The strongest ultimate soldier

Chapter 4 The Virtual War Room

When the big man was called Huang Zhao, he had just entered the threshold of the fourth-level soldier.

There was a reason why he was displeased with Ning Cheng, the task of rescuing Lao Zhong's daughter was carried out by him in the first place!

But Ning Cheng stepped in and snatched the mission, just because of Fu Guo's words.

"Why, you still dare to stare at me?" Huang Zhaoshi snorted coldly, and said, "You are only worthy of this kind of task without any difficulty."

Ning Cheng clenched his fist, and said with a half-smile, "That's right, some people can't even accept the mission."

"You're looking for death!" Huang Zhaoshi also had a bad temper, and he raised his fist and planned to smash it.

Everyone on the side saw the good show, and no one would stop it. In Langya, only strength is king, and no one likes Ning Cheng's relationship.

Huang Zhaoshi's fist had already been swung out, but Ning Cheng didn't move, he just stood there blankly.

"Look, he seems to be scared stupid!"

"Isn't that right, let him go through the back door! Brother Huang Zhaoshi didn't do it because he went down with his fist. He probably will lie in the hospital for many days." Another person said.

The fists in Ning Cheng's eyes had gradually enlarged, if he didn't react, he might lose his appearance in the end.

"Stop." At this moment, an old voice sounded.

Huang Zhaoshi's fist landed a few centimeters away from Ning Cheng, he stopped because of the sound.

The owner of this voice is the old man who handed in the task just now. With a smile on his face, he said, "If you want to fight in the training ground, you can't fight the little guy here."

Huang Zhaoshi shuddered all over, and gave Ning Cheng a vicious look, thinking in his heart that this time is your luck.

Ning Cheng said to the old man who rescued him with a just-right smile on his face, "Thank you, Mr. Zhao."

"It's a small matter, it's okay." The old man smiled, looked at Ning Cheng's leaving back, and muttered, "Are you scared out of your wits? Or do you know that I will stop it?"

Ning Cheng wandered around the base for a while. He liked the place called the Virtual Battle Room in the Spike Headquarters. It was a place similar to an arena, but it was not done with live ammunition. Instead, he put on a helmet and controlled himself. brainwave battle.

The technology of Langya headquarters is 30 years ahead of the outside world. Although it is not as good as country M's 50 years, it is definitely not bad.

Enter a separate room of a virtual war room, only a few square meters, the only thing in this room is a reclining chair, somewhat similar to a massage chair.

Ning Cheng lay down on the chair, took off the mace pendant around his neck and inserted it into the switch of the chair, there was a helmet beside him, he put on the helmet.

This is the first time he has participated in this kind of virtual battle, and what tempts him most in this kind of battle is the battle points!

Logically speaking, as a recruit, Ning Cheng naturally does not have permission to participate, but because he performed a mission, the system judges that he already has this qualification.

"Match 100%, your ID is: 0250, enter the points you want to bet."

Two hundred and five?This. Ning Cheng shook his head, this ID will accompany him all the way.

Without even thinking about it, [-] points will be injected directly. Only the winner can get the points. If Ning Cheng wins, he can get the points that the opponent bet on.

"The battle has begun, number 082, medium level." A systematic voice appeared in Ning Cheng's ears.

In the virtual space, a black shadow appeared, and it was impossible to see the face of the person clearly in this battle.

"Low-level?" No. 082 said excitedly, "It's good luck, I met a low-level right away!"

In this empty space, Ning Cheng tried his body, and he found that under the control of brain waves, he seemed to be living in real life, completely unable to see this world of codes.

"Stop talking nonsense." Ning Cheng took the lead in launching the attack.

"Thank you for your points!" Number 082 laughed. He was about to subdue Ning Cheng, who was rushing all the way, but before he could punch him, Ning Cheng's figure suddenly crouched down, sweeping his legs with one move. He didn't give this person a chance. , In an instant, he took a trick to lock his throat!
"boom."

The body numbered 082 shattered into pieces of phantoms, and Ning Cheng ended the battle in less than ten seconds.

Taking a deep breath, Ning Cheng showed joy on his face. He found that as long as he is controlled by his brainwaves, he can completely show his rich combat experience!
Although the Spike team members had experienced hundreds of battles, they were still a bit weak for Ning Cheng.

Without thinking too much, Ning Cheng started fighting again, this time for 200 points.

"Won."

"400 points."

"Win again!"

Ning Cheng started the score scoring mode. In just 10 minutes, he encountered five mid-level players and one low-level player, with a six-game winning streak!
"Battle begins!"

The number 015 is displayed in front of my eyes, and the level is advanced!

This was also the first high-level opponent Ning Cheng encountered.

Ning Cheng knows that the person who can reach the advanced level of combat power must be at the level of Captain Spike, which means that he has the strength of level five or above. .

This made Ning Cheng immediately have a fighting spirit!

This still pushed him all in, a full 6400 points, even a high-level Spike member would have to consider these points.

"Low-level, 6400?" The person with high-level combat power seemed a little surprised, he didn't expect that a person with low-level combat power could have such a high score.

"Don't do it for nothing, it's cheaper for you." Ning Cheng said with a smile.

"I won't underestimate the enemy." The shadow number 15 shook his head, before he could finish speaking, he bumped into Ning Cheng who had rushed over.

People with combat power above level five should not be underestimated. As soon as Ning Cheng rushed over, he took a few steps back and even took out a dagger in his hand!
In the virtual battle room, any props need to be purchased with points. What Ning Cheng is currently participating in is melee combat, so the props are cold weapons.

"You are so shameless." Ning Cheng saw the other party take out a dagger and said seriously.

"Everyone, each other." The man with advanced combat power didn't seem to intend to talk too much, his figure was like a ghost, moving left and right towards Ning Cheng.

This is a very advanced technique. If you are a master, this running method can avoid simple pistol bullets!

It wasn't until the moment he approached that Ning Cheng made a prediction in his mind!
"left!"

He dodged back to the left, stretched out his hands to grab the stabbing dagger, and then dodged behind the black eagle, using his arms to only hold his neck.

This kind of grappling is very difficult to crack, but Ning Cheng doesn't think that the battle will be solved like this!
In two seconds, Ning Cheng immediately took a few steps back, and he didn't forget to kick him when he backed up!
"Your sister!" The person number 015 was enraged, this round of confrontation made him feel very ashamed!
He couldn't even beat a person with low-level combat power, so how could he hang around in Langya in the future?

"watch out"

Number 015 sent out a violent attack, Ning Cheng preliminarily deduced that this person's strength was close to level six!
He is also a master, his combat experience is very rich, all he cut off is Ning Cheng's retreat, and his moves are all dead spots.

However, Ning Cheng was still superior in technique, he calculated the rhythm of the battle while dodging.

He suddenly sold an opening!The neck was exposed.

"Opportunity!" 015 snorted coldly, stabbing straight with the dagger in his hand, extremely fast, reaching Ning Cheng's neck in the blink of an eye.

"It's you who's waiting!" Ning Cheng snorted coldly, grabbed the dagger that blocked the stabbing with one hand, and stabbed number 015's neck with the other hand.

"boom."

The figure of number 015 turned into a powder.
"Fuck! Injure the enemy three thousand and self-injure eight hundred!"

(End of this chapter)