Chapter 1 The Armory, Task Point Number 1

The group of four walked out of the supply point, the soldiers' eyes behind them full of admiration.

This was the first team to reach the task point, Jiangbin No. 3 Middle School's star team, living up to their reputation!

A tall, burly young man with a buzz cut held a riot shield in his hand and asked, "What do you say? Shall we head to Task Point Number 2 now?"

The only girl in the team frowned.

She was tall and slender, about 1.75 meters, and was playing with a purple medal in her delicate hand. She shook her head slightly, her ponytail swaying. "A race? First place is only 300 points. If we want to get into the top eight, we have to seize some weapons and medals. What do you think, Zhang Mingming?"

As she spoke, the girl looked at Zhang Mingming, the team's strategist, beside her.

A relatively thin boy, less than 1.7 meters tall, nodded and said, "Yes, we're not confident in a race. Five days is enough for any team to acquire a large number of scoring items. 300 points is clearly not enough."

The young man with the shield hurriedly nodded, "Mingming is right. We should acquire more task items, get more points, and entering the top eight is our ultimate goal."

Zhang Mingming ignored the shield-bearer and turned to look at another tall, handsome young man.

Judging from his lack of participation in formulating team strategies just now, this young man was clearly out of sync with his three teammates.

He was Gao Junwei, who had joined the team later.

Gao Junwei glanced at his teammates one by one, and was fairly satisfied with this team.

After all, he was already a senior when he came to No. 3 Middle School. It was quite difficult to find a good team in his final year.

All the teams had been formed and practiced for a long time during the second semester of their freshman year. Under normal circumstances, no one was willing to break up a team or change personnel.

Fortunately, Gao Junwei was a "carry," and the school was delighted with Gao Junwei's addition.

From the perspective of winning honors and achieving results, Jiangbin No. 3 Middle School reorganized a team for Gao Junwei, with the only requirement being to achieve good results.

It could be said that the four members of this team had all made a "military pledge."

Medical-type strategist Zhang Mingming had a student haircut, was not tall, and not strong, but he was very intelligent.

He was calm, wise, and had clear combat ideas, which reminded Gao Junwei countless times of his former commander, Han Jiangxue.

The difference was that Han Jiangxue was a control-type mage, while Zhang Mingming was a beloved medical Awakener.

The female mage, Yu Zhen, was extremely powerful. Her wealthy family background allowed her to fill the first eight star slots of her Star Map with gold or silver Star Techniques. Undoubtedly, she was also a pay-to-win player.

In today's society, when people hear the term "rich second generation," the first thing that comes to mind is mostly negative evaluations.

Yu Zhen was a rich second generation, but she was a rich second generation with high overall quality.

Her academic performance and personal strength were both excellent, but her personality was quite arrogant.

In fact, apart from Zhang Mingming, who could barely talk to her, she basically didn't take the other two teammates seriously.

Especially towards Gao Junwei.

Yu Zhen, of course, had to investigate everything before joining this team. She knew everything about Gao Junwei's actions, so she was quite disdainful of him in her heart.

With the school, Gao Junwei himself, and his family providing guarantees, Yu Zhen and her family weighed the pros and cons repeatedly before making the decision to join this team.

She saw this team very clearly. There was no camaraderie or teammate affection. The four were just pure partners, and everything was for the purpose of achieving their own goals.

The last person on the team, the tall, shield-bearing youth, was named Zhang Weiliang.

He was not the best shield warrior in Jiangbin No. 3 Middle School, but he was Zhang Mingming's best friend, a childhood friend.

How should one put it? The shield warrior Zhang Weiliang was considered a connected individual. According to Zhang Mingming, he had the best cooperation and was most comfortable using this shield warrior.

Of course, although Zhang Weiliang was not the best, he was also a top-notch shield warrior in the senior year of Jiangbin No. 3 Middle School. Otherwise, no matter how strong his connections were, he wouldn't be able to enter this team that competed for honors.

Zhang Weiliang had good athletic talent and good aptitude, but his working-class family limited his growth.

Fortunately, he was friends with Zhang Mingming, so he received a lot of assistance from Zhang Mingming.

Unfortunately, the young Zhang Weiliang had witnessed the realities of society. Under Zhang Mingming's repeated and forceful "care," Zhang Weiliang developed a sense of inferiority and his personality became slightly timid.

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Gao Junwei looked at everyone and nodded, "I agree with Commander Zhang's suggestion."

Zhang Mingming said with a smile, "I'll give you all an idea. We can guard outside Task Point Number 2 and snatch the spoils from other teams."

Zhang Weiliang hesitated and said, "Is that okay?"

Yu Zhen frowned slightly, noncommittal.

Gao Junwei's eyes lit up, and he seemed very interested in Zhang Mingming's proposal. "Waiting for the rabbit to come to the snare?"

Zhang Mingming said with a smile, "We have memorized the information of all the participating teams."

Zhang Mingming touched his crew cut and continued, "We don't need to attack teams that are reasonably strong. We only need to attack those teams that are average, after all, what we want are points."

Gao Junwei felt a little disdainful of what Zhang Mingming said, but he didn't show it.

Zhang Mingming had a confident smile on his face. "On the one hand, we can conserve our strength and ensure the team's strength. On the other hand, we can also suppress the other teams' point acquisition, killing two birds with one stone."

Gao Junwei couldn't help but say, "It's no fun ambushing at Task Point Number 2. We can ambush directly in front of the finish line, so we can seize more points items and kick the trash out directly."

Yu Zhen's disdain was revealed on her face. Gao Junwei was a little annoyed by the disdainful smile, but perhaps because he was afraid of something, he suppressed his anger and didn't explode.

Zhang Mingming shook his head and said, "That's where you're not thinking thoroughly. If we ambush at Task Point Number 2, on the one hand, we can obtain the resources of the supply point, and on the other hand, we can give other teams some opportunities. They know that even if they lose all their points items here, they still have time and opportunities to make up for their losses."

Gao Junwei seemed to want to save some face and sneered, "A rabbit will bite when it's cornered, why bother about the psychology of that group of trash, can they rebel?"

Zhang Mingming said helplessly, "If we really ambush in front of the finish line, maybe many teams will return right at the five-day limit, and a considerable number of teams will fight us to the death."

Zhang Mingming continued, "Even if they return early, it will give people a feeling of 'failure after making great efforts' in front of the finish line. Task Point Number 2 is very good, it guarantees the number of scoring items we obtain, and also guarantees the psychological state of the other party."

Yu Zhen nodded secretly. This guy's thinking was thorough. Whether from a personal or team perspective, she had no reason to refute Zhang Mingming.

Zhang Weiliang looked at Zhang Mingming with a hesitant expression. He didn't really support this plan, but he didn't have much say in this team.

Gao Junwei looked at Zhang Weiliang, trying his best to save face from all angles, "What's with that expression? The team decided, just execute it, don't put on a stinky face, it affects the mood."

Zhang Weiliang lowered his eyes, without rebuttal or response.

Due to the constant and forceful care of Zhang Mingming during his growth, Zhang Weiliang gradually developed a special mentality. He always felt that he couldn't hold his head up in front of the children of wealthy and powerful families.

Seeing Gao Junwei reprimanding Zhang Weiliang, strategist Zhang Mingming was a little displeased, but he didn't show it...

In the monitoring room, the Guardians team glanced slightly at the first team to arrive at Task Point Number 1. When they heard this team's strategy, their expressions were a little strange.

This strategy was based on the overall strength of the team. Without a certain amount of strength, the Jiangbin No. 3 Middle School team would not be so arrogant.

Similarly, this combat strategy was also based on the collection of team intelligence. One must know that there is always someone better, and no one is invincible. Due to the team's style, the strengths and weaknesses of each profession and position, there would also be the saying that teams countered each other.

Since Jiangbin No. 3 Middle School dared to do this, they needed to investigate a lot of intelligence information in advance.

Strength + pre-prepared intelligence, these two points alone were enough to make this team stand out from the hundred or so high school teams.

Waiting for work at leisure was indeed a very good strategy.

Such a practice was not against the rules, and it was clear that these students had used their brains.

However, the Guardians were probably going to closely monitor the movements of this team from now on, after all, conflict could happen at any time.

Similarly, the Guardians were also closely monitoring Team 76, because before, the Guardians had all heard Jiang Xiao's suggestion, and they all knew that this team was on a path of self-destruction...