There are already a lot fewer people in the Ninth Army Combat Training Base. According to the hometown saying of Uncle Xiaotao who is guarding the gate at the living base, those who are soldiers are soldiers, and those who are instructors are also soldiers. One year after another group of people come and go, age.
In this way, the base seems a bit empty. Except for some veterans who have returned for vacation, as well as the officers and guards of the base, there are almost only a few new teams still in the preparation period.
The instructor's building was also almost empty.
Lao Jian used the assigned celadon cup to brew a cup of Longjing tea from the west of Linzhou City. After smelling the aroma, she covered it and served it. She walked leisurely to the window and said casually:
"Captain Mira, if you have time, please call Han Qingyu to the office... I think it's a matter of team members choosing this stall. When we discuss it, it doesn't matter if he listens.
This was because Han Qingyu wanted to ask for his opinion and put down the captain's airs again. Mira buried her head in writing, using her left hand to write Chinese characters, and said with a smile: "He went on a mission."
"Oh...ah?!" Captain Lao croaked like a frog, trying hard to control his emotional reaction, and then said: "Is it so sudden? Why...it didn't go through my approval?"
"It was probably too late. You were busy at the time. The army approved it directly. Several people left in a hurry, saying they would definitely come back before the team set off." Mira continued.
"Oh." A huge sense of loss came over him, Captain Lao said to himself, but I am the captain, captain... The problem is that a certain soldier under his command is always in the army, and even takes command from above, and the big boy is unhappy.
"Actually, most of the veterans who signed up this time are very good, and we have already decided on two. If there are no more, let's decide. If not, ask the regiment leader what he means."
"……Um."
On the other side, a group of people were in various moods and expressions. Looking at the enthusiastic and cheerful mixed-race little Cuihua in front of them, their reactions were generally dumbfounding.
Of course, Wen Jifei, the bastard, was not just out for fun. The first time they met, he tried to test the other person's temper with seemingly boredom.
After all, entering this thing is a matter of life and death, and the person who makes the decision is a stranger, who doesn't understand it at all, so you need to have a rough judgment in your mind first.
"It doesn't look like it's fake." After observing the mixed-race little Cuihua's expression for a while, Han Qingyu came to a preliminary conclusion in his heart, but he was not happy about it.
Because of some special logical expectations, he actually hopes that the other person will be a dark villain with a vicious heart and hidden plots. In this way, many things will become much easier for him.
And if the other party is indeed sincere and kind, then based on his character principles, since he has taken advantage of the other party's opportunity, he must try his best to protect the other party's safety. Finally, when it comes to the issue of reward sharing, he will also Some trouble.
"You've gone too far, chicken. This is such a sharp fruit. When I meet you, a scientist, I will become a green flower."
He Tangtang muttered behind him, this is Yanjing dialect also used as Jianghu dialect, Jianguo means beautiful woman, and if it is a beautiful man, it is called Jiansun.
But in Weilan, these two words are quite popular, and probably not many men want to be praised like this.
Because of his words, a group of people wanted to laugh.
The mixed-race little Cuihua was certainly not stupid. Judging from her expression, she looked at Han Qingyu and asked, "Isn't this name powerful?"
When Wen Jifei saw this, he quickly made up for it himself: "Brother, you are deeper in scientific research than me. How about you watch and improve it? We'll take all the money."
The mixed-race little Cuihua looked at them, "Are you two brothers?"
Wen Jifei: "Yes, brothers."
Han Qingyu: "Half-father and half-mother."
Xiao Cuihua was confused for a moment and ignored it, "What about my name?"
"Very... strong." Han Qingyu hesitated and said, "It's just because it happens to have the same name as my neighbor's grandma in the village, so I thought about it and could change it."
Xiao Cuihua looked at him and nodded.
So, what to change? A group of people were talking, some seriously, some jokingly. Even Shen Yixiu, who was pretending to be a robot, secretly gave some suggestions, which were spoken by Han Qingyu.
Finally took down a basket of names.
The mixed-race little Cuihua listened to various explanations and carefully selected for a long time. Finally, she chose two, Yin Caixin and Yin Suyi. She said that one was interesting and cute, and the other was very Chinese and Asian, and also sounded good. want to.
"Then take them all. Just treat one as a nickname and the other as a famous name. The remaining ones can be replaced at any time... and your original one can also be used together."
Han Qingyu really didn't want to waste any more time on this matter, so he made the final decision.
In this way, when they first met, Yin Caixin accumulated a bunch of Chinese names.
Later, under her leadership, the group came to the hotel where the Alphonse family arranged to stay temporarily.
This is not the third fixed exploration place. I heard it is a bit far away, but the environment is also quite hidden.
The hotel was almost full, and they were all young faces from all over the world. Naturally, there were also people from the Chinese Asian Front.
In the newly opened large room.
Yin Caixin took out a piece of paper with artistic printing and placed it on the table.
During this period, she spoke to the foreigners she brought with her in French and English.
Han Qingyu and others are not worried about language issues. Because Xi Mei actually knows some foreign languages. Although she can't speak them well, she can understand the general meaning. During her lonely five or six years, she learned a lot because of her loneliness.
Looking up and looking at Han Qingyu and the others, Yin Caixin said, "This is the theme of this year's trial. Let me translate it for you."
theme? ! Does this thing have a theme?
Han Qingyu was also a little helpless about the idea of the romantic French Xingyao senior who later became a painter.
"Every time there is a theme. Mr. Alphonse upholds the spirit of war romanticism."
"Oh, tell me then."
"The theme this time is knights and...princess." Yin Caixin said, a little happy and shy, because according to this logic, it is obvious that she is the princess this time.
"What the hell?!" He Tangtang asked carelessly from the side.
"That is, only when the girls in the team persist to the end can they be judged as winners and get the extra metal piece as a reward."
"..."
Han Qingyu turned around, and a group of people quickly gathered together and whispered:
"She's not bullying us because we can't understand the above, is she trying to trick us?"
"It is possible."
"But we still have Sister Xi. At least her voice is fine. I don't know if that counts."
"No, why don't you want Xiaojianguo to order? Do you think she will definitely rush to the street?"
"What kind of knight and princess? It looks like a queen's game... There is this rule when you go in. Why doesn't she rebel and act like a domineering person?"
"Then find a way to make her obedient." Han Qingyu said.
Yin Caixin raised her head and looked at their backs, her eyes blank for a while, "You guys?"
"It's okay. Let's discuss how to protect you. You can continue." Wen Jifei turned around and said.
"Um."
Yin Caixin translated the following task description seriously.
Generally speaking, it is not complicated. Only 5 people can enter a team, and there must be one girl.
"Was it like this before?"
"No, it changes every time. The theme last time was my brother, joining a team of 15 people." Yin Caixin said apologetically: "So I'm sorry, I didn't know beforehand..."
This means that more than half of the people present are not allowed to enter. He Tangtang became a little anxious, "Then the person who made the rules this time, is he mentally ill? Only a few people will be allowed in."
"Yes, with this lineup, even if the girls who enter are not weak, they are not strong enough to cut big points?!" Liu Shiheng muttered: "So, this is deliberately to let everyone find allies to form a team after entering, and cultivate Teamwork?"
Yin Caixin patted her head several times, "Yes, that's what Mr. Alphonse meant in the mission statement. He said that because in our future, we have to prepare for a chaotic war of all-out invasion, we cannot always remain intact. The formations, just like the scattered troops in real war, must be organized quickly..."
This explanation gives people a very reasonable feeling.
But Han Qingyu vaguely felt something was wrong.
Just thinking about it...
was interrupted.
Yin Caixin glanced at the people around her with a slight embarrassment, "So, who should be the last to enter here?"
There are 13 people here, including Yin Caixin herself, who is certain.
"I have a B+ fusion degree." She took the initiative to speak, but her eyes were a little uneasy.
"A." Han Qingyu said.
After speaking, he helped Shen Yixiu and said, "A warrior in full armor is better than me."
"I know." Yin Caixin looked at Shen Yixiu's armor, her eyes were full of kindness, she smiled and nodded.
Obviously, she already knew the general situation of Shen Yixiu from her grandfather.
Then came He Tangtang, "I am also B+"
"I," Liu Shiheng said, "forget it, I'll help you look at things outside."
Wen Jifei: "My situation is more complicated... I won't go."
Because it was about letters, the foreigners on Yin Caixin's side could naturally understand it, and a group of people chattered for a while.
Finally, Yin Caixin spoke, "The people I contacted and hired ranged from B-level to C-level... But they said that integration does not equal strength."
This is a fact. In fact, there are considerations of talent realization and armor penetration time.
Han Qingyu nodded, "Understood."
From his point of view, he certainly hopes that the other four people entering the venue are his own, or at least He Tangtang also wants to enter, so that it can be convenient.
Yin Caixin's eyes were still apologetic, and she seemed a little embarrassed by what she said next, "Then..."
"It's okay, just say it."
"There's a small sparring field here."
"Okay, you can provide the source energy blocks for sparring."
"..."
…………
Sparring field.
Perhaps in order to ease the awkward atmosphere of internal competition, Yin Caixin took the initiative to step forward and said, "I, although I don't need to be selected, I still want to show my strength so that you can understand..."
"This is my best."
Buzz, the device starts.
Yin Cai Xin starts...
She was fine on her own side, but on Han Qingyu's side, a group of people were dumbfounded.
"Invincible Hot Wheels?!"
Wen Jifei looked at it for a while and finally couldn't help but sigh.
At this time, on the sparring stage, Yin Caixin, who was actually not strong at all, was holding a dead-iron fixed blade in both hands that was longer and wider than the standard sword of the Chinese Asian Army... and was spinning!
It is undeniable that she turns very fast and has good explosive power. At the same time, the long knife can be recovered and extended in her hand.
Beep, go, go to the upper left corner.
Di Liu slipped to the edge of the center stage.
Tick lick lick... S-shaped movement.
Didi Liu Liu completely lost his rules...
Almost flying.
It keeps turning and moving.
"What's this?" He Tangtang said.
"Helicopter." Wen Jifei said.
"All right," Liu Shiheng said, "So do you think she has complete control over her movements, or is it actually just random movements?"
Han Qingyu: "I'm just curious if she faints."
The answer is, she fainted.
Yin Caixin finally stopped, her waist tilted to the left, and she stumbled a few steps. She finally stood still, turned around and looked up at Han Qingyu and others, adjusted her breathing, and there was a thin layer of sweat on her forehead, "Okay. ?"
"Okay, great." Han Qingyu said calmly: "Just don't use this trick after entering."
Yin Caixin was confused, "Why?"
"Because... it's too strong." Han Qingyu said, "I'm afraid you'll hurt us."
