Chapter 254 There is a mission
I chose Leicester's special admissions program because I was poor and needed to survive, and because I had missed the regular entrance exam. It was a last resort.
Besides, why would the Federation be willing to train students with their backgrounds? Aren't they afraid of backlash?
Speculating from a cunning perspective, cannon fodder is probably needed, as there are always places where it is difficult to send others.
Just like the advertisement on the telephone poles we saw back then, where a certain country was recruiting mercenaries with a daily salary of 800,000 yuan, you have to live a long life to be able to do so.
So, if you have the opportunity to change your major, why not?
If I could switch to the Command Department, Weapon Manufacturing Department, or Mecha Design Department...tsk tsk, it seems like a dream.
"Don't even think about it," Mo Mo said coldly, "I've tried, and there are only very marginal majors to choose from, like art."
"Look!" Lin Fancheng exclaimed, "There's a new notice on the school network."
"What notice?" Huo Chuan leaned over and then let out a "hiss".
"Fuck, this is a huge investment. All military department special recruits, regardless of class, will have a mecha training opportunity once a month..."
"Tsk", this bait smells a bit nice.
The military's real mecha is not something that ordinary people can get their hands on.
Data can never be directly equated with physical objects. This opportunity is a huge temptation for Yun Mo and Xiao Nan, and for their dream of improving the technological level of Blue Star.
"I am a person who is determined to conquer the world. How can I change my major easily!" Yun Mo said righteously.
Four people: ...This heavy gasp scared Dad.
No one knew what the school was thinking, and without giving them much time to recover, everyone was gathered on the training ground.
The instructor's cold face appeared on the stage and gave a brief opening speech summarizing the assessment.
"We are very sorry about this accident. But the past is the past. We are soldiers and we must stand firm and look forward..."
"The assessment results have been issued according to your performance. Only two teams completed the task," said the instructor.
"Huh? What? In such a chaotic situation, someone can actually complete the mission? Who?!"
"Here, I want to especially praise two students, Yun Mo and Liu Yueban!"
The voice below was a little shocked, "Who?"
"Did I hear correctly? Fatty Liu?"
"What did they do?"
The instructor slapped the table and signaled for silence. The students slowly stopped talking and prepared to listen to his explanation.
The instructor didn't say much and went straight to the surveillance camera, which showed a chaotic battle.
When the instructor rushed in, Liu Yueban waved his hand, and their team moved away from the melee area.
Then, while the other side was fighting fiercely, Yun Mo went over to fish in troubled waters and checked the backpacks of his companions one by one. He made almost the same choice as him.
It’s not that no one else tried to do this, but their reaction speed and timing were much slower, and in the end, only these two teams successfully deciphered the code.
"The scores of other students have also been sent to you. Overall, this time's results are much better than I expected," the instructor continued.
"The vacation is about to begin, but since you stepped into the military department, you have become a soldier. Vacation? I hope you can forget about it."
The instructor's voice was cold and desolate, and everyone listened to a wail.
"No way, instructor, 30 days of vacation is legal," a boy shouted bravely.
The instructor glared at him, a smile playing on his lips. "Well, you'll have about ten days off. The rest of the time will be spent on drills, guard duty, internships, training... your vacation will be very fulfilling."
As soon as these words were spoken, the students' shoulders slumped, and they looked very discouraged.
Will holidays be worse than Saturdays and Sundays in the future?
"I'm happy to inform you that this time, the school has secured an internship opportunity for you in the field army. Based on your performance, you will be assigned to different garrisons to experience the atmosphere of the battlefield up close..."
There was another burst of wailing.
Everyone can understand this. Although it is the rear of the army, it is still a field army. I am afraid that the most lucrative job there is to be a kitchen helper.
However, there are also many people who are excited and looking forward to the possibility of observing mecha combat and participating in training up close.
Where to go is determined by grades, and no one has any objection to this.
"Where are you going?" Mo Mo walked to Yun Mo's side and looked quietly at her smart computer.
"Training ground..." Yun Mo's face was a little stiff. She felt that the other party was planning a big move.
Liu Yueban also came over and held out his smart brain. On it were three huge words: "Training Ground!"
Information was passed quickly among the students. Some were excited, some were nervous, and they were all discussing where they were going and the characteristics of the various planets.
Only a dozen people were drawn to the training ground.
I followed the instructions and went there, only to find that it was a closed training hall.
However, in addition to the daily training equipment, there seems to be a huge stage.
"What is the instructor doing?" the students whispered.
"I don't know, I have a bad feeling," Liu Yueban touched his arm.
Chen Ping was actually among the fifteen people. After hearing Liu Yueban's words, he couldn't help but look at him twice, "How dare you say something ominous?"
Liu Yueban: ...
Without giving them much time to joke around, the instructor waved his hand, signaling the start of the training.
It was very ordinary training, and the intensity was not very high, not even one-third of the usual intensity.
Lifting barbells, push-ups, running... What is the instructor up to?
Liu Yueban lay next to Yunmo, lifting the barbell with both hands, and said as he lifted it, "Why do I feel like something is wrong?"
"Hmm," this intensity is just enough for Yunmo to bear, but it is not so easy to do.
"What on earth does the instructor want to do?"
As he finished speaking, the show began on the huge stage.
"puff……"
The interstellar entertainment facilities are really well made. Although the stage is in the front, there are images projected above and around the head. It is basically a stupid show.
Several boys were watching the training and laughing so hard.
It was not until a dark-skinned man with bare chest and tie appeared on the stage that Liu Yueban could no longer hold back his laughter and burst out laughing.
What followed was a cry of pain as the barbell fell from mid-air and hit his stomach.
"Fuck, what does the instructor want to do? Do you want to make me laugh to death?"
There were only about ten of them in the room, and everyone looked happy, chatting and joking.
Fifteen minutes later, the curtain fell, the lights dimmed... and invisible smoke rose from all around.
Yun Mo turned over and sat up, pushing Liu Yueban and saying, "Let's go!"
Liu Yueban reacted early, and the two of them rushed to open the door immediately.
But the door was tightly shut, not moving at all. The odor in the air was getting stronger and stronger, and my eyes felt sore. I had no idea what was inside!
"The instructor is too cruel. He deliberately lets us down our guard!"
The remaining dozen or so people shouted and looked for tools, trying to smash the windows to get out.
"Did you understand what was happening just now?" Yun Mo asked Liu Yueban quietly.
"I see."
"I'll talk, you calculate!" Yun Mo spoke very quickly.
"Okay," Liu Yueban responded.
"The third line of the first song is out of tune and repeated three times..."
"The man in the tie tapped the Sulmer code on his chest..."
…
Liu Yueban breathed a sigh of relief. "The third room is safe number 7. The password is 156328. It contains the chemical antidote TTDJ. We'll deal with the poison gas first. After that, there's a way out behind safe number 7..."
Five minutes later...
Yun Mo and Liu Yueban appeared in a corridor, and they were the only two students standing there.
"Pa pa pa..." Instructor Wu's applause rang out.
"You two are very good. I have a task for you. Come with me."
The corner of Yun Mo's mouth twitched. Such a arduous task must be no easy task.
"Quick Travel: My Host is My Dad", a cool story about torturing and slapping scumbags in the face, no CP.
(End of this chapter)
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