As the team leader and instructor shouted, "Everyone is to everyone", the students stood by at the shooting positions marked with their respective student numbers.

Next, the instructors and inspectors of the team reported the scores one by one as they walked.

"No. 175, marching with honors, shooting six shots and three hits, comprehensive results...... Inferior. ”

"No. 176, second-class march, shooting six shots and one hit, the overall score is ...... Unqualified. ”

"No. 177, the end of the march, shooting six shots and four hits, the overall score is ...... Inferior. ”

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Number 177 was Weiss's cadet number, and he let out a long breath when he heard his results. The academic performance of the Gaston Military Academy is usually divided into four grades: excellent, secondary, last, and unqualified.

In the desk drawer of the dormitory, Weiss saw the final transcript of "himself" in the previous academic year, only 1 of the 9 courses was inferior, the remaining 8 were the last class, and 4 of them were marked with the word retake, no wonder he would rank last among more than 200 students, but fortunately the retake subjects were finally passed, otherwise, he would not be standing here now.

In Baston students, the preliminary examination score at the beginning of each academic year accounts for 20% of the final score, although the absolute proportion is not high, but for a "scumbag" like Weiss, in order to successfully pass all the assessments and strive for a more ideal ranking, every link must do their best.

"No. 178, second-class march, shooting six shots and three hits, the overall score is ...... Inferior. ”

"No. 179, marching honors, shooting six shots and five hits, comprehensive results...... Top. ”

"No. 180, the end of the march, shooting six shots and one hit, the overall score is ...... Unqualified. ”

No. 179 is the handsome mixed-race guy who just talked to Weiss, this achievement can be regarded as a scholar-level existence!

"Xueba" turned his head and happened to meet Weiss's gaze.

Weiss nodded at him, and he nodded slightly at Weiss.

Weiss's eyes narrowed, and a familiar, white frame appeared in his sight.

Biofunction 2.5/2.5

Mental vitality 3.4/3.9

Combat potential 8.1-22.6

Equivalent protection 6.3-7.9

Action speed 11.4-30.8

These values are very good, and some of them seem to be close to the elite fighters of the special operations forces. Weiss couldn't help but feel a little frustrated: Why does God favor some people?

After reporting the results on the spot, the team leader and instructor announced that everyone would rest in place for half an hour, and then conduct a static shooting assessment.

Hearing the disbandment order, Weiss sat down. If it weren't for his image, he would have collapsed on the ground like mud.

After sitting for a while, I saw the baby-faced little brother pacing over with a grizzled face: "Hey, you seem to be in a good mood, you have passed all the subjects just now?" ”

"Well, it's a risky pass." Weiss replied.

The little brother bared his teeth and said, "In this way, your family's test does have a magical effect!" Take me to practice next time? ”

Weiss suddenly rose up and squinted at the strength of this guy.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, just look at it and make a new discovery.

Biofunction 2.4/2.4

Mental vitality 5.1/5.6

Combat potential 9.4-35.2

Equivalent protection 4.2-10.0

Action speed 10.9-38.8

If I'm not mistaken, this is the first "humanoid creature" that Weiss has seen since he crossed over to reach 5 mental vitality, and besides, the combat potential, equivalent protection, and action speed of this thing are actually only slightly inferior to the federal special operations elites he has encountered. Although Weiss can't accurately parse the corresponding abilities of these data, in terms of numbers, this product will not be reduced to a scumbag! Could it be ...... What's behind it?

To Weiss's delight, though, the virtual frame is green. In other words, the other party sincerely regards himself as a friend.

Probably seeing that Wei Si was silent, the little brother raised his eyebrows and said, "Conditional?" Say! Just say! If I can agree, I will not refuse. ”

"Do we have to talk about terms for everything?" Weiss asked rhetorically.

The baby-faced little brother hesitated, "Uh...... Talk about it or not, it's all your will, there's nothing wrong with it! ”

Weiss carefully looked at his expression when he spoke, and felt that he was not the type of stupid son of the landlord's family, but was accustomed to opening the way with money or status, and did not know how to really interact with people.

"Okay! Next time you have a holiday, I'll take you to experience it! Absolute! ”

"Unconditionally?" The little brother clasped his hands on his chest and looked puzzled.

"Hmm!"

"Yesterday unconditionally sent me a battle model, and today unconditionally promised to take me to experience, hey, Dragon, why do I think you are holding back your big move?" The baby-faced guy looked at Weiss with some wariness.

Weiss shook his head: "When you experience the moment of life and death one day, you will understand that everything is not worth mentioning, and comradeship is hard to buy!" ”

"Hmm...... Your words convinced me. "And, I see sincerity in your eyes." ”

Weiss rubbed the corners of his eyes and pulled out a grain of eye droppings: "Well, that's all I have in my eyes." ”

The baby-faced guy was stunned, then laughed. His laughter was so unbridled that the students around him cast curious glances, and the instructors and inspectors standing not far away were also alarmed. Weiss noticed that one of the inspectors had a bad expression and seemed to be angry and reprimanded, but when he realized who was laughing out loud, the anger actually held back!

Weiss was stunned, and then looked at the sad guy in front of him again. Ya's background is definitely not small, but what makes people curious is that he can rely on his identity to get special care from the school, but he accepts these high-load and difficult coursework assessments with ordinary students, and his grades are not satisfactory. Is it because he doesn't care about the academic grades of the military school, or is there something else behind it?

The break was coming to an end, and Weiss was already thinking about a static shooting test later. I have to say that the fat vice president is indeed a guy who does not take the usual path, and when he got the pre-examination plan for all subjects, he personally formulated a special training plan for Weiss, did not take drugs, did not cheat, and improved the test scores purely in a tactical and strategic way, which could not be done without a flexible mind and careful thinking.

"Oh, look! The goddess is coming! ”

"Oh, full marks for appearance, full marks for figure, worthy of being the goddess of Baston!"

Hearing the whispers of the students next to him, Weiss followed their gaze curiously. I saw a female officer in a khaki dress standing with the instructor and inspector. The male instructors and male inspectors, either burly or stocky, were set off by them, and the tall female officer seemed to be a little red from the green. Whether it is the slightly powdered side face, the proudly standing "murder weapon", the vigorous and upright buttocks, or the slender calves wearing boots under the skirt, they are enough to make the eyes of the students who are strong and have been with the same sex all day long.

As a young man with normal physical and psychological conditions, Weiss couldn't help but take a few more looks. At this time, she turned her head and threw a glance at Weis, and Wei's pupils suddenly dilated.

It's her?

That's right, it's her! The female soldier who had an accidental collision with Grumman Group in the "Paradise Garden" of the Grumman Group, Octavier Grumman, is the only daughter of Grumman Group director Henry Grumman. During the training, Weiss learned something about her from the fat vice president's men. In terms of her father's shares in the Grumman Group alone, this beautiful woman is worth more than 10 million, but she resolutely dedicated her youth to the federal army, not only becoming the youngest female captain in history, but also the first female instructor in non-medical subjects since the establishment of the Baseton Military Academy.

Thinking back to what she had said that day, Weiss thought she should have been asking the inspector about her grades. In the four tests that have ended so far, in addition to riding a horse is the last grade, military theory, individual bunker excavation, and marching shooting are all inferior, which is not outstanding among the students of the same level, but it is not as respectful as before.

Due to the distance, Weiss did not make eye contact with the tsundere iceberg beauty. After a short while, the team leader and instructor announced the end of the rest and entered the static shooting test.

At the firing position corresponding to each cadet's number, there is an inconspicuous oiled paper bag containing ammunition matching the "Grumman Burning Stick". The caliber of this bullet is 3.2PIR, which is equivalent to 16 mm of the earth's measurement scale, and the length of the bullet is about 10 centimeters, which is slightly thicker and shorter than the special bullet of the Type 75 14.5 mm anti-aircraft machine gun, and is equivalent to a medium-sized carrot. In terms of caliber and size, it can almost be counted into the category of machine shells.

There are standard operating procedures for static shooting, and these "common sense" Weiss has already made up for it in the fat vice president's special training course. Like all the students, he took out three three-round magazines from the oiled paper bag, two of which were stuffed into the ammunition pack around his waist, and the remaining one was directly loaded into the bullet magazine of the progressive gun, and muttered in his heart: Fight hard, grit your teeth and persevere, pass the assessment, and eat chicken at night!