The fresh blood of the army that the federation focuses on training, although it carries the word "fresh", it is definitely not a real recruit. The officers who are trained are also a special company commander in their own station. Appreciation, it hurts like a baby, so although there is no real arrogance, there is always a coldness in his eyes that treats others like nothing.
In terms of comprehensive strength, these officers are undoubtedly the best in the federal military, otherwise their troops would not be able to select them to participate in joint exercises. Losing in the eyes of the brothers has nothing to gain but lose face.
Someone's mecha is fiercely controlled, and can use the M37 to break through the fourth level of the test. After someone dashes through a 500-meter obstacle and hurts the target with a combination of firearms, his face is not red or breathless, and he can pretend to be a scarecrow in the millet field. During the exercise, he hid in a swamp and did not show up for seven days. Finally, when the staff of the First Military Region, the organizer of the exercise, almost adjusted the data of the Charter Bureau, it floated out like a ghost, tangled behind the chasing team, and quietly played out. A big turnaround...
Each has its own unrepeatable strength, and it is difficult to tell a real winner, and they are all characters who have fought in the Xilin round. Maybe they have supported each other on the battlefield back then, and the officers and cadets themselves can Respect each other and stay safe.
However, after the end of the anti-terrorism exercise, these arrogant soldiers were locked in the training base for months of training...
Years ago, the federal military suddenly raised the security level, and coupled with the rare joint anti-terrorism exercise, although they have never received a clear order, they also know that the situation between the federal and the empire must be tense again. At this critical moment, they could not return to their troops and fight with their comrades, but were locked up in this unspeakably miserable base, how could they not be depressed and angry
It must be said that the first lesson of the new MX mecha, the reason why Xu Le ushered in so many conflicting emotions has a lot to do with the emotions of the officers that the volcano is about to erupt.
The trained officers receive a full range of training in the base. The Federation attaches great importance to it. It is obvious that in the future, these officers are prepared to grow into generals who can control one side on the battlefield. Therefore, many courses have been opened, especially command and tactical deductions. Classes are important.
Among the densely packed nineteen courses, the new mecha class that has just been opened for two days is particularly inconspicuous. However, this was the last class the officers wanted to take now, because they found that the young instructor who had been ignored and despised by them was really nothing.
On the light screen of the conference room, structural drawings and constantly changing core data flashed. Xu Le stood on the podium, looked at the officers under the stage coldly, and said in a calm tone: "The base covers an area of 47 square kilometers. I haven't counted the field mountain area behind. The Federation has divided such a large area and hired the top teachers from the three military academies just to train more than 30 of you. As a result, it took you four days and you haven't put the most basic The tactical moves are in good hands. I really don't know what's going on in your head."
"Federal citizens pay taxes to support you soldiers, don't you feel ashamed? With your level, just one person from the Imperial Royal Special Battalion can kill you."
"I don't ask you to master the design of the twin-engine jet. The electronic turbulence generator involves quantum physics. I believe you won't be able to learn it in three years. But you haven't mastered the basic structure diagram of the attached flying wing. , how will you go to war in the future?"
"Let's go back to the standard tactical moves. I've already made it clear to you that this is a brand new set of moves. Forget your previous useless skills and rules, let alone keep in mind the sacred rule that mechanical legs can't leave the ground. Then come and challenge my experience."
"I can jump up and kick someone when I drive the M prototype. You drive an MX in the basement warehouse, and you have to move slowly like a little girl?"
Xu Le spoke at a gentle pace and in a calm tone, but every word was inseparable from the stupidity and rigidity of the officers and cadets, and the tone was enough to make people angry. The proud officers in the audience were livid, staring at the tactical light screen in front of them, but forcibly suppressed their anger and did not stand up to fight him.
These officers who thought they knew mecha very well, after several days of classroom debate, have deeply realized that the little instructor on the podium is indeed a mecha expert, no matter how incredible the tactical standard moves he proposed are, However, in the practice after class, it can always be proved that he is correct.
Especially during classroom debates, whenever the officers below raised objections, Instructor Xu Le could report accurate data with his eyes closed, and mocked everyone sharply and ruthlessly. We had to find out, angrily, that he was right.
If you don't know the MX mecha as well as your own body, how can you infer the parameter fluctuations in the mecha's action based on the information in your mind? Practice is the only criterion for testing the truth. The military camp is the standard area where only the strong follow. In terms of MX mecha operation theory, the officers were shocked to find that no matter how hard they tried, they couldn’t seem to be able to match the instructors on the podium, so these When the instructors mocked and even scolded them bitterly and cruelly, they could only forcibly suppress their anger and stoically wait for the chance to take revenge in the future.
Jumping up and kicking someone in a MX prototype, but you can only move your armor slowly like a bitch is so mean, so cruel. In the suffocating silence in the classroom, angry breathing was brewing. Zhou Yu, who was sitting at the front, couldn't help but look awkward. He lowered his head and smiled bitterly in his heart.
Because he was the one who was kicked by Xu Le driving the prototype... someone.
That was when he was at Ewha University two years ago. At that time, Zhou Yu thought that Xu Le was a genius in controlling mechas, but he never expected it, but after such a short period of time, Xu Le had become a member of the Ministry of National Defense. Class mecha instructor, but he himself became his student.
"I know that you are all very capable people, because I am different from you, and I believe in the vision of the Ministry of Defense. The Ministry of Defense chose me to teach you, of course, because I have this qualification. If the Ministry of Defense chooses you, then you Naturally, he is also an excellent soldier and has the qualifications to be proud of.”
This seems to be what an instructor should do, first hammer the students, and then restore the other party's confidence a little. The atmosphere in the class was a little more relaxed, but Xu Le said coldly, "However, in the mecha class, in front of me, you don't have any capital to be proud of. If you want to deal with me, you must pass the operation test first, and then come back. Try to challenge me, I don't have the empire time, play these childish games with you."
The federal officers who have been verbally humiliated these days have long been struggling, thinking about finding a suitable opportunity to "study" with Instructor Xu, who seems to be only talking about soldiers on the podium. But I didn't expect that Instructor Xu seemed to have guessed this, neatly and decisively dismissed this possibility, and also reprimanded their idea of challenging as naive.
Hearing this sentence, Zhou Yu, who was sitting in the front row, finally couldn't help raising his head and glanced at Xu Le on the podium. Deep doubts appeared on his usual warm and jade-like face. He thought that with your combat ability, it would be more than enough to take care of a few of the most fierce ace pilots in the class, and the dignity of the instructors could be established in one battle, why not do this
What made Zhou Yu even more puzzled was that this instructor Xu on the podium was really the Xu Le he knew? This ruthless instructor who wears sunglasses in the classroom, the corners of his lips are cut like a knife, and his face is frosty like the snow in Linhai University City. Is he really... the mechanic who always smiles and has a sunny face
Finally, an officer couldn't control his emotions under the humiliation of Xu Le's knife, and suddenly stood up and protested angrily: "Even if the tactical standard action you designed is the only correct one, we are indeed trying to Familiar, but why do you still have mechanic content in your assessment criteria? Brand new suspension system, as well as the fitting procedure of the spherical joint, there are three books, how did we learn it in such a short time? Don't forget us It's a front-line officer, not a mechanic!"
He looked at Xu Le angrily, and said, "You have been refusing to give instructions on the plane, are you afraid of revealing your secrets?"
"You are the captain, I am the lieutenant colonel, you are the student, and I am the instructor. I didn't ask you to get up, but you stood up."
Standing on the podium, Xu Le looked at him coldly, and said, "How many disciplines do you think you have violated? Go to the playground for three laps, and I will answer your questions to other students. If you come back When the answer is over, you can ask someone else."
After saying this, he straightened the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose.
From the second class, Xu Le began to wear the brand new lieutenant colonel uniform, sunglasses, and the Purple Star Medal on his chest. The military rank and medals are his achievements in developing the MX mecha. He threw it into the snowdrift when he got out of the Liufengpo Clubhouse that day, and now the Ministry of Defense has arranged for him again.
Such a young lieutenant colonel in the Federation used to have only Li Lunzi alone, but now there is Xu Le, who even made a great contribution to the secret mission in S2 and won the first place in the anti-terrorism exercise. The source of Tai Zhiyuan is still only a major.
When Xu Le walked into the classroom wearing a lieutenant colonel uniform, the officers below suddenly became silent. Their ages vary, but even an officer who is over thirty years old is only a major at the highest rank, and this young instructor is actually a lieutenant colonel!
Xu Le wanted to complete the task of the Ministry of Defense in the shortest time, so he didn't have time to chat with the officers. The honor of the Star Medal trumps the honor of the opponent.
If according to his original intention, he could not wait to hang the Zichen Medal on his chest, but unfortunately, that precious medal was obtained for the assassination of Medellin, and in the foreseeable future, it must be hidden in a dusty box. .
Rao is so, the youngest lieutenant colonel in the Federation, the recipient of the Purple Star Medal, and the first-level instructor of the Ministry of National Defense, these three identities are still like three mountains, pressing down on the hearts of the officers under the podium, causing them to be vigilant, shocked and silent. .
In addition to being silent, they still believed that this young instructor wearing sunglasses during the day was probably an arrogant guy who only knew how to pretend, and they were waiting for the day when he pretended to be aggressive and ignited the anger of the entire base.
However, the subsequent facts proved that they were wrong. The background of this young instructor was bigger than they thought. During the riots caused by Instructor Xu, the senior officers in charge of the discipline of the base were completely obsessed with him, and even According to his request, several military police were specially dispatched to maintain order during the mecha class.
Hearing the words, the officer suffocated, looked at the instructor's lieutenant colonel uniform and the Purple Star Medal, knowing that he was dazzled by anger, let the instructor seize the handle, and glanced at the military police who were eyeing at the door of the conference room. He couldn't help groaning bitterly, took off his military cap and walked out.
"Why learn mechanical maintenance? That's another stupid question."
After the officer who violated the discipline went to run for the exercise, Xu Le helped the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose and said coldly, "This can only prove once again your rigidity and stupidity. The mechanic camp? If the mechanic camp is dead on the battlefield Come on, you guys are staring at the accessories in the supply library, but you can't even deal with the mecha self-injury, so what should you do?"
"There is also a very important point, the use of MX mecha on the battlefield, in addition to the frontal attack, the most important thing is the long-distance attack special operations. Marshal Li raided the emperor for thousands of miles and killed the enemy chief in one fell swoop. Do you still have to bring a mechanic? Ridiculous!"
An officer raised his hand silently, Xu Le squinted at the man through his sunglasses, and found that it was the one who went out first in the first class. Said: "Ask."
The officer's surname is Hua Xiaosi, and he belongs to the special mecha group of the Fourth Military Region. He has been controlling the M52 mecha on the front line of Xilin these years. In his mind, the entire Federation was most worthy of his admiration in terms of machine control. Only the war god Lipif, Commander Zhong, the retired Captain Tian, and even the current captain did not put him in his eyes. As for these outstanding officers in the base, he only recognized Zhou Yu from the Department of Mobility of the First Military Academy, who had the strength to compete with himself in aircraft warfare. It was this strong self-confidence that made him extremely dissatisfied with the tactical moves Xu Le proposed in the first lesson, and he took the lead in questioning.
But after so many days of classes, Hua Xiaosi understands that the instructor Xu on the podium has real talents and practical learning. Although he doesn't know his real control level, his theoretical level is definitely second to none, and a sense of admiration gradually arises in his heart. , However, this trace of respect was instantly wiped out by Xu Le's cold reprimand and humiliation.
He stood up and gave Xu Le a military salute to Xu Le on the podium. He couldn't find anything wrong with every move, and then said solemnly: "Report the instructor, there is only one military god in the Federation, you can't ask every pilot to have it. That ability, so I think the mechanics can be learned, but not too much."
Xu Le looked at him, was silent for a moment, and suddenly said, "Have you seen the movie of Marshal Li's assassination of the Emperor?"
"Seen."
In fact, everyone in the conference room had seen it, and they didn't understand why Xu Le asked this.
Xu Le continued without expression: "The movies are all fake. If you have paid attention to the war report issued by the Ministry of National Defense, you should know that on the resource star in the empire that day, Marshal Li ran thousands of miles. On the road, the mecha assembly system nearly collapsed three times. Marshal Li used all local materials, obtained parts and components from his own mechas on the battlefield, and even transformed the mechas that the empire had left in the mountains, which supported the M37. Killed to the end."
"If Marshal Li doesn't know anything about mechanic like you are, how could he accomplish this amazing feat? In fact, that's what I admire most about Marshal Li, being able to drive a junk... and kill the Emperor of the Empire. "He exclaimed loudly: "This is really not something people can do."
"So, to become a true pilot, first of all, you must learn to be a mechanic." Xu Le looked at the officers under the podium and said coldly, "This is never in the Federal Military Regulations. My opinion, because the MX is different, I think since the Department of Defense asked me to train you, I must agree with my views on the MX.”
"But... After all, we are not the Lord of War." Hua Xiaosi shook his head solemnly.
"A soldier who doesn't want to be a marshal is not a good soldier."
After saying these words, Xu Le looked at Hua Xiaosi and the officers in the audience with thoughtful expressions, and suddenly fell into silence.
In order to train pilots for the Ministry of Defense, he pretended to be ruthless, but after a long time, he found that he was a little immersed in this kind of role-playing. These young officers full of bloody power in the audience will soon set foot on the battlefield to meet the war with the empire, and these officers who will become the elite military officers are their own students. There was a faint sense of pride and pride in his heart.
After a pause, he said seriously: "What's more, you are not soldiers, but officers. Don't forget that when Marshal Li went to kill the emperor, he was only the commander of the 17th Armored Division, and he was just a soldier like you. It's just that he dared to do it, so he was no longer a human being, but became a military god."
"In the first assessment, I hope some of you can pass. Maybe after the training, it will be difficult for us to meet again, maybe you don't want to remember my name at all, but I still have to say, my name is Xu Le."
"I'm Instructor Xu. In ancient terms, it's teacher xu... Of course, with your knowledge base, you definitely don't know much about ancient writing."
With a mocking sentence as always, Xu Le straightened the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose again and left the conference room.
On the rock by the Philadelphia lake, under the snow-capped mountains, a general stood behind the old man in civilian clothes, called up the video on the light screen, smiled and said, "Father, he said you are not human."
The federal army god Lipif smiled slightly, the old age spots on his forehead were particularly obvious, and the old voice sounded: "If you can put life and death aside, and throw away the instinct of living things, at that moment, you can't really be called a human being. This little guy already has After many inhuman experiences, Zou Yingxing made him an instructor, which is a good choice. But I still have expectations for this little guy. After the training, let him return to Baishui. "
"A little too young."
For some reason, Major General Li looked at the light screen and smiled slightly, feeling a little disappointed, and said something that seemed to have nothing to do with it.
Li Piff sat quietly by the lake, looked at the reflection of the snow-capped mountains in the distance, and said with a smile: "Don't think too much, worry too much, these things will be just fine. If I remember correctly, they know each other and are very close to each other. See you more than once."
Major General Li has never learned to disobey his father in his life. The old man by the lake in Philadelphia is his father, but his more important identity is the military god who protects the safety of the Federation. Although he cannot understand why his father is betting on that young man With so much attention, he even made some unbelievable decisions, but presumably the old man must be in the hands of Zhizhu, and he has seen the future many years later. Those misty futures are that he can't see through and is unwilling to touch. The presence.
"The sunglasses don't seem to be his, they're a little loose, trying to look cold, but they look kind of funny... I don't understand what he's trying to do."
The atmosphere by the lake was a little strange and silent. Major General Li smiled and mentioned some details in the training base.
The old man gently let go of his hand, stood up, stood on the stone, his eyes were full of the wisdom of understanding the world and the iron will cast by the battlefield, and said slowly: "Young people are in a hurry to get everything they know. Teach the military and justify Mr. President's amnesty."
Major General Li did not understand what this meant.
The old man said with a smile: "The more important he is to the federation, the more chance the spy in prison will be pardoned. I pay attention to Xu Le, not only because of his relationship with your uncle, but also because of His ability, but because of his temperament."
As soon as these words came out, the old man returned to silence, and thought leisurely in his heart, if it weren't for the ancient style of being diametrically opposed to yours, and attaching great importance to love and righteousness, how would I dare to take such a big risk and use him rashly.
Few people in the federation knew about the obscure and complicated relationship between Xu Le and the Li family in Philadelphia. Even President Pable and Admiral Miles never thought of a certain interstellar prodigal uncle, a first-level fugitive in the federation. It was only after worrying about the lady in Houshan that she understood the whole truth.
The senior generals of the federal military only knew that the old man of the army admired this young man very much, so when Zou Yingxing issued a written order to transfer Xu Le to the training base, none of the officers of the military districts dared to raise an objection.
With such a background, Xu Le's treatment at the training base will naturally not be bad. Pushing open the door of the instructor's apartment and walking in, he washed his face with hot water, looking at the somewhat blurred face in the mirror, he couldn't help sighing and rubbed his cheeks hard.
Every day I have to pretend to be a ruthless instructor, and I can't even laugh. He looked at his face in the mirror with some resentment, and then glanced at the sunglasses on the stage. These sunglasses were borrowed from another instructor, and they were a little big. It's really not suitable to wear.
He knows that the officers trained in the base are actually very good, but he has never been exposed to the new mecha. Someone will definitely pass the next test, but he doesn't know what kind of challenge he will meet at that time.
"I don't have the idea of playing in the ring." He looked at himself, clenched his fists lightly, smiled slightly, then picked up the phone and pressed a series of numbers.