"Hecate."
"Here!" Tilan's eyes turned to the officer reading the list.
"Eighth Fleet, 837th Mecha Practical Combat Camp, Sixth Rank Mech Pilot."
Unlike other soldiers directly assigned to branch fleets, the requirements for Mech Pilots were evidently much higher, requiring more rigorous training and tests.
After the assignments were completed, the group gathered for a farewell dinner.
"I didn't expect Hecate to be a Mech Pilot; I always thought she would be a member of the Special Operations team, handling infiltration and assassination tasks." Noah raised his glass.
"You should have figured it out, given that she's roommates with Maggie, who talks almost daily about her experiences piloting mechas at the military academy." The burly man beside him joked.
