Chapter 9 Virtual Training System

"Not possible." Angel looked down at Zhao Ziyang with a sense of superiority and said to him, "The difficulty level of the system has only this one standard, and do not think that the enemies appearing each time will be stationed at the same locations as before."

Bang! The dull sound of a sniper rifle echoed. Zhao Ziyang, who was hiding behind a wooden crate, suddenly saw a skull with a red cross appear before him. Following that, the indicator lights on his sensory suit began to flash vigorously, leaving him utterly bewildered

Bang! Bang! Bang!

A series of data rang in Angel's ears, leaving her with a stunned expression on her cold cheeks: the data was nearly perfect, the pulse frequency indicated that the special forces soldier remained extremely calm during combat, and the shooting speed along with individual tactical movements were enough to make the vast majority of professional special forces soldiers envious. However, none of this was the most important; the most crucial question was why his alpha brainwaves were unusually active. Alpha brainwaves are one of the four types of brainwaves in the human brain, and their presence signifies a flourishing creativity. However, none of this was the most important; the most crucial question was why his alpha brainwaves were unusually active. Alpha brainwaves are one of the four types of brainwaves in the human brain, and their presence signifies a flourishing creativity

Your task is to move from point A to the northeast corner at point B to place the explosives and successfully complete the detonation. Angel clearly indicated the task that Zhao Ziyang was to undertake, took a step back, and signaled to Zhao Ziyang that he could begin

At this moment, he resembled a roaring war chariot, arrogant and domineering, with nothing but a frenzied assault

Quickly putting on the equipment, Zhao Ziyang carefully felt it and nodded to himself: the weight and texture of this equipment are almost identical to that of real gear, even the balance of the rifle is perfectly accurate; such technology may not even have been achieved by the United States

It seems that he has become addicted to being targeted by enemies; each time he begins, he does not even attempt to hide, charging forward with rapid fire while in motion, waiting for the sniper to take him down, as if he has gone mad. Strangely, as he crazily rushes forward, he nearly runs the entire terrain to the explosion point, even though he suffers a headshot from the sniper every time.

The colorful wooden boxes diminished Zhao Ziyang's judgment to the lowest point, as the virtual enemies were predominantly snipers, typically clad in camouflage that blended almost seamlessly with the environment, delivering lethal strikes from various hard-to-detect blind spots.

Upon reaching point B, Zhao Ziyang revealed a smile: Success!

No one can obstruct his steps; the snipers who were once able to take him down time and again have now become mere paper tigers, easily defeated before Zhao Ziyang

With a wave of his hand, Zhao Ziyang eliminated the last enemy, then slowly turned around the entire terrain while carrying his gun, before heading towards Bomb Site B where the bomb was planted

The terrain of the New Year Square begins to expand, ultimately forming a three-dimensional pseudo-real space, enveloping Zhao Ziyang and Angel at the entrance.

Alpha brainwave activity is abnormally high, with a pulse rate ranging from 50 to 60 beats per minute, a combat posture angle of less than 25 degrees, an average shooting speed of 0.2 seconds, and an average individual tactical movement time of 0.47 seconds

Zhao Ziyang, who had just returned to the entrance, squinted his eyes, brandishing his gun as he charged directly into the terrain, unleashing rapid fire in motion. At that moment, he experienced a very peculiar sensation, with every cell in his body unusually active, to the extent that he could even sense the location of danger within this system

"No." Angel paused, turned her body, and revealed a charming smile to Zhao Ziyang, gently saying, "Your gift is in Pakistan."

Angel shook her head and, with a rare smile directed at Zhao Ziyang, said: "Begin"

With the impact of the projectile, the wooden crate shattered, and the sniper hidden behind the crate was instantly knocked to the ground by the penetrating force of the bullet

Bang

At this moment, Zhao Ziyang, who had entered the combat zone, had become alert. He did not regard this as a game, but rather as a real battlefield. The mixed scent of gun oil and gunpowder wafting through his nostrils, combined with the realistic environment, was enough to command his serious attention

At the moment the sniper fell to the ground, two riflemen rushed out and opened fire on Zhao Ziyang, who had no cover.

Bang! Bang!

... ...

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

Bang

Bang

The sound of gunfire erupted with a series of "da da da..." as bullets whizzed by, aiming to turn Zhao Ziyang into a honeycomb in an instant

Zhao Ziyang held a rifle in his hand, and faced with the sniper's shots, he appeared somewhat powerless, being killed by the opponent time and again

Despite knowing that the buildings and obstacles before him are virtual, Zhao Ziyang felt a sense of reality, as everything was so lifelike that he couldn't help but reach out to touch it

The sixth sense, Zhao Ziyang knew this was his own sixth sense, yet he had never experienced such clarity in his sixth sense, so clear that it instilled in him an impulse to fight with his eyes closed

The virtual battlefield is merely a virtual battlefield, and Zhao Ziyang did not regard this place as a real battlefield, despite its similarities. His objective was to complete the virtual demolition task in the virtual battlefield, seeking the simplest method amidst the opponent's rigidity.

Glancing down at the rampaging Zhao Ziyang, Angel silently descended from mid-air, contemplating as she watched Zhao Ziyang continue to be targeted.

Data. Angel requested a series of data from Zhao Ziyang through the radio.

However, his current performance is akin to that of a madman, recklessly charging about. Could this be the tactic he has devised?

An unexpected action occurred with Zhao Ziyang; before the opponent fired, his body tilted diagonally to the right, leading the opponent's bullets to shoot towards his right side

However, it no longer matters to him, as he was the one who kissed Angel that day. He only wants to say that it was not intentional, but Angel has never accepted his apology and always finds ways to take him down during training.

The sound of the gunstock and a crisp noise echoed, Zhao Ziyang's body was violently lifted, and a streak of fresh blood was drawn into a beautiful red line in the air before crashing to the ground

At this moment, Zhao Ziyang lunged forward like lightning, rolling on the ground to evade the sniper's shot from another light yellow wooden box, drawing the pistol from his thigh and firing back

Zhao Ziyang calculated the time very clearly; he knew he did not have any extra time to try again. If he did not pass within twelve hours, this eternally cold, noble, and proud Angel would undoubtedly kick him out without hesitation. This girl has always been true to her word, and even the commander could do nothing about her

You are dead! A cold voice echoed from the angel above

"Dead? How could this happen?" The simulated environment around him vanished, and Zhao Ziyang stood up with his gun, looking up and questioning Angel.

The abnormal activity of alpha brainwaves demonstrates that the brains of special forces soldiers are constructing creative thinking in combat, and this creative thinking is combined with calmness

The angel, having ascended to the mid-air of the individual soldier simulation training ground, issued a series of data collection commands to the system command room through her headset, while simultaneously monitoring every action of Zhao Ziyang from a global overview perspective

With a bang, the sniper fell to the ground in response.

Bang

It is evident that Zhao Ziyang has been quite meticulous lately; during the process of selecting cover, he would absolutely not utilize wooden boxes. At most, he would use the wooden boxes to shield his body, and then swiftly move to a corner or a sloped position

Collect data on the brainwave patterns during the confrontation period, pulse frequency range; body posture response angles; the shooting angles combining the human body and firearms; discover and determine the shortest time taken to shoot; tactical movement speed and various data on physical coordination.

However, the design of these enemies is not merely superficial; it is a comprehensive setup that integrates the tactical methods of the world's most elite special forces. At that time, Angel also exerted considerable effort to barely pass this training system, and she certainly did not exhibit the same imposing ease that Zhao Ziyang displays now

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

Bang! Crash...

Angel, who had knocked Zhao Ziyang to the ground with a rifle butt, let out a heavy sigh, turned around while shouldering the gun, and muttered to herself: "I feel good!"

At the moment the enemy pulled the trigger, his body, which was about to be pressed against the ground, unexpectedly withdrew in a manner that completely defied the principles of mechanics. After standing upright, he fell to his left side. In the instant he hit the ground, his body curled up into a ball and completed a roll with lightning speed. What left Angel in a daze was that Zhao Ziyang, while curling his body and rolling against the ground, simultaneously fired at the two enemies.

Bang! The sniper at the three o'clock position has been taken out

"I came in when you took out the eighth person, and I was hiding in the places you passed by, so you didn't notice me?" With a sniper rifle slung over her shoulder and a cold expression, Angel confidently waved at Zhao Ziyang and said, "Do you have anything else you want to say?"

Two enemies fell to the ground with a thud, their heads bursting with blood as they collapsed.

Zhao Ziyang moved swiftly, pulling the trigger towards a target that had poked its head out, the figure of the opponent collapsing, indicating a headshot. After completing the shot, he immediately rolled along the ground to evade the gunfire from two enemies that surged out, and took advantage of a wooden crate to fire two more single shots.

That leaf, the leaf under the escort of a top-secret mission

This statement left Angel speechless, as she found herself unable to refute Zhao Ziyang's words. If it is a cover, how could one not consider whether the cover serves the purpose of preventing projectile penetration? An empty wooden box is clearly insufficient; at most, it can only create an obstacle to the opponent's line of sight. A barrage of gunfire would leave it completely shattered.

This is a simulation of a real battlefield transformed from the I-Port technology that Seth infiltrated the Pentagon to steal. Angel threw a set of equipment to Zhao Ziyang and continued, HMD helmet, motion-sensing combat suit, infrared port simulation rifle, you can go in now

Zhao Ziyang widened his eyes and stared at Angel. He realized that he had truly overlooked Angel. After making a final round of the venue, he felt a sense of danger, yet ultimately failed to locate Angel. This little girl was too cunning; who knows where she is hiding?

Words such as idiot, fool, and stupid continuously spilled from Angel's mouth, leaving Zhao Ziyang feeling somewhat unable to lift his head. Meanwhile, Angel's eyes contained a glimmer of joy, as if she were particularly enjoying herself

With a sound of "ka", Zhao Ziyang purely pulled the trigger, feeling the authentic sound emitted by this simulated gun in his hand. He took a deep breath, carefully held the gun, and stepped into the combat area with tactical strides.

This system is incredibly realistic; not only can the blood splatter in the air when a projectile penetrates the opponent's head, but the sounds of their footsteps are also indistinguishable from reality. Since all of these elements are identical to the real thing, all tactical maneuvers can be employed, including those involving the nostrils and ears

The sound of sniper rifles rang out one after another, and before Zhao Ziyang's eyes flashed one skull after another, indicating that he had been shot down by the enemy time and again

After speaking, Angel strode away into the simulated terrain, leaving Zhao Ziyang in a state of daze.

"Yes, Instructor!" Zhao Ziyang inadvertently provoked Angel again

Bang ... ...

"Can that sniper tone it down a bit?" Zhao Ziyang appeared very helpless as he looked up at Angel.

Bang! The sound of an explosion erupted from Zhao Ziyang's mouth as he looked at Angel in front of him, pointed at the explosives, and smiled, saying: "The explosives have detonated, and you have been blown to pieces. Does that count as passing?"

A muffled sound of "bang" echoed, and Zhao Ziyang, who had just finished setting up the explosives, clearly saw a skull appear before him. The red warning light on his sensory suit lit up: he had been targeted for assassination

The cover you are using is a wooden box; I believe any sniper rifle equipped with armor-piercing rounds could penetrate the wooden box and pierce through your body. A flicker of anger flashed across Angel's cold face

Bang! The sniper at 10 o'clock was taken out with a single shot

Continue! Angel uttered two words, her gaze towards Zhao Ziyang growing increasingly cold.

In this cycle of repeated deaths, nearly ten hours have passed

The battlefield once again enveloped Zhao Ziyang, continuing the simulation task

With three precise shots, he eliminated three enemies, and then Zhao Ziyang continued to run forward without pausing, shooting at a large red wooden box without even looking.

Zhao Ziyang, having eliminated two enemies, did not pause for a moment and continued to charge forward. All the cover around him appeared to be non-existent in his eyes, or rather, he had no intention of utilizing any cover at all. He relied entirely on his tactical feints that were nearly impossible to lock onto, seamlessly integrating with the dazzling movements as he rapidly shot towards Point B.

She has never encountered such a foolish person, who does not even know this basic common sense. If this were a real battlefield, that damned fellow would have already met his demise

Accompanied by the virtual scene created by the first impact of the warhead, two enemies fell to the ground in response, all with their brains pierced by Zhao Ziyang

Bang

I... Zhao Ziyang looked at the rifle in his hand and requested Angel, "Could you give me a Type 95 assault rifle? I am accustomed to using that; otherwise, it will be very difficult for me to confront so many snipers head-on"

Bang! Bang! Bang! All enemies ahead that could pose a threat to him have been eliminated

Watching Zhao Ziyang, who was obsessively continuing to throw himself at the gun muzzle, Angel displayed a look of disdain, filled with disappointment at his performance. However, the disappointment was minimal; more so, she felt joy. As long as she waited for another two hours, she would be able to kick this annoying guy out.

He suddenly realized how beautiful Angel was, as the blossoming of her smile instantly melted the ice and snow of the entire world... That touch of charm...

Zhao Ziyang, lying on the ground, struggled to sit up, covering his nearly smashed chin, and shouted loudly at Angel: "Is this your gift?"

She did not understand why Zhao Ziyang's alpha brainwaves exhibited extreme activity, as she was unaware that for the previous eleven hours, Zhao Ziyang had been making adjustments and adaptations, with his brain operating at high speed to assess the speed of these virtual enemies and the various tactics employed. He was devising a strategy to eliminate the enemies one by one in this created environment.

Zhao Ziyang, having eliminated three enemies, swiftly darted towards a wooden crate positioned diagonally above, changing his cover, and quietly lay in wait, listening intently.

Almost an hour had passed when Angel noticed that the obsession on Zhao Ziyang's face had vanished, replaced instead by a powerful confidence. Especially his sunny smile made Angel immediately realize that Zhao Ziyang's true battle within the system had begun.

"Unfair!" Zhao Ziyang threw away the dynamite in his hand and shouted loudly at Angel, "This is a virtual battlefield, how can you come in here?"

She glanced down at the C4 explosives on the ground without saying a word. Angel took the sniper rifle off her shoulder and slowly walked up to Zhao Ziyang, gazing into his smiling face with her sapphire-like, brilliantly pure eyes. Then, she moved her hands, which were gripping the sniper rifle, in an arc that passed by Zhao Ziyang's chin.

Holding the gun and advancing cautiously with tactical steps, he knew that behind the colorful obstacles ahead, there could be a sniper lurking at any moment

In astonishment, Zhao Ziyang turned to the direction from which the gunfire had come and saw Angel approaching him, carrying a PM sniper rifle.

Is there really nothing inside the wooden box? Zhao Ziyang retorted to Angel: I think there must be something in this wooden box, such as books or miscellaneous items. Is there really an idiot who would push out an empty box to use as a cover? How can one not even know this basic common sense?