Time passed very quickly, and it was Friday in the blink of an eye. These days, everyone in Lin Mo's class basically lived the same life, studying, training, and sleeping, and revolved around these three things.
Today was no exception. After Lin Mo and the others asked the instructor away, they came to the simulation venue. This time Chen Jun approached Lin Mo again.
But this time, Chen Jun went to Lin Mo and didn't talk about him. He just gave Lin Mo a batch of protective gear he had made. However, Lin Mo still saw excitement and nervousness in Chen Jun's eyes.
Lin Mo didn't say much about this, because Lin Mo believed that the Lin family must have arranged things properly, and there should be a result tomorrow.
Lin Mo found a classmate, put protective equipment on his body, and tried firing a gun. He found that he could feel it, it was painful, and it could turn people's skin red.
But this is just right, it won’t hurt you if you hit it on the body, and it can also remind the person who was hit to avoid continuing to hit him after being shot.
After Lin Mo and the others put on protective equipment, they found that there were more. It seemed that there should be fifty sets in total, but they were missing goggles.
Chen Jun just informed us that we only got 30 sets of goggles, and we couldn’t get any more. That’s right, it’s really hard to get these things. The Air Force has the equipment, so if you can get these, the military academy should have paid for them.
A lot of effort.
However, Lin Mo also took this matter to heart to see if there was any way to get more. After all, judging from the current situation, this confrontational method should soon become popular in military academies.
But it’s not enough.
What's more, if this kind of training is effective, the elite troops of the government will probably adopt it. This is a business, and Lin Mo had originally planned to let the Lin family do business in this area.
As for these protective equipment, Lin Mo found that they were a bit rough and did not look like they were made by Herbert at all, but Chen Jun said that it was Herbert who took this order.
Lin Mo felt that he would have to find Herbert when he went back tomorrow to see what was going on. After all, Herbert was still making the things he ordered. If it was made like this, Lin Mo would not want it.
But before Lin Mo could think about it, he was dragged to the training ground by his classmates and divided into two groups to start confrontation training. This was not much different from the real-life CS in later generations.
But the effect is significant. After all, there is a big difference between hitting and hitting targets. Lin Mo relied on some things that later generations learned and successfully beat the other team to doubt their life.
After all, in later generations, Lin Mo was exposed to many shooting games. Even though they were games, he could also develop a lot of tactical qualities from them.
Lin Mo still remembered that in later generations, someone invited a group of game masters to conduct military training at Lao Maozi's place for a period of time. In a simulated confrontation, they successfully wiped out Lao Maozi's soldiers without hurting anyone.
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Although that team of old Maozi soldiers are not elite, or even just a left-behind force, they can still get a glimpse of how shooting games do play a certain role in personal combat literacy.
On the court, Lin Mo only played a few games before he was successfully kicked off, because people from both teams believed that Lin Mo's presence destroyed the balance and had no training effect.
Faced with this situation, Lin Mo had no choice but to quit and become a coach, guiding the tactics of both teams and watching them play inextricably on the court.
At this time, many classmates and instructors gathered around to see what new things Lin Mo and the others were training, and they all looked eager to try.
Lin Mo and the others didn't let these people wait for long. After playing seven or eight games, they retired tiredly. Of course, being tired was only one aspect, the main reason was the pain.
After all, although you won't get hurt wearing this, the pain is real. Basically everyone on the field has six or seven red spots on their bodies. Those guns that are not red basically hit the protective net on the face or something.
The winner who is not hit.
After Lin Mo and the others took off their protective equipment, they were robbed by two teams. In the end, the instructor came forward, and one half of the team fought against the other, and then it calmed down.
However, both teams also lost their leader because the leader was taken over by an instructor who was eager to try, and the two instructors led the students to fight in the field.
As for the others, they watched the battle on the sidelines, and cheers rang out from time to time. However, Yang Haicheng and the others rubbed the sore area while showing a look of gloating.
At this time, an instructor sneaked up to Lin Mo and asked, "Lin Mo, did you make this thing?"
Hearing this, Lin Mo shook his head like a wavy drum and denied it: "Instructor Huang, it's not me. Instructor Chen did it."
"Chen Jun?" Instructor Huang asked, nodded, and said, "That's right, it should be him. This guy has taken some medicine during this time."
"I've been very excited all day, and I even got big black circles under my eyes. I'm still surprised! It turns out I was doing these things."
Hearing this, Lin Mo secretly breathed a sigh of relief. This instructor Huang was one of the instructors who had been very close to Lin Mo these days.
I had taught Lin Mo and the others how to shoot before, but at that time, Lin Mo didn't show anything outstanding, and the two of them didn't have much interaction, they just knew each other.
Before Lin Mo could think too much, Instructor Huang asked again: "Lin Mo, you should have been on the battlefield before!"
Hearing this, Lin Mo quickly shook his head and denied it. Are you kidding? How could he have been on the battlefield?
When Instructor Huang saw it, he laughed and said, "Don't lie to me here. If you had never been on the battlefield, how could you trick them like that?"
Hearing this, Lin Mo smiled bitterly and said: "Instructor Huang, I have never been on the battlefield. My whole life has been traceable. I applied for the military academy after high school. How could I have the chance to go to the battlefield?"
"As for the ones just now, they were all from books or I came up with them myself. I also found opportunities to practice them to achieve this level. If they practice more, they will be able to catch up with me in a few days."
After hearing what Lin Mo said, Instructor Huang thought for a while and came up with no problem. He knew more or less about the students in the school. If someone had been on the battlefield before, he would definitely know.
Thinking of this, Instructor Huang did not continue to dwell on this issue and talked with Lin Mo about other topics.
But after talking for a while, Instructor Huang immediately ran to the training ground. Because the two teams ended the match after four or five games, Instructor Huang went up and grabbed a set of protective equipment.
The rest of the two teams also rushed forward to grab the protective equipment, but they did not pay attention to the complicated expressions on the faces of the people who took off the protective equipment.
The only instructor who came on stage this time was Instructor Huang, because the other instructors had seen some clues from Lin Mo.
Only Instructor Huang, who was busy asking Lin Mo just now, didn't notice it and rushed to grab protective gear. After all, Lin Mo had never been shot, so naturally he couldn't see anything from Lin Mo.
This confrontation was as everyone expected. The team led by Instructor Huang defeated the other team to the point of losing its armor. There was only Instructor Huang's laughter and the dissatisfaction of the other team on the field.
At the end of the fourth game, this confrontation was over. The reason was not that the other team didn't want to play, but that Instructor Huang didn't want to play.
Instructor Huang cursed, covered his hands, and retreated from the field. It turned out that when Instructor Huang was directing the attack, he was successfully shot, and luckily it hit his finger.
You must know that the skin of leather gloves is originally the thinnest, and the fingers are also the thinnest in the gloves in order not to affect shooting and reloading. Not to mention that the ten fingers are connected to the heart, which can cause Instructor Huang a lot of pain.
Originally, Instructor Huang was going back to where the instructors gathered, but seeing the smiles on the faces of the instructors, Instructor Huang decisively came to Lin Mo's side.
Arriving at Lin Mo's side, Instructor Huang couldn't help but complain: "Lin Mo, why didn't you remind me that the plaster bullet would hurt so much when it hits the body, but you're screwing me up."
After hearing this, Lin Mo made a helpless gesture and said with a smile: "Instructor Huang, I have never been hit by a plaster bullet. How could I have known it hurt so much."
"And you are unlucky. The bullet happened to hit the thinnest part of the leather armor. The pain will be unbearable."
After hearing this, Instructor Huang took off the leather gloves. When he saw it, it was just as Lin Mo said, and he threw the leather gloves away in anger.
Lin Mo checked Instructor Huang's finger and found that it was only red and swollen, not bleeding. It should be fine after a few days, but the pain is unavoidable.
Seeing this, Lin Mo felt relieved and asked with a smile: "Instructor Huang, do you need to tell Instructor Chen that the leather will be thicker next time?"
"No, this is good. It won't affect your movements much if you use this."
After Instructor Huang finished speaking solemnly, he muttered in a low voice: "Are you kidding me? I'm already in so much pain that if I try to change it, wouldn't it be in vain?"
After muttering, Instructor Huang began to drive those who did not fight into the training ground to fight, and he seemed to want everyone to take a few shots.
Hearing Instructor Huang's muttering, Lin Mo was speechless. However, Lin Mo was not prepared to let Chen Jun change. After all, if there was no such pain, how many people would try their best not to be hit by bullets.
You know, being beaten now only hurts a little bit. If you were beaten on the battlefield, it would cost your life. How to choose between pain and death? I believe everyone will choose pain.
What's more, if there is no such pain, and people have the mentality that it is not bad even if they are shot, it will kill people.
Afterwards, Chen Jun went to the training ground to ask the instructors about the situation. Lin Mo took the opportunity to go up and explain his reasons to Chen Jun, which made many students who heard this almost burst their lungs with anger.
However, these instructors had a clear understanding of this matter, but they had not thought about it in depth before.
Since Lin Mo mentioned it, they naturally understood the seriousness of this problem and decisively supported Lin Mo's idea, directly setting the thickness of the leather for protective equipment.
But today, Lin Mo did not escape the fate of being shot. He led a team of classmates and had a battle with another instructor's team. Although he narrowly won in the end, Lin Mo also succeeded in losing the lottery, and then he lost a few more games.
Second-rate.
Moreover, Lin Mo was not the most outstanding among his classmates. After Zhang Xiwen and several snipers got used to it, they decisively hid behind and sniped. Many times, they directly sniped the opponent's commander at the beginning of the game, which made many
