The Shame of the A World and the Light of the O World

Thomas obviously doesn't have enough time recently, and the cooking class has a lot of miscellaneous tasks. Although it is not difficult, it is very time-consuming.

When I first came to the cooking class, I only needed to do some cooking class work, and the time was enough.Times have become tense recently after Thomas started various military training.

Thomas was originally engaged in the education industry, so self-study was not difficult for him, but he had little contact with military affairs, and many things were not absorbed in theory, but could be operated in practice, not to mention, those theories something incomprehensible.

Thomas sat on the steps at the entrance of the cooking class, took a white radish and read a book introducing warships while chewing on it.

The white radish in this season is watery and sweet. Thomas Gaba Gaba took a bite of sweetness, but his head was a mess.

He has a driver's license and can fly aircraft. The battleship looks like an upgraded version of the aircraft, but from the books, it is completely different.

After reading the book for a while, Thomas decided to combine theory with practice, and went to the battleship simulation room for three test flights, all of which were crashed and killed.

Thomas was almost suspicious of life. The cooking class was cooking at this time.

The person stopped by him shouted a lot, and Thomas turned around.

"have you understood?"

Thomas shook his head: "I don't understand, you speak too fast."

"..." The man showed him a clear path, "Go to the pig farm, where people are idle."

Desperate, Thomas had to go to the pig farm for help. From a distance, he saw a man feeding the pigs with his back turned to him.

All kinds of pig feed were poured into the bucket by the man, stirred evenly, and then poured into the pigsty. Thomas suddenly saw himself just now.

He felt like a pig in a pigsty, and the man was stuffing him with pig feed just now.

Don't pay attention to whether the nutrition is balanced, don't pay attention to whether he can eat it, anyway, it's enough to stuff it in and not starve to death.

Thomas has a huge psychological shadow. When he was a teacher, he taught the worst class of students, not as useless as the group of people in the cooking class!

A few more days passed in a daze, and the iron law of a plane crashing within five minutes of boarding a battleship was completely unbroken.

When communicating with An Ning, An Ning asked, "How is your life in the cooking class?"

Thomas was very frustrated in his heart, he forced his face to be calm, and said as if nothing happened: "It's okay."

When he said that, An Ning felt relieved: "Study hard, you can learn a lot in the cooking class."

An Ning praised the cooking class over and over again. If it was before, Thomas would never say anything, but he had experienced it in real life, and he was also suffocated. After struggling again and again, he finally couldn't hold it back and asked, "Where are they?" Awesome? You know how to play games every day, and you don’t even train at all!"

"If they don't train, how do they get good grades in every assessment?"

Military camp assessments are held regularly, covering all levels, not just physical fitness assessments.

The assessors count people directly from the roster, and the roster only has names, without any other information such as company class.

To wake up the dreamer with one word, Thomas was stunned. He had worked so hard in the boot camp and worked so hard to get a lower-middle grade.Everyone in the cooking class who was selected for the assessment was among the best in grades.

Outsiders have always had a disdainful view of the cooking class. An Ning could hear the anger in Thomas' words, and wondered why he might not have integrated into the cooking class.He looked at the people on the screen seriously, and said earnestly: "Don't underestimate the cooking class. Experience is the most precious. You have to get along well with them and let them recognize you before they can teach you knowledge."

Thomas was taken aback, and after self-reflection, he did have an inherent prejudice against the cooking class, which should not be so.

The next day, Thomas came to the pig farm, and it turned out that Ben Hart was feeding the pigs.

Hart understood Thomas' purpose, took Thomas' book, flipped through it casually, and explained the key points to Thomas.

"Here, here, and here. You have to do this, not that."

Hart's voice came into Thomas' ears along with the pig's grunt. When the pig's cry became louder, Hart would stop suddenly, fill up the pig feed and continue explaining to Thomas.

Thomas took a pen and paper and quickly wrote down the key points.After listening to what Hart said, combined with the previous crash, I will focus on consulting on the places where I have doubts.

Hart didn't make fun of his stupidity. Even if it was a simple problem, he would take it apart and explain it to Thomas in detail.

The two were so engrossed in talking that they soon forgot to add feed to the pigs. The piglets howled unhappily, and Hart had to stop again.

You can't finish talking about an obscure book in half a day, and it's time to bathe the little pig in a blink of an eye.

I couldn't eat hot tofu in a hurry. Today's explanation was long enough for Thomas to digest and understand. He thanked him and walked to the cooking class.

Back at the dormitory at night, Thomas read the book again in combination with his notes from the day.The next day, I went to the battleship simulation room for an unprecedented 10 minutes before the plane crashed due to a control error while avoiding an attack.

Now, Thomas began to believe in An Ning's words.

Two days later, he went to the pig farm to look for Hart again with a new problem, but unexpectedly, it was not Hart who fed the pigs today, but another member of the cooking team, Marcus.

That's right, the cooking team often takes turns to change positions. Although Thomas doesn't know what the rules are, he always does whatever work is arranged by others.

Thomas wanted to leave to find Hart. After all, Marcus didn't understand half of what Hart said. It's like having one teacher in charge of one class and one subject at school.This is conducive to the teacher to find out the bottom line of the students, so as to get twice the result with half the effort.

Marcus didn't think so, stopped Thomas and said, "Why are you going, just ask me the same."

Thomas was thin-skinned, afraid that if he left rashly, people would mistakenly think he didn't like the other party, so he stayed on the principle of asking Hart again if he didn't understand.

Unexpectedly, Marcus glanced at Thomas' notes, put the book in the corresponding place and continued.

Marcus's explanation method is different from Hart's, but it is also easy to understand. In the battleship simulation room, Thomas was surprised to find that he had driven for another 5 minutes today!

Thomas completely believed in Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in the cooking class.

After he had almost learned how to drive a battleship, Thomas began to practice gun shooting. After learning the performance of different guns and the correct shooting posture from the book, he went to the shooting room to practice.

Nine of the ten shots missed the target, and the only shot hit one ring.

Thomas was almost stupid to death by himself, so he took the book and went directly to the cooking class to find his comrades.

Cook just finished cutting all the vegetables needed today, patted his sleeves and said, "Go, I'll teach you."

In the shooting room, Cook fired ten rounds in the blink of an eye.

The mechanical electronic male voice sounded: "Ten rings, ten rings... nine rings... ten rings."

Ten guns and nine ten rings, only one nine rings, Thomas wanted to kneel down to worship Cook, but Cook said angrily: "There are still nine rings? The hand was born."

This is hand-made? ? ?

Thomas looked suspiciously at his hands and then at his feet. He probably didn't shoot the gun with his feet!

Of course, doubting life is doubting life. After that, Thomas humbly asked Cook for advice.

Cook said: "This is simple, and you will learn it as soon as you keep it."

Shooting seems to be aiming and firing, but it actually covers a lot of principles. Different guns and bullets have different precautions. Shooting even involves mathematics, physics and other knowledge.

After Cook called Thomas, he recommended several books to him.

Thomas read books and practiced, but within a week, his shooting level improved by leaps and bounds. When Cook saw him again in the shooting room, he praised in astonishment: "Not bad, not bad. You are indeed the only soldier who can be assigned to the cooking squad in recent years!"

"No, no, you taught me well."

The two praised each other sincerely.

From then on, Thomas consciously consulted anyone in the cooking class with various questions, and soon he found that everyone in the cooking class knew every training well, which made him obedient.

The more powerful they are, the more curious Thomas is. He has never seen these people train. In addition to cooking and washing dishes, they also play games. The theoretical knowledge and skills are all about learning and learning. If you don’t practice, you will become rusty. How do they do it? Can it be maintained without practice?

If it wasn't for the fact that everyone's dormitories were next to each other, Thomas must have suspected that the people in the cooking class got up to practice secretly in the middle of the night.

Although they have only been together for more than a month, based on Thomas' understanding of them, it is absolutely impossible to get up in the middle of the night to practice, and it is almost the same for cultivating immortals and playing games in the middle of the night.

Wait……

Play games?

All the members of the cooking class do most of their time playing games. Could it be that the answer he has been looking for lies in games?

In the evening, Thomas and two other comrades cleaned up the kitchen and returned to the dormitory.

In the past, they would gather together in Nelson's dormitory to play games, and Thomas would go back to his own dormitory to read. Tonight, Thomas chose to be with them.

He walked up to Nelson curiously, stretched his neck and looked at the screen of the opponent's communicator: "Squad leader, what game are you playing?"

"Endless Survival."

Unheard of, Thomas took out the communicator to search for this game, and Nelson suddenly grabbed his neck. The ready-made commentary was there, so why waste that time searching?

"This is a military simulation combat game. A group of people are thrown into the battlefield. Players are divided into different camps to fight according to their choices. The number of camps is variable, and one camp per person is fine. All the people participating in the game add up to a maximum of 100 people and survive The camp is the winning side. It is similar to the holographic training room in our military camp, you can understand it as a mobile game version."

I see……

No wonder their combat skills are so good. They used to simulate and practice here every day.The cooking class has heavy work and less time compared to others. The opening hours of the training room are limited every day, and the number of users is large, so it cannot be prepared for them all day.This so-called mobile game version is the best choice for the cooking class.

Thomas sat down next to Nelson, wanting to watch him play games.

Nelson raised his eyebrows and glanced at him: "Want to play?"

Thomas has been reading books analyzing classic wars recently, and he knows nothing about combat. Let him play games together, he is not a proper pig teammate!

"No, I'll just take a look."

Nelson said: "Don't be shy, just play together if you want to play, come on, give me the communicator, and I will play the game for you."

Nelson and the rest of the team were too enthusiastic for Thomas to say no.

Download the game, apply for an account, and become friends with all members of the cooking class.

The game officially started. After Thomas finished the novice tutorial, he officially joined the game and fought with everyone.

1 minutes later……

"Fuck! Talent." Nelson stared at Thomas with wide eyes, "Falling into a box???"

Thomas looked at the huge GAMEOVER word on the screen in bewilderment and asked, "What?"

Hart explained to him: "If you drop it, it will become an urn!"

At the beginning of this game, everyone is on the battleship, airborne first, and then fighting.

The first time Thomas played a game, he died when he landed...

The way everyone looked at him changed again.

Thomas scratched his head apologetically, familiarized himself with it for a while, and then played the game with them again after they finished the game.

After a short training session, Thomas didn't land in the box this time.

One minute later, he found a jeep near the abandoned factory, and was shot in the head just after driving 1 meters.

GAMEOVER appeared on the screen again, and Thomas was extremely ashamed: "I'm sorry everyone, I'm dead again."

Everyone was very calm, Cook asked: "How did you die?"

"He got shot in the head in the jeep," Thomas said.

Nelson laughed loudly: "So it's you, I said that stupid car drives slower than I walk."

"..." Thomas was shocked, "Aren't we comrades in arms?"

"No." Nelson chuckled, "Your skills are not good, how can you improve as a team?"

Hart nodded, and said with an expression that we are doing this for your own good: "Solo queue is the fastest way to improve your skills!"

Cook smiled super cheaply: "You can still give us a head, hehehe."

Thomas: "..."

What about the good friendship?

fraud!They are all liars!