After hearing his subordinate's reply, Colonel Harris regretfully leaned his bloated body back against the chair behind him and waved a hand, signaling that his subordinate could leave.
Mihaki f Logistics Base had never been an important military base, so naturally, it could not have large quantities of cutting-edge elite robots passing through it.
Even when some higher-quality, more advanced robot models were occasionally delivered here, their numbers would not be great.
If it were only a small number, Colonel Harris might still have been able to find a way to procure several, or perhaps a dozen.
But the other party was clearly after a major order, and Colonel Harris and his subordinates could not meet those demands.
After the lieutenant colonel left, Colonel Harris sighed again.
He recalled a gathering of several colleagues and comrades last year, where a young man named Beckett had also attended.
Beckett had followed Harris for a time in his early years, but that had been long ago. Even Harris remembered little about him, and it was Beckett himself who mentioned that he had once been a second lieutenant under Harris's command.
The former second lieutenant had now risen to the rank of colonel, enough to make Harris take him seriously.
Although the other man was still one rank below Harris, he was now a rising star with limitless prospects. How could he be like Harris, already a setting sun nearing the western hills?
"Mecha Corps... it seems to be a special combat legion that has only recently surfaced within the Federation military. Despite my rank, I had never encountered this information before."
"A giant mecha weapon that requires two elite Federation soldiers linked through their brain domains to operate?"
"The minimum rank for pilots is second lieutenant, and they must also have undergone