"Corporal Coburn, there will be some pain when the nerves are connected."

In the room flashing with alarm red light, Ennis's forehead was sweating, and he hurriedly reminded.

On the experimental platform, John Coburn was helped by the laboratory staff to put on a powerful exoskeleton, which was all silver-gray metal, with only his head exposed.

He exuded the aura of an elite soldier, but there was a hint of arrogance between his eyebrows. He was a soldier handpicked and trained by General Lane, the elite among the special forces.

"Do you know how I spent these five years, Doctor?"

He grinned with a hint of madness.

"Of course, I do." The doctor wiped the sweat from his forehead. He had also been involved in the development of the training program, which was nothing short of hellish.

In addition to training the body, the most important thing was to train the will, so that people could withstand the armor after enduring various forms of training that could be described as torturous, and their will became as strong as steel.@@novelbin@@

"Then come on, Doctor."

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