Chapter 22

Tian Kaiwen immediately realized that it seemed the arrogant second - lieutenant Alice had brought people to seek revenge.

"Yo, who do I think it is? It's Miss Alice, the third - most beautiful girl in the whole division. What? Does the Operations Department have so much free time? Leading the special forces battalion around like a dog on a leash?" Rashid also seemed to have a bad relationship with Alice. This guy looked simple - minded and brawny, but when it came to cursing, he could be sarcastic without using a single swear word. Tian Kaiwen quickly understood the meaning behind his words. Rashid emphasized the word "third" particularly hard, obviously reminding Alice that she was only the third in terms of beauty and shouldn't be so arrogant, as there were two girls prettier than her. The following words were clearly comparing the people in the special forces battalion to dogs being led around by a woman.

"Company commander, where is my dormitory? I've been smoked by the mecha exhaust all day. I'm going to wash up." Tian Kaiwen had a knack for saying the wrong thing. Alice was so angry that she was trembling. Pointing at Tian Kaiwen, she shouted, "You dead fatty! Running away when you don't dare to compete. You're not a man!"

Tian Kaiwen feigned surprise and said in a serious tone, "How do you know I'm not a man? Did you peek at me taking a bath? You can't see such a big thing. Are your eyes wandering?" Everyone around was stunned. They had really never seen someone as despicable as this fatty. His shamelessness was truly outrageous!

Seeing that Alice was so angry that she couldn't speak, the lieutenant - colonel smiled slightly and said, "The special reconnaissance battalion only has the ability to bully girls. Birds of a feather flock together. Even the new - comer is the same."

Tian Kaiwen rolled his eyes and said, "Why are you so anxious? Is she your mother?"

"You..." The lieutenant - colonel was left speechless.

Ignoring him, Tian Kaiwen turned to Rashid, who was laughing so hard that he was gasping, and said, "Company commander, you'd better take me to the dormitory. It's too noisy here. My head hurts." Then, he mumbled in a voice loud enough for everyone to hear, "I thought I was unlucky enough to see a used sanitary napkin when I went out, but I didn't expect there to be several big ones with white discharge here. Pah!"

With a boom, the people present erupted. The soldiers in the special reconnaissance battalion burst into laughter, while those in the special forces battalion started cursing. It turned out that the special forces' standard military caps had a conspicuous white ribbon around them.

The lieutenant - colonel was so angry that he took a step forward, reached out to grab Tian Kaiwen's clothes, and angrily said, "Who are you calling a sanitary napkin?"

Tian Kaiwen, who was naturally a trouble - maker and used to arguing with people, stared at the lieutenant - colonel's hand and replied casually, "Whoever grabs me is a sanitary napkin." As soon as he finished speaking, the lieutenant - colonel happened to grab his collar.

"Hahaha." All the soldiers in the special reconnaissance battalion were laughing so hard that they were doubled over, holding their stomachs.

Tian Kaiwen was the type who got more excited in front of a crowd. The more he could show off, the more eager he was to do it. Anyway, the conflict between the special reconnaissance battalion and the special forces battalion was already out in the open. Tian Kaiwen knew exactly which side to stand on at this moment.

Sure enough, the soldiers in the special reconnaissance battalion looked at Tian Kaiwen completely differently. This time, they were truly convinced. The only one in the whole division who could make Grant, the special forces battalion commander who always prided himself on his demeanor, this angry was this fatty vice - company commander.

"Fatty! If you have the guts, beat me with a mecha! Don't just take advantage with your words!" Lieutenant - Colonel Grant grabbed Tian Kaiwen's collar and said through gritted teeth.

Tian Kaiwen clicked his tongue, still looking fearless. He glanced at the lieutenant - colonel and said contemptuously, "Do you deserve it?"

Grant, who had never been so looked down upon, felt a huge sense of humiliation. Just as he was about to punch this despicable and annoying fatty, he heard a voice from the side, "Grant, this isn't the place for you to act recklessly."

It was the voice of Nadal, the commander of the special reconnaissance battalion. The soldiers of the special reconnaissance battalion who had formed a circle consciously made way. Nadal walked in leisurely with his hands behind his back and said disdainfully, "Fighting with a new - comer vice - company commander for a woman. You should be ashamed. Go back where you came from. My mess hall doesn't have any bones for you to eat."

Hey, it seemed that there were more than one sharp - tongued person in the special reconnaissance battalion. From top to bottom, they were all tough characters. Tian Kaiwen immediately took a liking to this place.

Grant's face turned red and then white. He gritted his teeth and said, "Since I'm here, of course I want to see the capabilities of your special reconnaissance battalion! If you don't dare, admit defeat, and make this fatty apologize to Alice. Then we'll leave right away!"

"Hmm, is it interesting for the special forces battalion commander to compete in a mecha duel with a new - comer? How about we have a go?" Nadal didn't know Tian Kaiwen's true abilities, but he was well aware that the special forces battalion commander's mecha combat skills were definitely among the top in the entire 16th Armored Division.

Letting go of Tian Kaiwen's collar, Grant spat on the ground fiercely. Looking at Tian Kaiwen with contempt, he said, "Fine, so as not to say I'm bullying a newbie. I only need one move to deal with such a guy."

Tian Kaiwen didn't seem annoyed at all. He adjusted his clothes, put on his obsequious expression again, and said to Nadal, "Battalion commander, it's just like killing a chicken. Why would we need you, a big gun, for this? It would give this chicken too much face. I'll go get my special mecha for killing chickens."

After saying that, Tian Kaiwen dashed out.

Grant was so angry that he laughed instead. He said to Nadal, "Fine, fine. This was his own request. Don't blame me for being ruthless later." Then, he jumped into the mecha that had been prepared long ago and waited for Tian Kaiwen's arrival.

Nadal and Rashid smiled bitterly at each other. After all, Tian Kaiwen was a former mechanical maintenance soldier. As a new - comer, even if he lost, it wouldn't be too embarrassing. However, just thinking about Tian Kaiwen's tattered mecha, the two of them felt rather headache.

After a few minutes, a "Warcraft" III - type mecha staggered in through the door. As soon as it entered, the mecha stumbled and fell. Black smoke was billowing from its rear. The mecha struggled to stand up, and its whole body let out a creaking sound that made people's teeth ache, as if the entire mecha was rusted. It had only walked a few steps when it fell to the ground with a loud thud, raising a large cloud of dust.

Was this the fatty's special mecha for "killing chickens"?

All the soldiers in the special reconnaissance battalion felt that the hope of winning this match was slim. Grant was driving the top - of - the - line version of the seventh - generation "Warrior" - class mecha, the "Leader". Was it possible to win a mecha duel using a second - generation mecha against a seventh - generation one?

The special forces soldiers who had come with Grant to cause trouble all burst out laughing, thinking that if there was any brain matter in this fatty's head, it must be very little. But Grant, sitting in the cockpit, was seething with anger. He secretly vowed to tear this attention - seeking fatty into pieces.

The fatty's mecha staggered forward. With each step, the mecha made all kinds of strange noises, creaking and rattling all over, and some parts were still emitting black smoke. Everyone was wondering if this mecha could even reach Grant smoothly.

Grant couldn't wait any longer. He thought that this fatty had simply brought a scrap to make fun of him.

"This fatty must pay the price," Grant thought viciously. He drove the mecha and lunged forward.

Grant's mecha quickly approached the tattered mecha that was struggling forward while billowing black smoke. Just when everyone couldn't bear to watch anymore, something else happened to the fatty. The mechanical leg of the tattered mecha seemed to give way and collapsed, causing it to fall at the feet of the "Leader". Just as Grant was slightly stunned, the arms of the tattered mecha had firmly grasped the ankles of the "Leader".

The tattered mecha stood up again, while the "Leader" was lifted upside - down in its hands. Grant reacted quickly. The "Leader" twisted its body, and its two mechanical arms reached out to grab the cockpit of the tattered mecha. But he didn't succeed. Almost in an instant, there was a series of clanging sounds. Parts that were being disassembled rained down on the ground like hail. The mechanical legs of the "Leader" had been disassembled into parts. Then, the tattered mecha gave a flick of its hand, and the "Leader" was thrown far away.

With a loud boom, the "Leader" smashed a pit in the ground. The seventh - generation mecha, which had its legs removed, suddenly became much shorter. It was ludicrously struggling on the ground but could no longer get up.

The cockpit door of the tattered mecha opened, and the fatty jumped out with a big smile. Clapping his hands, he said, "Sure enough, it only took one move. I'm not good at fighting, but disassembling mechas is my specialty."

Everyone was dumbfounded. The mechanical legs of a seventh - generation mecha were almost instantly disassembled into parts. And this fatty said he wasn't good at fighting? If this wasn't good, what was? Moreover, this fatty was really despicable. Judging from the way the tattered mecha later stood up vigorously and disassembled the "Leader", even if the previous falls weren't deliberately faked by the fatty, this mecha definitely wasn't as broken as it seemed on the surface.

The fatty looked at the "Leader" still lying on the ground and grinned wickedly. As a mechanical repairman who was extremely familiar with mecha structures, he of course knew where the weaknesses of the "Leader" were. Moreover, using the sharp palm - blades of the bio - two - state mecha's arms and the mechanical assembly and disassembly function designed according to the automatic maintenance arm, disassembling the two mechanical legs was easier than a butcher killing a pig.

"Hehe, who told this idiot to suggest a mecha hand - to - hand fight? Serves him right for being tricked! I hid my 'knife' in the mecha's palm," the fatty secretly chuckled to himself.