Lin Nan had a smile on his face like a Maitreya Buddha, but his eyes were cold, and he said: "It's good, let the boys have a look, so as not to prepare a program for them at the opening ceremony."
Every year at the opening ceremony, the school will carefully prepare a "program" to give these bad boys who have just entered school a showdown and scare the new students. There are no good boys here, they are all bad boys with bad records. It is normal for them to get up and tear down the school unscrupulously.
very.
Principal Xu Boyan asked: "Has the security been inspected?"
Lin Nan replied: "It was just overhauled three days ago, just to give the boys a surprise."
The principal warned: "Be careful, don't kill anyone. Those lovely children are our valued customers, so don't scare them away. We still count on them for next year's sponsorship fee."
Lin Nan quickly said: "Yes, I ordered the security center to go to level three alert."
Xu Boyan showed a satisfied look: "That's okay. Kill the chicken to scare the monkeys. Alas, it's a pity that the chicken is a little worse. Let's make do with it. He is also a brave young man."
On the light screen, a rusty agricultural light armor stood in front of the school, with its short and old body carrying two thick water bottles, which looked inexplicably funny.
In the security center, more than a thousand light curtains monitor every corner of the campus around the clock, and the main control optical computer continuously summarizes various data. In order to suppress dangerous elements in the school, Xu Boyan spent a lot of money to build the premier campus security center in the entire federation. Recruitment job
The personnel are all senior people, either veterans who have retired from the military, or veterans who have been engaged in security work for many years.
At this time, the atmosphere in the security center was relaxed, and they thought it was just a farce. After several rounds of drawings, Fermi became the last unlucky guy. The defense task was transferred to his post, and his voice was weak.
"The target armor is zero. Don't kill anyone. Then lower the weapon output power to 30%, or lower it to 10%. If you die, you will be in big trouble."
Fermi then muttered: "The air radar is ready."
There was laughter from behind: "Femi, are you sure you need an air radar to deal with an agricultural light armor?"
"Can this thing fly?"
Femi said angrily: "Shut up, everyone! Or will it be your turn?"
The laughter got louder. The people in the security center are all elites, and everyone likes to deal with powerful targets. Dealing with agricultural light armor is not a glorious thing. Fermi is very sure that in the future, "agricultural armor killers" will
"He can't take off the title.
After setting the automatic attack mode, Fermi didn't bother to take another look, stood up and asked: "Who wants coffee?"
"Me!" "I want it too!" "A glass of ice!"
A pair of hands were raised, and most of them were lowering their heads to pass the time, some were browsing the news, and some were flirting with girls. The new semester had not yet begun, and they had not yet broken free from the lazy vacation, and their general mental state was depressed.
As for watching the excitement, what's so exciting about dealing with an agricultural light armor?
Fermi was making coffee for everyone and listening to several colleagues chatting nearby.
"I heard that some ruthless characters are coming this year, and they might be busy by then."
"That's right, what year doesn't have some ruthless characters?"
"Say there are a few juvenile delinquents."
"Juvenile delinquent? What have you committed? Can juvenile delinquents also come in?"
"It is said that there have been robberies and thefts. It's not like you don't know that our principal can get in if you have money."
"You are mentally ill. If you have enough money to enter our school, why do you still want to rob or steal?"
"It seems to be a hobby. Do you think it's morbid? It doesn't matter to them anyway. They have money."
"Mom, it's good to have money! Look at the equipment of these students, and then think about our troops, how pitiful they are!"
Femi listened to their chat with a feeling of sadness. Before he came to the security center, he thought it was a really good job with good salary. What about the job content? It was easy to deal with a group of students. But after he joined the job, he felt
Only then did I realize how wrong I was.
The students we have to deal with every semester are clearly a group of luxurious light armor regiments armed to the teeth. Limited-edition light armors are everywhere, and there are as many customized light armors as dogs.
There are laser cannons that the school spent a lot of money to equip that cannot break through the shield-proof light armor, there are more than 20 kinds of invisible light armor that the school's radar cannot detect, and there are heavy-duty light armor that are so powerful that they can counter-suppress them.
Even the campus security center, known as the most powerful in the federation, has been bombed twice.
Fermi had served on the front line for five years, but he guaranteed with his personality that the front line was definitely not as dangerous as here. He couldn't figure it out even if he tried to think of it. If he went to school, he would go to school. Why bomb the security center?
If it weren't for the really good salary... ugh, it would be really tiring.
Fermi, who was walking back with a tray full of coffee, was filled with emotion.
At the school gate, the surrounding crowds got into their light armors, flew up to the sky, and occupied favorable terrain. No one wanted to miss this good show. A huge fan-shaped circle appeared in the sky, and densely packed aircraft surrounded the school gate.
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It is human nature to love watching the excitement.
In the cockpit of King Tiegeng, Long Cheng was wearing a brain control device and looked calm.
To avoid artillery fire, the assessment subjects are a bit biased. It is a bit surprising for Longcheng to use them for entrance examinations, but not surprising.
Long Cheng had been exposed to similar subjects in the training camp. He thought maybe it was the specialty of this training camp? Or was this a training camp that focused on frontal assault on the battlefield?
He abandoned his distracting thoughts and concentrated. From the moment he put on the brain control device, he instinctively adjusted his breathing. His breathing began to become lighter and longer. If you could hear his heartbeat, you would find that his heartbeat gradually slowed down at this time.
As it goes down, it becomes more and more profound and powerful.
The long-lost coldness eroded Long Cheng, as if memories he had deliberately forgotten came to his mind, and his body temperature dropped rapidly.
"start!"
The Farming King's thick lower limbs kicked the ground violently and rushed out.
In the light armor, Qu Xiao raised his eyebrows, frowned slightly, and said to himself: "Would you like to walk on the ground? That's much further away, and we don't have enough time."
The light armor's radar showed that the straight-line distance between the principal's office and the school gate was 55 kilometers. He could even control the time within one minute when flying in a straight line. This was not difficult. Many light armors could do it. But he knew that the assessment would not be that easy.
The key point is to break through the security and avoid artillery fire. Whether he can complete it within six minutes, he will not know until he sees the strength of the school's security.
Although walking on the ground can avoid a large number of airborne artillery fire, the time is far from enough. The main control optical computer shows that the shortest distance walking on the ground is more than 60 kilometers. What's more, there are many buildings on the ground and the roads are winding, making it impossible to move forward in a straight line. It is difficult for mechs to accelerate.
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No matter how he calculated, there was not enough time.
Qu Xiao's attention turned away from the Farming King and turned to study the layout of each firepower point, looking excited.
Fengren's campus security center is well-known, and we can finally see it.
The registered students all come from very privileged families, and the performance of the light armor they purchased is very good. The answers obtained by their light armor masters and optical brains are very consistent.
Moreover, in their eyes, the farming king who strides like a meteor is as slow as a snail.
Guangjia's public channel was filled with howls.
"I thought I could watch a good show, but I didn't get it right."
"What kind of rubbish light armor is this? My grandma can walk faster than it."
"Didn't you hear him say it was agricultural light armor?"
At this moment, the Farming King, who was running wildly, suddenly jumped up, dodged a few light bullets, landed on the ground with a flexible roll, and narrowly missed a chain of light bullets again. Then the Farming King straightened his thick right leg.
, thrust into the soil forcibly, like a plow pushed more than ten meters, a large piece of soil rose into the sky, like a black curtain raised.
The Farming King's thick knee joints bent sharply, paused slightly, and then suddenly jumped up from the ground, like a black lightning passing through the flying soil, leaving a deep mark more than ten meters long behind him. One shot
The shell exploded behind him where it had just landed, sending the earth flying seven to eight meters high.
The public channel, which had been filled with wailing just now, immediately became lively.
"Oh, this guy has some stuff! I hope I can last a little longer!"
"Agricultural light armor is very good!"
"It's interesting. I've never seen this gameplay before. Let's try it out then?"
Qu Xiao's eyes lit up in the light armor. The agricultural light armor's dodge movements were smooth and smooth. Not only did the speed not have any impact, it was actually accelerating!
There were several brushes, he evaluated secretly in his mind.
The parents of the onlookers, who were about to disperse, turned their attention again to the agricultural light armor running wildly in the school.
Long Cheng was highly focused. The Farming King's terrain radar was turned on to its maximum, and green prompt boxes kept lighting up in his field of vision.
"Note that the soil in this area is of high quality and can be used to grow crops such as eggplants, cucumbers, and beans..."
"Attention, there are too many weeds in this area. Do you want to start weeding?"
"Attention, the land in this area needs to be leveled. Do you want to start leveling?"
…
Boom, orange fire exploded three meters away from him. The dazzling light illuminated his vision. Shuttle-like light bullets passed by his eyes. Long Cheng ignored the green prompt box that almost filled the screen and methodically controlled the [Farming King].
Sturm und Drang.
Dragon City had no choice but to advance on the ground.
The flight mode of [Farming King] is used to spray potions and nutrient solutions. The maximum speed does not exceed 150 kilometers per hour. It is a living target in the air. Even without artillery fire, it would take more than 20 seconds for Farming King to fly over a distance of 55 kilometers.
minute.
He also did not choose the crawler mode because he was not fast enough and his dodge was not flexible enough.
The only option is bipedal mode.
At the security center, Fermi held a tray and delivered coffee to everyone. After training in the army, he was used to being more diligent. After delivering the coffee to everyone, he sat down comfortably while holding his own coffee.
As the coffee cup was brought to his lips, he habitually glanced at the light curtains in front of him.
The next moment, his movements paused.
On the light screen, the agricultural light armor was rushing forward wildly. Sporadic gunfire chased its butt, but it was dodged with a dexterity that was completely disproportionate to its body shape.
In the upper right corner of the light curtain, time is beating rapidly, 40, 41, 42...
Fermi stayed for a few seconds and suddenly came to his senses. When his hand shook, he forgot to bring the coffee cup to his lips, and the hot coffee spilled all over him.
A scream rang out from the security center, causing other colleagues who were immersed in the battle to raise their heads and follow the sound. They also quickly noticed the fighting situation, suddenly became energetic, and commented with interest.
"The level is pretty good, but the positioning is really bad."
"It's too rough, but the agricultural light armor can be used to this extent, which is considered good."
"It's not fast enough."
"Well, not enough."
Fermi didn't care to listen to other people's discussions or the dull pain where the coffee was hot. He had to make adjustments immediately.