northernbook Chapter 147 Games can also be used for practice
Chapter 147 Games can also be used for practice
When Jiang Xing led the four of them out of the office across the street, they heard a series of "thump-thump" sounds coming from the locked meeting room, along with the hearty laughter of several teenagers.
"What are you doing?" Pei Simin, standing behind Jiang Xing, glanced at Gu Nanfeng beside him and asked.
"Probably practicing shooting?" Having already heard some decent news, and now hearing the relaxed atmosphere behind the meeting room door, Gu Nanfeng touched his nose and smiled sheepishly.
"Practicing shooting?" Jiang Xing had originally planned to meet Gu Nanfeng's group of friends today, since they were all considered high-level superhumans in the base, especially Lu Yuan, who was practically a modern-day "Yuan XX," a veritable reserve of grain for China.
But after listening to Ji Lang and the others talk about fusion zombies for so long in the office, and because he's getting old, he forgot that the group of kids were still waiting in the meeting room.
"Let's go meet these heroes of China." Jiang Xing was generous with his praise, but when he grabbed the doorknob and couldn't open it, his smile froze on his face.
"Why is the door locked? Pei Sihao, open the door for me!" Seeing the commander-in-chief's smile freeze, Pei Simin quickly stepped forward and knocked on the door.
Soon, the tightly closed door opened. Yang Xiao's head peeked out, his face beaming with smiles, beads of sweat still clinging to his forehead—clearly, he'd been having a blast. But when he saw Jiang Xing outside, his smile vanished instantly. He glanced back at the now-cleaned reception room, then walked past the five people before leaving without looking back.
"Who is this?" Jiang Xing was about to greet Yang Xiao when the young man turned and left. If it were when he was younger, he would have already taught this impolite kid a lesson. However, he was getting old now, and these people were rare talents in the base, so Jiang Xing held back his anger.
“Oh, this is Yang Xiao. Team Leader Liu said he’s a support-type ability user, so he probably didn’t notice you were here,” Pei Simin hadn’t been around for nothing all these years, and he immediately noticed Yang Xiao’s change in expression. He quickly stepped in to smooth things over, “He’s covered in sweat, so he’s probably rushing back to his dorm to take a shower.”
"Haha, alright, alright!" Jiang Xing couldn't really hold a grudge against the young man, so he smiled and walked into the reception room.
Just now, everyone sent Yang Xiao, who lost the shooting competition, to open the door and stall for time so that Lu Yuan could quickly pack up their gaming equipment. But who knew that before Lu Yuan had even finished packing up, Yang Xiao opened the door and left, catching everyone in the meeting room completely off guard.
Fortunately, when Jiang Xing came in, he didn't see their "tools of the trade," but only a group of people playing and sweating profusely, including Liu Jia and the elderly Wang Sanhai.
"Hello everyone." Jiang Xing greeted the nine people in the room in a very friendly manner.
"Hello." Lu Yuan and the others responded obediently, but Pei Sihao was still a bit nonchalant. After all, his family used to live in the same compound as Jiang Xing, and Pei's grandfather's rank was not much lower than Jiang Xing's. So in Pei Sihao's eyes, Jiang Xing was just a familiar old man with a bad temper.
“Except for Xiao Hao, they are all good kids.” Jiang Xing didn’t give Pei Sihao any face, patted his sweaty head and laughed, “So, what are you playing?”
"It's just... practicing shooting." Pei Sihao glanced at Gu Nanfeng behind Jiang Xing. From his eyes, he knew that they had probably played too excitedly and made too much noise, and people outside had heard them, so they didn't bother to hide it anymore.
"Practicing shooting in the meeting room?" Jiang Xing was an old-fashioned man after all, so naturally he couldn't possibly know anything about shooting games.
"Grandpa Jiang, let me tell you, game consoles are really great. Look, we don't even waste bullets when we practice shooting." As he spoke, Pei Sihao gestured for Lu Yuan to bring out the equipment they had just played with, and then had Zhong Qiang and the others demonstrate it to Jiang Xing.
“This…” If it weren’t for the current special circumstances, even if this game could be used to practice shooting, Jiang Xing would still think it was just a game. But now, a thought suddenly came to him, “If our soldiers and other survivors can use this game to practice, then it won’t consume bullets, and everyone can master the skills of using firearms. In the future, when they encounter danger, they will have an extra skill to protect themselves.”
Even now, the Chinese government wouldn't equip ordinary survivors with firearms and ammunition, but Jiang Xing knew very well that many survivors had acquired these items through their own means since the outbreak of the virus. They wouldn't confiscate them, and the survivors wouldn't hand them over. The only saving grace was that they likely didn't have many bullets, so unless the situation became extremely dangerous, no one would use them.
Of course, Jiang Xing didn't want this thing to be useless when everyone was in danger and had to use it. The game that Pei Sihao and the others were playing right now could completely solve this problem. His smile was as wide as an AK, impossible to suppress.
"Comrade Lu Yuan, do you have any extra equipment? If our base wants to requisition your equipment..." Jiang Xing originally wanted to ask if it would be okay to guarantee him food rations at the base, but then he thought about it again. Not to mention the South China base, the seeds for the four major bases in China were all given by Lu Yuan. For a moment, he really didn't know what he could promise Lu Yuan.
"No need, no need!" Lu Yuan quickly waved his hand. As someone with a full supply space, how could he possibly ask the base commander for anything?
Lu Yuan thought about it. This gaming device wasn't anything special; it wasn't a starship or mecha. Besides, he already had quite a few of these things in his space. Judging from Gu Nanfeng and Pei Sihao's performance, they also hoped he would provide them to the base.
"Alright, it's getting late. Tomorrow I'll personally go find Xiao Lu and install these devices in a designated spot at the base. We'll also establish some usage rules. We can't let young people get addicted to these things; after all, it is a game." Pei Simin saw that it was already late, and the group had been traveling at sea all day. Jiang Xing was older and had also been busy all day, so he told everyone to go and rest. After all, these things couldn't be resolved in a short time.
“Alright, then I’ll leave this matter to you, Xiao Pei. Our soldiers can also make arrangements for its use. After all, every bullet is precious in wartime.” After Jiang Xing finished speaking, he led the way out of the reception room.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when the commander-in-chief left. Fortunately, the old man was reasonable and quick-witted. If it were a rigid old man, he would probably have scolded them half to death. In such a critical moment, they were even able to laugh while playing games.
"Well, this also indirectly solved the problem of ammunition shortage." Pei Simin shook his head helplessly and led everyone out of the office building.
In fact, regular soldiers at the base have no need to use such gaming equipment for shooting practice, since soldiers in the Chinese military practice regularly. However, some civilian staff and researchers do have this need.