Do everyone know that he, the squadron leader, is a coward who misses his mother? Compared to others, Jay Chou cares more about his face.

Sometimes loneliness is a disease, and pain and blood are sometimes very similar to his needs, so that things can relieve his inner panic.

He also wants to pretend that he is normal in front of others. He is the pride of the family. He is the Zhou Jiexi who secretly created the incident shocking the country. He is the squadron leader of the team members. He is Zhou Jiexi.

"Yes, I am Jay Chou. I can't embarrass myself, I can't go back, I can't. He has chosen the road by himself, kneeling and crawling, and I'll finish it all."

He knew that he had already begun the early stages of space autism. In alien areas, psychological factors are much greater than physiological.

Take out a small blade of shaving and look at it. If you receive psychological treatment, this thing will probably never be seen again.

Holding it, in the forearm position, a vertical crack was neatly cut. The pain at this time was different from what I had just happened. As the blood flowed out, the blood red was particularly bright.

It has a rust-like smell, which is different from the sand on Mars. Even if you don’t eat it, you can smell the decaying rust smell. And your own blood is a fresh liquid, full of fresh rust smell.

At this moment, Jay Chou felt much calmer, like a kind of medicine that calmed him down. He held his head up against the wall, his feet could no longer be stretched out in the bathroom, and he arched slightly to the opposite side.

The blood dripped through the arms and the bright red blood gradually turned a little black and became much more sticky. The pale arms were a little chilled at this time, so Zhou Jiexi used spiritual power to practice control, pushing from the subcutaneous muscles to the cortex. Let the spiritual power turn into sutured silk threads to moisturize the cell division.

This small and micro control may be because of his scars!

From the bottom where the paper was placed, he took out a plate of cold medicine, pinched it with two fingers, and the results he trained on Mars allowed him to twist it into powder without any effort, mix it with blood, and drink it in one sip.

The various bitter tastes, rust and fishy smells burst out from the taste buds in the mouth made him feel another kind of discomfort. Like a rebellious child, the discomfort means not solving it.

I stood up and looked at myself in the mirror, and smiled openly. It was blood-red, mixed with a few beige particles. I put on my teeth. After a while, I took some water and rinsed my mouth and swallowed it.

"I hope you can have a good night's sleep!" There are no painkillers taken in the training camp. Under this level of training, it is very likely that they will become addicted to drugs.

The only similar effect is cold medicine, and it is a medicine that can be obtained. Of course, this effect also includes the effect of sleeping pills.

The next day, it was another difficult beginning. Maybe after staying in hell for a long time, besides hating it, can you fall in love with it?

"Control, control your spiritual power. Let him cover all your skin, even a hair!" the instructor said loudly to them.

Standing on the surface of Mars at minus six degrees Celsius, the instructor barefoot upper body, only a pair of camouflage pants and a breathing mask to support equipment connected to his thighs.

His visible skin and hair were filled with a glimmer of light. "What is a warrior? He just never gives up. Seeing the target, rush over and fuck it down!"

In the third step, there were only about 80 people. For a brigade of 500 people, this number was not enough. For squadron leaders such as Zhou Jiexi, they still needed to end the third step faster.

In this way, you can guide your subordinates more subtly.

After another day, after dinner, there was free time. Zhou Jiexi and others did not disturb the group of members. Their team leader would tell them to guide them for basic things.

He called a team leader on the way, "Chen Wen, I heard you know you can have tattoos?"

"Boss, why do you want to tattoo one?" Chen Wen looked at him in surprise.

"Oh, I'm a little interested. Didn't you bring a gadget?" He said again, "I think a real man will mark a scar and make a mark. It's a bit distracting. It's better to get some tattoos!"

Chen Wen looked at his often exposed forearm, with four scratches on it. Every time the squadron leader made progress, he drew a single stroke for himself.

He would not agree with this strange hobby, and he had no artistic content at all.

"If you want to learn, you need to have a basic painting." He said again, "But if you want to tattoo, I can help you!"

"Don't, I want to do it myself, I still have the basics of painting." He shrugged and looked at him: "Do you wear a tattoo gun? I'll exchange it for you."

After changing the tattoo gun, Zhou Jiexi was relieved. Some things had to be covered. After adding a new hole in the past two days, the psychologists in the team often paid attention to him, which was not a good result.

He was still patrolling the night at night. After a walk around, he also saw other squadron leaders. "Jesse, wait a minute together?"

Wu Yongkai made a drinking gesture, and Zhou Jiexi shook his head, "I'll go to the cigarette room to smoke a few cigarettes. If I drink, the captain will find out. We have to bask in the sun again."

"It's okay, I'll drink one cup, you'll be within the allowed content. Lao Chen made some meat eggs, we haven't eaten meat for a long time!"

Speaking of this, Jay Chou couldn't help but lick his lips. He hadn't eaten meat for thirty-seven days. In the last week of Blue Star, he had already begun to adapt to energy-filled foods, and he had never touched meat now.

Carefully looked around and “Where did it come from?”

The squadron leader Wu Yongkai chuckled and walked forward a few steps, "Old Brother Zheng is from the military cooking squad. He came to the Mars base three years ago. Today I brought some meat and stewed eggs to see him."

"It's still the flesh in the alien plane, which is very replenishing spiritual power."

"Let's have a drink tonight." As he said that, Jay Chou said again: "I'll go back to get a fish and I can cut a few more pieces of things down."

Wu Yongkai also drooled, "Do you eat the pet fish your sister gave you?"

"What kind of pet fish? It's just a reason." Jay Chou said indifferently. The military Mars Art Troupe was treated well. He actually allowed pets to be raised when treating girls and even asked them to take them with Mars.

There are many other people with cats and dogs, but the third sister is wise. She brought in a box of fish, which is easy to raise and edible, but it is nothing more than just a waste of salt.

"I've been staring at the five fish every day this week, and I've long wanted to cut it for a sashimi." As he said, Jesse Zhou's eyes were green and "I remember Lao Wang has horseradish, so I remember asking him to bring it with me."

"Then the relationship is good. Hurry up, wait a moment before waiting for you in the old place." Wu Yongkai ran away first.

Jay Chou went back to his office to get fish. There was no shortage of water on Mars, and there was no shortage of water on Mars base.

When a small nuclear reactor and an ERV chemical plant were built in the base, all fuel and water would not be a problem.

Just use 100 kilowatts of electricity to stimulate the chemical treatment unit, suck Martian air through a series of pumps, and add the included hydrogen.

Ninety-five percent of the air on Mars is carbon dioxide (co2). Small chemical plants can combine carbon dioxide and hydrogen (h2) to produce methane (ch4) and water (h2o). The former can be used as fuel.

This thing can not only solve the potential problem of storing ultra-low temperature liquid hydrogen on the surface of Mars. Hydrogen and oxygen are generated during the methanation reaction, and oxygen storage can be used as rocket propellants and other uses.

The hydrogen then continues to enter the reaction chain to produce more methane and water.

This is also the popular science knowledge given by the instructors before going to Mars. They are all knowledge points. I really think it is difficult for Mars to live.
Chapter completed!