"You, what are you doing here? Don't come over here. Can you go back to your place? People other than administrators are not welcome to enter here. No, don't force me to complain to the principal. When the time comes, you..."

Someone in the control room looked at the person who suddenly appeared in the control room like a ghost. He couldn't help shaking, but he still held up his back as if to maintain his last bit of dignity and showed the other person that he was not afraid.

Stark glanced at him and took another step closer to the control console.

Seeing that the other party was clearly trying to intervene, Nidel instinctively wanted to stop him, but was stopped by the cold look in his direction. It was too scary... this man...

No, no, he is the chief designer. This is his home court. How can he be so afraid of this man? He has to think of a way to expel him quickly.

"you--"

"This screen...enlarge it and take a look." The man ignored Denise's threats and found the one he wanted among hundreds of split screens, and suddenly said.

Denis was confused by the other party's sudden question:?

The other party patiently repeated it again, but had no intention of taking another half step closer to the console. Only then did Denis realize that the person who had just come closer might just be to find the picture he was looking for more quickly.

Who is this? Isn't this... someone who doesn't look outside and comes to the console to threaten the chief designer? I'm not afraid that he will complain to the school or something.

Hmm, you can tell by looking at the uniform that he must be a big boss from the individual combat department. He will definitely complain to the first-year department soon. And what is the commander-in-chief doing? Didn't he send someone to guard the area?

This person can regard it as nothing, as if entering a place where there is no one.

But Denis finally gave in. Come on, let him watch if he wants to. These individual soldiers always have problems of one kind or another. As long as they don't break the rules, what's the point of being patient?

Denis watched the opponent's movements like a thief, lest he touch the buttons on the console on a whim. But his worry was probably in vain, as soon as the opponent saw the slightly enlarged wide-angle screen in the upper left corner, his whole body

I focused my attention on the screen and didn’t pay any attention to the console.

Denis instantly felt that the cold suffocating feeling that had surrounded him suddenly disappeared, as if it had never appeared before, making him feel relaxed.

He is someone who doesn't remember to fight. Although he is afraid of this man, he is also a little curious at the same time. He is curious about what the other person is here for? Is it because he specifically asked to enlarge the screen for him to see?

Denis:……

Now he finally knew why he was blocked by this person earlier. It was because he poked his precious student.

In fact, this man had been here just now. Denis recognized him. And because of his amazing operation at the supply point, he was greeted fiercely by the other party.

Denis knew that the other party was here for a certain child from that team, but he wasn't sure which one it was. Anyway, it wasn't the one with the surname Zhou. Now he seemed to know who it was.

"Are you Captain Stark of the Eighth Legion?" Denis quickly took his seat and called out the other person's identity accurately.

Stark didn't deny it.

It turned out to be this person. Alas, it was a coincidence that all this fussing ended up involving his colleagues.

Behind Beskar Intermediate College is the Eighth Legion. Naturally, most of the teachers in the school come from this legion. Only a few come here to teach for different reasons or special assignments.

It's just that such a large legion will still be divided into factions. Not everyone in the legion can know each other and work together. This depends on their direct superiors.

And the thing is such a coincidence, Stark, Nerqi and Denis are all direct superiors, so the three of them can naturally be regarded as true colleagues of the same faction.

It's just that Denis is a civilian, and because he has no official establishment, he has almost no chance to meet Stark, so naturally he can't recognize each other's appearance. But he does know that he has a captain named Stark.

As a first-year class tutor at Beskar Intermediate College, I also thought about the information at the top of the list, so I could identify the person correctly.

It seems that his idea of ​​complaining to the principal is going to go to waste. How can Denis dare to provoke this person? Besides, they are all our own people, what is it like to kill each other...

"Are you here for this child? Don't worry, there should be no damage to her legs. As long as there are no more serious injuries on this basis, she will be fine soon after she comes out." Denis took a look.

The other party will know what he is examining and evaluating.

Stark's eyes fell silently on Denis, who was laughing dryly. He didn't say anything, until someone started to sweat on his back. He thought to himself... It's really scary. Why is this guy even scarier than the rumors say?

He quickly changed the subject: "This team of little guys are really capable of making trouble. They can figure out anything they can't do. It's enough just to look at their team... I really swear that I won't do any tricks anymore. I, I

That's because I want to train them, so please stop staring at me."

"Hey, hey, have you finished reading? Why don't you watch for a while? In fact, you can..." But the other party was like a gust of wind, and he disappeared in the blink of an eye without looking back, giving Denis no chance to get close.

"...It seems that he just came here to check his injuries." Denis thought thoughtfully.

The screen in the control room is different from the one used to watch the video outside. It has a wide angle and high definition. The other party is probably worried and came to the backstage to watch it.

"Isn't this a calculation to make sure I won't file a complaint against him? He is indeed a confidant, he is really a thief." Denis couldn't help but muttered: "I originally wanted to remind him,

Let's see if we can make it easier. Anyway, the Mace family is also secretly endorsing it. Now that people are running so fast, who should I talk to to discuss it? Forget it, I can only proceed according to the original design. When the time comes,

Don't blame me for being cruel."

He glanced at the four-person team who were still recovering from injuries. He didn't know what he thought of, smiled, and then restored the screen to its original size.

After confirming the status of each contestant, he looked at the total data panel in the lower right corner.

——There are still ten hours and three minutes left before the end of the competition, and there are only 332 contestants left in the professional military competition. There are 51 official teams, 21 temporary teams of varying sizes, and 27 scattered contestants.

Ranking first on the list is Jiang Hui from the Combat Individual Department Class 1, with a total personal score of 472, and currently belongs to the temporary team T186. Ranking second is Alec Holly from the Combat Individual Department, with a personal score of 342 points, and is officially a member of the temporary team T186.

Squad r256. The third individual combat soldier is Class 2 Clarence, with a personal score of 296 points and no squad.

These are the top three in the current standings. The situation is very clear, and the results are almost coming out, because there are not many contestants left in the arena, and there is not much room left for them to operate.

However, Denis would not let the result be solidified so easily. This game was only a third of the way, how could it end so quickly? Doesn't this live up to his reputation as a genius?

The next phase is about to begin.
Chapter completed!