Chapter 4 Camouflage

This is Jordyn's first time to see the official military uniform of the federal army permanent uniform, can't help but secretly praise, so handsome military uniform! The lapel type double-breasted military uniform, dark green as the main color. Wearing a large brimmed hat on her head, the cap badge is the military emblem of the federal army, black brim and two golden olive branches. Left chest hanging seniority plate, right chest hanging unit insignia and name tag, shoulder rank is the rank of captain. Lined with a snow-white uniform shirt and a plain black tie.

Tie the outer belt, right with a gun, left with a military knife. The lower body is the same color military pants, trouser seams rolled two gold lines, wearing long boots.

　　What surprised her most was that on the far side of the passage formed by the military tent, a large, parking lot-like clearing could be seen, where neat rows of mechs were parked, instantly catching her eye.

　　Jordyn's heart was astonished, and after fixing her mind, she returned, "What did the lieutenant say?" "I'm sorry."

　　After taking a look in the direction, Jordyn saw a large bunker on the southern slope, which was connected to the base wall. That would be her destination, and Lieutenant Crawford was waiting for her up there.

　　Only this was a male officer's uniform, Jordyn didn't know what the female officer's regular uniform looked like. And this elderly officer seemed to be not in the same unit as them, so perhaps there were differences in the uniforms.

　　Although she did not introduce herself, Jordyn could easily guess the identity of the elderly officer in front of her. Captain Rodcliffe, the military commander-in-chief of the Griffin outfield base station, was a bad influence on the federal military, having been moved here three years ago. Jordyn guessed that she might meet her, so she did her homework beforehand.

　　As she watched the old captain leave the office, Lieutenant Crawford withdrew her gaze and smiled as she sized up Jordyn, who stood straight in front of her, deciding not to speak up herself first, lest she reveal herself. Although the official level is high, it also depends on the real power. Jordyn could tell by the way Lieutenant Crawford acted in front of Captain Rodcliffe. Crawford, in the ace division as a mid-level commander, the future is promising; while Rodcliffe is old, was relegated to the outer field base station such a small place, had to give the rank lower than her Crawford bow. Her own office was forced to be vacated for Crawford's use. And from her contact with Crawford so far, this female lieutenant, is a strong personality, smart and bold, they are still cautious, do not let her find out that something is wrong.

　　Jordyn locked her brow.

　　"Thank you, Lieutenant Crawford." Jordyn was obedient and sat down on the single couch, her back straight and sitting in a disciplined manner.

Jordyn did not understand what Crawford meant by making friends. The troops are all deep fellow soldiers, having fought together as soldiers, the feelings are naturally deep. But her current situation is special, is just transferred to the third squadron, and she is the squadron deputy of the left wing sub-squadron, Crawford is the squadron leader of the right wing sub-squadron, to say the least, the relationship is more delicate. She is neither her top boss, nor her fellow comrade, nor her subordinate, so it's a bit abrupt to suddenly say something about being friends.

　　Jordyn's heart itched to experience what it was like to drive a mech. But now she is wounded, her own mech is gone, and she doesn't seem to know how to drive it, so she can only look at the mech soldiers who are on a mission and sigh.

　　The company's main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to its customers. Jordyn had no choice but to return the salute, and she stood up from behind the desk and took a few steps forward to salute. The female soldier then spoke up and said.

　　"Thanks to you, Captain Rodcliffe, I'm not in any serious trouble."

　　Thus, in Jordyn's eyes, Captain Rodcliffe, who was in front of her, became worthy of sympathy. The old captain, not knowing what Jordyn was thinking, just smiled and said to the female officer sitting on the couch.

　　"What a disaster, Jordyn, your injuries are not serious, are they?"

　　The lead mech was going through the outer wall of the base gate when Jordyn heard a strange sound, similar to the feeling when the air pressure chamber opened the door. Jordyn understood in her mind that the sound was made when the pass was opened to maintain normal air pressure. That's why the mech brigades are leaving the base gates one by one, because the air pressure buffer has limited capacity.

　　Crawford looked at Jordyn, half a long time before saying, "You have only been transferred to our three squadrons to meet such a big mission accident, to be honest, I face shame, but also feel sorry for you."

　　"Come in!" A low female voice came from inside the door. The female soldier opened the door for Jordyn and sidled up to invite her in. Jordyn stepped in and saw four people inside the house.

　　She stepped on the gravel ground towards the square where the mechs were parked, and on the way many soldiers saw her and hurriedly stood at attention and saluted her with their hands up, she had no choice but to return the salute one by one. It was hard to walk through the passageway to the square, but the four-meter-tall mech in front of her completely fascinated her.

　　In order to obtain a better living environment, human beings are working hard to expand their territories, and thus every year the army will have a large number of outfield exploration operations. Up to now, more than three hundred outfield bases, large and small, have been established around the seven major city-states. The larger ones are called base areas and the smaller ones are called base stations. For example, Jordyn and their troops this mission to the "confidential one area", is a very large field base area. And Griffin base station, can only be regarded as the outpost of the classified area. In the Federation far from the main city of the field base as a chief, said to feel quite miserable, Griffin as a base station level of small base, the monthly supplies are even less pathetic.