Chapter 1: Li Boyong

Li Boyong was completely bewildered. As an experienced fighter pilot, he was baffled that such a simple test flight could result in such a tragic accident.

Li Boyong was bewildered because, logically speaking, there was no way he could have survived, yet he seemed to have lived.

However, the scene before his eyes left him at a loss.

This place looked like a cafeteria, but the people coming and going were wearing military uniforms that looked somewhat familiar, yet he couldn't immediately recall which country they belonged to.

Li Boyong turned his head to look out the window; what met his eyes was the vast cosmos and scattered starlight. This sight made his heart skip a beat.

This is... inside a spaceship?

Then am I... transmigrated?

And in a future era?

Having read various transmigration-themed works, Li Boyong formed his own guesses in his mind.

After all, in such a tragic air disaster, the probability of a pilot surviving was zero.

While pretending to be calm and continuing to eat the food on his tray, Li Boyong secretly observed the surrounding environment.

Just as he became increasingly certain of his conjecture, a line of text suddenly appeared in his field of vision, scaring Li Boyong so much he almost jumped up.

【Mission】

Survive the encounter battle where the Eighth Fleet's advance team is about to be annihilated, and board the Archangel.

The text in his vision gradually faded away, providing no further information.

Eighth Fleet?

Advance team?

Archangel?

These three keywords, combined with the somewhat familiar military uniforms, made Li Boyong, a closet otaku, realize that he might have transmigrated into the CE Century.

But what the hell was this 【Mission】 that suddenly appeared in his vision?

A system that came with the transmigration?

And it just flashed by like that?

It didn't even mention a reward or a penalty for failure?

Li Boyong tried to use his mind to see if he could pull up a system interface, check his attribute panel, or find some "golden finger" benefits; after all, this was a standard trope of transmigration.

But unfortunately, there was no change at all.

Just as he was completely confused, his shoulder was heavily patted, and a rough male voice sounded above his head, carrying a thick air of roguishness and mockery.

"Hey, rookie, peeking at that pretty female soldier again?"

Li Boyong looked up and found that the owner of the voice was a sloppily dressed middle-aged soldier, followed by two young men, all of whom exuded a casual air rarely seen in soldiers.

This is...

Li Boyong smelled a hint of "his own kind" on them—the temperament known as a pilot.

However, being addressed so suddenly in a strange environment left him unsure of how to respond.

After all, he didn't even know what his identity was here, and there were no memories of the original owner in his mind.

"What's wrong, rookie? Don't you know how to salute when you see an officer?"

"Probably shaking in his boots from nervousness."

Seeing Li Boyong's bewildered look, the two young men behind the middle-aged soldier burst into laughter.

"Alright, alright, don't be nervous." The middle-aged soldier patted Li Boyong's shoulder again and laughed: "Although they shoved a clueless rookie into my unit during such a shitty time, it's still better than having nothing."

"Anyway, Second Lieutenant Li Boyong, welcome to my unit." The middle-aged soldier smiled and extended his right hand toward Li Boyong.

Second Lieutenant Li Boyong?

It seems I still use this name in this world. I wonder if it's still the original body, just transmigrated and assigned an identity.

Although the middle-aged soldier's bullshit was a bit grating, Li Boyong guessed that this person should be his unit commander. Li Boyong adjusted his expression, stood up, and shook hands with the other party.

"Suddenly feels like you've got some soldier temperament." The middle-aged soldier hooked his arm around Li Boyong's neck and chuckled: "Maybe you'll like the initiation ceremony in a bit."

Li Boyong felt a chill down his spine. Holy shit, they aren't going to do anything weird, are they...

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Li Boyong was dragged by a few "teammates" to undergo the so-called initiation ceremony.

In reality, it was just using the unit's simulation cockpit to conduct a battle to see how much substance this rookie Li Boyong had.

And then, without a doubt, Li Boyong was beaten like a dog; he didn't even have a chance to show off or act cool.

Because the simulation battle used the Earth Alliance's Mobius MA, and Li Boyong had absolutely no operational experience.

It was the same grunt machine that was often stepped on and shot by GINNs when he watched the SEED anime in the past.

Damn it, he was a fighter pilot!

And after transmigrating in a state of complete bewilderment, a nonsensical ghost mission appeared in his vision, and he didn't trigger any system or gain any attributes or skills...

"Haha, is this rookie so nervous he can't even shoot?"

"Evade! Use defensive maneuvers at this time!"

"Pfft, he even managed to crash into a meteorite. Suddenly I feel bad for the maintenance crew's future workload."

"No way, no way. At this level, he'll probably be gone the first time he goes out."

The other teammates who weren't battling Li Boyong surrounded his cockpit, happily mocking him.

Being happily bullied by his teammates, Li Boyong suddenly had an ominous premonition.

Is this transmigration of mine actually at a real hell-level difficulty...

You have to know, from the conversation of these teammates just now, he had roughly understood that he was on the advance team sent by the Eighth Fleet to support the Archangel, and he was an MA pilot belonging to the advance team's flagship, the Montgomery, and he was also a damn rookie.

And this advance team was on its way to support the Archangel, and the ship was also carrying a Deputy Minister of Foreign Affairs.

Isn't that Flay's deadbeat dad?

Li Boyong muttered to himself, and then was neatly shot down in the simulation battle.

The captain who battled him climbed out of the cockpit, looking at Li Boyong with a complex expression. Has the Alliance's rookie training rotted to this extent?

Has the war situation become this tight?

To the point where they need to push such useless young people onto the battlefield as cannon fodder?

This was just a simulation battle, much simpler than real combat. If he performs like this in a simulation, he'll probably be killed in seconds when facing those "monsters in the sky" in real combat.

In the captain's heart, this rookie Second Lieutenant Li Boyong had already been sentenced to death.

After an initiation ceremony that didn't even count as entertainment, the captain and other teammates dispersed with little interest, leaving Li Boyong alone in the cockpit.

Li Boyong, who had suddenly been bullied, adjusted his mindset and climbed out of the cockpit himself.

These cockpits were set up in the Montgomery's hangar. Li Boyong looked around and saw four Mobius MAs parked in the hangar.

He walked over to take a closer look and found that the size of this thing was larger than his impression from the anime, comparable to the size of a main battle tank.

The 75mm Railgun equipped under the nose of the fuselage possessed quite a "truthful" majesty; the streamlined design of the thrusters on both sides had the aesthetic of a future spacecraft; and the two 40mm Vulcan Cannons near the cockpit reminded him of the feeling of pressing the trigger on a fighter plane.

Well, being able to see such beauty in a grunt machine, it was certain that this former Republic pilot, who was a closet otaku and a closet model builder, was also a damn grunt-lover. ===== CHAPTER 2 =====