Chapter 402

"Steel to practice, iron to fight, get ready!"

"Steel needs to be trained, iron needs to be fought, and sword needs to be sharpened......"

A square array with different height and race but special spirit is conducting pre meal singing training in front of the No. 1 canteen of atlas mother base.

"Good, very energetic!" Cormac, who was in charge of training them, waited until everyone sang at their voices for three times before nodding, then waved his big hand, it's time to dry!

As an international military contractor, atlas has a very diverse staff, so there are a variety of dishes in the canteen. Although the canteen also needs to swipe the card, the meal money is completely worthy of the dishes, including meat, vegetables, eggs and milk, flying in the sky, running on the ground and swimming in the water, Therefore, the elites of these countries who came here for training first fell in love with this large canteen that can accommodate 3000 people at the same time.

COMAC walked up the second floor with a plate and a drink. He saw his boss sitting comfortably by the window, sucking the lemonade in his glass. In front of him was a half eaten vinegar fish, an elbow and a piece of rice.

"That's all?" COMAC put his full plate on the table and sat opposite Fisher.

"It's just an appetizer. I'm wondering whether I'll have another Mexican chicken roll or a birthday pot later. Dutch said he left me ten kilograms and cattle!" Fisher put down his glass and shook his left hand. Then the robot waiter wandering in the distance ran over and filled the cup.

"That must be a chicken roll!" COMAC picked up his fork, picked up a large lump of noodles and meat, and swallowed it.

"Beef is waiting for us to have dinner in the New Year!"

"Then I have to let the logistics pull more than a dozen heads, otherwise it's not enough for you to eat!"

"Hahaha, I'll book one first. Then I'll set up four pots and rinse them together!"

"Then I'll double it for you. Why don't I find a master to get you a bathtub so big that you can eat while swimming in it!"

"Ha ha ha!"

Then they laughed together.

"How about these guys?" Fisher picked up the dishes and pointed at the elite astronauts who were addicted to dry food.

"Very strong. They have basically received systematic training and have a solid foundation. Many people fly for thousands of hours. Now they are exposed to new things and still learn very fast, just like a sponge!"

"After all, a country has carefully selected talents! It must be better! There is no conflict with our students? "

"I got up, but I didn't fight, but I planned to win or lose in the first assessment this weekend. I heard they also took their ration coupons as a bet!"

"That's a lot of money!" Fisher nodded thoughtfully. In fact, his technical support to various countries also has another meaning. The stability of atlas depends not only on him as the leader, but also on everyone. Since the war of New York, atlas has been unique in the field of space and space. In the short term, everyone can rush with excitement. In the long term, it has become a salted fish, By giving some technology to countries, fisher can make his elites who are above the top feel a little crisis.

As for the ration coupon, it doesn't matter. It's an internal benefit that every soldier has. You can use the coupon to travel to any country where there is an atlas military base. Many soldiers are not married or don't like to travel. They can also exchange the coupon for other benefits, such as new household appliances or cash, There's nothing to bet on.

"Yes, what subjects did you take this week?"

"For first aid and damage management control in weightless environment, we don't go to the simulation warehouse. We plan to transfer a frigate for practical operation!" Said COMAC.

"This is OK. If our people lose, they will practice to death. If they win, they will practice to death!"

"Naturally, those guys have the energy to bet and make trouble, which means that the amount of training is not enough. I have added materials to the plan for the second week, and they will know by then!"

"I like this!"

Not only atlas's space forces, including fighter forces, Marines and even logistics forces, have continuously increased various assessments and training. They have to rush into the desert once in three days. Although atlas has the best equipment and weapons, Fisher requires that the people who operate these equipment must also be the best!

If there were no accidents, Fisher would have been supervising the large-scale training of atlas until the Chinese New Year. However, it was not bright in the East and bright in the West. The Hydra hit by aliens stopped making trouble, and the Avengers turned the water again. Strictly speaking, it was stark!

"Order a warship level pulse accelerator gun?"

Fisher couldn't understand the report sheet just handed over. Atlas usually accepts internal orders or national orders, but the stark group needs a pulse accelerator gun that can be used on a warship.

"Does stark know the murderer who killed his parents and prepare to shoot?"

Fisher's automatic brain made up Stark's angry face sitting on the fort. In front of the muzzle, the United States team and Baji were separated from each other, hoping to die first. That was really a tearful scene!

"Stark, what the hell are you doing? What do you want that for, shelling the White House? "

Lu Xun said that he had to understand what he didn't understand, so Fisher called the other party directly and asked to make it clear that if the other party really planned to blow up the White House, he could also give the other party several missiles as gifts.

"How can it be? What's the use of blowing up the White House? Fisher, I made it! " Stark on the phone looked a little tired, but he was very excited.

"What did you make? Are you flying leaves? " Fisher was confused. Did he make a man with pepper?

"Congratulations, then I'll try my best to be a godfather for my child!" Fisher opened the drawer of his desk. There was a silver M1911 pistol with an ivory handle, which could be used as a gift!

"What child? No, it's a mecha, Fisher. I've made that thing!" Stark was a little anxious to see that he hadn't reacted yet.

"Mecha, oh, mecha?" Fisher suddenly remembered the satellite he put after the war in San Francisco.

"No, you really made this thing?" Fisher looked at each other strangely.