Chapter 4 Technology Made by the Dead
After having lunch with Jiaxin, in order to avoid the conflict between the two again, they decided to go separately to get the books and class schedule first.
"Hmph." Liu Jiaxin glanced at Song Ming and left with a twist.
"Cut."
Song Ming also rolled his eyes and left in the opposite direction with me.
"Thank you." Song Ming and I are not in the same department, so the places where we get the class schedule are different, there are only 5 classes a day, and evening self-study is a free choice. But in addition to the compulsory course time of the healing department, I still stayed in the class I was assigned to study, the curriculum is very special, mathematics as long as it reaches the junior high school level is enough, everyone must take a foreign language subject and a combat subject in addition to the national language, there is no chemistry and physics in the compulsory courses, but one of the subjects must be maintained at a passing grade. However, the grades of the department's compulsory courses determine the combat level of the student, and the higher the level, the better the treatment.
It really doesn't look like a Chinese school at all.
I sighed, flipped through the timetable in my hand and looked at the free courses, scientific research, anatomy, art, animal training training, equestrian, weapons research, biological and chemical weapons research, and criminal psychology research seem to be some perverted subjects except for art and equestrianism.
"Have you finished filling it out, let's go and hand in the form together." Song Ming took a picture of a set of clothes in a plastic bag for me.
"No, I'm still missing an elective." I put my clothes away, "What is this?" β
"Combat uniforms and training uniforms, fighting uniforms and other selected subjects can only be issued when they come out, originally your healing department didn't have this, it's very unfortunate, you were targeted by my brother."
"Huh?" I casually ticked the list in the art department and handed it to Song Ming, forget about those weird subjects, I don't want to be a hero What is the use of learning those.
"It's okay, we'll go see the training ground later?" Song Ming rushed to me to take the order and walked to the table submission hall.
"Yes."
Glad not to queue up today, because basically the students come back tomorrow to choose subjects, so Song Ming will come back soon, but seeing his resentful face, he doesn't have to think about it, he must have met Jiaxin.
"Let's go, it's bad luck today."
"Yes." I touched the combat uniform, an inexplicable sense of excitement, joining the army is every man's innate dream, and the special army is an honor, what I once secretly fantasized about suddenly turned into an opportunity, there is a feeling of happiness and dizziness.
The periphery of the training ground is an electronic fence that spreads out and cannot see the end, from time to time there are electric sparks, there are soldiers holding guns to watch the sentry at each entrance, and inside is a plastic runway and a piece of loess, I covered my nose and walked through the constantly rising yellow sand, and suddenly a hard thing protruded from the ground.
"Be careful, there's an obstacle here." Fortunately, Song Ming supported me, otherwise I would have to lie down for a few days as soon as school started.
"What kind of perverted thing is this."
"There will be blasting devices and biological devices in the future, because we don't have to take the college entrance examination, so our college entrance examination is to become a real special soldier through military training."
βwhatοΌ All of them? "I suddenly felt really sad to have a friend who knew the inside story, and I was happy because I didn't have to take the college entrance examination, but I was suddenly hit by the truth.
"Well, let's go to the tech training ground first."
We swiped our student ID cards in front of a semi-circular glass-enclosed door, walked in and randomly picked an elevator to go to the underground science and technology city.
I don't know how many meters I have risen into the ground, but the oxygen is still very sufficient, I don't know what material the suspended staircase is busy up and down with round robots, and there is a large arena-like platform at the bottom, and there are many rooms on each floor connecting the suspended staircase, and people are constantly coming in and out.
"I'm surprised." Song Ming snorted from his nose, "They stepped on the corpses of dead people to do research on death data, and pushed Huaxia's science and technology forward for 200 years, and the Central Army didn't know, only the Song family and the Song family had divided this technology." β
"Huh? You rebelled. β
"Are you a pig, the Song family and that mysterious world friend occupy most of the upper positions in the Chinese political arena, I just saw it when I was a child."
"I don't understand the world of your big guys, oh the door is open!" I jumped out of the elevator and smiled at Song Ming: "Let's go." β
"Yes."
I'm still a little uncomfortable, and I feel disappointed in my insignificance, but I shouldn't be that kind of person, otherwise I wouldn't have played with Song Ming a long time ago.
"Wow." Forced to change into a combat uniform, I sighed in the mirror, the white shirt was put in a blue and white-edged uniform, the black scarf material used as a flight tool was actually soft, the belt was light metal, the waist buckle was the national emblem of China, and there was a specially equipped hidden weapon in the bag, but the password was required to open the bag. The pants are tucked into the boots, the black boots fit well, and it's really like wearing a hat and standing in front of the mirror.
"Think we're going to the ball, but the designer wants us to be killed as pretty birds on the battlefield." Song Ming has been muttering after putting on the white leather gloves: "It's not the funeral home's gloves." β
"Forget it, don't complain, let's go, let's go, let's try first, tomorrow won't be so sad." Anyway, my gloves are black, why they are white, it should be because the department is different.
There are three types of training in the training ground, which are upgraded according to the cultivation situation, and at first there are only flying device adaptation training, nuclear explosion metal gun use training, and evasion training.
The Nuclear Bomb Metal Gun is a renewable laser weapon comparable to the power of a nuclear bomb extracted from the bones of dead people in F City, and it will not be disclosed at this time, and the students use a gun without nuclear explosion metal, loaded with fluorescent bullets.
I wanted to try the flying thing on my neck first, so I separated from Song Ming, who went to play with guns.
"Hello new student, my name is Leia." I was startled by a mechanical sound from a person.
"Hello, my name is Luan Tianpet." I looked at the man in front of me who was fully equipped with metal, and only showed a beautiful face.
"I'm the intelligent robot teacher here, the gender is female, and my name is Leia."
Damn, it's terrible, I also want to say that this girl is strange and strange but still very good-looking, it's actually a machine.
"Hello God, let's go to the training ground to learn to fly."
"Okay."