star hunter

"A good news, a bad news, which one do you want to hear first?"

As usual, it was the end of another day of training. In the 501 dormitory, other people rested and soaked their feet, but the skinny man who was always well-informed mysteriously gave up.

Zhong Yun came in from the balcony. He wiped the water from his face and made fun of him curiously: "Listen to the good news first."

Lu Yuan looked at his wet hair, and reminded: "Dry your hair first, and be careful of headache."

"Hey!" Zhong Yuncong brushed his hair without forgetting to urge the thin man, "What's the matter?"

Seeing his praise, the thin man no longer played tricks: "That's right, we have been in this training camp for a month now, and we have been doing basic physical training, and now we have a solid foundation. Today, there will be a new shooting class."

Now not only Zhong Yuncong, but several other people also cheered up. Guns are always attractive to men.

Even the most indifferent Ren Jie cast his gaze over. The thin man obviously enjoyed the feeling of being watched. He laughed and said, "And I even found out about the instructor of the shooting training."

"Who is who?" Zhong Yuncong was very excited, but when the skinny man was about to answer, Ren Jie said abruptly, "If you guess correctly, it's Huo Jing."

Zhong Yung glanced at him when he heard the words, and couldn't help but sneer, thinking that this guy has finally learned to integrate into the group, which is worthy of praise.

Presumably Ren Jie understood his teasing, his face flushed slightly, and he avoided his sight with a straight face.

The thin man was a little surprised when Ren Jie took the conversation, but he quickly realized: "Yes, this is Huo Jing Sheriff. Ren Jie's father is also in the Administration Bureau, so he should be familiar with him, right?"

Everyone looked at Ren Jie in unison again. The latter seemed a little uncomfortable, but he nodded: "I have met him a few times, he...is not a good person to get along with."

Including Zhong Yuncong, after hearing Ren Jie's words, they couldn't help but gasp. Ren Jie is already domineering enough on weekdays, and the Sheriff Huo Jing was actually described by him as unfriendly. And, how terrible is that?

"The 'Single Soldier Killing Machine' of the Administrative Bureau, even if it is against alien species, is the only sheriff who is not a supernatural being on an equal footing with other supernatural beings, Huo Jing." Ren Jie said in a deep voice , "He is also the person with the best marksmanship in the entire 'Island'... at least combined with the Management Bureau and the Comprehensive Management Bureau, no one can match him."

It sounds very powerful... Zhong Yuncong blinked, speaking, he seemed to have heard of this person's reputation a long time ago, but at that time he never thought that he would have an intersection with such a great person.

"This Huo Jing is really outstanding. For so many years, he is the first and only sheriff who has no supernatural powers. He has crossed the threshold of the Governance Bureau entirely by relying on his extraordinary physical fitness." The thin man was full of admiration, " He is also a role model for ordinary people like us.”

"Yes!" Jin Hu, who had been uncharacteristically reticent recently, suddenly became excited, "Huo Jing is my idol!"

Zhong Yuncong was also affected by this atmosphere, and couldn't help being fascinated: "I really want to meet this Instructor Huo..."

"Don't be too happy." Just when their blood was hot, the skinny man poured cold water down again, "Did you forget? I have some bad news here."

Everyone was startled, and the thin man also sighed: "This is not the first time Huo Jing has come to teach in the training camp. According to the usual practice in previous years, before the class starts, he will give the students a test. If they fail the test, they are not eligible to attend the training camp." Naturally, if he took the course of shooting, there would be no grades, which is equivalent to being eliminated in advance."

"This..." The roommates looked at each other, Zhong Yuncong swallowed, and asked tentatively, "What kind of test? Is it difficult...?"

"Difficulty must be difficult. It is said that the elimination rate of Huo Jing's test is as high as 50.00%. Every year, he helps the training camp to screen out a batch in advance." The thin man looked serious, "As for the form of the test, it is different every year, and it is impossible to predict. .”

"...Damn it!" Zhong Yuncong groaned for a long time, but finally couldn't hold back his words, and the thin man's next sentence put even more pressure on the supernatural beings present: "And, according to Huo Jing According to the rules, to participate in his assessment, or even the entire course, you are not allowed to use supernatural powers. You must pass with real skills."

This Zhong Yuncong didn't feel deeply about it himself. After all, he couldn't think of any help for his shooting class with his special ability, but he didn't know how Fatty and Ren Jie were feeling.

The two of them didn't say a word, and they must have felt apprehensive because of that cruel and unknown test.

The next day, the training camp officials announced to all the students that the pre-shooting test was about to take place, which caused an uproar as expected.

Facing the shock and uproar of the students, the instructor just smiled coldly: "It's still too late to submit the application for leaving the camp. You know, that Sheriff Huo is not as easy-talking as I am... His test may kill you." of."

will die?This news made the students panic all day long, but no matter how anxious they were, what was supposed to come would still come.

The quiz is held at dusk.

And Zhong Yuncong finally met this mysterious and powerful Magistrate Huo.

"He is the only ordinary person in the Administration Bureau, and he has a withdrawn temper. He doesn't deal with people with supernatural powers very much." When he asked Ren Jie further, the latter failed to give any more replies. , "Even if my father is his superior, I don't see him buying it... In short, he must be a proud person."

"Hehe, aren't you really talking about yourself?" After being ridiculed by Zhong Yuncong, Ren Jie became furious: "If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't have told you!"

"Hey, when will you learn to joke." Zhong Yun smiled from the face, and the impression of Huo Jing in his heart became a little more terrifying.

But seeing is better than hearing a hundred times, and what you hear is false.

Huo Jing's age should be about the same as Su Xian's. He looks about 25 or [-] years old, with a thin and handsome silhouette, a straight nose, and a slender figure, which is quite different from the muscular man he imagined.

"The content of this test is very simple." I don't know if it was instinctive or intentional to establish authority, Huo Jing had a cold face, and he raised his finger to the side of the training field towards the assembled phalanx. "You just have to go through that log."

The students turned their heads and saw a log erected in the grove at some point. It was about ten meters long.

But...is it just this difficulty?

Facing the gazes from the students, Huo Jing remained expressionless: "Of course, I will set up some obstacles while you pass, please be careful."

Huo Jing is well-known, and Zhong Yuncong never thought that the questions he asked would be as simple as he said—not to mention anything else, if it was so easy, why would there be rumors that people might die?

He stared at Huo Jing anxiously, hoping that he could say a few more words so that he could prepare himself mentally in advance, but the other party cherished words like gold and said: "No matter what happens, as long as you fall from the log , is considered a failure.”

...As soon as these words came out, the mental preparation was not done well, and the psychological burden increased a lot.

"Start." Following Huo Jing's order, according to the order of drawing lots, No. [-] tremblingly climbed onto the log.

The number Zhong Yuncong drew was No.12, neither good nor bad, but having said that, taking part in this kind of test, except for the unlucky personality of the first one, the other numbers seem to be similar.

As for the first warrior, he shouldered the heavy responsibility of exploring the specific rules. Who made the Huo Da Sheriff ambiguous?

The log is too narrow, and although it is not difficult to stand alone, it is really a little bit reluctant for an adult to stand on it.

One's balance ability is not very good, he has to spread his arms to barely stand on the wood.After staying for a while, he began to move forward in small steps.

His efficiency is comparable to that of a turtle crawling. After nearly a minute, he only moved a meter or two. Zhong Yuncong took a glance and found that Huo Jing was holding a timer in his hand. Time is also one of the assessment criteria.

A few minutes passed, and No. [-] staggered through most of it, and almost fell several times during the process. His feet were slippery, and Zhong Yuncong, who was watching, couldn't help but sweat for him.

But it's slow, and the first one is going smoothly, which means... so far, it seems that no "obstacles" have been encountered.

Not only did this not make Zhong Yuncong feel relaxed, but even his sense of crisis became stronger.

No. [-] dawdled for a while, and finally reached the other end of the log. He was already sweating profusely, and the sweat flowed into his eyes. Therefore, No. [-], who planned to walk the whole distance in one go, had to stop and wipe his face. A sweat.

Gunshots rang out without warning.

There were trees all around, and no one could tell from which direction the bullets came from. They could only see the sod under the logs being blown up, earth and rocks flying around, and grass clippings flying everywhere, creating a smoky atmosphere for a while.

The onlookers were stunned by the sudden cold gunshot. As for the client No. [-] on the log, he was even more caught off guard. When the first shot was fired, he panicked and lost his footsteps. After that, he shot again and again. It completely broke down his psychological defense.

So he failed to hold on, and fell off the log about one meter from the finish line.

It was especially unfortunate that he was hit by a stray bullet in his calf.

Seeing No. [-] clutching his bleeding leg and crying for his father and mother, the other students naturally felt sorry for him.

Huo Jing's expression remained unchanged, her thin lips slightly parted: "Unqualified."

Then with a wave of his hand, people from the medical team came out from an unknown corner, quickly carried the injured student onto the stretcher, and sent him away immediately.

Zhong Yuncong wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, and suddenly felt dumbfounded. He said that it was humane to have all the medical staff ready, at least they didn't intend to let you fend for yourself.

"Next." Huo Jing calmly announced the continuation without moving an eyelid, but this time, the person who got number two retreated coldly.

In fact, he can't be blamed, those released without warning are not toy water guns, but loaded guns.

Crossing the single-plank bridge is not a problem, but those elusive bullets are hard to guard against, enough to break the nerves of any student.

The unknown is the greatest fear.

No. [-] was dripping with cold sweat all over his face, and he never got out of the queue.

Huo Jing waited for a while, but the second candidate never showed up. He stared at the front of the queue and asked loudly, "Who is number two?"

No one said a word.

In this situation, Huo Jing didn't understand the situation. He was playing with the timer in his hand, and a playful smile appeared on his lips: "Are you scared?"

There was still silence in response to him.

"Which number is number two? Come out for me!" His tone suddenly rose, full of oppression, and the eyes of the students all fell on a person. Huo Jing could clearly see it at a glance, and slowly walked in front of that person. He asked, "Do you want to give up?"

No. [-] could barely lift his head under his cold gaze. He was just an ordinary person in all aspects in the training camp. The reason why he joined the training camp was just to gamble and earn more points. Strive for a job in the Integrated Management Bureau.

And now he regrets it.

"Report, report..." His lips trembled so much that he couldn't utter a complete sentence. Huo Jing didn't want to waste too much time on him, so he waved his hand: "There is no need to say unnecessary words. You Tell me directly, will you participate in this test or not?"

No. [-] clenched his teeth and clenched his fists, but finally bowed his head in a slumped manner: "I... give up."

"Understood." Unexpectedly, Huo Jing didn't lose his temper, he could even say it was calm: "Go back and pack your things, and leave immediately."

No. [-] was stunned, his face was pale, and he stammered: "What... I..."

"You heard me right." Huo Jing suddenly clamped No. [-]'s cheekbones on both sides and lifted them up. The other party was forced to look at him. The sheriff known as the "single-soldier killing machine" stared at him contemptuously. Looking at him, "I tell you to get out!"

Then he let go, the student fell heavily, Huo Jing turned around abruptly, and stood opposite a group of stunned students.

"If someone wants to back down, I won't stop them. But I also have my rules. Those who retreat without a fight are not eligible to stay in this training camp. If you want to escape, you should leave as soon as possible, otherwise, just obediently walk through This log."

He stood with his hands behind his back, full of murderous aura all over his body, which made everyone present shudder.

"In addition, there is another one - if there are people with abilities, during the test, no ability is allowed to be used, otherwise it will be considered a violation and disqualified."

The last rule didn't sound very reasonable, but Huo Jing obviously didn't have any intention of discussing with others, he strode back to his original position, and raised his hand: "Number three!"

After No. [-] left in disgrace, No. [-] gritted his teeth.

Zhong Yun watched the battle, and quietly said to the people beside him: "Hey, now your skills are useless."

He habitually teased the other party, but there was more worry in his tone.

Feng Xiaoshan didn't care about it: "What's the matter? You can do it, and I can do it too."

Zhong Yuncong was so angry with this little bastard that he didn't want to speak.

"But to be honest, the rule of not allowing the use of abilities is really interesting." Feng Xiaoshan raised his eyebrows, "I'm not interested in things that can be done casually."

Zhong Yuncong really didn't want to talk to this guy, so he looked at Lu Yuan again. His roommate quickly received his signal. Although Lu Yuan looked a little nervous, he still managed to smile at him: "It depends on your luck." Bar……"

Zhong Yun returned his gaze to No. [-] on the single-plank bridge. While walking on thin ice, he also had to beware of the sneaky gunshots. It was really hard for him to walk.

Different from the previous test, No. [-] did not encounter dense bullets at the end of the journey, but the sound of gunshots rang out before taking a few steps.

Unfortunately, No. [-] also failed to pass the log, but dismounted halfway.But he was quite lucky, except for the mud that fell on his head and face, he was not injured.

Next is number four, number five...

Ten students were ushered in intermittently on the log. Some of them fell down with a plop just before the gunfire sounded after taking two steps. The unlucky one was a big man, he gritted his teeth and managed to move to the other end of the log in a chaotic hail of bullets, but he was choked by the dust all over the ground, and he couldn't help sneezing, so GG died.

Huo Jing didn't give up because of this, and his attitude was even stricter than those of the previous losers: "The bullets in front have survived, but I can't help but sneeze, I can't let you pass."

The big man really had bad luck. Not only did his work go to waste, but when he fell to the ground, he was accidentally shot in the buttocks.

Compared with luck, everyone present is not his opponent.

Zhong Yuncong looked at the big man who was being carried down with his teeth bared, and couldn't help sighing. He finally understood that what this instructor Huo did was obviously to test the psychological quality of the students.

He let the candidates advance in the hail of bullets, in order to let the students achieve the state of no distractions,

But so far, apparently, no one has been able to meet his requirements.

"Next." Huo Jing said coldly, "NO.12."

Zhong Yun didn't realize it from the beginning, it was only after Feng Xiaoshan poked him that he came to his senses belatedly: The big man is number ten, and number 11 is the same as number two, he chose to quit completely, so he just skipped it NO.11, it's his NO.12 turn directly.

"Here!" Zhong Yun stepped out of the running and came straight to the log. Huo Jing raised his eyelids and glanced at him, with no superfluous expression on his face: "Let's start when you're ready."

Zhong Yuncong took a deep breath and boarded the single-plank bridge.

His balance ability is actually better than he imagined, and when he stood on the log, he was quite stable.

In fact, crossing this single-plank bridge is really nothing. The few people in front of him were shaky as soon as they got up, and they didn't persist for a few minutes. I'm afraid that psychological factors accounted for a greater proportion.

What the candidates fear is not the narrow and smooth logs, but the bullets that come and go without a trace.

But Zhong Yuncong's intuition told him that the only way to avoid those bullets was to stand upright on the log.

He has been on the sidelines for so long, and he still can't distinguish the bullet's trajectory until now, but the only thing he can be sure of is that as long as you are still on the bridge, the bullet will not shoot at you.

This is not some difficult and obscure truth, but an obvious fact. Everyone knows that there are very few people who can do it.

Because although those bullets will not directly greet people, but they all seem to have eyes, and they hit the sidelines in various ways. It seems that if they miss a little, they will splatter blood and kill them on the spot.

This is clearly a brush with death.

Huo Jing let his subordinates with superb marksmanship hide in the dark, and deliberately created this kind of frightening environment, just to see how the test subjects would react when they were faced with a narrow escape.

Everyone knows what he wants, and so does Zhong Yuncong.

However, unlike those losers, he has full confidence in passing this assessment.

After he came to this unlucky place, he didn’t encounter any good things—he was besieged by alien species one after another, kidnapped and hunted down by terrorists, drove a car that was about to be scrapped in the mountains and forests, and escaped through the sea of ​​fire After this series of bad things, his psychological quality has been greatly tempered.After all, I have experienced more than one time just with a knife resting on my neck, and it is not without experience that this kind of bullet rain is so exciting and fatal.

Besides, this additional test is at most pretending to kill you. When he was chased by "Shadow" with a machine gun and a machete, his life was really hanging by a thread.

Come on, I am not afraid!He grinned and took the first step.

After taking the first step, the road ahead seemed much smoother, probably because of his mentality. He could see clearly, let go, and was in a peaceful state of mind. Even after one-third of the journey, the gunshots were deafening. Even if it goes on and on, it can't affect him in the slightest.

Because Zhong Yuncong has identified a dead truth, as long as he does not fall off the single-plank bridge, the bullets will not hit him.

In this way, amidst the hail of bullets and flying dust, it really made him feel a bit like walking in the courtyard.

About half a meter away from the finish line, the gunfire stopped. Zhong Yuncong glanced at the remaining distance. He could finish it in about two or three steps, but he did not breathe a sigh of relief because he was still nervous. Tense, breathless.

He paused for a moment, and then continued to walk down. He never thought that everyone would be in an uproar—because suddenly there was a pistol in Huo Jing's hand, and Wu Dongdong's muzzle was pointing directly at Zhong Yuncong.

Huo Jing pulled the trigger without any hesitation, and Zhong Yuncong watched helplessly as a bullet roared out, heading straight for his front door.

There were waves in his eyes, and his clenched palms were sweating a little, but the steps under his feet were still unmoved, and he stepped out steadily.