Every day I worry about the big guys causing trouble [Interstellar]

"In the first round of the individual competition, please send one soldier from the eleventh army and the third army."

It was still the same test field as before, and the opposing team had changed.

Different from the styles of the first two armies, the overall style of the three armies is the same as their officers, high and cold.

The soldiers who played in the first game walked to the center of the competition field, and the soldiers of the [-]th Army shouted "Come on", which was in stark contrast to the silence on the other side.

The first competition began, and the eleventh army also quieted down.

After 10 minutes, the first match ended.

"In the first game, the three armies won."

"sharp!!"

The sparse applause of the three armies was covered by the eleventh army, let alone the cheers. Those who didn't know thought it was the eleventh army that won.

The number of competitions in the third round was changed, and the points were also changed accordingly.

Two points are awarded for individual battle victories, and four points for team battle victories, so the proportion of individual battles has greatly increased.

The eleventh army won the second individual battle, and the third army won the third individual battle.

After losing two of the three games, the eleventh army is in a weak position, and the team battle will be a decisive battle.

After the break, the final match of the third round began.

The third army is different from the first two armies. Compared with the seventeenth army, it is more calm and strategic, and compared with the seventh army, it is more powerful.

10 minutes into the competition, both sides were very cautious, and each team only eliminated two or three players.

Bai Han sat in the auditorium, with a smile on his lips unconsciously.

Bai Ze's gaze was always on Bai Han, and he naturally noticed the little change in the little guy.

"Happy?" he asked.

"Yes." Bai Han nodded, "Aitlin's army is very powerful."

Bai Ze glanced at the competition field and said with a smile: "You are competing with them now, so optimistic about them, are you afraid of losing?"

Bai Han slightly raised his jaw, "We will win."

His eyes sparkled, full of pride and confidence, a different demeanor from the past in front of his subordinates, just like a reserved and proud cat.

Bai Ze smiled to himself, the little guy was just a kitten, and a fierce cat that likes to stretch its claws.

The battle on the field is still going on, and the speed of eliminating people is also accelerating.

"The Eleventh Army has eliminated 25 people, and the Third Army has eliminated 24 people."

Four to ten minutes passed, and both sides eliminated a quarter of the players, and the battle entered a state of anxiety.

The peace between the two sides was finally broken.

The [-]th Army no longer suppressed their desire to shout and cheer, and pulled their companions to wave their own army's small flags to cheer for the teammates fighting below.

"come on!!!"

"Quick, quick! Kill that one, kill that one!"

"Ahhh! Triple kill!"

"Don't be cowardly! Give it to me!"

"When you see a beautiful woman, let me go! You son of a bitch, let me go!"

The nonsense learned from the [-]th Army came out all at once, and the rough voices of a group of men permeated the entire competition field.As the eleventh army let go of themselves and began to shout, the people participating in the eleventh army's competition seemed to have lifted their seals, and their attack speed increased instantly. Accompanied by the sound of shouting, they harvested their heads rhythmically.

The three armies were caught off guard by the opponent's surge of attack momentum, but lost ten heads in a few minutes.

So far, this is the first time they have encountered an army of this style.

There are many faces that can be retracted or released, and the three armies, who have relaxed after winning two individual battles, feel threatened.

"Don't back off! Fuck him!"

Shouts came from the viewing area of ​​the three armies, one after another, mixed with the voices from the opposite side.

Refueling worked. The three armies were pulled back to their stupefied sanity by the shouts, and began to resist the attack of the eleventh army together.

The soldiers of the three armies have stabilized, and the elimination rate has been reduced, but after all, they are not as good as the eleventh army, which seems to have been beaten with chicken blood.

"The Eleventh Army has eliminated 71 people, and the Third Army has eliminated 100 people."

"The competition is over, and the eleventh army won the team battle."

"The third round of competition is over. The eleventh army has 6 points, and the three armies have 4 points. The winner is the eleventh army."

The referee announced three times in turn, and the last "Eleven Army" was suppressed by cheers.

When the other teams' competitions are over, the fourth round of competitions, which is the last round of competitions, will also begin.

In the conference room, Bai Han, Arabella, and Owen stood together to draw the order of the last two competitions.

Owen's Ninth Army defeated Yule's Fifteenth Army, which was unexpected but not surprising.

As Owen's boss, De Youyouyan patted Bart on the shoulder, not being humble: "Hey, when he insisted on coming to my place, I said that we have me here, so he can only be wronged by my charm. He said, believe me, it will take six years to waste. Look, is this opportunity coming soon? Our Owen can shine everywhere."

Bart tilted his head away from De's poisoned tea, but fortunately Owen pulled the man away in time and rescued him.

De Yi, who was showing off when he saw people just now, fell silent when he saw his adjutant, and smiled naively with a thumbs up, "Our Owen is really good."

Owen raised the corners of his lips, and his thin lips parted slightly without smiling, "The Dodgers game will be released in a month."

The corners of De's mouth froze, and then slowly bent down. He looked at Owen aggrieved, seeing that his expression remained unchanged, he obediently walked aside, and remained silent.

The people in the room held back their laughter, saving him the last bit of face.

Owen walked to Bai Han and Arabella, "I've been waiting for a long time."

"Let's smoke it," Arabella said.

There were three identical white cards on the table, and the three of them took them one by one and opened them together.

Bai Han's hand is blank, Arabella's hand is a "one", and Owen's hand is a "one".

Based on the results, Owen and Arabella competed in the first match, and then Bai Han competed with the victorious party. If he won, the ranking would be determined directly, and if he lost, he would compete with another one.

In the last round, there were no individual battles, only team battles, and only one match.

The war with the Meteor Swarm is an interstellar war, and not one person can control the battlefield. Before, they may have valued individual strength more than team strength, but after this period of training, they have realized the importance of the team in the war. Sex, that is a person's power is completely incomparable.

The last three competitions were held in the largest competition field in the First Military Region. The auditorium of 5 people was full, and all eighteen officers were present.

The first competition ended very quickly, in the shock of everyone.

Nine armies won and one army won.

The referee's voice fell for a long time, and the test field was still quiet, until someone burst out, "Damn!"

Owen beat Arabella, which no one expected.

Owen is very good, they know, but Arabella, as the longest-serving commander among the current commanders, has a lot of experience and ability, but that's how he lost.

The competition field screamed and cheered, Owen's victory seemed to be a sign, and those subconscious ideas that the executives must be better than themselves were shattered.

They, too.

Arabella smiled and shook Owen's hand with sincere words, "Congratulations."

"Thank you." Owen's stern eyes drifted past arrogance, and Owen was neither humble nor overbearing.

The competition field finally calmed down. After the referee determined that the Ninth Army did not need to rest, he suppressed his excitement and said, "Please prepare for the Ninth Army and the Eleventh Army."

Soldiers leave.

100 people from the Ninth Army and the Eleventh Army stood on the preparation field, and after the referee announced "entering the field", 200 people walked to the center in unison.

"The second decisive battle, the eleventh army vs. the ninth army...start!"

The success of the competition just now aroused everyone's enthusiasm. At the beginning of the competition, the voices of 5 people reverberated in the competition field, with one sound and one sound. Every time someone was eliminated, it was like waves hitting, accompanied by passionate shouts.

It is said to be a game, but it looks like a carnival, a carnival for all the military elites in the central area.

They have participated in countless trainings, but this is the first time for them to train intensively, disrupt the military area, and compete with their former teammates.This time they confronted the gap in strength head-on, and also aroused unprecedented enthusiasm and enthusiasm.

"The Eleventh Army has eliminated 11 people, and the Ninth Army has eliminated 12 people."

……

"The Eleventh Army has eliminated 51 people, and the Ninth Army has eliminated 49 people."

……

"The Eleventh Army has eliminated 83 people, and the Third Army has eliminated 100 people."

"The competition is over, the winner, the eleventh army."

"The first army competition, the winner, the eleventh army!"

The referee announced the result of the first game with a vibrato.

"Hoohoho!!!!"

The scene was out of control for a while, with clapping, stomping and shouting "Eleventh Army" in unison.

The lively scene was beyond the expectations of all the officers. Nineteen people stood in the special spectator seats, as if they had returned to the time when they were still small soldiers.The longer you work as a commander, the calmer your heart will be, and the harder it will be to be disturbed.

The venue was noisy for a long time, and the officers did not let the soldiers leave immediately, but handed over the place to them.

After a competition is over, what they can learn depends on themselves.If caught, it will be a breakthrough experience.

All the officers gathered in the conference room, "Congratulations" echoed in Bai Han's ears.

Bai Han responded with a sullen face, trying not to appear too happy, but the way those guys looked at him always felt a little weird.

The officers tacitly did not hang around Bai Han, but exchanged thoughts with each other.

Suppressing his desire to transform, Bai Han finally made it to the time to get off work.Without thinking about saying goodbye to the others, he left the military area in a hurry.

Bai Ze followed behind, the little guy walked fast, and urged after getting on the flying machine: "Hurry up."

Bai Ze automatically walked to the cockpit and turned on the autopilot.

The aircraft drove away, and the First Military Region fell behind, gradually turning into small dots and disappearing.

"I can't see it." Bai Ze smiled.

Bai Han put his legs together, put his hands on his legs, and sat upright, keeping his body rigid and motionless.Hearing Bai Ze's words, his ears moved, "Really?"

Bai Ze: "Really."

boom--

Bai Han disappeared in place, and a snow-white kitten appeared on the seat.

The little white cat jumped to the front of the aircraft, poked its head and looked left and right. After making sure that Bai Ze was the only one around, it let out a "meow~" and jumped to the back seat to lie down, paralyzed there with its limbs spread apart.

The little white cat's beard trembled with its breathing, and its throat made a "snoring" sound from time to time. Occasionally, it stretched out its paws, scratched a few times in the air, and then slowly fell back.

When he stretched out again, Bai Ze grabbed his paw and squeezed the small powder pad.

The little white cat stared at him, wanting to twitch but couldn't get it back. Just as he was thinking about what to do, there was a teasing sound from above.

"Little guy, your balls are showing."