The roaring sound of the charge outside the trench was getting closer and closer, and the sound of the friction of the mechanical parts of the individual armor due to the high-speed charge had become clear and abnormal.

Under Bai Zhi's scrutinizing gaze, the little man's face turned red, and he couldn't tell that because Bai Zhi gave people a terrifying impression or was ashamed in his heart, he held his neck with a bit of a wooden feeling, and said forcefully: "Don't look at me like that!" I'm a bite! Let's make up, look at it, come on, don't look at it, you can do whatever you say! Isn't it just being 'killed', Lao Tzu has been told to me since he was born that Lao Tzu's fate is to die on the battlefield, and it's not a big deal to experience it in advance! ”

glanced at Bai Zhi provocatively, the little man gritted his teeth, replaced the rifle battery with two clicks, and jumped out of the trench with a hot head and a strange scream.

For the first time, the little man, who had ordinary tactical skills, seemed to fantasize himself as a powerful warrior charging into battle, and under the impetus of his individual armor, he trampled up a cloud of smoke and dust almost behind him, and rushed towards the oncoming enemy.

The tank group has long rushed through this line of defense, and now the infantry that appears in front of the little man is the same equipment, although it is the same equipment, the performance of the equipment, and the various systems are generally the same, but the specific combat effectiveness depends on the soldiers themselves who operate the single-step armor.

The aiming system can provide accurate ballistics, but whether it can hit the enemy moving at high speed depends on the soldier's own operation, and the power assist system can provide not weak external force assistance, but how to accurately use the external force on the blade also depends on the operation of the soldier.

The occasional hot-blooded little man, as if he had found the feeling of a warrior, rushed straight towards the enemy with an absolute superiority in numbers with a laser rifle.

Now there is only one thought in the little man's big head, hold on a little longer, hold on a little longer, finally become a hero, how can you hold on a little longer to not be ashamed!

One second, ten seconds, fifty seconds, I wipe, why haven't I "died" yet!

At first, he looked like a divine help, and he rushed into the encirclement of a large number of enemies with a single gun, as if possessed by a lucky god, and he didn't even get a shot, but scolded and scolded under his own gun, and the students who stood in place and were judged to be out of the game are about to gather into a beautiful landscape.

Even where his gun did not reach, there were a large number of students who looked behind him depressedly with resentful eyes.

Wait a minute! The little man was stunned.

The muzzle of the gun has not arrived? Behind yourself?

There was a sudden pause, and the little man looked behind him.

Behind the little man, Bai Zhi, who didn't know where to get a laser rifle, only relied on the strength of his body to firmly follow behind the little man wearing individual armor, one laser rifle in one hand, seemingly messy and random fingers in high-speed movement, but it can always bring a lot of casualties.

Bai Zhi's seemingly straight line charge, in the observation system of the small man's individual armor, it seems that he can't judge the opponent's next landing point, the continuous aiming point change prompts, and the awkward and abnormal incongruity in the vision make the little man have the urge to vomit.

In the end, it almost became Bai Zhi's performance alone, almost referring to where to fight, not to mention the students who pointed the muzzle of the gun at the two, even if they moved their eyes over, they would usher in a series of shots, most of the attacking students, even how they got out of the game, they were automatically locked by the electronic monitoring system The energy supply of the equipment was automatically locked, and under the interruption of the power of the individual armor, a bunch of students fell to the ground in a sudden incongruous feeling.

The sound of swearing filled a small area, but when everyone found out that there were only two enemies, to be precise, there was only one person from beginning to end who performed a magic trick to get everyone out, and even when this big guy didn't even have individual armor.

A large group of students who were judged to be out of the game even forgot to leave, and there was no longer the initial resentment in their eyes, and when they looked at Bai Zhi, they were almost looking at the legendary monster.

Bai Zhi clicked, and neatly replaced the rifle battery, 1v236, all the members "killed", but he was confident that no one could aim the muzzle at himself!

If it was replaced by contact with Thor's hammer, Bai Zhi could not be so clean, even if it was far beyond the physique of ordinary space marines, but it was still limited to flesh and blood, just like the hardness and toughness of bones, even if the strength of the bones was large, if they were not changed from the most basic material structure, they would eventually have their limits.

And since the moment he picked up Thor's hammer, using Thor's hammer to baptize his inadvertent psionic energy over and over again, Bai Zhi's body, which had reached the extreme of flesh and blood, actually began a slow and firm evolution again in the impossible!

It's like the baptism of spiritual energy has opened a treasure trove for Bai Zhi's body, and a trace of spiritual energy belonging to Bai Zhi, like a wandering caterpillar, is hidden in the flesh and bones, and the little changes are constantly sown, just waiting for the day when Bai Zhi's small dirt road becomes a magnetic levitation track, so that it can soar into the sky!

Frowning and looking around, piles of students gathered around, not walking or moving, just staring at themselves.

An awkward feeling made Bai Zhiman feel unpleasant in his heart, compared to the scene of guns and guns on the battlefield, blood and fireworks, the performance of these Caesar students is too unprofessional, it's okay if you don't quit, at least lie on the ground! One by one, they were nailed to the ground and stretched their necks as giraffes, and they didn't feel it at all!

The exercise site has a real-time monitoring system covering the entire field, which can transmit every corner of the battlefield to the exercise director department without any mistakes.

Strictly speaking, there are students in this small place who voluntarily leave the venue after not following the requirements, and strictly speaking, it is an incident of not abiding by the rules of the exercise, and this is not an exceptional incident of a few people, more than 200 people have collectively violated the rules of the exercise.

This matter is enough to attract the attention of the director's department.

The abnormal situation was immediately switched to the big screen of the exercise department by the brain, and the vice principal in charge of the order of the exercise cautiously turned his head to look behind him, seeing that the person seemed to be paying attention to the big screen at all, so he breathed a sigh of relief and gestured to his subordinates again and again.

At this time, the old general Candela was holding the small hand of the female instructor who was arranged by the academy to accompany him, and the wrinkles on his wrinkled old face were almost squeezed into a flower, and a mouthful of dentures was about to fall out excitedly.

A female instructor in her thirties who is a tempting age looks at this legendary undefeated general with a vigilant face, and the contact in a few days has already caused the great image of this old man in the minds of female faculty members to collapse completely, if it weren't for the forced arrangement of the academy leaders, the female instructor would even want to slap this old man hard now!

Once again, the old man's old hand that had been secretly stretched out was quietly sent away, and the female faculty member looked at the upper echelons of the academy in the room as if asking for help.

But the leaders of the academy who were sitting in danger didn't even dare to look this way, and occasionally the eyes of the big guy came over, and they still gave themselves encouraging looks!

What is it to do! Is this a sacrifice of hue for the old lady! Even if the old lady gritted her teeth and was willing, this old guy who was mostly in the ground, could he still do it!