nebula story

He said in a deep voice: "I will apply to the military department tomorrow, requesting to be paired with other pilots."

"Why? How did I offend Fan Zhong, you?" Lance felt his head was full of fog.

Standing there, Fan Zhong said word by word: "Your Highness, Lance, for the first time in my life, I was pushed around like a cargo, and I reluctantly took it back. It is thanks to you. If you are really like His Highness Fern Convince me, I might hold back this tone, but unfortunately—" He sneered, his green eyes were full of arrogance and contempt, and he didn't flinch because he was facing a prince, "In my eyes, Your Highness Lance, you His strength is simply not qualified to pick on me."

After being silent for a long while, Lance finally understood a little bit in his heart.That's right, in order to rescue Chesu that day, he first begged Fern to assign Chesu to him in full view, but was rejected by the emperor's brother, and he accepted Fanzhong again.

"Student Fan Zhong, I'm sorry." He said slowly, with a gentle and guilty tone, "I apologize to you for my desperation that day. Please believe that I was only trying to save someone's life, and I never Anything to humiliate you."

He raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stood up.

In the setting sun, he smiled faintly: "As for my strength, I think you must think that your control is excellent. I am not qualified to sit in the main cockpit next to you, right?"

There was no direct answer, but the sneer in Fanzhong's eyes said everything.

"Tomorrow at noon, we will see you on the battlefield with mechas on the ground." Lance's bruised face showed the pride of being a royal child, and he spoke slowly but seriously, "Let's compare a mecha and directly control it. Equipped with miniature actual firepower. If you win, I will automatically withdraw from the special training of the new royal mecha; if I win, you can sit at ease in the mechanic seat next to me, and no further objections are allowed."

Looking at Fan Zhong's emerald green eyes burning with fighting intent at that moment, Lance smiled gently: "But no matter what the result is, the matter of my humiliating you and the matter of you beating me today are all written off."

The special training base of the Royal Legion, which is located far away from the outskirts of the city, is not open to ordinary soldiers. It has excellent training equipment, and there are many types of simulated battlefields. There is even a deep-water lake hidden in the depths for naval warfare drills, which can be sent here The training camps are often special talents that the imperial army has decided to spend a lot of money to train, and the lowest rank is often a second lieutenant.

So like today, it is undoubtedly a very strange thing to hear the title of "corporal" in the roll call queue on the training ground.

"Lieutenant Loomer Boswell!"

"To!"

"Second Lieutenant Li Cha!"

"arrive!"……

Colonel Vesta's majestic voice continued: "Lieutenant Van Chong Geer!"

"Here!" Standing straight in the middle of the queue, Fan Zhong looked ahead and remained motionless.

"Corporal Chesu!"

"Here!" A clear answer sounded, just like the past few days, the young man standing at the end of the line responded in a timely manner like everyone else, although not so full of energy, but just as clean and neat.

"The results of yesterday's ten-item comprehensive physical strength test came out, and both of them failed." Looking at the ten young people in front of him, Colonel Vesta said in a solemn voice, "Chesu, Alan is out!"

Looking at the two people who came out in response, his wheat-colored face was indifferent: "You two stay here and start strengthening your physical strength from today. For the rest, follow me to the mech room today to start the next round of training." Training camp!"

The queue was still silent, but the eyes of several young people showed a look of ecstasy—it has been fifty days, and all of them have been struggling in the boring and arduous special physical training, let alone sitting on the latest model. Mecha, even looking at it and touching it is an extravagant hope.Now I can finally leave the physical training and switch to the machine repair and control part of the training!

Looking sideways at the two students selected by the engineering academy who went out alone and were left to continue physical training, the students selected from the military academy showed a little bit of gloating on their faces.

Silently watching those students running away neatly in line, Chesu followed them with envious eyes.Beside him, Alan, a thin twenty-year-old commoner, sighed listlessly: "It's not that I'm not depressed. He and Fan Zhong are all selected from the Engineering College. They have excellent academic performance and are full of love for machine repair." , but as soon as he entered the gate of this special training base, he suffered an incomparable sense of frustration.

They have never received formal military academy training, no matter in terms of physical fitness or resistance to drills, none of them can compare with the other five military academy cadets—except Fan Zhong.

And among them, he was the one who was the most backward in grades. Look, in yesterday's ten tests, he was indeed ranked as unqualified.

But... looking sideways at Chesu, who was thinner than himself and had a youthful look on his face, Allen seemed to feel a little better.The boy next to him came a full month later than everyone else, and he couldn't keep up with the pace of others during these ten days of training. The bad one.

Sure enough, people's excellence and failure need to be compared.

Soon, Colonel Vesta had turned back and came to the two of them.Alan felt a little terrified in his heart: Oh my God, it seems that today the instructor is not going to lead those eight people to train, but came here specifically for these two poor students!

"You two, you two are so bad that I am surprised!" With a merciless slap in the face, Colonel Vesta's wheat-colored face was frighteningly dark, "Do you know what your test scores were yesterday?"

He looked at Alan with a cold face, like looking at a complete piece of garbage: "I couldn't get up after three sets of push-ups, and I started vomiting again in the fourth round of the space capsule, and I ran the 1000-meter sprint in 4 minutes." Besides, can you be a little more trash! As for you—”

Looking at Chesu in a blink of an eye, the disgust in his eyes deepened: "Just go back to your Hall Manor and continue to do odd jobs and serve the master and master, and you don't have to suffer so hard!"

Blushing, Allen quietly clenched his fists.

His sharp eyes fell sharply on his fist, and Colonel Vesta sneered: "Why, not convinced?"

"Report to the instructor, I'm not unconvinced!" Gritting his teeth and raising his hand as a military salute, Allen couldn't help but feel ashamed and angry, "Although the instructor's lesson was right, I don't think we were originally military students, and these grades are slightly worse. question!"

"Not a problem? Say it again!" Instructor Vesta shouted.

With a tremor all over his body, Alan finally went all out and repeated loudly: "Yes! I think that we, as professional mechanics equipped with the Empire's new mechs, the most important thing is to ensure the training of maintenance skills, and invest in the familiarity and training of mechas as soon as possible. Dismantling and manipulating training! Instead of entangled in these physical training!"

Looking at him with squinted eyes, Instructor Vesta didn't get angry immediately, and looked at Chesu: "You think so too?"

After hesitating for a while, Chesu shook his head slightly: "Reporting to the instructor, I think...you are right to be strict with us."

This cunning brat is indeed a servile pariah, look at that well-behaved appearance, look at the courage of a little mouse!A burst of contempt could not help, Allen let out a sigh in his heart.

No longer looking at Chesu, Instructor Vesta took a step forward, kicked Alan's thigh suddenly, kicked him to the ground, and reprimanded sharply: "As long as there is a chance to repair it, you are so embarrassed Speak up! On a real battlefield, don't you want excellent physical fitness? When your pilot partner is injured, you don't want to be a backup to fight? When necessary, you don't need to climb out of the cockpit of the mecha and take risks for external repairs? After fighting fiercely for three days and three nights on the battlefield, you fell asleep when you couldn't hold on, and asked your physically strong companions to go up to you?!"

He kicked again angrily, until Allen rolled on the ground screaming in pain. He sneered, "Which one of these does not require you to have excellent physical fitness and various practical skills?! Thanks to your age How old are you, but your knowledge is not as good as a brat!"

Blushing, Allen on the ground didn't dare to refute again.

"Get up, and continue to train you guys who failed the standard items today, and each person will increase the training volume by 30.00% compared to usual!" Colonel Vesta's voice was more severe, "Come on now, don't lose our imperial soldiers Face!"

Jogging at a constant speed on the treadmill for an entire hour as a warm-up, followed by five laps of sit-ups and obstacle running, followed by a short 10-minute rest before being stuffed into the space reaction simulation chamber. ...

Climbing out of the space capsule in embarrassment again, Allen resisted the feeling of vomiting in his heart, and heaved a long sigh of relief. Fortunately, the project he feared the most seemed to have finally passed the adaptation period. The sky is dark and the sky is dark, and today I can basically hold back the desire to vomit, but there is still a lot of boredom in my chest.

With a "click", the space capsule beside him also opened, and the person inside climbed out with the same pale face, his legs trembling even more than his.

Looking at Chesu staggered to the side of the pool and began to vomit, he was a bit like watching a show: Didn't he flatter the instructor just now?Don't you deserve it now!