After another three days, he had finally scraped together enough merit to rise from a third-class auxiliary soldier to a second-class auxiliary soldier.
With the promotion came greater danger.
His work had changed from supplying the giant warships to carrying out repairs.
Though he no longer needed to leave the ancient fortress, he was assigned to a designated area to repair damaged equipment.
The brutal battle had left more than just corpses outside the fortress; the fortress itself had also suffered severe damage.
As a second-class auxiliary soldier, he was responsible for repairing the gun emplacements atop the walls.
While attacks capable of breaching the defenses were rare, they still happened. The battlefield was simply too vast, and the number of corpses was staggering. There were always a few that slipped through the net and damaged the defensive gun emplacements.
Though this job looked like it kept him off the battlefield, it was actually quite dangerous.
The damaged sections were saturated with a heavy aura of decay that was exceptionally difficult to remove. Often, a single section took four or five hours to wash clean.
This was Li Su's responsibility. Together with the veteran assigned to guide him, he put on an isolation suit nearly half a foot thick and covered in special runes, then took up a high-pressure transcendent particle gun and blasted the damaged area furiously.
"Damn it, I'm so pissed off."
Old Xie looked awful at the moment, his face dark as thunder. As he worked, he could not stop spewing obscenities.
Though Li Su had already spent ten days with him, the corners of his mouth still twitched.
Old Xie specialized in training recruits. He was exceptionally conscientious about his work and taught well too. After following him for a while, Li Su had not missed