Sorry, My Interstellar Fleet Only Recruits Women

Zhao Lili's research group also began to work on their own research projects, starting with Bai Yujing.

Then gradually expand research to the external world.

Although Zhao Lili looks very young, compared to her older sister Zhao Bai'er, Zhao Bai'er at least looks like a young girl in front of outsiders, and her speech and behavior are more mature.

But Zhao Lili really is like a little child.

However, no one questioned her abilities.

When she arrived at her research group with a pink thermos and a small backpack.

When all the team members saw Zhao Lili, they immediately stood up to greet her: "Chief Engineer Zhao."

In the Xiaolong Interstellar Empire, the title of chief engineer has begun to be used to describe various technology-related industries, including scientific research.

Anyone who has even the slightest connection to the subject, yet possesses sufficient ability, will be respectfully addressed as Chief Engineer.

Although Chief Engineer Zhao Lili is young, her abilities and achievements are already at the level of a chief engineer.

Although they are far from being at the level of Chief Engineers Annie and Nana.

But the deputy chief engineer position is still fine.

When Zhao Lili saw these familiar faces, she realized that their circle was only so big. During her time at the Imperial Academy of Sciences, Zhao Lili had already gotten to know most of the people there.

No one her age was more familiar with the Imperial Academy of Sciences than Zhao Lili.

She has access keys to any archive room and any project team.

Unless it's a very rare high-risk situation requiring a limited number of people, she has the authority to enter, but she needs to bring a few more qualified people with her.

Therefore, the Imperial Academy of Sciences was like her own backyard to her.

In contrast to the situation of older and younger sisters.

There were some setbacks on Zhao Hu's side.

Zhao Hu's first stop was a Starfighter mech squad, which was actually part of the Star Marine Corps.

He was piloting a T5-level Cerberus-class starfighter mech.

As a newcomer.

On my first day reporting for duty, I faced difficulties from the rest of my team.

"Your name is Tiger King?" The squad leader looked at the man in combat gear in front of him.

Because Zhao Hu was very strong and looked like a grown man, no one doubted his identity.

With the mask covering his face, there's no need to worry about his identity being exposed.

"yes.

"Tiger King is the nickname I gave myself!" Zhao Hu said loudly.

The Space Marines are one of the few combat units that give themselves nicknames.

One reason is that the names of different ethnic groups vary in length, and some are even difficult to pronounce, so they simply use nicknames.

And because you often need to call out your teammates' names to fight in battle, a good nickname that is easy to pronounce and remember is naturally very important.

"Fine, I'll see if you're a tiger king or a sick cat."

Our Y33 team has a tradition of welcoming new members.

"Go to that red dot over there." The squad leader pointed to a red dot about 100 meters away.

Zhao Hu glanced at it, and without hesitation, walked over.

He just stood there.

"Although we are mecha pilots, our physical skills are also very important."

Otherwise, if our starfighter mechs are damaged, we'll be facing enemy encirclement at any time. If we don't have the strength, it's hard to entrust our reserves to you.

Listen up, sick cat.

Your task is to move from your current red dot location to the blue dot location one kilometer away.

During this time, we will attack you with weapons.

It uses paint bombs, which will not cause any harm to the human body.

"But it still hurts a lot." The captain said, taking a Gatling gun directly from behind him and setting up the stand underneath.

Simply place it on top, and you've got a firing point!

The captain then opened fire.

Bullets were fired one after another.

"Run, you sick cat!"

The other team members also opened fire.

At this moment, Zhao Hu had already begun to move, leaving the red dot position where he was originally.

The red dot was now covered with colorful paint.

This training ground simulates a battlefield ruin, with many bunkers.

The squad members were positioned on a high point, from which they could see the entire training ground.

However, the shelters distributed throughout the site can still provide protection.

Not long after.

The entire Y33 squad lost track of Zhao Hu.

The captain's machine gun also ceased firing at this point.

"Strange, where are they?" The captain looked around the entire area in confusion.

Surprisingly, the Tiger King was nowhere to be seen.

"Could it be that it's already been hurt and is hiding in some corner?" someone joked nearby.

"This thing won't leave any marks when it hits a person, but the pain it causes is just as intense."

I remember being shot in the abdomen; I immediately vomited up my dinner from the night before.

Everyone joked and teased, thinking it was just an ordinary game.

The captain looked around but still couldn't find any trace of Tiger King.

He waved his hand and said, "Stop talking nonsense."

The combat teams dispersed and searched for the sick cat.

Since he enjoys playing hide-and-seek, you'll have to treat him well when you find him.

And so, the combat squad of more than thirty people dispersed and began searching for Tiger King, who was hiding in some unknown corner.

Unexpectedly, five minutes passed.

They still haven't found the whereabouts of the tiger king.

Just when everyone thought this guy might have fainted from the pain in some corner.

Gunshots rang out, followed by screams.

"Ah...who's hitting me? I'm not a pushover, aim carefully before you hit!"

"Holy crap, someone hit me!"

"Ahhh..."

The squad leader looked over and saw five people from one group lying on the ground in one spot. Some had already fainted, while others were still groaning in pain.

They all had colorful paintball marks on their bodies.

"Interesting." The squad leader lit a cigarette and said through his headset, "That sick cat stole our guns; he has the same weapons as us now."

You need to be careful.

"If anyone gets attacked by this sick cat again, their training for the next week will be doubled!"

"Holy crap."

"No, Captain!"

Amidst the constant groans and cries, people began to perk up.

The squad leader also began to purposefully direct the various combat teams to search the area where the sick cat had appeared.

Gradually reduce the possible activity area of ​​the sick cat.

Time passed again, little by little.

The sick cat seemed to have disappeared again.

"Top-notch urban warfare concealment skills." The squad leader exhaled a smoke ring, having already abandoned his initial disdain for the rookie.

Putting everything else aside, just look at their ability to hide.

That would qualify them as experts.

After being surrounded and searched by nearly thirty people, he was able to hide like a ghost.

Even he himself couldn't do that.

Over time, he gradually learned that this sick cat was actually a tiger king.

A team of more than thirty people.

Within half an hour, only half remained.

At that moment, a gun was pointed directly at the back of the squad leader's head.

"At this distance, if that shot hit someone in the head, it would hurt like hell."

Zhao Hu's voice came from behind the squad leader.

"How did you get behind me?" the squad leader asked.

"Because every space in this training ground is already imprinted in my mind."

Furthermore, I foresaw where your combat squads would move.

In this way, I will naturally know where I should move.

There are also two most important points.

You specified that I should go to the blue dot, but there are very few covers around the blue dot, so I would be easily spotted.

If that's the case, then why should I follow your rules?

So I did the opposite.

I choose to eliminate your people first, so that I can wipe out all of you.

In a sense, haven't I already accomplished my task?

Zhao Hu said.

The squad leader clapped and said, "You did a great job."

I hereby declare the orientation session over. You have passed.

Welcome to my team.

After saying that, the squad leader turned around.

But the next second, Zhao Hu pulled the trigger.

The excruciating pain in his forehead caused the squad leader to faint for a period of time.

When he woke up again and saw a group of people standing in front of him, he pointed at Zhao Hu and cursed, "It hurts like hell!"

"I already said it was over, why did you still fire!"

Zhao Hu simply shrugged: "You only said it was over, you didn't say we couldn't shoot."

Shooting you won't kill you.

Besides, I'm not a sick cat.

Everyone realized that this guy's last shot was a silent act of revenge.

The squad leader pointed at Zhao Hu, but in the end, he still glared at Zhao Hu with a hint of annoyance.

This interlude has come to an end.

The rest of the team gathered around, eagerly chatting with Zhao Hu.

He showed absolutely no anger despite having suffered losses at Zhao Hu's hands before.

They were all very happy to have such a comrade-in-arms.

Having such a strong comrade-in-arms by their side means that their safety on the battlefield can be increased.

After the squad leader finished scolding, when he looked at Zhao Hu again, his eyes were full of admiration.

Where did the higher-ups find such a promising talent?

"Next is our daily training session for today."

Although our interstellar marines, especially the interstellar mech squads, don't have many opportunities for actual combat.

However, training once a day is a task we undertake without fail, rain or shine.

Our starfighter mech squad is equipped with T5 Cerberus-class starfighter mechs.

It consists of one heavy-duty unit, three medium-duty units, and the rest are light-duty units.

It's all about coordinated operations.

Hey kid, you're new here.

Do you want a combat mech?

But speak first, and each position should be filled by the most capable person.

The heavy Cerberus-class starfighter mech I'm currently piloting is the one I'm piloting.

"If you want this position, you have to defeat me!" The squad leader looked at Zhao Hu provocatively.

He guessed that Zhao Hu would definitely choose this option.

Because most people prefer large and powerful starfighter mechs.

However, he has far more combat experience in this area than anyone else.

He wants to get his revenge here!

"Who would like such a bulky, big guy?" Zhao Hu rolled his eyes.

Then point to the middle option.

I want a medium size.

No one expected this, and even the team leader was surprised.

He looked at Zhao Hu with a puzzled expression: "Kid, don't you really want to try the heavy-duty version?"

The ammunition for these heavy-duty weapons is several times that of medium-duty weapons.

"I know, but for us Star Marines, it offers too little room for maneuver."

I don't like it.

Once the loaded shells are used up, it becomes a burden that slows down the team.

Lightweight vehicles offer high mobility, but their sustained combat capability is somewhat weaker.

Therefore, I chose the medium size.

"It is best suited for dealing with any battlefield situation," Zhao Hu said confidently.

He realized he had missed an opportunity to teach Zhao Hu a lesson.

The team leader had no choice but to support his three teammates.

"You three step forward."

They are the pilots of these three medium-sized Cerberus-class starfighter mechs.

In addition, there are three co-pilots who can take over in case of any problems with the other three drivers.

If you want to win the Cerberus-class starfighter mech pilot position.

You would need to defeat any one of the three of them.

Would you like me to introduce you to the information about these three people?

"The first one..." Just as the squad leader was about to explain the information about the three people.

Zhao Hu raised his hand to stop the squad leader from continuing, and then said, "No need."

Don't waste any more time.

I'm going to beat all three of them up.

The entire audience erupted in uproar.

"Holy crap, what did this kid say?"

"He's going to take on three by himself?"

"This kid does have some skill, but he's way too arrogant."

"The three of us are all experienced drivers."

Even if this kid is capable and can win in a one-on-one fight, I believe it.

But one against three?

The squad leader frowned; he now also felt that this kid was a bit too arrogant.

Being arrogant is a good thing, but being too arrogant is not good.

"Kid, don't say I didn't warn you."

Here, each person only has one chance to take on the challenge each month.

If you fail this time, you'll only be able to drive light vehicles.

Zhao Hu nodded and said calmly, "I said I'm going to take on three."

It seems this kid still needs some more training.

The squad leader waved his hand: "Alright, all three of you come at me together."

Let's use a live-action simulator.

The three pilots of the medium-sized Cerberus-class starfighter mechs exchanged glances.

Some were indifferent, some were angry, and some were disdainful.

From their perspective, it was a three-on-one situation, giving them the advantage.

The four people entered the combat simulator.

Then.

Four identical Cerberus-class starfighter mechs appeared in the holographic image.

Battle begins!

The squad leader looked at the holographic image.

With proper training, this kid could have a bright future.