On the Auto City landing pad, the "Mechanical Airship" rose into the sky once more. Blue flames spouted from the six energy jets beneath it. Inside the airship, countless internal vents began inhaling and exhaling on their own. This marvelous fluid structure ensured that passengers would not feel a sudden tightness in their chests at takeoff, much less suffer from airsickness.
First, the vehicles on the landing pad gradually grew smaller. Then the landing pad became a square the size of a palm. Finally, the entire Auto City turned into a tiny black dot.
Du Zhaodi was not the only person aboard this trip's "Mechanical Airship."
Besides her, there were Gao Gong, Zhao Xie, and an entire tactical squad of exoskeleton soldiers.
Whether by coincidence or design, the team leader this time was still Major Zhou Cong.
As usual, Zhou Cong wore a complicated expression. After a long while, he sighed. "I hope this cooperation goes smoothly, Major Gao."
That was right. Gao Gong had been promoted. He was now a military adviser to the Security Corps, with the rank of major.
"Of course. When have we ever had an unpleasant cooperation?" Gao Gong glanced at Zhao Xie, then looked toward Du Zhaodi, who was seriously flipping through the documents, and said with a chuckle:
"The trio from the factory has gathered again. Even if we can't form a branch committee, we can at least hold a class reunion."
"Don't you agree, Little Zhao?"
Zhao Xie's expression darkened. He took a deep breath and forced out a smile. "You're right, Major Gao."
"May I ask, which is higher—the rank of major, or your position as captain?"
Zhao Xie gritted his teeth. "I'm only a lowly second lieutenant. How could I compare with you?"
"Tsk. If a second lieutenant can make