Under the guidance of several black-clothed instructors, the freshmen with obvious green faces were taken to a white room, and rows of egg-shaped cabins were neatly arranged in the room. The door was open, as if waiting for their arrival.
"This is where everyone learns about equipment operation projects. After entering the equipment, the system will use three minutes to collect everyone's personal information, and at the same time will generate everyone's personal holographic data in the system. The exercise results can be directly applied to actual training. The parameters of everyone in the system are the parameters of everyone in real life, and the pain setting is also 100%. Please don’t do things beyond your ability just because you are in a virtual environment. ."
A black-clothed instructor stood at the forefront and explained the use of the students. His expression seemed no different from usual, but his heart had already exploded: this is a military holographic training equipment under the military network! This is a complete collection of weapons, from the oldest weapons to the ones that are still being debugged at the front end. According to the authority granted, entrants can try weapons of various levels. In addition, there are various holographic training grounds here, as well as virtual scenes of major classic battles. Ordinary soldiers have no access to this system at all. This high-end combat readiness system is only available in military bases with four stars or above. In July, August, and September of a year, officers and soldiers from other bases smashed their heads in order to compete for the use of this system.
Even they were only granted the initial permission to use this system after one year of service! And these students who have only been at the base for a month are actually given the authority so easily, this, this, this is unreasonable!
However, despite the turbulent waves in his heart, the psychological qualities he had trained from years of service allowed him to control the expression on his face. They know at least one thing now, and that is: that icy, dead-faced instructor must have a high rank.
Those who can open the right to use military holographic training equipment at any time must be at least above the rank of brigadier general.
After secretly waking up, the black-clothed instructor's narration did not stop:
"According to the confidentiality regulations, all users are not allowed to use their real names in the device, so please ask for the identification name that will be used in the device in advance."
After digesting the words of the black-clothed instructor quickly, after two minutes of extra preparation time, the freshmen entered the white egg-shaped cabin under the guidance of each black-clothed instructor.
Like his classmates around him, Morgan is also very excited to climb in~(≧▽≦)/~
Just like crawling into Uncle Ipsey Long's belly, Muggan quickly crawled in. Taking the only seat inside, Mugan felt the seat start to tilt, and at the same time, the ankles, wrists, and head were all fixed by cold metal rings. This momentary feeling of being restrained shocked many new students, but Mugan did not.
For Mugan, who was raised by robotic parents, metal is the most relaxing texture.
When they were young, their homes were destroyed countless times due to the harsh living environment. Countless times, Mugan was taken by his father and uncles to flee everywhere. The sandstorm was so great that Mugan was often packed in his stomach by his uncles. It was dark and cold, but it was the safest place for Mugan.
Mugen remembered the past, and he was stunned.
It's been a month since he left home, and he's homesick.
Shaking his head, he felt more cold metal wires wrap around him.
That's the port, Mugan knew. He closed his eyes immediately, counted down ten times in his heart, and when he "opened" his eyes again, he was already standing in another place.
He tried jumping and jumping, feeling no different than usual. I raised my hand and looked at it, and even a blue mark left from training a few days ago is still there.
Mugen looked at his body in admiration, and at this moment, a cold mechanical sound came from the sky: "The recruits are completed, may I ask your name?"
"Muggan." Muggan replied reflexively.
"This ID does not meet the naming rules, please change your name."
Mugen was stunned for a while, and then he remembered that the system was not asking him what his name was, but asked him to name the avatar.
"Olivia, I want to be called Olivia." He said the name he had thought of a long time ago.
"Character registration is complete, I wish you a prosperous martial arts in the next journey."
Without a lengthy explanation, in the blink of an eye, Mugen was ejected from the room, and the next second he was standing among his classmates.
Mugen came early, there were not many students on the scene, and the wallflower department, which had arrived earlier, seemed crowded at this time.
"We all like holographic games. This kind of registration is not difficult for us." The game time is much more than other departments. These reasons for the poor academic performance of the wallflower department have become the first step for them. reason.
"Well, I also like playing games~(≧▽≦)/~" Mugen also nodded in agreement.
Although the people have not arrived yet, the students have already stood in their positions according to their usual practice positions. After a month of strict queue practice, they have developed certain habits. Obviously, this habit is caused by the instructors. The things they liked to hear, the instructors who had arrived long before them couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction in secret.
But they didn't wait too long, and within ten minutes, the freshmen arrived one after another. Seeing where they are now, the freshmen show the same curiosity.
They are now standing on the edge of a huge cliff, the mountains are rugged, and there is no greenery nearby. Under the instruction of the instructor, they lined up in a line on the edge of the cliff.
"Today's training program won't be freehand rock climbing, right? That's not right, obviously they are already standing on the top of the cliff? Is it possible that they should return from the cliff with their bare hands?" Many freshmen muttered in their hearts at the time. People immediately began to measure the height of the cliff with their eyes: it was easy for the prototype to fly down, but it was a little harder to go down in human form...
Just as the freshmen were imagining what would happen next, there was a muffled thunder-like sound from below the cliff. The two opposite directions ran quickly.
Is it the herd? The freshmen thought so at first, but as the shadows got closer, they finally realized that it was not a herd at all, but a human being!
These human beings were naked with strong chests, and only the heart and head were covered with crude metal armor. They held a round shield in the left and a giant axe in the right. They rode on the huge terrestrial dragon beast and drove quickly from a distance. Terrain Dragon Beast stepped on the ground with heavy footsteps, and the rising dust enveloped the team like fog.
The freshmen have noticed one thing: Even in the fast-moving way, they still maintain a serious formation. Uniform movements, uniform equipment, these are two armies! Only military personnel can do this kind of rigor!
Realizing this, the freshmen were immediately excited. However, the month of training was not in vain. No matter how excited they were, their formation never changed, and no one shouted. They quietly maintained their original formation and stood on the edge of the cliff, watching the two teams below. The team met.
The number of people on both sides is quite large, roughly estimated: there are as many as 100,000 people!
The leader stood at the forefront of the team, and behind him was a soldier holding a battle flag high. Following the leader's order, the flag bearer immediately waved the battle flag down, and the army behind them exploded. A long roar, accompanied by the roar, the two teams rushed forward frantically, the two black shadows merged into one in an instant, and the battle started like this!
It was an extremely brutal fight.
Without any high-tech weapons, soldiers can only rely on their strong bodies and long-trained fighting skills. The huge shield is the only thing that can protect them. Once they are shaken, their fate is only tragic death.
The head was scrutinized by the giant axe in the enemy's hands, and the body still holding the battle axe was like a doll out of control, falling heavily into the dust, and the terrain dragon beast under the rider still didn't know the tragic death of his knight. It was trying hard to bite the huge body of the dragon beast on the opposite terrain.
Incomplete corpses gradually covered the entire battlefield, human, terrain dragon beast. The blood flowed into rivers, and the dry land that had been yellow-brown was moistened with blood, and it vaguely looked like black fertile soil.
This is no longer a battle, but a war.
The leader of the team on the left finally cut off the head of the leader on the opposite side, and held the other's head high in the air with his eyes wide open, and a wild beast-like roar came out of his mouth.
Motivated by the leader's actions, his soldiers cut down the enemy on the opposite side one after another. In the process, the enemy's battle flag was also broken. The battle flag fell into the soil and was trampled by the terrain dragon beasts. The blood was so soaked that the original color could no longer be seen.
The battle ended with the victory of the left team.
There was another roar in the team, and the soldiers looked at the position of the standard bearer. At this time, the standard bearer should hold the battle flag high and wave it vigorously in the air to celebrate the victory of the war, but—
While watching the battle, the main focus was on the leaders and soldiers of both sides. The freshmen did not pay attention to the flag-bearer of both sides. Only at this time did they and their companions notice the flag-bearer: the flagpole was still firmly erected there, even if it was stained. Filled with blood, the battle flag still fluttered in the air, but the flag bearer had been dead for a long time.
His head was chopped off by the enemy at some point, but his body still stood proudly in place, holding the flagpole deep into the ground with both hands, and protecting the flagpole with force, he died in a standing position.
Watching his movements, one can almost immediately imagine what happened in the last moments of his life.
At the moment when the head flew away, the loyal and conscientious flag bearer slammed the flagpole into the soil at the last moment of his life—
He is dead, but his flag is not dead, just like a road sign stands firmly there, always cheering up his companions to advance bravely!
The heads of all the captives were cut off, and the soldiers of the victorious side rearranged their queues according to their original formations. Although they were victorious, the price of victory was extremely tragic. The entire team of at least 100,000 people is now only half left, and the death rate of terrain dragon beasts is higher. Many soldiers lost their mounts, and their companions let them He sat behind him.
The round shield was hit hard with the handle of the axe in his hand, and the soldiers whose round shield was broken hit the ground with the handle of the axe, and they said goodbye to their companions in this way.
Not only this flag bearer, but also many more companions who also died in this war.
A soldier stood up, forcibly pulled out the battle flag from the dead flag bearer's hand, and held the battle flag high in the air. This team, which had just gone through a bloody battle, moved on.
And their companions stayed there, forever.
The place was silent.
Faced with such a result, the freshmen were stunned, and some of them even cried. Not scared, many of them didn't know why they were crying.
Frafetal only spoke at this time.
"The virtual scene just now is not a fictitious thing, but we watched a war on a remote planet ten years ago. The local civilization is still in a very early stage, there are no high-tech weapons, and the orientation of the war mainly depends on the strength of the military. and the wisdom of the commander."
"The war ended with the victory of the left team, but in the data collation after the event we found an astonishing fact: the number of troops on the right side of the two sides in the war was 150,000, while the number of troops on the left was only 90,000. Yu people, with such a huge disparity, the side with the smaller number still won the final victory, I think, by watching the record just now, everyone should understand the reason for that."
"Removing the influence of weapons, I have always believed that "people" are the most basic elements that determine victory in a war."
"Believe in your own strength, believe in the strength of your companions, no matter what position you are assigned to, you must be faithful to your duties until the last moment. I hope everyone can at least understand this."
His eyes swept across the faces of several students who were in tears, swept over the thoughtful Brad, and finally landed on the expressionless face of Mugen. The corners of Flaffetal's mouth curved slightly. With his hands behind his back, he then announced: "Very good, then we will start today's training."