At 3:00 p.m., Xiao Tingyun picked up Long Jiu on time and sent her to the training venue.

The training class this afternoon was a bit interesting. The physical training teacher and the fighting instructor appeared in the venue together. It seemed that he was preparing to hold a joint class.

After the thirty-four students in a class of 1 were gathered, they were taken to the large warehouse next to them.

This was the first time Long Jiu saw this large warehouse being opened after he turned to the Nebula. He was a little curious for a moment and asked his deskmate around him, "What is in this warehouse? Why did he bring us here for training today?"

Compared to the little white guy, Long Jiu, the face of his deskmate Zhou Xinyu was quite miserable. She said with a frown: "Ji, this is not a warehouse, it is a simulation room."

"Simulation room?" Long Jiu asked with a question mark on his face, and didn't understand, "Simulation or something?"

Han Jiaojiao, who was standing in front of her, turned around and said, with a bitter look on her face as her classmate Zhou Xinyu, "Stop asking, I just want to cry."

Even Li Muchuan next to her also turned around and smiled bitterly: "You will know when you go in later."

Long Jiu, who was confused by the same bitter expression of the three friends, looked around at the other students before and afterwards and realized that the students in the class were all so miserable.

Long Jiu became curious and became more interested in this simulation room.

Soon, after all the students from Class 1 lined up, Long Jiu finally saw the mysterious simulation room clearly.

Just like an indoor court, the side of the court was surrounded by a high wall about three meters high. I don’t know what material it was. There was no auditorium like the court behind the high wall, but there were muzzles and muzzles in every corner, aiming at the venue in the high wall.

Isn't it just that there are muzzles outside these high walls, and even the high walls are covered with heavy weapons.

A row of question marks slowly emerged from Long Jiu's head.

What? Are you going to drive them to the venue and shoot them to death???

Before Long Jiu could ask this question, he saw that the physical training teacher and the fighting instructor at the front of the team both showed hideous smiles.

The tall and strong fighting instructor, rubbed his hands while grinning at their newborns, said, "Come on, little babies, the monthly Crossfire time has arrived."

As he said that, the fighting instructor, who looked like a bear, reached out his sinful hand to the slowly rising console beside him, and then snapped off a blue button on it.

There was only a crackling sound in the venue, and various obstacles and levels rose from the underground in the open venue.

The physical training teacher next to the fighting instructor also showed a harsh smile to them, stretched out his right hand and made a call, "Please, it's still a group of two people. As for which group to go first and which group to go later, it depends on your own arrangements. Of course..."

He changed his voice and continued with a smile: "You will be conducting the midterm assessment next month, so in order to enable you to achieve good results in the first midterm assessment, your instructor and I will open half of the simulated bombing port in the venue, and the time limit for you to travel is five minutes."

As the physical training teacher finished speaking, Long Jiu noticed that half of the muzzles and muzzles immediately began to flash red dots.

"So, are these weapons simulated?" Long Jiu grabbed the point, but his tone was a little disgusted, probably because he disliked these things that were not real.

Zhou Xinyu was stimulated by her tone, and she said in shock: "Jiu, although I know you may be skilled and brave, can you not underestimate these simulations? Even if they are simulated, once the effect is turned on, it will really explode."

These simulated bombing ports are indeed simulated, but once opened, the bullets and shells they shoot will really explode. Although the effect of the explosion is also simulated, what should be hurt will still hurt. The effect is extremely realistic, but it will not die.

A group of newborn eggs were driven into the high wall like ducks.

The physical training teacher and the fighting instructor had climbed up to the high wall at some point. They stood on the high wall, and a virtual control board was floating between them.

The fighting instructor took out a cut cigar from his pants, held it in his mouth and lit it. He took a deep breath with intoxication, and spitted green smoke and said, "The first group is ready."

Although the students in the class were all wearing a miserable face when they came in, they really thought they were going to go there, but no one stepped back.

The two people in the first group soon left the safety zone. Han Jiaojiao squeezed to Long Jiu and asked in a low voice: "This is the first time you have come in, look good."

Long Jiu nodded, of course she had to look at her well.

As the countdown of the fighting instructor fell, the simulated weapon ports around the field turned at the same time, and then the entire venue was filled with bombings of artillery fire.

This was the first time Long Jiu saw such a fierce scene and immediately widened his eyes.

At the moment when the bombing sounded, two students from the first group rushed out at the same time. They stepped on the bombing around and rushed towards the first obstacle level with rapid movement.

It was not until this time that Long Jiu finally understood what this Cross Fire meant.

In fact, it is during the violent bombing around, taking a five-minute time limit to cross the obstacles and reach the opposite side and pressing the button to stop the bombing.

There are more than 190 bombing ports in the venue. It is indeed a very difficult and difficult training to pass through twenty obstacles in more than 190 bombing ports with fierce attacks.

Long Jiu looked at the two classmates who were quickly passing through the obstacles during the bombing and found that the two were fine at the beginning, but after half of the obstacles, they were obviously disrupted by the blow.

"How many times have you trained like this before?" Long Jiu leaned into Zhou Xinyu's ear and asked.

Zhou Xinyu was blown by the sound of bombing around her, and her eardrums leaped straight. After a while, she felt relieved before she realized what Long Jiu asked.

While covering one ear, she shouted to Long Jiu: "That's five times. We haven't made arrangements for the month we just entered the school."

After saying that, Zhou Xinyu said again: "It's quite humane. We didn't throw us in the first month of entering the school. However... the previous few times were not as cruel as this time. At most, only sixty-five bombing ports were opened, and the time limit was two minutes."

Although I gave a five-minute time limit this time, the bombing port was so open halfway!!!

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*818 spicy Crossfire*

The fighting instructor smiled grimly: Come on, little babies, come and try the fire of daddy.

The physical training teacher looked very kind: Are you afraid? Are you trembling? Run faster, otherwise you will still be injured.

Other students crawled and crawled: oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

Long Jiu was leisurely and leisurely as if he was on a walk: Swish~~ Is this tickling? Increase the firepower a little more.

All students: Damn—!!!!

Instructor and teacher: Damn-----! This person is the devil, right???
Chapter completed!