"Run, one, one, one."

"Defend your country, defend your country..."

"Come here, all the recruits come here to gather!"

"You stepped on my feet, you idiot!"

"Notice that the store will be closed in ten minutes and the store will be closed in ten minutes!"

The surroundings were full of messy sounds, and cars were loaded with recruits to drive incessantly. As the sound of running, many veterans whistled secretly and made strange moves to the recruits.

"The neck hurts so much! But where is this!" The young man lying on a pile of luggage was awakened by the sound. The young man was wearing an officer's uniform, shook his head, and looked around in a daze.

"Welcome to Simmons Boot Camp, I can guarantee that your life will be unique from now on!"

As the young man looked at him, he saw a big man standing and speaking to the crowd, and at this time another troop transport bus drove over.

"Welcome to the Metal Front!"

The bus was full of recruits looking around, while the bus was wearing Rita's figure in armor and slogans for recruiting soldiers.

"Get up quickly, you idiot!" Just when the young man was inexplicably surprised, a black man with the rank of sergeant came over and kicked the young man's lying luggage.

"Sergeant, don't talk to the superior like this. And where is this? What's going on!" The young man in military uniform quickly stood up and then Yang Yang's handcuffs to the black sergeant.

"Sir! Hahaha, it's so funny!" The black sergeant laughed, and that attitude made the young man feel a bad feeling.

"Sir, do you need help?" Just as the young man looked around in confusion, words suddenly came from behind him that made the young man happy.

"Where is this!" the young man quickly turned his head, then looked at the military rank of Lieutenant Ren and asked in a stiff tone.

"Sithrow's front support base, Simmons' recruitment training camp! I'm very happy to see you. I am the head of the recruitment camp, Lieutenant Farcair!" Farcair is a white man in his forties and fifties. He has the logo of the coalition forces on his shoulders, and then the American flag pattern on his cuffs.

"This is the recruit camp! Why am I here?" The young man was a little confused. His final impression was that he was hit on the neck by the guards.

"You came with the recruits, and I'm very surprised about this!" Facair said with a smile, and the wrinkles on his face showed that this was a veteran who responded to him again after he was discharged from the army.

"Do you think I look like a new recruit?" The young man shrugged, then turned around and asked Facair to look at his military uniform.

"My name is Cage, and I am Major Cage from the United States headquarters. I think there must be some misunderstanding here, so I want to call the commander of the United States!" Cage yanged his handcuffs. In his eyes, a lieutenant could not refuse his proposal, especially this was a lieutenant.

"Come with me!" Facail nodded, then walked inside with Cage's smile.

"Are you a US official?" While walking Cage, he looked at the American flag on Fall's sleeve. After joining the coalition, all countries were uniformly uniformed. Only the logo on the sleeve could tell which country it came from.

"No, I am an officer of the coalition. After responding to the call, I was taken here directly. Except for the national flag on my sleeve, I have been in charge of the recruit camp in the hands of an Italian colonel! There is no boundaries here, no one cares where you come from, and you don't know where you will be assigned!"

Fachar said as he took Cage through half of the recruits, and then stopped in front of a tent.

"Fourth Battalion of the recruits!" Looking at the big words on the tent, Cage asked uneasyly, "Didn't you say you should take me to find the phone number? What does this mean?"

"You don't need a phone call!" Facail shook his head and smiled, then took out a piece of paper from his pocket, and then said with a serious expression; "Cage, the recruits sent by the United States have three consecutive desertion records, and there are also complaints on this accusation that you pretended to be an officer to escape going to the battlefield.

"Are you kidding?" Cage looked at the documents in Facharier's hand, and his head was covered in a mess.

Facail shook his head, then slapped the paper in Cage's hand, and smiled jokingly, "The above asked me to stare you tightly, because you will try to escape supervision by making a phone call. As long as you can't go to the front line, you can do anything! But don't worry, I'm experienced and I've encountered any situation. You can keep your original statement, but I can tell you clearly that you can't deceive me, Cage!"

Facail walked into the barracks with a smile, and Cage followed him with a muddy head, and still doesn't understand what's going on.

Cage looked back and forth, hoping to see Qin Hui for a while, and then Qin Hui would say to him, "Go home, I'm joking!"

However, Cage's fantasy was shattered in a short while. The soldiers without shirts were everywhere in the recruits' camp, and Cage's imagination of the marshal hidden in the crowd never saw it.

Fachary walked in front, he didn't know what Cage was thinking, nor did he care about it.

"In my opinion, you are just a scumbag, just a garbage. But you don't have to be discouraged, you still have to save yourself. That is to participate in this war and baptize your soul with blood and fearlessness! The army is a melting pot, no matter what kind of thing you are, it can make you feel refreshed!"

Fachary took Cage all the way, and then stopped before walking to a room with the letter j written on it.

Facair pushed the door open and said without looking back; "This is Team J, your home will be here in the future!"

Cage looked up at everyone and found that there were five people here, four men and one woman, who looked different in age.

"Isn't this an officer's uniform?" A soldier with a bearded face and looked over 40-year-old pointed at Cage's clothes strangely.

"I......"

"This is not the treatment of an officer!" Before Cage could speak, a strong man covered in tattoos walked in behind Cage and laughed at the handcuffs on Cage's hands.

"This is the recruit I handed over to you, Private Cage. Cage has always fantasized that he does not belong here and tries every means to escape. So I want you to tell him with your actions that this is a wrong idea!"

Facair glanced around everyone and asked, "Is it okay?"

"No problem, sir!" everyone answered in unison.

"Don't worry, Lieutenant, I will make him feel like belonging here!" The tattooed man raised the muscles on his arm and looked at Cage with a smile.

"I'm relieved to you. Although you have just joined the army for three months, I'm proud of your performance!" Facair nodded with satisfaction. If ordinary recruits were not allowed to put Cage's slippery head here.

"What is this!" Facair's expression froze on his face with satisfaction, because he saw a pair of playing cards scattered outside the mattress.

"Oh, hell!" Everyone looked regretful when they looked at the playing cards that were picked up by Facair, but Facair laughed.

"It seems that your spare time is very rich!" Facair fiddled with the playing cards in his hand, and then raised the playing cards.

"Private Kimmel, tell me what I always think about gambling in the military camp!" Fachar asked with a smile.

"You don't like it, Lieutenant Farchar!" The man named Kimmel was a big fat man who drew a card from the poker with a sad face.

"Nanxi, why don't I like it!" Facair asked with a smile.

"Because what soldiers need more is courage and their own qualities, rather than giving everything to fate!" The female soldier among the five stood up and drew a card while talking.

"Then what do we need to do!" Facair asked softly as he watched the other three draw the playing cards away.

"Strictly disciplined and always be ready to be the master of fate!" The five people raised the playing cards in their hands, and then ate the playing cards in their mouths with loud roars.

"Very good!" Facair nodded, and then patted the tattooed man on the shoulder with satisfaction, because he was the only person in the entire team who never participated in gambling but trained his body all day long. Although Facair felt that the tattooed man had broken his brain, the soldiers only needed to obey orders and did not need something like a head at all.

"Maybe you will find this ridiculous, but believe me, you will understand in the future!" Facair took a few strokes on his body, then opened Cage's handcuffs.

"I also tell you good news. At six o'clock tomorrow morning, the Marshal will come to the battlefield to watch you fight with the aliens. This is an opportunity to become a success. If you don't want to be a second lieutenant like me, then show your performance!" Facair tidied up his military uniform and walked out with his words.

"Everyone, let's perform well tomorrow, I'm optimistic about you!"

Looking at the departure of Lieutenant Farchar, Cage proudly swept the dust on his clothes with his hands, then nodded to everyone and retreated to the door.

"Hahahahahaha!"

After seeing Cage's movements, all five people present, including the muscular man, surrounded Cage in the middle.

"What are you going to do! I warn you, I am Major Cage..."
Chapter completed!