Thursday, the weather is sunny.
After a day's rest, Lu Li and others ushered in a new class, called Gun Modification.
The anatomy class the day before yesterday really left a deep psychological shadow on everyone in Elite Class 1. Even now, some people still have pale faces and no appetite to eat.
"Going for a late-night snack tonight?"
Pan Ming saw Lu Li and Duke as soon as he walked out of the dormitory building, and immediately stepped forward to extend the invitation.
"Okay, I guess this class won't be that bloody..." Lu Li paused and guessed: "Maybe it's about some knowledge about firearms?"
After dying twice in a row, Duke, an optimist, was a little frightened: "Hey, I think it's better not to overestimate the weirdness of the school."
"No poisonous milk." After saying that, Pan Ming shrugged and emphasized again: "Trust my hunch, these two classes will be absolutely easy."
In this way, the three of them walked and chatted, and soon arrived at the teaching building. The empty classroom showed that they were the only class among the seven classes scheduled to have classes at night.
However, what surprised Lu Li the most was that assistant coach Bai Xiao was not late. Some people saw him standing on the podium with a smile, and their faces turned a little pale instantly.
"Don't be nervous. My anatomy class won't start until next week. The main reason I came here so late is to take you to the gun modification class."
After finishing speaking, Bai Xiao silently counted the number of people, and after confirming that no one was absent, he said directly: "Class!"
"Hello, assistant!"
Everyone, including Lu Li, couldn't help but raise their voices when they heard that they didn't have to attend the damn anatomy class tonight.
Bang!
The spotlight flashes.
Having seen this kind of scene before, it didn't feel new anymore. Everyone shrouded in white light waited patiently for their vision to return to normal.
At eight o'clock in the evening, the firearms modification class started on time.
A tall, dark-faced man wearing camouflage uniforms came to the front of the team.
Duke approached Lu Li and asked with a surprised look on his face: "Man, isn't this Wu Wei, the assistant teacher from Class 5? Why did he come to teach us?"
"I don't know, maybe the other seniors are busy with their own affairs." Lu Li shook his head.
In fact, they have stayed in this school for a short time. Needless to say, they have experienced a few things:
For example, there are no teachers here as most people think, and the teaching work is all done by seniors.
For another example, except for class, you can't see anyone other than freshmen at all. Those seniors and seniors seem to be living in legends.
At this time, Wu Wei said in a dry voice: "Be quiet, everyone."
"Although some classmates know me, please be patient and listen to me introduce myself."
"I am your firearms class teacher and an assistant teacher for Class 5. I am from the third year of college."
"This month's teaching task is to familiarize you with common modern firearms so that everyone has a clear understanding of them before the second monthly exam."
Wu Wei looked around at everyone, and his words were so resolute that people couldn't help but become serious.
However, Lu Li and Duke, who had seen him violently suppress the troublemakers after the placement test, felt that this guy seemed to have become stronger on the outside but more on the inside.
Is this elite class really so important?
These seniors whose strength is unfathomable must be treated with caution.
While the two were communicating in low voices, Pan Ming's voice came:
"Do you know him?"
"What's the name of this senior, no, teacher? He didn't say it."
Wu Wei, whose hearing is unusual for ordinary people, naturally heard this muttering. He coughed a few times to cover up his embarrassment, and then said: "Let's go to class first, and we will do the rest after completing the teaching tasks."
As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding environment began to change, and everyone felt like they were in a trance.
After a while.
Lu Li was surprised to find that his clothes had changed: a tactical vest, a double-hole hood, and long camouflage pants.
Is this the battlefield again?
The next moment, he saw Duke and Pan Ming next to him. Their attire should be consistent with his own, and they felt inexplicably familiar.
"Isn't this Counter-Strike?"
The voice came from behind.
Immediately afterwards, someone else replied: "This picture seems to be from Sand Castle 2... I haven't played it for a long time."
At this time, an electronic beep sounded in their ears, confirming the two people's guesses.
[Game: Counter-Strike]
[Map: DUST II]
[Mode: Explosion]
【5V5】
"A 30-game 16-win system is adopted, with 15 games in each half and 15 games in each half. Camps are switched in the middle, and the winning team members share a thousand learning points equally."
"You have two minutes to plan your tactics and purchase equipment."
"Start the clock now!"
Obviously, Pan Ming guessed correctly. This firearms modification class is very easy. You only need to understand the performance of the firearms through actual combat.
However, when Wu Wei said that the winner would be rewarded, the competitiveness and excitement of the game instantly increased countless times.
In school, learning points means money and can be exchanged for everything.
Once the team wins, each member will receive a reward of 200 learning points.
Definitely a lot!
Taking a monthly exam is time-consuming and laborious, and the rewards are not fixed, but you can get so many learning points in one class, even in Lu Li's eyes, it is still a good deal.
"I'm familiar with this map. I can draw it with my eyes closed. Do you want to follow my command?"
Duke turned to look at the two strangers. Although they were in the same class, there was really no connection. After all, they were divided into classes once a month. Talking about friendship was absolutely nonsense.
"Can."
One of them nodded.
The other taller man did not refuse, and just said: "I am familiar with it, but as long as I can win, I can listen to your command."
Four eyes fell on Lu Li.
"Don't count on me." Lu Li felt helpless and said with a wry smile: "To be honest, I've only watched others play it a few times and I'm not familiar with the terrain at all."
"Game novice." Pan Ming said concisely.
"Well, I hope none of the people on the other side have ever been exposed to this game." Wang Li suppressed the disappointment in his heart and said: "My name is Wang Li. I am good at using various rifles. I once used StG-44 on the Arnhem battlefield. Twenty-three German soldiers were killed with assault rifles.”
"Jiang Sheng, you are good at close combat, and you are good at various types of firearms."
The slightly taller man paused and said in a deep voice: "Come on, no one wants to get these two hundred learning points that are almost free, right?"
"I never hold back."
Pan Ming's words were full of certainty. Although he was not familiar with the terrain, he was very confident in his own strength.
"Any position is fine." Lu Li knew he couldn't keep a low profile at this time. He pointed at Duke and Pan Ming and reminded, "The three of us have been in the elite class."
Sure enough, when he finished speaking, Jiang Sheng and Wang Li looked solemn and did not say much, waiting patiently for Duke to make tactical arrangements.
