When Zhao Yi woke up, he found that he was the most comfortable time in the past six months. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info quiet room, not the kind of chase shop in the barracks, there will be no noisy helicopter engine outside the door. Comfortable mattresses, crisp white sheets, soft pillows; Not a sloppy greasy canvas marching bed.

There was no task text message from the "director team" in the mobile phone, and Zhao Yi wrapped himself in a blanket, planning to sleep again. During these six months of the "U.S. Army" tank corps, this opportunity to enjoy comfort was a rare one.

It all started with the app that Zhao Yi downloaded six months ago. Like most people, downloading, installing, and clicking agree without reading the user agreement. No one thought that there was a contract to participate in the so-called "Crossing the Battlefield Reality Show" hidden in that user agreement.

Zhao Yilai didn't have time to experience the super easy-to-use and free navigation app in the mouth of that colleague, so he came to this place isolated by a transparent dome.

After a month of recruit training, Zhao Yi was pulled into the battlefield scene as a loader. The members of his first crew weren't even military fans, and after a month of training as a recruit, they entered the scene of the 2003 Iraq War. With the armored convoy of the "American army", they rushed all the way on the highway and entered Baghdad.

On the bridge of a small river in Baghdad, their tanks were subjected to mortar fire from "anti-American partisans". Under the command of the panicked commander, the comic driver flipped the M1A2 Abrams main battle tank on its side into the creek. It perfectly imitates the "Brave Tiger Tank" event of Wanwan.

Zhao Yi climbed out before the tank was upside down, and the commander and gun commander were not so lucky and hung up before the rescue tank arrived. The comic driver escaped through the bilge.

Having replenished the commander and artillery commander, they continued their battle tour of Baghdad. And the driver, who can't even remember the name of Zhao Yi now, once again proves the law that Funny can't survive the second episode. The joke was shot in the head by a sniper because someone farted in a tank and opened the hatch and poked his head out to breathe in the streets of Baghdad.

After experiencing all kinds of strange and non-strange non-combat casualties and combat casualties in the first three months, Zhao Yi, Hu Dazhuang, Li Yang, and Yu Yun formed the current crew. After slowly accumulating combat experience, he spent three months of his combat career without danger.

Zhao Yi was in a daze in the warm quilt when the door to the room was opened. An "American" gendarme with an armband with the word "MP" walked in.

"Lieutenant, please arrive at the base's armored training center within half an hour and report to your commander." The gendarme said expressionlessly.

Zhao Yiyi was fully dressed and came to the hallway, where he met the other three members of the crew.

"Boss, why didn't you start to have a task this time when the APP in your phone prompted you first?" Artillery Commander Li Yang asked.

The mobile phones mentioned by Li Yang were distributed by them after they came to this dome light curtain. There is only one APP called "Battlefield Reality Show" in the phone. And the only function of this APP is to send two text messages by the so-called director team, namely "mission start" and "mission end".

And in the past, even after receiving the "mission start" text message, under normal circumstances, only one of Zhao, as an officer, went to participate in the mission briefing. This time all the crew members were notified by the gendarmerie.

"Perhaps, the one-way crossing mentioned in the contract is about to begin." Zhao Yi replied with a wry smile.

Even as soon as they arrived, they were told that in the near future, after they had finished their training, they would embark on a one-way journey through time and space. However, after six months of training and hard fighting, Zhao Yi still felt uneasy when he was about to face this trip.

What era they will travel to, how many troops they will have, and whether they will have strong sea and air support, these unanswerable unknowns make Zhao Yi uneasy.

"It's better to cross than to stay with these wooden clones every day." Hu Dazhuang shouted.

In terms of Hu Dazhuang's brain capacity, if he couldn't figure out the meaning of the terms "time travel" and "cloning" in six months. He was just a butcher in a small mountain village, and he took the slaughtered pigs to the town to sell them every market day. Being able to calculate the price of meat with the help of a calculator is already the limit of his IQ.

However, after his comrades-in-arms used various methods such as analogies, he finally figured out that the time crossing was to go to the era when his grandfather might be his grandfather's grandfather; A clone is a wooden man who can talk and fight, bleed when shot, and die if he bleeds too much.

In Hu Dazhuang's view, coming here is not necessarily worse than his previous life. Eat well, dress well, and live well here. Those who are literate will not look down on him and will not bully him. He was injured and someone would risk dragging him to safety. In the small mountain village where he used to live, everyone thought of him as a fool and gave him a blank eye. Although he was afraid of his strong force value, not many people gave him a face in person. But even after he got up early and greedy to kill pigs and drive the market and earned the family business, no one was willing to marry his daughter to him.

In this way, he has a lot of strength, replenishing ammunition, reloading quickly, changing tracks and other tank soldiers' work, and he plays everything like a fly. The clones of the "American military" often applauded and whistled him during training. The other three "cultural people" of the crew were also kind to him, patiently teaching him to read and write, which made him feel respected. These were things he couldn't experience in that little mountain village.

In fact, how would he know that those three people would not dare not teach him to read, even if he is the most beautiful technical position such as a loader, he can't read the signs, he can't understand the orders, and he will put the crew in a Jedi in battle. As for the embarrassment of looking at him scratching his cheeks and ears when he was studying culture, it is also a kind of fun in the barracks where there is no entertainment.

Fort Irwin, the U.S. military is located in a small conference hall in the armored command center, the largest combat simulation training base in California. A clone with the rank of lieutenant colonel has just completed the award ceremony for Zhao Yi, who has been promoted from lieutenant to captain.

"Congratulations, Captain Zhao, this is an affirmation of your bravery and excellent command skills in battle, and this is the reward you have earned." The lieutenant colonel said with a smile.

"Next, you and your crew will take on an important mission. In a moment, a quartermaster will provide you with the equipment you need for the mission, as well as receive new vehicles. Well, disband. The lieutenant colonel gave a military salute to Zhao Yiche's crew.

On an open concrete floor, a brand-new M1A2SEPV2 "Abrams" main battle tank without the logo of the US military was parked. Zhao Yi and his crew members were lying on the tank, basking in the sun and waiting for the quartermaster to bring them equipment. The warm California sun makes people drowsy, and if it weren't for the light curtain that changes in the sky, they would have thought they were in Fort Irwin.

A Humvee led an M35 truck to the tank, and a major clone stepped out of the Humvee.

"Captain, come and pick up and count your equipment." The major gave a military salute to Zhao Yi.

"Yes, sir." Zhao Yi returned a military salute and beckoned Hu Dazhuang to unload the equipment on the truck.

After Zhao Yiyi finished counting and signing for confirmation, the Hummer and M25 trucks drove away one after the other.

At this time, everyone's mobile phone rang, and the APP came with a message. Unlike in the past, this time it is not the traditional "mission start", but a large paragraph of text.

The crossing process will be initiated after three hours, and all personnel must board the equipped vehicles. The first batch of crossings consisted of 365 military personnel. The props team deployed a number of facilities and stored a number of supplies for the first group of personnel in the rear plane of the traverse. The next batch of materials will be teleported to the Green Paint Zone. The final signature is still the director team.

"I'm rubbing, is this the mission briefing?" Yu Yun maintained his usual style of complaining.

"Boss, what era and where will this send us?" Li Yang has an almost superstitious admiration for Zhao Yi. In the past three months, under the command of Zhao Yi, all the crew members have survived.

"The tank was only partially loaded with the TankUrbanSurvivalKit, but the side skirts with explosive reactive armor and the fence at the rear of the hull were not installed. I reckon that we will face an enemy with not many individual anti-armor weapons, not even RPGs. Zhao Yi looked at the tank and began to predict the enemy he was about to face. His guess is based on the fact that the "prop group" will give them specific preparation in terms of equipment. After all, it took a lot of manpower and material resources to train, and it was not enough to put them in a Jedi all at once.

"In TankUrbanSurvivalKit, the phone system for the contact between the infantry and the people inside the vehicle has been retained, and I estimate that we have infantry cooperation." Zhao Yi continued to speculate.

"Da Zhuang, what kind of shells did you give us?" Zhao Yi shouted at Hu Dazhuang, who was replenishing the tank.

"There's only one, AMP. Hehe, my life will be easier in the future. Hu Dazhuang replied with a grin. AMP, or Multi-Purpose Tank Shell, is a tank shell used by the U.S. military to replace traditional armor-piercing shells, anti-infantry shotguns, and barrier-breaking shells.

"Even the classic depleted uranium armor-piercing shells were not given to us, and it is estimated that the enemy does not have advanced tanks."

"Canceling the remote-controlled machine gun tower in TankUrbanSurvivalKit, it is estimated that there will be no very tragic street fighting. However, the commander and the protective shield for loading the pistol were retained, indicating that the enemy had weapons capable of firing accurately at relatively long distances. ”

"The tanks and the U.S. military logos on the newly issued combat uniforms have all been erased, and it is estimated that the United States has existed in a bygone era."

"I saw that we were also given thick sleeping bags and white camouflage suits. It is estimated that it will snow in the place you are going to. ”

Zhao Yi shook out all the direct guesses in one breath.

"That's good, they can't pierce our turtle shells, then there's nothing to be afraid of." Hu Dazhuang said happily that this fool always maintained an inexplicable optimism. For him, leaving here meant that after six months of ascetic life, he finally had the opportunity to find a woman. There are also clone female soldiers in the barracks, but they strictly adhere to the rules of the army that they are not allowed to fall in love. For the past six months, he has been hiding in the bathroom, reminiscing about his wonderful interactions with the runaway women in the town's hair salons after the market, and solving his physical problems. As soon as he thought that after the crossing, he would be able to find a girl, and for a while Hu Dazhuang was full of expectations for the upcoming crossing.

Compared with the single-celled Hu Dazhuang, the other three crew members are more complicated, although Zhao Yi made some guesses, but those are all based on the fact that the "director team" did not arrange a too unreliable plot. Who can guarantee that the "director team" will not have a collective brain convulsion?

After carrying all forty shells, the crew began to pack the various supplies and stack them on the tank. Spare machine gun bullets, drinking water, individual rations, sleeping bags, tents, tank camouflage nets...... First fill the fence behind the turret, then pack the sides of the turret, and finally the sides of the side skirts.

Finally, Zhao Yi inserted the M9 pistol into the holster on the chest of the tactical vest, put on the CVC helmet, stepped on the M4 carbine shared by the crew, and climbed onto the turret.

The M4 was handed to the loader from the hatch on the top of the turret, and Zhao Yi also penetrated into the tank. Before closing the hatch, he took one last look around, the curtain of light that reached the dome.

In the tank, everyone did not make a sound, and they all waited quietly, waiting for the arrival of the crossing.