follow her. Ziz2000 quickly saluted her as a civilian, but she was a rank and a lieutenant, so she had to salute her. "We all know about your affairs. Mark has opened the authority for you to enter and exit the control room, living area, data area and transportation cabin. You do not have relevant knowledge in other places. After all, important areas related to our lives will not be opened at will. I hope you understand."

"It's the sir who understands!"

"You don't need to be so nervous here. You can call me Fei'er." The biochemical woman said with a smile. Ziz2000 found that the place where her hair was covered with a serial number was marked. It should be an old model. With his current authority, he has no right to know the biochemical information. "You can analyze and learn through the waste in the cargo hold. Although it is waste, many of them are kept intact and enough for you to learn. If you encounter something that doesn't understand, they can solve your doubts for anyone on the ship. Don't look at them being reckless. Before they are injured, they are all members of the elite troops of the Empire. Although some of their skills are backward, there are still many that are widely used for your learning."

"Thanks."

"Just live here. I'll call you during dinner. I'll start working at five o'clock tomorrow."

"I understand!" There is no difference between entering the cabin and the dormitory configuration of the base. The light brain is fixed. The first thing ziz2000 does is to download the map of the garbage ship to avoid getting lost and entering the restricted area or key parts to cause accidents.

Ziz2000 in the dormitory felt a slight shaking and glanced out of the porthole. The huge garbage ship was slowly lifting up and lifting his hand to open the basic information of the garbage ship. The medium garbage ship used the anti-gravity thruster system. After clicking the three-dimensional image of the garbage ship a few times on the virtual image, it appeared. If you want to see that part, you can zoom in. A string of data was recorded in brain cells that were separately opened for memory.

Aggravated knock on the door, Ziz2000 opened the hatch door, Fei'er stood outside the door, "The ship has sailed automatically, come on, everyone will welcome you."

"Thank you." Follow Fei'er to the living area, all the members of the garbage ship were waiting there, and it was a bit restrained to let Ziz2000 be with these people who had just met for less than three hours.

"Boy, the army is a place that relies on skills. Respecting the strong than anywhere else is also more in need of the fittest than others. If you want to avoid being bullied, you want to get respect and get more things, then find a way to make yourself stronger. This is the advice of a veteran of me." Captain Mark raised his glass and said, "Come and have a drink for the little guy!"

"Ah!" ziz2000 waved his hand in a hurry, "I...I can't drink."

"How can a man not drink alcohol!"

"If it's a man, just do it!" The crew members and their women raised their glasses and cheered.

"Okay." Ziz2000 looked at the wine glass in his hand, gritted his teeth, opened his mouth and swallowed it. A burning and hot feeling jumped from his throat to his appetite. "So spicy~!zzzzzzz"

When Ziz2000 woke up six hours later, he sat up with a painful head. What happened? I remembered that I drank a glass of wine with great affection. I wouldn't be so bad. I opened the small refrigerator in the cabin and took out a bottle of iced drink from it and drank it. I felt better. I sat by the bed and looked out the dark outside the porthole. There were only a few stars flashing. It made Ziz2000 feel extremely quiet. He forgot the headache of the hangover. I forgot where he was. In this tranquility, his spirit was extraordinary. He raised his hand. The internal structure diagram of the garbage ship appeared in the various parts in front of him quickly flashed. He actually recorded tens of millions of parts of the garbage ship except for the power system. He also used brain cells to record data. It was obvious that his efficiency was more efficient than ever. Could it be because of drinking? Or because he looked at the universe outside the porthole.

He knew that these were not enough and needed to be learned and applied, but he didn't have the opportunity to get out the fighting materials and start training. Before he transformed the reaction nerve, he had to do more training. He had to get up and make more room for him to conduct fighting training, locking his wrist, locking his joints, locking his throat, cutting his neck, cutting his ribs, cutting his joints, hitting his head, and hitting his spine. What he focused on was more of a one-hit kill. In his opinion, if he could do it, his strength could also make the target lose its combat power.

Huhu gasped and looked at the table at two o'clock in the morning. He entered the bathroom in the cabin and took a shower. He lowered his bed and lie down and rested. During the training, the instructors repeatedly emphasized that staying vigilant at all times, maintaining physical strength at all times, and ensuring the integrity of weapons and equipment at any time is a condition for survival on the battlefield. Therefore, he lets brain cells control their body and retain some of their physical strength to deal with possible situations at any time.

Didi woke up ziz2000 at 5:00 in the morning. He washed and walked out of the cabin. Feier was already preparing breakfast for everyone. "Sir, what is my mission?"

"Oh, go and clean Area A. Come back to eat at six o'clock, and you'll finish it before you finish it."

"Yes!" Ziz2000 went out along the living area and went down the left-hand passage. Three cleaning robots were taken out of the wall storage compartment, and manipulated them to wipe the ground in the corridor of Area A. After these were controlled, the cleaning robot went to the loading and unloading area of ​​Area A. The port side of the garbage ship and the starboard area B were loading and unloading areas for loading and unloading military garbage. There were often metal garbage falling off and needed to be cleaned up frequently. The cleaning robot controlled to clean all kinds of garbage and then clean the garbage in the tracks of the loading and unloading area. After cleaning it, it was still time-consuming. After cleaning it, it began to remove rust and oil maintenance for the mechanical axis, tracks and other places. After he played the job, he found that it was already nine o'clock and hurried back to the living area. Feier left him breakfast, but there was no one in the living area after eating. He wanted to ask what his task was, but he couldn't find anyone.

After walking out of the living area, I was stunned when I passed by the dormitory area. A strange voice from the woman came from the closed dormitory cabin. I couldn't tell whether it was happiness or pain. When I scratched my head, I felt like I would be beaten up at this time. I thought about it and went to the control room to take a look.

Knocking on the door of the control room, I saw that there was only the driver Falcon in the entire control room. However, Falcon is now folding his feet on the console and folding his hands behind his head and the hat on his face. When ziz2000 entered the control room, Falcon lifted the hat on his face and a sharp look flashed, "Hi! Does a boy have a headache?"

"There is no pain in the sir."

"You have to practice your alcohol tolerance, and it's too bad to drink just one cup."

"Sir, I really can't drink." Ziz2000 smiled bitterly.

"Don't worry, we will help you train your alcohol tolerance. Generally, there is an autonomous driving for eight days when transporting garbage. The garbage ship transformed with military transport ships has super defense and its own weapons. Ordinary pirates cannot take us. They have the ability to take down our pirates. They are not as depressed as robbing military garbage ships. So we have nothing to do outside of takeoff and landing. We only drink alcohol. Generally, we drink every night because men cannot know how to drink."

"Where are their people?"

"As a boring journey, there are only people who have created people but no other entertainment activities. Of course, they are creating people now. I knew that I would not choose the profession of drivers at the beginning, which made me need to be on duty for more than five days in eight days."

"Oh" At this time, ziz2000 understood what the sound he heard in the dormitory area. Although he was only fourteen years old, some comrades-in-arms communicated with high-level comrades-in-arms also understood what that sound was like. "The task of cleaning up area A has been completed. What am I going to do next?"

"It's okay if the task is completed. Old Mark has enabled you to enter and exit the garbage cargo hold. If you have any questions about contacting the control room, please contact me at any time."

"Yes! Then I'll go to the garbage cargo hold." Ziz2000's eyes lit up.

"Wear a soldier helmet and filter the air. Although military garbage is cleaner than civilian garbage, it still has stench and even toxic gases. Turn it on and filter it to avoid dizziness inside hahaha."

"Yes!" Ziz2000 turned on the air filtration of the individual soldier's helmet gas mask, opened the contact channel with the control room, and then bowed and left the control room.
Chapter completed!