The young officer who introduced himself as a recruit training assistant smiled warmly and spoke in a calm tone.
To the recruits who had just experienced Zhang Daoan and Old Geng in the cafeteria, he seemed to be from another world.
"My name is Hu Haipeng. I am your assistant instructor this time. I am also the psychological counselor of the 426th Regiment of the 77th Division of the Ninth Army. I am very happy to meet you all, and I am also very happy to start my fifth recruitment training with you. Teaching experience...
"But it is a pity that the time I can serve you will not be too long.
"Because my application has just been approved. When your new recruit training ends and the journey begins, I will go to the front line to witness combat for the first time in my life."
When Hu Haipeng said this, he smiled sincerely, then turned around and opened a set of uncomplicated film and video projection equipment.
However, the image that appeared on the screen was not any movie.
"These are real historical images that you, as ordinary people, would never see..." Hu Haipeng said solemnly, like the narrator of a historical documentary.
The next second, exclamations broke out in the huge auditorium. Even the fear of Zhang Daoan could not suppress this horror.
Including Tomb Raider Brother, Wen Jifei and others from 11su, many people at the scene, whether voluntarily or involuntarily, had truly "witnessed Dajian" for the first time.
In a blurry black and white picture, dotted with snowflakes, two black-armored robots hold huge and ferocious pillar swords, pop up a shuttle-shaped aircraft, and bombard the ground with their swords.
Earth and rocks are flying in the shot.
Soldiers with Western faces stood up from the trenches, eyes closed or open, swearing, or just shouting wildly.
More than a dozen people and a dozen heavy machine guns fired wildly. So much so that almost the entire scene was covered in smoke and dust rising from gunfire and bullets.
However, when the dust is scattered.
The black-armored robot was safe and sound, turned around leisurely, raised its sword horizontally in an extremely disdainful manner, and charged forward against the rain of bullets.
Too fast, they're too fast.
In the blink of an eye, swords and armors were already fighting in front of the trench.
In the next scene, machine guns and human bodies were shattered together, and the soldiers' limbs were scattered into the ground like ears of rice scattered during harvesting.
In the next scene, more soldiers are retreating frantically.
But in vain.
The black armor robot leaned over the pillar sword and kept back. Each impact will plow a flesh -and -blood road in the crowd. Soon, this field is already full of corpses, death, and death. People are dead, but the wounded and injured are still wailing...
This scene may not even be described as purgatory.
"Sorry, bring you these." Hu Haipeng said.
The whole place was silent. Suddenly, from nowhere, the first choked sobs came out, and then more wails broke out from almost every row and every area. Many people here are voluntarily, with blood, but in fact, they are unable to bear it.
Amid the wailing of the audience, Hu Haipeng’s voice was clear and firm, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, but really, this is our enemy, an enemy we still don’t understand well enough, an enemy who is constantly probing the blue, searching the blue, I don’t know when. Alien civilizations that will invade on a large scale...according to historical heritage, we call them Dajian."
Next to Han Qingyu, Wen Jifei was trembling, but he was brave and tried his best to hide it, so much so that he unconsciously started to speak dirty words. This is completely understandable, and Han Qingyu will naturally not stop it.
"Qingzi, did you pee at that time?" Leng Buding turned around and asked.
Han Qingyu felt helpless, "...No, I was so scared that I forgot to be afraid."
"How is it possible? You, have you sick? There is no urine." Speaking between friends, Wen Jifei had no scruples, but it was a bit stuttered.
"Maybe I just didn't have enough time to pee at the time."
Han Qingyu tried to make a joke.
However, Wen Jifei didn't laugh or take any notice, and continued to talk to himself, "A gun can't hit this thing, this thing, are Lao Jian and the others really just... going up with a knife to chop it?!"
"Hmm." Han Qingyu thought for a while and said, "So it's probably not that I happened to have no urine, or that I was mentally ill... but because they were still there at that time.
The two briefly exchanged a few words.
At the same time, Hu Haipeng on the stage also opened the next scene and introduced:
“During the long history of existence and development, human beings have been tirelessly studying various sciences, such as physics, chemistry, mathematics, medicine... and enjoying the results brought by related scientific breakthroughs and progress.
“This is undoubtedly the greatest undertaking that we humans have ever done and are currently doing.
“However, one day, we discovered that what is most likely to bring about disruptive changes and leapfrog breakthroughs, so that we feel that we cannot chase them, are actually: some suddenly appearing, brand-new substances.
"For example, new energy and new materials in an absolute sense."
Han Qingyu knew what he was going to say next. He raised his hand to stop Wen Jifei who wanted to continue speaking. He sat up straight and began to concentrate.
Soon, the screen freezes, and the icons and text are displayed simultaneously.
[New energy in an absolute sense: source energy. 】
[A new material in an absolute sense: dead iron. 】
The video does not provide an in-depth introduction or explanation. I guess it is not for the purpose of popularizing science. After a short pause, the screen switches and a "man" wearing a weird iron sheet and filled with connecting pipes and holding a knife appears.
He looked clumsy and awkward, comically awkward.
However, the sword cut off the main gun of a tank.
"The first generation of source energy three-dimensional mobile device was born in the 10s of the 20th century. It was created jointly by three outstanding scientists at the time. It glorified the blue and redeemed mankind... but it has never been known to the world." Hu Haipeng looked solemn and paused. , and continued passionately like a statement: "From now on, we can use source energy to act on the human body, and arm ourselves with dead iron... Yes, we can split the big point... Yes, we are qualified to fight."
Silence, emotion, confusion, expectation.
Hu Haipeng said no more, and the video continued to play.
In the changing picture, the source energy three-dimensional device is improved from generation to generation, demonstrating its power in turn.
The color of the picture also gradually transitioned from black and white to color.
In the seventh generation, Han Qingyu saw the structure of a disk and an equilateral triangle on the backs of the two Purge members who were killed by him in a surprise attack from behind that day.
In the eighth generation, Han Qingyu saw the equipment worn by Lao Jian and others.
"It seems that the Purifiers, at least the Purifiers I have seen, still lag behind the Blue Alliance in terms of equipment, but the gap between the two generations is not huge, otherwise the other party would not be able to kill the Soldiers of the Azure Alliance."
"By the way, Lao Jian said that new devices may come out soon. Will the 9th generation source energy three-dimensional device be displayed?"
"If nothing else happens, that will be my first set of equipment. My fortune and life depend on it..."
Han Qingyu stared at the screen nervously and expectantly.
But no, the video only shows the 8th generation.
The next scene looks like a war propaganda film. It is a battle hybrid cut of the 8th generation device, and only cuts the victory moments and exciting moments of the warriors killing the big point.
The first scene of the picture is almost static, except for the wind... It is a portrait of forty-eight people wearing gray-blue shirts, trousers and combat boots, carrying war boxes on their backs, and wearing metal belts, with their backs to the screen.
Or from the perspective of flexibility and smoothness of movement, this suit is relatively slim-fitting while ensuring elasticity. In addition, the shirt is tucked into the belt, making everyone's figure look slimmer, regardless of male or female soldiers. They are all very tall and straight.
"That's not right. There are obviously a lot of tall, short, fat and thin people in the Laojian team...are they specially selected to pose for photos?" Han Qingyu suddenly thought.
"Fuck, he's so handsome." Wen Jifei blurted out unconsciously next to him.
There were many people who had the same reaction as him. Many people ignored their body and appearance at this moment, thinking that when they put on that equipment, they looked like what they looked like on the picture.
The next scene that followed made them scream in surprise.
The screen switched, and what came out was the moment when the soldiers were wearing gray and black coats, and finally put on their hoods... This is the autumn and winter combat uniform.
In the next scene, the attack begins.
"Is this too much?" As a person who has watched the entire actual battle, Han Qingyu had to admit that the scene playing on the screen, with the soldiers charging quickly with straight knives and the orchid crystal light flashing behind them, was real. Really handsome.
But the problem is, the battle scenes later are too fake.
Is Da Jian so easy to get out of the way? Oh, one, knee bend, oh, one, the back of the waist... the side of the neck, chest, ankles, wrists... Is the big tip really so easy to cut? What about cutting vegetables?
In the picture, the soldiers assaulted again and again, cutting through the sharp armor again and again. The bloody and heroic battle scenes and victory after victory inspired the enthusiasm and blood of the whole audience.
"It's too fake. Is this Wei Lan defrauding the troops?" Amid the cheers, Han Qingyu muttered in a voice that only he could hear.
But Wen Jifei, who was about to talk to him, heard it and asked in a low voice: "Fake, do you mean the big tip in the picture is fake?"
"That's not true. It's just that the actual battle is not like this at all. In fact, we are at an absolute disadvantage. Do you understand? Suppressed by absolute numbers, we are still at an absolute disadvantage most of the time. Actions like these in the picture and cuts like this are simply not possible. It's very rare, I'm afraid I have to go through a lot of trouble to find these..." he said.
"But doesn't that mean that someone has actually done it?" Wen Jifei interrupted abruptly.
Han Qingyu was stunned for a moment, and began to think: "Yes, even if it is a scene that has been found with so much painstaking efforts, even if it is edited, it shows that... someone has indeed done such a dodge, such an attack, such... Cut off the big tip."
There was a sense of impact in his thinking. After the silence, Han Qingyu turned his head and said to Wen Jifei seriously and with some emotion: "You are right."
At this time, the video had finished playing, and the audience was filled with excitement and fear.
…………
In the second half, the noisy recruits finally quieted down.
Hu Haipeng changed his stance and sat down on the edge of the stage somewhat casually. Then he spoke in a very relaxed state and said with a smile: "Next, let's talk about another topic...love."
What happened... There were various reactions in the audience, some were laughing, some were indifferent, some were shy, and some were pretending to be serious.
"One day is blue and life is blue. This is our destiny. So, first of all, I want to say that the Blue Alliance...is not against love."
"Secondly, I can tell you frankly that here, for some objective reasons, love is actually more likely to happen."
Amidst the low laughter and whispers, Hu Haipeng's face was dark, his tone was heavy, and he raised his voice:
"And finally, what I want to tell you solemnly is that... it is also easy to lose. Even easier than it is to happen... suddenly, just lose it."
PS: I uploaded a new cover with the original image minus the characters, maybe it will pass during the day. That’s it for the cover issue. No matter what your opinions are, whether you like it or not, or how you say it, I think I can no longer waste time and energy... I should focus on the content and calm down to tell the story.
