I Want You to Create a Handgun but You Give Me a Mechanical Armor Instead - Chapter 17

Chapter 17: Fear and Anger

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Under the leadership of the experienced Steven, the work of the recruiting class progressed quite smoothly. By the fifth day, he had already completed one-third of the workload.

The system of the AI class was also completed through overtime work day and night.

After obtaining the system, Battalion Commander Li immediately went to the recruiting class and loaded it into the mecha through the operating table.

The person who tried it on was Staff Sergeant Steven. Before coming to the foundry camp, he was a soldier of the 1st Battalion and had rich combat experience. Hence, it would be best for him to be the one to experiment on it.

The mecha was not divided into many parts, but it was not complicated.

It was nothing more than a helmet, part of the front chest, and half of the four limbs.

There was no other way. Time was too tight, and they still had to produce so many parts. The abdomen and some exposed parts could not be wrapped.

“The battery has been loaded. You may begin!” Following the company commander’s voice, the mech’s core, which had not had time to be painted, was about to light up with a blue light.

“Squeak… squeak…”

Steven was not used to the things on his body. As a result, his movements at the beginning were somewhat clumsy.

Rayen looked at this mech and was also uncertain. After all, this was his first time making this thing. He could not guarantee that the God of War had not tricked him.

Just as everyone was puzzled, Steven had already started to walk away.

After that, he jumped, punched, turned, and finally ran.

Battalion Commander Li shouted at Steven, who was 200 meters away. “How do you feel?”

Steven began to do push-ups. The core device on his back flashed more frequently. After he got up, he replied to everyone, “I feel good! This thing should have provided me with a lot of resistance. I did not feel tired after the few sprints just now!”

Davis whistled and shouted, “Wow! Not bad!”

Then, it was time for the weapon test.

In the shooting range, Steven, holding an automatic rifle, said after firing two magazines of bullets at the target, “A lot! I feel very relaxed. The gun is not heavy! The mech on my arm has provided me with a lot of strength!”

At this point in the experiment, everyone erupted in a victorious cry. The military hats were constantly thrown into the air as if they were about to win the war.

This kind of excitement was understandable because Steven had passed a series of tests after putting on the mecha.

The subsequent throwing of grenades and other weapons was not hindered in the slightest.

Although the defensive power was not comparable to the quality of the art armor, it was still quite outstanding. It could really provide a lot of combat power for the soldiers of the regiment!

In the overall experiment, other than the slightly slower speed, there were no problems!

This result satisfied Battalion Commander Li, and the morale of the forging camp was also significantly boosted!

Everyone did not waste any time and immediately continued to engage in production.

…

Although the production speed of Rayen and the others could not be compared to that of the veterans, they still completed their tasks on the thirteenth day.

During this period, a portion of the first and second battalions soldiers also adapted to the new mecha through simple training. After that, they rode on the troop carriers and rushed to the front line.

The originally noisy military camp suddenly became empty.

Only a portion of the troop carriers and their drivers were left, waiting for the last mecha production in the casting camp.

After that, they were going to transport these weapons to the battlefield quickly.

Just when the recruits thought that their work was almost done and only needed to drink beer in the camp and wait for news of victory, reality slapped them hard.

They would soon know that the game of war was always unexpected.

…

The next day, the recruit squad gathered near the corps’ transport van and moved the last batch of goods.

“Damn it, why didn’t those veterans participate in the moving? Aren’t they too much of a bully?”

Beside the corps’ transport van, Davis cursed as he handed the box filled with concentrated batteries to the next relay.

“Who asked us to be new recruits? So this is the rules of the casting camp,” Powell muttered softly.

“Screw the rules. If it were Moore City, he would have been beaten to the ground by him long ago!” The tall Johnson had an unconvinced look on his face.

Levi shouted, “Hurry up, or else the squad leader will come over and kick your ass in a while.”

After putting the last set of heavy mechas onto the transport vehicle, everyone finally finished their work. The stench of sweat enveloped the new recruits.

Davis sat down on the ground, using his coat to wipe his neck.

His fat figure made him look very tired.

Rayen was also very tired. He leaned against the side of the vehicle and panted a few times before saying, “You’d better lose weight. The size of your thighs can’t even fit into a loose mecha.”

Davis did not care about the other party’s teasing. Instead, he patted his stomach and laughed, “Hahaha… young man, you don’t understand. Men need to have meat to give women a sense of security. So you can gain weight!”

“Besides, thanks to you, we shouldn’t wear those heavy things on the battlefield, so it doesn’t matter whether we can wear them or not!”

After a month of being together, Rayen found that this fat man was quite talented in avoiding responsibility.

“You can always find a suitable reason.” Rayen wiped his sweaty hands on his clothes and took out a pack of cigarettes.

Davis caught the cigarette and took out a lighter. After taking a puff, he smiled and said, “Everyone has their talent, just like you can make weapons!”

Rayen was so amused that he choked. He coughed twice and scolded jokingly, “F*ck you, you’re so thick-skinned!”

Although the mecha had been loaded, they were not in a hurry to leave. Since there was nothing else to do, they might as well stay here and bask in the sun.

After about fifteen minutes, the other recruits had also finished loading the mecha. They all gathered around and sat down on the ground.

The little Powell took out some cookies from his pocket and gave them to everyone. He said, “Phew! It’s so comfortable after this is over. Are the next few days considered a vacation?” This guy always had many types of things on him.

Johnson chewed on the cookies and said, “You wish. Unfortunately, we still have to continue to produce ammunition! If the damaged equipment is shipped back, we still have to work overtime to repair it…”

Another recruit complained with a displeased expression, “We only need to pay 200 empire dollars a month to hire a hard-working worker. So this deal is worth it.”

Although they did not know the salary of the other corps, everyone knew that 200 imperial coins a month was too low. This amount of money was only enough to buy three cases of beer for each person.

This price was far from being proportional to the hard work they had put in.

However, there was no ‘union’ in the Corps to hire lawyers for them.

Everyone could only silently accompany the disgusting smell of engine oil and watch the unknown future.

Davis stood up and dusted off the dust on his buttocks. He smiled and said, “What’s more, there are thirty such unlucky people!”

“Hahahaha…” Such black humor was very popular in the recruit squad. Everyone laughed out loud.

While they were chatting, the squad leader, Steven, also finished counting the procedures with the driver.

As the transportation team closed the cabin door, the recruits gathered and prepared to return to the barracks under Steven’s lead.

However, as soon as they entered their own camp, they saw a group of veterans gathering.

Moreover, they were all holding K-40 automatic rifles in their hands.

Battalion Commander Li, who was the leader, looked at his men who were running and gathering with a solemn expression. His eyes were filled with worry.

Seeing this situation, Rayen could not help but think, “Is today the day for target practice?”

Battalion Commander Li, who found them returning, quickly answered this question.

“Steven, take your men to the armory to get guns. Each of you will have one gun and two grenades.”

The Battalion Commander’s words caused all the recruits to feel an inexplicable sense of panic.

“When did you need to bring grenades for target practice?” Davis had just finished saying this when his pupils suddenly constricted as if he had realized something terrible!

Steven, who had received the order, frowned slightly, but he quickly understood what had happened. He ran over to confirm the situation with Battalion Commander Li again.

After a few words, he turned his face toward Rayen and the others, gesturing for the recruits to follow him.

Everyone followed with question marks and foreboding, hoping to find out what had happened..