Lu Mingyuan only felt that his dark head was facing him. Although he was wearing a helmet and couldn't see his expression, he was still very embarrassed and the picture was a bit confusing.

He tried to touch his face, but was blocked by the armor, so he took it back in disappointment.

These people refreshed their understanding of the people behind, which was even stronger than they thought.

Because in normal system simulations, they are combatants and are commanders who are assigned to them, so their cognition of data analysts is generally and vague.

If you are the one who is forming a team to play simulation, most of them rely on forceful suppression. The main reason is that they rarely see analysts of this level, and their requirements for the personnel in the rear are only statistical feedback. However, what really reveals the level is based on the above analysis and inference.

This time I really...experienced.

Zhao Zhuolu felt that their team should also bring a powerful supporter from the command department, but unfortunately they still couldn't afford Lu Mingyuan's value.

Although Lian Sheng couldn't understand what he was saying or what method he used, the results were expressed clearly. Although she didn't know the standards here, she believed that people who could infer such clear results were already very skilled people.

Moreover, Lian Sheng's attention to Lu Mingyuan is not only his skills, but also his qualities.

Lu Mingyuan is calm enough and good at analyzing. What's important is that he is very responsible.

In most cases, he is keeping a low-key state and objectively making his suggestions to you. He will not show off his knowledge, nor will he participate in the arguments between them. He is calm in dealing with things and has a view of the overall situation, which makes people feel at ease and reliable, and can stabilize the morale of the army.

It turns out that he is indeed very good.

Lu Mingyuan asked: "So? Should I take a detour? But even if I take a detour, I may not be able to avoid the instructor."

Of course, the battlefield is changing rapidly, so where is there an absolute thing?

Lian Sheng held a gun, guarded his front position, and asked, "Is the melee zone close to the target?"

Lu Mingyuan nodded: "It's probably on the edge of the range."

"Then there is no need to go around." Lian Sheng said, "It seems that Ji Fangxiao chose that position and was preparing to participate in the melee. Since we want to cooperate with him, the result of the go around is the same."

She said, looking back at the people squatting on the ground. Unfortunately, she couldn't see their expressions and didn't know what they were thinking now.

Zhao Zhuolu and others remained silent.

Should I go or not? This direction is obviously contrary to their original plan. However, without seeing anyone, I made a conclusion directly, which is a bit sorry for Fang Jianchen.

Lian Sheng knew that they were struggling now, so he said, "Be careful, let's go and see the situation first."

Being a person requires being generous. Sooner or later, they will know that Ji Fangxiao is not suitable, and it doesn’t matter if they go around in a wrong way.

The few people nodded and decided to re-arrange the queue.

The main danger still comes from the front. Zhao Zhuolu's team opened the way, Meng Jiangwu and others acted at the back, and Lu Mingyuan guided him from the side.

I did meet many students on the way, and they even won the victory for anyone with sniper rifles. After all, there are no supplies, so I can only let them down if I have enough equipment.

The students who fell to the ground looked at them with blood and tears. They killed them without saying hello, destroying the friendship of the revolution.

I encountered a small melee in the middle of the journey. When there were many people, the instructor directly transferred the venue. The principle of winning streaks was that the enemy would not pursue them. And they were still in a hurry to get along.

The situation encountered on the road was basically the same as Lu Mingyuan analyzed, and then he arrived at the melee zone he mentioned.

Several people stopped from afar.

Lian Sheng lay on the ground and listened to the movement, then raised his head and said, "It is probably a fierce battle ahead."

Meng Jiangwu asked nervously and excitedly: "Are you there?"

Lian Sheng said: "If you don't want to die, don't go up and retreat and hide."

Lu Mingyuan was very self-aware. He waved to Meng Jiangwu and the others and pointed to a point next to him where he could hide.

The winning streak did not keep up, but carried the gun and continued to move forward.

Meng Jiangwu said in shock: "Do you want to die?"

"No." Lian Sheng turned around and said coolly, "I can't die."

Meng Jiangwu: "..." It makes you very powerful.

Lian Sheng followed Zhao Zhuolu and others with a gun on his back, and the four of them obediently went to the side to hide.

It was a visual dead corner. A tree was blocked from the front, and a shrub behind it. The left side was relatively flat but the road was difficult to walk on. Someone could see it at a glance. The location was indeed good.

The four of them hurried together, just one of them guarded the same direction. They leaned back to their backs, and a sense of security in their hearts inexplicably.

Meng Jiangwu looked up at the sky and saw the flocy-shaped white clouds floating by. What a peaceful day? He had never experienced such an easy exercise.

Meng Jiangwu asked with guilt, "You guys, are we... too bad?"

Lu Mingyuan said: "But we are not combat troops at all."

Zheng Lei and Shen Yu nodded.

Meng Jiangwu said depressedly: "But it's not true that you win in a row."

"Everyone always has something to do. We are in the command department, just do the dispatch and support of the rear. But now there is no hardware conditions, and there is no mechanical equipment when fighting in real battles?" Senior Lu tempted, "Sing Sheng is good at shooting, but she is not strong enough. You have something you are good at."

Three people one head.

Meng Jiangwu asked weakly: "...what are we good at?"

It makes people suffocate silence.

Zheng Lei and Shen Yu turned around, pressed his head and stuffed it down angrily: "We all endured it and didn't ask why you had to ask such a heartbreaking question? Are you brains wafty? Are you sick?!"

Four people in a row passed through the edge area and hid in the dark to check the situation.

A brief glance shows that there are no less than five instructors in the forest in front. Because of the arc, the line of vision is blocked. The visual distance is not long. How many people are there above? It is difficult to guarantee a winning streak.

The terrain here has obvious ups and downs, next to it is the path at a low position, which is the way they came. Several instructors stood on the towering hillside. This area is either a short tree or a dense forest, with many obstacles, narrow vision, and slightly higher requirements for shooting levels.

The four of them were patrolling nearby, trying to find a good shooting point, but they found it a little difficult.

Either unsafe or inconvenient.

Attacking from a low point is already in a relatively unfavorable situation, and there are dense bullets here, and there are students who take the opportunity to get points. If a person is not in a good position, he may be killed by stray bullets from nowhere.

——No comrades, only invisible enemies. This is why strands don’t like melee, and it’s too difficult.

Lian Sheng was still thinking, and a bullet flew towards her. I was lucky, so I wiped her face and hit her.

Lian Sheng's heart couldn't help but jump. This shot was so erratic!

In case of accidents, she lay tightly on the ground and couldn't help but sigh. A group of scattered soldiers who were independent, even if the instructors stood still, these people could destroy themselves.

Looking at the five figures that can be captured in the perspective... Now we can only see four, standing at an oblique angle, maintaining a safe distance, and covering each other while starting to kill people.

Every shot they fired was more cautious, their position was clever, and they were rhythmically organized in changing positions.

The gap is too big.

Zhao Zhuolu and the other two have left.

Without a position, they can create a position. Do it yourself and have enough food and clothing, and you can grab it.

Stream simply erected a gun on the spot.

This is really not a good sniper point. She can only see a few heads floating by occasionally through her sight, and she still doesn't know whose it is.

There is only a moment of opportunity to seize, but now she has many bullets, so she can try it a few more times.

When shooting in a row, you have steady hands and accurate eyes, and you can straighten your fingers. You can directly pull the trigger and shoot ten shots, and then change the magazine.

Her current position is not convenient for shooting, but the other party is even more inconvenient for counterattack. If they come out, they will be exposed to the guns of more people.

She has been harassed by winning streaks. The instructors found that her marksmanship was accurate and it was not easy to avoid it, so they began to move inside collectively.

Lian Sheng finally couldn't see their heads.

The target closed the defense line, and Zhao Zhuoluo took the opportunity to approach the front with a strong chance. He chose to wait and see for the time being.

Several instructors found that more and more people were gathering, and there were several students of high quality. There were two snipers on both sides that were difficult to guard against, so they were not so easy to deal with. A lot of people were cleaned up here, and they decided to temporarily ease the situation. They made gestures between each other, spread out in pairs, and divided the situation.

They didn't chase the winning streak. After all, their main purpose at this stage is to meet rather than score points.

The instructor left and took away more than half of the students. There were still several who stayed there, but at least the scene was not that dangerous.

Zhao Zhuolu bent down and squatted on the hillside, shouting to the distance: "Fang Jianchen! Are you there?"

A black shadow heard the sound in the distance, jumped out of the bushes, ran towards them, raised his hand and waved his hand and shouted excitedly, "Oh! It's your brother Fang! You are finally here!"

Several tall boys walked out from all directions and approached them together.

If you can't stand up openly, the group moved to a safer corner and spoke on guard. Stream win and join.

Fang Jianchen saw her and wanted to say hello to her. After recalling that the substitute should be a student in the command department, but he couldn't remember his name anymore and said in a hurry: "Oh, Meng...student Meng?"

Stream win held the gun on his shoulder, raised his chin and said, "Daming won in a row."

Fang Jianchen heard the voice and exclaimed: "...Quick-eye?"

Stream win: "..." What's the point? It's so ugly.

Fang Jianchen asked: "Why are you together?"

"Cooperate." Lian Sheng pointed, "just like we are together now."

"Oh, yes! We just lack people." Fang Jianchen held his gun, suddenly smiled, raised his eyes and showed off to several people: "Do you know how many points we have just washed? Do you know how many heroic souls are left under Brother Fang's gun?"

Everyone did not cooperate and remained silent together. If it were not for the armor, they would definitely be able to clearly see their disdainful expressions.
To be continued...