After sending Raymond to the open-air base, Weaver was led by the staff of the War Yard to the base's central control tower.

Here, you can watch the whole process of the game in great detail through the monitoring device.

But by the time Weaver arrived, two of her old friends had already arrived first.

The first is the director of the spy academy who had gossiped about it on the phone with her before - Claude, a middle-aged white man who looked to be in his fifties.

Dressed in a crisp gray suit, with a pair of classic-style gold-rimmed glasses resting on the bridge of his nose, and a mahogany cane in his hand, he looks like a middle-aged gentleman who has stepped off the cover of a fashion magazine.

Along with Claude was an Asian-American man who looked slightly weak and wore a boxy pair of black-rimmed glasses, perhaps because he was well maintained, and his age was not clear.

His name was Vincent, and he was the president of the Communication Academy.

At this point, among the deans of the four major branches, except for Leonid, the dean of the combat academy, who personally went to the competition, the other three were all present.

Claude's eyes were sharp, and he spotted Weaver as soon as possible, and greeted him warmly, "Agent Weaver, why are you here now, we've been waiting for you for a long time......"

"You've been waiting for my information for a long time, haven't you?" Weaver rolled his eyes in annoyance.

"Good afternoon, Agent Weaver." Vincent greeted him very gentlemanly.

The two men are clearly dressed like Claude more like gentlemen, but they behave in the opposite way.

"I thought only Claude would be so gossipy, but I didn't expect Agent Vincennes to come too." Weaver was noticeably much more polite to Vincent than to Claude.

It's just that politeness is often inversely proportional to familiarity, and obviously Weaver has a better relationship with Claude, which is why Claude is so informal.

Vincent smiled slightly: "If it was just Agent Leon's matter, I shouldn't be very interested, but I can't help but pay attention to Dr. Raymond's matter, Agent Weaver, you should also know, I actually thought about recruiting Dr. Raymond to our communication institute for a long time, but I didn't expect ......"

Weaver nodded, in understanding.

may also be because Raymond is half Chinese, and when he was a visiting professor at the college before, he had a very good relationship with Dean Vincent, who was also Chinese.

If Raymond chooses by relationship, then he should definitely go to the Communication Academy.

"Agent Weaver, are you going to keep it a secret at this time? Why Leonid and that Dr. Raymond agreed on this competition, you can reveal it. Claude asked.

Weaver also hesitated when he heard this, probably thinking that there was no need to keep it secret at this point, anyway, they would know soon enough, so he briefly summarized the matter.

"What? Integrated Combat Class?! ”

Claude, who understood what was happening, was also dumbfounded, and sighed, "No wonder Leonid reacted so much, if it were me, I guess I would have jumped to my feet......"

Vincent's focus was not quite the same, but he frowned slightly and asked in a deep voice, "Agent Weaver, you mean that Principal Dugan has agreed to this matter before?" ”

"Not bad." Weaver nodded.

"Is that so......" Vincent thought, "then it looks like Agent Leon is going to suffer this time." ”

“？？？”

Claude looked at Vincent inexplicably, and touched his forehead, "Agent Vincent, are you okay, is it because of a fever?" It's not hot......"

"Don't talk nonsense, we're going to get started-"

Weaver suddenly noticed that two sub-shots had appeared on the central screen of the central control tower, namely 'Raymond' and Leonid, who had changed into training combat uniforms.

The horn of the open-air base also sounded at this time, and the countdown began:

"Ten, nine, eight...... Two, one, let's go! ”

The moment the "start" command came out of the loudspeaker, Leonid in the storyboard suddenly moved!

As he began to act, like a cheetah, he rushed straight to the weapons room that belonged to him!

At a distance of about fifty meters, it only took him six or seven seconds to rush in, and at the same time, the storyboard that belonged to him had already switched to an indoor shot in his weapons room.

There is a countdown on the screen, and the two of them must enter the weapons room from the starting point within two minutes, and leave the weapons room after identifying and assembling the firearms within that time limit.

If you don't leave for more than two minutes, the door to the weapon room will be locked, and the match will be lost!

That's why Leonid ran so fast.

However, in stark contrast, in another sub-shot on the screen, 'Raymond' was walking unhurriedly to his weapon room, without the slightest sense of urgency.

In just fifty meters, he walked for nearly half a minute at least, just like a walk.

Seeing Leonid on the left side of the storyboard quickly rummaging through a pile of parts in the weapons room, and having picked out a few items, it is obvious that he has found a clue, while the 'Raymond' on the right has just walked into the weapons room, Claude can't help but be a little stunned:

"Dr. Raymond is this self-defeating?"

Not only him, but even Vincent, who had just said that Leonid might suffer this time a moment ago, couldn't help but wonder if something had gone wrong with his previous judgment.

Weaver was similar, with a slightly confused expression, not knowing what he was thinking.

By the time the countdown time had passed a minute, Leonid in the left storyboard looked like he had finished his selection and began to quickly assemble the parts he had selected.

On the other hand, 'Raymond' on the right still maintains his rhythm, picking from a pile of parts in a hurry, looking like he is shopping in the supermarket, not in a hurry at all.

By the time time had come to a minute and twenty seconds, Leonid had already assembled!

What he assembled was a reconnaissance rifle, and many people who watched the competition through the camera recognized this gun-

[Steyr.Scout.Sniper.Rifle], scientific name bird sniper, portable version of sniper rifle.

Although it is far less powerful and has no range than a sniper rifle, it is much lighter, making it a perfect choice for this kind of fixed-point defense scenario where there are not many enemies.

Claude and Vincent were both high-level agents of S.H.I.E.L.D., so they naturally recognized them at first sight.

Even Weaver, a non-field agent, recognized the gun.

"Actually found the most suitable gun in such a short time, Leonid, that guy ......" Weaver, who recognized this gun, couldn't help but be a little worried about Raymond.

"Dr. Raymond seems to have picked out the parts and started assembling them." Claude reminded.

With his reminder, Weaver moved his gaze to the right -

"Desert Eagle?"

At the same time, Vincent's slightly strange voice came from his ears.