Magic? My Iron Torrent will sweep it all away!

Chapter 193 Large-scale Summoning?

"Currently, the infrastructure construction positions in the underground city are already full, and everyone is working in three shifts with great enthusiasm."

"The related supporting companies are indeed hiring, but..." the staff member paused,

"The military factory is in dire need of manpower, especially professionals like you."

After saying that, he seemed to remember something and muttered a curse:

"Damn it, those hawks, they never let us have a moment's peace!"

Zheng Nengliang understood instantly.

He had seen the news; the international situation was tense, and the United States was constantly stirring up trouble.

It's perfectly normal for military factories to expand their recruitment.

"I'll go." Zheng Nengliang said without the slightest hesitation.

"Very good!" The staff member nodded approvingly.

As soon as he finished speaking, a man in line behind him leaned forward and shouted:

"Brother! Going to the arms factory is great! Make lots of bullets and shells! Let's wipe out those robbers!"

"Yes! Let them know that our Great Xia is not to be trifled with!"

"Even if it's the end of the world, they still won't calm down, a bunch of mad dogs!"

The people around were outraged and began to speak up.

Zheng Nengliang felt a surge of heat rise from his chest, and he nodded vigorously.

Led by a recruitment specialist, he and several other young people who had also been assigned to military enterprises took a special elevator and descended nearly 100 meters vertically.

As a heavy isolation door opened, an incredibly vast underground space was revealed.

"Boom!"

The deafening roar of machinery filled the air.

Countless automated robotic arms move rapidly on the assembly line, with sparks flying everywhere from welding.

Production lines stretching as far as the eye can see are assembling and piecing together enormous steel creations.

"My God..." exclaimed a young man in the group.

Zheng Nengliang was also stunned by the scene before him.

He saw a familiar main battle tank production line, but it was larger than any factory he had visited during his service.

Meanwhile, on a brand-new production line, something he had only ever seen in news footage was being assembled.

The chariot was entirely dark green, with sharp, angular edges.

The turret does not mount a traditional cannon, but a complex device that resembles a giant camera lens assembly.

"Hey new guy, you've been assigned to our group. Don't just stand there, come over and lend a hand!" an old squad leader covered in grease shouted at him.

Zheng Nengliang immediately sprang to attention and ran over.

"Comrade, what model of tank is this?" he couldn't help but ask as he helped secure a huge road wheel.

"Vehicle-mounted laser-9, a new gadget." The old squad leader didn't even look up.

He directed the robotic arm to install the load-bearing wheels into place.

The old squad leader patted him on the shoulder with surprising strength.

"Your tank repair skills were quite good; you'll pick it up quickly here. Starting tomorrow, your first task will be..."

Zheng Nengliang listened attentively and learned diligently, hoping to get started as soon as possible and not lose this hard-won job.

Life at the military factory was better than Zheng Nengliang had imagined.

He was assigned to the assembly workshop of the "Vehicle-mounted Laser-9" and worked under the old foreman surnamed Wang.

The work here isn't too tiring.

The vast majority of the process is completed by automated robotic arms, and these workers play more of the roles of "quality inspectors" and "final debuggers".

Only when performing the installation of certain extremely precise modules is it necessary for an experienced master craftsman to do it personally.

"Xiao Zheng, come here, align the interface of this energy conduction beam."

Squad Leader Wang handed over a complicated part.

With the solid foundation he had built in the military, Zheng Nengliang quickly got the hang of it.

With focused eyes and steady hands, he precisely installed the parts in one go.

"Hey, not bad, kid!" Squad Leader Wang patted him approvingly on the shoulder. "Much better than those other greenhorns over there."

Zheng Nengliang smiled but didn't say anything.

In just two days, he had completely adapted to life here.

The workers are very welcoming. We have a buffet for all three meals, with meat at every meal. In the evening, we can take a nice hot shower when we get back to the dormitory.

The salary and benefits were also very good, much more than he had expected.

He had assumed that this kind of life would continue indefinitely.

Stable, secure, and full of hope.

That evening, his long-dormant "Snow Wolf Phase III" comrades-in-arms group suddenly started vibrating wildly.

Have you all received the recall notice?

[Received it! I just came down from the construction site, and I thought it was a scam text message!]

[This is not a scam! I've verified it, it's real! Emergency recall order!]

[Holy crap! What major event has occurred? A massive recall?]

No matter how important the matter, when the country calls, we must go!

Zheng Nengliang's heart skipped a beat as he watched the messages flooding his screen.

He immediately opened his text messages, where a message from the military was lying quietly.

[Former Sergeant Zheng Nengliang, third term of service in the "Snow Wolf" Special Operations Brigade: In accordance with the "National Defense Mobilization Order," you are hereby urgently recalled. Please report to the local Xiacheng Armed Forces Department within 24 hours.]

My heart was pounding and my eyes were wide open.

After regaining his composure, Zheng Nengliang turned off the screen and, without hesitation, turned and walked towards the supervisor's office.

He wants to resign!

"Report!"

"Enter."

The supervisor was engrossed in a pile of electronic documents, not even looking up.

"Manager, I... want to resign."

"Understood." The supervisor's voice was calm, his fingers still flying across the keyboard. "The troops are being recalled, right?"

Zheng Nengliang: "???"

The supervisor finally finished his work and pulled a document out of the printer.

He looked up, a slight smile on his face:

"You're not the first one. I've already handled more than a dozen this afternoon."

"Your salary will be settled next week, and there's also a veteran's recall allowance, issued by the government."

The supervisor handed him the document.

"Go to the finance department and collect your money."

He paused, then added.

"Kid, keep it up! If those hawks dare to stick their claws out, chop them all off!"

"Don't worry, your family and the country will take good care of you."

Zheng Nengliang took the document and nodded:

"Okay, thank you, supervisor."

He turned to leave.

"Wait a moment."

The supervisor's voice suddenly turned serious.

Zheng Nengliang turned around.

The supervisor, who was usually a bit unkempt, was now standing ramrod straight, straightening his oil-stained work clothes.

"Snapped!"

He suddenly raised his hand, giving Zheng Nengliang a perfect military salute.

"When you return victorious, I'll treat you to a drink!"

Zheng Nengliang's mind went blank.

His body acted faster than his mind; he instantly threw down the documents in his hand, put his legs together, straightened his back, and raised his hand to return a more standard military salute.

"good!"

"I'll definitely come back!"

Little did they know, they were all wrong; the target wasn't the United States at all, but...