Han Ruoxi's electric arcs followed, covering more distant targets.
"Target at two o'clock on the left!" Bai Lin reminded them in a low voice.
"I've got it!" Sun Yang raised his Pulse Gun and fired continuously, accurately hitting the target.
"Not bad. Keep it up!" Li Chang'an broke through from the flank, his Saw Chain Sword sweeping horizontally and tearing a swath of simulated Insect Race members to shreds.
...
After the training session, the exhausted Insect Hunter Squad dragged their bodies back to the dorms.
As Sun Yang reached the dorm entrance, he plopped down on the floor, his back against the wall, and casually rested his Pulse Gun on his knees.
"Captain, are you really determined to train us to death?!" Sun Yang panted.
"Today's urban combat simulation was insane! It felt just like a real fight!"
"Just like a real fight? Have you even seen the real Insect Race more than a few times?" Han Ruoxi rolled her eyes and tossed her protective gear onto the table.
