Necromancer: Becoming a God from a Lord

"Don't shake your hands holding the gun!"

"The butt stock must be firmly against your shoulders, otherwise the impact of the magic bullet will cause you to lose your shooting accuracy!"

"The bullet change speed is too slow. When you load the magazine, the enemy will rush to the face and chop off your head!"

"Don't look around, look at the sight, muzzle, shooting targets, three points and one line!"

In the camp at the Fortress, Wayne, who had just finished his vacation, was harshly urging the recruits to complete the daily training for the first frontline garage.

Benny, who had just joined the army for less than three months, was also one of them. He was originally an ordinary porter at the dock of the Marina Town in the remote suburbs of Jinhui City. Since the outbreak of the plague, he was surrounded by a large number of civilians who fled to the north. Finally, Fortunately, he reached the vicinity of Jackdaw Town and received treatment and shelter from the lord.

Compared with the hometown of Baiyu Town, the pioneering leadership cannot satisfy Benny in other aspects except for the colder climate. At least there is no need to worry about being hungry if you don’t have to work, and you will be full and hungry at any time. All day.

The only pity is that he is not a material for learning knowledge. After three months of literacy education, Benny tried his best to get the requisition exam four times before he could barely pass the exam. He suspected that the last time he passed the test was entirely due to the teacher's treatment of him. mercy.

The reality is so cruel. With the just-passed cultural level, I naturally couldn't get a job contract with good salary and benefits. With the mentality of not starving to death with hands and feet, Benny still actively recruited to join the newly formed garrison regiment. ——The salary of the agricultural soldiers is actually not as high as that of regular soldiers, but the advantage is that they are all food and accommodation, and the food and treatment is said to be very good.

In Benny's own words, this is much more promising than carrying a big bag on the dock for a lifetime.

Unexpectedly, not long after he joined the garrison corps and completed the training for recruits, he was inexplicably picked by the two battalion commanders of the Northern Army during a commander's surprise inspection, and was directly transferred to the Northern Army without saying a word.

"Tsk tsk tsk! Long hands and feet, strong figure... It's really a waste to stay in the garrison army to farm!"

Benny still remembers that when he was caught at first sight, the fierce and vicious chiefs looked and looked like choosing to raise cattle and horses.

Then he was pulled directly to the outpost fortress in the Ice Field Valley and became a regular army recruit.

According to the custom of the Northern Army, whenever a new recruit completes the enlistment training, he will be directly pulled to the front line of fighting with the evil orcs, and at the same time, some veterans are arranged to serve as the instructors of the new recruits, and Benny is unfortunately assigned to the In Battalion Commander Wayne's direct squad, he received more cruel and rigorous training than other recruits.

"Benny! What are you making a fuss?" After a little distracted, Benny was immediately caught. "Squat shooting action, repeat it for me fifty times!"

The recruit teammates standing behind him immediately gritted their teeth and said, "Benny, doggy, we are trying to practice more!"

Wayne quickly walked to Benny's team and stopped, and said with a cold face: "Don't whisper to me, and you... change the bullet movement quickly and repeat it fifty times!"

A young recruit finally couldn't help but mutter, "Sir, the weather is so cold that my fingers are so stiff that they are out of control... When will I practice?"

Wayne grinned, "You can complete a quick change of bullets in five seconds with your eyes closed."

There were immediately sounds of gasping in the team.

Native

Finally, the training ended. The veterans could move their hands and feet freely and chatted around from time to time. Benny, the new recruits, also needed to sit cross-legged on the open ground, gritting their teeth and using their frozen fingers. Remove the bullets that were originally pressed into the magazine one by one.

I don’t know who suddenly muttered in a low voice, “I wonder if today’s dinner will have fried pork chops and salmon soup like yesterday…”

The people around him who heard this immediately made a swallowing sound.

Benny also swallowed secretly, showing a longing expression - when he was in his hometown, he had also been summoned by the lord and did some work as a servant in the army, but he had always served the nobles for free labor without compensation. , and you have to bring your own dry food.

But it is very different to be a soldier in the pioneering wasteland in this northern wasteland. Although the commanders and veterans are vicious all day long and occasionally get a stick for being stupid, the food is really good.

Baked wheat cakes and bacon are routinely configured, with additional food subsidies during outing training or sentry garage. Sometimes half a pound of fried pork chops or hot salmon soup. Although the military rationing system is allowed to be used by the soldiers. We eat enough, there will be no unreasonable deductions or cuts.

Another distracted moment immediately attracted the veteran waiting beside him to knock his head ruthlessly.

"Benny! Is the magazine in your hand stuck? I can't get the bullet out for a long time? My eighty-year-old grandfather is more flexible than you!" The veteran rubbed his hands, and threatened with a slight look. "Don't delay dinner time, or I'll ask the cooks who delivered the meal to cancel your extra meal tonight!"

The recruits immediately lowered their heads and quickly dismantled the bullets, and no one wanted to be targeted, resulting in the cancellation of the share of extra meals.

Suddenly, a rapid whistle suddenly sounded on the fortress observation tower.

Enemy attack?

The heavy snow has stopped for several days, and the evil orcs have not started to move back?

"Everyone has it! Enter the state of combat!" Wayne shouted loudly, "The recruits are led by their respective instructors and climb the fortress walls one by one, ready to catch the enemy at any time!"

The veteran standing beside Benny swung the magic gun on his back, and urged with a relaxed expression: "Did you hear it? Bring your guns, don't drop the magazines and bullets, as tight as usual. Follow me, our combat position is on the northwest wall, let's go!"

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

...

After arriving at the predetermined combat position as ordered by the commander, the veterans completed the last weapon inspection before the battle with ease, then placed the gun on the marble and ordered the recruits who were following behind the butt to press the bullets into the magazine again.

It was Benny's first time experiencing this kind of situation, and he couldn't help but feel a little nervous, but he looked up and saw the relaxed expressions of the veteran instructors, and his surging fear was quickly soothed.

If I could also hold a magic gun and stand on the wall and give those hateful, savage, cruel aliens a few shots...

A dark shadow appeared faintly in the dense forest on the other side, and there seemed to be several extremely large targets mixed in.

"Hmph, I'll save a few more stitched corpse puppets to give them to us for free..." The veteran put the gun under his armpit and reached out to take out a cigarette from his military uniform's pocket. He just squinted his eyes as soon as he lit it. .

"Wait! That's not a corpse puppet! What is that?"

The huge black shadow was obviously several times faster than the corpse puppet. It quickly rushed out of the dense forest and rushed into the frozen ice field river. The thick ice surface of the river seemed to be unable to bear its weight and directly cracked. The terrifying monster sank into the river with a buzz.

Battalion Commander Wayne was obviously more knowledgeable, frowned and shouted in a deep voice: "Is it a demon riding monster of the demon clan! Or a guy who is several numbers bigger than an ordinary demon riding monster, it should be a wild demon that has not been tamed. "" ""

While escorting Egno and Chris to explore the depths of the ice field, he had accidentally encountered these terrifying monsters. He needed more than a dozen blood warriors to cooperate with the continuous shooting of magic guns to barely rush to rush He was shot dead.

If you are not careful, the magic attack that this guy spits out will cause terrible casualties to ordinary soldiers.

But why do they appear here?