Miss Witch doesn't want to be a diva!.

Chapter 595: Fighting on the Training Ground

Area 4, recruit training ground.

The surging fire snake kept swallowing and spitting out, and dense bullets flew through the air, hitting the buildings and obstacles on the side, splashing all kinds of sounds. This was the last day of the recruits' training. They were divided into teams of three according to the draw and fought against each other.

"Lian, charge to the left. Cigar, you provide cover with heavy firepower." The squad leader wearing dark gold goggles commanded.

Then the two people beside him took action. One of the nimble women crossed the complex obstacles and environment as nimbly as a civet cat, and moved around the battlefield at a speed that was unimaginable for ordinary people. Even a space as big as a palm could be passed through in an incredible way.

On the other side, a fat man stood up, and while the opponent was reloading, he kicked away the obstacle in front of him, and then the long-barreled Vulcan cannons on both sides began to pour fire.

Not only that, he stomped his foot heavily, his pupils seemed to turn golden, his sharp sight penetrated the various obstacles on the field, and directly used the Vulcan cannon at his side to shoot at the opponent dodging behind the wall. These high-powered bullets were enough to penetrate the densely packed buildings and cause casualties.

The situation was temporarily reversed, and the other side was not panicked at all. The personnel originally responsible for fire suppression began to move, and then a special sniper bullet in the dark penetrated the Vulcan cannon on the side of the strong man and hit his side waist, causing his body to shake and half-kneel on the ground.

"There!" The captain, who had been observing from the side, spoke, and then rushed out of the hiding place like lightning and attacked the sniper who was trying to dodge and move.

When the two were fighting, the woman who was like a civet cat also suddenly attacked from behind her opponent. Holding a light and sensitive pink short blade, she directly slashed at the firepower operator with weaker melee ability. The opponent barely resisted with the special steel pipe he had just pulled out, but the steel pipe in his hand was directly cut off by the pink short blade.

What followed was several thrilling evasions. The firepower operator was chased and crawled, and his exoskeleton armor was torn into several smooth holes. It was almost a matter of time before he was defeated.

A faint light appeared on the pink short blade, and it passed silently again, cutting through the exoskeleton armor like cutting tofu, directly cutting off one of the opponent's arms. Before the opponent could block again, the short blade turned around again and went straight to the vulnerable part of the neck.

"Zizi——" Intense sparks and fragments flashed in the dim space. A long and narrow emerald lightsaber blocked the short blade. The two collided with each other, producing a violent energy reaction. Against the backdrop of the light, the outline of the girl holding the sword was revealed.

Upon seeing this, the cat-like woman's eyes flashed, and she quickly jumped away, hanging on the ceiling. She then moved to the left to avoid possible attacks, and then turned around and swooped down silently and quickly like a night bat. The whole process took only one second, which was just a flash in the eyes of ordinary people.

However, the figure holding the emerald lightsaber still accurately blocked the continuous and rapid slashing and stabbing, like the dense collision of firecrackers exploding in the air. Then the woman knelt down, and her whole body turned into a pool of water, rushing straight to the opponent's territory, and the short blade in her hand also slashed towards the opponent's feet at an incredible speed.

This strange method surprised the girl who was challenging her, and she had to make a slightly twisted movement. She lifted her feet back and flipped her body forward, while supporting herself on the ground with one hand and using the other hand to hold the hilt of the sword and sweep it sideways.

After barely dodging the attack, the girl quickly moved forward to create some distance, then stepped on the wall beside her, turned the sword blade, and swung it continuously, causing the stimulated lightsaber particles to turn into several sword arcs that flew out.

These sword arcs blocked the opponent's attack route, forcing the cat-like woman to turn her body to dodge. When she attacked again, the girl opposite was already ready. She simply drew a spell mark in the air with her fingers, and then transparent wings spread out behind the girl, forming a pattern of some kind of bird, and the blade in the girl's hand also burst into emerald light. Dazzling light bloomed from the lightsaber, and all the illuminated places were coated with a layer of emerald green. When the light faded, the emerald green did not dissipate, but turned into some kind of translucent jade glaze.

"Qingluan's direct descendant, the Jade Sword!"

The entire messy and complex underground environment turned into a world of emerald jade, and the woman who was originally extremely flexible was now fixed like jade.

After a few seconds, bright red cracks appeared on the woman's body, and then she suddenly broke free from Yuyue's hold, swung the short blade again and attacked the sword-wielding girl, her body turning into some kind of wandering thin ribbon blade.

The short blade and the emerald lightsaber collided, the ribbon-like thin blade and the lightsaber collided, and the opponent's body coiled towards the girl like a poisonous snake, and the sharp edge cut in a spiral. However, in the end, the girl's body dissipated like green smoke, and when she reappeared, she was already in an open space several meters away.

"Tsk." The woman, who had been silent all this time, made a rare sound. Then her body returned to normal and she began to leave the battlefield.

She could see that this girl was not easy to kill. Not to mention her sword skills which were enhanced by various abilities, her ability to transform her body into a virtual form was extremely restraining for a transcendent like her who was good at physical attacks.

It was impossible to defeat the enemy in a short time, and she had no desire to fight anymore, so she prepared to go back and support others.

On the other side, the lone sniper was chased by the captain and was defeated after holding on for a while. The strong man using the Vulcan cannon also recovered most of his combat power after some self-rescue and drug injection.

Faced with such a situation, Tilan first quickly scanned the intelligence on the battlefield, then dragged the injured firepower operator to a safe corner, treated his injuries, then picked up the gun beside him and quickly attacked from the side.

At this time, the three opponents had reunited and began to exchange information.

Soon the battle broke out as Tilan was moving forward. The strong man who had recovered from his injuries picked up the Vulcan cannon again and fired at her position.

Tilan was able to block a few shots with her sword barrier, but seeing the opponent's huge magazine, she decided to dodge first. So her body temporarily became weak and she raided into the complex room again. This time, she met another ambushing person, the opponent's captain.

The captain wore dark gold goggles. He was not tall, but had rich combat experience. Even Tilan could not defeat him within a few seconds. These short ten seconds also attracted the cat-like woman again.

The two began to cooperate with each other. The cat-like woman turned into a sharp blade and engaged in close combat, while the captain supported with a gun in the back. The goggles he wore should have an anti-stealth function. Even if Tilan became blurred, he could still lock onto the target and constantly use bullets to point out the woman's position.

Unlike before, the woman named 'Lian' this time changed into another set of purple daggers. This weapon can still kill opponents in ghost state, but the physical cutting ability is not as good as the previous one.

After a fight, Tilan held the sword in front of him to block the bullets, then jumped back several meters to avoid the woman who attacked from the side.

It seems that the other party has specially formulated a tactic to target her, she thought at this moment.

However, she knows much more than what she shows. If she really uses her power, the two of them will probably be frozen into ice crystals as soon as they meet. If she uses the abilities related to the singer, she can also directly exert mental oppression and make the two unable to fight.

It's just a competition during the recruit training period. There's really no need to make such a fuss. Besides, this is indeed an opportunity to test one's practical abilities in all aspects.

Thinking of this, Tilan simply threw away the lightsaber in her hand, her figure became blurred, and she flew straight up into the sky. At such a height, it was difficult for the opponent to chase her, and even if they shot, it would be difficult to hit the girl flying at high speed.

In the sky, Tilan appeared again, thought about the magical abilities he had not used for a long time, and began to chant and cast them.

Colorless gusts of wind gathered from all directions, and then suddenly turned into black clouds, constantly converging towards her raised palms. At this time, the woman below also suddenly approached again.

"Secret of Withering: The Veil of Silence."

Black fog expanded and spread from the palm of her hand, submerging the sky in a few seconds, and then continued to spread downwards, filling every corner of the battlefield. The black fog had the effect of isolating sound, detecting fluctuations, and blocking vision and light.

At this moment, the opponents who originally had the advantage in numbers immediately turned into isolated islands. Unable to see anything, the three of them inevitably became uneasy and anxious. In the darkness, several golden spikes flashed by, followed by the sound of falling to the ground.

In less than half a minute after the black fog enveloped the area, the three men were defeated one after another.

After the instructor announced the end, the black fog dissipated, and the three people were able to see each other's situation. They were pierced by long golden spikes and nailed to different corners of the venue. These golden spikes were extremely sharp and hard, and seemed to be composed of some kind of energy. They solidified the moment they were pierced, and differentiated into barbs that stuck in the flesh, hindering self-healing and the flow of magic power.

"Original secret method: God-forbidden acupuncture."

This is the spell that Tilan learned from the cult. Its advantage is that it can be studied and used in any sequence, and can be used to deal with various situations.

Sometimes she would wonder if she relied too much on swordsmanship. In fact, she had learned a lot of other things in her daily life, but she never had the opportunity to use them.

Knowing too much is not a good thing, and it may even cause difficulty in making choices.

After the battle, Tilan returned to the rest area and changed into a light military uniform. This suit was not a plastic training suit, but a more comfortable cloth. The upper part was a slim dark blue shirt, and the lower part was a short skirt with long boots for easy movement. It looked very cool, but because Tilan was small, she looked a bit cute among a group of trainees. "Wow, Hecate is so powerful, she is simply a Valkyrie on the battlefield, and she defeated the opponent alone." After the end, Noah clapped his hands and praised, and others also smiled and congratulated.

Although at the beginning, everyone felt that a girl like Tilan was not suitable to join the army and looked down on her, they soon discovered during training that although she looked weak, she was far superior to ordinary people in both combat and training, and was even stronger than some trained military academy students.

"No wonder your family felt comfortable letting you come." Maggie commented.

The training period for recruits is only two weeks. This is not the complete time to train a real soldier. It is just time for people with basic knowledge to become familiar with the current environment. After the training, everyone will be officially assigned to their positions.

"Chica."

"exist!"

"Gun maintenance officer on cruiser S2296 of the Eighth Fleet's Salamander Division."

"Cullen."

"exist!"

"Fire control officer on the destroyer X72181 of the Eighth Fleet'Shekari Detachment."

"Xue Ka."

"exist!"

"Battleship N492 of the Eighth Fleet's 'Nolanchi Detachment', mecha maintenance operator."

……

"Maggie."

"exist!"

"Eighth Fleet, 837th Mecha Combat Battalion, Rank Mecha Pilot."

"Hecate."

"Here!" Tilan looked at the officer who was reading the form.

"Eighth Fleet, 837th Mecha Combat Battalion, Rank Mecha Pilot."

Unlike other soldiers directly assigned to branch fleets, the requirements for mecha pilots are significantly higher and they must undergo more rigorous training and tests.

After the distribution was completed, everyone gathered together for a farewell dinner.

"I didn't expect Hecate to be a mecha pilot. I always thought she would be a member of the special agent team, responsible for infiltration and assassination." Noah raised his glass.

"She should have thought of it earlier. After all, she and Maggie live in the same dormitory, and Maggie talks about her experience of driving a mecha in the military academy almost every day." The burly man next to her joked.

"It's not easy to drive that big thing. I've participated in the audition before, but unfortunately I didn't pass. When the magic furnace engine entered the third stage, I couldn't bear it." He said, stroking the beard on his chin.

"That's amazing, most people can't even handle the second stage."

"After all, I graduated from a military academy. It would be embarrassing if I couldn't bear the second stage." The sturdy man laughed and talked about the interesting things that happened in school.

"At that time, we made a bet that whoever made it to the second stage would have to treat everyone to a meal that night."

"Generally speaking, if it's a low-level mecha, the second stage is actually enough. Their magic furnaces are not that powerful. But I'm already Sequence 6, and it's a bit of a waste to drive a low-level Sequence 4 mecha."

"I remember you are from the Dragon Sequence, right?" Noah asked from the side.

"Yes, it is the Dragon Sequence. If I use a special item to transform into a dragon, my combat power will not be weaker than that of a Sequence 4 mecha. It may even be more flexible, so there is no need for that."

"Sequence 6 high-level mechas can move in space and easily shuttle through a hail of bullets. Unless the cruiser's main gun is aiming and firing directly, ordinary attacks cannot penetrate the armor at all. It can be said to be extremely free, much better than staying in a starship and passively praying."

“If it is a mecha specially customized for Sequence 7 master-level characters, it will have various additional capabilities and its combat power will reach a new level. It can destroy a city by itself.” He talked about the desirable scene.

"Okay, stop being envious. I will compile my feelings about driving a mecha into a booklet and tell you about it in the future." Maggie came over and put her big hand on the shoulder of the burly classmate. The two were familiar with each other and knew each other in the military academy.

"Let's toast to Hecate tonight. It is said that the first place in the training camp will receive a small reward. No matter which fleet you report to in the future, you will be taken seriously."

On one side of the hall, a sturdy officer, the highest instructor of the training camp, was advising Tilan on some things.

"You joined the army halfway through. Although you are a mecha pilot with more preferential treatment, I want to remind you that everything in the army is based on strength. Since you are not a graduate of a military academy, you will definitely be excluded by those military academy students after entering the actual combat camp. Unless your strength is strong enough, so strong that they dare not say too much, then they will be friendly to you."

"This is not a school, nor a dance practice hall. On the battlefield, you risk your life to gain glory and merit. You cannot afford to be careless. It is a soldier's instinct to exclude the weak, because your weakness requires others to bear the price to make up for it. This price may be your life."

"I emphasize again, this is not some friendly and mutual aid association, but a violent group that must win. Cold-blooded killing is inevitable, so you'd better prepare yourself mentally in advance."

"I don't need to say anything else. You are a very smart girl. You memorized the manual and training points very quickly. So, relax with your companions tonight. Tomorrow the formal mecha piloting training will begin."

"Yes." Tilan nodded and returned to her seat for the dinner in the hall.

As the girl with long black hair walked away, another officer came over with a glass of wine.

"I didn't realize you cared so much and told her all this so carefully and patiently."

"After all, he is a good candidate, very talented and obedient, but I don't think he is suitable to be in the army. To put it bluntly, you and I both know that the army is a cold machine for exchanging children. No matter how talented a person is, he will only make the statistics look better, and he will still die in the end."

"Glory and the like only exist for the living, but who knows if they can survive? There are too many accidental factors."

"I just hope that when we step onto the battlefield in the future, we won't let ourselves die in a miserable way. This way, at least someone will remember us and say that the fleet made a contribution to history."

(End of this chapter)