"You must have also sensed that aura just now; it seems that there are quite a few experts in this parallel universe."
"Maybe a bit slow on the uptake. That person's strength should still be above you and me." Kexiao neither agreed nor disagreed with Sky Shadow's remark, but based on his experience, he judged that this person must have detected everyone else's presence beforehand and observed for a brief time before quickly concealing his aura. It's likely that his strength is even greater than theirs; the question was whether Roland had sensed it.
"What's your take?" Kexiao directly posed the question to Roland.
Roland tapped on the console without showing any reaction, seemingly analyzing in secret. Given Roland's realm, he definitely would have noticed it earlier than Kexiao and Sky Shadow. Even so, after remaining silent for a long time, he finally said slowly, "Hard to say, I think this person is quite formidable; their strength should not be inferior to ours. It's very difficult to gauge his level."
It was hard to believe that these words came from Roland; even Fatty, a dilettante, was clear about how terrifying Roland's strength was.
During his interactions over time, Fatty Zhang Xiaobo had observed Roland from indirect, direct, various aspects, and even from more detailed facets of daily life to understand him.
If he had to use one term to describe Roland, it would be 'unfathomable.' While the term 'unfathomable' sounds simple, a detailed analysis in fact encompasses the complexity of the world. Being able to describe a person's character in an entire chapter shows that Roland's strength isn't without merit.
Initially, Fatty didn't know about Roland's strength, even though Roland had served as a super soldier in the Federal Military Department for a while. This period of time was neither long nor short—if measured by the years of world wars, Roland's time as a super soldier was relatively short; but by his standards, it seemed quite long.
As for what Fatty's standards were, undoubtedly it was to muddle along without aim. Fatty's life philosophy was very down-to-earth: stay in the military, eat if you should eat, drink if you should drink, slack off if you can. This seemingly negative mindset actually fully demonstrated Fatty Zhang Xiaobo's ideal values.
His reason for joining the military wasn't to toughen up or bring glory to the country, but because Fatty was born into a military family and his father, through a good thrashing and the use of a whip, forced him to enlist. To avoid military service, he found a random excuse to join a martial arts dojo and then, through a series of fortunate or unfortunate events, ended up here.
In comparison to Roland, Fatty could hardly be said to have the consciousness of a soldier. During his years in the military, every day or even every second was a tremendous torment for him. However, after becoming a Red Cloak pilot and earning one medal after another, Fatty never expected that his family would even more adamantly insist on him serving in the military.
It was exactly the desire to run away that led him to seize the opportunity to slip into Sky City with the Blade Warrior and casually mix with these people; gloriously claiming as if he was dead to the world, deciding to lay low for a couple of years before returning home once the dust had settled.
But that didn't mean Fatty could understand Roland. In fact, initially, Fatty didn't understand him at all. Although Fatty, as a Red Cloak pilot, belonged to the Normandy fleet and had cooperated with many super soldiers from the Federation in partial battles during national warfare—including two instances of assisting Sky Shadow—Roland was different.
Roland's period of service in the Federation might not have been short, but at that time, Fatty had just reached Red Cloak standards and wasn't qualified to undertake missions alongside these super soldiers. Moreover, his position wasn't high, so he had no chance to understand Roland.
His understanding of Roland came from others' mouths—stories from Elvis, from Emily, from comrades, from information in reports, and perhaps other sources that Fatty couldn't recall.
Nonetheless, although his understanding of Roland was limited, he wasn't surprised by this resounding name.
Why? For no other reason than that Roland's strength was unfathomable—it was an era of war-torn chaos, solely because at that time on the Bermuda interstellar battlefield, the Normandy fleet lacked top-tier mobile warriors on its left flank. Yet the upper echelon's decision was crystal clear, confidently entrusting the task to Roland and Hugo to guard the fleet's left wing.
As the main force of the FCA allied forces, the Federation's left-wing fleet was not only the spearhead to restrain Saudi's army but also the protective edge of the main fleet. If breached by the empire, our forces could potentially fall into an encirclement, finding themselves greatly imperiled.
And yet, the Federation's higher-ups were very confident in Roland and Hugo, without the slightest worry about the strength of the hostile mobile warriors.
This realization struck Fatty, who was with the Normandy fleet, that this somewhat delicate-faced Roland wasn't so simple, at least not as straightforward as he appeared. Despite Roland being low-key, silent, and almost invisible in daily life, to the extent that people rarely noticed him—
But Fatty happened to be someone who becomes more curious about those who keep a low profile. At least in Fatty's dictionary, warriors like Hugo, whose strength is comparable and can immediately engage anyone without falling behind for a short while, would always incite curiosity. But after all, Hugo was an explosive warrior, fearless of death. With such a daredevil spirit, any opponent facing Hugo would give some ground, even a White Cloak or even higher advanced mobile warriors were no exception.
In other words, having Hugo guard the left flank was plausible. Although Hugo wasn't the strongest in terms of strength, skills, or potential among the Federation's super soldiers, he was the most ferocious and daunting presence, which made opponents wary. So, placing such a character like Hugo to guard the left flank of the fleet—in some respects—was even more remarkable than a White Cloak, at least psychologically inducing some fear in the enemy's heart.
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