Chapter Seventy-Three: A Familiar Knife Technique

Early in the morning, the 95th class of students warmed up in the training ground and prepared to run and drill.

The trio of Yang Su got together, and Da Da Fu and Sun Beiwang gossiped while stretching.

"Boss, did you really get together with Instructor Li?"

"You don't have to ask. Visiting the campus every night, we all know it, you are still in the same class as him? ”

"No, I mean, didn't he just like robots before?"

"It's over. I'll tell you one thing, I heard that Instructor Li is not simple, and we have to walk around her even when we see her......"

In the trio, Yang Su was reluctant to have too much contact with people, and he made a murderous name early and Zhao Pengzhan secretly smeared him, and basically had no friends; The huge blessing is annoying, cheap, and has no friends; Sun Beiwang is different.

The 52-year-old veteran student is an old man, rich in experience, and tactful. Although he often mixes with Yang Su and Da Da Fu, he has a good relationship with other ordinary students and instructors.

No, the two were joking at Yang Su, and Da Dafu suddenly saw more than 30 people passing by in the distance, and asked casually: "Who are those people, it doesn't seem to be from our school." ”

The more than 30 people were also wearing training uniforms, but they were obviously different from the Southern Army, and the direction should be to go to another training ground.

"The cadets of the Nanjiang Military Academy arrived at noon yesterday."

"What are you doing in our Southern Army?"

"Inter-school exchanges, today I will learn from the second and third grade students of our school, I heard that there are also battle armor confrontations and mecha confrontations."

Da Dafu scratched his head: "Old Sun, how do you know everything, where did you hear about it?" ”

"Last night a couple of us listened to the instructor brag beep, he told us. He also said that Jiang Jun has a female thief, who seems to be called Bai or something, and has the same surname as our company commander. Last year, when he was only in the first grade, he represented Jiang Jun to participate in inter-school exchanges, and won the second-year students of our school in the mecha confrontation......"

The Nanjiang Military Academy, also located in Nanjiang Province, is one of the B-level military academies of the Shenzhou Empire. In order to avoid confusion with the South China Military Academy, they are referred to as Jiang Jun.

At this time of the year, the two military academies will conduct inter-school exchanges, arranging for second- and third-year cadets to compete, and each time the Southern Army wins.

Last year, Jiang Jun killed a dark horse, participated in inter-school exchanges as a first-year rookie, and defeated Wang Ruoke, a student of the 93rd class of the Southern Army, in a mecha confrontation, causing a sensation.

Wang Ruoke is one of the 93rd special recruits of the Southern Army, ranking seventh among the 93rd mecha actual combat students, with outstanding strength. As a result, he lost to Jiang Jun's first-year rookie, which was a big surprise.

In the morning, the 95th class of the Southern Army cadets arranged according to the curriculum, the training of the training, and the class of the class; The trainees of the Jiangjun Exchange Group conducted training in a special training room.

In one of the mecha simulation training rooms, an eight-meter-tall fiery red mecha is holding a big knife, sweeping, chopping, dialing, cutting, sweeping, nai, chopping, and sudden.

Half an hour later, the mech stopped.

After a while, the knife was released again, and there were not many tricks, but the style changed greatly - the person turned with the knife, the knife changed with the body, the wrist was strong and the waist was soft, the pace was flexible, and the sword gland faintly covered the mecha in it.

Bai Yiyong stood outside the training room and saw this scene through the virtual screen, and his eyes suddenly widened.

My little sister's own technique!

Last year, with this set of techniques, he defeated Wang Ruoke in the 93rd session!

After another five minutes, the door of the training room opened automatically, and Bai Yifei walked out with her head tied to her ponytail like frost, covered in sweat.

"Little sister!"

Bai Yiyong took the initiative to say hello, but Bai Yifei turned a deaf ear, walked to the rest area and picked up a towel to wipe his sweat, and didn't look at Bai Yiyong during the period, as if he didn't exist.

"Are you still angry with the fourth brother, have you seen the uncle?" Bai Yiyong walked over with a smile, habitually touching his head to kill, but Bai Yifei avoided it sideways.

"Lieutenant Colonel Bai, please don't move your hands and feet."

Bai Yiyong retracted his hand stupidly and changed the topic to a flattering topic: "Is Bao'er okay?" Speaking of which, my uncle hasn't seen him for a long time. ”

"I've let you guys down. Although Bao'er was born prematurely in August, she is very healthy without illness or disaster. ”

"Little sister! It's just a momentary speech, how can you take it seriously. The family is worried about you and Bao'er, can you bring Bao'er back? Even if you want to go to a military school, you can come to the Southern Army, and you will be taken care of by your uncle, no better than you in the Jiang Army? And Bao'er can be better taken care of. ”

"I think Jiang Jun is very good, and Bao'er doesn't have to worry about you. Lieutenant Colonel Bai, please leave, otherwise I will report to our Principal Ning, you peeked at our Jiang Army cadet training! ”

"You...... Little sister, how did you become like this, alas-"

Bai Yiyong sighed and left helplessly, and went to the principal of the Southern Army to complain.

Bai Yifei was unfazed, rested for a while and continued training.

……

In the afternoon, the exchange between the students of the two schools officially began.

There are three categories: Combat Maintenance Arm Battle, Warframe Battle, and Mecha Battle.

In each category, each side sent ten cadets to battle.

In order to prevent injuries to students with damaged equipment during the battle, they are all carried out in the virtual space simulated by the system.

The 93rd, 94th, and 95th classes of the Southern Army were organized and observed in the classroom through the system's virtual projection.

Jiang Jun's side is the same, with the help of long-distance real-time transmission technology, organizing first, second, and third grade trainees to watch the battle.

The first-year students of the two military academies took a purely theoretical class for two weeks, and today they were extremely excited to see the actual combat application for the first time.

Zhao Pengzhan's eyes lit up: "It's a pity that the mecha hasn't been developed yet, so I can only choose the battle armor." This year's rookie king must be taken down, and the new type of armor rewarded must be my ......"

Ma Kai secretly pondered: "The battle armor is really powerful, no wonder the little white face surnamed Zhao boasted that he could beat me in half a year." Am I stupid enough not to wear armor? When I put on my armor, I might be able to beat the little white face surnamed Yang......"

Da Dafu bit his fingers: "The combat maintenance arm is too good, and it is the most suitable for me." When the time comes, whether it's a human or a robot, I can tear him apart......"

Yang Su yawned: "Boring ......"

He had been on a mission with the Sword Tiger Squad and had seen the actual combat use of the Warframe and Combat Maintenance Arm.

It was a life-and-death struggle in reality, far from being comparable to a simulated battle in the virtual space.

Moreover, the actual combat level of the 90th class of students is very high, and the second- and third-year students have a taste of rookies pecking each other compared to them, and Yang Su is not interested.

As for the mecha, both in appearance and in combat performance, it is similar to the original Earth science fiction movie. It's just that no hot weapons are installed, and the two sides compete with special cold weapons.

For Yang Su, there is no reference value.

If he was chased by a mecha, he would have no choice but to escape.

If you can't escape, you're dead.

It wasn't until Bai Yifei appeared that Yang Su's interest was aroused.

He stared at the fiery red mecha holding a big knife on Jiang Jun's side, full of suspicion: How are these knives a bit like a gossip knife?