Wow!The explosion rate is really high

Chapter 114 The Selection Begins

In the early morning, it was still early when Baie came to the training ground, but Helen, who had been away for a night, seemed to have been waiting there long ago.

"There are still some data that need to be collected again."

After analyzing the data, Helen found something amiss. The collected data of Baier's body was at the second stage of his weight-bearing, which was 43 kilograms. Most fighters started advanced physical training from the first stage. 30 kg load to start.

Helen instinctively felt that there might be some differences between different weight-bearing levels, so the research should naturally be cautious and comprehensive. Under the conditional premise, she needed to collect as much evidence as possible.

Baie's eyes swept over the soldiers who were gradually coming to assemble, and there was some anxiety about disrupting order in his eyes.

"Don't worry, I greeted your instructor. Just mount the sensor like yesterday, and it will be fine soon. You can catch up and come back for training."

"Oh~"

After installing the sensor again, Helen specifically reminded, "Remember, just use 30 kilograms this time, understand?"

"clear."

Bai Er, who hurried back to the training ground, found that the atmosphere on the training ground was a bit strange.

Although everyone is still training, the smell of hormonal factors in the air is quite different from usual.

A little more restrained, a little more passion.

Although the soldiers will train hard on weekdays, the day-to-day training is always easy to make people feel tired.

Cyborgs are natural fighters and absolute weapons of war, but they cannot be separated from the category of humans in essence.

If you are human, you will feel tired, if you are human, you will feel bored.

Although the daily training will habitually put in energy, it is not realistic to say that every day there is no room for exploring the limit and putting in the best effort.

Artificial people will also have their own emotions, joys, sorrows, joys and sorrows.

They will think about what to eat today, they will fight for the rewards they want, they will pursue honor, and they may also put a quilt under the bridge...

Today...it's obviously a little more serious, and the actions are also a little more rigid.

Is it because of those two wandering officers on the sidelines?
Bai E glanced over, and looked back calmly.

Carlos greeted himself yesterday, saying that the barracks will soon select a small number of fighters to participate in a hidden relic exploration military operation, and he should behave well when he meets them.

The person in front of him is probably the officer in charge of selecting the target?

Exploration of ruins... the goal required by the main mission.

"Behave well." The black-faced instructor Chavez also noticed Baier who had returned, and quietly walked over to the two officers with his back turned to remind him with barely moving lips.

Their grassroots instructors don't know the specific situation, but they also know that there must be something good about this kind of abnormal observation and selection.

As for asking for details... Judging by the defensiveness of the two officers keeping a distance from him, he knew that his superiors had issued a death order, and there was nothing to accommodate.

"Understood." Baie nodded slightly, walked over and began to put on the weight-bearing equipment.

……

"Why are you still late?"

"If you don't take your training seriously, five points will be deducted first."

The two officers strictly obeyed the order and carried it out rigidly.

They are actually at the same rank as the grassroots instructors, but their responsibilities are different. They simply execute the orders of the higher-ranking officers, and they don't know the inside story.

"What's the number?"

"95...95B27." One of them stared for a while with vacant eyes, and then roughly confirmed it after comparing it with the photo on the tablet computer in his hand.

"...sounds familiar."

"Yes...I think so too."

"Hey~ I don't care, I'll write it down later. By the way, there are instructors who are not strictly supervised, and ten points will be deducted."

"..." The companion was slightly stunned, "The instructor also remembers?"

"Remember...?"

"Alright, listen to you."

……

【You are paying combat experience to correct your training actions... (Consumption: 10 experience points/min)】

[Current simulation completion: 125.0%]

Bearing in mind Helen's instructions, Baie followed the guidance of experience to maximize the effect of exercise.

He also discovered that under the premise of carrying a weight of 30 kilograms, even if he pays experience corrections, he can increase the completion rate to 1.25 times that of the instructor at most, and then he will not be able to make any progress.

Under limited conditions, there is a limit benchmark for the squeeze of the body, and this is probably my own benchmark.

Under the condition of using experience to push the body's consumption efficiency to the limit, the progress of Baie's coma is naturally far ahead.

……

Seeing the figure falling from the checkpoint so weak that he fell unconscious, the two registration officers hissed.

"That's it?"

"It's completely at the level of recruits who don't know the heights of the sky and the earth..."

Since the officer in charge of observing advanced physical training cannot ask the instructors questions for the sake of fairness, he also needs a certain degree of judgment. Those who can take up this role must more or less have relevant knowledge or even have done it themselves. The existence of high-level physical training instructors.

At this moment, the performance of that 95B27 is clear at a glance.

No matter how efficient you are, you can't be higher than the instructor, right?

The current performance is completely at the level of the most clumsy and self-aware rookie who has just started advanced physical training.

"Ah, I remembered! Isn't this the recruit God of War that has been rumored these days?"

"It seems that the level is not very good?"

"Whatever it is... we'll do our job well and just write it down."

"Hmm...huh? Who do you think is that?"

A figure in a white coat suddenly broke into the sight of the two of them.

"It seems to be Academician Helen of the Academy of Sciences?"

"What is she doing here?"

"It seems to be... looking for that 95B27."

"...Take it away, hello!"

"I saw..."

"He...does he have any special circumstances?"

"Do you want to ask?"

"Then, ask?"

……

"Now start counting the physical performance ratings that you observe."

In the dim conference room, the officer in charge of coordinating who is qualified to participate in high-level physical training and who is currently the only officer who knows the order told the assigned subordinate officers: "Each of you puts out ten goals with the highest scores in your hands, and we will then Comprehensive consideration."

A physical attribute is a physical attribute, and a physical performance is a physical performance.

Otherwise, just brainlessly pull out a group of fighters with full physical fitness at 15 points. What else do you need to observe?
Under the same attribute, each fighter has a different ability to display his own attributes, and there are also different types of sub-item scoring combinations under the same physical attribute.

Is it useful to pull a purely resistant meat shield in this mission?Obviously useless.

Applicability to mission objectives is more important.

"I am these five."

"These five I picked..."

The military officers assigned to observe each expressed their opinions, and the data was shared on the screen in front of the supreme officer through the local area network.

"Sir Griffiths, I have a special situation here that I want to report."

Looking at his subordinates who stood up, Griffiths nodded and said, "Say."

"We observed a strange fighter, and his behavior was... a bit strange."

"Details."

"At the beginning, I noticed that he was late for training, and when he officially participated in the training, his physical function became unbalanced very quickly. Even if the combination of the highest consumption efficiency of the instructors plus the lowest physical fitness of 13 points is far from being That result. In addition, the target is an artificial human recruit from the last batch, so we judge that he is a rookie who has just participated in advanced physical training but performed poorly..."

"What's so special about this?"

"Isn't the answer obvious? Your judgment is correct."

"Is this going to be taken out separately?"

The other officers who were dispatched were a little puzzled and talked a lot.

The targets they observed were finally selected, and they also had achievements.

Military merit is what most people in the military camp pursue.

However, the word "special" is often indeed very special. Once it appears, it means that it must occupy a place. They found out that it was a false alarm to express their dissatisfaction.

"But..." The subordinate who reported the report quietly waited for the discussion in the conference room to silence, and then slowly spoke out, pointing out the unexpected information he finally obtained, "I heard from their coaching instructor that the soldier's performance was actually far away. Excellence beyond everyone, this is personally acknowledged by Academician Helen of the Academy of Sciences..."

The impatient officer interrupted impatiently before he finished listening, "Didn't you say that you are not allowed to contact those instructors?"

The coaching instructor and the soldiers under him may have some selfishness in getting along day and night. Once they listen to their opinions, they will be easily induced invisibly.

In order to ensure fairness, they were all strictly ordered not to contact the coaching instructor during the observation process, and those who violated it would have their military merits deducted.

And now...

"Shut up!" Griffith narrowed his eyes, and shouted angrily that the meeting room was quiet.

He looked at the subordinate who got up to report, with some confusion in his eyes, "You just said... that soldier is related to Academician Helen?"

"Yes." The subordinate nodded slowly, "We saw Academician Helen take him away with our own eyes."

"..."

Griffiths was silent for a moment before he pressed his hand, "I reserve my opinion on this soldier's situation for the time being. I will check with Academician Helen, and the others will continue to report to work!"

(End of this chapter)