When Mo Qiong and You Xin rushed to the clouds over there, they saw a black shadow appearing in the rolling clouds.

After a closer look, you can see a big gun extending from the lowest end of the cloud, and half of his head is also outside, which is clearly Alexander.

He was holding a big sniper and crawling in the clouds, as if he was aiming at somewhere on the island.

"Bang!"

After the shot was shot, he settled for a while before he came out with a small jump.

"Have you hit it?" Mo Qiong asked.

"The target on the second floor of the No. 1 training ground was hit by memory, and it was separated by two walls. If it hit or not, it would be a bit of luck." Alexander said.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard his teammates shouting in the headset: "I've been beaten! I've been beaten!"

Alexander laughed and said, "It seems that he is lucky."

"Awesome." Mo Qiong smiled. This kind of sniping through the wall is one of his best shooting skills. It is difficult not to shoot. He is just superficially interested in this skill.

"I heard you are looking for me?" Mo Qiong asked.

Alexander nodded and said, "Do you know what you train in the third year?"

"Practical combat?" Mo Qiong asked.

"Yes, and it's a practical matter of containment. We face the containment directly." Alexander's tone was very complicated when he spoke.

Both Mo Qiong and You Xin noticed that although he looked more calm, he obviously felt like he was carrying heavy burdens and pressure.

"Someone died?" Mo Qiong asked.

"That's not. At critical moments, the instructor and even the mobile team will take action to settle the shelter or tell me a solution." Alexander said.

Mo Qiong and You Xin looked at each other. Since the instructor finally came forward to settle the situation, he even directly mentioned the countermeasures, which shows that the club knew how to settle the situation, and the shelter was still in the shelter.

"The initiative is invalid?" Mo Qiong said.

"That's right, the shelter encountered in actual combat is of course the society has already been accommodated, but for us, it is unknown." Alexander said.

This is easy to understand. In practice, there must be practical combat. The past two years of training have allowed them to have the same physical fitness and skills as formal members. What they lack is only experience.

Some experiences have also been taught in the cultural courses over the past two years, but that is ultimately a talk on paper. They must be allowed to deal with several shelter incidents.

Otherwise, how could a group of new recruits dare to use them directly?

Since it is an actual combat like an exercise, we naturally cannot really face unknown containment items, otherwise it is no different from using it directly. The seedlings cultivated by a large number of resources cannot die in the exercise so easily.

Carefully prepare to release the abnormal things that have been contained, arrange the entire area, and restore the scene when it was contained as much as possible, or simply re-plan and design a scene in the club itself.

It is like putting the problem to the third-grade preparatory members to deal with, which is unknown to them, but it is safe for the community. They know how to re-inhibit and someone can save the scene at any time.

"Then why are you so stressed?" Mo Qiong asked.

Alexander said: "Because I sacrificed every time..."

Mo Qiong was stunned and then realized that this should be a judgment of sacrifice, that is, if the instructor did not save the scene, he would have died.

Alexander sighed: "I have experienced six shelter missions in the past six times, and I have been ‘dead’ six times. Does this mean? It means that if I become a real member and participate in a truly unknown shelter mission, I will just die in the first mission..."

Mo Qiong said in surprise: "You are the top name in our class."

This was so surprising. Except for Mo Qiong's shooting, Alexander was not weaker than him in other aspects, and even slightly stronger than him in some aspects.

He actually died in actual combat exercises six times in a row. Is this the task too difficult or is it that he is too lucky?

Alexander smiled bitterly and said, "The ranking is meaningless, and even the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. Among the six tasks, I only died by mistakes, and the remaining five times, I had to die. If I don't stick to the end, the task is likely to be a failure."

"This shows that your death is meaningful. Has the mission been successful?" Mo Qiong asked.

"There were four times when I was successfully hosted. At first I was just a newcomer in the team. Two failures were caused by the team's major change of blood. Many newcomers came with insufficient experience." Alexander said.

"Newcomer?" Mo Qiong said.

Alexander laughed and said, "In the third year of special training, our original group was completely disbanded. People from different groups formed various practical teams. The team captains selected rising stars from the 'newcomers' who are about to enter the third year's practical stage."

"Is the personnel flowing very much? Do you have to leave your team after being sentenced to sacrifice?" Mo Qiong asked.

Alexander shook his head and said, "No, no, no, I'm 'sacrificing' next time, I'll still be resurrected to participate in a new mission. I don't need to leave the team. The reason for the large flow of people is because people from different groups have graduation time."

"However, the 'mission mortality rate' of actual combat exercises is higher than the real situation. On the one hand, we lack experience, and on the other hand, the containment items in the exercises are carefully selected, which makes us have to sacrifice each time. In the real containment operation, it is likely that two members can easily solve the problem, or that even dozens of members can't be solved."

"In terms of overall real mortality, it is only about half of the exercise. After all, containment items with extremely difficult storage are still extremely rare, but they are only dangerous upper and lower limits. Any extreme situation in real reality may occur."

Mo Qiong knew that if a bunch of people died every time, then they would still scold a hammer, and the Blue and White Society had no meaning to exist.

During the exercise, the experience is a compromise situation, neither the best nor the worst.

But even so, being sentenced to death six times is really stressful.

Now Alexander's third year of training has passed halfway through. If this is still the case in the subsequent tasks, then the psychological pressure will be greater after graduation.

"Can you tell me? How far is the actual training simulated?" Mo Qiong asked.

Alexander Avenue: "Of course, I'm here for this... let's land first."

At this time, a plane landed from a distance, and he immediately took the lead in jumping towards the airport.

Why do people always train in this area? Why did Mo Qiong know that Alexander was looking for him when he heard that he must be here?

It is precisely because the airport is north and the routes are familiar, and everyone is tired and wants to save effort to go back, just hang it on the plane and take a tailwind.

The three of them slid into the ground in a diagonal thorn, and the plane landed from behind them. They just floated with the momentum and sucked on the shell with a bang.

The most difficult thing is to contact this, sliding from the front to the tail of the machine, but then it becomes convenient. You can climb directly to a comfortable place, rely on friction to suck yourself and just take a ride.

The three of them were lying on the wings on one side, with their backs facing Fengliu, continuing the topic just now.

It was very noisy on the wings, but you could hear it clearly by getting closer and speaking loudly.

However, the newcomers in the cabin were stunned from the windows: What’s the thing? There are still tickets for the planes on Extreme Island?

The three of them hung on the plane, not caring about the opinions of the people in the plane.

Alexander shouted: "In the third year of special training, each team had an average of about ten people, all of which were composed of reserve members. The team I joined was called Darwin. At first, the captain was a group of three students in 2017. After I took me a task, I graduated. I handed over the captain to a group of five students. Then the person took me four tasks and graduated, and handed over the captain to a group of seven members."

"In addition to the captain, others will graduate or graduate after they are about to reach three years... Every time a group of people in the team leaves, they need to add at least ten people. The captain asks me what recommendations I have, and I mentioned you two."

Speaking of this, how could Mo Qiong not understand that he was going to pick him.

"Mo Qiong, and You Xin, after you finish the exam, please join my team. The current captain of our Darwin team is the top leader in the seventh group of the last year, and there are six senior students in the team... In addition, from 70 years ago to now, the Darwin team's graduation rate has always been among the top ten in the society..." Alexander said in a daze.

"You guy, I thought you were coming back to see us, but it turned out to be a lobbyist?" You Xin rolled his eyes on the plane.

Mo Qiong was also speechless. He was worried that Alexander was under too much pressure, but he suddenly started to recommend him after the conversation changed.

"Do I have any choice?" Mo Qiong asked.

"I don't hide it from you. You two must be the targets that each team strives for, so you can really choose the team in reverse. Consider it, you two, plus our captain and I, Darwin will gather four teams to be the first..." Alexander said.

Mo Qiong curled his lips and said, "You said before that ranking is meaningless..."

"It's still...it's still a little meaning." Alexander blinked.

"Okay, don't talk about the graduation rate with me. There are about ten people in one team, and only one hundred people in ten teams. If you talk about the top ten graduation rates with me, I'm afraid there are only ten teams in total?" Mo Qiong said.

Alexander laughed and said, "It turns out that I can't deceive you. Actually, the graduation rate of each team is similar. The key is to look at the performance rather than the result. Although I was killed six times, the instructor still has a high evaluation of me."

"However, the stronger the teammates, the better. We know each other well, so we don't have to pick strangers as teammates."

Mo Qiong smiled and said, "Okay, okay, I promise you. Darwin team, right? Where is the training?"

"Africa." Alexander Avenue.

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Chapter completed!