Chapter 7: Individual Virtual Training System for Soldiers

  The New Year's Square terrain began to expand and eventually formed a three-dimensional pseudo-real space, enveloping Zhao Ziyang and An Qi'er at the entrance.

  Although he knew that the buildings and obstacles in front of him were all virtual, Zhao Ziyang still had a sense of reality because everything was too realistic, so realistic that he couldn't help but reach out to touch them.

  "This is the i-port technology that Seth stole from the Pentagon, modified and converted into a simulated real battlefield." Angel threw a set of equipment to Zhao Ziyang and continued: "HMD helmet, tactile combat suit, infrared port simulation rifle, you can go in now."

  Quickly putting on the equipment, Zhao Ziyang carefully felt it and nodded secretly: The weight and texture of this equipment are almost identical to those of real equipment. Even the front and rear weights of the rifle are not different at all. Such technology may not even be available in the United States.

  "Your mission is to set up explosives from point A here to the northeast corner point B and complete the blasting." Angel clearly stated Zhao Ziyang's task, took a step back, indicating that Zhao Ziyang could start.

  With a "click", Zhao Ziyang pulled the trigger, feeling the realistic sound emitted by this simulated gun, taking a deep breath and holding his gun carefully as he stepped into the combat zone with tactical footsteps.

  "Collecting anti-phase brain wave, pulse frequency band; body posture reaction angle; human and gun combination shooting angle; discovering, judging the shortest shooting time; tactical movement speed, physical coordination data."

  Angel, who had risen to the middle of the single-soldier simulation training ground, issued a series of data collection commands through her earpiece to the system command room, and then stared at Zhao Ziyang's every move under the global bird's-eye view.

  At this time, Zhao Ziyang, who had entered the combat zone, was already on high alert. He didn't treat it as a game, but as a real battlefield. The smell of gun oil and smoke coming from his nostrils, combined with the realistic environment, was enough to make him take it seriously.

  With his gun at the ready, he proceeded cautiously step by step in tactical pace, knowing that behind the colorful obstacles ahead might be hiding a sniper.

  。

  Bang!

  Zhao Ziyang moved, quickly firing at a target that poked its head out, the opponent's falling shadow showing a hit to the head. After finishing his shot, he immediately rolled along the ground, dodging the shots of two enemies who rushed out, and fired two more single shots using a wooden crate for cover.

  Bang! Bang!

  Two enemies fell to the ground with a thud, their heads splattering blood as they crashed down.

  Zha Zi Yang, who had just taken down three enemies, darted towards a wooden crate on the upper slope like lightning, changing his cover and crouching there quietly to listen.

  This system is really too realistic, not only can the blood splashing out of the opponent's head when the bullet hits it spray into the air, but even the sound of the opponent's footsteps is exactly the same as in real life. Since all these are exactly the same as in real life, then all tactical actions can be used, including nostrils and ears.

  "Bang!" A dull sniper rifle sound rang out, and Zhao Ziyang, who was hiding behind a wooden box, suddenly saw a skull with a red cross appear in front of him. The indicator light on his tactical suit flashed frantically, leaving him bewildered.

  "You're dead!" Angel's icy voice came from above.

  "Dead? How can you die like that?" The simulated environment around him disappeared, Zhao Ziyang stood up with his gun and looked up at An Qi'er.

  "The shield you're using is a wooden crate, I think any sniper rifle equipped with armor-piercing rounds can shoot through the crate and penetrate your body." Angel's cold face flashed with a hint of anger.

  She had never seen anyone so stupid, who didn't even know this basic common sense. If it were on a real battlefield, this damn guy would have been dead long ago.

  "Is there really nothing in the wooden box?" Zhao Ziyang retorted to An Qi'er, "I think this wooden box should have some things in it, such as books or miscellaneous items. Is there anyone stupid enough to push out an empty box as a shield? You don't even know this basic common sense?"

  This sentence directly stunned Angel, and she found herself unable to refute Zhao Ziyang's words. If it was a bunker, how could it not be considered whether the bunker had the effect of preventing the projectile from entering? An empty wooden box is obviously impossible, at most it can only create a visual obstacle for the opponent, a wave of group sweeps over, all broken and scattered.

  。

  "Continue!" Angie spat out two words, her eyes towards Zhao Ziyang growing even colder.

  "Yes, instructor!" Zhao Ziyang inadvertently provoked An Qi'er again.

  But he didn't care anymore, who let him kiss Angie that day? He just wanted to say it wasn't intentional, but Angie never accepted his apology and always found ways to take revenge on him during training.

  The battlefield once again envelops Zhao Ziyang, continuing simulated missions.

  Now Zhao Ziyang is obviously more careful, he will not use the wooden box as cover in the process of choosing a hiding place, at most using it to block his body and then quickly move to the corner or slope.

  The colorful wooden boxes reduced Zhao Ziyang's judgment to its lowest, the virtual enemies were mostly snipers, usually wearing camouflage suits that blended almost seamlessly into the environment, and they would often launch a fatal attack on him from hard-to-reach corners.

  Zhao Ziyang was holding a rifle, and facing the sniper's sniping seemed a bit powerless, being killed by the opponent again and again.

  Fool, idiot, stupid and other words kept coming out of Angie's mouth, scolding Zhao Ziyang to the point where he couldn't lift his head. Angie, on the other hand, had a joyful expression in her eyes, as if she was particularly enjoying herself.

  "Can't that sniper ease up a bit?" Zhao Ziyang looked extremely helpless, looking up at An Qi'er.

  "Impossible." Anqi'er looked down at Zhao Ziyang with a triumphant smile and said, "The system's difficulty level only has this one standard, and don't even think about the enemies that appear each time still being in the same location as before to defend themselves."

  "Me..." Zhao Ziyang looked at the rifle in his hand and asked An Qi'er: "Can I have a 95-style assault rifle? I'm used to using that, otherwise it's hard for me to face so many snipers head-on."

  Anqi shook her head, and Qianyannan, who was rarely seen in a thousand years, smiled slightly at Zhao Ziyang and said, "Begin."

  The terrain of the battlefield once again surrounded Zhao Ziyang, forcing him to continue fighting against the endless snipers.

  Bang!

  Bang

  ！”

  Bang!

  “……”

  One shot after another, the sound of sniper rifles rang out, and Zhao Ziyang's eyes flashed with one skull head after another, showing that he was killed by the enemy again and again.

  It seems like he's addicted to being sniped by the enemy, every time he starts, without even hiding, directly rushing forward with rapid fire, waiting for the sniper to take him out, as if he's gone mad. What's strange is that as he rushes forward crazily, almost the entire map has been run over to the explosion point, although each time he ends up getting sniped in the head.

  After such a repetitive death in the beginning, nearly ten hours of time had passed.

  Looking at Zhao Ziyang, who was still infatuated and continued to crash into the muzzle, An Qi'er showed a disdainful expression, full of disappointment with Zhao Ziyang's performance. However, the disappointment was only a little bit, and more was happiness, as long as she waited for another two hours, she could kick this annoying guy out with one foot.

  "Data." Angel asked Zhao Ziyang for a series of data through wireless radio.

  "Alpha brain wave abnormally active, pulse fifty to sixty frequency band, combat posture angle less than twenty-five degrees, shooting speed average 0.2 seconds, single soldier tactical movement average 0.47 seconds..."

  A string of data echoed in Angel's ears, making her icy cheeks stare in amazement: the data was almost perfect, with a pulse rate that showed the special forces were extremely calm during combat, and shooting speed and individual tactical movements that would make most professional special forces soldiers jealous. But these were not the most important things, the most important thing was why his alpha brain waves were abnormally active? Alpha brain waves are one of the four types of brain waves in the human brain, and their appearance symbolizes a surge of creativity.

  Abnormal activity of alpha brain waves proves that the special forces' brains are constructing creative thinking in combat, and this creative thinking is combined with calmness.

  But what he's doing now is like a madman running amok, is this his creative tactics?

  Lowering her head to take a glance at Zhao Ziyang, who was charging forward recklessly, An Qi'er quietly descended from mid-air and watched as Zhao Ziyang continued to be sniped.

  After nearly an hour, Angel discovered that the infatuation on Zhao Zi Yang's face had disappeared, replaced by strong confidence. Especially his sunny smile made Angel immediately realize that Zhao Zi Yang's real battle in the system had begun.

  。

  Zhao Ziyang, who had returned to the entrance, narrowed his eyes and charged directly into the terrain with his gun at the ready, unfolding a rapid-fire movement. At this moment, he had a very strange feeling, every cell in his body was abnormally active, and he could even feel where the danger was in the system.

  Sixth sense, Zhao Ziyang knew this was his sixth sense, only he had never experienced such a clear sixth sense, clear enough to give him the urge to fight with his eyes closed.

  That piece of leaf, under the escort of an absolute secret mission!

  Bang! Bang! Bang!

  Three precise shots took out three enemies, and then Zhao Ziyang continued to run forward without stopping, shooting at a large red wooden box without looking.

  "Bang!" "Splash..."

  As the warhead penetrated, the wooden box shattered on cue, and the sniper hiding behind it was knocked to the ground by the instantaneous penetrating force of the warhead.

  At this time, Zhao Ziyang flashed forward like lightning, rolling on the ground to avoid another shallow yellow wooden box sniper's shot, and pulled out a pistol from his thigh to shoot.

  Bang! The sniper fell to the ground with a thud.

  At the same time that the sniper fell, two riflemen rushed out and fired at Zhao Zi-yang, who had no cover.

  "Rat-a-tat-tat..." The explosive sound of gunfire erupted, bullets whizzing by, aiming to turn Zhao Ziyang into a beehive in an instant.

  An unexpected action appeared on Zhao Ziyang's body, before the opponent shot, his body tilted to his right side, leading the opponent's bullets to shoot at his right side.

  At the moment the enemy pulled the trigger, his body, which was about to stick to the ground, suddenly and quickly withdrew in a way that completely defied the laws of mechanics. After standing up straight, he fell to his left side. The moment he hit the ground, his body curled up into a ball and completed a roll with lightning speed. What made Angel stunned was: Zhao Ziyang actually fired at two enemies while his body was curled up and rolling on the ground.

  "Puff...puff...puff..." "Bang! Bang!"

  Along with the first landing of the projectile hitting the air, two enemies fell to the ground, all with their brains pierced by Zhao Ziyang.

  Zhao Ziyang didn't stop at all after taking down two enemies, and he continued to charge forward.

  All the covers around him are useless in his eyes, or he simply doesn't mean to use them. He completely relies on his own unpredictable tactical feints and swift movements that blend with fake actions, making it impossible for anyone to lock onto him as he rapidly shoots towards point B.

  At this time, he was like a raging war chariot, arrogant and invincible, with only mad charges.

  "Bang!" The sniper at 10 o'clock was taken out with one shot.

  "Bang!" The sniper at three o'clock position was taken out.

  "Bang! Bang! Bang!" All enemies in front of him that could pose a threat were eliminated!

  No one can stop his pace, the sharpshooter who was once able to kill him with a single shot is now just a paper tiger in front of Zhao Ziyang.

  But the settings of these enemies are not just paper-thin, but a comprehensive setting that combines the tactics of the world's top special forces. At first, Angel also struggled to get through this training system, and absolutely did not show the same level of dominance and ease as Zhao Ziyang now.

  She didn't know why Zhao Ziyang's alpha brain waves were so active, because she wasn't aware that for the past eleven hours, Zhao Ziyang had been constantly adjusting and adapting, his brain rapidly determining the speed of these virtual enemies and the various tactics they employed, creating a tactical environment in which he could shoot them down one by one.

  The virtual battlefield is just a virtual battlefield, Zhao Ziyang didn't take this as a real battlefield, although it's very similar. His goal was to complete the virtual blasting task on the virtual battlefield and find the simplest way in the opponent's rigidity.

  Bang!

  With a wave of his hand and a single shot, Zhao Ziyang took out the last enemy, then slowly carried his gun to circle around the entire terrain before heading towards point B where the bomb was planted.

  After arriving at point B, a smile appeared on Zhao Ziyang's face: Passed!

  A dull thud was heard, and Zhao Ziyang, who had just set up the explosives, clearly saw a skull appear in front of him. The red warning lights on his suit lit up: he had been sniped!

  Stunned, Zhao Ziyang looked in the direction of the gunshot and saw Anqi walking towards him with a PM sniper rifle slung over her shoulder.

  。

  "Unfair!" Zhao Ziyang threw away the explosives in his hand and loudly shouted at An Qi'er, "This is a virtual battlefield, how can you come in?"

  Time was calculated very clearly by Zhao Ziyang, he knew that he didn't have any extra time to try again. If it wasn't done within twelve hours, this always cold and proud An Qi'er would absolutely not hesitate to kick him out. This little girl always kept her promises, even the team leader couldn't do anything about her.

  "When you killed the eighth person, I came in and hid where you passed by, so you didn't even notice?" Carrying a sniper rifle, Angel's icy face was imposing as she waved her hand at Zhao Ziyang and said: "Do you have anything else to say?"

  Zhao Ziyang stared at Angie with wide eyes, he knew he really missed Angie. He turned around the venue one last time, and had a kind of dangerous feeling, but ultimately couldn't find Angie. This little girl was too cunning, who knows where she was hiding?

  "Boom!" The explosive sound came from Zhao Ziyang's mouth, he looked at An Qi'er in front of him, pointed to the explosives and smiled: "The explosives exploded, you were also blown up, did you pass or not?"

  Angel looked down at the C4 explosives on the ground, not saying a word. She took the sniper rifle off her shoulder and slowly walked up to Zhao Ziyang, looking at his smiling face with her bright blue eyes. Then, holding the rifle with both hands, she drew an arc from top to bottom, striking Zhao's chin.

  Bang...

  The buttstock and the sound of a crisp slap echoed, Zhao Ziyang's body was violently lifted up, a thread of bright red blood stretched out from the corner of his mouth in mid-air, and then crashed to the ground.

  An Qi'er let out a heavy breath after knocking Zhao Ziyang to the ground with her gun, turned around and muttered to herself: "I'm relieved!"

  Zhao Ziyang, who was lying on the ground, struggled to sit up, covering his almost smashed chin and shouted loudly at An Qi'er: "Is this your gift?"

  "No." Angie stopped in her tracks and turned around, flashing a captivating smile at Zhao Ziyang, saying softly: "Your gift is in Pakistan."

  After finishing speaking, Anqi disappeared in large strides into the simulated terrain, leaving Zhao Ziyang stunned.

  He suddenly found Angelica truly beautiful, that one smile blooming made the entire world's ice and snow instantly melt. That hint of charm...