Surprise! The Supposed Talent Show Was Actually–?!

Witch Jane stayed silent and said, “What's so lively...”

The guard glanced and turned to "bang” to open the side door of the training room.

Wei Shi walked wide in front, walking carelessly in pure white gloves. Witch Jane followed, her amber pupils were confused and opened, apparently not yet reacting for a moment and a half.

The pitch-black corridor extends downwards and can even choke into flying dust as you breathe. On one side of the corridor is a warehouse full of metal shelves.

Wencheng opened the door and Witch Jane quickly followed. Because her legs were too long, she had to run a few steps from time to time. Little curly hair swayed and looked like she was jumping.

The next moment, the warehouse headlights were turned on.

Witch Jane took a breath and was coughed by the dust.

This is a real armament/arsenal.

Approximately 4 metres tall, out of sight, the shelves are loaded with firearms, ammunition, even small neutron weapons, hand-held laser cannons - each bearing a label, with the production number, ballistic test results, the IDs of the school gunmen, and the length of service.

Witch Jane's eyes suddenly lit up and her eyes burst between the shelves, barely moving.

Soldier weapons, squad carrying combat weapons, strong mobility, light armour-

It's almost every straight man's dream underground private vault!

Back at the guard, show silly rabbit sperm to follow.

Witch Jane hurried her legs, which was why she noticed the "training" on one side of the warehouse with the silver mask logo floating underneath.

Witch Jane quickly raised her head and looked admirably at the big man.

Obviously, it was all there at the time of the defense.

As they went deeper, the man finally stopped in front of an armoured shelf, reached down and unloaded a gun and threw it at the witch.

Witch Jane hurried to catch the makeup.

“Smith Wesson, XVR460, one of the fastest starting left/wheel/hand/gun, has 3254 joules of gunpoint kinetic energy.” No expression on the guard: “lively and cute. ”

Witch Jane grows up and says: "...”

The guard led the witch to the next shelf, and the armies rolled like thunder clouds, revealing straight shoulders as he glanced at the gun. White gloves don't know what texture they are, and flipping them in a dusty shelf keeps the color the same, making them look insolent in the dark light.

“BMQ Dagger Anesthesia/Anesthesia/Gun, High Pressure Driven Launch at Back of Warhead, Anesthetic Dose 0.005g. The target was not physically loaded and slept for approximately two hours.” The guard handed the dagger to the witch Jane: “Gentle intelligence. ”

Witch Jane: “…” Wait! He seems to think, recall something...

The two men stopped in front of the last shelf, raised their eyebrows as they guarded, and eventually pulled out an elongated gun that Jane could not name, handing it over.

“Alpha17 Solo neutron radiation gun, filled with sub-critical mass plutonium-239, for non-operational use. The manipulator was repelled by permanent radiological injuries, beyond human control, and one of the most failed R&D weapons of the 22nd century. ”

He added: "- Love to be delicate. ”

The witch Jane of the barrel is being studied and the body of the gun drops.

The guardian leaned against the shelf and looked down at the rabbit essence, slowly opening: “Do you like it? ”

Witch Jane hurriedly picked up Alpha17 and held it in her hand like a hot radish. Unconsciously greeted her: “No... I don't like it...”

The bodyguard turned his head and pulled the hot radish out of the rabbit's arms and threw it back on the shelf.

Witch Jane finally reacted: “Are you talking about the group interview? I was carrying a line... I was actually..."

The guardian gazed at him in high spirits.

Witch Jane glided on a cold wall, like a flat rabbit cake, until she shifted her gaze away from the guard and slipped.

The man took the warehouse door in his reverse hand and walked to the training room again.

Left/Wheel/Gun Left/Drunk/Gun Left/Wheel/Gun Left/Left/Left/Wheel/Gun Left/Left/Left/Left/Left/Left/Left/Left/Left/Left/Left/Left/Left/Left/Left/Left/Left/Left/Left/Left/Left/Left/Left/Left/Left/Left/Left hand,

He raised his gun and said, "Brother, where do you keep these? ”

"If you like, keep it. ”

Turning back, the drum bag in the rabbit's pocket filled with two guns, like sugar.

Compared to the first hide/gun, it's a familiar road.

When the two returned to the training room again, at the strong request of the witch Jane, the cartoon meadow plus metal Slime was again replaced with a worm background.

There is only one afternoon training subject.

Tactical evasion.

Witch Jane switched on the practice device and when she walked out of the dressing room, the guard had adjusted the training difficulties for him.

The surrounding worm beast's eyes glow green, following the copy instructions will strike, crush, strangle and other attack modes. Simultaneous ballistics are present in the virtual scene and will be deducted based on the number of times the stray bullet hits the practitioner.

“Tactical Evasion has six basic sets of actions.” Defense Talk: “What's harder than dodging a melee is dodging bullets. The fastest response time for humans is between 0.11 and 0.13 seconds, with a minimum projectile speed of 200m per second. ”

Witch Jane quietly estimated that she quickly modeled speed, time and distance in her mind and raised her head: "If someone shoots within 20 meters, will there be no solution? ”

The guardian was indifferent: "Split up. I'll give you a gun. Who can you hit in 20 meters? ”

Witch Jane raised her cheek: “…” Beating a little butterfly is fine!

Within 20 meters, it counts as a flesh-fighting rifle and is one of Witch Jane's most vulnerable projects.

When the button is pressed during the guard, the virtual projection shall be turned on with sound.

Six sets of tactical moves are similar to those of Professor Clawson, with minor adjustments to the details.

“Repeat to form muscle memories.” Defensive Command: “Do it again. ”

Witch Jane nodded, happily jumped up, and took out the same enthusiasm as a pickpocket dance to learn.

In the training room, the juvenile orthodontic sprinkles sweat, young and vibrant - then winks at the big man with hot little curly hair.

Wesley pondered slightly: "Have you done radio manipulation before? ”

Jane nodded consciously.

The guard sighed and moved forward to adjust his movements. Freshwater shines through the delicate skin of the teenager, leaving a soft little animal smell after exercise.

The hand covered with cocoons was shot on his shoulder and waistband, and the soft witch was immediately pinched out like rubber clay.

In the mirror, the radio collar operator finally got the milk killer.

Shut up and say, “What are you blushing about? ”

Witch Jane stunned: “Probably because of the heat...”

Guardian: “Okay. Practice in action. ”

Witch Jane finally relieved herself and looked into the mirror inadvertently.

There seems to be something wrong.

He was clearly wearing a mask...

Virtual combat environments should be activated, and the witch Jane was forced into battle before she could think.

The first strike was two or three low-level insects, who entered the field of view and quickly passed through the center of the brain - the witch picked out two tactical dodges between the electric lightning stone fires, stumbled together and spliced together, and rubbed the forelimbs full of serrations with the insects.

This is followed by group two.

Four insects rushed at the same time, and Witch Jane turned around and retracted, as the memory quickly moved and her pupils faded, emitting a very cold light.

Group three.

Group four.

By the time the attack alarm went off for the seventh time, the forehead under the witch's mask had been soaked with sweat, and the curly hair had soaked up, avoiding it was significantly slower than just now.

Heart rate detection on the training room projection climbed rapidly - 170 beats per minute.

Guardian looked at the Eye Heart Rate Chart: "Continue. ”

Sorceress in the battle suddenly caught voices other than worms, first with a slight beat, then quickly rolled over in the eighth wave of attacks.

Compared to just now, however, the physical fitness of the imminent cordon, as well as the psychological stress of high-intensity training, interfere with the functioning of the mind at this time.

Right in the middle of the field, Witch Jane was like a rabbit ball kicked in the grass, with no sign of tactical evasion.

Group 9 bugs are being released at this time--

The guard suddenly said: "B6 action, connect C3. ”

Rabbit balls rolling on the ground were happy and didn't hesitate to do so. While climbing up from the lawn, the first beast was kicked open by the witches.

Group 10.

Defense time: “A1 action. ”

With the help of the Guardian, the Witch Jane is relaxed.

However, when the eleventh group appeared, men were slow to speak. Witch Jane was stunned, her subconscious looked back, and when she saw the guard, her arms stood high, and her divine color was cold and without light--

Three and a half people tall silver adults suddenly burst in, Witch Jane could barely think, her right shoulder slightly heavy, gravity backward borrowed into the bunker -

Bodies react faster than thoughts.

Amber pupils flashed.

Muscle memory.

The guard finally said again: "Continue. ”

At this point, Witch Jane's heart beats to 180/min, almost the upper limit of intense exercise. However, the defense soon revealed a satisfactory divinity.

After two rounds, Witch Jane regained the rhythm at which her training began.

Nearly twenty minutes after Witch Jane stepped into the training field, she was in a period of intense physical decline, and there was only the will left to sustain the battle--

Witch Jane's willpower is stronger than that of most players.

The guard stood by the training field and watched silently.

Twenty-seven minutes later, Witch Jane lost her first tactical score and was bitten in the left leg by a virtual worm. Pupils that were initially blinded by intense motion shook and lit up again.

After the return of consciousness, the original wolf's body fell and collided steadily, and the witch was in a hurry to breathe, revealing slightly reddish skin outside the battle suit.

Thirty minutes.

The four tactical moves were perfectly connected, and Witch Jane did not know that the copy difficulty had been transferred to the intermediate level when it had been defended.

Thirty minutes exactly. The silent guardian finally said, "Do you want to continue? ”

For the first time, it became a question phrase.

Witch Jane rubbed a fine sweat between her neck and her curly hair collapsed wet over her head after overwhelming motion.

Witch Jane whispered, her voice unconsciously dull, like a soft cat, but as she kicked the worm open, she looked like a fierce leopard: "… go on. ”

Horseman nodded.

Outside the training room, the bell rings at this time. The instructor's grumbling, the cadet's shouting, and the thrilling ringtone blend.

The man was undisturbed and his eyes locked tightly on the witch Jane.

The teenager's movements were obviously strenuous, but as the round progressed, they faded away the tenderness and greenness. It is constantly polished and polished to reveal a colour as inorganic as metal.

Brilliant.

The top lamp shook down from the height, and Witch Jane's reddish skin shivered slightly due to high load movement, tightening her shoulder muscles and shining in the light.

Or he is the light itself.

Thirty-six minutes.

Witch Jane's heart suddenly rushed up to 200. When she was guarding, she pressed the button and suddenly stood still towards the bug that was pouring on Witch Jane.

In the center of the venue, Witch Jane had a shortness of breath and her pupils were slightly sparse.

After losing his battle support, he subconsciously bent over to support his knee, but one shrugged--

Lightning struck the guard and caught the man firmly.

“Stand up and walk. ”

Witch Jane's hands and feet were weakened and her mind floated in the middle of the sky. It took a while to respond.

Wet, soft hair rubbed against the jaw of the guard, and a hot breath swept up, catching boiling blood and heartbeat together.

Take off your gloves and press the rabbit's pulse on your rough palms.

“Take a deep breath." Weather whispers.

Witch Jane did not respond, her eyes beneath the mask squinted slightly, as if she was going to sleep the next second. The bodyguard frowned and wrinkled his eyebrows, wrapped his arms around the wizard's shoulder and quickly removed his mask.

Witch Jane reacted and looked at him blindly.

Originally milky skin was slightly red, the five officials were covered in sweat, covered in bright light, beautiful and fatal.

Witch Jane's pulse hovers around 190/min.

Overdrafts.

The guard changed a position and held the man in his arms, holding the witch Jane in place and not letting him fall down, his jaw against his head.

A low breath came from above the witch's clan, and the whole person was wrapped in a strongly aggressive yet deliberately gentle atmosphere. Witch Jane took a deep breath. Her breath, which was already hurried by the sound of her breath when she was defended, finally began to soften.

36-minute training limit.

Witch Jane's qualifications and physique are not the best of all trainers, but they are the ones that last the longest.

“Sleepy? Want to go to sleep?” Wei Shi whispered.

Witch Jane, um, nodded.

Rough palms suddenly covered his eyes. Lashes twitch slightly under the palm of the hand.

“Close your eyes and rest," the guard said silently, “I'll take you back. ”

Sweaty shoulders cooled slightly in the cold wind, and when guarded, he took off his armies and put them on the witch's sheath, holding them in his arms and opening the door to the training room.

Thank you, however, for choosing the silent rocket.

Thank you Peach x3, Bermuda, but I choose silence, miyuki grenades ~ ~

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