[Martial Arts] Infinite Chamber Game

Unknown star.

This unremarkable border city has ushered in the hottest season of the year, with an average temperature of 46 degrees Celsius, which is enough to roast people alive.

Under the scorching sun, all outdoor construction has stopped. Poor people keep their air conditioners on all day and are busy paying the high electricity bills. They regard the calls from the top of society for "planetary resources are precious, reduce the use of air conditioners" as nonsense.

Of course, the powerful and wealthy set an example by never turning on the air conditioner. This is entirely because each piece of protective clothing that these bigwigs never take off has an automatic constant temperature function, and the materials used to make this kind of protective clothing are very rare and are never sold to civilians.

There is also no air conditioning in the special operations training camp. There is no shortage of protective clothing, but it will never be given to the prisoners assigned here.

Prisoners are consumables. How can they enjoy the same treatment as citizens who volunteered to join the army to defend their homes? This is an iron rule. Even if the son of the Archon intercedes, it will not work - even if Shi Potian repeatedly stated that Ximen Chuxue had a de facto marriage with him, and Ye Gucheng, Shi Guanyin and Lin Xian'er were all his lovers.

Inside the training ground, the sun was blazing, and there was no shade anywhere within a radius of more than ten miles. A bucket of water poured on the ground would evaporate instantly. Linghu Chong dragged Shi Potian along, and the two of them negotiated with their superiors for more than an hour under the scorching sun. They were almost roasted. Although they failed to apply for protective clothing, they finally arranged for his four friends who came from afar to be in the mecha single soldier camp.

The mecha individual soldier camp, as the name suggests, is a place where people are taught to drive mechas. After learning, they are immediately sent to the front line to fight against the Zerg. The mortality rate is 62%. It is the most difficult place in the entire special operations training camp, and it is also the place with the highest requirements for individual soldiers' qualities. There are only two types of people who enter here, one is a criminal sentenced to death, and the other is a naive idealist.

The physical fitness of the four-member "Gathering for Fornication and Chaos" group has passed the assessment. Even the worst one, Lin Xian'er, is the best among this group of individual trainees. With Shi Potian's strong recommendation, no commander would reject them.

A small team of forty people stood in the center of the training ground. In front of them was a heavy mecha that was ten meters tall and weighed six tons.

Although he had seen it countless times in live broadcasts and had close contact with it during the decisive battle with the devil, Ye Gucheng still showed a look of fascination when he thought about actually practicing it himself.

Driving a mecha and flying freely in the sky has always been his original intention of coming to this world, and it has never changed.

The sunlight reflected by the metallic luster of the mecha was so dazzling. Looking at it, Ye Gucheng could already imagine himself flying in the air, holding a lightsaber, and taking down the Zerg Queen.

The dream seemed to be within reach. For this reason, Ye Gucheng even endured and did not turn around to stab to death the guy behind him who had been trying to pinch his neck.

Ximen Chuixue was not very interested in mechas. He only wanted to complete the task as soon as possible so that he could escape from this damn world! He had not been standing here for a cup of tea, and three men had come up to him to praise his beauty. The tone of voice and the look in his eyes made him almost vomit!
Even he was like this, let alone Shi Guanyin and Lin Xianer. Being harassed was secondary. The main problem was the scorching sun above their heads was really uncomfortable. The instructor's explanation of mecha operations was like eight hundred monks chanting together. When they thought of the instigator of all this, the two beauties looked at Ximen Chuxue with eyes that were almost spitting fire!
Shi Guanyin might be able to say that it was all her own fault, but Lin Xian'er was purely in trouble. She was just tempted by the beauty at the moment, so what was wrong with her!

This anger reached its peak when the students learned to operate the mecha.

Heavy mecha is not that easy to control.

The instructor was a male Alpha with a burly build, bronze skin and long golden hair. He was serious and didn't like to talk much. After explaining the basic operations, Lin Xian'er was the first one called to operate.

She entered the cabin. The constant temperature function made her brain, which was roasted by the scorching sun, clear up a little. According to the instructor's instructions, she put on the instrument that connected the brain nerves, which made her feel as if her body was integrated with the mecha. The instructor's encouraging voice came from the headset: "Not bad, see? As long as the mental strength and physical fitness are up to standard, even a delicate Omega can drive a mecha!"

"Raise your right arm."

Lin Xian'er tried to raise her right arm, but this action gave her a headache, as if a sharp needle had pierced her head. She gritted her teeth and raised her hand with difficulty.

The steel giant raised his arms high, almost blocking out the sky.

"Very good, put your right arm down and lift your left foot."

Lin Xian'er took a deep breath, controlled the mecha, and raised her left foot with all her strength - she aimed at Ximen Chuxue and stepped down hard!
You bastard, I will die with you today, go to hell!
She had used up all her willpower. Her head ached as if it was about to explode, her nose felt warm, and her mouth was full of the taste of rust.

The kick that could destroy both herself and others was raised, but no one was stepped on. She had misjudged the distance between the mecha and Ximen Chuxue, and her mental strength had been stretched to the limit. The iron giant fell forward uncontrollably, staggered two steps, and finally fell to the ground with her four limbs in the air.

The instructor raised his chin and praised: "Very good, you can perform such complex movements in your first time operating a mecha, you are really talented!"

Lin Xian'er finally climbed out of the mecha, only to feel dizzy and unable to tell whether the instructor's words were a genuine compliment or sarcasm - people here always like to be sarcastic - she returned to the team in a daze, her legs still too weak, and she was about to fall again, when an arm wrapped around her waist, extremely strong, holding her steadily.

Her heart instinctively moved, the corners of her lips curled up, and she threw herself into the man's arms.

A light scent of jasmine instantly enveloped her. She looked up and saw Ximen Chuxue's face close to her.

Lin Xianer: ...bad luck!
As the students went up to experiment one by one, Lin Xian'er realized that she was really talented, because most people couldn't even do the first step, synchronizing the body with the mecha. The instructor even encouraged them, saying that this was normal, and that they only needed to practice hard, and they would be able to move freely in the mecha within half a year. Of course, if they wanted to fight in the mecha, they would have to practice for another half a year, unless they were a genius.

When it comes to the word genius, Lin Xianer's nose almost reaches the sky. If she had a tail, it would have been raised long ago.

This arrogance continued until Ye Gucheng came on stage. He entered the mecha and completely ignored the instructor's command. The huge steel giant took two steps forward, swinging his arms naturally, with light steps and almost no sound.

Then, the mecha stood there for a while, then bent its knees and jumped on the spot. With a bang, the ground in the training ground shook, and a two-finger-wide gap appeared under the feet of the mecha.

Judging from Ye Gucheng's expression as he walked down, the action he took off from the spot just now was probably that he wanted to fly but failed to fly...

This was mercilessly ridiculed by Shi Guanyin. Although she was not interested in this big guy, her talent was truly amazing.

She drove the mecha around the training ground, and even though her nose was bleeding when she got off the mecha, her driving talent opened the instructor's eyes. This serious and old-fashioned man eagerly grabbed Shi Guanyin's hand, and for a moment he was so excited that he didn't know what to say.

Shi Guanyin looked at his strong muscles, his bronze skin, and finally glanced at his crotch. She leaned close to his ear and whispered something. Her voice was very low, but it was definitely not serious, because the instructor's face turned eggplant color at that moment.

Compared to his teammates' amazing performance, Ximen Chuixue's performance was not so good. Perhaps he really did not have the talent to drive a mecha. Like ordinary students, he was stuck at the first step, and his spirit could not connect with the mecha! The instructor looked at him, then looked at the spirit value displayed on his watch, revealing a look that was even more difficult to understand than looking at Shi Guanyin.

If his mental strength is only at B level, it would take some time to adapt, but he is S level, and all physical qualities are S+, so it doesn't make sense that he can't even take the first step! Is there something wrong with the physical test sheet?

After checking, the instructor had to admit that the physical test sheet was correct. Ximen Chuxue simply had no talent and had wasted his S+ mental power in vain.

The instructor accepted this result, but Ximen Chuxue did not and could not accept it! Although he was not interested in mechas, the three words "no talent" deeply stimulated his self-esteem!

No talent? Ha, then the mecha must be broken.

This also directly gave birth to a generation of kings in the mecha single-barracks.

It was four o'clock in the morning, and it was still dark. Even Li Xunhuan, the great enemy who was rushing to pay his respects and kowtow, had just gotten up. With his eyes closed, he washed and changed his clothes with the help of the palace servants. Ximen Chuxue had already been in the cabin for half an hour.

The training of individual soldiers is very arduous. In addition to adapting to the mecha, there are also physical training, reaction training, mental control, and basic understanding of the Zerg, the natural enemy of mankind. The training time every day starts at 5 am, and the trainees are not allowed to go back to the dormitory to sleep until 10 pm.

Ximen Chuxue got up earlier and went to bed later. He worked quietly and tried to kill everyone.

Of course, not everyone works as hard as he does. Not to mention extra training, just coping with the rigorous training in the training camp is painful enough.

Among them is Ye Gucheng.

The Lord of Baiyun City is of course very self-disciplined. The time he spent practicing sword skills was no less than the training time in the training camp. He just couldn't adjust his work and rest schedule.

The city lord usually wakes up earlier than the training camp and goes to bed later than the prescribed time, because in addition to his identity as a swordsman, he is also the lord of a city and has a lot of chores to deal with. This has led to his habit of taking a nap for an hour and a half every day, and even in the dark world, this habit has not changed.

Now, the damn military camp life cruelly deprived him of his lunch break, and poor City Lord Ye was extremely sleepy during the afternoon training every day.

As for Lin Xian'er and Shi Guanyin, let's not even mention them. They can go to bed late, but they can never get up early. Getting up early will mean the end of them. The alarm bell rings, and they cover themselves with the quilt. It doesn't matter who they want, I just won't get up.

The instructors in the camp are no pushovers either. When the time comes, each of the eight instructors will hold an electric baton. Anyone who dares to stay in bed will be hit with a baton. The 50-volt voltage hitting the body is not fatal, but it is enough to refresh the mind.

For those who dare to resist violently, the instructors in the training camp also have the authority to punish them by handcuffing the criminals. The electric current in the handcuffs is larger and stronger, and it is activated instantly, which can be used to deal with all kinds of disobedience.

The days in the training camp were painfully long and boring, until one day half a month later, when a maglev luxury car landed on the training ground and at the same time, rose petals fell from the sky.

Dozens of people dressed as guards laid a red carpet on the brick floor, and then stood on both sides of the red carpet and bowed towards the luxury car.

"Young Marshal."

The car door opened and a handsome man walked out. At that time, Lin Xian'er was operating the mecha to practice diving movements. She didn't notice when such a man appeared in the training ground. It was too late for her to brake suddenly.

The handsome and upright man had just taken two steps, before he could even smile wickedly and wildly, when he was hit by a stick from the mecha and flew away.

(End of this chapter)