After resting for two days, the special training began, and just the initial adaptation training had already made Mu Chen a little miserable.

Early in the morning, the elder Charlie took Mu Chen to a gravity training room, where the space is not small, and all kinds of fitness equipment and machinery are neatly arranged.

"From now on, your daily physical training will be carried out here, so let's get used to it today, and start with 1.5 times the gravity."

"1.5 times, that doesn't sound like much." Mu Chen nodded in agreement.

Mu Chen's weight is about 75 kilograms, and 1.5 times the gravity means that he is only carrying 37.5 kilograms, which is really nothing to him.

But when Old Charlie started the equipment, Mu Chen found that it was not as simple as he imagined, 1.5 times the gravity, it was not that he was carrying less than 40 kilograms, but that no part of his body was bearing this weight at the same time.

Even moving your fingers requires a lot of effort.

Mu Chen received this kind of training for the first time, and he was not used to it, and began to jog on the treadmill with heavy steps.

When I usually train, jogging is just a simple warm-up link for Mu Chen, a guy with good physical fitness, and he won't even sweat after running for 5 kilometers.

But jogging under 1.5 times gravity was really a bit laborious, and in less than 5 minutes, Mu Chen's sweat covered his forehead, and his breath began to become heavy.

"Made, I didn't think this was called weight-bearing training, people were carrying weights with sandbags and stuff like that, and it would become a gravity room for me." Mu Chen couldn't help but mutter, when he thought that 1.5 times was just his own adaptation training, he was a little big, according to Old Charlie's temperament, it wouldn't take long to increase the difficulty for himself, and it would not be easy to have a good time.

"Hurry up, grind like a, don't waste me time!" Instructor Charlie reprimanded dissatisfied.

Mu Chen had no choice but to increase his speed, but fortunately, his physique was not bad, and there would be no muscle fatigue in a short period of time.

The 20-kilometer weight-bearing run can be completed in an hour instead of the usual Muchen, and you can even continue to do other training. But in the gravity room, the 20 kilometers took him twice as long to complete.

Finally finished 20 kilometers, Mu Chen sat on the ground, panting constantly, and the training clothes on his body were completely wet with sweat, as if he had just swam out of the water.

"Look at your little bit of energy, this distance can be tired like this." Instructor Charlie pouted in disgust.

"Whew, Whew......"

Mu Chen couldn't take care of him anymore at this time, his heart in his chest was about to explode, and his whole body ached.

"Instructor, I, a space pilot, don't need to do such high-intensity physical training, right?" It took a long time for Mu Chen to calm down his breath, and asked with some doubts, this kind of intensity training, even a heavily armored mechanical soldier rarely uses it, what is he practicing as a pilot.

"Less nonsense, all you have to do is follow orders." Old Charlie didn't want to explain to him at all, and said seriously.

"This old thing just turned his face and didn't recognize people, and he was smiling and eating together yesterday, and today he will practice me to death." Mu Chen thought dissatisfiedly, but as a warrior, it was his duty to obey orders, and he still had these qualities.

"Your weight training takes too long, add another 20 kilometers in the morning."

"Huh?" Mu Chen was a little panicked, this gave me more practice for no reason, and the reason was too far-fetched, right?

"What, too little? That's 25 kilometers. ”

"Not ......"

"30 km!"

Mu Chen rolled his eyes and closed his mouth very knowingly, this old thing is obviously deliberate, let him continue like this, don't think about sleeping tonight, this stubborn dead old man can stare at him all night.

"Take a 5-minute break, and then go to the shooting range next door for firearms shooting practice!"

"Yes!" Mu Chen has learned to be smart, this kind of devil instructor shouldn't expect them to have any sympathy at all, even if the characters are tired, they won't look at you more, so let's do it honestly.

The guns in the shooting range are very complete, there are all kinds of kinetic guns and energy guns, and there are many weapons that Mu Chen has never seen before, presumably new models that have only been developed recently.

There is hardly any man who doesn't like guns, Mu Chen is no exception, in the past in the study warehouse, there is no less research on these things, and he can be regarded as a more senior gun fan, but there are fewer opportunities for practical operation, and there are fewer firearms that he really masters.

Looking at these various weapons neatly arranged on the gun rack, Mu Chen's eyes involuntarily began to glow.

"Don't worry, each of these weapons will give you enough to play." Old Charlie smiled maliciously.

Mu Chen couldn't help but shudder, there are more than 1,000 kinds of firearms here, is it difficult to let yourself master them all?

There's no reason, even a special sniper can't master so many firearms, and as a space pilot, shouldn't you just choose a few suitable weapons for self-defense? Why master them all?

"Report to the instructor, I don't understand."

"Tell me, if there's anything you don't understand, I can make an exception and explain it to you." Old Charlie said with a smile, but there was no emotion in his tone, and he was as cold as a robot.

"According to the training standards of space pilots, I only need to choose two weapons for self-defense, why train so many weapons? It is even necessary to master gunpowder-type weapons that have been obsolete by the troops. ”

"Oh, let me make it clear to you, not only do you have to be proficient in all the firearms here, but you also have to make sure that any weapon in your hand can achieve a hit rate of more than 90 percent, otherwise you don't want to graduate from the training camp, and don't want to fly your space fighter, do you understand? As for the reason, you can see that you are unhappy with a few of our instructors. Old Charlie took out the flask in his arms, took a sip of it, and said indifferently, with a shitty expression on his face, "That's it, what can you do to me?" Attitude.

Mu Chen was so angry that his teeth itched, what kind of bullshit explanation is this, it is purely to build his own happiness on the pain of others, and he is completely happy to torture Lao Tzu.

Mu Chen simply didn't bother with it, and he was also in pain, maybe this old thing was getting more excited, so let's practice honestly.

There are more than 1,000 kinds of firearms, many of which are large-caliber sniper rifles with huge recoil, and there are many anti-materiel sniper rifles, which are not used several times in the current era, almost 100 years, and have long been replaced by more powerful laser energy firearms.