If you encounter a bad leader, shouting like this will at least arouse some sympathy, and even if they really have to use a knife to cut the flesh, it will be a little less severe.

"You've joined our group today, so I'll tell you something!"

Jiang Lou said as he opened the alloy door.

In the deep corridor, Jiang Lou's voice echoed:

"We are the task force sent by Blueprint Biotechnology Group to Heng'an Defense, and we are part of the mobile armor support force."

"From now on, you are a member of my team, belonging to the Task Force Mobile Armor Support Team 5!"

"Yes, Master!"

"Team Five's normal organization consists of four mechas and four mecha pilots. Each pilot is assigned a support team. In addition, there's also a maintenance team of mechanics. However, besides me, there's only one veteran pilot, Feng Dai."

"The other two pilots of the fifth team...were killed in the previous battle. You are here to replace one of them."

Upon hearing this, Li Xin asked in a low voice, "Master, isn't it said that the survival rate of mecha pilots is extremely high? How come there are such high casualties?"

"The survival rate is high, but that depends on the comparison. Compared to those infantry who are struggling, the mecha division's survival rate is of course higher."

"But no matter how high it is, a D-rank mecha is not infallible. When it's time to die, it still has to die!"

As he spoke, Jiang Lou had already taken Li Xin out of the dark corridor and appeared in the hall.

In the distance, there are four huge war creations parked!

Li Xin's breathing slowed down.

This is the mobile armor!