The shooting range in Area A is the most popular area of the entire training ground. Each guest here has a separate private room, which provides shooting ranges, simulation fields and other training grounds.
The shooting scores of all guests are recorded in the book. Those with excellent comprehensive data will appear on the comprehensive ranking list. The entire data list has nearly 50 places.
In the past year, the highest ranking is of course Major General Reese, but the second place for many years is a guest named Michel Joe.
Michel is the young master of the orcs who maintain a friendly alliance with the higher insects. He does things openly and honestly, and has long been famous in the training ground.
There weren't many people in Area A today, and He Qin, who had concealed his presence, would not cause any commotion. He chose a room in a low-key manner, raised his laser gun, and turned on the training ground competition mode under the instructions of the work robot.
"Bang... Bang... Bang..." With more and more clips on the floor, the whole training ground was filled with the smell of gunfire from the high-speed operation of the laser gun.
In just half an hour, He Qin had knocked down one enemy target after another in the scene simulation. His body, which had not been trained for a long time, could not compare with the previous physical strength, but his shooting accuracy seemed to have improved a lot.
Every time the training target jumped out from under the cover, he seemed to have the ability to predict, and his body could always aim the barrel of the gun at the training target in advance.
Could this be what Ryan told him about, a manifestation of the mental ability of the A-level male insect?
He Qin sat on the ground, panting, waiting for his strength to recover. He wiped the sweat from his head with his sleeve, and in order to verify the feeling just now, he pressed the button of the live-fire shooting competition.
The live-fire shooting competition in the training ground is a test of accuracy. Accurately focusing on a target of any size is an ability that every excellent warrior needs to master.
When they were in the Earth Army Camp, this kind of shooting course was also a must-practice every day. At that time, He Qin's performance could be considered above average, but it was still far behind Roy, who was good at sniping.
At the beginning, the target was large and the distance to He Qin was also close, so he could easily hit the center point.
As time went by, the difficulty increased, until finally, the target was only the size of an apple, and was nearly 1,000 meters away from He Qin.
This did not seem to be a problem for him. For He Qin now, it seemed that as long as he concentrated and thought about hitting the target, the apple-sized target would be magnified in his eyes.
Pull the trigger, the laser shot out in a straight line, and with a "bang", it hit the bull's eye directly.
Thirty targets, none of them were off target, and each hit the bull's eye. In addition, during the previous scene competition training, He Qin only took half an hour to resolve the battle.
The comprehensive score reached 800 points, directly squeezing down the third place on the list, and jumped to the third place in the gun training field.
This data suddenly appeared in the top three of the ranking list. Along with the radio broadcast, the third place in the comprehensive ranking list of Area A, Qin, echoed throughout Area A, causing a commotion.
"Bai Di, check the room number of this Qin."
"Yes, young master."
In another private room, a man sipping the wine in a tall glass narrowed his eyes when he saw the name suddenly appearing on the data list. His eyes were full of interest.
"Qin? Interesting." The man poured the wine in the glass into his throat in one gulp and sat up from the recliner. Due to the change in posture, the front of his shirt opened wide, revealing the wheat-colored skin hidden under the clothes.
The ranking of this training ground has not changed for a long time. Except for the first place of the Imperial Hero - Major General Reis, the second and third places are basically fixed.
No one had broken his record for a long time, and Michel came to the training ground less and less. The idea that prompted him to come was to surpass the number one Zerg Major General.
Now it seems that an interesting person has appeared in this training ground...
"Master, this man is still in Room 1, Area A. However, I can only find out his room number and name, and he seems to have left out all the other information."
"No? How is that possible?" The man with wild manners was surprised when he heard this reply.
The information submission of the K19 Galaxy Training Ground is strict to the point of being perverted. If you want to be on the list, the prerequisite is to fill in your personal information completely.
This 'Qin' actually broke the rules of the training ground?
"Let's go and see this newcomer." He waved his big hand, held his head high, and walked out with the steps of a king.
He Qin was paralyzed on the floor with a big letter, and his cheeks were also flushed from exercise. The body, which had not received high-intensity training for a long time, could not bear the heavy laser gun, and his shoulders were sore.
This state of exhausting physical strength and challenging the limits of the body is actually a state of mind-free that he likes very much.
At this time, the pressure and responsibility on his body can temporarily leave him, giving He Qin a real chance to talk to his soul.
However, just as he was reflecting on the problems that arose in the simulation training, "dong dong dong", three regular knocks on the door came.
After He Qin answered, a man with half-exposed chest and slightly revealing clothes walked in from outside the door, and following behind the man was an old man with white hair and ravines.
An old man?
After arriving at the advanced insect race, all the people who appeared in front of He Qin were young and strong with good looks. There was not a single old man. He even had a terrible thought that the advanced insect race would be dealt with by the government when they reached old age.
The man looked like he saw some alien species. He approached cautiously while staring at He Qin with his eyes.
If He Qin was not mistaken, when the man saw him, his pupils suddenly shrank like a big cat?
"Hello, what can I do for you?" He Qin ignored the man and smiled at the kind old man.
The education He Qin received in the Earth Orphanage was a typical ancient Chinese Confucianism, and the concept of respecting elders had long been engraved in his blood.
"Hello, this is Mr. Michel Joe. I heard the message on the radio outside and wanted to come visit." The old man looked like a well-educated gentleman. He spoke politely and behaved politely.
"My name is Michel Joe. You can call me Michel. I am the second in the competition list of District A." The man stepped forward and stretched out his palm. "Is this your first time at the K19 training ground?"
He Qin was surprised...
This posture was obviously the handshake he was familiar with. He didn't expect to see this kind of etiquette in the Zerg.
He Qin stretched out his right hand as if he was shaking hands with someone on Earth, put four fingers together and opened the thumb, held the other person's hand, and shook it up and down appropriately.
"Well, it's my first time here."
"Third place, your result is excellent. You may surpass the first place next time."
"No, I just did it for fun. It must be a coincidence." Hearing the man's sincere praise, He Qin shook his head in embarrassment.
The nervousness of facing a stranger swept over him again. He Qin stood stiffly in the corner of the room, trying to reduce his presence as much as possible. If
you have a good ranking here, you will be respected by warriors from many planets. Many people in the training ground regard the competition in Area A as something extremely important and work hard. Most of those who really participate with a "playful" mentality will not get good results.
But the mysterious young man in front of him actually said it so easily.
From the moment he entered the room, Michel's strong beastman nature had been reminding him that this young man, who seemed very nervous about their arrival, had a very simple mind. Michel had not found such a pure aura in others for a long time.
This level of pure aura would make the beastmen uncontrollably fond of the young man.
Just like on Earth, some people have an animal-friendly physique, and their aura or aura would make animals unconditionally love to approach them. Such people often encounter many wild cats and dogs approaching them when they go out.
The beastmen also have such a situation, Bai Di is no exception, and so is Michel.
However, Bai Di's fondness for the young man comes from his love for the cub, while Michel's fondness for him is a physiological manifestation of wanting to mate.
This is a kind of fate and blood fusion, which produces a feeling that the orcs cannot refuse.
On their planet, as the young master of the orcs, it is easy for Mixiu to have a young man, but it is different in the higher insects. Mixiu
always finds ways to get what he wants. He observed the figure of the young man, who did not look like an imperial male insect. He sniffed the air a few times and found that there was no male insect at all.
At this time, he was basically sure that the young man was probably a female insect.
Since it was a female insect, it would be easy to deal with. Just pay a little gold and silver treasures, and basically the group of high-level insects who are greedy for money will give the female insect to you.
Mi Xiu, the young master of the beastman tribe, fell into a beautiful self-imagination. His hidden big tail was even about to materialize and swung slightly.
But the young man named "Qin" was too vigilant now, and it looked like he wanted to squeeze himself into the crack of the wall.
Mi Xiu was ready to take the initiative to attack.
"Do you know what you did wrong just now?"
"Come closer and I'll explain it to you."
"Look, when this target appeared, your action of raising the gun was a little stiff, which delayed the time."
"Yeah."
"Also, this action is actually completely unnecessary and it can easily expose your position."
"It seems so."
"It seems that you are not familiar enough with the structure of this laser gun."
"Hey, how did you know?"
As soon as they discussed fighting, weapons, etc., He Qin unconsciously relaxed and immersed himself in the discussion.
Now, the two men put their heads close together, staring at the playback on the display screen together. When talking about the excitement, Michel even patted He Qin's shoulder a few times.
Reese chatted with his former subordinate Leonard about official business for a while. Because he was really worried about the male insect, Leonard pointed out his absent-mindedness several times.
Leonard had never seen the major general show such emotions before, and was so scared that he dared not delay any more. He hurriedly explained the recent situation of the mission without saying a word.
The moment Leonard finished his report, Reese hurried out.
Reese had been to this training ground more than once before and was very familiar with the layout here. So he left Leonard and quickly found Room 1 in Area A according to the room location sent by the male insect on the cloud contact interface.
Originally, he was in a good mood to see the male master again. The moment Reese opened the door, he saw the young master of the beastman tribe, Mixiu, put his arm on his male master's shoulder, and his clothes were disheveled. He
was in a terrible mood...
The author has something to say:
Reese: "Male master, do you like female insects who love to laugh?"
He Qin: "What do you mean?"
Reese: "I think you prefer a personality like Mixiu."
He Qin: "Are you jealous?"
Reese (blushing): "No."
He Qin: "No matter what kind of personality, I still like Reese the most."
Reese: Male master has been saying sweet words more and more recently (heart pounding)