Chapter 63 Tactical Training

The sun shines obliquely through the window. Because of the good air conditioning system in the hall, Ellie didn't feel too hot. She can't remember how long she hasn't enjoyed this kind of temperature environment. Probably because it took too long, she felt that her skin had some small pimples because of the invasion of cold air.

She shook her head, which made her feel the most uncomfortable. Because the sexy long golden red hair on her head had been cut off at this time, and even her hair was not much different from that of the male soldiers. There was only a short piece on the top of her head, just like Sergeant Recon's hair that she had seen.

"Before the air conditioner, human skin may not be so **!"

When she was thinking about it, Ellie slowly moved her steps mechanically. Her chest almost touched the back of the person in front of her. This is not how high her chest is, but the speed of the whole team, which makes people feel tired slowly.

Today is the second day after Ellie came to this military base. This is the place to train new recruits, and according to the American Crisis Law, all the school-age population will join the army and be motivated to eliminate all the zombies in this country. Therefore, all the people on Ellie's plane with her were conscripted and sent to this military base, which was full of recruits.

This is a mixed-gender camp. Fortunately, there is no mixed bath or the same toilet as in some science fiction films. The scene of such a line in front of her reminds her of the scene in an old science fiction movie "Starfleet", in which men and women can be generously mixed together to use bathing. She shook her head. Although Ellie was not unacceptable about this matter, she still felt that it was too infringing on personal privacy.

On both sides of the team, there is a thick metal fence. It's a bit like an iron fence in the subway. The stainless steel pipe reflects the sunlight slanting in from the window in the afternoon. This made Eli feel a little dazzle, and even the long queue made her feel like vomiting.

Not only because of standing upright for a long time, but also because of the current situation. The woman who came out of the "tactical trainer" in front of her will sometimes be carried out by others on a stretcher. Their faces are pale, and there are some stains from vomit at the corners of their mouths.

"My God, is the army going to pour those fighting capabilities into our minds like this?"

At the thought of some data, it will be directly poured into my head, and I will become a "robot"-like soldier. Ellie, who likes extreme sports and romance, feels her heart, and the "plop, plop" in the nearby sun.

She took a deep breath and shot around, as if she was expecting someone to help her.

In front of her is the device called "tactical trainer". The women who came out, even if they didn't need others to lift them, looked stupid with their eyes straight. This made Ellie, who was looking at the machine in front of her, have a fear in her heart.

"Don't worry, it's just that they are adapting. Some of the negative effects caused by the rapid tactical training they just carried out will be able to fully adapt to the new tactical memory in about 30 minutes..."

This is a circular machine fixed to the ground that needs to lie down and enter. It gives people the feeling that it is going to do an MRI. Just listening to the calls in those round machines, she couldn't help trembling.

"What the hell is this fast training? Can military training be mastered like this?"

Ellie shook her head, but the fence formed by the stainless steel iron pipe around her and the female soldier in military uniform standing outside the fence made her and all the people in line escape from a distance. The military uniforms on their bodies look like a kind of gymnastic uniform. When Ellie came to this military base, she found that the soldiers here usually wear such short-sleeved round-necks and easy-to-act shorts.

It's all green, with a U.S. military logo on the left chest. Almost everyone wears similar clothes, and sometimes Eli feels that the officers are wearing the same, which is a little funny. The female soldiers in front of them were wearing these funny clothes, and then their hands and legs were straight up and down like cranes.

"No, no, I can't do this... Please... I can't..."

Finally, the pressure broke down a woman, like a scared little girl. At the same time, she raised her frightened eyes and looked at the soldier who came in front of her. Then there was a training officer-style roar similar to that seen on TV. Unlike the performances in those films, the female soldiers in front of them did not swear.

"Why are you still the stupid girl holding the doll? Can you watch the inhuman zombies outside gnawing at the corpse? Shut up and stop crying. Your current appearance will definitely make everyone shy for you!"

Like Elie, many women are conquered by the fear in their hearts. No matter which way they resisted, they had to enter the equipment in the "tactic trainer" in front of them. Then came some screams or moans, which made the atmosphere in the whole training hall tense and gloomy.

"That's terrible. Didn't they think that those equipment should be arranged in some rooms with sound insulation equipment, maybe that way..."

Ellie's legs trembled, but she still tried her best to control herself to maintain her "dignity" into the "tactical trainer".

She lay in front of her without sheets, although she also felt cold on the plastic board in the afternoon. Then she put her limbs in the corresponding position according to the prompts in the speaker in her ear, and then her wrists, ankles and waist were firmly fixed, so that she could not move.

This made her even more nervous. She tried her best to raise her head to look around, and then there was a sound from the speaker again.

"Please stay calm. All training will be completed in 15 minutes!"

In the smbling field of the motor, the plastic plate began to carry Ellie's body into the cylindrical cabin in front of her.

"Please keep your eyes up and look at the logo in front of you!"

According to the prompt, Elie stopped her observation and moved her eyes to the top of the cabin in front of her. There is a small screen showing some images. Those images are small and messy. Just as Elie wanted to see it carefully, she suddenly felt something slipping on the side of her face. The next second, a ring pressed on her forehead, making her head unable to move.

"This is a safety measure in tactical training. Please don't be nervous. Please take a deep breath."

The gentle voice continued to prompt, but Eli felt that this series of changes made her feel like she was on the operating table. Just as the panic made her want to scream like other women, she was surprised to find something falling from above and cling to her eyes.

Then there is a little extremely bright white light, and then a deep tunnel-like thing is formed. The hint of the gentle female voice next to the ear also turned into some sounds that seemed to be "sloarse". It's like compressing many languages together and being played quickly. Then many flashing pictures appeared in front of her eyes, which were as fast as a spaceship reaching the speed of light, and all the scenery began to shift red into lines.

Elie feels very bad, as if her brain is no longer controlled by her own reason. And her body has long been out of the control of her brain. It's like turning into the soul of a person who has just died, watching his body being carried away by others and waiting for the arrival of heaven.

"15 minutes, is it 15 minutes?"

Just as Ellie felt that her consciousness was quickly blurred, even to the point that she was about to lose consciousness, she made a shouting question from the bottom of her heart.

I don't know how long it took for Ellie to wake up. What you can see is still the white cabin. There is nothing that shows the image in front of me, and the sound prompted in my ear has also returned to a gentle female voice at a normal speed.

"Congratulations, you have completed the tactical training of junior soldiers. Now please take a deep breath and stay calm.

Elie felt that her brain seemed to be directly poured into a whole bottle of vodka, and her soul no longer knew where it was floating. She suspected that when she left the damn machine, she would also need to carry herself out on a stretcher.

"Sss..."

"Please move your toes and fingers..."

That's the sound of the lying plastic board moving, when Ellie can feel that her lost control over her limbs is recovering. She began to move her toes and fingers according to the prompts, and her head has long been free. She hasn't moved, but the extremely uncomfortable feeling of dizziness keeps Ellie in a motionless state.

When her head finally came out of the cabin, her dizziness was rapidly subsided. Eli thought that it might be because of the ability she had brought her by extreme sports. When all the shackles were removed, she immediately sat up.

Try to get off the plastic board and take a step. Ellie was surprised to find that her behavior at this moment seemed to have become a fixed pattern. Raise your head, straighten your chest, and the movements are almost "habitual" meticulous.

"Is this the posture of a soldier?"

Just when Ellie was not sure, she suddenly heard a shout with surprise.

"Eli, Elie, I'm here... It's me, I'm Michelle..."

Before Ellie could find Michelle's face in the head of a large number of women with the same hairstyle as herself, she immediately heard the following order.

"Shut up, don't talk loudly. This is the barracks, not your carnival!"