"Okay, I've rested enough, it's time to get back to work."
The harmonious atmosphere disappeared in an instant, and then seemed to condense into a certain force in an instant.
Jiang Hui expressed an idea that had been on his mind for a long time, and he did not expect to receive strong approval from several people.
Several people did it as soon as they thought of it, and were unwilling to waste any time.
Only seven star minutes had passed since they entered L11. It would take at least forty-five star minutes for them to fully recharge. There was one star hour and five star minutes left until the end of this round of recharging...
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"Finally, something halfway decent came out." Min Hao's face finally showed some satisfaction.
He thought that he might not be able to find a conducting student that would satisfy him until the end of the competition.
Although Huan Xian performed well, this disappointing guy, as a student of the command department, actually gave up the command power to a student of the combat individual department, which made people angry.
Of course, what is even more infuriating is why such a good seedling did not go to their command department, but instead went to the combat individual department. It is really annoying.
Fortunately, there was a decent Lin Maowu who used his relatively flexible brain to make a beautiful comeback and rose to fourth place in one fell swoop, wiping out the shame of not having a commander in the top ten. If he can perform exceptionally well again in the future, it is not impossible for him to be in the top three.
"Xiao Min, don't be too happy too soon. Lin Maowu and the team of that troublemaker in your class are so close, they might even clash. If that happens, one of your top ten will definitely be killed."
"… He has a name, so don't tease him like that." Min Hao said.
"Huanxian's mind is not on the game at all." He sighed.
The command authority is fine, as there is limited room for command in such a simple game, and the person who took over the command is qualified, and the opponent is much more cohesive than Huan Xian.
But he could also see that Huan Xian didn't really focus on the competition, and had been playing it safe in the early stages. It wasn't until he met Jiang Hui that he got a little better and started to take it seriously. However, given his opponent's ability, it was impossible for him to be ranked only 8th...
That bastard was more interested in his teammates than in the game, so he was so willful. However, he had no effective way to teach him a lesson, and it was even harder to alert the people behind him, so he was really a difficult person to deal with.
Thinking of this, Min Hao's mood, which had been high due to Lin Maowu's appearance, suddenly dropped again.
"In your opinion... if Lin Maowu and Huan Xian meet, who is more powerful?" Captain Nordbai asked curiously.
"Well..." Lieutenant Min Hao let out a long sigh. He looked at the R186 squad that was being displayed in the center of the screen: "I don't think Lin Maowu would choose to attack the R186 squad at this time." Or rather... As long as Lin Maowu is smart enough, he is unlikely to choose to compete with Huan Xian.
Almost no one in Beska Junior College knew better than the people in Class 2 what kind of incomparable ability that person possessed. It was a power that exceeded the limits of ordinary humans, a power that humans should not have, and was regarded as an "alien" existence.
And this is exactly why the other students in Class 2 cannot accept him.
Such a person is his student, which really makes people love and hate him.
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"Other people are trying to figure out how to surround and kill them, or are making plans for their future development. But when it comes to them, things have changed... They are actually talking to each other." Teacher Tan couldn't help but laugh when he saw this.
In fact, according to what Jiang Hui said, this was just a small school competition. Not only were the rules and conditions of this competition rough, but even the scores of the team members were not linked, so it would be a bit too empty to talk about collective honor.
In order to gain the advantage of three-time retention, many teams in the training ground even lowered the selection standards or directly skipped the important step of running-in. Of course, there are also many teams that choose relatively familiar people as team members from the beginning, so the level of the entire team members is uneven and lacks tacit understanding.
As a result, many jokes were made, which will be recorded in the rubrics of each class, and after the competition, they will become reference records for these children's training for a long time to come.
Even in such a tense and hasty environment, there are still some special cases, such as the R186 team.
These kids can really be described as sincere.
In a competition that only lasted thirty-six weeks, the team was more serious than anyone else. In such a short period of time, they observed, tested, adjusted, got to know each other, and understood each other... This level of mental process was comparable to that of comrades who had fought side by side in actual combat.
This cohesion is so strong.
"What are these kids... preparing for?" Captain Lynch turned away from his group of overly carefree students and looked strangely at the screen that was broadcasting to Team R186.
In fact, there are now fewer teams left in the stadium. The small broadcast screens that were originally densely arranged have now been enlarged a lot, and the time for each shot rotation is much longer than the original interval.
Of course, the big screen in the center broadcasts the most exciting moments of each team. After all, what everyone wants to see more is the battle of strength or intelligence, rather than a team hiding away and enjoying a peaceful life. Therefore, the team with better performance will naturally get more rotation shots, which is also the choice of the audience watching in the stadium.
The large screen in the middle showed the current dynamics of the R186 team. A few people chatted for a while, and then as if they had discussed it beforehand, they began to move in an orderly manner in the energy point. It was not a small movement.
Seeing Huan Xian and Hillman, who were stronger, digging something with their tools, while Jiang Hui, Zhou Xiuwen and Clarence were paddling up and down around a large piece of rubber, all the teachers present felt a little strange.
What are they doing? Are they trying to dig holes at energy points to trap those who come after them
"Charlie, do you know what the 'trench' that kid was talking about came from?" Zapp asked the old acquaintance next to him in confusion.
Xia Li Fang, the head teacher of Class 7, shook her head. "Didn't the kid just say that he wanted to make an auxiliary tool for digging in the ground to cover the ground?"
"I heard it..." Zapp said helplessly, "I mean, where does this thing come from? It doesn't seem like something that an ordinary girl who has never experienced war can come up with."
Regardless of their military positions, most of them were soldiers who had participated in formal wars, and they were knowledgeable about many things. Basically, as long as Jiang Hui explained it briefly, they roughly knew what the purpose of digging these things was.
She was just a teenage girl. Even if she might have some knowledge of war due to her family, it was unlikely for her to come up with something so close to the reality of war out of thin air.
"Trenches were an auxiliary combat tool that was once popular in the old human era on the mother planet. Trenches were dug from the ground to avoid attacking bullets and to escape from bullets. However, with the progress of the times, the way of interstellar warfare has undergone earth-shaking changes, and this tactic has been abandoned for a long time." Stark, who heard the words from a distance, replied in a deep voice, looking at the few people in the field who were busy but also making arrangements in a similar manner, his eyes brightened slightly.