It was not Shao Xuan who came on stage with the golden eraser.
But he still stood up and waved hello to everyone. Amid the cheers of the crowd, he promised to take out five source energy blocks to supplement the consumption needs of the actual combat assessment.
Of course, since it was White Eraser who brought up this matter first, the source energy blocks must be put to their use first. If there are any remaining gold blocks, they still have to be taken back.
"Everyone is welcome to choose our golden eraser." When he finally sat down, Shao Xuan said again. His impression today was very good.
But, "Haha, I'd rather choose you, but will you choose me?! You'll just tell empty words to deceive people's feelings."
In the back row, a naughty little female soldier hid in the corner and spoke angrily, her whole tone as plaintive as a young daughter-in-law waiting to be married.
The whole audience burst into laughter.
Golden Board Era has only two places for recruitment this year, and in the eyes of almost everyone, one of them has already been decided.
[Last year’s comprehensive ranking: No. 1 in the entire army]
[Team History: Participated in the Strangulation of Red Shoulders]
[Current situation: The Ninth Army ranks first in combat strength]
The golden eraser team information displayed on the projection was very concise. Qin Guowen stood on the stage as the representative and smiled.
"The brothers in the team asked me to come up and remember to add that here, the 'Ninth Army has the first combat power'... It's just because we haven't had the opportunity to fully compete with the brother teams from the other five armies in the past few years."
With just such a sentence, all the confidence and domineering that a golden eraser should have in ordinary life came out.
At the same time, the attentive recruits have also heard another meaning: there seems to be a comprehensive competition between gold and white, or between the top teams, and then gold wins, winning for many years .
I asked the veteran captain and the answer was indeed the same.
After Qin Guowen finished speaking, he waved to step down.
The last part of the meeting procedure was for the regimental commanders, regimental leaders and instructors present to replace the formal blue warrior epaulettes for the new recruits of the regiment and send farewell messages.
The information session is over.
Han Qingyu, Wen Jifei, He Tangtang and others walked among the crowded crowd holding the box containing the source energy block, greeting familiar friends who were about to leave.
As for which team Han Qingyu would eventually go to, even Liu Shiheng couldn't bear to ask after returning from the medical station. He felt that it was inappropriate to ask, and it would easily burden Qingzi with the choice.
"Hello, Han Qingyu?" someone shouted, with a somewhat strange tone.
A figure about one and eighty meters tall and with a very broad body walked out of the crowd, somewhat conspicuous.
This man is very strong, but judging from his face, he looks about twenty-one or twelve years old.
"Yes, hello." There were so many new recruits in the army, and Han Qingyu couldn't recognize them all, so he just responded with a polite smile.
"So, you are our Bancha Ninth Army, the strongest recruit in the past ten years?!" This sentence was loud and the tone was a bit strange. It attracted many people to stop and watch. The sturdy young man seemed to have waited a moment before introducing himself. Said: "My name is Bai Ji."
Judging from the reactions at the scene, no one seemed to recognize him, and Han Qingyu didn't say a word.
"Source energy fusion degree is A+." Bai Ji continued.
"Wow." There was a burst of exclamation from everyone on the spot.
"No one could fight me last year, and now I want to fight you." Bai Ji explained his intention directly, paused and then continued: "Yes, last year, maybe you thought it was a bit unfair, because I was actually Joined the Blues last year.”
After he said this, the expectant crowd immediately started talking.
The strength of new recruits grows the fastest in the first few years after leaving the camp. As a veteran with one year of battlefield experience and energy nourishment, Bai Ji came to challenge Han Qingyu, which is somewhat unjustifiable.
"But" Bai Ji quickly suppressed the discussion with his powerful voice, "but last year I actually wore armor for less than twenty days before I was seriously injured and then lay in bed for nearly a year... so the military Even though I am also a recruit this year, I will leave camp at the same time as everyone else."
He was finding a position for himself, and the actual effect was very good. When he said this, all the comments around him suddenly disappeared.
Some people even secretly feel that this may be a bit unfair to him in turn.
This includes Han Qingyu. He was originally very interested in competing with A+ veterans. Even if he did not compete for the reward of actual combat training, he was still willing to have a good fight with him, but now...
"I'd better not fight." Facing Bai Ji's gaze and the gazes of hundreds of people on the field, Han Qingyu said with a smile.
Is this person so shameless? Bai Ji was stunned for a moment, "Why?"
"Because I have to go back and count the source energy blocks." Han Qingyu held up the box containing the source energy blocks in his hand and made a joke.
When he walked past Bai Ji, he whispered: "How is your body recovering? I heard that old injuries can be very troublesome, so you must take good care of yourself."
This sentence was sincere. They were all comrades of Azure, and Bai Ji had been seriously injured. Han Qingyu didn't know what his condition was. He was afraid that the competition at the same level would be too serious, and he would be injured again as soon as he recovered. It would be careless and boring.
He didn't even say this in public as a reason not to fight.
The two passed each other.
Han Qingyu is also 1.83 meters tall, which is not short, but his horizontal body, arms, and thighs make him look a whole size smaller than Bai Ji.
"Han Qingyu."
At this time, an officer not far away called him from the second floor of the office building.
"arrive."
"Answer the phone."
"Okay." Han Qingyu was a little curious. Who would call him here?
After thinking about it, I quickly ran upstairs.
"It's an internal confidential line call." The officer whispered as he led Han Qingyu around a lot to a small room, motioned for him to go in, and then stood outside the door.
The phone is on the table.
Han Qingyu picked it up and said, "Hey, who are you?"
"It's me, Brother Qingzi, I'm Tu Zi." said the voice on the other side.
"Oh, are you going to give me back the source energy block?"
"...No, that, I haven't saved enough yet."
"Oh, what about you?"
"I'm calling to tell you some news."
"what news?"
"Brother Qingzi, you are being rewarded."
"...What, a reward?"
"The people from the Purge Sect are most likely the Mr. Zhu you almost killed before. They have posted a reward in the Injustice City for your life in the past two days."
In the following time, Tu Zi introduced Han Qingyu to a field that was unknown to him.
In this world related to source energy, there is actually a dark corner of chaos. Somewhere on the border between Mexico and Mitli, there is a small town that was originally the den of a super drug dealer and now has no ordinary residents.
It was called the City of Injustice.
