Wu Jin said blankly: "What a lively..."

Wei Shi narrowed his eyes and turned around and opened the side door of the training room with a "bang".

Wei Shi walked in front, casually wearing pure white gloves while walking. Wu Jin followed behind, with amber pupils wide open, obviously he hadn't reacted for a while.

The dark corridor extends downwards, and you can even choke in the flying dust when you breathe. On one side of the corridor is a warehouse full of metal shelves.

Wei Shi turned and opened the door. Wu Jin quickly followed. Because his legs were not as long as the person, he had to trot a few steps from time to time. His curly hair swayed, and it looked like he was jumping around.

The next moment, the warehouse ceiling light was turned on.

Wu Jin took a breath, and then coughed repeatedly by the dust.

This is a real armory.

It is about 4 meters high, and it is impossible to see at first sight. The shelves are filled with guns, ammunition, and even small neutron weapons, and laser cannons are held in hand. Each weapon is labeled, with production numbers, ballistic test results, school gunman ID, and service time.

Wu Jin's eyes suddenly shone, and his eyes were leaping between the shelves, so he could hardly move.

Individual weapons, combat weapons carried by teams, strong mobility, equipped with light armor—

Almost every straight man dreams of underground private warehouse!

Wei Shi turned around and signaled the stupid rabbit spirit to follow.

Wu Jin quickly moved his legs and noticed that there were three big words "for training" on one side of the warehouse, with a silver mask logo engraved below.

Wu Jin quickly raised his head and looked at the boss with a respectful look on his face.

This place is obviously owned by Wei Shi.

The two went deeper, and the man finally stopped in front of an ordnance shelf, reached out to remove a gun, and threw it to Wu Jin.

Wu Jin quickly caught it happily.

"Smith Wieson, XVR460, one of the fastest revolvers with a muzzle kinetic energy of 3254 joules." Wei Shi's expressionless face: "Living and cute."

Wu Jin grew up in confusion: "..."

Wei Shi led Wu Jin to the next shelf, the military cloak rolled like thunder clouds, and when he squinted his eyes and held the gun, he exposed his straight shoulders and arms. He didn't know what the texture of the white gloves were, and he kept the color unchanged when searching in the dusty shelf, and looked abstinent and arrogant in the dim light.

"BMQ dagger anesthesia gun, high pressure pushing the back of the bullet, the anesthetic dose is 0.005g. The target was hit without physical load, and it continued to sleep for about two hours." Wei Shi handed the dagger to Wu Jin: "Gentle and intellectual."

Wu Jin: "..." Wait! He seemed to think about it, what did he think about it...

The two stopped in front of the last shelf. Wei Shi raised his eyebrows and finally pulled out a slender spear body that Wu Jin could not call out and handed it over.

"Alpha17 single-soldier neutron radiation gun, filled with subcritical mass plutonium-239, is not used in actual combat. The operator is backfired by permanent radioactive damage and cannot be controlled by humans. It is one of the most failed research and development weapons in the 22nd century."

Wei Shi added: "——I like to act coquettishly."

Wu Jin, who was studying the barrel, was stunned and his gun body fell with a plop.

Wei Shi leaned against the shelf, looked down at the rabbit sperm, and slowly spoke: "Do you still like it?"

Wu Jin quickly picked up Alpha17 and held it in his hand like a hot radish, unconsciously catering: "No...I don't like it..."

Wei Shi nodded, pulled the hot radish out of the rabbit's arms, and threw it back to the shelf.

Wu Jin finally realized: "Brother is talking about group variety interviews? I was memorizing lines at that time...I actually..."

Wei Shi looked at him from a high point.

Wu Jin slipped onto the cold wall, like a flat rabbit cake, and it didn't slip softly until Wei Shi looked away.

The man brought the warehouse door backhand and walked towards the training room again.

Wu Jin had a revolver in one hand and anesthesia gun in the other. He vaguely felt something was wrong and could not tell.

He held up the gun: "Brother, where are these?"

Wei Shi said: "If you like it, keep it."

When he turned around, the rabbit's pocket was bulging and stuffed with two guns, as if it was filled with candy.

Compared to the first time I hide my gun, I can be said to be familiar with it.

When the two returned to the training room again, at Wu Jin's strong request, the cartoon grass plus metal slime was replaced with a insect beast background again.

There is only one afternoon training subject.

Tactical dodge.

Wu Jin changed into the practice device and walked out of the locker room, Wei Shi had already adjusted the training difficulty for him.

The surrounding insects and beasts have green eyes. Following the dungeon commands, they will attack the target, crush, strangle and other attack methods. There are also simulated ballistics in the virtual scene, and points will be deducted based on the number of times stray bullets hit the practitioner.

"There are six basic sets of tactical dodges." Wei Shi said: "The harder than melee dodges is to dodge bullets. The fastest reaction time of humans is 0.11 seconds to 0.13 seconds, and the lowest bullet rate is 200m per second."

Wu Jin silently estimated, quickly modeling speed, time and distance in his mind, and raised his head: "If someone shoots within 20 meters, will it be impossible?"

Wei Shimoran: "Divid people. Give you a gun, who can you hit within 20 meters?"

Wu Jin puffed up his cheeks: "..." It's okay to beat the little butterfly!

Within 20 meters, it is almost considered a hand-to-hand combat, and it is also one of Wu Jin's most vulnerable projects.

Press the button when the guard is in time, and the virtual projection sounds to turn on.

The six sets of tactical actions are similar to those taught by Closson Show, with slight adjustments in details.

"Repeat the exercises to form muscle memory." Wei Shi ordered: "Do it again."

Wu Jin nodded, jumped up happily, and took out the enthusiasm and study hard as if he was dancing.

In the training room, the young man was sweating vigorously, youthful and energetic - then he blinked his eyes at the boss with his warm little curly hair.

Wei Shi pondered slightly: "Have you done radio exercises before?"

Wu Jin nodded subconsciously.

Wei Shi tskated and stepped forward to adjust his movements. The boy's flexible skin was filled with a faint water light, and after exercise, it emitted a soft, small animal aura.

The hands covered with calluses were slapped on his shoulders and arms, and the soft Wu Jin was immediately pinched out like plasticine.

In the mirror, the radio operator finally had a fierce aura.

Wei Shi stopped and suddenly spoke: "Why is blushing?"

Wu Jinyidao: "Maybe it's because of the heat and heat..."

Wei Shi: "Okay. Practice practically."

Wu Jin finally breathed a sigh of relief, and accidentally looked at the mirror and was on the spot.

There seems to be something wrong.

He is still wearing a mask...

The virtual combat environment started, and Wu Jin was forced to get involved in the battle before he could think.

The first thing to be affected were two or three low-level insects and beasts. After entering the field of vision, they quickly passed through the center of the brain - Wu Jin picked out two tactics between lightning and fire to avoid them, stumbled together, and barely rubbed them with the jagged front limbs of the insects and beasts.

Next is the second group.

The four insect beasts rushed forward at the same time, and Wu Jin turned around and retreated. As the memory quickly moved, his pupils narrowed slightly, emitting a clear and cold light.

The third group.

The fourth group.

When the offensive alarm sounded for the seventh time, Wu Jin's forehead under the mask was soaked with sweat, and his curly hair was wet and raised, and his dodging was obviously slower than before.

Heart rate detection on the training room projection climbed rapidly - 170 times per minute.

Wei Shi looked at the heart rate chart: "Continue."

During the fierce battle, Wu Jin suddenly caught a sound other than the insects and beasts. He first paused slightly, and then quickly rolled in the eighth wave of attacks.

However, compared with just now, physical fitness that is on the verge of cordon and psychological pressure under high-intensity training all interfere with the operation of thinking at this time.

In the middle of the field, Wu Jin staggered like a rabbit ball kicked in the grass, and there was no trace of tactical avoidance at all.

The ninth group of insect beasts is being released at this time—

Wei Shi suddenly spoke: "B6 action, connect to C3."

The rabbit ball rolling on the ground was happy and did not hesitate. While getting up from the lawn, the strange beast that rushed to the front was kicked away by Wu Jin.

Group 10.

Wei Shi: "A1 action."

With Wei Shi's assistance, Wu Jin was much more relaxed.

However, when the eleventh group appeared, the man did not speak for a long time. Wu Jin was stunned and looked back subconsciously. He saw Wei Shi standing on a high place with his arms in his arms, his expression cold and unlucky-

Three half-man-tall silver adults rushed over, and Wu Jin had almost no time to think. His right shoulder was slightly sinking, and his center of gravity fell backwards into the bunker.

The body responds faster than the mind.

The amber pupils suddenly lit up.

Muscle memory.
To be continued...