Yuri immediately realized that it must be that arrogant female second lieutenant who brought people to seek revenge.

"Oh ho, I thought who it was. It turns out to be Miss Alice, the third most beautiful woman in the entire division. What? Does the Operations Department have so much free time? Are you taking the special forces battalion for a walk?" Rashid seems to be at odds with Alice as well. This guy looks like he has a simple mind and well-developed limbs, but when it comes to scolding people, he can take three detours without using a single dirty word. In this sentence, the fat man immediately understood the meaning. That guy emphasized the word "third" particularly heavily. Obviously, he was reminding Alice that in terms of beauty, you can only rank third. Don't be so arrogant. There are two people more beautiful than you. The latter part of the sentence is of course regarding these people from the special forces battalion as dogs being led for a walk by a woman.

"Company commander, where is my dormitory? I've been smoked by mecha exhaust all day today. I'll go take a bath and freshen up." Yuri was born with a mouth that always brings up the wrong topic. Alice was so angry that she trembled and pointed at Yuri and shouted, "You fat bastard! You ran away without daring to compete. You're not a man!"

Yuri looked surprised and said in a deep voice, "How do you know I'm not a man? Did you peek at me taking a bath? You couldn't see such a big thing. Are your eyes itching?" Everyone around was stunned. They had never seen such a despicable person as the fat man. His shamelessness was 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. Truly, birds of a feather flock together. Even the newcomer is the same."

Yuri rolled his eyes and said, "Why are you in a hurry if I bully her? Is she your mother?"

"You..." The lieutenant colonel was so angry that he couldn't say a word.

Yuri ignored him and turned to Rashid, who was laughing so hard beside him, and said, "Company commander, you'd better take me to the dormitory. It's too noisy here. I have a headache." After saying that, he muttered in a voice that everyone could hear, "As soon as I go out, I see a used sanitary napkin. I thought it was bad enough. I didn't expect there are still several big ones stained with leucorrhea. Bah!"

With a loud bang, the people present burst into an uproar. The people in the special reconnaissance battalion laughed heartily, while the people in the special forces battalion all cursed. It turned out that there was a conspicuous white ribbon on the standard military cap of the special forces.

The lieutenant colonel was extremely angry. He took a step forward, reached out to grab the fat man's clothes, and said angrily, "Whoever grabs me is a sanitary napkin." As soon as the words fell, the lieutenant colonel, Grant, just grabbed the fat man's collar.

"Hahaha." Everyone in the special training camp laughed so hard that they couldn't stand up straight, holding their stomachs.

Yuri was a troublemaker. The more attention-grabbing things he did, the more he enjoyed them. Anyway, the feud between the special reconnaissance battalion and the special forces battalion had already been made public. At this time, the fat man knew exactly where he should stand.

Sure enough, the eyes of the special reconnaissance soldiers looking at Yuri from top to bottom were completely different. This time, they were truly convinced. In the entire division, only this fat company lieutenant could anger Colonel Grant of the special forces battalion to such an extent.

"Fatty! If you have the ability, defeat me with a mecha! Don't just take advantage with your glib tongue!" Lieutenant Colonel Grant grabbed the fat man's collar and said through gritted teeth.

Yuri clicked his teeth and still had that fearless look. He glanced at the lieutenant colonel and said contemptuously, "Are you worthy?"

Grant, who had never been so despised before, felt a great humiliation. Just as he was about to give this despicable and hateful fat man a good beating, he heard a voice coming from beside him, "Grant, this is not a place for you to act wildly."

This was the voice of Nadal, the battalion commander of the special reconnaissance battalion. The special reconnaissance battalion soldiers who had formed a circle automatically separated and made a way. Nadal walked in with his hands behind his back, looking disdainful and said, "Fighting with a newcomer company lieutenant for a woman. You're really something. Go back where you came from. There's no bone for you to eat in my cafeteria."

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Hey, it seems that there are more than one person in the special reconnaissance battalion with a sharp tongue. None of them are vegetarians from top to bottom. Fatty Yuri immediately fell in love with 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 abilities of your special reconnaissance battalion! If you don't dare, then admit defeat. Let this fat man apologize to Alice, and we'll leave immediately!"

"Oh, the battalion commander of the special forces battalion is having a mecha combat competition with a newcomer. Do you think it's interesting? Why don't we try instead?" Nadal didn't know the details of the fat man, but he was very clear that the mecha combat skills of this special forces battalion commander were definitely among the top in the entire 16th Armored Division.

Letting go of the fat man's collar, Grant spat cruel on the ground and said contemptuously, "Fine. So as not to be said that I'm bullying a novice. Against such a guy, one move is enough for me."

Yuri didn't seem annoyed at all. He straightened his clothes and put on that flattering expression of sucking up again. He said to Nadal, "Battalion commander, killing a chicken doesn't require using a butcher's knife like you. It's too much of an honor for this chicken. I'll go drive my special mecha for killing chickens." After saying that, he ran out in a puff of smoke.

Grant was so angry that he laughed instead. He said to Nadal, "Fine. Since this is his own request, don't blame me for not showing mercy later." After saying that, he jumped onto the already prepared mecha and waited for the fat man's arrival.

Nadal and Hilard looked at each other and smiled wryly. After all, the fat man was a former mechanical maintenance soldier. Since he had just arrived, even if he lost, it wouldn't be too embarrassing. However, as soon as they thought of the fat man's dilapidated mecha, the two of them felt a real headache.

After a few minutes, a Warcraft III mecha staggered in through the door. As soon as it entered, the mecha fell down. Black smoke was billowing from its tail. The mecha struggled to stand up. The whole mecha made creaking sounds that made people's teeth ache, as if the entire mecha was rusty. After taking a few steps, it fell to the ground again with a loud thud, raising a large cloud of dust.

Is this the fat man's special mecha for killing chickens?

All the soldiers of the special reconnaissance battalion felt that the hope of winning this competition was slim. The mecha that Grant was driving was the top version of the seventh-generation Warrior-class mecha, the "Leader" mecha. Is it possible to win in a combat competition with a second-generation mecha against a seventh-generation mecha?

The special forces who came with Grant to find trouble all laughed. They felt that even if there was some brain juice in this fat man's head, it must be very little. While Grant sitting in the cockpit was burning with anger. He secretly swore to disassemble this attention-seeking fat man into parts.

Yuri walked unsteadily. With every step, the mecha made all kinds of strange sounds. The whole mecha rattled. Some parts were still emitting black smoke. Everyone doubted whether this mecha could successfully reach Grant.

Grant couldn't wait any longer. He felt that this fat man had simply brought a scrapped thing to make fun of himself.

"I must make this fat man pay the price." Grant thought viciously. He piloted the mecha and pounced.

Grant's mecha quickly approached the dilapidated mecha that was struggling forward while emitting black smoke. Just when everyone couldn't bear to watch anymore, the fat man had another problem. The mechanical legs of the dilapidated mecha seemed to be unable to support it anymore and collapsed all of a sudden. It fell at the feet of the "Leader" mecha. Just when Grant was slightly stunned, the arms of the dilapidated mecha had firmly grasped the ankle part of the Leader.

The dilapidated mecha stood up again, while the Leader was being held upside down by it. Grant reacted quickly. The Leader twisted its body. The two mechanical arms reached for the cockpit of the dilapidated mecha. He didn't succeed. Almost in an instant, only a series of clanging sounds were heard. The disassembled parts scattered on the ground like rain. The mechanical legs of the Leader had been disassembled into parts. Then the dilapidated mecha threw the Leader away.

With a loud bang, the Leader made a pit in the ground. The seventh-generation mecha with its legs disassembled was suddenly much shorter. It struggled ridiculously on the ground but could no longer get up.

The cockpit door of the dilapidated mecha opened. Yuri jumped down cheerfully and clapped his hands and said, "Sure enough, it only took one move. I'm not good at fighting. But disassembling mechas is my old profession."

Everyone was stunned. The mechanical legs of a seventh-generation mecha were disassembled into parts almost instantly. This fat man still said that he wasn't good at fighting. If this is considered not good, then what is? Moreover, this fat man was really too despicable. Looking at the way the dilapidated mecha stood up lively later and disassembled the Leader, even if those falls earlier were not deliberately caused by the fat man, this mecha was definitely not as dilapidated as it seemed on the outside.

Yuri looked at the Leader still lying on the ground and gave a cheap smile. As a mechanical repair soldier who was extremely familiar with mecha structures, of course he knew where the weakness of the Leader was. Moreover, using the sharp palm blades of the biological two-state mecha's arms and the mechanical assembly and disassembly function designed according to the maintenance automatic arm, disassembling two mechanical legs was easier than a butcher slaughtering a pig.

"Hehe, who told this idiot to have a bare-handed mecha combat? The knife in my mecha is hidden in the palm. He deserves to be tricked!" Yuri secretly snickered in his heart.