After being a spare tire for four big guys at the same time [Transmigration Book]

From that night onwards, the trainees of the Special Forces entered a virtual war that was infinitely close to reality.

In the simulation system, regardless of time or location, Shi Ji may issue an attack order against the bug swarm at any time.

Unexpected attack angles, completely unconventional breakthrough methods.In the past two days, if there were no Zhuang Yu and Nie Chi, the defense line that the students had hastily pulled up would have been torn more than once.

On the third day, Nie Chi and Zhuang Yu temporarily left the training camp due to some unexpected reasons.

That night, during the raid of the bug swarm, there was the first casualty of a student character.

The student No. 16 who was accidentally "killed" didn't even have time to react - he just came to hand over the line of defense normally, and before he had time to enter the combat readiness state, the swarm launched a surprise attack.A stag beetle happened to meet him head-on, and within a few seconds, its sharp jaws glowing with cold light easily snapped off the unprotected mecha.

The feeling of death is also infinitely close to reality. Student No. 16 was covered in cold sweat and quit the game in shock, and received a notice to end the selection training.

"I was just not careful!"

No. 16 said anxiously: "The others didn't cover me well, and my operation fully met the requirements! At that time, I hadn't entered the defense line yet!"

He has always performed very well in the extreme training, and his grades have always been ranked among the top among the students. If there were no accidents, he would have been able to pass the assessment with a high probability.

Just lost a game, No. 16 is not reconciled anyway: "Why should I be eliminated for this reason! Didn't the special forces say that they want to select the best talents, and this can prove that I am not as good as others? Just because of me bad luck?"

In the open meeting room, the students were silent.

The student who caused No. 16's death because he failed to cover No. 16 well buried his head in guilt, unable to say a word.

Nie Chi asked: "What requirements does your operation meet?"

"Of course it's a wartime requirement!" No. 16 gritted his teeth, "Every mecha operator has memorized it, and they can review the video. I didn't make any mistakes!"

No. 16: "It is clearly stipulated that this is an operation with the greatest chance of survival under wartime standards—"

Nie Chi: "Did you survive?"

On the 16th a delay.

"There are no operating standards, and there are no wartime requirements." Nie Chi said, "If you can't survive, you will be eliminated."

No. 16 weakly defended: "But it's not fair..."

He stood in the center of the conference room, looked at Zhuang Yu and Nie Chi as the instructors, and lowered his voice a little bit.

Zhuang Yu and Nie Chi were there two days ago, no matter how fierce the battle was, there was no danger. They also gradually relaxed their vigilance from the nervousness at the beginning, thinking that this game is not a big deal, it is just a more realistic exercise .

The instructors only left for one night, and they were almost wiped out by the insect swarm.

The fear of being deliberately ignored and forgotten, and close to death, came up again with Nie Chi's words, strangling his throat.

Neither Zhuang Yu nor Nie Chi emphasized the significance of this game to them.

It was a drill, a wake-up call for them all.

As the scale of the game expands, the alarm bell will sound to more people, waking up more people from their comfortable and numb sleep.

This is a simulation that is infinitely close to reality.

The simulation is that if nothing is done, when the bug swarm strikes, they will usher in the end.

"The special operations team will continue to recruit new people. After the system is rolled out to the entire army, we will also select the talents we need in the game."

Zhuang Yu got up: "You can come again, we don't reject the eliminated students."

No. 16 stopped arguing and walked out of the meeting room in silence.

After that day, the attitude of the students finally changed.

No longer just blindly follow the content required in the traditional combat regulations, the students began to unite spontaneously. With a temporary headquarters, there are people patrolling 24 hours a day, closely monitoring the movements of all Zerg.

Under the constant confrontation with the bug swarm, the mecha operators had subconsciously chosen to change their old habits before they even had time to realize themselves.

Weapons that were originally more suitable for fighting in the arena and used to fight against mechas have completely become slow-selling items in the system warehouse.

Everyone is doing everything they can to kill Zerg, accumulate experience points, and when they don't need to garrison after the rotation, they start to immerse themselves in modifying their mechs.

Some people choose particle weapons that are more conducive to blocking Zerg on a large scale, while others choose to modify them into bait-type mechas that contain and attract Zergs. The mechas that are good at killing Zergs use the Dolphin as a template, abandoning all redundant accessories, and using the speed And lethality mentioned the limit.

Observing and judging the battle situation has already withdrawn from the assessment objectives of mecha operators. Most mecha operators can hardly make up for this shortcoming in a short period of time. Command was completely handed over to the elite observers.

With limited observers at the core, mecha operators spontaneously assigned combat tasks.

Almost without any resistance, the combat mode that Zhuang Yu has always wanted to promote and implement has quietly formed among the students through the continuous high pressure of the insect swarm.

……

A sea of ​​consciousness.

Yu Tang has just completed a new round of game maintenance, sorted out the background data, and passed it to Shi Ji who is manipulating the Zerg to attack the defense line.

The future juvenile interstellar commanders will grow faster than they imagined.

The Zerg's attack should be enough to oppress the students, but it cannot directly overwhelm the current immature and newly formed defense line.It is necessary to restore the combat habits of the bug swarm as realistically as possible, and to guide the students to start thinking actively and make changes without any trace.

Zhuang Yu originally took over Shi Ji without thinking about it, but after seeing Shi Ji's manipulation of the Zerg a few times, he finally returned to Pu Ying's task force with peace of mind.

"Captain Zhuang said that they found several traces of Sheng Tiancheng, but the other party was very cunning, so he escaped them all."

Zhan Chen ended the call with Zhuang Yu, and returned to the sofa: "Pu Ying's speculation is correct, Sheng Tiancheng has been trying to get close to Sheng Yi."

Yu Tang nodded: "No surprise."

Sheng Yi's performance was not outstanding in the game, but he was closely watched by Ye Hanfeng, and he didn't have a chance to play his temper and advance aggressively, and he didn't cause too much disturbance to others.

Sheng Yi didn't have the strength to push forward.

He resisted not daring to tell others, but he had already been disturbed by the frequent illusion of dislocation. Every time he moved slightly larger, his shoulder would suddenly dislocate in the tearing pain. He wanted to explain, but found that the shoulder There is nothing wrong with the joint.

Ye Hanfeng speculated that it was his psychogenic delusion, thinking that Sheng Yi was no longer suitable for combat, and transferred him to be in charge of logistics.

Feng Shui took turns, Sheng Yi was almost stunned and passed out, but there was nothing he could do.

As soon as he wanted to lose his temper or refuse orders, the familiar pain that seemed to be annihilated would haunt him, and the pain made him speechless.

Zhanchen poured hot milk into the mug: "Have you found a way to modify the program he was implanted into?"

"No." Yu Tang said, "This kind of blank program is easy to find bugs... I hacked its information search library."

Conservatives must have the means to threaten Sheng Tiancheng, and at the same time create a manipulative national idol. The program implanted in Sheng Yi is to make him the strongest mecha operator.

Because Sheng Yi has always considered himself the strongest mecha operator, this program has hardly been activated, and it is still in a blank state to be written.

The terminal was not there, so Yu Tang tried all the operations he wanted to try, hacked into the program, and added a small note about the strongest mech operator in the information database.

Zhan Chen was curious: "What?"

Yu Tang: "The strongest mecha operator needs to take care of the overall situation, obey orders, and love all jobs, especially the logistics of cooking and fish farming."

"..." Zhan Chen rubbed his forehead and couldn't help chuckling.

He likes the current Yu Tang very much, but sometimes he can't help but miss Electronic Storm when it was still a small light group.

...like now.

This kind of time is obviously strong and sensible enough to make people feel reliable when they look at it, but they are competing in unexpected places and refuse to take any losses.

It makes people want to hug and rub it.

Zhan Chen sat down beside the sofa, and the fragments of data floating around turned into a gust of cool wind, cooling down Yu Tang's computer: "Open your mouth."

Yu Tang's gaze was still on the screen, and he opened his mouth cooperatively.

Zhan Chen gently pressed the mug to his lips.

Yu Tang couldn't help taking a deep breath as the sweet milky fragrance entered his nose: "Why isn't it coffee?"

"You've consumed too much caffeine this month, please control it."

Zhan Chen said: "Go to sleep when you are sleepy. Basic maintenance is my daily work, and I can do it no worse than you."

Yu Tang: "Senior Zhan."

Zhan Chen raised his gaze.

Yu Tang pushed the computer away: "When I don't take a break, you also stay with me and don't take a break. When I go to sleep, I don't see you take a break."

Zhan Chen was a little dumb: "I don't need to sleep..."

Yu Tang: "You need to sleep."

Zhan Chen was slightly taken aback.

Only then did he realize that he had used the wrong word, and after a short pause, he apologized softly: "I said it wrong."

He always mishandles this matter.

He wanted to try his best to let Xiao Guangtuan see a real and alive version of himself, but he always thought, maybe it is time to remind Yu Tang that he has become a data now.

Data that can be copied, parsed, rewritten and formatted.

Anyway, now is not the time.

Zhan Chen regained consciousness from his thoughts, and was about to speak, when Shi Ji suddenly spoke cautiously from the sea of ​​consciousness: "Senior Zhan, at this time, it should be said that only Mr. Yu can sleep by his side."

Zhan Chen: "..."

After becoming a staff member of the system, for the first time, Zhan Chen had the idea of ​​temporarily disregarding the task and asking Zhuang Yu what extracurricular books were stuffed in the S7 in the past.

The future interstellar commander is still trying to ensure: "... I can be in charge of vigilance."

Shi Ji's plan for tonight is to control the insect swarms to attack the defense line three times at midnight, 59:[-] am and [-]:[-] am.

It just happened to be responsible for alerting the changes of the terminal at the same time.

Shi Ji has learned a lot with Mr. Yu recently, and he is very conscious, obediently adding a layer of consciousness and internal visual and auditory shielding to himself.

The melodious violin music that set off the atmosphere sounded in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Yu Tang: "..."

Zhan Chen: "..."

Zhan Chenxin accepted the kindness of the future interstellar commander, temporarily stopped the background BGM, and sent the system holding the horn together with the Dolphin into a warm sack.

It was the first time Yu Tang saw Zhan Chen using a small black room, and it was a little strange: "Senior Zhan, have you locked me up like this before?"

Zhan Chen put the two-player game console into the sack: "Close it."

Yu Tang hasn't retrieved this memory yet, so he couldn't help being curious, so he put down the computer: "What did I do at that time?"

"You drank my medical alcohol and fell into the iodine bottle."

Zhan Chen straightened up, looked at the excited little light ball, and said with a half-joking smile in his tone: "You stick a cotton swab on the light ball, wrap my bandage and fly around, I have thought about everything I can think of. There is no way to get you off the lampshade."

Yu Tang: "..."

He intuited that Senior Zhan was making things up.

Yu Tang didn't intend to retrieve this memory, so he stood up and dragged Zhan Chen to the bedside.

When they were still in that hut, he would play games in the pile of pillows, and Zhan Chen would occasionally rest on this bed.

Now that Zhan Chen has become a data, he no longer needs to sleep frequently, and this bed has long since become useless, and it was put in place just to restore the past residence in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Yu Tang pressed Zhan Chen on the bed.

He bent his knees against the edge of the bed, and pressed his forehead against Zhan Chen's shoulder, where there was still a familiar temperature and breath, lingering.

These are re-simulated and generated.

How long it took Zhan Chen to retrieve these shadows of the past bit by bit from the data is beyond anyone's imagination.

"Sleep for a while."

Yu Tang said: "I'm playing games, senior Zhan, you sleep for a while."

Zhan Chen raised his hand and put it on his back.

Zhan Chen said softly, "Okay."

He didn't take off his coat directly, and still got up to wash and change into pajamas in an orderly manner according to his past habits.

Zhan Chen lay down on the bed, closed his eyes, let the drowsiness hit him little by little.

He had already noticed that the little light group had used the sleep card on him.

Xiao Guangtuan didn't show mercy to his own people. The transaction notifications on the backstage of the mall have been beeping non-stop since just now, and 99 sleep-inducing data quietly flowed into his body, and were gradually decomposed and assimilated.

In the warm light of the desk lamp, Zhan Chen's breathing gradually eased.

Yu Tang finished typing the last line of code on the computer.

……

In this large-scale bug simulation game, Yu Tang implanted a thousand completely different Trojan programs.

This is a new method he learned from the human world.

These procedures are completely ineffective for humans and will not cause any interference to the students and Shi Ji.But as long as there is external intrusion data—such as a terminal, if you want to enter this game, you will definitely be filled with a thousand pop-up advertisements on the entire screen.

He knew that the terminal could easily swallow these Trojan horse programs, which happened to be what he was waiting for.

Yu Tang closed the computer, tapped through the screen of the sea of ​​consciousness: "Shi Ji?"

Shi Ji had already learned the Morse code, so he replied outside: "Mr. Yu, I'm here."

"I did what I had to do."

Yu Tang: "I'll leave the world to you first, and I'll go do some private matters."

Shi Jili returned the receipt.

Yu Tang stretched his waist and got up from the sofa.

He drank the hot milk left by Zhan Chen, wandered around the room twice, tidied the table seemingly casually, and fiddled with the lamp twice.

He walked slowly to the bed and sorted out the clothes that had been neatly folded for a while.

... He felt that Zhan Chen must have fallen asleep.

One thousand experience points for one sleep card, and he bought 99 cards in one go. No matter how strong the will is, he should still be able to sleep about the same.

Yu Tang blinked calmly.

The desk lamp lowered its head, and under the dim and warm light, the little light group gently lifted a corner of the quilt and sneaked in silently.

Zhan Chen was lying on his side, his eyes were closed steadily, his breathing and heartbeat were calm and steady.

Xiao Guangtuan quietly opened his collar a little.

The temperature on Zhan Chen's body was different from what he remembered. In the past, Zhan Chen had been resisting the procedure, his body was very cold, and his heartbeat was shallower and faster than now.

Zhan Chen never told him these things, but Zhan Chen didn't know that, in fact, during those nights, he didn't lie on the sofa and play games all the time.

Yu Tang touched Tie Zhanchen's forehead.

The light from the desk lamp was partially swallowed by him, and the cabin became a little darker.

The cotton in the quilt has completed particle exchange in the humble aurora, and the cotton in the inner core has been replaced with warm light, becoming light and soft, like a cloud that can give people good dreams.

The warm little Guangtuan knew the way, rolled up in the quilt, pressed against Zhanchen's heart, and fell asleep in a blink of an eye.