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"First Battle Group, routine patrol. All unauthorized personnel, move aside!"

His gaze, hidden beneath his helmet visor, swept over the agents on either side of the corridor, his arrogance undisguised.

Chu Ming pulled Leng Lingling along with the crowd, pressing them against the wall. The optically mimicked workwear gleamed slightly in the reflection of the armor.

Once the patrol's footsteps faded into the distance, the oppressive air in the passageway began to flow again.

Behind a stack of parts boxes in the corner, two men in mechanic's uniforms poked their heads out. The one with the thick beard was Old Zheng from the engine shop. He spat and said, "Pah, these pampered brats are showing off again!"

The short guy next to him, Ah Jie, was using a screwdriver to pry open the stuck energy interface. Hearing this, he paused and said, "Brother Zheng, do you think their equipment is equivalent to half a year's worth of supplies for our entire team?"

When the Kree fleet came last time, the other legions were fighting tooth and nail on the front lines.

These guys, on the other hand, are holed up in the mothership drinking champagne.

Old Zheng spat into his palm and twisted the wrench hard: "Who says otherwise?"

My cousin was a scout in the Third Regiment. He said the First Regiment had three times the resource allocation of other units, but after the whole battle, they didn't even touch a single enemy ship.

"The Imperial Guards are indeed the Imperial Guards; as always, they eat a lot and do very little!"

At the food supply station on the other side of the passage, Sister Mei, a supply worker wearing a red headscarf, was putting nutritional supplements into insulated boxes. She lowered her voice into the communicator: "You didn't see it, the people from the First Battle Group came to collect supplies yesterday!"

They insisted on replacing the specially supplied high-energy nutritional paste with imported chocolate, saying it was "not in line with their status."

"Does she really think she's royalty?!"

"Don't they care?" a newly recruited agent asked, something different from what she had imagined before joining the company!

Wang, the porter opposite her, walked by carrying boxes of canned goods. Hearing this, he snorted, "A good-for-nothing who occupies the toilet but doesn't do anything!"

They performed well in the simulated combat during the last exercise, and therefore received a higher allocation of supplies!

If you ask me, it would be better to give them to us logistics soldiers..."

"Say less, we're not going to starve you!"

"........."

"See that?" A-Jie pointed at the notice screen with a screwdriver, his voice filled with anger. "We've been applying for spare parts for three months and it still hasn't been approved."

They're quite something; they just add equipment whenever they want.

I think that in a while, they'll even need a specialist to clean their armor.

Old Zheng suddenly tapped his helmet: "Keep your voice down, or you'll be in trouble if the listening device hears you."

Creating internal divisions is a serious crime!

"........."

"Isn't the First Legion a bit too unpopular?"

Chu Ming looked at the smiling First Regiment soldiers on the notice board and suddenly remembered the arrogance of the patrol team when they passed by earlier!

I heard a lot of trivial things along the way!

But are there even more people who dislike the First Legion?

Although they were all obtained "legitimately," it seems they need to be dealt with!

Friction between legions is acceptable, but factional strife is not!

Leng Lingling nudged his arm, indicating that they should continue walking forward.

The light trail at the end of the main passage is gradually dimming; that's the direction leading to the armory.

.........

As you pass through the armory and the restaurant's alloy doors slide open, a blast of cold air, mingled with the aroma of food, hits you.

Chu Ming looked up and saw that the long dining table was filled with steaming food.

Under the silver-gray heat preservation cover, glistening natural steaks were piled up like a small mountain.

The crystal bowl next to it was filled with emerald green vegetables, each leaf still glistening with dewdrops—freshly harvested from the ship's ecological cabin.

"The eight-treasure porridge in the self-service area has honey added today."

Leng Lingling nudged him with her elbow, her gaze sweeping over the electronic price list screen at the end of the dining table. "The special area for those who collect points has deep-sea fish fillets, and the price is the same as last week's list, no markup."

Chu Ming walked to the front of the stage and lightly tapped the light-sensitive screen with his fingertip.

I redeemed two breakfasts and two servings of the colorful golden fruit that I'd been longing for.

The pale purple peel gleams softly under the light, and the star-shaped patterns on it shimmer slightly when touched.

The two chose a corner by the window to sit down. Leng Lingling was using a knife to cut the spirit fruit into even small pieces, while the starry river outside the window flowed into a dazzling ribbon of light.

Laughter suddenly drifted over from the next table, where three women in medical uniforms were discussing something around a holographic projection.

The middle-aged head nurse, Liu, with her hair tied in a low ponytail, pushed up her glasses and traced an arc on the projector with her fingertip: "In another six months, my Xiaoyu will be able to enter the ship's twelve-year integrated school."

Graduation is now guaranteed!

"I envy you! The first batches of graduates from S.H.I.E.L.D. academy must be just as valuable as graduates from the Whampoa Military Academy or university students from the 70s and 80s!"

The young nurse next to her, Xiaolin, scooped up a spoonful of porridge, her eyes curving into crescents. "I'm still saving up points to exchange for a spirit seed for my boyfriend."

"That moonflower I saw in the planting area last time, if we can successfully cultivate it, might be able to completely heal my grandmother's old wounds." A small star badge was pinned to the collar of her uniform; it was the newcomer honor medal she received last year.

Zhang Lan, a nurse sitting on the other side of Head Nurse Liu, was wiping the table with a wet wipe when she heard this and asked, "When are you getting married?"

Not that I'm criticizing you, but we women...

"Once your boyfriend gets the Spirit Seed, the material gap between you will widen even further..."

In the booths diagonally opposite each other, four maintenance workers, dressed cleanly but with an lingering smell of engine oil, were drinking energy drinks.

The battlefield shifted to logistics. Dolensky, with a scar on his face, shook the jar, and the liquid inside foamed up: "Once this mission is over, we can take turns resting."

I'm planning to apply for a stay at a resort in Hainan. I've heard it's a great place to relax, and it'll be perfect for loosening up my old bones.

"What do you mean 'take a break'?" Xiao Wang punched him from the side. "I'm telling you, I just checked my points ranking. If I complete three more maintenance tasks, I can be promoted to technical supervisor!"

I'll apply for a single room then.

Sun Hao, the repairman sitting next to Xiao Wang, laughed when he heard this: "Hey Xiao Wang, when you get promoted to supervisor, you'd better take good care of us old brothers. Maybe then you can apply for parts faster."

"Haha~~~" Xiao Wang chuckled, "Definitely! But most applications in our bureau are managed by AI; the supervisors don't have much power!"

"Only benefits," Xiao Wang added to himself.

At a table in the corner, two staff members responsible for inventorying supplies were also talking in hushed tones.

.........

Chu Ming took a bite of the gilded wine, and the sweet juice melted on his tongue.

The energy content is average, and the taste is... okay!

He noticed that the notice board on the restaurant wall was playing S.H.I.E.L.D.'s welfare policies on a loop, from educational resources to medical care, with detailed points redemption standards marked next to each clause.

A draft carried the distant hum of machinery past my ears, mingling with bursts of laughter, which surprisingly made me feel exceptionally at ease.

Suddenly, Kobayashi pointed out the window and exclaimed, "Look! The supply ship is here!"

All eyes were drawn to the porthole, where three silver-white 800-meter supply ships were slowly entering the mothership's docking bay, like three pearls set in dark velvet.

Even though they had seen it dozens of times and could only see its appearance, everyone was still captivated by its beauty!

This might just be humanity's yearning for the starry sky!

Looking at those expectant faces, Chu Ming suddenly understood why the people here, even though they complained about the privileges of the First Warband, still felt a strong sense of belonging to S.H.I.E.L.D.

Perhaps it's like this plate of fruit; although it requires effort to obtain, it can always bring real sweetness in a moment of exhaustion.

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