Miss Witch doesn't want to be a diva

The roar of the engine resounded in my ears, the transport plane broke through the clouds and gradually approached the ground, and then the doors opened one by one, and the people in the belly of the plane jumped out one by one, like small dots sinking into the world below.

Walking to the door, Tilan held the door frame with one hand, looking at the green valley below, with the sound of the rushing wind in her ears. She stepped on the anti-skid plate in her black leather shoes, and then jumped down with her legs slightly bent.

The violent airflow blew up her two long hair, which swayed and danced rapidly in the air. As the altitude decreased, the fog from the mountains came towards her, bringing a cool breeze.

As she got closer and closer to the ground, a faint white light appeared on her body, and her speed slowly decreased, until finally her toes lightly touched the ground, and the hem of her skirt slowly fell down with the airflow.

At this moment, where she stood, there were towering trees all around, and the open space in the forest was also covered with fallen leaves and undulating and rugged tree roots.

Soon, several familiar figures landed not far from her. Some were on the trees, some fell directly into the ground, and some jumped several times in the air and finally landed easily on the ground.

About five minutes later, twenty people gathered around Tilan.

…

Two hours ago, the singers who participated in the confrontation assessment stood in front of the school's helipad. Arnansha stepped onto the platform and announced the location and rules of this confrontation.

"Each of you can bring a team of 50 people to participate in the confrontation. After that, you will be picked up by a dedicated transport plane, and then the transport plane will fly over the location along the illustrated trajectory." She pressed one hand on the interface of the virtual projection screen, which showed a place where mountains converged. Several peaks divided the entire map into several areas, and between the peaks there were valleys, plains, forests, hills and other terrains.

"There are more than 50 strongholds hidden in this area, some large and some small, with various stored supplies inside. Once discovered, they can be used by you. In addition, occupying these strongholds can also earn points every day, which can be used to exchange for some necessities."

"During the entire battle, the singers are not allowed to take action personally, but they can use relevant abilities to grant protection to teammates. Once the singers of their own team are in close contact with the opponent's members, they will be declared defeated and eliminated."

"The entire competition lasts for two weeks. If there are still singers who have not been eliminated in the end, the winner will be determined by the points of both parties."

"In addition, there are various neutral forces in this area. If you can meet their needs, they will also be used by you."

"Now you all start boarding."

...

After recalling the rules described by Arnansha, Tilan looked at the ring on her wrist. This ring can detect her health data and action data. If she uses speed and combat power beyond the limit, a warning will be issued. This is to limit the strength of the singers themselves and let them use more thinking and singer-related abilities to solve problems.

"At present, all personnel have reported their positions, and the remaining thirty people are also rushing here." Bennett pressed the handle of the knife with one hand and came to the girl to report.

"I suggest that we can now directly let everyone search for bases according to different landing points, instead of gathering together blindly." The secretary of the club who was traveling with him suggested.

"Then let's find bases around here first, and let everyone gather nearby at night." Tilan nodded.

Then the people who were traveling with him began to allocate tasks, and divided into groups of 2-5 people according to the different positions of each person, and then started searching.

...

Half an hour later, Tilan followed the report of his companions and came to the first base found.

"It's here, under the cliff." A girl with short brown hair waved in front, and two companions stood beside her.

Following everyone into the narrow door under the cliff, Tilan felt the air gradually cooler. After passing through the dozens of meters long cave tunnel, the view in front of him suddenly opened up, and a space inside the mountain appeared in front of him.

This place is divided into three layers according to the mountain wall. Each layer has multiple empty rooms, and the open square in the center is filled with military green boxes. Judging from the outer logo, there should be various guns and bullets, as well as a small number of emergency medicines.

However, the most eye-catching thing is the small mecha standing in the middle of these boxes.

It is about ten meters high, with a black cold steel appearance that looks angular. Its head is similar to a manta ray and is triangular. It holds a laser machine gun in one hand and a small shield in the other.

[The "Devil Shark-C1" mecha, a micro mecha that began to serve 60 years ago, is specially prepared for underground warfare and breakthrough warfare. It is small and very flexible, but the body is strong and can withstand the pressure of mountain collapse. ] Medi held the personal terminal in his hand and launched the introduction of the mecha.

"To be honest, when I saw this guy for the first time, my mind was full of surprise, and the second time I felt an inexplicable fear." A member said.

"Why do you think so?"

"It's very simple. Since we can find this kind of thing here, it means that other singing girls' teams can also find the same thing. And the mecha, even the micro mecha with the lowest combat effectiveness, can dominate the battlefield, which is not something you and I can defeat."

"This almost means that in this competition, the role of personal strength will be greatly limited, and whether each team can master a large number of such weapons and obtain more supplies is the most important."

"Are you scared already?" A mature woman covered her mouth as she was about to yawn, and her bright red eyes simply swept across the audience, causing a few members who were a little shaken to feel cold.

"Stasia~" Metti came to the tall, mature girl with black and red highlights with a smile on her face.

"Okay, I won't scare them, okay?" Stasia restrained the flickering red light in her eyes.

Although both were Sequence 6, this blood-eyed Sequence 6 Stasia gave people a particularly dangerous feeling, as if she could be beheaded at any time. It was unknown how Metti subdued her. It seemed that Stasia was difficult for others to command her except for the orders of President Tilan.

"Let's start the action. Count the supplies first, and then use this place as a temporary headquarters." After obtaining Tilan's consent, Metti and several other members who focused on logistics command began to arrange tasks.

That night, Tilan slept in this safe cave base, and according to the report, the entire star cluster members had found 4 bases of different sizes.

...

At the same time, in the distant northern hilly highlands.

At night, the flames were still burning, reflecting the sky and the earth in red.

In the center of the crowd of red-clad members, a short-haired girl with a caramel-colored hair walked out slowly. She was wearing a red hooded cape. In the flickering firelight, she gathered the hood with her fingers and slowly took it off, revealing her slightly lively and superior eyes.

The girl slowly bent down and looked at the man in white exoskeleton armor who was pressed to the ground in front of her.

"Submit to me, or perish."

The man struggled violently, but the red-clad member who held him down had already controlled him. Threads of red rays penetrated into his body, interfering with the operation of his extraordinary core, making it difficult for him to exert his combat power.

"You must rescue my sister, and I will agree to join you." He said his wish.

"Your sister is in a large base 40 kilometers away, where there are high-level mechanical combat units guarding her, as well as many corresponding researchers and affiliated autonomous units. This task is too time-consuming and laborious to complete, and we don't have time to do it according to your request." The red-clad member next to him tapped the projection keyboard in front of him to show him the information.

"You clearly know what to do, why don't you agree to me?" The man yelled, trying to break free.

Half a month ago, he was told that if he wanted his terminally ill sister to receive a high-level medical assistance for free, he had to participate in this confidential exercise. If his sister was rescued from the experimental base during the exercise, the money would be directly transferred to his account.

"Because it's too inefficient." The caramel-haired girl answered, her eyes looking at the man in front of her, and the red in her eyes, like a swimming flame, slowly imprinted in the man's mind.

"I promise you that after this exercise, your sister will definitely be rescued, but now you must become my strength." She did not lie, and her words were firm.

"I..." Looking at those eyes, feeling the sincere and burning will in them, the man knelt on the ground, in pain.

He wanted to refuse, but a voice in his mind told him that he could trust the girl in front of him, and that the other party did not lie, and did not want to lie.

"I..." He clenched his fists and hit the ground, struggling in his heart.

He had signed a contract before coming here, and he was sure that as long as his sister was rescued during the exercise, he would be rescued. But the girl in front of him told him that as long as he followed her, he would also be rescued. Should he believe the girl in front of him? Can she guarantee that she would do what she promised?

Watching the man struggling on the ground, the caramel-haired girl sighed, then stretched out her palm and slowly lifted the other's cheek.

"Trust me." She tried to make her tone a little gentler, imitating the familiar figure.

"I... I, I believe you." As if to convince himself, the man finally bowed his head and agreed.

"Okay."

The girl slowly stood up and looked at the more than 20 people wearing white exoskeleton armor who were also subdued behind the man.

Seeing the man agree, these people also bowed their heads to show their submission, because in the contract, they were originally subordinates of the man, and as long as he agreed, they would follow him unanimously.

"Congratulations, President Pulin. Now we have nearly half more manpower." Half more manpower in the early stage means that we can search and find the base faster and obtain materials far more than other star clusters.

This huge advantage is the reason why Pulin took such action.

After the end, she touched the ring on her wrist, and then looked up at the night sky full of stars.

Since the bracelet did not issue a warning, it means that her method is also allowed by the rules of the game.

Sure enough, as the predecessor said, the singer does not bring all mercy and tolerance, but also the will of steel to gallop on the battlefield. It is not always gentle. If you can't win the war, blind kindness will only be a sharp blade stabbing at your side.

I don't know how you will deal with this confrontation exercise. Can you still rely on your top talent and strength to maintain your gentleness?

If not, does it mean that you are wrong after all, and you will only be bruised and battered because of this gentleness in the future.

Putting the hood back on, Pulin glanced at the man standing in front of him, then turned back, slowly left, and disappeared into the crowd of red-clothed members.

…

On the other side, in the hail of bullets, a group of people protected the chestnut-blonde girl as she walked through the jungle.

Explosions sounded from time to time, and sudden flashes of light occasionally made the sky white.

“Whoosh whoosh—”

A propeller with a strange sound descended rapidly from the sky, and then fell beside a group of people. In the broken flames, the floating autonomous combat unit was broken into parts, and the dark red metal burned the branches and leaves, causing bursts of white smoke in the humid jungle.

Feeling the fire and explosion so close, the chestnut-haired girl's face turned slightly pale. She had seen such scenes before, but when all this really happened beside her, it still gave her a strong shock.

In the sky, wandering figures kept fighting with those floating autonomous units, shuttling through the pouring bullets, and then pierced through the autonomous unit covered with thick spherical armor with a sword.

From time to time, destroyed autonomous units fell, and from time to time injured members fell from the sky and were rescued by their companions who were monitoring them nervously below.

"We're almost there! Group 1, Group 2, you guys cover from both sides, I and Group 3, Group 4 will break into the center of the stronghold and destroy their main control hub." A blond and capable woman in the air commanded, her eyes were determined, there were traces of burns on the ends of her wide hair, and there were many holes in the protective clothing she wore.

"Yes." The remaining members responded in unison, and then formed a formation again, covering each other, and launched an attack on the patrolling floating autonomous units in the sky.

At the halfway point of the stronghold in the distance, when the members of the raid approached, two automatic defense towers rose, and then the white circular gun barrels were exposed.

In an instant, a surging and dense bullet was fired, and the bright green tracer bullets mixed in it drew a straight line of fall in the air. Many members who approached were hit, and sparks and blood splashed on their bodies, and then fell to the ground.

"Damn it." The members in the back couldn't help cursing when they saw this scene, but soon they also threw themselves into the front line of the fire, constantly spiraling around, avoiding the shooting of the defense tower, and constantly approaching the center of the stronghold.

Finally, the four members arrived at the central platform. With a buzzing sound, four lightsabers emerged, and then carried the constantly burning sparks and boiling metal solution, inserted into the platform deck, and the four lightsabers rotated and cut, a hole was opened, and then they broke into it. Soon, an explosion occurred from the inside, and the floating autonomous units fighting in the sky finally shut down and slowly landed on the ground.

Ten minutes later, the chestnut-haired girl found by her companions, surrounded by the crowd, slowly climbed up to the core area of ​​the base. When her palm pressed on the main control screen, lines of subtitles passed, and then the lights in the entire base lit up.

[The ownership of the Sinai Mountain Base has changed, and now belongs to: Blanche Nadezhda]

After the end, she turned around and looked at the injured and even bloody members below, feeling a little heavy in her heart.

"Actually, you don't have to fight so hard for me."

She felt that she was a burden, unable to provide any protection and help, and let everyone fight to death to win for herself.

A young man with a bandaged head and one arm stretched out barely raised his other slightly intact arm.

"For the glory of the Northwest Star Regions." He stared at the girl on the stage, his voice carrying a hint of loneliness and tenacity.

With this first sentence, a series of voices rang out in the hall of this stronghold.

Hands were raised one after another, and stubborn voices shouted one after another.

"For the glory of the Northwest Star Regions."

"For the glory of the Northwest Star Regions."

"For the glory of the Northwest Star Regions."

...

The uniform voices continued to echo in this mountain stronghold.

"We hope you can win, and in the proposal of the Central Council, restore the economic environment of many Northwest Star Regions." Those pairs of bright eyes looked at the chestnut-haired girl on the stage, full of desire and hope.

There has never been a moment like now that makes Blanche feel the heavy mission and hope on her shoulders.