The man being questioned looked a little nervous, but having been on the battlefield, he was able to keep his composure. After a moment's hesitation, he was able to converse quite fluently with Mo Si.
Mo Si diligently inquired about the Federation's post-service benefits, the special treatment provided by the garrison, and whether the care from the military hospital was adequate.
He named each post-retirement benefit with precision, which took the old veteran by surprise. "They've all been provided, every single one."
"I get them every year."
"Does the garrison require you to participate in this training?"
"No, no, no, not at all." The veteran quickly waved his hands. "I wanted to train on my own." He gave a sheepish smile, rubbing the hem of his clothes with his somewhat chapped hands. "After all these years, the only thing I ever learned was how to pilot a mecha…"
