Under the guidance of several instructors in black, after layers of inspection, the freshmen with obvious youth on their faces were taken to a white room, with rows of egg-style cabins neatly arranged in the room. At this moment, the cabin doors were open, as if waiting for their arrival.

"This is where everyone learns the equipment operation project. After entering the equipment, the system will use three minutes to collect personal information for everyone, and at the same time generate your personal holographic information in the system. In order to allow everyone's practice results in the holographic environment to be directly applied to actual training, the parameters of everyone in the system are all the parameters of everyone in real life, and the pain setting is also 100%. Please don't do things that exceed your ability just because you are in a virtual environment."

A black-clad instructor stood in front of the student and explained his use. His expression seemed no different from usual, but his heart was already full of pain:

This is a military holographic training equipment affiliated to the military network! This is a complete collection of weapons, from the oldest weapons to the front-end weapons that are still under debugging. According to the authorization granted, the accessor can try out weapons of various levels. In addition, there are various holographic training grounds and various classic battle virtual scenes. Ordinary soldiers cannot access this system at all. This high-end combat readiness system is only available in military bases with a total of four stars. Every July * month, in order to compete for the use of this system, the officers and soldiers from other bases have been stolen.

Even they were granted the initial authority to use this system after serving for one year! And these students who had only been to the base for a month were given permissions so easily. This, this is unreasonable!

However, no matter how stormy the heart is, the psychological quality he has trained for many years of service still makes him control the expression on his face. They now know at least one thing, that is: the cold and dead-faced instructor must have a high rank.

Those who can open the right to use military holographic training equipment at any time have at least the rank of brigade general.

He woke up secretly, but the black-clothed instructor's narration did not stop:

"According to the confidentiality regulations, all users are not allowed to use their real names on the device, so please want the identification name to be used in the device in advance."

After quickly digesting the words of the instructor in black, and after getting two minutes of additional preparation time, the freshmen immediately entered the white egg-shaped cabin under the guidance of various instructors in black.

Like his classmates around him, Mugen climbed in very excitedly~\(≧▽≦)/~

Just like climbing into Uncle Ipsilon's belly, Mugen quickly climbed in. Sitting in the only seat inside, Mugen immediately felt his seat begin to tilt, and at the same time, his ankles, wrists and head were fixed by cold metal rings. This feeling of being bound in an instant scared many newborns, but Mugen did not.

For Mugen, who was raised by robot parents since childhood, metal is the most relaxing texture for him.

When they were young, their home was destroyed countless times due to the harsh living environment. Many times, Mugen was taken away by their father and uncles. The wind and sand were too strong. Mugen was often kept in their stomachs by their uncles. It was dark and cold, but it was the place that Mugen felt safe the most.

Mugan remembered what happened before and was stunned.

He has been away from home for a month and he misses home.

He shook his head, and then he felt more cold metal wire wrapped around him.

That was the connection, Mugen knew. He closed his eyes and counted down ten times in his heart. When he "opened" his eyes again, he was already standing in another place.

He tried to jump around, feeling that it was no different from usual. He raised his hand and looked at it. Even a piece of green mark left during training a few days ago was still there.

Mugan looked at his body with a sigh, and at this moment, a cold mechanical sound came from the sky:

"The recruits have been generated, may I ask your name?"

"Mugan." Mugan replied reflexively.

"This id does not comply with the naming rules, please change your name."

Mugen was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that the system was not asking him what his name was, but asking him to name the virtual character.

"Olivia, I want to be called Olivia." He said the name he had thought of early morning.

"The character registration has been completed, and in the next journey, I wish you a prosperous martial arts fortune."

Without a lengthy explanation, Mugen was blinking his eyes and he was popped out of the room, and the next second he stood among his classmates.

Mugen came early, there were not many students on site, and the wall flower system that arrived earlier seemed to be crowded and powerful at this time.

"We all like holographic games very much, and this kind of registration will not make us difficult." The game time is much more than other systems. These reasons for poor academic performance in the wall flower system have become the reason for them to get the first step.

"Well, I like playing games too~\(≧▽≦)/~" Mugan nodded in agreement.

Although the people have not arrived yet, the students have already stood in their own position as they usually practice. After a month of strict queue practice, they have developed certain habits. Obviously, this habit is something that the instructors like. Several instructors who had arrived long ago could not help but nodded secretly with satisfaction.

However, they didn't wait too long. Within ten minutes, the freshmen arrived one after another. Seeing where they were now, the freshmen showed the same curiosity.

They are now standing on the edge of a huge cliff with rugged rocks and no green nearby. At the instructor's instructions, they lined up in a line on the edge of the cliff.

"Today's training program is not to be rock climbing with bare hands, right? It's not right. You're already standing on the top of the cliff now? Could it be that they're going to return from the cliff with bare hands?" Many freshmen were muttering in their hearts at that time, and many people immediately began to measure the height of the cliff with their eyes: it's easy to fly down the prototype, but it's a little bit difficult to move down the human form...

Just as the freshmen were imagining what would happen next, a muffled thunder sounded from the cliff, and everyone couldn't help but look at the bottom of the cliff at the same time:

The yellow sand was bursting, but two black shadows were rolling up wind and sand at the same time and ran quickly from opposite directions.

Is it a group of beasts? The freshmen thought so at first, but as the shadows got closer, they finally saw clearly that it was not a group of beasts, but a human!

These humans had strong chests, covered only with simple metal armor on their hearts and heads, holding round shields in their left hand and giant axes in their right hand. They rode on the huge earthly dragon beast and rushed from a distance. The heavy steps of the dragon beast stepped on the ground, and the dust rising up enveloped the team like fog.

The freshmen all noticed one thing: even in the rapid progress, they still maintained a rigorous formation. They had uniform movements and unified equipment. These were the two armies! Only soldiers could achieve such rigor!

Realizing this, the freshmen immediately became excited. However, a month of training was not in vain. No matter how excited they were, their formation had not changed, and no one shouted out. They quietly maintained their original formation and stood on the edge of the cliff and watched the two teams below meet.

There are quite a lot of people on both sides, and I roughly estimate it: there are as many as 100,000 people!

The leader stood at the front of the team. Behind him was a soldier holding a battle flag high. With the command of the leader, the flag bearer immediately waved the battle flag forward heavily. The army behind them exploded with a long roar. With the roar, the two teams rushed forward frantically. The two black shadows instantly merged into one, and the battle began like this!

This is an extremely barbaric battle.

Without any high-tech weapons, soldiers can rely on only their strong bodies and long-term training of fighting skills. The huge shield is the only thing that can protect them. Once they are shaken away, the fate that will only be tragic death.

The head was heavily looked down by the giant axe in the enemy's hand, and the body of the battle axe was still grasping it, like a doll that had lost control, lying heavily in the dust. The terrain dragon beast under the rider did not know the tragic death of his knight, and was still trying hard to bite the huge body of the terrain dragon beast opposite.

The broken corpses gradually covered the entire battlefield, with humans, terrain and dragon beasts, and the dry land that was originally yellow-brown was moistened by blood, and it looked like black fertile soil.

This is no longer a battle, but a war.

The leader of the team on the left finally cut off the head of the leader on the other side and raised the head that was still open from his eyes high in the air. He let out a beast-like roar in his mouth.

Inspired by the leader's actions, his soldiers cut down the enemy opposite one after another. In the process, the enemy's battle flag was also broken. The battle flag fell into the soil. After being trampled by the terrain dragon beast, it was soaked in black blood that it could no longer see its original color.

The war ended with the victory of the left team.

A roar broke out in the team again, and the soldiers looked at the position of the flag bearer. At this time, the flag bearer should raise the battle flag high and wave hard in the air to celebrate the victory of the war, but-

During the game, the main focus was on the leaders and soldiers of both sides. The freshmen did not pay attention to the flagbearers of both sides. It was not until this time that they and their companions noticed the flagbearers:

The flagpole is still firmly erected there, even though it is covered in blood, the battle flag is still waving in the air, while the flag bearer has been dead for a long time.

His head was cut off by the enemy at some point, but his body was still proudly standing there, holding onto the flagpole that was deeply pierced into the ground with both hands, and protecting it with force. He died in a standing position.

Looking at his movements, one could almost immediately imagine what happened at the last moment of his life.

The moment the head flew away, this loyal and responsible flag bearer inserted the flagpole heavily into the soil at the last moment of his life—

He died, but his flag was not dead. It was like a Taoist flag standing firmly there, always cheering up his companions to move forward bravely!

Cut off all the captives' heads, and the soldiers on the victorious side reorganized the queue according to their original formation. Although they won, the price of victory was extremely terrible. The team of at least 100,000 people is now only half of them. The proportion of deaths of dragon beasts on the terrain is higher. Many soldiers lost their mounts, and their companions let him sit behind him.

He used the axe handle in his hand to hit the round shield heavily. The soldiers who broke the round shield hit the ground with the axe handle. They used this method to bid farewell to their companions.

Not only this flag bearer, but also more companions who died in this war.

A soldier stood up and pulled out the battle flag from the dead flag bearer, lifting the battle flag high in the air. The team that had just passed a bloody battle continued to move forward.

And their companions stayed there, forever.

The scene was silent.

Faced with such a result, the freshmen were shocked, and some of them even cried. They were not afraid, and many of them did not know why they cried.

Vlafetar spoke only then.

"The virtual scene just now was not a fictional thing, but a war we watched on a remote planet ten years ago. Local civilization is still in a very early stage, without high-tech weapons, and the orientation of war mainly relies on the wisdom of the troops and commanders."

"The war ended with the victory of the team on the left. However, in the subsequent data sorting, we found an amazing fact: the two sides fighting had 150,000 troops on the right, while the team on the left had only 90,000 people. With such a huge gap in numbers, the side with a small number still achieved the final victory. I think, by watching the record just now, everyone should understand why it is."

"Removing the influence of weapon factors, I have always believed that "people" are the most basic elements in the war that determine whether to win or not."

"Believe in your own strength and the power of your companions. No matter what position you are assigned to, you must fulfill your duties to the last moment. I hope everyone can at least understand this."

His eyes swept across the faces of several students who were crying, swept across the thoughtful Brad, and finally fell on the expressionless Mugan's face. The corners of Frafetal's mouth bent slightly, and his hands were facing behind him. He immediately announced:

"Very good, let's start today's training."
Chapter completed!