Chapter 595: Fighting on the Training Ground
Area 4, the training ground for new recruits.
The surging fire snakes kept swallowing and
spitting, and dense bullets broke through the air and hit the buildings and obstacles on the side, splashing various sounds. This was the last day of the new recruits' training. Teams of three were formed according to the lottery to fight. "Lian, charge left, Cigar, you use heavy firepower to cover." The team leader wearing dark gold goggles commanded.
Then the two people on the side took action. An agile woman crossed the complex obstacles and environment as lightly as a civet cat, and roamed on the battlefield at a speed that ordinary people could hardly see. Even if it was a space as big as a palm, she could pass through it in an incredible way.
On the other side, a fat man stood up, took advantage of the gap when the other party was changing bullets, kicked away the obstacle in front of him, and then the long-barreled Vulcan cannons on both sides began to pour firepower.
Not only that, he stomped his foot heavily, his pupils seemed to turn golden, his sharp sight penetrated the various obstacles on the field, and directly used the Vulcan cannon beside him to shoot at the opponent dodging behind the wall. These powerful bullets were enough to penetrate the densely packed buildings and cause casualties.
The situation was temporarily reversed, and the opponent was not panicked. The personnel originally responsible for fire suppression began to move, and then a special sniper bullet in the dark penetrated the Vulcan cannon beside the strong man and hit his side waist, causing his body to shake and half-kneel on the ground.
"There!" The captain who had been observing on the side spoke, and then his body was like lightning, rushing out of the hiding point and attacking the sniper who was preparing to dodge and move.
When the two were fighting, the woman who looked like a civet cat also attacked the opponent's back. She held a light and sensitive pink short blade and directly wiped it at the firepower hand with weaker melee ability. The opponent barely resisted with the special steel pipe he had just pulled out, and the steel pipe in his hand was directly cut off by the pink short blade.
After that, there were several thrilling evasions. The fireman was chased and rolled, and the exoskeleton armor on his body was torn into several smooth cuts. It was almost a matter of time before he was defeated.
A faint light appeared on the pink short blade, and it passed silently again, cutting through the exoskeleton armor like cutting tofu, directly cutting off one of the opponent's arms. Before the opponent could block it again, the short blade turned around again and rushed straight to the vulnerable part of the neck.
"Zi--" Fierce sparks and debris flashed in the dim space. A narrow emerald lightsaber blocked the short blade. The two collided with each other, producing a violent energy reaction, and under the light, the outline of the girl holding the sword was revealed.
Seeing this, the eyes of the woman like a civet cat flashed, and her body quickly jumped away and hung on the ceiling. Then she moved to the left to avoid possible attacks, and then turned around and pounced down silently and quickly like a night bat. The whole process took only one second, which seemed like a flash to ordinary people.
However, the figure holding the emerald lightsaber still accurately blocked the continuous and rapid slashing and stabbing, like the dense collision of firecrackers exploding in the air. Then the woman knelt down, and the whole person turned into a puddle of water, rushing straight to the opponent's territory, and the short blade in her hand also slashed at the opponent's feet at an incredibly fast speed.
This strange way surprised the girl who responded to the challenge, and she had to make a slightly twisted movement, lifting her feet back and flipping forward, while one hand supported the ground and the other hand holding the hilt turned and swept diagonally.
After barely dodging this attack, the girl's body quickly moved forward, pulling away, and then stepped on the wall beside her, turning the blade, and slashing continuously, and the stimulated lightsaber particles turned into several sword arcs and flew out.
These sword arcs blocked the opponent's attack route, forcing the civet-like woman to turn her body to dodge. When she attacked again, the girl on the opposite side was already ready. Her fingers simply drew a spell mark in the air, and then transparent wings spread out behind the girl, forming a bird pattern. The blade in the girl's hand also burst into emerald light, and dazzling light bloomed from the lightsaber. All the illuminated places were coated with a layer of emerald green. When the light faded, the emerald green did not dissipate, but turned into some kind of translucent jade glaze.
'Blue Luan's direct descendant, the Emerald Jade Sword of the World! '
The entire messy and complex underground environment turned into a world like jade, and the woman who was originally extremely flexible was now fixed like jade.
After a few seconds, a few bright red cracks came from the woman's body, and then she suddenly broke free from the jade glaze and swung the short blade again to attack the sword-holding girl, and her body also turned into some kind of wandering ribbon thin blade.
The short blade and the emerald lightsaber collided, the thin blade like a streamer and the lightsaber collided, the opponent's body coiled around the girl like a venomous snake, the sharp edge cut in a spiral, but in the end the girl's body dissipated like green smoke, and when she reappeared, it was already a few meters away in the open space.
"Tsk." The woman who had been silent for a long time rarely made a sound, and then her body returned to normal and began to leave the battlefield.
She could see that this girl was not easy to kill at all. Not to mention the sword skills blessed by various abilities, the last ability to virtualize the body was extremely restrained by her, a supernatural being who was good at physical attacks.
It was impossible to defeat the opponent in a short time, and she was not reluctant to fight at all, and prepared to go back to support others.
On the other side, the lone sniper was chased by the captain, and after holding on for a while, he was still defeated and eliminated, and the strong man using the Vulcan cannon also recovered most of his combat power after some self-rescue and potion injection.
Faced with such a situation, Tilan first quickly scanned the intelligence of the battlefield, then dragged the injured fireman to a safe corner, treated his injuries, then picked up the gun beside him and quickly attacked from the side.
At this time, the three opponents had reunited and began to exchange information.
Soon the battle broke out when Tilan was moving forward. The strong man who recovered from his injuries picked up the Vulcan cannon again and fired at her position.
Tilan could still block a few shots with the sword blade barrier, but seeing the opponent's massive magazine, she decided to hide first, so her body temporarily became empty and she raided into the complex room again. This time, she met another ambushed person, the captain of the opponent.
The captain wore dark gold goggles and was not tall, but he was extremely experienced in combat. Even Tilan could not solve it in a few seconds. This short period of more than ten seconds also attracted the cat-like woman from before.
The two began to work together. The civet-like woman turned into a sharp blade and engaged in close combat, while the captain raised his gun in the back to support. The goggles he wore should have an anti-stealth function. Even if Tilan was virtual, he could lock on to the target and constantly use bullets to point out the position of the woman.
Unlike before, the woman named "Lian" changed to another set of purple daggers. This weapon can still kill opponents in ghost state, but the physical cutting ability is not as good as the previous one.
After a fight, Tilan held the sword in front of her and blocked the bullets, then jumped back several meters to avoid the woman who attacked from the side.
It seems that the opponent has specially formulated a tactic to target her, she thought at this moment.
However, she knows much more than what she has shown. If she really uses her power, the two of them will probably be frozen into ice crystals as soon as they meet. If she uses the ability related to the singer, she can also directly exert mental oppression and make the two unable to fight.
It's just a competition during the training period of new recruits. There is really no need to make such a big fuss. Besides, this is indeed an opportunity to test her practical ability in all aspects.
Thinking of this, Tilan simply abandoned the lightsaber in her hand, and her figure became virtual, and she went straight up to the sky. At this height, it was difficult for the opponent to chase, and even if she shot, it would be difficult to hit the girl flying at high speed.
In the sky, Tilan appeared again, thought about her magic ability that she had not used for a long time, and began to chant and cast.
Colorless winds gathered from all directions, and then suddenly turned into black clouds, constantly gathering towards her raised palm. At this time, the woman below also approached again.
"Withering Secret Art: Curtain of Silence."
The black mist expanded and spread from her palm, submerging the sky in a few seconds, and then continued to spread downwards, filling every corner of the battlefield. The black mist had the effect of isolating sound, detecting fluctuations, and blocking vision.
At this time, the opponents who originally had the advantage in numbers immediately turned into isolated islands. In the absence of sight, the three people inevitably became uneasy and anxious. In the darkness, several golden long thorns flashed, followed by the sound of falling to the ground.
Almost within half a minute after the black mist enveloped, the three people were defeated one after another.
After the instructor announced the end, the black mist dissipated, and the three people saw each other's situation. They were pierced and nailed to various corners of the venue by golden long thorns. These golden thorns were extremely sharp and hard, and seemed to be composed of some kind of energy. They solidified at the moment of penetration, differentiated and bloomed into barbs, stuck in the flesh, and hindered self-healing and the flow of magic.
"Original Secret Art: Divine Forbidden Needle."
This is the spell that Tilan learned from the cult. Its advantage is that it can be studied and used in any sequence, and can also deal with various situations.
Sometimes she would wonder if she was too dependent on swordsmanship. In fact, she had learned a lot of other things, but she never had the chance to use them.
Knowing too much is not a good thing, and it may even cause some difficulty in making choices.
After the battle, Tilan returned to the rest area and changed into a light military uniform. This suit was not a plastic training suit, but a more comfortable cloth. The upper part was a slim dark blue shirt, and the lower part was a short skirt with long boots for easy movement. It looked very cool, but because Tilan was small, she looked a bit cute among a group of trainees.
"Wow, Hecate is so powerful, she is simply a Valkyrie on the battlefield, she defeated the opponent alone." After the end, Noah clapped his hands in praise, and others also smiled and congratulated.
Although at the beginning, everyone felt that a girl like Tilan was not here to join the army and looked down on her, but soon found out during the training that although she looked weak, she was far superior to ordinary people in both combat and training, and even stronger than some trained military academy students.
"No wonder your family was confident in letting you come." Maggie commented.
The recruit training period is only two weeks. This is not the full time to train a real soldier, but only time for those with a foundation to get familiar with the current environment. After the recruit training, everyone will be officially assigned to their respective positions.
"Chika."
"Here!"
"Eighth Fleet's 'Salamander Division' S2296 cruiser, ship gun maintenance operator."
"Cullen."
"Here!"
"Eighth Fleet's 'Shekari Division' X72181 destroyer, ship fire control officer." "
Xue Ka."
"Here!"
"Eighth Fleet's 'Nolanqi Division' N492 battleship, mecha maintenance worker."
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"Maggie."
"Here!"
"Eighth Fleet, 837th Mecha Combat Battalion, sixth-level mecha pilot."
"Hecate."
"Here!" Tilan looked at the officer who read the form.
"Eighth Fleet, 837th Mecha Combat Battalion, sixth-level mecha pilot."
Unlike other soldiers directly assigned to branch fleets, the requirements for mecha pilots are obviously higher, and they have to undergo more rigorous training and tests.
After the assignment was completed, everyone gathered together for a farewell dinner.
"I didn't expect Hecate to be a mecha pilot. I always thought she would be a member of the special agent team, the kind responsible for infiltration and assassination." Noah raised his glass.
"I should have thought of it earlier. After all, she and Maggie share a dormitory, and Maggie talks about her experience of driving a mecha in the military academy almost every day." The sturdy man next to him joked.
"It's not easy to drive that big thing. I also participated in the audition before, but unfortunately I didn't pass. When the magic furnace engine entered the third stage, I couldn't bear it." He touched the beard on his chin.
"That's also amazing. Most people can't even withstand the second stage."
"After all, I graduated from the military academy. It's a bit embarrassing that I can't even withstand the second stage." The sturdy man laughed and talked about the funny things in school in the past.
"At that time, we also made a bet that whoever came down to the second stage must treat us to dinner that night."
"Generally speaking, if it is a low-level mecha, the second stage is actually enough, and their magic furnaces are not that powerful, but I am already Sequence 6, and it is a bit of a waste to drive a low-level mecha of Sequence 4."
"I remember you are a dragon sequence, right?" Noah asked next to him.
"Yes, it's the Dragon Sequence. If I use a special item to transform into a dragon, my combat power will not be weaker than that of a Sequence 4 mecha, and it will even be more flexible, so there is no need for that."
"Sequence 6 high-level mecha can move in space and easily shuttle through the hail of bullets. Unless the main gun of the cruiser is aimed and fired directly, ordinary attacks cannot penetrate the armor at all. It can be said to be extremely free, much better than staying in a starship and praying passively."
"If it is a mecha specially customized for Sequence 7 master-level characters, it has various additional abilities, and its combat power has reached a higher level. It can destroy a city alone." He said the desirable scene.
"Okay, don't be envious. In the future, I will definitely compile the feelings of driving mechas into a booklet and tell you about it." Maggie came over from the side and pressed the shoulder of the strong classmate with her big palm. The two were familiar with each other and knew each other in the military academy.
"Let's toast to Hecate tonight. It is said that the first place in the training camp will receive a small reward. No matter which fleet you report to in the future, you will be taken seriously."
At one side of the hall, a sturdy officer, the highest instructor of the training camp, was advising Tilan on some matters.
"You joined the army halfway. Although you are a mecha pilot with more preferential treatment, I want to remind you that everything in the army is based on strength. Since you are not a military academy graduate, you will definitely be excluded by those military academy students after entering the actual combat camp, unless your strength is strong enough, so strong that they dare not say much, then they will be friendly to you."
"This is not a school, nor a singing and dancing practice hall. On the battlefield, you risk your life to gain glory and merit. There is no room for negligence. It is the instinct of soldiers to exclude the weak, because your weakness requires others to bear the price to make up for it, and this price may be life."
"I emphasize again, this is not a friendly and mutual help association, but a violent group that must win. Cold killing is inevitable. You'd better prepare yourself mentally in advance."
"I don't need to say anything else. You are a very smart girl. You memorize the manuals and training points very quickly. That's it. Relax with your companions tonight. The formal mecha driving training will begin tomorrow."
"Yes." Tilan nodded and saluted, then returned to her seat for the dinner in the hall.
Watching the girl with long black hair walk away, another officer came over with a glass of wine.
"I didn't realize you were so concerned and told her all this so carefully and patiently."
"After all, she is a good candidate, very talented and obedient, but I don't think she is suitable to be in the army. To put it bluntly, you and I both know that the army is a cold machine for exchanging money. Even if a person has high talent, it will only make the data look better, and they will die in the end."
"Glory and the like can only be obtained by the living, but who knows whether they can survive, there are too many accidental factors."
"I just hope that when we step onto the battlefield in the future, we will not let ourselves die too aggrievedly, so that at least there will be people who will miss it and say that the fleet has made a contribution to history."
(End of this chapter)
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