nebula story

Satisfied with the group of elite players standing with their chests up and holding their breath, Instructor Vesta said in a deep voice, "What needs to be said has already been explained yesterday, and now there are only a few words to explain."

Looking around at everyone, he said: "First, the drill firepower is enough to reach the level of damage, everyone must pay attention to protecting their own safety; second, while protecting their own safety, treat the fighter on the opposite side as a real enemy, and be sure not to die. .”

Everyone who was moved by the instructor's first sentence was sent directly into the abyss by the second sentence.

"Do you understand?"

"Understood, instructor!" Everyone replied in unison.

"You're so weak, get out of here and go back to the camp now! You're looking at you with the critical eyes of soldiers from all over the empire. Don't embarrass yourself with these months of special training!" Apparently they thought everyone's answers were not strong enough, Colonel Vesta suddenly shouted angrily.

"Yes, instructor! I understand!" More than a dozen groups of partners quickly cheered up and shouted in unison.

Only then nodded in satisfaction, and Colonel Vesta nodded heavily at Captain Fan.

Taking the first two steps, Fan Zhong looked stern, and began to arrange instead of the instructor: "Now each of the ten groups of combat partners will send one person to come out, and draw lots to divide them into two groups."

Soon, ten people came out separately, and randomly tapped a lottery number on the small LCD panel in his hand.Since the two princes had not yet arrived, Chesu and Fanzhong participated in the lottery respectively.

"Remember your own number. After disbanding, go directly to the corresponding mecha to board the cabin. Every five mechas will fight each other in a round-robin battle, and the top two will be determined." Fan Zhong's clear and powerful words resounded in the hall, not in a hurry Not slowing down, "In the end, the top two of each group cross and the first and second of the opposing group face off again until the winner is determined. Is there anything unclear?"

"Understood!" He replied again with a bang, and the hearts of a dozen real elite fighters and mechanics were agitated.

——The combat exercises that are infinitely close to actual combat are just around the corner. From a certain point of view, we are familiar with the team members' combat style and machine repair speed. Much more dangerous and intense!

Disbanded on the spot, everyone disappeared behind the door according to the boarding passage determined by the lottery.Except for the central monitoring room on the ground, no one knows who is sitting in the randomly assigned mecha. In order to ensure absolute fairness, the numbers of the two princes and their partners who participated in the battle are also a mystery.

Landing at the end of the boarding passage, Zion turned his head and winked enthusiastically at the quiet Chesu: "Chesu, you and your Royal Highness need to work hard! Don't be killed by us!"

Chesu smiled slightly, and waved at him, showing a rare naughty expression: "You have to be careful, His Highness Fern likes instant kills the most."

When it comes to the efficient and direct style of killing, no one is more familiar with him than him—but after training with that perverted First Prince for a month, the mecha orphan disappeared under Fern's hands in a few minutes. Soul, don't you see less?

Beside him, Fanzhong took a look at Chesu.

Under the calm exterior, no one knew how turbulent his heart was: he could finally compete openly with this talented boy who had never looked at him directly!

"Corporal Chesu?" With his hands behind his back, he proudly looked at the young man opposite him.

Yes, compared to the average age of his teammates in their 20s, the demeanor and behavior of Chesu in front of him can barely be considered a teenager.

"Captain Fanzhong?" Chesu looked back at him with pure eyes, completely unaware of being regarded as the greatest imaginary enemy.

"His Royal Highness Lance and I will definitely appear in the final, I hope you will do your best too." Fan Zhong said lightly.

Before waiting for Chesu's response, His Royal Highness Fern's inaudible voice came from the door: "We will not let you wait in vain, student Fan Zhong."

Standing beside Chesu unhurriedly, His Royal Highness Fern's dark green imperial military uniform showed an almost pure black color under the backlight.

Behind him, His Royal Highness Lance, who was also in military uniform, came up with a smile and stood beside Fan Zhong, just opposite to the emperor brother and Chesu opposite. The two groups of partners had completely different temperaments, but there was a strange sense of harmony.

The moment they looked at each other quietly, Colonel Vesta suddenly felt an extremely weird sense of pressure rushing towards his face!

He is no stranger to His Royal Highness Fern's strong aura, and he is also familiar with the pressure brought by Fan Zhong's cold and arrogant personality.But the current turbulent atmosphere on the field seems to be far greater than the superposition of the two auras.The calm expression of His Highness Lance, who has always been gentle and gentle, and Chesu's eyes, which are always obedient and obedient, are undoubtedly some kind of strange catalyst.

"Several, there is an assessment that you have never done before, why don't you relax now?" Colonel Vesta said suddenly.

"Oh, what?" His Highness Fern asked.

Colonel Vesta took out the tablet microcomputer that he carried with him, and the thin LCD panel lit up instantly, and he clicked to open a document in twos and twos. He came to the front and first handed it to His Highness Fern: "A test partner The evaluation test papers of psychological fit, these eight groups of partners are not randomly assigned, but carefully combined after the auxiliary analysis of computer and psychological experts. Each group has reached a psychological and behavioral fit. Minimum A-grade."

Looking at the four people in front of him, he said: "Only the two princes did not go through this procedure when choosing their partners."

His Royal Highness Fern frowned: "So what if the fit isn't A-level?"

"Of course not, but theoretically speaking, the higher the degree of fit, the stronger the combined combat power should be." Colonel Vesta said truthfully.

With a cold snort, His Royal Highness Fern didn't reach out to pick it up, as if he was not interested.

"Really?" His Highness Lance smiled curiously, reached out to take the LCD panel, and quickly did multiple-choice questions with great interest, "Let me try!"

His fingers were flying, and he finished the test questions in a short while. After saving, he reached out and handed it to his partner beside him: "Fan Zhong, you should try it too!"

Reaching out his hand to take it coldly, Fan Zhong began to work on the questions in silence.There is no need to think about it, it is all a choice of daily behavior and psychological preference, there is no best answer, only individual differences caused by different personalities.

After finishing it quickly, he handed it to Chesu who was on the opposite side, and looked at Lance sarcastically: "No matter how low the degree of compatibility is, doesn't it mean you have to be patient?"

His Royal Highness Fern, who was originally calm and breezy, suddenly had a subtle change in his face.

Fortunately, I didn't choose him as the partner of Emperor Lance's brother, it really makes people hate him!He glanced sideways at Chesu, who was concentrating on the problem, feeling a little nervous.

Since he came back from the base yesterday, he hadn't looked at him directly. On the surface, he answered all his questions, but he could feel that under Chesu's obedience, there was that little indifference again. bud!

However, Wood, an idiot, couldn't say anything. In vain, he thought for a long time in confusion, but he couldn't understand what was going on in Chesu's strangely constructed head.

After finishing the test questions, Chesu looked up at Fern. He seemed to be unsure whether to hand over the LCD panel in his hand.Not seeing his embarrassment, His Royal Highness Fern also took the test in silence, and made a choice extremely perfunctorily.

After handing the panel back to Colonel Vesta, His Royal Highness Fern said lightly: "The actual performance is the most important thing. I don't think it is necessary for these mysterious psychological analysis."

If there is any B-level or C-level fit for him and Chesu, those guys in the information analysis department of the military department should not exist at all!Anyway, the military expenditure of the empire has been decreasing, so how can we afford to support such a useless idiot!His Royal Highness Fern thought secretly in his heart.

The four test papers entered the online database in an instant, and a few seconds later, the partner compatibility analysis results had already appeared on the feedback form.

An extremely surprised expression appeared on Colonel Vesta's face. He looked at the four people in front of him, but he didn't speak for a while.

His Royal Highness Fern's face darkened: "It goes without saying that the result is too ridiculous, let's ask those idiots in the information office to redesign the test paper!"

"Oh, no." Colonel Vesta shook his head in confusion, and handed over the feedback results: "It turns out that the fit of the two groups of partners is A+, all of which are the highest level."

"Huh, no way?"

"how is this possible?!"

Chesu's small voice of surprise and Fan Zhong's loud questioning sounded at the same time, and they spoke in unison, as if they were the partners with the highest degree of tacit understanding.

It was completely different from the reaction of the two mechanics, but the expressions of the two princes lifted at the same time.

"How is it impossible?" His Highness Lance smiled like the spring breeze in February, and turned to look at his partner, "I have to believe in science."

Nodding solemnly, His Royal Highness Fern's frown instantly relaxed, his handsome face was full of approval, and he turned to look at the confused Chesu, almost in a persuasive tone: "Well, the information department Those people are all authoritative figures who have been immersed in the industry for decades, and they should not casually question their professionalism."

……

Looking at the last two groups of partners who finally disappeared behind the boarding passage door, Colonel Vesta shook his head in confusion: The two princes suddenly became happy and their morale was high. Is this his illusion?

His Majesty Kent Cromwell, sitting in front of the parade stand, yawned and looked up at the sky.

"Wood, which one do you think is filled with Fern and Lance?"

The head of the guard, Lord Wood, heard the word "plug", and the corner of his mouth twitched suspiciously.Today it was a rare occurrence that he did not follow the crown prince, but stayed by His Majesty's side.Where does the Emperor, who spends his days studying painting in the imperial palace, need personal protection?Today's going out is really unavoidable, right?

"Your Majesty, I can't tell which one they are driving." Wood deliberately emphasized the word "pilot". He swore that for every mecha pilot, the verb "plug" is an absolute insult!

Turning his head to look at Ao Teng beside him, His Majesty's expression was relaxed. Not only did his nearly 50-year-old eyes not show any signs of aging, but instead he looked innocent and young: "My lord, can you tell the difference?"

Ao Teng looked at the sky calmly, turned his head and whispered something to the guard beside him, and soon, the guard turned on the communicator and asked in a very low voice.

"Your Majesty, His Highness Fern is sitting in the group of mechas fighting in the northwest of the sky." After a while, Marshal Ao Teng approached His Majesty's ear and replied softly.

"Ah, but there are two over there, how to tell them apart?" His Excellency the Emperor looked at the fierce battle in the sky in confusion.The battle between the two groups has reached the fourth round of the round robin, and the outcome of each match has been recorded by a faithful computer, but it is difficult for people on the ground to tell the difference.

Marshal Ao Teng said slowly: "The No. [-] mecha is His Royal Highness Fern, and the No. [-] mecha is His Highness Lance. ——Up to now, they have won three battles and three victories."

This time, His Majesty the Emperor, who had always been lacking in interest, obviously became more energetic: "Ah, that is to say, you don't need to look at the number, you just need to pay attention to the winner."

Although there is no opinion on such things as strategy and tactics, the people around have to admit that His Majesty the Emperor has pointed out a substance.

As for whether this is due to a father's unconditional trust in outstanding children, or the Cromwell royal family's confidence in their own blood and genes, it is completely unknown.

"Your Majesty the Emperor, you don't have to look at the sky so hard." Marshal Ao Teng looked at the sky helplessly, and then pointed to the live broadcast ion panel in front of the emperor: "It's more convenient to watch from here."

"I hate these cold electronic products the most." His Majesty the Emperor muttered, insisting on looking up at his sore neck, "I would rather look up at the blue sky and clouds."

Finally, he couldn't help pressing down on His Majesty's head in a vicious gesture. Marshal Ao Teng of the Empire expressed hesitation: "Your Majesty, if you don't want to come down for a few hours and twist your neck, I implore you to look at the panel!"

"Oh, did Fern win again?" His Majesty the Emperor suddenly pointed to the crooked and emergency-landed mecha on the panel, "His opponent is out, right?"

Wood quickly lowered his head and confirmed: "Yes, No. [-] stays in the air, and the opponent is the loser."

"Ah, in another round, this kid Fern will get the first place in the group!" His Majesty the Emperor said in surprise, and looked up at the strange expressions of the ministers around him: "What's the matter? How many more levels do you have to pass?"

"Your Majesty, the round robin of this group is over." Wood said cautiously.

Frowning and thinking for a long time, His Majesty the Emperor looked at Marshal Ao Teng beside him uncertainly: "Aren't five mechas in each group fighting? Fern has only won four games."

"Your Majesty, with five fighters, each of them only needs to fight four opponents." Marshal Ao Teng said slowly, "His Highness Fern doesn't need to fight himself."

"... Ha!" Shaking his head embarrassingly, His Majesty the Emperor was a little embarrassed.Mathematics is indeed a kind of thing that will set a trap for you at every turn!

The two people in the No. [-] mecha in the air were leisurely driving the victorious mecha, hovering in the sky where everyone was watching, and there was no sign of returning immediately.

Slowly taking off the protective armor on his head, His Highness Fern calmly waited patiently for the mechanic beside him to finish the work at hand.The complete defeat of the opponent does not mean the end of Chesu. In the direct confrontation just now, the opponent was not completely vulnerable, and the last desperate blow before the fall also caused a little bit of trouble.

After completing the repair of a joint exposed at the elbow of the mecha, Chesu breathed a sigh of relief, and also took off his helmet.

"Are you okay?" Fern spoke first.

Chesu nodded, and casually picked up the cotton square handkerchief at hand and wiped the slight sweat from his forehead: "Well, there's no problem."

Indeed, the fine sweat on his brow was more due to concentration than to lack of strength.His Royal Highness Fern's control was easy in the previous four battles, and he did not meet an overly strong opponent, but Chesu, who was in charge of machine repair, did not dare to relax in the slightest - the victory or defeat on the battlefield did not reach the last moment. I don't know what kind of emergencies will happen.

"What do you think?"

Faced with this question that seemed to have no clear meaning, Chesu quickly shook his head: "The two most powerful opponents did not appear, and we were not in the same group as them by lottery."

"Besides the pair of Lance and Fan Zhong, is there any opponent worthy of your attention?" Fern was a little surprised.