The Osiris left New York City and entered the "Garden State" of New Jersey. Because HER invaded North America from west to east, New Jersey was also tortured by the war. Destroyed urban wreckage, abandoned vehicles and uninhabited towns could be seen everywhere.
Sima Qian woke up early in the morning and made a cup of coffee, intending to sort out the footage she took in the ruins of New York City yesterday. But as soon as she sat down at the table, she heard someone knocking on her door.
"Ahem, is Sister Sima here? I'm Sergeant Anton."
Sergeant Anton? Why did he come to see me so early in the morning? Sima Qian muttered. Ever since she boarded the Osiris, she and Sergeant Anton had not gotten along well. He always monitors and interferes in his interviews, and he often retaliates.
Although she felt a little strange, Sima Qian still opened the door for Anton. Different from usual, Anton did not have a stern face, but acted like he wanted something but was slightly embarrassed.
"Hahaha, good morning, Sister Sima."
Anton's clueless greeting made Sima Qian even more vigilant, and she thought to herself: Something must be up with him!
So Sima Qian didn't respond politely. Instead, she put her hands on her chest, leaned against the door frame, and stared at Anton suspiciously. Anton was really offended. He hesitated and asked: "Um, um... do you have any interview arrangements today?"
"No Ying" Sima Qian replied coldly. "
"Ah hahaha, that's just right. How about I arrange an interviewee for you?"
"No, I have to deal with the material today." Sima Qian turned around to close the door, but Anton held on to the automatic door and begged: "He is a very valuable interview subject! The driver of Shijian Unit 3, his age As old as Lin Ao, and controlling New York alone for a while, it’s worth interviewing, right? Hmm?”
"Oh? Is he the boy who helped me move things last night?" Sima Qian became interested.
Anton couldn't help but nod: "Yeah, that's him. It took me a lot of effort to convince him to accept your interview!"
Sima Qian glanced at Anton suspiciously, but didn't ask any more questions and put her interview bag on her back. Contacted the photographer Herodotus and his assistant Thucydides, and followed Anton to the restaurant.
As soon as she entered the restaurant, Sima Qian saw Edward wearing a suit and sitting with a smile on his face, waiting for her. Edward has a bad temperament, and wearing a clean and tidy suit is inherently against the rules. What's even more inconsistent is that this suit is obviously not his! Edward is less than 170cm tall, but the suits he wears are only suitable for people with heights between 180 and 190cm. This makes Edward look like a teenager wearing his father's clothes, pretending to be mature.
Although Sima Qian wanted to complain about his clothes, as a reporter, she still resisted the desire to complain out of professionalism and sat in front of Edward to start the interview.
"Hello, I am Sima Qian, a reporter from Global News Network. What is your name?"
"Edward Terrass, just call me Ed!"
"Mr. Ed. I heard that you were a soldier of the North American Relief League (NARL). Can you tell me about your experience in NARL?"
Edward began to talk eloquently: "I grew up in New York. I went to school in Philadelphia when the HER invaded North America. After hearing the news that New York was devastated by the HER, I took the initiative to join the Sons of Liberty guerrillas in Philadelphia. Later, the Sons of Liberty joined I joined NARL as well.”
"Do you have any relatives in New York? Are they okay now?"
"No, I am an orphan raised by the church."
When Edward arrived in New York, his fists were clenched. After a while, he continued to talk, telling many heroic stories about his fight against the HER invaders when he was a guerrilla. The plot was very exaggerated and the content was very bizarre. For example, he once climbed over a swamp to enter a camp alone, once carried a platoon of injured comrades back from the front line on a battlefield where bullets were flying, and there was even a section where he used a grenade to knock down an airplane. Who knows how much? it is true.
Sima Qian saw that he was becoming more and more convinced of the situation and immediately pulled him back: "Ah ha, I have a general understanding of your experience in the guerrillas. Do you know how you were selected as the pilot of the Ten Swords Unit 3? "
Edward: "At that time, the superior of NARL called all the soldiers aged 20 and under together and asked us to choose a driver."
"Huh? Generally speaking, shouldn't it be recommended by experienced people and then reviewed?"
"That's why I left NARL. They have a mixed staff. The professional soldiers have been transferred to the east coast to protect the top brass. The front lines are all mercenaries and voluntary citizens. The top brass doesn't care about them. The frontline units are fighting on their own, and there is nothing internally. manage."
"Um... Then how did you convince others to choose you as the pilot of Unit 3?"
Edward laughed loudly: "Hahahahaha? The situation at that time was that many people wanted to be pilots. After all, being able to drive humanoid weapons was very cool! Everyone couldn't argue and fought. In the end, I was the only one standing, so I That’s the pilot of Unit 3.”
"Um???"
Sima Qian was shocked by this answer. She then asked: "Then... then why did you leave NRAL later? Wouldn't they hate you if you took Unit 3 away?"
To Sima Qian's surprise, Edward did not answer her question, but instead held Sima Qian's hand coldly. Sima Qian was startled and wanted to retract her hand, but her hand was already tightly held by Edward.
"Do you still want to know more about me? Don't worry, Sister Sima Qian, please interview me again tomorrow!"
Edward let go of his hand, saluted, and left wearing a large, ill-fitting suit. Sima Qian froze on the spot with her mouth wide open. She didn't stand up until she was pushed by Herodotus, and walked towards Sergeant Anton who was hiding behind the wall and peeking with murderous intent.
"Anton Gagarin! What is going on? Give me a solution!!"
Sima Qian still held the interview pen in her hand and almost stabbed Anton with a wave of her hand. Anton stopped her hand and begged for mercy: "I'm sorry! This guy has fallen in love with you. As long as I create a chance for him to get along with you, I am willing to stay." On the ship, the Osiris is very lacking in combat effectiveness!"
"Beibei!? So you betrayed me?! And Ming still has one??"
Anton said: "More than Ming..."
Sima Qian got angry when she heard this, and tried to stab Anton with a pen again. Anton dodged and said, "I'm sorry! As long as you interview that guy a few times, I will never interfere with your interviews again, okay? Please?" is you!"
The photographer and assistant came over to stop Sima Qian and comforted her: "Don't be angry, don't be angry, even if what he says is unreliable, he is still a worthy interviewer, isn't he? Aren't you the best at exposing liars?"
Sima Qian adjusted her breathing and calmed down a little. She walked up to Anton and pointed at him: "Hmph...get up, I haven't interviewed you yet, right, Sergeant Anton? When I finish interviewing Edward, do you think I will clean up?" you!"
Anton wanted to apologize, but he heard the ship's radio calling him: "There is a firefight in the mountains on the ground, Sergeant Anton, please go to the bridge quickly!"
