Wow!The explosion rate is really high

Chapter 234 Psychic Anti-stress Training
"Just right." Hamilton, who saw the array of soldiers gathered in front of a huge shelter-like instrument from a distance, smiled, "It hasn't started yet, and you can just catch up with this training."

After walking two steps closer, Hamilton was slightly taken aback when he saw the slender executive officer of the arbitration office "instructor" in front of everyone.

"Is it replaced?"

Whispered in a low voice, Hamilton didn't care too much.

The arbitration office is not under their control, and there is no need to apply to themselves for personnel transfers there, as long as there are people there.

"Go." Patting Baier on the back, Hamilton stood on the spot with his arms folded, waiting to watch the excitement.

The resources in the city are limited. Although it is said to provide equipment support for the armored battalion, so far only such a training shelter has been built.

It is definitely not enough to support every soldier in the whole battalion. For the time being, only the reserve pilots of the Titan-level armed mechs are qualified to use it for training.

In every training session, these fighters' ugliness can be described as full of tricks and fun.

Baie walked as lightly as possible to the corner of the last row and stood still.

I saw an acquaintance...

The young lady on the stage was the executive officer from the Arbitration Office that I saw with Gong Yan in the Black Street that day.

This made Baie a little subconsciously guilty.

But thinking about it carefully, it seems that there is no intersection between me and her except for that time... Leaving aside the time in the sewer.

After all, she knew it was her in the sewer, but she didn't know it was her.

It's just a one-sided relationship, this young lady probably doesn't remember herself anymore.

The soldier standing beside Baie glanced at the new guy, seeing that his own senior officer standing next to the executive officer and instructor from the arbitration office didn't say a word, so he didn't pay too much attention, but concentrated on listening to the man in front of him. An executive lecturer who looked like a fledgling noble lady.

"I don't know what my predecessor asked of you..." Franka's big black and white eyes swept over every soldier in front of her with a childish majesty, and she tried her best to give these soldiers an unforgiving Small first impressions.

The figure that suddenly jumped in line from behind was undoubtedly the most eye-catching. Franka's gaze stayed on the straight and expressionless soldier's face for about two or three seconds, but she couldn't remember where the familiarity came from.

Simply let go of it.

"But listen! I have only one request for you! When you can persist until you can no longer persist, continue to persist for one more second! Go in vertically and come out horizontally! You are the most elite fighters in the city! The duty of guarding this city! You are supposed to be the city's sharpest swords and strongest shields! I have heard how your predecessors sacrificed their lives, and you probably don't know about it!"

The tall lady seemed unexpectedly reliable at this moment. She pointed her two light-white fingers together as a sword, pointing to the south of the city——

"There! They were easily cut in two by the bug without any resistance! We who have already fallen will never fall in the same place twice! Next time! Next time we will face that bug again Time, I want you all! Give it a sword each! This is our revenge! This is the only memory we can do for our predecessors!"

"Keep in mind the shame of that day, and repay it twice in the future!" The crisp and even childish voice, like a cub just grown up, roared towards the world for the first time, "Now... let go of your hearts and walk into the world!" In the training cabin, use your will to fight against this world!"

Franka stepped aside, and the cabin door slowly opened sideways under the sound of the pneumatic valve.

The interior of the pitch-black training cabin was completely dark, like a scourge waiting for the ignorant to throw themselves into the net.

The soldiers walked into the shelter spontaneously in a line with firm steps.

The soldiers walking in front of Baie whispered to each other.

"The blood is on fire..."

"The new instructor is more enthusiastic than the previous one..."

More than just passion...

Freed from the prohibition of passivation of thoughts, Baier's extremely keen senses felt an invisible force surrounding him at some point.

Like a mischievous and unpredictable elf... pushing his body forward from behind.

Is it... the effect of psionic energy?

Practical use of psychic powers?

Baie thought to himself, and followed the queue in front of him.

However, as he was approaching the cabin, a little foot wearing bright-colored combat boots raised slightly and stopped in front of him.

Baie stopped in his tracks, looked up at the girl executive who stopped him with doubts on his face.

"Instructor?"

Franka's eyes were agile and aggressive, she looked Baier's face up and down, and her tone was somewhat unpredictable, "Did we meet somewhere?"

"I have no impression, instructor."

The voice is gentle and full of strength.

'It's a very familiar voice. '

A flash of inspiration flashed through Franka's mind, and she looked into Bai Er's eyes for a moment with even more curiosity, "We must have met somewhere...You must not talk like this usually."

Now this is... so humble.

You shouldn't be like this.

"You may be mistaken."

"Maybe..." Franka was noncommittal, but asked casually, "What's your name?"

"Baier."

"Baier?" Franka's delicate body trembled, her eyes fixed on the eyes of the familiar soldier in front of her, "You brought back more than 400... refugees?"

"If the instructor was talking about the [-] refugees yesterday...then I was involved."

"..."

After getting the answer, the corner of Franka's mouth curled up, and a wicked smile flashed away.

'It turned out that it was you. '

Retracting her little feet, Franka stepped aside, "Come in, our hero."

[Being targeted...]
He also said not to tell the truth, but the whole city seemed to know about it.

Bai E sighed softly in his heart, and stepped into the shelter.

The inside was not completely dark. When everyone walked in, soft milky white lights lit up at the corners of the bulkhead.

The internal area is quite large enough for the 26 reserve pilots to stand apart, but everyone instinctively waited in line.

Franka walked in slowly behind everyone with her hands behind her back.

As she entered completely, the operator who received the order pressed the switch, and the opened door of the shelter slowly closed again.

"Some of you may be new to training."

Franka's voice gradually drifted away, ethereal and hollow.

"I only have one request for you, stick to it for at least 10 minutes. If you can't meet the requirement, I will consider training him alone~"

Turn around.

Endless buzzing sounds appeared from nowhere, and began to squeeze into my mind like materialized characters. Franka's voice was mixed in, intermittent as if distorted, but enough for everyone to hear mind.

Those milky white rays of light distorted into whirlpools in front of his eyes, entering his pupils from big to small.

A blinding white light flooded into my mind, and the world became a mess.

Bai E, who was deeply trapped in it, only felt that he was upside down, left and right...

No!It seems to have lost the spatial perception of up, down, left, and right, as well as the time perception of things changing.

The time and space around him became chaotic in the perception.

In a daze, only the voice from the panel reverberated in my mind as if unreal——

[Trigger the side mission - Tough Mind. 】

(End of this chapter)