“… That’s really too mean.” Looking at the man whose hand was almost a residual shadow, Min Hao shook his head.
"Where did this kid learn this? He definitely doesn't look like a novice." Captain Nordbai observed carefully and was a little surprised.
"What's so strange about that? There are so many students in the school who come from military generals' families. It is estimated that they have come into contact with this before. It's not surprising." Min Hao could barely see that the other party seemed to be trying to destroy these guns.
Captain Nordby shook his head, his expression a little serious: "No..." It's not just understanding.
He had taken several courses in military equipment support in college, and his perspective on military equipment was different from that of ordinary soldiers. Others could only use or be familiar with the usage and characteristics of various firearms, but he had done some research on the structure and operating principles of firearms.
And because his grades were quite good during school, his first stop after graduation was the armory. If nothing unexpected happened, he might have continued to develop into a full-time armory professional, and it is not impossible that he would become an armory expert in the future.
But later, because of the needs of the battle line, he was transferred from there to the front battlefield. After that, he stayed on the front line and had no contact with anything related to firearms.
Today, seeing the brat's skillful technique brought back his memories of those youthful years long ago, including, of course, the knowledge that had long been buried in the flames of war.
From his almost professional perspective, the other party had already reached a certain level of understanding of the internal structures and principles of various types of firearms, and was even much better than him in some techniques.
This is a very experienced gunner. Judging from his technique, he has been using guns for at least five years. But how old is he
Every time he took over a gun, he would quickly brush past a certain structure on the line or throw it aside with a "click".
Many people outside the field who had not received professional training could not understand what was going on and thought Huan Xian was playing or researching. Only some soldiers who had received such training could tell that the other party was adjusting or destroying the internal structure of these guns.
Each of his movements was not heavy, and even seemed a bit casual, but in fact, each of them accurately hit the key parts of the guns, either delaying the gun's firing, or causing a certain part of it to wear out, or perhaps causing it to jam suddenly at a critical moment and unable to exert its effectiveness.
It is very professional—
This level is comparable to that of military personnel who are dedicated to this area, so even an old man like Captain Nordby was amazed by his actions.
There were fewer people in the Command Department, just two people talking. There were more people in the Combat Department, and they were gradually attracted by several outstanding teams in the field. They were no longer focused on the individual students as before, and began to analyze some outstanding teams.
For example, the group of Jiang Hui, Zhou Xiuwen and Huan Xian was one of the focuses of their attention, and Huan Xian's actions naturally caught their attention. Some instructors who had little knowledge of firearms asked their colleagues who knew about it in confusion, and a lot of discussions broke out.
"That Huanxian seems to be from the command department, right? He is really extraordinary. How come I have never heard of his name before?"
"Didn't you say they were from the command department? They just like to keep things secret. It's not surprising that you haven't seen them before..."
"The command department also teaches this?"
"I don't like to hear that. Our combat individual soldier department doesn't teach swimming either. What's the problem if children learn a little bit of everything? Is there really a need for a specialization?"
"That's not what I meant. I meant to say that she knows a lot. If you say she's a veteran, people would believe it. Anyway, my previous teachers may not have reached this level."
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"Student Huan Xian..." Teacher Tan focused his eyes on the unusually dazzling person on the screen.
Stark turned his head to look at Teacher Tan for a rare moment, because he had never seen such an expression on the other's face before.
However, the other party hesitated and finally seemed to not want to talk anymore, so he changed the subject. Stark did not force him and continued the topic.
But in fact, Teacher Tan had been thinking about it for several years, but he felt that it was a personal privacy and it was not easy to talk about it, so he gave up.
Teacher Tan also knew about this classmate Huan Xian, but he just remembered it now.
The other party was sent here by the military. Although there was no instruction to give them special care, Teacher Tan, as the chief manager of the first grade, naturally knew about it.
In the past, there were parents who sent their children here. Generally, they were parents or families with special status. If necessary, the school would still take care of them as appropriate.
Zhou Xiuwen was one of them. Just kidding, with the power behind him, the school couldn't help but take care of him, even though Marshal Zhou and his subordinates didn't seem to have any requirements for it.
Huan Xian was a bit strange. He came directly on the quantum spaceship sent by the Eighth Legion, but the person accompanying him was a lieutenant general from the Nineteenth Legion.
This is very strange. The Eighth and Nineteenth Legions of the Empire are both elite legions of the Empire. It is difficult to compare the combat power of the two forces. The forces they are close to are also different. The battle lines and regions they govern are even more far apart. The two forces have no intersection at all, but there is no conflict. How could they be mixed up in such a young boy.
Of course, the military didn't need to explain this to him. They just sent him here to enroll, and didn't make any other requests. However, the school still made a note of this information and informed the grade administrator of Huanxian, just in case.
Therefore, there are quite a few students and even teachers with special identities in this class. Teacher Tan was worried about this before he entered the school, fearing that campus life would accidentally develop into various strength battles and competitions. Fortunately, these people seem to be very low-key and well-behaved, and he might not even remember some of them if they didn't show up.
This student Huan Xian is one of them. Teacher Tan even forgot about him. Now it seems that this person has quite a lot of skills. And according to something his class teacher reported... He is indeed a difficult and special person. I have to keep an eye on him in the future.
"It seems I have to worry about teaching this class well." Teacher Tan sighed.
Upon hearing this, the surrounding class teachers nodded in their hearts regardless of their opinions.
It was already past eight in the morning, and the orienteering race had lasted for more than 23 hours, with only 13 hours left. At this time, there were only 424 students in the military training field, and 692 students in the non-military training field, and the competition officially entered the final stage.
The top players each showed their talents, and the situation gradually became clear, but the overall situation remained uncertain.