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Chapter 157 [156] Shocking the audience

in the afternoon.

The snowflakes are still falling.

Cheng Han finally saw the headquarters of the Black Armored Army - the Heishan Battalion.

In a snow-capped valley, there is a blue lake just dotted in the center of the valley, like a gorgeous sapphire.

And in the center of the lake, a large black castle can be seen, standing majestically above the water, like a silent black giant.

White, blue, and black are the main colors of this scene.

This scene is enough to be called picturesque.

Mu Zhenghao, the deputy captain of the Second Battle Group, introduced with a smile: "The valley is called 'White Valley', the lake is called 'Blue Lake', and the castle is called 'Black Castle'. Isn't the name very easy to remember?"

Cheng Han nodded slightly: "Very appropriate."

These names are indeed straightforward.

Mu Zhenghao turned his head and stared at the castle, his tone full of emotion: "I have stayed in 'Black Castle' for more than 30 years, and I have four years left to serve."

According to the system, soldiers who have served for a certain number of years and before their strength begins to decline will be retired from the Black Armor Army and assigned to various departments under the Council.

Cheng Han unconsciously recalled a sentence from his previous life - a barracks made of iron, soldiers of flowing water.

Mu Zhenghao didn't have much emotion, and waved his hand and said, "Let's go! I'll take you to see the military leader first."

The deputy captain took the lead and strode to the lake, then stopped suddenly, turned his head and peeked at Cheng Han, full of anticipation.

According to past experience, newcomers will be surprised to ask: Why is there no bridge in the Blue Lagoon?
Then the leader can take advantage of the situation to perform a performance, which makes the newcomers stunned.

Over the past 200 years since the establishment of the Black Mountain Camp, this kind of drama has been staged countless times, but it still makes people enjoy it, and many people even scramble to guide newcomers.

however.

The facts disappointed Mu Zhenghao.

Cheng Han didn't ask any questions at all, and walked straight forward, first walked around the lake for more than ten meters, stepped on the lake without hesitation, and walked quickly to the black castle.

Isn't it just an illusion, such a small trick can be hidden from my eyes?
Mu Zhenghao was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help asking: "How do you know that there is a stone bridge covered by illusion?"

Cheng Han didn't look back, and smiled, "Intuition!"

Anyway, I'm a genius, and a genius' intuition is so unreasonable.

don't understand?
Today I don't care if you understand or not.

Mu Zhenghao sighed: "Amazing!"

Why is it so difficult to see this kid make a fool of himself?
*
Enter Blacksburg.

Cheng Han immediately noticed that although the castle was close to the water, it didn't feel dark and damp at all. Instead, it was dry and tidy, and the air was full of freshness.

no doubt.

This is naturally the reason for the mystery.

The decoration style in the castle seems simple, but it is not simple.

Just to give an example, for every floor within the line of sight, there is no slight color difference between any two pieces, and there is no trace of wear on the surface.

It's incredible.

Fort Black has a history of 200 years. Thousands of people come and go every day. How can these pairs of boots keep rubbing against the floor without signs of wear?
It is not difficult to understand that behind the simplicity is actually meticulous maintenance beyond ordinary people's imagination, which means a huge amount of manpower, material resources, and financial resources.

In a word, low-key reveals luxury.

10 minute later.

The two entered a living room on the upper floor of the castle.

On the opposite side of the living room are two thick doors, and a fine copper plaque is hung on the wall next to it, with a line of words engraved on it-Military Master Affairs Pavilion.

Two attendants in white clothes stood beside the gate, one on the left and the other on the right, with tall and straight figures.

The so-called "army master" means "the master of an army".

There are many comfortable seats on both sides of the living room, many people are sitting there, including staff and soldiers, all quietly waiting for the military leader to be received.

at this time.

Cheng Han and Mu Zhenghao walked in together, which of course attracted the attention of many people.

A white-clothed attendant glanced at the faces of the two, and immediately greeted them: "Lieutenant Mu, Mr. Cheng? The military master is waiting for the two of you, please come in!"

It is obviously a queue-jumping behavior to directly pass other people.

Seeing this, a group of waiting people immediately burst into a slight commotion.

A low voice of discussion sounded.

"Who is Mr. Cheng?"

"Actually let the military master make time for it."

the other side.

The two servants pushed open the door together.

"Squeak!"

As far as the eye can see, there is a huge palace-like office inside the door, with an area of ​​no less than two hundred square meters.

Cheng Han walked into the gate without haste, and could hear whispers coming from behind him.

"By the way, the genius rookie who killed 'Qibi' seems to be Cheng."

"It looks really young. I'm afraid that in a few years, there will be another big man in the Black Mountain camp."

"In the past, there were quite a few geniuses who died in the middle way. Whether Cheng Han is a real genius or not, let's see for now."

Cheng Han listened to all kinds of voices and shook his head imperceptibly.

The Black Mountain Camp looks high and high, but it is actually a place of right and wrong.

*
soon.

Cheng Han met a handsome middle-aged man - the military leader of this generation, Gong Zhenghuan.

Gong Zhenghuan first praised: "Sure enough, he is a young hero."

The military leader then said something surprising: "Cheng Han, are you interested in being my 'guard'?"

To put it simply, the guards are the military lord's close servants, and the lieutenants of the five major regiments also have to smile at each other, and there are not many opportunities to perform various field tasks.

Mu Zhenghao's expression changed immediately.

Guards are usually selected openly from soldiers who have served for more than five years, and they actually want a newcomer to be a guard. Isn't it too urgent to poach a corner?

Cheng Han had a strange look on his face.

He thought for a while, and firmly refused: "My parents died in weird incidents. I have witnessed many tragedies in the inspection office. I hope to go to every corner of Tai'an Little Spirit Realm, and do my best to eliminate the weirdness."

In the eyes of others, the guard not only has a high status, but also does not have to participate in combat missions, and the risk of death is greatly reduced. It is definitely a dream position.

But he is not interested at all. If he does not face all kinds of weird and alien believers, the omniscient eye is useless, how can he quickly improve his strength?
Mu Zhenghao quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

The deputy captain read Cheng Han's file and knew that the genius boy had a bit of idealism.

Although this seems a little naive, but now it seems that this naivety is not a bad thing, at least it can leave a genius for the second battle group.

Gong Zhenghuan looked regretful, but he didn't force it: "Well, I expect you to make contributions to the Black Armor Army."

Next comes the formulaic process.

First of all.

An attendant unfolded a document and read out: "The Commander ordered Cheng Han to be appointed as a third-level soldier."

The ranks of the Black Armored Army are divided into eight ranks, namely:

First-level, second-level, and third-level fighters, captains, senior captains, deputy captains, captains, and the highest military leader.

Mu Zhenghao was taken aback.

Under normal circumstances, newcomers are all first-level fighters, and they can be promoted to second-level fighters within five years of normal performance, and can become third-level fighters in ten years.

A rookie is directly awarded to a third-level fighter, which is something he has never heard of.

Cheng Han accepted the letter of appointment with a calm expression.

And a small item - the third-level fighter badge.

Second.

Another attendant opened a thicker document and read aloud: "Cheng Han, a third-level soldier, has a monthly salary of twelve gold coins per month..."

This salary is equivalent to the income of an ordinary person for five years, which is definitely a super high income.

This person read a long list and briefly introduced the treatment situation.

Salary is only part of it, it also includes many benefits,

In short, the better the performance, the more meritorious deeds, the better the treatment.

At last.

It's time for the Armoring Ceremony.

Under the watchful eyes of a group of people, two attendants pushed a small cart with a brand new set of armor on it.

This is a set of standard armor for the Black Armor Army, made of "black molten iron", which is three times stronger than ordinary steel.

Only wearing "black armor" can be regarded as a real black armor soldier in the eyes of the world.

The two attendants worked together to help Cheng Han put on the black armor.

Gong Zhenghuan picked up the helmet himself, and said with a smile, "Cheng Han, let me put it on for you."

Cheng Han hurriedly said, "Trouble!"

A group of spectators around them all showed strange expressions.

Everyone knows that it has been 17 years since the military master of the palace took the position of military master, and this is the second time he personally puts on a helmet for a newcomer.

The first time was to meet the No.1 newcomer who took office, which was more symbolic.

"Crack!"

Accompanied by a light sound.

Gong Zhenghuan buckled the helmet buckle, patted Cheng Han on the shoulder again, and said seriously: "I am very optimistic about you!"

Cheng Han humbled himself: "You are absurd."

Mu Zhenghao smacked his lips.

The vice-captain remembered that this should be the first time the military leader said such words to a newcomer.

It can be predicted that within half a day at most, the sentence "I am very optimistic about you" will spread throughout the entire Montenegro camp.

And this is both praise and pressure.

Mu Zhenghao muttered secretly: "Boy, from today onwards, everyone will look at you with the highest standard. I hope you can bear the pressure."

An attendant shouted at the right time: "The ceremony is over!"

This sentence announced the end of the armor ceremony.

Mu Zhenghao said inwardly, "The first test is here."

Another attendant took a step forward and said with a smile: "Sergeant Cheng, there is a tradition in the Black Mountain Battalion. Every new soldier puts on his battle armor for the first time and needs to perform in public."

The person pointed to the blue lake outside the glass window, and continued: "The specific method is to wear the armor to cross the blue lake and reach the opposite shore. You must not use anything other than the armor, and you must not use the climbing magpie pose."

All eyes locked on Cheng Han.

There is anticipation in it.

There is also scrutiny.

In the past, most of the newcomers were carrying more than [-] kilograms of armor, stepped on the surface of the water and ran for tens of meters before falling into the water.

For the rest of the journey, they could only hold their breath, walk across the bottom of the lake, and emerge from the water on the other side.

this moment.

For this talented newcomer, everyone unconsciously raised their expectations.

As a genius, if he is like other newcomers, wouldn't he be worthy of the title of genius?

Cheng Han nodded calmly: "I'm ready."

*
5 minute later.

Two attendants lead the way.

Cheng Han stepped onto a balcony without railings, or rather, a jumping platform.

This is a special place for newcomers to show off.

behind.

Gong Zhenghuan came over to eat melons in person.

The number of onlookers was no less than 500, which can be described as overwhelming.

With a calm expression, Cheng Han drew out the six short spears on the back of the armor by himself.

An attendant reminded: "Sergeant Cheng, the short spear is part of the battle armor and cannot be left here."

Cheng Han nodded: "I know."

There was a very low voice of discussion in the crowd.

"Do you want to take off the short spear to reduce the load? It's too boring to play such a clever thing."

"Yeah, I was only a first-class fighter back then, and I didn't play this kind of trick."

After a second.

Cheng Han narrowed his eyes and suddenly moved.

Holding the short spear, he threw the six short spears one by one at an extremely fast speed.

"Woo~"

"Woo~"

Every spear made a different whistling sound.

some sharp;

Some are slightly dull;

Surprisingly, their flight speeds are quite different.

some fast;
some slow;
Some flew fast at first, and then dropped rapidly.

There are also short spears that are slow first and then fast, which is simply counterintuitive.

After a moment.

Cheng Han gave a soft drink and jumped up high.

Hundreds of onlookers saw a set of superb skills that were as wonderful as they could be.

I saw Cheng Han volleyed 15 meters away, and stepped on a short spear that flew the slowest with his right boot.

"boom!"

A muffled sound.

Cheng Han took advantage of this and jumped up next time.

The short spear seemed to contain an anti-shock force, and with the help of this force, he jumped higher and farther.

This is exactly what is hidden in the strength.

Not only that.

The short spear was still stuck to the boots, and was gently thrown up again, and inserted back into the back slot of the armor with a "click".

This is the technique of the first type of Jiuyuan combat technique - Stealing Horses and Hiding Energy.

The two attendants standing on the platform suddenly opened their mouths.

The two had seen many new performers, but this was the first time they had seen such skills.

Next.

Cheng Han jumped five times in a row, stepping on a short spear each time.

This is indeed a very incredible thing.

Because the short spear is shot first, and then the talent jumps out.

Anyone can see that in order to form a series of perfect relay jumps, powerful computing power and extremely precise control are required.

If there is a small mistake in any one, the performance will fail, and people will fall into the blue lake.

"boom!"

With the last muffled sound.

Cheng Han just crossed the 300-meter-wide lake, fell quickly, turned a few somersaults in the air, and stepped firmly on the ground.

Subsequently.

The sixth short spear fell from the sky.

Cheng Han remained motionless.

After half breath.

"Crack!"

The short spear fell into the armor slot.

This is obviously a fancy show off.

It also satisfies the requirements perfectly - when people pass, armor and weapons have to pass too.

Inside the castle on the other side.

The scene was quiet for a moment.

This set of astonishing techniques left everyone speechless.

"Crack! Crack!"

Gong Zhenghuan slapped his hands vigorously, and praised without hesitation: "Today is really an eye-opener! It's so exciting!"

The subtext in it is not difficult to hear - I am the leader of the army, and I also find this set of skills difficult.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

Applause broke out.

Even the military leader applauded, who dare not applaud?
There were applause.

"Great!"

"It lives up to its reputation!"

At this moment.

Even those who are not interested in geniuses have to admit that this is a genius-level performance.

deny?
Then you go try it!
(End of this chapter)