“......”

Sophia fell silent as she looked at the training targets in front of her that had been shot through the bull's-eye.

During this time, the little maid in front of her, that is, Sophia's pet from the forest, the orc boy - Cam, participated in many combat training courses with the guards.

At first, Sophia didn't expect much from him. After all, Cam was just a young kid who just wanted to teach him some techniques of self-defense.

Unexpectedly, Cam's performance far exceeded his expectations.

In fact, Sophia's training policy in the garrison is not a regular Marine Corps course, but is closer to the anti-terrorist special forces.

These include high-intensity physical training (with a focus on close-quarters combat), squad tactical combat training, shooting training in various positions, climbing and abseiling, blast control training, forced breakthrough training, and sniper training.

The main weapons used - combat knives, pistols, grenades, assault rifles, and sniper rifles.

Having said that, the number of guards who can really master these skills is zero.

At the extreme, they have no talent. Cam, on the other hand, is a talented man in these areas.

Cam is blessed with a unique physical condition, especially in terms of the toughness of the skeleton and muscles. After going through the "scientific flesh modification magic" from her sister Eliza, she became very suitable for the hand-to-hand combat skills of SYSTEMA and others, and climbing and climbing obstacles was a breeze.

It's not just because Cam is an orc, maybe the orc is indeed more suitable for fighting than humans in terms of physical condition.

But it is not necessary that all the orcs have an overwhelming advantage in terms of physical condition, otherwise they would not easily become slaves of the empire. It can only be said that maybe Cam was originally the best among the beasts.

In addition, Cam's sense of smell is quite keen, and his accuracy is already close to Sophia's [Breath Perception], allowing him to instantly grasp the surrounding environment and capture the approximate number and general location of the other party.

In terms of vision, it is also the same as the sense of smell, far surpassing that of humans. According to Aliez, the orc's eyeball is anatoxically like a telescope with a high degree of zoom (the anatomical conclusion of the bandit orcs), and Cam's combination of excellent dynamic vision and feline night vision makes him a natural marksman.

This advantage, especially in the field of sniping, was originally the best member of the garrison, but could only barely snipe at a fixed target 300 meters away, and the hit rate was quite worrying.

However, Cam was able to easily snipe at a moving target a kilometer away in "simulated night" (a kind of barrier that Aliezel set up around the training ground to block out sunlight and simulate a night environment).

Sophia was also a master of sniping in her previous life, but it was the "man in black" who had accumulated decades of actual combat experience, and the sniper rifle was already like a part of his body to him.

However, Cam only learned the basics of how to use it, and immediately achieved such amazing results.

You must know that the so-called sniper is not capable of shooting accurately with good eyesight. What sniping needs is some kind of more special, from the "spiritual" level of literacy.

Cam undoubtedly possessed that talent, as he exuded a quiet but suffocating aura that was characteristic of a sniper just by setting up his rifle.

As a result, there is a training target that is lined up in front of Sophia's eyes.

"That's, that'...... Miss Sophia? I, am I not good enough?"

Cam, dressed as a maid, asked weakly with a look of uneasiness.

"Ah, no, well done...... It should be said that good is a bit overdone, well, you are a genius. ”

"Hey, hey......"

This sentence made the maid let out a delicate laugh, and the white cat ears on her head also twitched slightly.

That cute gesture made Sophia reach out and gently knead her hairy ear skins, while Cam put on a shy and somewhat intoxicated expression...... To put it bluntly, it's very sensational, and it's hard to imagine that it's the shy look that a boy would show.

At first, when Sofia brought Cam to the garrison and told everyone that Cam was a boy, none of the team members made a good face to him.

Because this kitten cub that came out of nowhere has become Miss Sophia's personal plaything, which is really enviable...... No, it's so ignorant!

However, after a period of getting along, the guards were divided into two rows: the Cam Advocates or the Cam Exclusions.

The opinion of the proponents is that being able to see the intimate appearance of two beautiful girls (although one of them is a pseudo-girl) is undoubtedly a kind of maintenance for the eyes. Who called Cam so cute? Cute is justice! It doesn't matter if it's male or female...... No, there are even some dangerous cries that think "it's because it's a boy."

The exclusionists, on the other hand, carried out their original intention -- they must not hand over their beloved Miss Sophia to a cat cub of unknown origin, let alone that kind of weak and incompetent sissy! Basically, they all put on a tough posture of "if you want to take Miss Sophia, you must step over the corpse of Lao Tzu".

By the way, the basic difference between the two factions is that the pro-Liz faction is mostly unmarried and young, and they worship Sophia as an idol. The Exclusionists, on the other hand, are older fathers and see Sophia as their daughter.

Although, in the eyes of the person concerned, Sophia, both factions are nothing more than perverts who give her a headache.

"Hahaha, worthy of little Cam, well done!" said Advocate A.

"Blushing, blushing, what a cute boy!" said Advocate B.

"Can you let my brother touch that naughty little tail too?" said Pro-Advocate C.

"Hmph......! Don't get carried away......" said Exclusion Faction A.

"That's it, such a three-legged cat skill seems far from Lao Tzu's opinion!" said Exclusion Pai B.

"Kitty, get those dirty ears off Miss Sophia's hands!" said Exclusion Pai C.

The military discipline, which had been quite well adjusted, became loose at this moment, which made Sophia frown and shoot into the sky.

"Whoever has allowed you to move freely!

““AYE,AYE-MADAM!!””

"The one who just said, 'It's still far from the work of such a three-legged cat', is out of the ranks!"

"It's me!MADAM-!"

A strong man in his early thirties, who was also one of the members of the Exclusion Sect, took a step forward without fear.

"Very well, to give you a chance to prove yourself-"

Then, under Sophia's instructions, a simulated battle unfolded vigorously.

Cam alone against ten members of the garrison.

The ten players are all members of the Exclusion faction, and their love for Sophia is unmatched (self-thought), and they also have the best strength in the garrison (self-thought).

The rules of the simulation are simple, and the training ground will be kept in a "simulated night" environment from beginning to end. Cam occupies the high point, armed with only a sniper rifle.

The guards, on the other hand, are freely armed, climbing from the lowest position, and can use all the cover on the way to hide their whereabouts.

The conditions for victory and defeat are very simple, if the garrison is completely destroyed, Cam wins. Conversely, Cam was shot and lost.

At first glance, there are no rules of fairness to speak of, but Cam does not show the slightest hint of panic, although he is still as weak and smiling as ever.

In the midst of Sophia's orders, the mock battle began.

At the beginning of the moment-

- Pounds!

"Wow!"

The sound of something cracking, and at the same time the team member on the far left of the guard line fell to the ground with a scream.

I saw a patch of green paint left on the camouflage uniform on my left leg.

It wasn't an ordinary paint bomb, but a training bomb specially made by Aliezel.

A special charged solution is embedded in it, and once hit, it can transmit the biological signal of "pain" to the opponent's brain while bursting a large area of paint, and the simulated pain sensation produced is almost like a real shot.

The reason for this is to allow the guards to experience real pain during training. In this way, through getting used to injuries, they can smoothly accumulate actual combat experience.

"How is that possible...... It's at least five hundred meters!"

- Pounds!

Immediately afterwards, the player on the right side of the queue also fell to the ground clutching his thighs.

The second.

This time it's the right leg.

"Disperse! Disperse!!Find cover!!"

- Pounds!

One of the team members, who had just wanted to make a move after following the order, fell to the ground clutching his thigh.

The third.

It's another magic bullet that came out of nowhere.

The team leader immediately turned on the zoom binoculars and nervously detected Cam's location.

However, due to the messy bunkers on the training ground and the difference in height, he was unable to capture Cam's sniper point in the first place.

The guards didn't realize that they had lost three of their companions before the simulation had just begun, and they were furious—no one realized what a terrible monster they were staring at.

At the apex, five hundred meters away, Cam knelt on one knee and held his long-barreled sniper rifle to his chest.

- Pounds!

Expressionlessly, he pulled the trigger, mechanically pulled out the cartridge case, and reloaded.

The shot hit the target with the same precision, and one of the guards, who was trying to make his way between the bunkers, fell to the ground holding his flank.

In the darkness of the night, where he could barely reach his fingers, and without relying on any night vision equipment, Cam still showed the astonishing range of a sniper rifle.

Since it is a training projectile, it is not powerful enough to penetrate cover. If you had switched to live ammunition that could pierce walls, I'm afraid that more enemies would have been killed through walls by now.

It was only at this time that the guards participating in the mock battle felt the tremor of "being sniped".

Fear caused the guards to panic, and they began to fire back from above. The sound of gunfire exploded in an instant.

"Damn...... A sniper rifle is such a vicious weapon! If you are shot in the head, you probably don't even know how you died!"

Fortunately, the sniper rifle did not have the ability to shoot continuously like an assault rifle, and the team leader gave a new order.

"Keep the barrage! Cover forward! Don't stop, follow! Just close the distance and we'll win!"

Following the instructions, the remaining six took advantage of the interval between bullets and quickly climbed upwards while pouring ammunition aimlessly.

The guards who were armed with assault rifles had also undergone a lot of training in forcibly breaking through the tactics, and their actions at this time could be regarded as refined and decisive.

"Don't let him aim easily!

Maintaining a zigzag trajectory through the denser and denser cover, several men seemed to be smoothly closing the distance between them and Cam.

They believed that if they got closer, they should be able to catch their opponents, and at that point, they would be able to use a few assault rifles to suppress them with crossfire, and victory would be in hand.

Pounds!

"Wow!"

However, the next gunshot still easily brought a mournful roar.

One of the guards was shot in the shoulder and fell to the ground.

"Squat!Hide!!"

At the sound of an order, the few people who were still alive immediately dispersed and hid behind the bunker.

Pounds!

"Ahhhh

One of the team members hiding behind the bunker was shot.

"Why, why! Obviously hiding! Why can you still hit!!"

Someone fell into a panic and yelled.

It was a matter of angle, the guards were too close, so that the condescending Cam could find some tricky shooting angles from above the cover.

"Don't shoot back!

Then, the training ground was silent again, and the four surviving men could only cling to the back of the higher cover, not daring to move.

Pounds!

"Uhhh

The man next to the leader collapsed, his shoulders stained green.

"It hurts, it hurts, why, why do you still get shots!"

The reason is simple, Cam didn't just stay in the same place, he had already left his original sniper point and looked for a new angle to attack. Therefore, huddling in the back of the bunker is nothing more than a chronic suicide.

"Quick, help me! I'm not badly hurt...... You can still move!"

The rules of this simulated battle, as long as you are not in pain and cannot move, you can choose to continue to return to the battlefield.

Not far from the man who was calling for help, his companion was about to come to his aid, when a gunshot rang out, causing the man's head to be wet with paint and he fell unconscious on the spot.

Pounds!

"Ahh

The gunfire did not stop, and the "wounded" lying on the ground were shot again, this time in the lower leg, which was also not fatal, but it was enough to make him scream in pain.

"Brute, brute, why, why are you staring at Lao Tzu! Stop, stinky boy! It hurts...... It hurts!"

The man's tears, snot and saliva were hanging down on the ground, and he was struggling on the ground with his whole body, looking in pain.

It's a sniper tactic, in order to-

"Damn, stinky boy, how dare you—"

Pounds!

Suffering is contagious among fellow comrades, and as long as they cannot endure cruel provocations, they will immediately become ghosts under the gun if they act rashly.

Finally...... The rest is left alone with the team leader. The tragic situation of his companion overwhelmed him, and he could only tremble.

The peace of mind of the crowd was gone, and the silence and loneliness seemed to drive him insane.

At this time, he finally understood that from the very beginning, he was just a pitiful lamb to the slaughter.

Cam's casual whims were enough to decide the order in which they would die.

In the depths of the "simulated night" of the training ground, the young maid's silver hair was a moonlight color, and her amber pupils shimmered with a cold light.

The shell of the sniper rifle reflected an ominous sheen, and Cam gently embraced the deadly murder weapon into his bosom as if he were holding his sister in his arms.

On the lovely and beautiful face, there was no usually slightly shy look, but cold, as if enchanted and staring directly at the prey in the distance. In that beautiful and deadly form, his body and spirit turned into death on the battlefield.

It is less than two hundred meters away from the last prey.

And then......

Pound -

In just five minutes, the mock battle ended with this crisp gunshot.