Chapter 46 Burn One's Boats

On the battlefield, the importance of battlefield scanners to armored troops was finally fully recognized by armored infantry. Different from the tactical infantry of scattered sand, the execution of armored infantry is quite strong. If the armored infantry wanted to fight against the legion-level battlefield scanner in Chu Jungui's hands, they also had to have the legion-level battlefield scanner. The problem of money is easy to solve. 500,000 is a big number for individuals, but it is nothing for the collective. The armored infantrymen who are not bad for money even scraped together one million on the spot, and they bought two if they wanted.

   Level 7 authority is not too difficult. Among the armored infantry, there is no shortage of people from aristocratic backgrounds. Even if the students do not have the authority, there are always people in the family. The muscle instructor even directly found a deputy dean, who specially approved a seventh-level authority that could only be used three times. All is ready except for the opportunity. The representative of the armored infantry loaded the permissions, prepared the funds in the account, and smeared oil on the muscles to show the lines, and he went straight to the logistics department. But he never expected that as soon as he arrived at the equipment exchange office, he encountered a head-on sap: out of stock.

The representative of the    armored infantry clearly remembered that there were three legion-level terrain scanners in the warehouse last night, why are they out of stock now? At this time, a student next to him whispered: "I have a cousin who works in the warehouse. He just told me that there are indeed three scanners on the shelf."

  The representative of the armored infantry immediately protested: "Isn't there three more units in the warehouse? Why did you tell me that they were out of stock?"

The teller at the    exchange office was expressionless, and said in a voice with almost no cadence: "The system shows that there is no stock, that is, it is out of stock. It is useless to have stock in the warehouse."

   "You!" The representative of the armored infantry was speechless with anger. In this kind of quarrel that doesn't require muscles, he is no match for the logistics department teller.

   No matter how much he argues, the teller insists that the system is out of stock. A student next to him had an idea, "The legion-level ones are out of stock, so the first-class army-level ones are always in stock, right?"

   The teller was obviously a little surprised. After a long time, he reluctantly checked the system, and after a long time, he said, "200,000 units."

   The student shouted, "Yesterday it was 100,000!"

   The teller smiled and said, "You said it too, it was yesterday."

The    representative showed extraordinary determination at this time, waved his hand, and said, "I want three!"

  Other students understand that if they want to buy from other channels, it may take several days of work. Every day, one class failed the assessment. The next day, three military-level battlefield scanners entered the training ground. This time, Chu Jungui's scanner could only interfere, not suppress. Although the image was a little blurry and distorted from time to time, the armored infantry saw the full panorama of the battlefield for the first time, and the excitement was like a blind man regaining his sight.

  The armored infantry still had to close the distance with Chu Jungui's curved firepower. However, in this battle, all the top students in the armored infantry were playing, so the muscles were extremely swollen, and the chariots were driving extremely fiercely. Since Chu Jungui arrived at the No. 33 training ground, it was the first time that more than ten chariots rushed into the range.

   Then they saw that Chu Jungui was not fighting alone. Around his chariot, there were three other chariots of the Blue Army guarding him. Moreover, these three chariots did not consider combat at all, and they were dedicated to acting as movable bunkers and obstacles, blocking and dividing the enemy for Chu Jungui, and also blocking guns at critical moments. And then no more.

  Chu Jungui's ultimate tactics finally appeared. He used all the chariots and auxiliary vehicles of the Blue Army as bunkers, and his chariots shuttled back and forth between them, like ghosts, but the artillery shells shot the attacking chariots into beams of light with great precision. At this point, the armored infantry finally understood that Chu Jungui's level of chariots had already thrown them out of the 18th Street. But they were not discouraged. Instead, they were high-spirited. The muscular men clamored day and night to go to the training ground to teach Chu Jungui to be a good man, and then be taught how to be a man the next day.

  The students have high fighting spirit, but the instructors are in another world. If this goes on, isn't the armored infantry going to take the blame for the tactical infantry? Therefore, under the motion of the Armored Infantry Department, the senior management of the academy held an emergency meeting. At the meeting, the director of the Armored Infantry Department insisted that Chu Jungui be removed from the No. 33 training ground.

   Lieutenant Colonel Hu just asked casually, "Where to move him?"

  The meeting room was suddenly silent. When Chu Jungui was at the No. 31 training ground, he showed unparalleled machine gun shooting skills, which made the tactical infantry miserable. He finally arrived at the training ground No. 33, and transformed himself into a chariot ace. The armored infantry wanted to take the opportunity to teach him a lesson, but now he was taught to die.

   All in all, Chu Jungui is a disaster right now. After leaving the No. 33 training ground, where can he put him? Sky training ground? What if this guy still starts a fighter jet? What is certain is that now no one wants Chu Jungui to appear on their own training ground as the Blues.

   Just when the atmosphere was awkward, the director of the tactical infantry broke the silence: "He can go anywhere except training ground 31."

   Everyone woke up and answered immediately:

   "No. 45 training ground will not work."

   "Neither the 21st."

   "It can't be the sky training ground anyway."

  …

   The corner of Lieutenant Colonel Hu's mouth drooped, and he said, "It seems that the only place he can stay is training ground No. 33."

   "I object!" The armored infantry chief was furious.

   "No objection." This time the others were surprisingly unanimous.

   Over the business school, a shuttle flew slowly and landed on a small square in the corner of the college. The rotor of the shuttle stopped, the hatch opened, and a dark silver step ladder stretched out from below, extending to the ground. In the small square, a group of people already greeted him. In the center was an old man with silver hair. Behind him, Meng Jianghu was standing in the line.

   From the cabin door, the first thing sticking out is a pair of slender straight legs, and there is no crease on the white trousers. The same white high-heeled boots stepped on the gangway, like stepping on the heart of every straight man of steel.

   As she descended the gangway, the clean-lined top, the straight neck, and the chiseled cheeks emerged from the shadows one by one. Although a pair of wide sunglasses covered half of her face, and she had cut short and capable hair, it did not hide her thrilling beauty.

   As soon as she appeared, the surrounding temperature seemed to drop a little. That murderous aura was enough to keep all admirers from a thousand miles away. When she got off the shuttle, a few attendants walked out of the cabin, all dressed in dark silver uniforms, expressionless, and even their eyes were hidden behind sunglasses.

   The white-haired old man smiled, greeted him, and said, "I didn't expect you to come to our remote place."

The corners of her mouth curved upward, and a faint smile appeared, and she said, "Father still mentions you from time to time. This time I happened to pass by Xinzheng, so I came to see you and see the preparations for the year-end performance by the way. ."

The old man sighed and said, "It's been so many years, it's rare that your father still remembers me. Although my academy is simple, we will definitely do our best for the year-end show. Whatever you want to see, whatever you say, I will do it. arrange."

   The cool and capable beautiful officer said, "Okay, I'll stay here for two days."

   "No problem." The old man looked at the unremarkable shuttle behind her and asked, "So do you need a code name or another name this time?"

  The beautiful officer said: "No need, just use Lin Xi."

   "Okay, no problem." The old man instructed the people behind him to apply for the highest level pass for Lin Xi. As long as the electronic pass is loaded on the identity chip, Lin Xi can freely enter and leave any place in the academy.

   At this moment, in a dormitory building not far away, a group of burly and muscular men suddenly rushed out. They ran out of the dormitory building at a sprint speed of 100 meters, and in the blink of an eye, they were assembled on the square in front of the building. An instructor strode to the front of the queue, his eyes were like electricity, his voice was like thunder, and he shouted: "Today's battle, there is no way to retreat, only by breaking the boat, you can kill a way out of the impossible! Are you afraid?"

   Hundreds of macho men roared in unison, their voices reaching the sky: "Don't be afraid!!"

   On the square, the white-haired old man and the senior management of the academy were a little stunned, wondering how these students could be so generous to die. This is a business school, there is no danger to life, right?

  Lin Xi smiled lightly and said, "The morale is good."

   The instructor's volume increased by dozens of decibels and roared: "Remember what we're going to do?!"

   All the men roared in unison: "Tread the training ground and capture Chu Jun alive!"

  The instructor finally smiled and said, "Very good! Get in the car, let's go!"

   All the macho men roared away.

  Lin Xi was a little interested, and asked, "Who is Chu Jungui?" A female attendant next to him immediately searched, and then handed over a light screen with photos and life stories of Chu Jungui.

  Lin Xi took over the screen and read silently. Her eyes were hidden behind her sunglasses, and no one could see the change in her expression.

   She looked at it very slowly, and after a while, she returned the light screen to her entourage. There was a hint of coldness in her voice, and she said, "Arrange it. Tomorrow's assessment, I will be on the attacking side."