Steel steam and flame

The revolver in his hand was still emitting white smoke. The huge shooting range easily swallowed up all the students of the First Three Star Academy. The surrounding area was still filled with gunshots that made the air explode. Platinum gunpowder The smell is more pungent than the smell of burning saltpeter. The surgically modified body can amplify the smell a hundred times compared to the original. On the one hand, the surgery has indeed improved all the basic functions of the body, but on the other hand, it also makes the students suffer very much when they are not fully adapted.

Ye Jielin skillfully opened the honeycomb drum magazine of the revolver. Six golden shells, still emitting white smoke, fell onto the sand at her feet. It only took less than two seconds to change the ammunition. After all the retracting of the drum was completed, when the pistol was completely straightened and the sharp front sight on it was re-aligned with the lost bullseye in the distance, exactly two and a half seconds had passed.

"Very good." Ye Jielin calculated the time in her mind and used her fingers six times in succession. Although the .20-caliber revolver was not the most powerful, it could still blast the head of a strong bull. The platinum gunpowder flowing out of Avalon makes even a 20-diameter bullet possess unparalleled power.

The pistol sprayed out a long and continuous tongue of flame, and the six bullets pulled out a long bright channel under the dim lighting effect. The clear vibrato produced by the friction with the air still sounded like a buzzing in the ears.

All the bullets were poured into the center of the missing target, and then the gears on the score calculator next to Ye Jielin began to rotate rapidly again, and the number stopped at sixty. She did not look at the results around her, but as if she had just started, she quickly changed the ammunition and raised the pistol again. Her slender arms were still like a rock without shaking under the huge recoil of the .20 caliber pistol. Six bullets spurted out, and the pyramid of shell casings piled up at his feet rattled in the vibration of the air.

"There are still eighteen rounds of bullets, which is half of today's mission." Ye Jielin thought in her heart, and finished the six rounds of bullets again. The gunshots that had been ringing next to her stopped at this time.

It was a boy who was a little taller than himself. His face was just an ordinary face without any features. His skin was definitely much darker than his own, and his body muscles bulged out from the thin training clothes on his body. His eyes are still a clear blend of black and white. Compared with the other 1,023 people with burning cross pupils, he has been able to achieve results between sixty and fifty-nine, which has already stepped on many people's marks. face.

But while maintaining this result, he was able to hit almost half the speed of everyone else, which really changed the way other people in the First Three Star Academy viewed Cassia. At least when it comes to revolver shooting training.

At this time, the boy could already feel Ye Jielin's gaze. He turned his head, the loaded pistol in his hand was still gushing out tongues of fire, and the number sixty was typed on the computer next to him.

"Oh, I really don't know how you trained? Is this really a talent?" Ye Jielin moved her wrist, looked at the half-empty second box of bullets next to Cassia, and shook her head.

“I received specialized firearms training at home, and was forced by my family’s teachers to fire thousands of rounds of live ammunition every day. It is precisely because of these foundations that I have achieved the firearms performance that ranks among the top students in the academy. But compared with you, there seems to be a gap between us. This is because you failed to use the strength of the cross pupil." Ye Jielin finished shooting the last eighteen rounds of bullets in the first box, and the second box was wrapped in oil paper The bullet still smelled like it had just walked out of the steam factory, and the delicate shell reflected a little golden light.

"Tell me how you did it. Come and share it with your allies." Ye Jielin reloaded the bullet, and the pistol burst into flames again.

"Using cross pupils only improves accuracy. My eyesight has always been very good. Didn't I tell you before that I am engaged in watch repair and assembly. Needless to say, my eyesight is excellent, and my hands were also in those years. The dexterity developed over time. And I also have an unknown story with the revolver." Cassia stared at the target in front of him, grinning, the pistol seemed to have become spiritual. Before he raised it, Several bullets have been fired from the barrel. When it is completely straightened, it is the moment when the last bullet slips out of the drum. Together they charted six different paths, hitting the bull's-eye in most cases. There are also situations like now where a single bullet deviates from the trajectory and the total score is fifty-nine.

Two months have passed since the training has been carried out

Fortunately, everyone is in the compound growth stage, and the intensity of training is not very high during the body's adaptation period. Fifteen days behind on the course, Cassia also rushed to catch up. Of course this refers to theoretical courses.

Because of the inhibitory tube, Cassia suffered greatly during physical training and various military combat training. Everyone's differences after surgery are different, but they are still at the same level now. However, as time goes by, the lethality of the number of suppressor tubes gradually becomes apparent in various training situations.

Especially when it comes to the use time of the golden cross pupil, students with one suppressor tube will hardly feel any burden. However, as the number of suppressor tubes increases, time constraints begin to appear for some students. And if the training intensity is too high, these students' demand for tranquilizers will also increase.

This is a signal. Although everyone is a talented student selected from thousands of people, they have to admit that there are people who are better than themselves. But this situation is not bad, as Bie, who comes over every few days to train them personally, said, "You are still too young, and you have countless possibilities in the future. It only takes a few years for a person to complete the transformation. Not to mention the next few decades or even hundreds of years.”

Cassia especially felt that this sentence suited her. After all, except for theoretical courses, pistol-related firearms training and driving skills, she was at the bottom of almost all training. He felt that this sentence inspired the burning spirit of hard work and enterprising in him.

The last few rounds of bullets were all poured into the hollow bullseye. Cassia moved her sore arms. Ye Jielin beside her had only finished one-third of the second box. As Ye Jielin, who ranks first in all firearms training scores, the progress of others can only be lower than hers.

"I'm leaving first." Cassia picked up two iron boxes and a huge revolver, and said to Ye Jielin, "The pistol's wear and tear is approaching its limit, and it will probably break during the next use. Training Don’t forget to register your new firearm application.”

"Understood, you don't even know who I am." Ye Jielin stared straight at the target, her light red hair tied back. The corners of her mouth moved, and the usual gunshots rang out again.

"Do you need me to help you after training?" Cassia had not taken a few steps before Ye Jielin suddenly said behind her.

Cassia cried and laughed for a while, and he knew that Ye Jielin was talking about his swordsmanship. Training in swordsmanship affects the whole body with one move. In addition to fighting skills, it is another course that can exercise the muscles and functions of the whole body. Cassia spends a lot of time practicing her swordsmanship every day, not only to improve her proficiency with cold weapons, but also to exercise her body.

Ye Jielin was her ally and the leader. She knew Cassia's training plan, so she volunteered to help him train. He beat Cassia to the point where he couldn't find Beilai several times. Fortunately, he only used blunt blades, otherwise Cassia's life would have passed through a revolving door after just one training session.

"No, there's no need for you to take action now." Cassia walked away with a smile and put the box and pistol in the recycling area. Then he filled out a new firearm application form at the shooting range management desk.

It took Cassia more than ten minutes to go around the buildings and arrive at another site, which was a training center specially set up for practicing the use of cold weapons. It was located on a gentle slope of a mountain rock.

The air here remains at about minus 15 degrees all year round, and the tall hexagonal protective glass overhead is no longer intact. The military school intentionally lets in the extreme cold wind that blows all year round in the Blanco Mountains, so that the students can achieve better results when practicing using cold weapons.

The training ground climbs up a gentle slope, taking on the shape of a staircase. The temperature on the bottom floor is the highest of minus 15 degrees, while the eleventh floor on top faces the extreme cold current in the Blanco Mountains. Usually only by advancing the surgical assimilation to the late stages of the first stage can there be a possibility of entering the eleventh level.

There is no elevator here, only a wide staircase covered with white frost, leading to a training building with a rapier symbol made of rivets and steel plates.

The breath you exhale turns into white mist, and then turns into a layer of pink frost. When Cassia came to the training hall on the first floor, there were only a few people inside. The body did not warm up due to exercise, but became stiffer and stiffer in the cold and wind.

Cassia took out a standard steel sword from the neatly arranged weapon rack next to it, and then came to an uninhabited corner, where there were several dolls made of steel and hard wood, which were already covered with various objects. Marks of weapons slashing and thrusting.

It is these dumb dolls that will accompany him through the long and hard hours again.