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"She's calm, meticulous, and has the best overall perspective!"

Gu's answer was crisp and decisive; this was a result that the four of them had already discussed.

Deep Blue offered no comment, shifting his attention to the fourth group.

"Hazy Claw, your team?"

Hazha, holding a game console in his hand, didn't even look up when he heard this.

"No captain~"

The training ground fell silent for a moment.

"I disagree with any of the three of them being the team leader, so—there is no team leader!"

The Claw spoke in a calm tone, and the three people in the fourth group all looked rather grim, but no one dared to speak.

Deep Blue glanced at Hazha for two seconds, then turned his gaze to the first group without asking any further questions.

"A bee doctor?"

The bee doctor yawned and rubbed his eyes.

"Wells~" he said, giving his name.

In the first group, a lean, muscular young white man puffed out his chest.

Zhang Zhao glanced at him.

Wells ranks fifth in overall quality among this batch of prospective operators, second only to Red Wolf, Uluru, Dragon, and Luna.

He doesn't talk much, but he's always very thorough in training; he's a reliable person.

Deep Blue withdrew his gaze and looked at everyone again.

"Captain is not a title, but a responsibility!"

"On the battlefield, a captain's words can save your life or kill you."

"So—if you think your captain isn't good enough, say so now!"

No one spoke.

Deep Blue waited five seconds and then nodded.

"Okay, since no one brought it up, let's settle on this."

He turned around and looked at the Gu.

Gu nodded and took a step forward, holding a tablet in his hand.

Today's content is simple—3V3 live-action combat!

As soon as she finished speaking, the atmosphere in the training field instantly became tense.

"rule--"

Gu raised three fingers.

"First, no live ammunition allowed; use marking rounds instead! Second, no intentional attacks on vital organs! Third—"

She paused for a moment, her gaze sweeping over everyone.

"The losing team will be responsible for cleaning the entire training base today."

A few low shouts rang out in the training field.

"The entire base?" Uluru groaned. "Wouldn't that mean cleaning up until midnight?"

"So—don't lose~" Gu's lips curled up slightly.

Deep Blue dragged two large metal boxes out from the corner of the training field.

The lid popped open, revealing neatly stacked modified training firearms inside.

The gun has a blue label on the side, and the magazine is filled with marking rounds.

When it hits a person, it leaves a noticeable mark of paint, making it both safe and easy to determine if it hits.

"Send one person from each group to collect the equipment!" Gu said.

Luna walked towards the metal box, picked up three M7 combat rifles and six magazines, then turned and walked back.

"The first match—" Gu's voice rang out, "Group 1 versus Group 4!"

The training ground was quiet for a moment, then hushed discussions began.

Red Wolf stretched his neck and glanced at Uluru and Aiden.

Uluru grinned, while Aiden remained expressionless, but his eyes were already locked on the other side.

The three people in the fourth group exchanged glances, but no one spoke.

"Get ready!" Gu pointed to both sides of the training ground.

The two groups of people walked to opposite ends of the training field.

In the center of the training field, a simple CQB area had been set up in advance using movable bunkers.

Several low walls about waist-high, a few oil drums, the wreckage of a scrapped armored vehicle, and some scattered shipping containers.

The venue wasn't large, about 100 meters square, but it was enough for two groups of people to move around.

"The rules are simple—" Deep Blue stood at the edge of the field, arms crossed.

"The first group to be completely wiped out loses! There's no time limit, no round limit! Once it starts, everything is up to you!"

Red Wolf crouched behind a low wall, his gaze sweeping across the area.

Uluru was crouching to his right, and Aiden to his left.

"Uluru, you go in the middle!"

Red Wolf's voice was very low.

"Aiden, you go on the right wing, I'll go on the left wing. Keep your distance and don't break apart."

Uluru nodded, and Aiden didn't speak, but just tilted his head slightly to indicate that he had heard.

"The fact that the other side has no captain means that they lack unified command."

Red Wolf continued,

"This is our advantage! The three of them will most likely fight their own battles."

"We'll use that against us—concentrate our firepower on one and take them out; the remaining two are just scattered rabble!"

"Which one should we attack first?" Uluru asked.

Red Wolf peered through the crack at the other side.

Deep Blue shouted "Start!" and the three people on the other side had already spread out.

"Shoot the one that's coming closer!"

Red Wolf's gaze locked onto the reserve operator who was making positioning moves.

"His positioning was too reckless; he didn't realize he was out of sync with the team, making him the easiest target!"

"Roger that!" Uluru mounted his M250 general-purpose machine gun on the low wall. "Don't move, I'll fire a burst at him!"

Red Wolf held down the barrel of his gun.

"Marking rounds aren't live ammunition. Whether you hit anything with this burst is another matter, but it will definitely expose our position."

Uluru paused for a moment, then asked, "What should we do?"

Red Wolf uttered two words, "Wait until he gets close, then attack!"

On the other side of the field, the fourth group.

The three had no names, only code names—at least Zhang Zhao didn't know their names.

However, on his Relink brain-computer interface thermal image, three dots were slowly moving.

One is behind the container, motionless.

One was under the armored vehicle, also stationary.

Another one is moving towards the three Red Wolves—

Zhang Zhao narrowed his eyes.

That moving point of light was really wild.

Without teammates to cover them or any cover to rely on, they just ran straight to the left flank.

"This guy's done for," Wei Long said in a low voice as he squatted down next to Zhang Zhao.

The words had barely left his mouth—

"Da da da—"

The sound of M7 gunfire erupted from the left flank of the field.

Three marking bullets, two to the chest, and one to the head.

The blue paint exploded on his face, making it particularly eye-catching.

"First group, hit one enemy!" Gu's voice drifted in from outside the arena.

The prepared operator who was hit stood frozen in place, but he didn't say anything. He raised his hands to indicate that he was leaving and turned to walk to the edge of the field.

"Damn it—" came a low curse from under the armored vehicle.

The light spot behind the container suddenly moved, peeking out from behind cover and firing a burst of bullets in the direction of Red Wolf.

The marker bullet hit the low wall, splashing up a cloud of blue powder.

Red Wolf shrank back as a bullet flew over his head.

"The second one is behind the container!"

He whispered, "Uluru, suppress him! Aiden, flank him from the right!"

Uluru mounted the M250 on the low wall and pulled the trigger—

"Da da da—"

The firepower of the general-purpose machine gun came into play at this moment, with marking rounds being poured wildly onto the container.

Regardless of whether it hits or not, this firepower is terrifying!

The reserve agents behind the container ducked back, not daring to show themselves.

Zhang Zhao squatted on the sidelines, and on the Relink brain-computer interface's heat map, Aiden began to move rapidly!

He was very fast, but he made too much noise!

At the same time, the reserve operator under the armored vehicle also moved!

"Oh no!"

Zhang Zhao said in a low voice,

Wei Long glanced at him, but before he could ask anything, a gunshot rang out.

"boom--"

Single shot, clean and efficient!

The marking bullet hit Aiden squarely in the face!

Aiden's body stiffened abruptly. He touched his face, cursed, and turned to walk towards the edge of the field.

"First group, one member lost!" Gu's voice drifted in from outside the arena.

A few low shouts rang out from the sidelines of the training field.

"Hold--"

Uluru cursed, and Red Wolf crouched behind the low wall, his brows furrowed.

He didn't rush to get up, but instead glanced at the spot where Aiden had been hit, and then at the angle of the shot fired by the man under the armored vehicle.

"Quick reaction!"

Red Wolf said in a low voice, his gaze falling on the underside of the armored vehicle.

That vehicle was a scrapped armored personnel carrier, with its chassis about forty centimeters off the ground.

Red Wolf did not hesitate.

He suddenly fell to his side, his body pressed against the ground, his gun pointed at the bottom of the armored vehicle.

A pair of boots came into view.

"Got you!"

Red Wolf pulls the trigger.

"Bang, bang, bang—"

Three marking rounds were fired, two hitting the ankle and one hitting the calf!

"First group, another hit!"

The sound of the Gu rang out again.

"The fourth group has lost two members, leaving one person."

A round of applause erupted from the training field!

Zhang Zhao pursed his lips.

Good guy!

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