"Military Martial Arts Academy.
Do whatever you want.
Die willfully.
This is our school motto.
It is the iron-blooded fighting spirit of the 17-year-old military man.
Enter this academy.
You will gain growth, friendship, courage, maturity, and strength beyond your peers.
You will also face blood, cruelty, coldness and death.
Military Academy, established 17 years ago.
More than half of the graduates died on the battlefield.
More than 20% of school students died due to various tasks.
This is how we go step by step.
Standing on countless sacrifices.
Without dreams, never move forward. "
Just such a simple paragraph stopped more than 80% of the candidates in their tracks.
A dark space.
Pale font.
There is no soundtrack.
There are no cruel scenes.
But it touched the hearts of these young people.
No one urged them.
The door to the assessment is just ahead, but the words "If you don't have a dream, don't move forward" scare many people.
Junwu...is it really that terrible?
"I said, are we going too far? This is just a group of kids, what do they know about dreams?"
The Junwu School Committee, all school committee members and permanent instructors gathered here to watch the candidates' status on the big screen.
Three minutes into the exam, less than one out of ten people walked through the door.
"If ten is less than one, there are still those guys from Wasteland who are mixing it up! Every one of the 100 candidates recommended by the eight dragon nests entered the door without hesitation."
"After all, they are different from these Anjie children who have been pampered since childhood."
"I think it's good! Those boys from the wasteland all logged into the simulation cabin at the academy. They were informed that if you die during the assessment, you will die in reality. Even so, haven't they all entered the assessment?"
"But it's not that many people in Anjie really don't dare to fight hard! They're just not used to it! Let them understand our responsibilities bit by bit!
Although Principal Yang said that he would tell all the juniors that our casualties were too great and they should not join the military, after all, those were just angry words in a confrontation with the Yuanwu Development Department. "
“If this continues, I don’t think we’ll be able to recruit enough people this year.”
Xia Houtian in the corner suddenly said: "Do we really need so many students?"
In terms of status, he is just an intern assistant who joined this year, which is insignificant.
But the strength of the Military Martial Arts Academy speaks for itself. He is a martial arts sect with less than a thousand people in the entire Kyushu Security Realm, so he has the qualifications to speak.
Not to mention that this year's major recruitment changes were originally due to his unbridled imagination.
"Why don't we just lay out a picture and tell the entire security community what kind of people we need. In the future, everyone will spread the word, saving us the trouble of selecting ourselves."
The military has reached the point where it cannot be destroyed or established!
Principal Yang was under great pressure to let the army stand on its own. Now, do they still have a way out?
"Then we can't even have students."
"There will always be one. If you can't recruit them from Anjie, go to the Wasteland. If you can't recruit them from Kyushu, go to Blue Star!
I don’t believe we can’t raise a thousand bloody children! "
After all, outsiders just complain that we make money from registration fees. Do we military people really care about the millions of registration fees that one person earns?
The average grade points provided to freshmen by the Military Academy are worth tens of millions per person!
If you want to cultivate a true genius, whether it is the Mecha type or the Yuanwu type, which one costs less?
The instructors were talking a lot.
I have to say that this year’s reform is a very bold attempt.
It may trigger turmoil in the entire Kyushu security world, and it may completely drag General Wu off the altar.
It is also possible to create a new myth.
risk.
Ah!
We, Yuan warriors, compete with heaven and fate!
Are you still afraid of any risks?
Ji Guangming, as the acting principal, finally made the decision: "Kaido is open, let's take a look at this year's results first!
To be honest, I am also looking forward to what kind of performance this group of children can bring. "
…
"Wow! What is this? It's so dazzling!"
After the recommended students from Wasteland Dragon Nest logged into the system, they were still teleported to the same location, but they all closed their eyes unbearably.
"It's sunshine... It's really strange. I thought the test would be in the wasteland, but I didn't expect it to be in the poles."
Each of them wore special sunglasses on their eyes, but they still couldn't resist the stimulation of the sun that they hadn't seen in more than ten years.
Each of them is familiar with the battle in the wasteland, but the polar regions are not their domain.
"Confirm the terrain first! Assemble the team! Tianxiang, since we are teleporting simultaneously and cooperate with Dragon Lair, do you have any objections?"
The recommended candidate from Dawn Dragon Nest nodded to Tianxiang: "Of course."
In the final exam for the first grade of military martial arts two years ago, he participated as a member of the Shuguang Mercenary Group's one-hundred-person retention assessment.
And finally entered the Tianwai ruins to gain harvest, and stayed in the Dragon Nest of Dawn.
But after all, he is still young and has outstanding talent. Master Shuguang sent him to this year's military assessment and served as the leader of the Dragon Nest.
No matter what the environment is, people like them will never back down.
"A demon is approaching, please be careful."
At this time, thousands of candidates were gathered on a certain city wall. At the end of the field of vision, a large number of demon gods were swarming towards them.
In addition to these candidates, there seemed to be some soldiers guarding the city wall, manipulating individual weapons to block the demon god.
This is Chenxing City.
The battle in front of us is the battle to defend Chenxing City.
This group of children didn't know what all this was about. Many candidates within Anjie were already panicking and didn't know what to do.
On the other hand, the Dragon Nest candidates, under the leadership of Shuguang, Kunlun, and Qianye, still maintained their battle formation.
Each of them has fought against the devil.
Although the scene in front of them was shocking, it could not scare them.
The fight happened very quickly. It didn't take long for the demon to rush to the city wall, and the gap between the candidates was instantly apparent.
Some were in a panic, some turned around and ran away with no intention of fighting, and some brave men thought they were invincible and stepped forward to fight, but they died quickly and became cannon fodder.
Even if these people know that they are only consciously logging into the spiritual simulation cabin, seeing the flesh and blood flying around and feeling the warm bloody breath on their faces has a different impact on these teenagers. !
Not everyone is used to fighting on the edge of life and death!
The oldest of these children is only seventeen or eighteen years old, and the youngest is only twelve or thirteen years old. To be honest, they have not received any real professional training in fighting enemies.
Even those with better talent can use the power of the city wall to kill a few demon gods, but they can't stop more demon gods from climbing the city wall.
"do not move!"
"do not move!!!"
"Ouch!"
In a certain corner, a skinny little girl was actually talking to the demon god. The feathered beast demon god, which was more than ten meters long, was actually called to stop by her twice. The little girl staggered away from the guy's attack and fell down. next to.
Teammates quickly ran up: "Xiao Zhi! Are you okay?"
Huang Xiaozhi's palm-sized face smiled innocently: "It's okay, it's okay! Our Huang family has the surname Wang, how can anything happen?"
