The guide is full of force

With so many people watching, Lin Fu believed that he would not be able to get rid of that face and drive him away.

Enter the cockpit after bowing.

He sat quietly in the cockpit, pressed the console with his palm, and linked his mental power with the mecha.

The perspective of the mech can catch everyone on the ground.

The noisy chatter in the venue gradually subsided, and everyone stared intently at the black lacquered mech, trying to find traces of movement from somewhere.

Lin Fu closed his eyes in the cockpit, counting down the clock in his mind.

For about half a minute, the mech remained motionless.

The sentinel, who was expecting a miracle, gave up struggling and compromised: "After all, he is a guide, and besides, he has no mental power, so how can he pilot a battle mech?"

"In case he cries when he comes out later, should we coax him?"

"Who will go? Be careful that the principal beats you! Although the little beauty will control himself not to do it, he can still punch you one by one."

The scar on Karl's face twisted: "What's the noise! ​​Be quiet! If you are in a hurry, go and train me!"

The young sentries around were suddenly as quiet as chickens.

Bazel also looked at the mech with a little regret.

This month, he has seen the child's diligence.However, the physique of the guide and the sentinel is a natural barrier after all, it is difficult to work hard...

difficult……

The mech's fingers moved slightly.

The idea in Bazel's mind died halfway, and he stared at the mech's palm supporting the ground.

Carl noticed something and turned his head immediately.

In front of a huge mech, no matter how powerful a human being is, he is as small and fragile as an ant.

The pitch-black steel giant propped itself on the ground with one hand, slowly got up, raised his footsteps and stepped across the circle formed by the crowd. After walking a few steps, he slowly lowered his head, as if examining the tiny human body on the ground.

This is what happens every day on the training ground.

Countless mecha giants will run and fight with each other, and their actions are far more intense and eye-catching than these few calm steps.

But the person driving inside is now a guide, so the feeling is completely different.

Karl stared blankly at the pitch-black mecha, wanting to look at the people inside through layers of dense gold, and know what he was thinking.

He asked: "Bazel, when will he be able to drive the mecha?"

Bazel was much more shocked than him: "I don't know."

Carl exhaled heavily, and strode away with his hands behind his back. Before Bazel asked what to do next, a faint voice came: "Take him to go through the rest of the procedures, and train with this year's first-year freshmen. You are in charge. .”

Bazel saluted immediately: "Yes!"

When Lin Fu jumped out of the cockpit, Carl was nowhere to be seen.

But when he heard Karl's words when he was in the mecha, he completely let go of his heart, and his expression eased a lot.

Bazel strode closer and wanted to pat him on the shoulder, but he slapped him halfway and turned abruptly: "You are very good! Principal, you will officially start training with the first grade in the future, but you have already had half a year of classes." If you fall, you need to work harder, you know?"

Lin Fu nodded: "Don't worry, I will catch up."

Bazel became more and more satisfied, and he asked again: "By the way, when did you learn to pilot a mecha? Why haven't I seen you pilot it successfully?"

Lin Fu: "Maybe I got used to the feeling of driving a mech."

His statement will not be able to find out the problem for a while, and the instructor did not think about it, and led him to go through the whole set of admission procedures.

All the way with the students full of buttocks.

"Teacher, which class does the new student go to?"

"Come to class B5, hehehe, everyone will take good care of the guide."

"Let's go! Of course it's class C9. Our class has the slowest progress and the lowest intensity. How can the guide adapt to the training intensity when going to other classes?"

A group of little bastards were making a lot of noise and making Bazel a headache. He turned around and kicked over without warning. The sentinel who was so noisy couldn't pay attention, and was kicked straight. He covered his butt and yelled, "Teacher, what are you doing?" Well, kick me!"

Bazel sneered: "Believe it or not, I can not only kick you, but also whip you!"

He shouted: "Go back to me!"

Seeing that he was really angry, the group of people left in despair.

Lin Fu followed Bazel into the Academic Affairs Office. When going through the formalities, the person in charge looked at Lin Fu repeatedly. It was unbelievable that he would not think about applying for the military academy after being a good guide.

After he entered the basic information, he asked Lin Fu to follow him indoors to enter all the genetic and iris information. It was a little awkward when he finally entered his mental body information.

Lin Fu said frankly, "I don't."

It was only after the person in charge made the express report that he remembered what Lin Ling was famous for, and he appeared in front of the entire interstellar people.

He looked at Lin Fu apologetically, intending to apologize for his offense, but found that Lin Fu didn't care.

Whether he has a spiritual body or not doesn't matter to him.

It's not like a guide at all.If the other guides don't have a spiritual body, even if they don't lose their temper when they are mentioned, they will feel sad and sad, and they will always be a little emotional.

Lin Fu's back felt hairy after being watched by him, and asked politely: "Teacher, are you all right?"

"Okay, okay, all the permissions will be opened in two hours. Have you decided which class to enter? My suggestion is class C9. The course arrangement is relatively easier than other classes. Most of the sentries in it are not from the future. For the purpose of going to the battlefield..."

Lin Fu agreed: "Okay."

The person in charge who still intends to continue persuading: "...?"

that's all?It's so easy to agree, and stop being stubborn with him?

"Then...you can go back with Teacher Bazel, and we will arrange other things."

Lin Fu nodded his thanks and left briskly.

good mood.

The classes of the Artemis Military Academy are based on a graded elimination system. The most powerful and outstanding military cadets are in class A1, and the worst eliminated are in class C9.This kind of elimination and classification system lasted until the fourth grade. There was a big training once a month, and the results of the monthly training plus the results of the usual training determined the final class placement.

It seems very cruel. Everyone, every day, is facing the pressure of being assigned to a bad shift.But this is the most rational way. Only when the classification is clear and the most capable people go to the front line can the chance of each soldier dying be reduced and the most powerful combat power can be preserved to fight against the Zerg.

By the fifth grade, people in class C will leave the military academy and go to the branch school to learn other skills and prepare for entering the society in the future. Classes A and B can continue to train, and classes will be fixed instead of divided into classes, so as to cultivate the spirit of unity and cooperation among military school students.

Therefore, no matter what class Lin Fu chooses now, it will have little impact.

His current physique can't keep up with the training intensity of classes A and B. It's better to start from C9 and adapt to the training intensity step by step.

The planning regulations in his mind are so clear that the system squatting in his mind can't help but pop up: [Host, please don't forget your mission. 】

Lin Fu: "..." Almost.

The system is about to get angry: "Training in a military academy has no chance of saving people. Even if the host wants to strengthen his physique, he must also strengthen his energy."

Lin Fu: "I know. From now on, I will take regular leave every month to try."

Lin Fu suddenly became curious: "The person you rescued last time, you said that he is not an ordinary person, and he has much more energy than ordinary people. What are the classification rules? Are military school students considered ordinary people?"

Seeing that he was finally worried about the task, the system replied earnestly: "Most of the sentinels in class A will have relatively enough energy, but only a little. The most abundant is your principal. In fact, your hair is not bad, no better than A The energy of the sentinel is low, and he will definitely be an excellent guide in the future. He also has a future, so the host..."

Lin Fu: "Oh."

Lin Fu: "Very powerful."

The system took the opportunity: "So the host..."

Lin Fu: "I think we can go out now, maybe we can bump into someone who suddenly collapsed to the ground."

system:"……"

Lin Fu really asked the instructor for a leave of absence, and wandered out of the school gate.

On the way, I met two sentinels and saw him heading towards the school gate. After learning that he could ask for leave to go out, tears of envy flowed down the corners of his mouth.

Lin Fu didn't have a specific plan in mind where he was going, so he asked Shang Jiarui to come out to meet him.

Knowing that he really stayed in the military academy, Shang Jiarui wanted to get into his head and see what the hell he was thinking!

How can a guide go to a school full of sentries and want to go to the front line! ?

That's the job of the sentry, okay?

Lin Fu knew that he couldn't figure it out for a while, and didn't expect him to think it through in a short time.It's just that as the original owner's only friend who treats him sincerely, and the only friend he can trust so far, Lin Fu doesn't mind telling him part of his decision.

To his surprise, Shang Jiarui accepted it much faster than he expected.

After he finished yelling, he was suddenly discouraged. Seeing Lin Fu's unmoved appearance, he sat back on the sofa and took a big sip with his juice cup in his arms: "Forget it, it's fine for you to be like this now, maybe it's not like that It's the best choice."

Lin Fu raised his eyebrows: "Why did it change again?"

Shang Jiarui glanced at him: "What can I do? I'll tell your principal not to accept you, or tell the Lin family that you're crazy and want to be a soldier?"

Shang Jiarui: "The Lin family doesn't want to care about you. I know a little bit about these things. It doesn't matter if you have to go to a military academy, at least those sentries won't bully you."

After he finished speaking, he suddenly woke up: "No! It's full of sentries! Be careful, if you meet a hooligan, you must tell your teacher and let them punish him severely!"

Lin Fu laughed: "They dare not."

Shang Jiarui gave him a supercilious look, only thinking that his mind is no longer clear, and talking now is pure fart.

Before leaving, he bought a lot of anti-wolf props, regardless of whether Lin Futong agreed or not, he forced them into his storage bracelet.

Lin Fu looked at the occupied storage space, and then recalled his savings, somewhat wanting to beat someone up.

After the two parted, and it was still a long time before dark, Lin Fu searched on the optical brain for a while, and took a star trail to wander along the imperial capital star, seeing the customs and customs.

The passengers got off one after another, and there was only one person left in the last carriage with him.

The man was dressed in black, with a pair of decorative glasses hanging on his face. He was a very ordinary-looking middle-aged man.

He got up and walked towards Lin Fu.

Lin Fu didn't know why his hairs were standing on end all of a sudden. He suddenly looked out of the window and stared at the man's movements, and his muscles gradually tensed up.

Gaze around his glasses, let the system try to detect his face.