"You have a chance to win, but you don't seem to care... So, just help me win, okay?"
By the end of this sentence, his tone and eyes were already extremely weak.
Anyway, this has been the case from the moment he decided to catch up. Captain Mira simply broke the pot first.
As for majesty and so on, let’s just build it from scratch next time… Anyway, we just started building it this time, so we haven’t built too much yet.
Because of the relationship between the arms before, the distance between the two was very close now. Han Qingyu looked at her, looked at her, and saw Mira a bit virtual, and hesitated to speak, saying, "That ..."
At this moment, he suddenly had a kind of greedy and straight, red fruit. This made Mira suddenly feel panic, and then was a little angry. She hurriedly opened her hand.
"Well, Captain Mira, do you have any deposits? I mean, since the troops have no bonuses, then we ..."
Han Qingyu didn't seem to notice Mira's reaction at all. He was just sincere, and finally said more complete.
"Ah?" Mira returned to God and stunned.
"...I'm just kidding, let me try."
Han Qingyu left.
Mira still stunned there, was he joking? But he looked very serious just now.
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11 Success to hear one thing, about the two -way selection of recruits in the future.
As a result, many problems have become easy to reason. For example, in the case of Mira, it is basically certain that she will become the captain soon, because it is a new team, and she will be here to select people, or to recruit people.
In this way, everyone in the 11th Night Club had explanations for her various weird behaviors that were speechless but barely reasonable.
This is careful to play ... Well, it is really annoying.
"It turns out that Miss Mira really does not look at which one is in us?" The voice of the grave robber Lai Shi sounded in the darkness. Listening to this emotion, it had been thinking and tangling in my heart for a long time.
One thing about him is that he can say even the most absurd things in a sincere tone. Only this time, what he said was the truth.
Everyone said, "Yes."
Painful realization.
Fantasy is shattered, all of the 11 places have lost their depression for about two seconds ...
Then, the atmosphere suddenly became joyful - it would be great to get out together. Compared to having a bastard succeed here in the end, this result is simply better.
The 11th beds of this night were the Lost Love Front Alliance, but they were not sad. After the cheerful, everyone lay quietly on the bed, but everyone didn't sleep and was thinking about something.
"Anyway, I will practice hard in the next few days...I won't skate anymore." Yang Qingbai suddenly spoke and said seriously.
"Yes, me too."
"I can do it too."
Several people responded to him, and then returned to quiet.
"I really want Miss Mira to be happy." This time, Liu Shiheng suddenly said.
"Um."
"She really works hard to teach us."
After speaking, the 11 beds were quiet again.
"We can't win about hard work ..." After a while, the grave robber said, "I don't say I will not work hard, I will work hard, but it may be ..." Maybe this is the case. "
"At least perform better."
"yes."
Another brief silence.
"But if some people obviously have a chance to win, they don't work hard." Wen Jifei cough and cleared his throat. "Someone knows that I am talking about you?"
"Don't pretend to be dead, otherwise I will say all the things you have done in high school." He smiled and continued to threaten.
Han Qingyu smiled in the darkness, "Don't worry, I will try my best to try."
His best effort means not using the last bit of residual source energy in his body, and only relying on his body's best efforts.
"Then, come on, Qingzi."
"Well, come on, we will try our best not to shame the captain."
The conversation during this eleventh night seemed to always be like this. A few words started suddenly and then stopped abruptly, but in fact no one fell asleep.
This time the interval is a little longer.
"Captain Mira's source energy fusion degree is probably not high, it may be very ordinary..." Yang Qingbai whispered.
"Shh." Seven voices stopped him at the same time.
In fact, everyone has guessed it, from the rumors that she has never been able to be the captain, from the fact that she is like a god with a gun but said that she does not want the team members to be her, from her worries and all the stupid things she does because she is worried about not being able to select team members, from the She seemed to be overly serious about her efforts and too eager to prove herself...
I have guess, but I do n’t want to say it, nor does it want to hear others to say break ... It ’s a cruel thing like going through it like it.
But after all, someone said it.
"So she tried so hard to find some powerful players. Probably the veteran side, and I was thinking about it ... After all, it was a battlefield, and she would definitely worry." Wen Jifei was rare to not make trouble.
After dinner, he walked on the road, and Mira even asked him for sorry, he couldn't think of it. At that time, he said it was okay. Didn't the chief instructor and the others beat us up if there was nothing wrong? Mira said that different. I should actually find a better way to explain the problem of inertia and braking ...
"Why do she want to be the captain so much? To be honest, the injury rate of this line is not a good thing to add officials ... A girl, so stubbornly compete with herself."
Liu Shiheng was so puzzled.
This time, no one answered, and 11 stays kept silent because no one could give him the answer.
"Probably because of her brother." The sound of obscure but peaceful sound sounded outside the dormitory door. Zhang Daoan may have stood for a while. He said, "The Mira family has been living in China for a long time ... her only one of her only one of her only ... her only one of her only her only ... her only one of her only her only ... her only one of her only her only ... her only one of her only her only ... her only one of her only her only ... her only one of her only her only ... her only one of her only her only ... her only one of her only her only ... her only one of her only her only ... her only one of her only her only ... her only one of her only her only ... her only one of her only her only ... her only one of her only her only ... her only one of her only her only ... her only one of her only her only ... her only one of her only her only ... her only one of her only her only ... her only one of her only her only ... she's only one of her only one ... her only one of her only her only ... her only one of her. My brother, as a foreign captain, died in China Asia ten years ago to witness the frontline battlefield."
Then there is footsteps, farther away.
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The next morning, after Han Qingyu finished breakfast, several people from the army found him.
The visitor first asked about everything related to the 700 Reserve Station incident from beginning to end, asking many details carefully, and then extracted his fingerprints.
Because of Lao Jian's earlier advice, Han Qingyu endured it and did not mention the bonus.
"By the way, Second Lieutenant Mila Qiao, you are now the direct instructor of your squad, right?" After the business was completed, an officer called out to Han Qingyu who was about to leave. As if he suddenly thought of it, he asked casually. .
"Yes." Han Qingyu stood down and said.
"How is it?" the officer asked with a smile: "We have been together for a while. From your perspective, do you think Second Lieutenant Mira is suitable to become a captain? This year in the army..."
Han Qingyu thought about it for a while, looked up, and said in a bland but affirmative voice: "She is not suitable."
The officer was a little wrong, "Huh? You ... have contradictions? Or do you think that Micro Mira is in quality ..."
Because of Han Qingyu's special, the officer's opinion on him seemed to attach great importance to him.
"No, she is good. I believe she can even pay for her team members if she becomes captain ... In fact, we like Lieutenant Mira very much in the whole 11 places." Han Qingyu knows that he is breaking Mira's dream, But he still said, "But I'm sure, she is not suitable."
The officer's face was still a little blank.
"I hope you can think about this again," Han Qing dung paused, saying, "Responsible for witnessing the battlefield, and also responsible for Miss Mira's life."
In the end, the officer nodded thoughtfully, "Okay, you can train first."
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Han Qingyu did not tell anyone about this conversation.
Just in the next few days of fighting training, as a round of live target every day, like the other seven other people in 11 places, he completely changed his previous attitude of stealing and slippery ...
They became very serious, no matter whether the opponents were other recruits, or occasionally replaced the instructors, no matter how weak they worked in front of the instructor.
These instructors are Zhang Daoan. They are not as easy as Mira. Although they are also standing, they are really fist to meat, and their names are: "Only pain can make you remember what to do in the future ... …Remember to say thank you when the time comes.”
Except for Han Qingyu who still didn't try his best, the rest of the 11th Su team had already tried their best. On the day when the half of the training was over, they finally began to be like a soldier, and they began to sleep when they were exhausted every day, and even hummed in their dreams after falling asleep.
During this period, Mira still found a reason to take a bath 11 from time to time, because the female warrior told her that from time to time, the players started working hard from that day.
She comes to send ointment to the players every day. She looks very happy every day, but she tries her face to her face and hides her carelessness.
Days like this passed quickly, and finally, the half-term training day arrived.
At a certain window on the third floor of the instructor building, Li Wangqiang rubbed his hands and stared eagerly. On the training ground not far away, more than a dozen wooden platforms were placed in the field, surrounded by recruits and the lively veterans, and they were full of voices.
"Oh! Tsk." A recruit struggled on the edge of the stage with his arms raised for several seconds, but finally lost his support and fell down. Li Wangqiang sighed.
In fact, he knew very well how small the chance of the recruits winning was, and it was even impossible for them to win, but still, Captain Li looked forward to it enthusiastically every time.
"It seems that every time is just almost." The grave robbing brother who returned to the stage had just passed the scene. He was the first batch. After he came down, he had been regretting it, saying that he had been several times, and he was just a little bit.
But now he finds that it seems that the recruits can do it ... just a little ... but no one can cross this.
"The worse it looks worse, the more it shows that the veterans are very easy." Han Qingyu said beside him.
Seeing the remaining a few left.
"Starting, braking, ease, absolute grasp, can you dodge like this ... You see that big." Han Qingyu pointed at the person who was kicked off with the veteran on the stage at this time.
"His...his name is He Tangtang." Yang Qingbai said, "He was the one who was late to grab meat that day...and he became famous later on."
"Oh, his image and name are so...cute?" Han Qingyu smiled and said: "Look at the veteran opposite him, he always leaves a lot of space... At first glance, it seems that he is smaller than Those recruits with a bad performance are poor, but in fact, his movements are very fast, and the threat to veterans is very threatened. "
"So?" The rest of the people nodded with thoughts, and then frustrated, "Then there is a fart, it is obviously a veteran ... Doesn't this make our recruits win? "
"No, the simple device they have... is far from a real three-dimensional mobile device."
"Yeah?"
"Um." Han Qingyu made a comparison in his heart, and then said, "This should be mainly a protective effect, so that the recruits can play ... As for the improvement of mobility, even if there is, it is probably limited."
The second -year veterans on the stage are all simple devices that are completely different from Lao Jian and other people. There is only a metal belt with horizontal chest, and a square source box is buckled on it.
The recruits took the real knife, but the material was not dead iron, it was ordinary material, and there was no blade.
Before the assessment began, Zhang Daoan had someone demonstrate it to the recruits so that they would not have any scruples. The knife hit the body and the blade cracked.
He seemed to show the power of the source of the three -dimensional motor device at this semi -training juncture.
"It's my turn...I'm on." Just as he was saying this, the examiner announced his number. Wen Jifei squeezed out of the crowd, handed his name and number plate to the examiner sitting aside, and then jumped onto the ring.
Then, just stood there.
He doesn't do ...
The veteran opposite has originally stipulated that it only dodge and does not attack. Their fun is to dazzle people, lure them with weak points, and then dazzle the new recruits until they fall off the ring. This is the scene where the veterans applaud the warmest and whistle the loudest.
But now, the veteran has sold 800 flaws, and Wen Jifei still doesn't move.
"Isn't it right?" The two people stared at their eyes with big eyes, and Wen Jifei shook the knife in her hand. "No matter how you judge the last, I think it is a flat hand anyway."
After explaining his tactics, Wen Jifei turned around and leaned over, "Qingzi, how much time do you have?"
The prescribed time is two minutes. Han Qingyu looked at Mira's watch in his hand, "still... 18, 17 seconds."
"Oh, then I am almost the same ... 唰." The belly of the knife suddenly slanted upwards from the abdomen of the chicken.
Exclamations.
Shameless.
This was unexpected by most people, but the veterans opposite Wen Jifei had witnessed the front -line battlefield ... they never neglected easily.
People flew back to the other side of the ring for a moment, shook, and stood.
pity.
In the remaining ten seconds, Wen Jifei attacked like crazy, but there was no chance at all.
"I'm sorry, Captain." In the end, Wen Jifei, who had fallen off the ring, got up from the ground, smiled bitterly with Mira, and then came over and patted Han Qingyu's back.
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"Are you that Han Qingyu?"
Because he had hit Zhang Daoan on the head and was involved in the meat-robbing night, the veteran also knew that the recruit in front of him was named Han Qingyu.
Even if I do n’t know, it ’s just a battle that the recruits surrounded by the recruits in the stands, and he also understood.
"Yes." Han Qingyu stood upright and relaxed, holding a knife in his left hand, his arm hanging naturally and sticking to the edge of his pants.
"Come." The veteran smiled easily, but the next second, he calmed down to accept the challenge, very focused, and the blue light flashed on his chest... He couldn't lose face like this.
"good."
Han Qingyu had already drawn his sword at the same time he spoke.
The left -handed knife, straight up from the bottom up, so, he can directly connect a movement, split down, regardless of the straight line or oblique direction.
"Huh." A rare cry came out from the corner where the veterans gathered, "It's so fast!"
Han Qingyu is indeed fast, but it is not enough. The veteran on the stage immediately dodged to the right, and the distance opened in an instant was enough for him to dodge the sword and break the connection between Han Qingyu's next sword.
But... oops.
Because after he dodged, he realized that Han Qingyu's sword had not been completed at all.
His left hand was just to deliver the knife. In the middle of the move, Han Qingyu had already used his right hand to receive the knife, then held it backwards, twisted his body, and exerted force on his waist and abdomen.
This action is ugly... very difficult, therefore, it is also difficult to prevent.
Except for surprise, all pursuits have only one angle, taught by Mira.
While the person was charging forward, the blade of the knife broke through the wind from the lower left to the upper right.
Lightning, flint, just one blow... The recruits have been fighting for a long time, and they basically know that the real opportunity is actually only once or twice.
"Catch it."
"Bang."
There was a muffled sound, and the veteran's right arm hit the blade heavily from top to bottom.
He wanted to dodge, but it was too late, so he instinctively chose to block. Cracks appeared on the blade, and Han Qingyu moved the knife to the right.
Everyone was stunned for a moment because of this scene.
"This", the assembled recruits suddenly exploded, pointing at the stage and shouting, "Guilty..."
They want to say it's a foul, right? Didn't we agree that the veterans would only dodge but not attack? Could it be said that it can be blocked? Is this a block?
But their questioning was not completed.
Because the battle on stage didn’t stop at all…
The hit from the veteran made Han Qingyu's whole body fall downwards and shift to the right.
But his knife was still held in his hand, and his forward movement had not stopped yet.
"Tsk..."
With a long sound, Han Qingyu's tilted body rushed forward with inertia. At the same time, he twisted as hard as he could, slid the outside of his right foot close to the ground, and pushed hard with his left foot. In this way, it traced along the veteran's waist in a streamlined manner.
And that sound was the friction of the blade against the veteran's waist.
All the sound.
Han Qingyu staggered and barely stood at the other end of the ring.
At this moment, it was probably less than 5 seconds since he first drew the knife.
The veteran was still standing there. He did not turn around to look at Han Qingyu, but slowly lowered his head and looked at the left side of his waist... He was not injured, but his entire expression looked as if it had really been cut open. .
The whole place was unexpectedly quiet.
Until the examiner's voice, without any emotion, sounded clearly:
"Broken arm, cut in the waist."
"Class 11, Han Qingyu, wins."
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In the instructor building, Li Wangqiang was holding half of the window that he had just accidentally removed.
"What are you looking at? Why don't you hurry up and arrange the work in the group? Then arrange a car for me."
"Yes." His subordinates responded.
"I will go to the testing site with this batch of recruits tomorrow." Li Wangqiang then explained to several regiment staff members.
Then he turned around with a silly smile, his eyes shining, looking at the lively scene that suddenly broke out on the training ground, and looking at the figure who had just jumped off the ring.
"Let me tell you, tonight I will go to the Heroic Spirit Wall of Jiujun Mountain to ask for favors from the old guys... If this child tests out to be below C level, I, Old Li, will never be with them... for the rest of my life. If they are above level B, I will treat them to drinking for three days and three nights."
