Chapter 014 Limit

"You mean, this child almost made you speechless?"

"I didn't say that, but his sudden question really made me unable to give him a reasonable answer in a short time... His brain turned too fast."

"It's interesting, but do you think he's right?"

"Of course, if it is a real war, there are no rules to restrain him, not to mention my negligence in this aspect - he always treats everything rigorously."

"It's a good thing that he can notice what we can't pay attention to and what we don't care about - not everyone can do it."

"So, he already has the qualifications of a leader in some aspects."

"Unfortunately, he is not old enough, and the army will not charge because he says 'I think I can charge', and they will all charge without hesitation."

"Are you going to carry out the next training?"

"Of course, this practice is over for him. He performed well, but let's not forget that he is an excellent soldier as a commander and a general rather than a soldier who leads soldiers to charge. One year of training is enough for him. I'm glad that he can be lonely again.

"You should let him take a break. The day and night are endless. He is already tired both physically and mentally, close to the limit of collapse."

"I will consider it. But now is an important moment to tap all his potential - I have never seen such a talented person, but God knows where his limits are - the only thing we can do is to be ruthless. Loneliness will make him master the pattern and gain power.

"I hope this is the last time."

"There will be no more after this test. But before that, I will arrange the most powerful opponent for him to oppress his limits.

Where are you going to mobilization these opponents?"

"These? No, no, it's just one. Except for the previous dozen officers, I plan to let Lieutenant General Zhao Jin, the deputy commander of the Fifth Fleet of the Alliance, play with him in person.

"Is it the former general staff of the recent regional anti-insurgency operation?"

"That's him."

"He is really smart and has rich practical experience, but I'm afraid he doesn't have time to play this game, right?"

"There will be. I will tell him that the opponent arranged for him was another excellent ' general' in the army, and he would definitely be interested in participating in the era of lack of war.

"Hey, not to mention that this game is getting more and more interesting. I'm really curious about how long he can last under Zhao Jin."

"Expect him to be unexpected."

Since the end of the last drill, Huo Xiu has rested for several days.

The sergeant did not give him any more training tasks, and he was puzzled, because others were still carrying out other aspects of complex training, such as tactical cooperation, raids, assassination, orbital airborne and so on. To this day, the sergeant found him, but announced that he had been out of the sea of suffering.

"shir, are you sure I am qualified?" He asked. The sergeant stood in front of him, and the terminal in his hand showed the arrangement for Huo Xiu above.

"That's what the superior arranged." The sergeant said blankly, "As long as you complete all the games of the virtual game, you can finish all the training here."

"What about them?"

"They still need three to four years of training." The sergeant said, "I am responsible for turning them into excellent soldiers before I really hand them over to you."

The sergeant didn't say much, so he turned around and left here.

But without the uninterrupted training, Huo Xiu felt free at first, but two or three days later, he actually felt uncomfortable all over. I'm afraid he is used to those trainings. When this becomes an instinct, he always needs them wherever he is.

He was surprised by his idea, but it is undeniable that after a year of training, his physical fitness has been beyond imagination.

It's just that he has some trouble in other aspects.

In the virtual game world, his schedule suddenly becomes tight, every day, and day and night. If he wants to catch up with the top few places and win the first place, he must win more and lose less. That is to say, it is better for him to be present in every game.

He guessed that this was another task, and the criterion for completing was to get the first place, but when he met those opponents who started with "ASC", he always felt that in their battle, many aspects of strategy would be expected by them. After being seen through, he met their unexpected attack.

He could still win with difficulty at first, but later, he felt that he had become dull, but the enemy was still so smart and flexible, as if he were on a changeable battlefield. He could only be a nobody to bear fate. He was working hard and time passed day by day.

His battle has changed. Except for those opponents whose code name begins with "ASC", there has been no other names in the schedule. He knew that it was deliberately arranged by someone - waiting for him to defeat everything, and he also did what they wanted.

But on the battlefield, the fleet he controlled is no longer the original fleet, more than a dozen, but thousands - he needs his brain to give instructions to control the operation of each formation. There are too many, but robots can always execute his orders well.

If it is human beings who control the warship at this time, I'm afraid he has failed - but he doesn't have time to think too much about this. The enemy is cunning and treacherous, and will not give him any moment to breathe at all. As long as something is exposed, he will always lose dozens or even hundreds of warships.

In this regard, he must be more cunning than the enemy - he randomly organized the fleet into multiple squadrons, then let some useless transport ships hide in it, and finally launched an attack on the enemy. The enemy is sometimes fooled, but many times, and the enemy also has a solution to deal with it. He must rethink more effective methods.

Pretense, retreat, avoid one side, then retreat, timace, and keep playing this kind of "cat-and-mouse" game. His life has become extremely monotonous. When there is no schedule, if he is not lying ** sleeping, he will stay in the virtual world and stay in the hall. But obviously for a longer time in the virtual world, it became more and more difficult for him to sleep. When night came, he closed his eyes and was full of broken warships. The sound of disappearing in the communicator and scenes of explosions finally engulfed him.

A few weeks later, he began to realize that this was wrong. Although the schedule is still tight, he also took time to train himself - just jogging more than a dozen laps on the playground is also a good thing. He was reluctant to face those cold virtual warehouses, false worlds, and cunning opponents he had never met, but an idea of "not giving up" supported him.

His tactics began to change, and sometimes he would let some small fleets play a fatal role in order to gain the opportunity to delay the enemy and gain time for himself. In the explosions, he became numb. One day, he asked himself in a dream, what if those warships were full of living people? He woke up and the nightmare made him soaked.

He went to the bathroom and took a towel. When facing himself in the mirror, he couldn't believe that this was himself - his blue eyes seemed to have become dim, his eyes were obviously black circles, his hair had grown a lot, and his beard on his chin still had no time to deal with it.

But when he entered the virtual world, he had to do so again. This is the trick - the trick of victory. Although the nightmare threatens him, he must do so. Without sacrifice, there will be no greater victory. He also won again and again, and his opponent seemed to be amazed and stunned. Anyway, he can't feel anything else. He is lonely in reality. Sometimes he really misses the days when he trained under the sergeant, where there are comrades-in-arms, laughter, and the sergeant commander's ruthless punishment.

But there is nothing here - yes, there are thousands of warships, countless achievements and glory, and a well-known name "No. 5 Huo Xiu".

"He always wins!" Someone said, "Even one person defeated four opponents, more than four times the strength of his own side."

"When will he lose?"

"He won't lose!"

When he listened, he even hoped to hear from them: "He's about to lose!" "He's not a god!" These words, but only people are always full of confidence in him. He is even eager to have a battle that really defeats him, but when he enters the battlefield and plays the role of commander, he can never relax himself. He will do his best to win!

He became more and more calm and silent. At the same time, his method seemed to be more sophisticated. Failure seemed to have been a long time ago for him. He could always meet his opponents, but he would always defeat them. A battle developed from dozens of minutes to a few hours now, even more than ten hours. He supported it and immersed himself in it. , performance is getting better and better.

But at the end of the battle, he always covered his head and wanted to relieve the sudden pain. He didn't know why. He was distressed, but kindness still did not come. "The next game will start in three hours later". The arrangement is getting tighter and tighter. He has played twice today, but he is also used to behind-the-scenes arrangements. The act of rogue.

He lay ** and closed his eyes, but he couldn't sleep. He just took a nap for more than ten minutes, but five hours had passed. The rush almost overwhelmed him, and his study time was reduced to a minimum. While others were resting, he looked at the previous battle videos and tried to find his weakest place to prepare for the next battle. During this period, sometimes he can grasp the way to the enemy and defeat the enemy, but sometimes, he is at a loss by the enemy's unpredictable tactics.

He has turned over all the military books. He strives to absorb the strategies that are useful to him. He is eager to find any trace that can help him. As long as he can defeat the enemy, he will always make unremitting efforts. But because of this, a more rogue move for him reappeared, and the opponent changed from one to two. He didn't know when it was three, but he didn't have time to think about it.

He lay on **, trying to make himself fall asleep. But his sleep quality is getting worse and worse, and his waking time is getting longer and longer. He dares not use sleeping pills because it will affect his brain nerves - he needs enough energy to think and fight.

He often wakes up at night. It was as if someone drove him away in his sleep, forcing him to turn over the most terrible memories. These memories seemed to become real and he lived in them again. It seems that the dream has become real, but the real has turned into a dream. He feels that his reason is slowly disappearing, but he can't feel it at all.

It was horrible. Until one night, when he got up and went to the toilet, he actually found that his clothes were stained with blood. He screamed and ran to the mirror. Somehow, a lot of blood gushed out of his nose, and those scarlet ** looked extremely strange under the light.

On the other hand, his reason has made his losses bigger and bigger. He no longer needs dozens as usual, and the destruction of more than 100 warships is the price of victory. He now gives almost everything he has - the enemy's tricks exposed his strategic loopholes. They are like a group of beasts fighting for food, biting crazily. In the area he exposed, his victory was more like a battle of attrition. Luck influenced his victory, and the tactics no longer had any advantage.

He is comforting himself that people always make mistakes. But comfort does not allow him to adjust to the best state. He has completely lost the original ease. He stared at the position of the leaderboard. Now he is the second, and he only needs the last few rounds to win. He is in urgent need of victory now - he needs to end all this.

In the final countdown, the enemy became stronger and his opponents were more. He didn't have time to think more about why their methods were so sophisticated and vicious. He just reduced the chance of failure as much as possible. The pressure made him completely unable to breathe, while the enemy was more and more, but his troops were getting less and less. The enemy will use several times more troops than him to gather in the rear to prepare tactics, and every step he does seems to be stubborn and "unfair" is obviously written on the game screen, but he doesn't care.

And, what's worse, he found the reason why his troops are getting smaller and smaller - the game is actually a cumulative data, and the losses and surplus of each game are counted in the next game, that is to say, when he lost almost all his troops in the last game, he will hardly have any more troops available in the next game.

Under this pressure, he can't stay rational. He stared at the arrangement of the last game and came up with a crazy idea - he no longer focused on strategy, but devoted himself to defeating his opponents - and he didn't care if the fleet was completely destroyed.

In the last game, the enemy was stronger than ever, and the number was still huge, but he was no longer afraid - he had a coping strategy and put on a position that the enemy had never seen before from the beginning - they even wondered for a while, but Huo Xiu completely followed himself. In the routine, he seems not to see the enemy. In the destruction again and again, he has become a synonym for "madman" in the eyes of others, but he still goes his own way.

The crazy battle ended quickly. When the fragments of Huo Xiu's fleet filled the whole galaxy and the enemy's strength was still extremely strong, his remaining more than 100 warships were on the verge of complete destruction. If he lost this battle, no warships would have offered him - and there was no chance to turn over. .

But the next moment, the flame and light of the explosion filled every corner of the space. The explosion occurred in the array of the enemy fleet and broke out among the floating warship fragments - he let the warships go forward and subsequent destruction in order to provide a hiding environment for nuclear bombs. The explosion of the warship's thermonuclear reactor filled the whole space with radiation, rays and electromagnetic storms, which also caused a lot of difficulty to the enemy's detectors, and the deadly nuclear weapons were quietly hidden in them.

The explosions hit the enemy's fleet again and again - they didn't even know where to go - everywhere was the fragments of warships, and nuclear bombs could be hidden everywhere. This victory was completely piled up with death. Huo Xiu had no mercy at all. He let all his men die in order to give a few battles. The nuclear bomb saved in the bucket is an opportunity to use it.

The high temperature and bright light seemed to break out as if a supernova broke out. When the enemy's formation was in chaos, more than 100 remaining warships began to sweep the tail. Whether it was an electromagnetic orbital gun or a composite guidance*, it was undoubtedly an exception to hit the enemy. After a crazy suicide explosion, his flagship was retained, and the lonely flagship Wandering in this space full of debris.

He won.

How difficult it is to say the word

. He finally took a look at the leaderboard, and the first position suddenly showed his name and looked proudly at all the enemies under his feet. Despite many injustices and great alliances, it still can't defeat him. He withdrew from the game and didn't look at it. He would not be willing to touch these things for a long time in the future. He thought of some clues - these people should be officers sent by his superiors, because he had never been so embarrassed.

He didn't have time to think about the reason. He took a few steps in the living room. Suddenly, his eyes darkened and fell on the floor. At the last moment when he lost consciousness, he heard a woman's voice, as if to help him up or calling others? He doesn't understand.

But there will be time for him to understand.