A Weird Theater That Started In London

On Thursday, the weather was fine.

After a day's rest, Lu Li and the others ushered in a new class, called gun modification.

And the anatomy class the day before yesterday really brought a deep psychological shadow to everyone in the elite class. Until now, there are still some people who are pale and have no appetite to eat.

Going to have a supper tonight?

As soon as Pan Ming walked out of the dormitory, he saw Lu Li and Duke, and immediately stepped forward to extend an invitation.

Okay, I guess this class shouldn't be so bloody... Lu Li paused, then guessed, Maybe it's about some knowledge about firearms?

After dying twice in a row, Duke, an optimist, was a little terrified: Hey, I think it's better not to overestimate how weird the school is.

No poisonous milk. After speaking, Pan Ming shrugged and emphasized again: Trust my hunch, these two classes are absolutely easy.

In this way, the three walked and chatted, and soon arrived at the teaching building, but the empty classroom showed that they were the only class among the seven classes that were arranged to attend classes at night.

However, what surprised Lu Li the most was that the teaching assistant Bai Xiao was not late. When some people saw him standing on the podium with a smile, their complexions instantly turned pale again.

Don't be nervous, my anatomy class is only next week. I came so late mainly to take you to the gun modification class.

After finishing the words, Bai Xiao silently counted the number of people, and after confirming that no one was absent, he said directly: Let's go to class!

Hello teaching assistant!

Everyone, including Lu Li, couldn't help raising their voices when they heard that there was no damn anatomy class tonight.

Boom!

Spotlights flicker.

This kind of scene has seen a lot, and it doesn't feel new. The people shrouded in white light patiently waited for their sight to return to normal.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the gun modification class started on time.

A tall and strong black-faced man in a camouflage uniform came to the front of the line.

Duke leaned over to Lu Li and asked with a surprised face, Dude, isn't this Wu Wei, the assistant teacher from Class 5? Why did you come to teach us?

I don't know, maybe the other seniors are busy with their own affairs. Lu Li shook his head.

In fact, their time in this school is not too short. Needless to say, they have experienced some things first-hand:

For example, there are no teachers that most people recognize here, and all teaching work is done by seniors.

For another example, apart from the class, there is no one to see other than the freshmen. Those seniors and sisters seem to be living in legends.

At this time, Wu Wei said in a dry voice: Be quiet, everyone.

Although some students know me, please be patient and listen to me introduce myself.

I am your firearms class teacher, and I am also a teaching assistant for Class 5, from my junior year.

This month's teaching task is to familiarize you with common modern firearms, so that everyone has a clear understanding of them before the second monthly exam.

Wu Wei looked around at the crowd, and his words were resolute, which made people feel serious.

However, Lu Li and Duke, who had seen him violently suppress the rioters after the placement test, felt that this guy seemed to be strong on the outside but on the inside.

Is the freshman elite class really so important?

It turned out that these seniors with unfathomable strength must be cautious.

While the two were communicating in low voices, Pan Ming's voice came:

You know him?

This senior, no, what's the teacher's name? He didn't say it.

Wu Wei, whose hearing is different from ordinary people, naturally heard this muttering, coughed a few times to cover up his embarrassment, and then said: Let's go to class first, and the rest will be done after the teaching tasks are completed.

After the words fell, the surrounding environment began to change, and everyone felt dazed again.

After a while.

Lu Li was surprised to find that his clothes had changed: a tactical vest, a double-hole hood, and long camouflage pants.

Is this going to war again?

The next moment, he saw Duke and Pan Ming next to him. The outfits of the two should be the same as his own, and there was an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Isn't this a counter-strike?

The voice came from behind.

Immediately afterwards, someone replied: This picture seems to be Burning Sand Castle 2... I haven't played it for a long time.

At this time, an electronic notification sounded in the ears, verifying the guess of the two people.

【Game: Counter-Strike】

【Map: DUST II】

[Mode: Blasting]

【5V5】

A 30-round 16-win system is adopted, with 15 rounds in the first and second halves, and a team switch in the middle. The winning team members will share 1,000 learning points equally.

You have two minutes to plan your tactics and buy equipment.

Now start the timer!

Obviously, Pan Ming guessed it right. This firearm modification class is very easy. You only need to understand the performance of firearms through actual combat.

However, when Wu Wei said that the winner will be rewarded, the competition and gunpowder of the game instantly increased countless times.

In school, learning points means money, which can be exchanged for everything.

Once the team wins, each member will receive a reward of 200 learning points.

Definitely a lot!

Taking a monthly exam is time-consuming and labor-intensive, and the rewards are not fixed, but you can get so many learning points in one class, even in Lu Li's eyes, this is a good deal.

I am familiar with this map. I can draw it with my eyes closed. Why don't you follow my instructions?

Duke turned his head to look at the two strangers. Although they were from the same class, they really had no connection with each other. After all, they were divided into classes once a month, so talking about friendship was absolutely nonsense.

Can.

One of them nodded.

And the taller person next to him didn't refuse, just said: I know you too, but as long as I can win, I can listen to your command.

Four eyes fell on Lu Li.

Don't count on me. Lu Li said with a helpless smile, To be honest, I've only watched others play a few times, and I'm not familiar with the terrain at all.

Game Xiaobai. Pan Ming said concisely.

Well, I hope that none of the people on the opposite side have been exposed to this game. Wang Liqiang held back the disappointment in his heart, and said: My name is Wang Li, and I am good at using various rifles. I used the StG-44 on the battlefield in Arnhem Assault rifles killed twenty-three German soldiers.

Jiang Sheng, close combat is good, and he knows some types of firearms.

The slightly taller man paused, and said in a deep voice, Come on, no one wants to get the two hundred learning points that are almost free, right?

I never hold back.

Pan Ming's words were full of determination. Although he was not familiar with the terrain, he was confident in his own strength.

Any position is fine. Lu Li knew that he couldn't keep a low profile at this time, pointed to Duke and Pan Ming, and reminded, The three of us have been staying in the elite class.

Sure enough, after he finished speaking, Jiang Sheng and Wang Li's expressions were solemn, and they stopped talking, patiently waiting for Duke to make tactical arrangements.