From the beginning of this week, a tall man with good features but a gloomy expression stood on the podium instead of Zhang Jing. The big guys worked together to bring in several heavy cuboid metal cabinets, lifted the top cover, and there were hundreds of various firearms inside!
The man just said coldly, "You can call me Shadow." That's the opening remark.
Immediately afterwards, Shadow walked to the gun cabinet, reached out and took out two pistols that were almost identical in shape, and held them up to show the children.
On closer inspection, there are still differences between the two pistols. One is polished as smooth as a mirror from the barrel to the grip, and the other is covered with various patterns.
"This is the famous Eagle series, the standard equipment of the Imperial Frontier Army. It is famous for its great power." The man said, and directly pulled the mirror-smooth pistol against the classroom wall.
The huge roar made everyone's ears buzzing, and there was a deep hole the size of a bowl on the hard walls of the classroom, and the destroyed substrates and brackets could be seen.
Qianye immediately fell in love with it! Walls can be punched like this, and if it hits a person, a single shot will probably make a big hole. If it hits the hands and feet, it will be broken by a single shot.
"Is it powerful? Of course not!" Shadow's chilly voice sounded.
If the other pistol glowed, it was because the lines on the gun suddenly lit up. There was only the sound of hammers colliding and heavy objects breaking through the air, and a cloud of blue light spewed out from the muzzle of the gun sprayed on the wall, making a loud bang!
A strong air wave mixed with countless gravels flew towards them, beating the children so hard that they couldn't lift their heads.
When Qianye lowered the arm covering his head and face, he was shocked to see a big hole in the wall made of thick bluestone and metal brackets, and he could already see the scenery outside through the hole!
This blue light is so powerful!
The man raised his glowing pistol and said, "This is a gun driven by the force. Its power is not comparable to ordinary gunpowder weapons. Such a low-level force gun is as powerful as a machine gun. It is With the force gun, we repelled those damn dark bastards in the Dawn War and laid the foundation of today's empire!"
Next, Shadow explained in detail the principle of the Force gun.
Although the original force gun and the traditional gunpowder firearms are similar in appearance, the principle is completely different. The position where gunpowder and projectiles are loaded is an energy compression device. The user needs to inject his own force, condense the force bomb, and then wait for an opportunity to launch it.
With the different carrying capacity of energy devices and gun materials, the power of the original force guns is also very different. Some Force guns even come with powerful special abilities. Only such a gun can be ranked among the famous guns.
There are famous guns among famous guns.
There are ten famous guns in the world, each of which is extremely powerful. According to legend, any one of the ten famous guns will have the ability to change the situation in the mainland!
For thousands of years, I don't know how many open and secret battles have taken place around these ten legendary guns, and I don't know how many amazing, talented and powerful people have fallen for them. Even so, people still go on and on, flocking to it.
Up to now, three of the top ten guns are in the hands of the human race, five are in the hands of the dark race, and the whereabouts of the other two are unknown.
From the distribution of these ten famous guns, we can see that in the world of the strong, the power comparison of the three camps of Dawn, Eternal Night and Neutrality.
This may be the most focused class for the children so far in the training camp. Even the children of the powerful and famous families who have already established a foundation are fascinated by it.
Shadow reached out and opened a teaching board, revealing a three-dimensional diagram. It was an old and gorgeous pistol.
The appearance of this gun is an old-fashioned flintlock pistol, the hammer is erected behind the barrel, it is silver-white, and has a wishful shape. The barrel and grip are gold-plated and engraved with intricate patterns. There is a striking blood-colored flower on the body of the gun, and the petals stretch out in all directions.
Shadow unknowingly straightened his body, his face was full of solemnity, and even began to have obvious fanaticism, saying word by word: "This is one of the top ten famous guns in the hands of the human race, and it is also the first real gun owned by the empire. Famous Spear: Manshu Shahua, also known as Bianhua."
Qianye silently recited the name Manshushahua several times, only feeling that the word seemed indescribably mysterious and beautiful, so he remembered it deeply in his heart.
A child boldly asked: "It, does it have special abilities?"
"Good question!" The shadow is now completely ignited, and said with a look of fanaticism: "Manshushahua, in the legend before the human race has written records, grows on the bank of the River Styx in the depths of the void. When a life falls, a small flower will bloom on the riverside. It! It can ignite the original power of the world and illuminate the star road leading to the Styx, that is the legendary final skill 'Forget River'!"
From this week onwards, Qianye's class schedule added three courses related to original energy firearms, namely energy fluid mechanics, firearm dismantling and maintenance, and shooting.
Qianye's grades in these three courses are firmly in the top five, and his ranking has also been greatly improved, entering the top fifty in one fell swoop. He was 49th when the results were announced at the weekend.
Although the difference between forty-nine and fifty-one is only two, it is a world of difference. Qianye could already see that the elimination zone was after fifty. People who are eliminated in the training camp have only one fate, death.
Monday came soon, and when Qianye walked into the practice room, he was quite excited. Sure enough, the black slave put two pieces of "Zhu Yan's blood" in the incense burner!
His perception was nearly ten times sharper, and Qianye experienced the resonance of the original force like a symphony. With the operation of the Bingjue, the original force in Qianye's body gradually surged, and the waves were as high as waves hitting the shore! And when there was no Zhu Yanxue in the past, at this time, the original force will lose its strength and fall back again.
Without the help of this special spice, Qianye's process of perceiving and absorbing the original force was very slow, and he could only accumulate, guide, and gather momentum before hitting the next wave.
However, now that he has double copies of the "Blood of Vermilion Beauty", Qianye's speed of absorbing the original force has been greatly improved. The original force poured into his body continuously, pushing the wave of original force higher and higher.
Finally, the wave of the original force reached its peak, and Qianye heard an uproar in his ears, and the original force receded like a tide.
The first wave of the Force is finally done!
This wave of original force has not completely receded, it collided with the new original force, and then a new wave of original force surged again. The second wave is higher and stronger than the first wave. Just when it reached its peak, it was only a hair away, and finally fell back due to insufficient force.
when! The long ringing of the bell woke Qianye up, and it was time for this practice.
The most difficult part of the Art of War is to form the first wave of force, after which the second wave and the third wave will be much faster. When the force of the force surges, it will also generate a strong suction force, which will bring more force from the surroundings into the body.
If it wasn't for the help of double copies of "Red Yanxue" this time, it would take at least two weeks for Qianye to be able to generate the first wave. At that time, it was very dangerous to complete the complete Nine Waves within the three-month deadline set by Zhang Jing.
In the next few weeks, Qianye's cultivation went very smoothly. One month before Zhang Jing's three-month period, Qianye was able to draw the fifth wave. The progress of the Bingjue practice is getting faster and faster, and Qianye estimates that in half a month, the first complete Nine Waves will be formed.
Although everyone in the training camp spent most of the time burying their heads in self-care, there were also gossips circulating. Just when the training of Bingjue had just entered the third month, there was a child beside Qianye who had cultivated Nine Waves! And it is said that among the children in the entire Huangquan training camp, the most talented guy is already trying to ignite the first psionic node!
That boy named Xu Lang was said to be from a powerful family in the empire, and he was also a first-class talent!
When hearing these news, Qianye's little heart couldn't help feeling a little bit bitter. For as long as I can remember, the wound on my chest has been there. And the life in the training camp is still reminding him of the existence of scars all the time. If it weren't for this scar, he should also be a first-class talent.
Whenever the Bingjue is activated and the original force surges, it will become extremely stagnant once it enters the scar area, so Qianye needs to accumulate more original force to be able to guide the complete wave of original force.
Qianye didn't know who left him with this scar. He was less than three years old when he was injured!
This is fate, Qianye has to accept it.
The training continued, and in the third month a new knowledge course was added, this time on mechanics.
This is an all-encompassing subject, which includes not only mathematics, physics, but also many other knowledge. Only in this way can we understand the operation of the huge machines by which people change the world.
The first generation of machinery was a steam engine fueled by black stone. After successful miniaturization, the first generation of steam engines is still active on every continent. It has many advantages, such as stability, strong power, etc., but the biggest advantage is that it is cheap.
Cheap to manufacture and cheap to maintain, when black stones can be seen everywhere and steel reserves are extremely abundant, steam engines are still the most suitable choice in most cases even after thousands of years have passed.
The newly added knowledge class allowed Qianye's ranking to rise rapidly, and even entered the top 20, and even hoped to break into the top 10.
The time for the exam in March was up, and Qianye had completed the Force Tidal two weeks ago, so there was no suspense in passing the test. Among the students in the same batch as Qianye, three people failed to meet the requirements. As a result, they were severely injured by Zhang Jing's own hands, and then ordered to be dragged away.
It has been three months since no one died, so long that these children almost forgot that this is the Underworld Training Camp, which is famous for the extreme cruelty of selection and elimination among the imperial military reserves!
At the beginning of the fourth month, another course was added: fighting.
From this moment on, the relaxed cultivation career is over. Most of the fighting classes start with the instructor's guidance, and then the students practice with each other to complete.
Throughout the first week, most people went back with bruises and swollen faces, but Qianye was particularly injured.
The students attack with all their strength during the duel practice, and there is no saying that they are merciless. Among the top-ranked students, Qianye was the weakest one, so he naturally received intensive care.
If he could beat Qianye so hard that he couldn't get out of bed, then naturally he would lose an opponent who would fight for "Beautiful Yanxue".
This is Huangquan training camp, not a gentle school for nobles.
When the rankings were announced at the weekend, Qianye's ranking dropped wildly, falling all the way to forty-eighth place, barely keeping the top fifty position.
After the kids have seen the rankings, it's bedtime.
Just as Qianye walked into the bedroom, the door suddenly closed behind him, and then several black figures rushed up and grabbed him firmly. An arm lay across Qianye's throat, locking him tightly, making him unable to breathe or scream.
This is a fighting skill that I just learned, and it was used on Qianye in the blink of an eye.