The sky is clear, the wind is blowing on the grass, and on the endless prairie, I don't know when hundreds of apartment-style high-rise buildings appeared.

The well-proportioned high-rise buildings and various planned campsites around it make this place look like a city out of thin air.

This is the joint training camp, the camp for the first batch of special operations training personnel jointly organized by the Earth Federation and the Great Sui Dynasty. The Earth soldiers participating in this training may not be the most elite ones, but they are the ones with the best psychological state.

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Jiang Shangfeng, after being selected to participate in a strange online test three years ago, was transferred here to participate in special training.

Early in the morning, before dawn, Jiang Shangfeng had already woken up and was washing up in the single bathroom provided in the dormitory.

Although I am here for special training, the living conditions here are unexpectedly generous, with single dormitories, bathrooms, spacious and quiet restaurants, and even radios that you can choose freely and have them delivered at any time.

Many of the dishes were something Jiang Shangfeng had never seen before. After trying them, his favorite was the pea cake.

According to reports, the raw materials of the pea cake are made from a subspecies of mutated peas and sugar from mutated sugar cane. They are made from water from the Golden God Water Vein and diluted multiple times.

They are all terms that I don’t know are powerful, but since they are on the air, they will not be harmful if eaten.

After Jiang Shangfeng put on the black tights for training, he ordered pea cakes like this as usual, then walked to the window out of habit, opened the window, and waited.

Thinking back on the knowledge received from these three institutes, Jiang Shangfeng still felt a strange sense of separation.

"This feeling is always a bit... fantasy?"

On these three days, every morning is knowledge training, with several instructors taking turns teaching some common sense about dark energy technology and martial arts practice.

Regarding the various situations where dark energy detectors are applicable, as well as the precursors that will appear when most anti-personnel weapons are used.

Regarding the distribution of muscles and bones, to what extent does the pain reach a stage where training is no longer possible? In which parts is it normal to feel pain or warmth and numbness? In which parts is it a dangerous situation that requires immediate stopping of training?

That’s it for dark energy technology. After all, when new weapons appeared in the military in the past, the relevant popular science education was similar to this situation.

However, martial arts, where you can practice extraordinary physical fitness, climb on water, or even fly to the ground, this kind of thing actually exists? Sometimes I have fantasized and longed for it, but when I grow up, I finally understand the choice between true and false, and then there is

Suddenly I tell you, this thing is indeed real and has even become an important training item.

This still feels a bit too... fantasy.

However, it was only during these three days that Jiang Shangfeng realized that the armored warriors who appeared were actually accomplished warriors who had practiced martial arts.

In the afternoon, the instructor gave a demonstration, and then the soldiers followed through with some basic training.

According to the instructors, these three days can only be regarded as a buffer period. After three days, that is, today, the real formal training begins.

bite!

A tray covered with glass flew over from the restaurant in the distance and arrived smoothly outside the window.

Jiang Shangfeng came to his senses and reached out to catch the plate.

After Jiang Shangfeng's palm touched the tray, he lost the power of floating and fell into his palm.

When you open the glass cover, there is only a pastry the size of an adult's thumb.

Jiang Shangfeng threw the green pastry into his mouth, and soon he felt so full that he could no longer eat anything.

He put the tray on the table aside, opened his posture, and slowly made some movements imitating a tiger or a concave cow.

When I practiced these movements for the seventh time, the feeling of fullness was slightly relieved, and my whole body seemed to be soaking in a large bath, with a tendency to feel warm and even hot.

At this time, the assembly bell rang. Jiang Shangfeng pressed his hands on his abdomen, slightly calmed down his rapid breathing after the exercise, then quickly went out and went downstairs to assemble on the field.

There are already many people running around in the corridor.

Everyone was quiet, except for the faint sound of footsteps echoing in the entire corridor amidst the noise.

The field is very large, basically thousands of acres of grassland have been leveled and then covered with a layer of asphalt.

However, going to the empty field, there was now a group of people wearing white armor.

A total of 30,000 soldiers in the joint training camp were assembled on this field within half an hour. Although their movements were uniform and they stood still, the corner of their eyes still glanced in the direction of those white armors from time to time.

past.

A rough estimate shows that the number of people wearing white armor is about 30,000.

Jiang Shangfeng had already secretly guessed, "Could it be that formal training requires one-on-one coaching and sparring?"

A row of instructors wearing simple black uniforms stood at the edge of the field. One of them spoke. In such an empty environment, without any amplification equipment, his voice could be clearly heard among more than 30,000 people.

People in these three circles have become accustomed to such magical things. Now, only the content of this paragraph is what they really pay attention to.

"Soldiers, I have told you before that formal training will begin today. Without further ado, just follow your respective numbers and find the training armor with the same number as yours."

Jiang Shangfeng was surprised. It turned out that those armors were all empty. They were actually training armors for them to use.

The phalanx of soldiers had moved towards the armor. After the distance was shortened, the soldiers began to find the armor corresponding to their number one by one.

Until he was already walking among the numerous armors, Jiang Shangfeng still couldn't see that there was nothing inside these armors, which stood firm as Mount Tai.

Soon, he also found his number, 3327.

After finding his training armor, he walked around the armor and didn't find any buttons or gaps, so he stood there and waited.

About ten minutes later, the instructor shouted to confirm that all the soldiers had found their corresponding armor, then took out the communicator and said: "Open the armor."

Beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep...

As if the person on the other side of the communicator had done something, all the positions of the armored goggles lit up with a brilliant blue light, and Liao Di screamed.

Then, in a stream of white cold air emanating from the armor's head, many rectangular staggered gaps suddenly appeared on the front of the armor.

The armor's torso and limbs are like shells, opening to both sides, revealing a humanoid space spray-painted with black primer, as well as some blue highlights densely distributed on top of the black primer.

The instructor's voice came over, "Take your seats and stand inside the armor."

Jiang Shangfeng stood inside the armor, and the open armor shell quickly closed. However, even after closing, Jiang Shangfeng could still feel that he still had a certain amount of room for movement. It seemed that the internal space was too large. Even if it was closed again,

It's probably okay to just plug an adult in.

"Hmm."

Just when Jiang Shangfeng thought of this, he suddenly felt like something was swelling around him, squeezing his body.

Those black fillings are like sponges, filling the gaps so that the human body inside is completely fixed.

There is also a filling in between the mouth and nose, but it does not affect breathing. Instead, I feel a cool feeling between the heart and lungs, which is a very strange feeling.

Jiang Shangfeng tried moving his fingers and found that it took a lot of effort. It was like inserting his hand into a very compact hard-shell plastic. If he wanted to make any movement, the plastic must be deformed.

"Okay, finished dressing."

The instructor's voice came again, but this time it didn't have the same rigid and serious tone as before. Jiang Shangfeng seemed to hear a bit of gloating anticipation in it.

"Now that you are dressed, let me tell you about the formal training."

"There is a major category of martial arts we teach called Renxian Martial Arts. This kind of martial arts is a very stupid skill in the early and middle stages. As long as you have enough nutrition and practice hard, there will always be something.

But this calligraphy practice refers to the standard situation of practice. If the practice is not standard, there will be no results. There may be dislocation of muscles and bones, bleeding of internal organs, and the person will be useless."

"Then, in order to practice your movements to an incomparable standard every time, these 30,000 training armors were specially made for the joint training camp. As long as there is any deviation in your movements, the armor book will remind you, and the armor

The restrictions will also increase your amount of exercise and bring you better training results."

Several instructors looked at each other, smiled and clapped their hands, "Okay, listen to my instructions, now start practicing the Bull Demon Power Fist. Three, two, one!"

Jiang Shangfeng immediately made a bull-demon-like movement, but as soon as he pushed out the fists of both hands, he suddenly felt a strange soreness and numbness sweeping across his body.

'Did I practice wrongly?'

When this question came to his mind, he screamed involuntarily.

And this scream was mixed in with the thirty thousand screams.

"You're practicing well, don't stop!" Another instructor's voice came over, with a somewhat high-pitched tone, "Oh, I forgot, these 30,000 training armors are all under the control of a supercomputer."

"In the case of standard movements, the stimulation points in the armor will release trace amounts of current according to the calculations of the supercomputer, electrically activating and stimulating your specific parts. This special frequency of current will put your body cells in a

In the most perfect state, one practice can withstand seven, seven or forty-nine years of hard work."

"And when your movements are not up to standard, this special electric stimulation will stop, and then you have to do it all over again."

The instructors could hardly hide their smiles, "Be more conscious. If you don't do it again if you have already done something substandard, the supercomputer will automatically issue a warning and give you a small punishment. Some people want to know what the punishment is."

What?"

"No!!"

Jiang Shangfeng roared together with his comrades beside him, gritted his teeth, adjusted his posture that had been deformed by the electric shock, and started the next training session.

The 30,000 training armors on the entire field started to move, but the special electric shock that they could not adapt to still made them scream one after another.

Although each electric shock will sweep across the entire body, the areas targeted are different. Targeting the limbs is a little better, but there are too many places between the abdomen, face, and waist that cannot be tolerated.

Xiong Kuohai, the chief instructor of the joint training camp, watched these people stagger around while practicing, get up and continue practicing. Although they screamed, no one had the tendency to give up or even deliberately delay their movements. He nodded secretly with satisfaction.

Although the instructor next to him had a gloating smile, he said with some envy in his words: "Old Xiong, these guys have super-power seeds from the beginning. As long as they complete the training, they have fulfilled their part as soldiers.

Responsibilities, natural feedback, an endless supply of highly nutritious food, and this kind of special training equipment, I'm afraid it won't take more than a few months to catch up with our ten years of hard work."

Before Xiong Kuohai could say anything, a red-faced instructor with pink-phoenix eyes who looked like Guan Yu next to him said: "We have worked so hard, isn't it just to make everyone live a better life in the future? These people can also be regarded as our descendants.

, all conditions are better than what we had back then, so that’s why we should be gratified.”
To be continued...