The armor does not turn off the kinetic energy system, so it feels light when worn on the body. However, after turning off the kinetic energy system, the weight of 100 kilograms and running for 100 kilometers can indeed tire people to death.
Long Ling was lying on the ground panting. As soon as he sat up, he saw other black-armored formal classes getting off the car in batches and running into the fog of the copy in an orderly manner.
"Why did they come by car? It's not fair!"
The instructor grabbed Long Ling's collar and said angrily:
"Fairness is for those who abide by the rules. There is no fairness for people like you who complain about being late. If you don't hurry up, go in now!"
Long Ling was scolded into silence and stumbled into the fog of the dungeon.
There was a space door in front of her, and she walked in without thinking.
This is a specially created training space for the black-armored combat team, where zombies are slaughtered under doubled gravity.
All of Long Ling's abilities were limited, and zombies emerged from various rooms. She tried her best to kill the zombies.
Relatively speaking, Long Yan is the easiest. Whoever asked him to join the training camp has a higher starting point than others, level six. Currently, apart from Chen Tiansheng, he is the only one in the country who is level six.
However, as soon as Long Yan came in, he noticed something was wrong. The familiar 2x gravity system felt the same as when he was imprisoned before.
"Starfire, you are training so recklessly, you are really cruel."
…
The training students are assessed in the dungeon. The instructor of each class has a tablet in his hand, which contains the clearance records of each class member.
"Let me just say that Chai Junhu is amazing. He passed 1~10 so quickly. I guess it is his first training and he will have no problem passing 3~10."
"Chai Junhu, is he the former king of the imperial capital?"
"it's him."
"It's no wonder."
While several instructors were chatting, the instructor from Special Class 8 interrupted:
"Someone in our class also passed 1~10."
"Who is it, so fast?"
"Special student Long Yan."
"Long Ling from Special Class 3 also passed 1~10."
After saying this, everyone was stunned. It had only been less than 3 minutes since they entered, and they were passed so quickly. The three of them were very confused.
"Place your bets. I'll bet on Chai Junhu to be the first to pass 1~100."
Yan Mingwei knew Chai Junhu. As a former squad leader and current instructor, he was naturally the most optimistic about Chai Junhu.
"I'm also betting on Chai Junhu."
"Me too."
"I bet on Long Ling."
"I bet on Longyan."
Only the instructors from Class 3 and Class 8 took the students of their own classes into custody, and then continued to watch the battle.
For mature black-armored warriors, the training program is not too difficult until level 3~100.
But for those who have received this kind of training for the first time, even the black-armored reservists who have experienced hundreds of battles are still somewhat powerless.
Soon someone was eliminated and stopped at level 1~100.
Most of those eliminated were special class students with little combat experience. We had no hope for them at first, but the instructor still scolded them sternly:
"You are so disappointed in being eliminated so quickly. Run back to the base, immediately!"
The students in the special class who were eliminated had no choice but to drag their exhausted bodies and run back.
The training is still going on. Long Yan is the first to pass levels 1 to 100, then enters levels 2 to 1, and passes level 2 to 10 in seconds.
"Awesome, Long Yan in your class is not easy!"
"Long Ling also passed levels 1 to 100."
"Longyan Longling, their names are so close, they are not relatives, right?"
"Who knows."
When Long Yan passed levels 2 to 100 and went through the training of levels 3 to 1, Chai Junhu finally completed levels 1 to 100, not a little slower.
The first training lasted for 50 minutes. After the end, everyone was teleported out. Regardless of their results, the instructors drove their trucks directly to send the students in their class back to the base.
There were many jogging students on the way, and they were all envious when they saw that they could take a bus back.
After finally returning to the base, it was already 6:30 and we gathered in the cafeteria.
After the students from each class sat down in groups of twos and threes, the rankings were announced on the big screen in the cafeteria, as well as the results of the first day of virtual training.
The first person, Long Yan, passed levels 4 to 10.
The second person, Long Ling, passed levels 4~1.
The brother and sister not only occupied first and second place on the list, but also successfully broke the training camp record. The recruits broke through 3 levels in the first challenge and started the fourth level of virtual training.
This made the instructors of special classes 3 and 8 very excited, but when the instructor of class 3 saw that Long Ling was a late girl, he swallowed all the compliments he had prepared.
"Brother, I want to fly a spaceship. I don't want to train here. I'm so tired!"
Long Ling chattered while eating, but Long Yan took a spoonful of nutritious meal.
"Have you really not discovered that even this training camp has a very complete integrity? The warriors trained through such systematic training will be the main force in space in the future!"
"Brother, did you listen to what I said?" Long Ling asked impatiently.
Long Yan took a bite of the nutritious meal, feeling the sweet taste, and continued:
"You simply don't understand Chen's intentions. Have you never thought about why he agreed to give you a valuable spaceship without even thinking?"
After saying that, Long Yan's eyes were extremely solemn.
"Do you think he likes you?"
Long Ling's face suddenly turned red to the back of his ears.
"Brother, what are you talking about? You are so annoying."
Long Ling didn't get what her brother meant at all. She only remembered the words 'he likes you' out of context.
"Long Ling, it turns out you are so powerful!"
"Ling'er, you are number one in our class, and you also broke the recruit training record. I will reward you with 5,000 points."
"hold head high."
Long Ling didn't care at all, the points were dispensable to her, and she was still shy about misunderstanding her brother's meaning.
"You guys talk, I won't interrupt."
Long Yan took the dinner plate and stood up to leave.
"Ling, who is this handsome guy?"
"My brother Long Yan."
"He is Long Yan. He is number one in recruit training. You two brothers are too fierce!"
Not far from the restaurant.
Chai Junhu sat in the corner, eating and looking at Long Yan indifferently.
He didn't hate Long Yan, but he just didn't understand why the four major families who were originally opposed to him were willing to participate in the Black Armor training camp. He didn't understand and couldn't figure it out.
After breakfast, what everyone didn't expect was that they would have to run to the dungeon area again, which almost pissed everyone off.
This time comes over and over again, why bother?
I had no choice but to run if the instructor told me to run, but it was no longer a special class running 100 kilometers, but 100 classes running together.
We arrived at the entrance of the dungeon on time at 8 o'clock, and the next step was the training of virtual skills.
She almost collapsed when Long Ling entered the instance.
What a waste of training.
The avatars who teach people how to fight in the dungeon are all modeled after her. As the real owner, there is no need for her to take this lesson.
