There Is No Afterlife

An instructor in black stood at the front and gave instructions to the students. His expression looked the same as usual, but in fact, his heart was already boiling:

This is military holographic training equipment under the military network! There is simply a collection of weapons here, from the oldest weapons to the most cutting-edge weapons that are still being debugged. According to the permissions granted, those who enter can try out various levels of weapons. In addition, there are various holographic training grounds and virtual scenes of major classic battles. Ordinary soldiers have no access to this system. This high-end combat readiness system is only available in military bases with four stars or above. Every In July of this year, officers and soldiers from other bases competed for the quota to use this system.

Even they were only granted preliminary permission to use this system after one year of service! And these students who have only been at the base for a month are actually given permissions so easily. This, this, this is unreasonable!

However, despite the turmoil in his heart, the psychological quality acquired through years of military service allowed him to control the expression on his face. They now know at least one thing, and that is: that cold, dead-faced instructor must have a high military rank.

Those who can use military holographic training equipment at any time must have a military rank of at least brigadier general.

I was secretly alert, but the instructor in black did not pause in his narration:

According to confidentiality regulations, all users are not allowed to use their own names in the device, so please know the identification name you want to use in the device in advance. "

After quickly digesting the black-clothed instructor's words and getting two minutes of extra preparation time, the freshmen entered the white egg-shaped cabin under the guidance of the black-clothed instructors.

Like his classmates around him, Mu Gen climbed in very excitedly~\\(≧▽≦)/~

Just like climbing into Uncle Ypsilon's belly, Mugen climbed in quickly. After sitting in the only seat inside, Mugen immediately felt the seat begin to tilt. At the same time, his ankles, wrists and head were all fixed by cold metal rings. This feeling of being instantly restrained frightened many freshmen, but Mugen was not at all.

For Mugen, who was raised by robot parents, metal is the most relaxing texture.

When he was young, due to the harsh living environment, their home was destroyed countless times. Mugen was taken away by his father and uncles countless times. The wind and sand were too strong, and Mugen was often carried in the stomachs of his uncles. It was dark and cold there, but it was the place where Mugen felt most safe.

Mu Gen was startled as he remembered what happened in the past.

He had been away from home for a month and he felt homesick.

He shook his head, and then he felt more cold metal wires wrapping around him.

That was the connection, Mugen knew. He immediately closed his eyes and counted ten times in his mind. When he opened his eyes again, he was already standing in another place.

He tried jumping up and down, but it felt no different than usual. He raised his hand and looked at it. Even a bruise from training a few days ago was still there.

Mu Gen looked at his body in admiration. At this moment, a cold mechanical sound came from the sky:

The new recruits have been generated. What is your name? "

Mugen. "Mu Gen replied reflexively.

This id does not comply with the naming rules. Please change your name. "

Mu Gen was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that the system was not asking him what his name was, but asking him to name the virtual character.

Olivia, I want to call her Olivia. "He said the name he had thought of all morning.

The character registration is completed. I wish you good luck in the future of your journey. "

There was no lengthy explanation. In the blink of an eye, Mu Gen was ejected from the room, and the next second he was standing among his classmates.

Mu Gen arrived quite early, and there were not many students on site. The Wallflower Department, which had arrived earlier, seemed to be outnumbered at this time.

We all like holographic games, and this kind of registration is not difficult for us at all. "There is much more game time than other departments. These reasons that led to the poor academic performance of the wallflower department have now become the reasons for them to get there first.

Well, I also like playing games~\\(≧▽≦)/~" Mu Gen also nodded in agreement.

Although everyone has not arrived yet, the students are already standing in their positions according to their usual practice positions. After a month of rigorous queue practice, they have developed certain habits. Obviously, this habit is the result of the instructors Seeing what they were pleased to hear, the instructors who had arrived before them couldn't help but secretly nodded with satisfaction.

However, they didn't wait too long. Within ten minutes, the new students arrived one after another. Seeing where they are now, the freshmen all showed the same curiosity.

They were now standing on the edge of a huge cliff, with rugged rocks and no greenery nearby. At the instructor's signal, they lined up in a line on the edge of the cliff.

Today’s training program won’t be free-handed rock climbing, right? That’s not right. We are obviously standing on the top of the cliff now? Could it be that they were required to climb back down from the cliff with their bare hands? "Many freshmen muttered in their hearts at that time, and many immediately began to measure the height of the cliff with their eyes: it is easy for the prototype to fly down, but it is a little more difficult to fly down in human form...

Just as the freshmen were thinking about what would happen next,

A thunderous sound came from below the cliff, and everyone couldn't help but look towards the bottom of the cliff at the same time:

There were bursts of yellow sand, but two black shadows were carrying the wind and sand and running quickly from two opposite directions at the same time.

Is it a group of animals? The freshmen thought so at first, but as the black shadow got closer and closer, they finally saw clearly that it was not a herd of animals at all, but a human being!

These humans had strong chests and were only covered with simple metal armor on their hearts and heads. They held round shields in their left hands and giant axes in their right hands. They rode on huge earth-moving dragon beasts and drove quickly from a distance. The terrain dragon's heavy footsteps stepped on the land, and the rising dust shrouded the team like fog.

The freshmen all noticed one thing: even while marching quickly, they still maintained a rigorous formation. Uniform movements and unified equipment, these are two armies! Only soldiers can be so rigorous!

Realizing this, the freshmen immediately became excited. But the month of training was not in vain. No matter how excited they were, their formation never changed, and no one yelled. They quietly maintained their original formation and stood on the edge of the cliff, watching the two teams below. The teams met.

There were quite a lot of people on both sides. I made a rough estimate: there were as many as 100,000 people!

The leader stood at the front of the team, and behind him there was a soldier holding the battle flag high. Following the leader's order, the flag-bearer immediately waved the battle flag forward, and the army behind them exploded. With a long roar, accompanied by the roar, the two teams rushed forward crazily. The two black shadows merged into one in an instant, and the battle actually started like this!

It was an extremely savage battle.

Without any high-tech weapons, the soldiers can only rely on their strong bodies and long-term training of fighting skills. The huge shield is the only thing that can protect them. Once it is shaken away, the only fate waiting for them is tragic death.

The head was struck heavily by the giant ax in the enemy's hand, and the body that was still holding on to the ax was like a doll that had lost control, falling heavily into the dust. The terrain dragon beast under the rider was still unaware of the tragic death of his knight, but He was trying hard to bite the huge body of the dragon on the opposite terrain.

The mutilated corpses gradually covered the entire battlefield, both human and animal. Blood flowed like a river, and the originally yellow-brown dried land was moistened by blood, and it vaguely looked like black fertile soil.

This is no longer a battle, but a war.

The leader of the team on the left finally cut off the head of the leader on the opposite side, holding the opponent's head high in the air with his eyes wide open, and let out a beast-like roar from his mouth.

Encouraged by the leader's actions, his soldiers chopped down the enemies on the opposite side one after another. In the process, the enemy's battle flag was also broken. The battle flag fell into the soil, was trampled by the terrain dragons, and was trampled by the black beast. Soaked in blood, the original color can no longer be seen.

The war ended with the victory of the left team.

A roar broke out again in the team, and the soldiers looked at the flag bearer's position. At this time, the flag bearer should hold the battle flag high and wave it vigorously in the air to celebrate the victory of the war. However -

While watching the battle, they mainly focused on the leaders and soldiers of both sides. The freshmen did not pay attention to the flag bearers of both sides. It was not until this moment that they and the flag bearer's companions noticed the flag bearer:

The flagpole is still firmly erected there, even though it is covered in blood, the battle flag is still fluttering in the air, but the flag bearer has been dead for a long time.

His head was chopped off by the enemy at some point, but his body still stood proudly on the spot, holding the flagpole that was deeply embedded in the ground with both hands, and protecting the flagpole with all his strength. He died in a standing position.

Watching his movements, one can almost immediately imagine what happened in the last moments of his life.

At the moment when his head flew away, this dedicated flag-bearer firmly inserted the flagpole into the soil at the last moment of his life——

He is dead, but his flag is not. It stands firmly there like a beacon, always inspiring his companions to move forward bravely!

The heads of all the prisoners were chopped off, and the soldiers of the victorious side rearranged themselves according to their original formation. Although they won, the price of victory was extremely heavy. Only half of the original team of at least 100,000 people was left, and the proportion of dragons and beasts dying in the terrain was higher. Many soldiers lost their mounts, and their companions were left behind. He sat behind him.

They knocked the buckler hard with the handle of the ax in their hands, and the soldiers with broken bucklers hit the ground with the handle of the axe. They bid farewell to their comrades in this way.

Not only this flag bearer, but also more companions died in this war.

A soldier stood up, pulled out the battle flag from the dead flag bearer's hand, and raised the battle flag high in the air. The team that had just gone through a bloody battle continued to move forward.