The strongest contractor

Chapter 36 The CF Crossfire Mall Officially Opens

"Sorry, instructor, I didn't play well."

He Chenguang, who made a serious mistake, did not show any loss or regret in his expression, his calmness was incomprehensible, and he even had time to look at Xing Xiaolong, who was inexplicably responsible, and smiled to express his apology.

After that, he looked ahead indifferently, without any words or actions.

It seems that he has already accepted all this.

He Chenguang didn't take it seriously, but the recruit team exploded. He couldn't believe that the number one sharpshooter of the recruit company, in the most important assessment, not only failed to hit the full circle of normal operation, but even shot a single shot. Missed.

Even if it is acceptable to hit seven and eight rings, it is really unbelievable to miss the target.

However, even though He Chenguang's performance was very abnormal, the assessment is just an assessment, everyone has only one chance, and all the strength depends on the bullet holes in the target, and it is impossible to give He Chenguang another chance to retake the exam.

No matter how regretful Gong Jian and Lao Hei feel, they can only conclude that the young people are impetuous and not performing properly.

"How many rings are Wang Yanbing and Xing Xiaolong?"

The number one sharpshooter Miaozi stumbled, and it was very little to enter the fourth sharpshooter company. Gong Jian could only pin his last hope on the remaining two good soldiers Miaozi.

"Let me see."

Lao Hei called the registrar to come over, looked at the report card of class one, and finally showed a little smile, and said: "Xing Xiaolong's 99th ring, Wang Yanbing's 98th ring, even this Li Erniu is not bad, he played at a super level. 92 rings."

"Whoo~"

Gong Jian heaved a sigh of relief, and said with a wry smile: "Finally, there are still two that perform normally, otherwise... this year's quota for the fourth company of sharpshooters is not enough."

Hearing Gong Jian's words and the results that Lao Hei just said, Xing Xiaolong heaved a sigh of relief.

No.1 is stable!
But Wang Yanbing, who should have been happy, frowned at this time, not showing any happiness at all, and looked at He Chenguang thoughtfully.

Until the end of the assessment, still not relieved.

After Lao Hei announced the results of the assessment, Xing Xiaolong looked at the screen that popped up in front of him, and the smile on his face was replaced by unspeakable melancholy.

……

The completion of the live ammunition shooting test meant that the three-month recruit training was finally over, and the recruits who came back from the shooting range breathed a sigh of relief.

Instead, they began to look forward to which company they would be assigned to.

After eating the big meal to congratulate the recruits on the end of their training, Xing Xiaolong walked alone in the camp where he was about to leave. It was already roughly guessed that he would be assigned to the fourth company of sharpshooters.

But he is not happy!

Looking back over the past few months, with Wang Yanbing, Li Erniu, and He Chenguang, from the beginning of fighting, quarreling, and rivalry, to becoming brothers who help each other in the end, I really feel very sad.

The Four Musketeers have been together for so long, and the relationship between them is already very deep, so it is inevitable to be sad to part.

Not to mention...

This farewell may be forever!

But Xing Xiaolong has no choice, after all, he is just a passer-by in this world, and the other world is his home, where only his relatives and friends can be found.

Originally, Xing Xiaolong wanted to ask He Chenguang why he missed the target before leaving, to find out that Wang Yanbing won the second place in the whole company, but he turned into a sad face, and then chatted with Tiehanhan and Li Erniu.

But the special training mission ended suddenly, and Xing Xiaolong had to give up.

"Let's go quietly alone, huh—"

Xing Xiaolong took a long breath, letting go of the depression and reluctance in his heart, standing on the slope behind the camp, recalling that because of Wang Yanbing's true feelings, the four of them were infected by the atmosphere and finally became the Four Musketeers, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitched.

This is friendship, one or two in life is enough, and it will be a good memory when you think about it later.

With this beautiful memory in mind, Xing Xiaolong gently rubbed the gold ring on his index finger with his left thumb, activating the cf mall inside the gold ring.

[Congratulations to the player Red Star Street Sniper, successfully completed the special training mission, obtained the authorization to open the mall, and will automatically load the link when returning to the main world, countdown to leave: 12543...12542...]

[Leave early, please click OK! 】

There is no No. [-] backpack on the translucent screen, nor is there the most conspicuous task panel. Instead, there are two new small text boxes.

One also had a string of numbers that looked like a countdown stopwatch.

The introduction of Chinese characters on the panel is clearly written, and Xing Xiaolong has already studied it in detail, and he clicked on the "OK" button on the early departure panel.

shuh~
The world is spinning and everything is changing!
All the sights of the camp disappeared before his eyes and were replaced by a streamlined world that was as fast as lightning. Xing Xiaolong felt dizzy after just one glance.

It was so uncomfortable that I couldn't bear it at all, so I held my head and closed my eyes to feel better.

When the intense discomfort in his mind disappeared, Xing Xiaolong shook his painful head and opened his eyes.

The world that was familiar and became strange again has returned.

Although Xing Xiaolong has been away for more than three months, everything in the wreckage of the cabin seems to have not changed.

The ferocious big wolf head close at hand, the nearly dismantled airliner seats, the still raindrops in the air, the dark rainy night illuminated by lightning, the pungent smell of blood and rancidity, the tingling pain on the body...

Xing Xiaolong can clearly feel and see all of this.

Why is there such a big break in the timelines of the two worlds.After leaving the main world for more than three months, why is it still the same as before? What kind of secret is there?

CF Mall doesn't have any text introduction, and there is no talking intelligent system management to tell Xing Xiaolong what happened.

There is no way of knowing the answer.

However, seeing the still world in front of him, Xing Xiaolong immediately thought of the "missing plane incident" he had seen in the mystery of the world.

It happened in the late 40s that a British passenger plane carrying 48 crew members took off from London Airport to the United States, but suddenly lost contact while passing through Bermuda.

The captain of the plane sent an intermittent distress call before disappearing, and has not been heard from since.

40 years later, the disappearing airliner was discovered by some adventurers in no man's land. Although the people inside were missing, the plane was well preserved, not like a remnant that had been used for half a century.

Books, newspapers, clothes and other items scattered on the floor are still brand new.

The weirdest thing is that there is still unfinished distilled water in the water glass, which is very clear without even dust. It is not like 40 years ago, but more like someone just poured it into the glass to drink.

Although this matter cannot be explained by science, no one can come up with a specific theory now.

But Xing Xiaolong compared it with himself, and the situation of the two is almost exactly the same, indicating that this world must have some space-time gaps, or dimensional time-space.

The flow of time inside is completely different from the space we live in.

It may be tens of times, hundreds of times, or even tens of thousands of times faster, or it may be tens of thousands of times slower. Once you enter the world with fast time, it is equivalent to the world with slow time falling into a standstill.

(End of this chapter)