12dz Chapter 307: Streeling
Chapter 307: Streeling
The Damera Galaxy was the first system to be taken under Gray's command after he embarked on his conquest. It contained an industrial world and an agricultural world. After more than two years of rapid development, the Damera Galaxy now presented a scene of prosperity.
In the former No. 1 Industrial World, a crowd of people surged in front of a certain conscription registration point.
"I want to sign up for the army!"
A loud shout was heard, and a short man, less than five feet tall, squeezed to the front of the crowd. He was covered in thick hair, resembling a giant rat that had been transformed into a spirit. Facing the defense soldier who was more than two heads taller than him, he shouted fearlessly.
"Little boy, you are still young and do not meet our recruitment requirements." The defense soldier lowered his head, looked at the short figure gently, and responded to him in a soft voice.
"Who is the kid? I'm twenty years old! I have the right to join the army!" When the short man heard the other party calling him a kid, he immediately looked displeased and retorted angrily.
"How is this possible? If you are really twenty years old, why are you so short?" The defense soldier looked at the other person up and down with suspicion, wondering in his heart.
"I am a Sterling, a subhuman. My identity has been verified by the Archons. I am now a legal citizen under the rule of the Lord of the Stars!"
The Strelling man shouted with pride, his voice echoing in the air as if wanting the whole world to hear his proud declaration.
In the Damera system, there were a small number of legitimate imperial demihumans living there. When the system was incorporated into the rule of the Star Lord, these demihumans flocked to the governors' locations to re-register their identities.
This move officially recognized their identities, making them legal citizens under the rule of the Star Lord. Only through this registration process could these legal demihumans enjoy the same obligations and rights as ordinary humans, free from any form of discrimination. If they encountered discrimination or bullying, they could seek help from the sheriff to resolve the issue.
However, when these demihumans first learned that they would be ruled by officials under the Star Lord, they were filled with fear and anxiety. They worried that they would be treated as slaves and commodities, losing their freedom and dignity.
But unexpectedly, these new administrators treated everyone in the galaxy equally, regardless of whether they were human or demihuman. This fair and just attitude made the demihumans feel at ease, and they gradually integrated into this new social environment.
Today, the Sterling man's face is filled with pride and confidence, and he is proud to be a legal citizen under the rule of the Lord of the Stars.
He knew very well that this glory came not only from his own efforts, but also from the tolerance of the great Lord of the Stars. This was also the reason why this Strelingyan chose to join the army. Only after joining the army could he better repay the Lord of the Stars.
"So you are a Sterling. I'm very sorry. This is my first time seeing a subhuman, so I just thought you were a hairy kid." The defense soldier sincerely apologized to the Sterling.
"Ah! Never mind." After hearing the other party's apology, the Streeling man waved his hand magnanimously to show that he didn't mind, and continued to ask, "Can I sign up for the army now?"
"No." The defense soldier refused the other party again.
"Why not? I'm an adult and meet the requirements to join the army. My family is very proud of me joining the army."
The Strelling people looked at the defense soldiers angrily and asked loudly in dissatisfaction.
"You are too short and don't meet the requirements." The defense soldier shook his head helplessly and could only tell the truth.
The average height of the Strelling people was already low, and while the Strelling man before him was considered relatively tall, he was still less than 1.5 meters tall. The most basic requirement for recruits in the army was to be at least 1.7 meters tall; this was a rigid rule that no one could change.
"Can't you be flexible? I also want to serve the great Lord of the Stars, liberate the entire galaxy faster, and free all mankind from their previous suffering."
The Stryling asked with a distressed look on his face, wanting to join the army to serve the great Lord of the Stars, but being rejected was very distressing.
"No compromise. This is the military regulation and it is not something a soldier like me can change." The defense soldier shook his head at the Streling man and directly rejected him.
The defense soldier looked at the man's distressed expression and couldn't bear it. He continued to say to him, "If you have special abilities, you can join the army directly without going through the selection process."
"What special ability?" The Sterling people asked in surprise when they heard that there was still hope.
"If you can experience the 100% real-life experience in the game Ace Pilot and can even fly a mecha into battle, you can join the army directly."
The defense soldier told the Streling man in front of him the information that everyone in the army knew.
"Ah, this game, it's too difficult to give a 100% realistic experience. I can't meet this requirement, I can only achieve 10%."
After hearing the words of the defense soldiers, the faces of the Strelling people became extremely depressed and they could only mutter in a low voice.
This game would be quite fun if the realism was not improved, but when the realism was improved, the operation became extremely difficult, and it was difficult for ordinary people to adapt to the strong sense of oppression.
"Since you can't drive a mecha, do you have any special abilities?" In order to make the other party give up the idea of joining the army, the defense soldier had to ask again.
Seeing that the other party wanted to join the army very much, it was difficult to make him really give up. The defense soldier did not dare to make the decision to let him join the army. After all, the other party did not meet the requirements for joining the army, so he could only let him give up.
"What other special abilities does he have?" The Sterling stroked his thick hair and pondered.
Suddenly, the Sterling remembered his racial talent and asked directly, "I'm very accurate with a gun. Is this considered a special ability?"
"Your shooting is accurate? How accurate is it?"
"Within 500 meters, every shot can hit the target."
The Strelling people proudly spoke of their racial talent. The Strelling people's racial talent was their incredibly accurate shooting skills, like a natural sniper.
Under the same training conditions, the Strykers can become familiar with firearms more quickly and can hit targets hundreds of meters away.
"Is your shooting skill very accurate?" The defense soldier looked the other party up and down, feeling a little suspicious.
"Yes, very accurate." The Streeling man nodded affirmatively to confirm.