Chapter 962 Duskhaven''s L2 Mystic Realm War Game Base
The following morning.
Qacalisle Ind basked in clear blue skies and golden sunshine.
A gentle, warm sea breeze rustled through the vibrant greenery and blooming flowers, while colorful seabirds soared gracefully in the air ...
All of it came together to add a dazzling charm to this luxurious coastal retreat.
At Duskhaven International Airport, elite special forces teams from 80 countries and regions gathered to take part in the international military skillspetition. Unlike previouspetitions, this year''spetition was organized by the Thalrex Order.
Moreover, the subjects of thepetition were different from those in past events.
The venue, settings, and props for thispetition were all provided by the Thalrex Order''s research department.
They feature high-tech, simted military training environments arranged in a Mystic Realm War Game Base specifically designed for the event.
A total of 80 national and regional teams arrived on Qacalisle Ind to participate in the military martialpetition in the mystic realm. ording to the schedule.
On the first day, the preliminary round willst a full 24 hours.
All 80 teams would enter the L2 Mystic Realm War Game Base topete.
Each team consisted of ten elite participants, excluding themander-in-chief.
After the first day ofpetition, only the top 20 teams out of the 80 participants will advance to the semifinals.
The semi-final would be held at the L1 Mystic Realm War Game Base to determine the final champion,mander-in-chief.
The winningmander and their team would gain entry to this year''s Thalrex Order Summit''s Qacalisle Summit Meeting.
ording to the spokesperson of the organizingmittee''s briefing, the theme of this year''s Thalrex Order''s Qacalisle Summit Meeting was likely to be a simted war exercise of a space-time interster war. This was the result of nearly a hundred years of hard work by the Thalrex Order.
It brought together hundreds of the world''s top astronomers, physicists, military experts, space exploration experts, and other top elite talents to prepare a simted space war of super-time and space earth defense and active attack.
The championmander of thispetition would receive special training and take on themander-in-chief of the battlefield universe simtion war.
At seven o''clock.
The car provided by the organizingmittee members arrived at the Duskhaven Hotel on time.
The delegations from the top seven participating countries in the previouspetition were picked up early by the organizingmittee.
The top seven countries from the previouspetitions, ranked in order, were Autreynia, Tanqueria, Sakurania, Hawklore, Pavielle, Peacock Kingdom, and Draconia.
At 7:30 a.m.
Robin, apanied by Jethro and Anton, arrived at the Duskhaven L2 Mystic Realm War Game Base''s operations conference room.
Cyril presided over a preliminary round meeting for themand teams representing the seven nations.
The rules for the preliminary military drill were announced.
First, this was a brutal eliminationpetition.
Second, the preliminaries would not be a direct face-to-facebat tournament but rather a mission-based taskpetition.
Third, while it was apetition, conflicts and casualties within the bounds of the rules were permitted.
(Exnation: If one side intentionally vites the rules and provokes an attack, the other side is free to respond as they see fit. In the event of a conflict, if the viting side suffers casualties as determined by the organizingmittee, the other side will not be held ountable.) After Cyril finished outlining the rules for thepetition, Surman Middleton, the captain of the Peacock Kingdom Special Forces elite team, raised his hand to ask a question.
The Peacock Kingdom Special Forces team ranked sixth in the previous international military skillspetition, with Surman serving as themander that year.
"Honorable Mr. Higgins, allow me to introduce myself-Major General Surman Middleton, captain of the Peacock Kingdom Special Forces.
"In the previous martial tournament,
the Peacock Kingdom Special Forces elite team decisively defeated Draconia''s Dragon Soul Special Forces, securing an O
impressive sixth ce."
At this point, Surman couldn''t resist casting a disdainful nce toward Robin, Jethro, and Anton.
Cyril furrowed his brow slightly. "Captain Middleton, what are you trying to say?"
Surman shrugged and smiled. "Mr. Higgins, what I''m trying to say is, based on the rules you just announced, this is how I understand it.
"For example, if our team encounters Draconia''s members during thepetition, and they vite our interests, we''re allowed to eliminate them ording to the rules..." "Surman, you''re out of line!" Pierre mmed his hand on the table, nearly knocking over the water cups. "Are you trying to stir up trouble on purpose?"
Surman was momentarily stunned, not expecting Pierre Mann, the captain of Autreynia''s team, to defend Draconia.
"Oh, Captain Pierre, I didn''t mean it like that. I''m just asking. If that situation were to happen, we wouldn''t be considered in vition, right?"
Pierre snorted coldly. "This time, you won''t get any chance to pull that."
Surmanughed, "In everypetition or battle, it''s the strong who control the oue! You all saw how we defeated them in the final matchst time. Hahaha...
"I''m sure that after three years of honing our skills, our team will be stronger than ever, while theirs will only get weaker!"
Before Pierre could retort, Robin spoke with a detached tone, "Oh really? What gives you the confidence to believe that?"
"To me, on the battlefield, everyone except the champion is nothing but ants!"
"You''re acting so arrogant for a mere sixth ce. This is all you''ve got?"
Surman froze for a moment, then burst intoughter. "At least I''m still in sixth ce. As far as I know, your team has always been at the bottom in previouspetitions." Robin raised an eyebrow. "That''s because I wasn''t there. Otherwise, you wouldn''t even have the chance to speak here!"
Surman erupted in rage, pointing at Robin. "Outrageous!"
"Get out!" Robin snorted, mming his hand onto the table.
With a sharp crack, a dyed sound of the table breaking echoed through the room, sending a powerful shockwave straight into Surman''s massive frame.
In an instant, the burly captain of the Peacock Kingdom Special Forces was sent tumbling to the ground like a flipped shrimp, rolling out the door of the conference room.
The operations conference room at the L2 Mystic Realm War Game Base fell intoplete silence.
Everyone stared in shock at the unbelievable scene.
Simmond Yates, the captain of the Hawklore team, shook his head and broke the silence. "Surman, is this your preliminary round warm-up?"
Surman, briefly stunned, quickly got back up.
He returned to his seat and shrugged. "Looks like I made my joke a little too big."
An awkwardugh echoed through the room.
Cyril curled his lips and asked, "Mr. Middleton, is there anything you still don''t understand?"
Surman shook his head. "No, Mr. Higgins."
Cyril nodded. "Alright, since the rules are clear, I will now announce the details of the preliminary round.
"In this preliminary round, each regional team will draw lots to determine their assigned area and tasks within the mystic realm.
"Each area will have water, food, and various energy sources to ensure the participants have the necessary supplies toplete their missions.
"However, if you fail a task or exceed the time limit during any phase, the energy for the next stage will be exhausted.
"In such cases, you''ll have to either give up or find a way to solve the problem yourself.
"Just a reminder, if supplies run out and can''t be replenished in the mystic realm, participants will die
fromck of resources-or worsen et dangerous beasts in the areavers
they could be eaten by the
"So, while this is apetition, the experience itself is as real as it gets!
"That''s the basic overview of the preliminary round.
"Teams from all regions have now reached the designated gathering spots in the mystic realm, and thepetition is about to start! We head to the pre-battle briefing now. Everyone, please prepare for the mission!"