Afternoon.

The snowflakes are still falling.

Cheng Han finally saw the headquarters of the Black Armor Army, the Black Mountain Battalion.

In a snow-capped valley, a blue lake happened to dot the center of the valley, like a gorgeous sapphire.

In the middle of the lake, a large castle with a dark body can be seen, standing majestically above the water, like a silent black giant.

White, blue, and black are the main colors of this scene.

This situation is enough to be called picturesque.

Mu Zhenghao, the deputy captain of the Second War Regiment, introduced with a smile: "The valley is called 'White Valley', the lake is called 'Blue Lake', and the castle is called 'Black Castle'. ”

Cheng Han nodded lightly: "Very appropriate." ”

These names are really straightforward.

Mu Zhenghao turned his head to look at the castle, and his tone was full of emotion: "I have been in the 'Black Castle' for more than thirty years, and I still have four years to serve in the future. ”

According to the system, soldiers who have served for more than a certain number of years and whose strength begins to decline will be retired from the Black Armor Army and assigned to various departments under the Council and Government Department.

Cheng Han unconsciously remembered a sentence from his previous life - an iron battalion, a flowing soldier.

Mu Zhenghao didn't feel much emotion, waved his hand and said, "Let's go!" I'll take you to the Lord first. ”

The lieutenant took the lead and walked to the lake, suddenly stopped, tilted his head slightly and peeked at Cheng Han, his heart full of anticipation.

According to past experience, newcomers will be surprised to ask: why is there no bridge in the Blue Lagoon?

Then the leader will be able to take advantage of the situation to perform a performance, so that the newcomer will be stunned when he sees it.

In the more than 200 years since the establishment of the Montenegrin battalion, this kind of drama has been staged countless times, but it is still enjoyable, and many people are even scrambling to guide the newcomers.

However.

The facts disappointed Mu Zhenghao.

Cheng Han didn't ask at all, he took a straight step, first walked around the lake for more than ten meters, stepped on the surface of the lake without hesitation, and walked quickly to the Black Castle.

Isn't it just an illusion, such a little trick can hide it from my eyes?

Mu Zhenghao was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but ask, "How do you know that there is a stone bridge here that is hidden by illusion?" ”

Cheng Han didn't look back, and smiled: "Intuition! ”

I'm a genius anyway, and genius instincts are so unreasonable.

Don't understand?

This genius doesn't care if you can understand it or not.

Mu Zhenghao sighed: "Awesome! ”

If you want to see this kid make a fool of himself, why is it so difficult?

*

Enter Blackcastle.

Cheng Han immediately noticed that although the castle was close to the water, it did not feel dark and damp at all, but was dry and tidy, and the air was full of freshness.

No doubt.

This is naturally because of the occult law.

The decoration style in the castle seems simple, but in fact it is not simple.

For example, every floor in the line of sight has no color difference in any two pieces, and there are no signs of wear on the surface.

It's incredible.

With a history of 200 years and thousands of people coming and going every day, how could there be no signs of wear and tear on these pairs of boots rubbing against the floor?

It is not difficult to understand that behind the simplicity, it is actually more carefully maintained than ordinary people imagine, which means a huge amount of human, material and financial investment.

In a word, low-key and luxurious.

Ten minutes later.

The two entered a living room on the upper floors of the castle.

On the opposite side of the living room are two thick doors, and on the wall next to it hangs a fine bronze plaque, on which is carved a line of words: Military Lord's Affairs Cabinet.

Two attendants dressed in white, one on the left and one on the right, stood beside the gate, their postures as tall as pine.

The so-called "military master" is exactly what "the master of an army" means.

There were many comfortable chairs on either side of the living room, and many people sat there, both staff and soldiers, all quietly waiting for the military lord to receive them.

At this time.

Cheng Han and Mu Zhenghao walked in together, and naturally attracted the attention of many people.

A white-clothed attendant, his gaze swept over the faces of the two, and immediately greeted: "Captain Mu, Mr. Cheng?" The military master is waiting for the two of you, please come in! ”

Jumping directly over other people, this is clearly an act of cutting in line.

When a group of waiters saw this, there was a slight commotion.

A low voice of discussion rang out.

"Who is Mr. Cheng?"

"I actually let the military master make time for it."

The other side.

Together, the two attendants pushed open the door.

"Squeak!"

As far as the eye can see, inside the door is a huge palace-like office, with an area of no less than two hundred square meters.

Cheng Han walked into the door slowly, and he could hear a whisper floating behind him.

"By the way, the genius newcomer who killed 'Qibi' seems to be surnamed Cheng."

"It looks so young, I'm afraid that in a few years, there will be another big man in the Black Mountain Battalion."

"In the past, there were many geniuses who died in the middle of the road, whether Cheng Han is a real genius or not, let's wait and see,"

Cheng Han listened to the various voices and shook his head imperceptibly.

The Black Mountain Battalion looks high, but in fact it is also a place of right and wrong.

*

Soon.

Cheng Han met a dignified-looking middle-aged man - the military master of this generation, Gong Zhenghuan.

Gong Zhenghuan praised first: "Sure enough, it's a young hero." ”

The military master then said a surprising sentence: "Cheng Han, are you interested in being my 'guard'?" ”

To put it simply, the guards are the close attendants of the military master, and the captains of the five major military regiments also have to smile at each other, and there are not many opportunities to perform various field tasks.

Mu Zhenghao's face immediately changed.

The guards are usually openly selected from the soldiers who have served for more than five years, and they actually want to let the newcomers be the guards, which is too urgent, right?

Cheng Han listened strangely.

He thought for a moment and firmly refused: "My parents died in strange events, I have seen many tragedies with my own eyes in the Patrol Office, I hope to go to every corner of the Tai'an Little Spirit Realm and do my best to destroy the weird." ”

In the eyes of others, the guard not only has a high status, but also does not have to participate in combat missions, and the risk of death is greatly reduced, which is definitely a coveted position.

But he was not interested in the slightest, if he didn't face all kinds of weird and alien believers, the omniscient eye was useless, how could he quickly improve his strength?

Mu Zhenghao quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

The lieutenant read Cheng Han's file and knew that the genius boy had a bit of an idealistic plot.

Although this seems a little naïve, but now it seems that this naivety is not a bad thing, at least it can leave a genius for the second warband.

Gong Zhenghuan looked regretful, but he was not reluctant: "Okay, I look forward to making contributions to the Black Armor Army." ”

What follows is the formulaic process.

First of all.

One of the attendants unfolded a document and read it out: "The military commander has issued an order appointing Cheng Han as a third-level soldier. ”

The ranks of the Black Armor Army are divided into eight ranks, which are:

First, second, and third class soldiers, team leaders, senior team leaders, deputy captains, full captains, and the highest military masters.

Mu Zhenghao was taken aback.

Under normal circumstances, newcomers are all first-level fighters, and they can be promoted to second-level fighters within five years of normal performance, and they can become third-level fighters in ten years.

A newcomer directly awarded a third-level warrior, something he had never heard of.

Cheng Han took the appointment letter with a calm face.

As well as a small item - the Warrior Badge of the Third Rank.

Secondly.

Another attendant opened a thicker document and read it aloud: "Rank 3 soldier Cheng Han, the monthly salary is set at twelve gold coins per month......"

This salary is equivalent to the income of ordinary people for five years, which is definitely a super high income.

The man read a long list of them, giving a general introduction to the treatment.

Salary is only part of the equation and also includes many benefits,

In short, the better the performance and the more meritorious service, the better the treatment.

At last.

It's time for the armor ceremony.

Under the watchful eye of a group of people, two squires pushed over a cart on which a brand new suit of armor was placed.

This is a set of standard armor of the Black Armor Army, made of "black molten iron", which is three times stronger than ordinary steel.

Only by wearing "black armor" can he be regarded as a real black armor soldier in the eyes of the world.

The two attendants worked together to help Cheng Han put on the black armor.

Gong Zhenghuan personally picked up the helmet and said with a smile: "Cheng Han, I'll help you put it on." ”

Cheng Han hurriedly said: "Tired! ”

A group of spectators around him, all of whom had different faces.

Everyone knows that the palace master has been sitting in the position of military master for seventeen years, and this is the second time that he has personally put on a helmet for the newcomer.

The first time is to meet the first newcomer who took office, and the symbolic significance is even greater.

"Click!"

With a soft sound.

Gong Zhenghuan buckled the helmet lock, patted Cheng Han's shoulder again, and said seriously: "I'm very optimistic about you!" ”

Cheng Han humbled himself: "You praised it falsely. ”

Mu Zhenghao smacked his lips.

The lieutenant remembered that this was the first time the military master had said such a thing to a newcomer.

It can be expected that in half a day at most, the phrase "I am very optimistic about you" will spread throughout the Montenegrin battalion.

And that's both praise and pressure.

Mu Zhenghao muttered secretly: "Boy, from today onwards, everyone will look at you with the highest standards, I hope you can withstand the pressure." ”

An attendant duly shouted, "Finish the ceremony!" ”

This sentence announced the end of the armor awarding ceremony.

Mu Zhenghao said in his heart: "The first test is coming." ”

Another attendant stepped forward and said with a smile: "Sergeant Cheng, there is a tradition in the Black Mountain Battalion that every new soldier wears a battle armor for the first time, and he needs to perform it in public once. ”

The man stretched out his hand and pointed to the Blue Lagoon outside the glass window, and continued: "The specific way is to cross the Blue Lagoon in the armor and reach the opposite shore, without using anything other than the armor, and not using the Ascending Magpie style. ”

A pair of eyes locked on Cheng Han.

There is anticipation in it.

There is also scrutiny.

In the past, most newcomers carried more than 30 kilograms of armor, stepped on the water and ran dozens of meters before falling underwater.

For the rest of the journey, they could only hold their breath and walk from the bottom of the lake to the other side and emerge from the water.

This moment.

For this genius newcomer, everyone unconsciously raised their requirements in their hearts.

As a genius, if you are like other newcomers, wouldn't you be worthy of the name of genius?

Cheng Han nodded calmly: "I'm ready." ”

*

Five minutes later.

Two squires led the way.

Cheng Han walked onto a balcony without railings, or rather, a jump.

This is a dedicated place for newcomers to showcase.

Behind you.

Gong Zhenghuan personally came over to eat melons.

The number of onlookers was no less than 500, which can be described as overwhelming.

Cheng Han's expression was calm, and he took out the six short spears on the back of the armor.

One of the attendants reminded, "Sergeant Cheng, the short spear is part of the battle armor and cannot be left here. ”

Cheng Han nodded: "I know." ”

There was a very low noise in the crowd.

"Want to remove the spear and lighten your load? It's so boring to be so clever. ”

"Yes, I was only a first-class warrior back then, and I didn't play this method."

A second later.

Cheng Han narrowed his eyes and suddenly moved.

He grasped the short spear and threw the six short spears one by one with great speed.

"Woo~"

"Woo~"

Each spear came out, bringing a different whistling sound.

Some are sharp;

Some are slightly dull;

Amazingly, their flight speed is very different.

Some are fast;

Some are slow;

Some fly fast at first, then quickly drop in speed.

There are also short spears, which are slow and then fast, which is simply counterintuitive.

After an instant.

Cheng Han snorted lightly and jumped high.

Hundreds of onlookers saw a set of superb skills.

I saw Cheng Han volley fifteen meters away, and his right combat boot stepped on a short spear that flew the slowest in the air.

"Bang!"

There was a muffled sound.

Cheng Han took advantage of this strength and jumped up next time.

The short spear seemed to contain a countershock force, and with the help of this force, he actually jumped higher and farther.

That's exactly what it's like – it's the strength of the power.

And that's not all.

The spear was still caught in the boot, and it was gently flung up again, and it was inserted back into the back groove of the armor with a "click".

This is the first skill of the Nine Yuan Battle Technique - stealing horses and hiding strength.

The two attendants standing on the jumping platform suddenly grew their mouths.

The two had seen many newcomers perform, and it was the first time they had seen such skills.

Next.

Cheng Han jumped in the air five times in a row, each time stepping on a short spear.

It's a very incredible thing.

Because the spear was shot first, and then it jumped out.

Anyone can see that to form a perfect series of relay jumps, it takes a lot of computing power, as well as extreme control.

If there is a slight mistake in any place, the performance will fail, and people will fall into the Blue Lagoon.

"Bang!"

With the last muffled sound.

Cheng Han happened to cross the surface of the lake that was three hundred meters wide, quickly fell down, volleyed a few heels, and stepped on the ground steadily.

Subsequently.

A sixth short spear fell from the sky.

Cheng Han didn't move.

After half a breath.

"Click!"

The short spear fell into the armor card slot.

This is clearly a showmanship.

It also perfectly meets the requirements - people pass, and armor weapons have to pass.

Inside the castle on the opposite bank.

There was a moment of silence.

This amazing set of skills shocked everyone speechless.

"Smack! Syllable! ”

Gong Zhenghuan slapped his face hard, and praised without hesitation: "Today is really an eye-opener!" It's so exciting! ”

The subtext is not difficult to hear - I am the military master, and I also find this set of skills difficult.

"Smack! Syllable! Syllable! ”

Applause erupted.

Even the military lord applauded, who dared not applaud?

There was cheering in between.

"Awesome!"

"Well deserved!"

At this moment.

Even people who are not interested in genius have to admit that this is a genius-level performance.

Nonrecognition?

Then go ahead and try it!

(End of chapter)