The biological clock told Chen Qingkong that it was time to get ready to sleep, but the state of his body told him that he couldn't sleep at all. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The standard gravity of the flagship is one point and eight times, and Chen Qingkong can still adapt to it when he is standing, but once he lies down, even breathing will become a little difficult.

Chen Qingkong suddenly wanted to contact his sister, but he was stunned when he opened his private brain.

In his lie, he should be on a passenger ship heading to the academy right now, and he should be in a dormant state.

If one lie is told, more lies are needed to close the loophole.

Chen Qingkong lowered his hand and looked at the monotonous ceiling aimlessly.

The next day, the private brain reminds me to get up. Chen Qingkong forgot what time he fell asleep, and his mental state was a little poor.

Zhao Yuan pinched the time and waited outside the door, and took Chen Qingkong to the cafeteria. There are many types of food in the cafeteria, and I learned from Zhao Yuan's mouth that different foods should be prepared according to different races and living areas.

Didn't look closely yesterday, today I also saw oxygen masks on some people's faces.

"The gravity and oxygen concentration on the ship are modulated according to the environment of the Yanhuang administrative star. When you're fine, you can bring a link suit helmet and adjust the oxygen concentration to Earth standards. Zhao Yuan ate different food from Chen Qingkong and said slowly.

"Can you explain?" Chen Qingkong asked.

"For example, the head of the regiment, where he grew up, has an oxygen concentration of 2.3 times the standard, so their physique is generally so strong. However, as long as the oxygen concentration is low, the physical fitness will be seriously affected. Zhao Yuan didn't feel troublesome, and explained little by little.

"For example, if you live in the standard oxygen concentration of the earth, once the oxygen concentration around you increases significantly, although your physical fitness in all aspects will improve, it will accelerate the oxidation process of the body, that is, accelerate aging. One or two times is not a significant change, but one to ten times dozens of times, the process will be very obvious. ”

"Got it." Chen Qingkong nodded thoughtfully.

The more he learned about these things that he did not know, the more deeply Chen Qingkong realized the closed nature of the earth.

"Hurry up and eat, I'll take you to training when you're done."

After breakfast, Zhao Yuan took Chen Qingkong to the individual shooting training room, the height of the room was only about six meters, and the width was about fifteen meters, but the length was two hundred meters.

When Chen Qingkong and Zhao Yuan came in, there were already some members training in the training room, and the deafening gunshots echoed like popping beans.

Helliwell had been waiting here early, kneeling on the ground, praying sincerely, but Chen Qingkong saw something placed in front of Helliwell, a row of bullets.

"Heliwell, the man has brought it, and I'll hand it over to you." After Zhao Yuan finished speaking, he left.

Helliwell temporarily ended his prayer, put the bullet in his pocket reverently, and looked at Chen Qingtian.

He didn't say anything, just took a gun from the table next to him and put it in Chen Qingkong's hand.

Chen Qingkong took a look, it can be said that it is an antique revolver, and the caliber of 8.0 is outrageous.

"Why are you still using kinetic weapons?" Chen Qingkong asked.

"May God forgive you for your ignorance. Kinetic weapons, although ancient, are efficient, concise and, most importantly, cheap. Helliwell explained.

"Two hundred meters of moving target, a total of seven bullets, let's start." Helliwell said, pointing to a target at the other end of the room.

Speaking of the use of individual weapons, Chen Qingkong is no stranger, there have been corresponding courses in the academy, and the most important thing is that he is now wearing a link suit.

Holding the revolver, Chen Qingkong stood on the target position, raised his right hand and began to aim at the target moving irregularly at high speed in the distance.

Suddenly, a circular light curtain appeared on the wrist of the right hand, and the auxiliary firing system of the link suit was automatically turned on.

"Kinetic weapons were detected, and the standard individual Butterfly 8.0 revolver began to correct the firing parameters."

With the swing of Chen Qingkong's right hand, the expected impact point appeared on the light curtain according to the initial velocity of the bullet, the firing range, the medium, the ballistic influence and other factors.

Chen Qingkong predicted the movement trajectory of the seven targets in two seconds, and pulled the trigger with his finger.

The huge recoil generated by the 8.0 caliber did not affect Chen Qingkong's relatively thin body at all, and he didn't even shake his wrists, and the link suit was perfectly counteracted.

Seven shots in a row, no bullets missed, and every target was shattered by 8.0 caliber bullets.

Chen Qingkong has no pride, and it would be strange if he couldn't do this in a link suit.

"Follow me." Holliwell saw that Chen Qingkong's shooting results were qualified, and led Chen Qingkong to the wall of the shooting room, where there were many doors.

A door opened, and seven 'people' were kneeling in the room, tied up into rice dumplings.

Gray-brown skin covered with pimples, with some strange antennae on its head.

Hearing someone coming in, these aliens all shouted loudly at words that Chen Qingkong couldn't understand at all, but listening to the tone, it was probably begging for mercy.

Helliwell handed over another revolver of the same kind: "Later, I'll say one or two, you shoot, understand?" ”

"Is that okay? Kill aliens? ”

"May God forgive your ignorance. There are three types of aliens, the first is their own people, who are willing to accept colonization and learn about human culture. The second is the enemy, who refuses to be colonized. The third type is these, mentally retarded, worthless garbage other than their lives. Helliwell patiently explained.

Hu Tan has already given the order, and Chen Qingkong had better explain all the issues that do not involve principles.

"Got it."

"God above, are you ready?"

"Where?"

"Head."

"Ready." Chen Qingkong walked up to an alien, raised his right hand and aimed the muzzle of the gun at the alien's head.

Maybe these aliens didn't know what Chen Qingkong was holding in his hand at all, so they knelt and straightened their bodies and prayed to Chen Qingkong.

“1，2。”

"Bang!"

The bullet passed through the alien's fragile head, shattering the alien's neck up into minced flesh, and blooming a blue flower on the ground behind him. The bullet hit the specially made ground, and did not form a ricochet, but only deeply embedded in the ground.

Seeing this scene, the remaining six aliens finally knew what the black thing was, and they began to lie on the ground and keep banging their heads on the ground, as if kowtowing and begging for mercy.

“1，2。”

"Bang!"

“1，2。”

"Bang!"

……

After the seven bullets were fired, the room was filled with a thick smell of blood, mixed with lingering gunsmoke.

On the ground behind the seven aliens, blue blood mixed with all kinds of minced meat like graffiti.

Chen Qingkong's calm face didn't show anything, but his heart was full of guilt. Every time he fired, he had to say sorry silently.