Tempest of the Battlefield Chapter 52: Hyper Lock-on

Chapter 52: Hyper Lock-on

Translator: Double_L Editor: Tehrn

Caretakers were allowed to send and receive emails via internet.

w.a.n.g Tong opened his inbox and saw someone sent him an email, which he did not expect. Obviously, because the people he knew were not that many, and none of them would’ve sent him an email anyway. This single email in his inbox was definitely eye-catchy.

It was a letter from w.a.n.g Ben!

w.a.n.g Tong smiled joyfully and grabbed his fist as he read the letter. Since the last time he had met w.a.n.g Ben, w.a.n.g Tong already knew he was good, but never thought that w.a.n.g Ben was actually stronger than his expectation.

w.a.n.g Ben’s second Mind Opening Operation was a success. The second Mind Opening Operation would usually end up in two ways: one would either failed and died tragically due to mental breakdown, or successfully performed a Burst Opening, which happened when a person channeled and focused the force from the first failed attempt and unleashed it on the second attempt.

w.a.n.g Ben nailed it!

The mail was simple yet filled with pa.s.sion, w.a.n.g Ben never mentioned ‘thank you’ in his email, but deep down, w.a.n.g Tong was able to feel his grat.i.tude in his words. He asked w.a.n.g Tong to set a time, date, and venue; whenever and wherever w.a.n.g Tong preferred, and would be there as promised.

That made w.a.n.g Tong laugh, it really wasn’t some “life and death duel” promise, and it wasn’t the moment yet for him to show off, but nevertheless, he would love to have a casual fight with w.a.n.g Ben anytime at the TPA.

w.a.n.g Tong suddenly remembered Samantha, who was having a hard time regarding new admission to Ayrlarng. Since there were no reports regarding w.a.n.g Ben’s success, meaning that the news has yet to be made official, and w.a.n.g Tong was the first to know it, it would be great if the princ.i.p.al of Ayrlarng could send w.a.n.g Ben an invitation of recruitment right before the media released his story of success.

Some time ago, w.a.n.g Ben was approached by two famous S-ranked academies, but everything died down right after learning that w.a.n.g Ben had failed his first Mind Opening Operation, and he was pretty overwhelmed because of that. Hence, an invitation from Samantha might be able to cheer him up. Still, w.a.n.g Tong wasn’t sure if all of this would work, but in the other hand, he wouldn’t want to see Samantha stressed out on her own, if w.a.n.g Ben agreed to enroll upon receiving the invitation, then it might be able to lighten Samantha’s burden.

w.a.n.g Tong was impetuous on this matter, without much hesitation, he registered a new account using Samantha’s ident.i.ty and decided to send w.a.n.g Ben a letter of invitation under her name; fake or not, it didn’t really matter.

In the end, the letter was prepared and sent to w.a.n.g Ben within an hour, and hopefully, he would be able to receive it right on time. A joyful feeling emerged as w.a.n.g Tong imagined Samantha would be glad when she knew this.

As for his studies, w.a.n.g Tong’s schedule was getting tighter, but somehow, he managed to receive tuition from Ma Xiaoru in between cla.s.ses, as he had no time to spare at night due to his duty as caretaker. Lucky for him, the life in the military academy was very similar to universities — everything was about preparations and not the pace; hence he was still able to find time for self-studies and leisure.

w.a.n.g Tong was getting excited about the Astronautic course in the afternoon. No doubt, hand-to-hand combat with Zergs was fascinating, but as the family motto went: “Never give a d.a.m.n when you have the chance”, of course, he would never miss out the opportunity to pilot a s.p.a.ce Battlecraft. Even though Zergs were able to evolve and developed abilities to nullify certain energy weapons, they were still not immune to Battlecraft energy weapons, not to mention that the Battlecraft weapons were also customized and modified to counter Zergs s.p.a.ce Hives. Compared to the complicated theoretical lessons, today’s lesson was simple, nothing but practical simulations, which the Command Force students favored a lot. Soon as the teacher left the cla.s.sroom, the long awaited virtual dogfight finally began! Within minutes, the cla.s.sroom was filled with “Gun-fires” and “explosions”, everyone was enjoying the excitement.

Everyone except for w.a.n.g Tong, who was eagerly practicing every single operating command instead. As a matter of fact, the outer s.p.a.ce wasn’t a “safe” battlefield at all! Zergs were still able to surprise human beings with their superior ability to adapt and evolve from time to time, and even developed outer s.p.a.ce weaponries that were capable of destroying s.p.a.ce Battlecrafts, which wasn’t funny at all.

Since his childhood, w.a.n.g Tong was not a playful person, not to forget that he had also spent a rough year on Norton. He knew well that life was not a game, and this line of work had to be taken seriously. He had to master everything to pilot a Battlecraft if he really wished to join the troops. As a student of the Command Force, one had to be able to do so, regardless if you were interested in becoming a Crew Captain or not.

w.a.n.g Tong has had enough theories so he wouldn’t waste any rare opportunities for practical simulations.

Soon, students began to leave as the bell rung. After all, virtual simulations were not as addictive if they were curricular-arranged; and s.p.a.ce Battle training wasn’t like video games, it might be interesting during the cla.s.s, but students definitely lose interest in it after cla.s.s. Eventually, they would be submerging into the happiness of virtual games as soon as they reached home.

“w.a.n.g Tong, you are not going back?”

“It’s okay, you can go first. I’m staying back for a little longer since it’s a rare chance to practice more,” w.a.n.g Tong replied without even looking back. He was busy implementing his theories into the simulator, ha was enjoying the moment, just like how he enjoyed the rush of adrenaline every time he defeated a new species of Zergs. Nevertheless, the blood in his body was the blood of a warrior.

Ma Xiaoru was mesmerized by w.a.n.g Tong’s attentiveness. A strange feeling emerged as she looked at how focused he was, she never felt like this before. After that, she left the practice room in silence on her own, knowing that w.a.n.g Tong wouldn’t want to be disturbed.

Ma Xiaoru actually was the type of person that would act like she didn’t care when she saw the guy that got her attention, yet w.a.n.g Tong was the first guy to treat her like a normal person, and she appreciated this comfortableness very much. For the first time, she was happy to spend time with someone of an opposite gender.

On the other hand, w.a.n.g Tong’s face was full of different expressions. He was busy applying his own thoughts onto the theories he had learned from the books, even though some things were set to be done according to the rules. Still, it wouldn’t hurt to try out a few changes, and even if it were a failure, w.a.n.g Tong would put in every effort to find out why. Two hours had pa.s.sed, and yet, w.a.n.g Tong had no intention to leave, he wasn’t even hungry after skipping dinner, and of course, he had also forgotten his night s.h.i.+ft as the Caretaker. Meanwhile, a mysterious figure entered the practice room without him noticing.

The monitor was showing a simulation which was preset to the toughest scenario: the army of mankind was surrounded by Zergs s.p.a.ce Hives, and Zergs’ β - WH type Bio-Cannon was charged and locked on to the s.p.a.ce Battlecraft. The Battlecraft was stuck in a helpless situation, even if the Battlecraft were to open fire, it would only be able to destroy a few Hives.

Zhou Sisi came in to have a little practice on her own. Her operating skills needed to be improved, but she definitely had what it takes to be a tactician. It was a hopeless scenario. So, instead of wasting her time watching, she decided to proceed with her own practices.

But to her surprise, the “OVER” sign did not appear on the monitor. The Battlecraft fired every single Energy Ray Cannon at the same time in a flash; meanwhile, Sisi was able to hear the machinery roaring in the control room.

“BOOOMMM!”

Hundreds of cannons fully locked onto every target within seconds!

All of a sudden, the s.p.a.ce Hives were bombarded into a sea of flames. Zhou Sisi couldn’t believe what she had witnessed. That... that was impossible!

Things like this required tens of men to achieve, but there was only one person in the control room, this was absurd!

“No way...” murmured Sisi as the word “PERFECT” appeared. What happened was flawless indeed.

Who on earth was sitting in the control room?