Don't bother me, I'm super fierce

Chapter 13

The sniper team's operation was as fierce as a tiger, and there were fewer and fewer people on the field, and at the same time their hearts were cold.

"We shouldn't be messing with others. We've simply raised the difficulty of training ourselves to hell!" Only then did they realize that something was wrong.

The larger the space, the more scope Shi Zhou can use.It's better to leave more people on the field to interfere with Shi Zhou's pace and direction.

The few people who had been "killed in battle" consciously found a corner to rest, and smiled hippiely at the sniper who was holding a gun but was frowning on the opposite side.

The feng shui turns, and the feeling of hugging golden thighs is so refreshing.

Kirk, as the first member of Team A who ran out of bullets to resist passively, silently held his gun and took out the camera equipment of the optical brain to secretly take pictures.

Anyway, I can't beat it, so why not do something more meaningful, such as contributing more high-definition pictures!

One after another, the eyes of the others were about to go blind, the hand holding the gun was sore, and sometimes even an afterimage appeared on the field.

Each of them screamed in ecstasy, each sound getting louder and louder.

"Instructor, let's play this!"

"This is a walking comparison!"

"Instructor! I really can't lift the gun with my hands! Let us go!"

"Stop the game!"

Shi Zhou stopped in his tracks, turned his face and asked what Instructor Zheng meant with his eyes.

"This time I can definitely hit! Soldiers never tire of cheating!"

A bullet ejected from the chamber.

The boy's rampant laughter froze before it was over, like a screaming chicken whose throat was choked, and then quickly turned into a shrill scream when it was loosened.

When Shi Zhou stretched out his hand to block it, the black bullet "bang" made a clear sound of metal hitting, and a few blue sparks exploded, and the sparks fell to the ground in a rustle, and went out for a long time.

"Instructor! It's not fair! Charles cheated and brought in foreign aid!" Team A members shouted quickly.

Before Instructor Zheng could speak, the "corpses" of Team B would laugh at them even if they were dead, an ugly and arrogant laugh.

Instructor Zheng sneered with disdain: "The game is over, Shire comes down, show them your cheating artifact."

Shi Zhou crossed the fence with one hand and arrived in front of them. On his white and slender hand, there was a small black round object with a deep depression in the center, which was the mark left by the impact of the bullet.

Due to the determined attitude of the instructor and Team B, the members of Team A showed an extremely cautious attitude, observing like a quail for a while, and one person was the first to notice something: "This material? Our drill bullet?"

All the heads were scrubbed and turned to the field, which was empty without a speck of dust.

Also no bullets.

The characteristics of the bullet material used in military exercises to daily training use a relatively common metal material that is firmly controlled by the state. This metal is painful when hit on a person's body but will not cause death. , can be used as bullets, and it also contracts part of the material for light armor protection.

The students of Team B swept away their frustration and patted their chests: "I have a share."

"I picked it up too."

"Thank you brother on the other side for sending the raw materials."

Relying on his good relationship with Shi Zhou, Kirk carefully looked at the small piece of metal: "Have you used your mental power?"

"It doesn't take much."

Shi Zhou didn't lie, if he had really used a lot of mental power, he would have no pain to stand in front of them.

"Do you mean that you pressed it directly into this shape?"

Shi Zhou nodded. When the bullet rolled to his feet, he just picked it up to play with at first, but when he got it in his hand, he found that it could change shape at will like a piece of plasticine, so he came up with the idea of ​​simply mixing it together.

Hu En, who was at the side, broke off the remaining bullet for a long time without any movement, put it into his mouth tentatively, and bit it hard with his back molars.

hum.

The back molars of everyone in the audience tightened.

Hu En burst into tears on the spot, clutching his cheeks in pain and rolling all over the floor.

Shi Zhou finally found something wrong with him dully. He knew that his strength had grown stronger, but he still didn't know where the upper limit of his strength was.

Instructor Zheng dispersed the moaning group, briefly analyzed each person's strengths and weaknesses during a wave of confrontation, and ordered the disbandment.

Before leaving, he took a deep look at Shi Zhou.

Shi Zhou Wu bent down and pretended not to see, picked up the water glass placed in the corner of the field and walked back.

Hu En chased after him, and took a closer look at his cheeks, which were still a little swollen: "Is your mental power really only D-level?"

His tone was full of doubts.

One of the reasons why Shi Zhou's outstanding performance is not envied by others is that a few people with strong mental strength and competitive spirit found out that his spiritual power rating is only D-level. The current scenery is unparalleled, but the essence of training is to train In the actual operation of mechas, talents determine the upper limit, and they are not a threat to them when they are thoughtful.

"Yeah." Shi Zhou nodded, and handed the water glass to Hu En, motioning him to take advantage of the coolness of the glass to apply a cold compress, "Remember to ask the doctor in the infirmary to have a look when you go back."

Hu En smiled embarrassedly, very honest and simple: "Oh, it's okay, you are so powerful, D-class will definitely not be able to restrain you, if it really can't, I can protect you..."

His voice became smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a mosquito humming.

When Shi Zhou heard it, he laughed, "You and I are not on the same path, but thank you."

When he said this, Hu En didn't have too many charming thoughts, he simply felt that the army would become more and more chaotic with the development of time, and wanted to help his companions as much as possible.After all, from his point of view, he considers his relationship with Shi Zhou to be a friend.But as soon as the words came out of his mouth, he wondered why it was so similar to a declaration of love or a confession on a blind date. Fortunately, Shi Zhou listened carefully to what he meant and didn't let the topic go astray.

Tilting his head slightly, the sunlight slanted on Shi Zhou's side face, making his face seem brighter than sunlight.

Hu En silently strengthened his belief in guarding, subconsciously gritted his teeth, and immediately grinned with pain.

The dormitory was empty, and the others obviously arrived earlier than Shi Zhou, and some of them had already gone to the cafeteria to start a new fighting scene.

Shi Zhou moved a chair and began to sort out the insights gained during today's training.Different from the special training in the royal family, the army pays more attention to speed, ruthlessness and precision, and the methods are inevitably bloody and violent. Unlike the methods he has learned before, the recent experience has given him a lot of insight.

The optical brain's information prompt sounded non-stop, and Shi Zhou called up the interface.

"The second round of voting for Jijun 101 has begun! Walking in to appreciate the heroic demeanor of the little brothers, don't you have an unusual feeling?"

As usual, Shi Zhou chose himself without hesitation and began to quickly browse the relevant information.

Soon he frowned almost imperceptibly.

The number of votes that originally ranked first fell to No.2.

The system explained to him thoughtfully: [This time the sniper confrontation, you left too deep a shadow on the people of the third company. It is said that the people of the A team were hesitant to vote for a long time. 】

Because the photos related to Shi Zhou in the second round of the election were just today's sniper match, the painful and collapsed expressions of Team A of the third company in the picture were clearly visible.

Angel faces, beast behavior, too reckless, they are a bit too much.

Shi Zhou's current image is no different from Wu Song who fights tigers in ancient books.

Outrageous!

This is simply a betrayal from the base camp and from the mother's family!

Shi Zhou calmly said "oh".

Kirk, who had been lying in bed early and pointing silently on the optical computer, turned over and poked his head out: "Charles, why can't they afford to lose! Didn't they just lose to you!"

The system murmured inwardly: That fight destroyed their men's pride, who could stand a unilateral massacre-style beating.

Shi Zhou shrugged and said nothing, but in Kirk's eyes it was proof that he was disappointed with the rest of the company.He gritted his teeth secretly, full of indignation and injustice in his heart.

5 minute later.

The mysterious person who posted the high-definition picture before calmly and neatly posted another picture.

The light is just right, the dust in the air is not yet settled, a ray of light is split, Shi Zhou is holding a book and leaning against the window, it is clean and beautiful.

Perfect composition!

The diving friends in the group stepped forward to express their attitude:

"Brothers! Is it Ciel's fault for losing the duel! It's our fault!"

"What else can a salted fish like us do besides vote! Not voting is not a trifecta!"

"We can't raise their ambitions and destroy our prestige! Isn't Charles's face enough to soothe our sadness of being hanged!"

All of a sudden, Shi Zhou's votes surged upwards, and he successfully overtook the car in a corner!

Kirk held the phone and smiled with satisfaction.

Shi Zhou is also very satisfied.

The system was speechless, and its host's determination to win or lose was all uselessly strayed here.

"This is what I call having a reasonable understanding of myself." Shi Zhou called out the document and continued to record.

What he said was not at all arrogant.The children born under the genetic selection of nobles are not ugly from generation to generation.

The most aristocratic children in the imperial capital ridiculed him was the word "vase".

But what is a vase?No matter how useless he is, you can't say "no" to his face.

The system carefully looked at Shi Zhou's face for a moment, and realized that he was truly blessed and didn't know how to be blessed. He even thought about the handsome guys in the imperial capital every day, and forgot the existence of his host.

Kirk got off the bed, pulled on his shoes, and sniffed: "Charles, everyone else in the dormitory has to go to supplementary shooting training tonight, and I think they will be back very late."

Unfortunately, in the dormitory, apart from Team A who was being abused by Shi Zhouquan, the penalty for losing was extra training at night.

"Okay, I'll keep the door open for you."

After finishing the equipment, Kirk waved goodbye to Shi Zhou.

【Kirk is so good at taking pictures, I want to learn from him too. 】The system has been idle to a certain extent recently, and has become obsessed with art.

A smile overflowed from the corner of Shi Zhou's mouth, and he got ready to take a shower and walked to the bathroom.

The water flow was gentle, and the hot air blurred out a vast expanse of whiteness. The blue-purple blood vessels on the wrists were distinct, as if they were no different from normal people.

During the day, for the first time, he couldn't recognize himself clearly, and he was in a trance of what kind of trance he was.

Like a monster.

he thought to himself mockingly.

Entering fingerprints to open the dormitory door, Shi Zhou's hair was dripping with water, and it slid down his face, leaving small water spots.

On the table directly opposite the door was the notebook in which he randomly recorded the gun data, and there was a slight deviation from the position before he left.

Shi Zhou paused and turned his body slightly.

There was a dense figure beside his bed, half of his face was illuminated by the moonlight, the man looked up at him, and said with a smile:

"elder brother."