Theory of the Infantry Drill Code, secondary; Theory of Field Doctrine, secondary; Weight-bearing endurance march, last; Standard individual bunker construction, secondary; marching shooting, secondary; static shooting, secondary; Linear defensive trench construction, inferior ......

In two days, the second-year pre-examination subjects of the Batton Military Academy have passed half of the subjects, compared with those who have received excellent grades like grass mustard, Weiss's results are not eye-catching, but if you compare his results in the previous school year longitudinally, you will find that his average score has increased by more than a notch.

In order to get such results, Weiss is unreservedly invested in both mental and physical aspects, and some subjects even emptied his existing potential, so at night, he slept on the bed, and he had no energy to think about superfluous things.

"Hey, hey, hey, get up!"

Weiss was sleeping in a daze, and suddenly felt that someone was slapping his face, and thought it was an emergency gathering of the military academy, so he reflexively bounced up. When I opened my eyes, I saw that it was dark all around, so I shone a flashlight on a "miserable white" face, and my head twitched, and I threw a punch directly, but the fist did not hit this face firmly, but was grabbed by something halfway......

"I'm going to die!" That face was a little annoyed, and Weiss also reacted, isn't this the baby-faced little brother of the melancholy?

"Hey, what's wrong?"

"Something is wrong!" The little brother took the flashlight and shook it in front of Weiss's eyes, "I can't sleep!" ”

"You can't sleep?" Weiss was momentarily speechless. He grabbed the uncle's wrist and let the flashlight look at the watch given to him by the cheap dad, NMD, just after midnight, it was a good time to sleep and dream of Zhou Gong, this thing actually said that he couldn't sleep?

The little brother couldn't help but drag him up: "It's not all your fault, if you want to tell me something masculine, go!" Come out! ”

Thinking that the combat value of this thing was stronger than that of the fat vice president, and the fat vice president could easily put himself down, Weiss had to obediently put on his coat and follow him out of the room.

(Hey, no, I locked the door before going to bed, how did this product get in?) ）

The two walked through the quiet, audible snoring hallway, up the stairs, to the rooftop.

On a clear moonlit night, the beige moonlight shines on the earth. Nestled in a lush valley, the Baston Military Academy is a far cry from the snow-capped, rocky Monamolin Mountains. Even so, Weiss still remembered the night when he was chased by the vicious beasts, the scene when the Federation soldiers came to the rescue, and the warm fire of the mountain shelter......

Weiss looked up at the bright moon that hung high in the night sky, and suddenly, a familiar smell wafted through the air......

It's the smell of tobacco!

lowered his head, and saw that the baby-faced little brother had something in his mouth, black, and the outside end was flickering and dark.

I thought there were no cigarettes in this world, didn't this product smoke?

Weiss hurriedly sat down beside him, and took a closer look at his "cigarette", which was between a cigarette and a cigar, and seemed to have no cigarette paper and filter, but was it simply rolled up to make homegrown tobacco?

The little brother took a few puffs, and finally handed the "cigarette" to Weiss.

Weiss took it and took a small sip, it was spicy, like eating a mustard out of thin air, through the nasal cavity and straight to the brain, making people can't help but cry!

"Uh...... What the hell is this? ”

The little brother didn't look at him, but muttered to himself: "Exclusive to high society, a good thing that can make people forget their worries." ”

After the pungent pungency cleared, the heavy fatigue was dispelled, the hands were no longer sore, the legs were no longer painful, and the mood was much more relaxed.

Although he felt a little fluttering, Weiss's consciousness was still very clear at the moment: no, this was not a cigarette, but something that could paralyze the spirit!

Thinking that this kind of thing usually makes people dependent, Weiss decisively twisted it out and threw it out vigorously.

Seeing Weiss's behavior, the baby-faced little brother didn't get angry, but glanced at him casually: "Do you know what you're doing?" ”

"As a man, whether you have the so-called masculinity or not, in the face of difficulties and setbacks, you should show your courage and perseverance!" Weiss said solemnly, "Listen! Don't you dream of soaring in the sky? Aren't you eager to become a flying battleship commander? If you are caught up in the troubles of your immediate life, what qualifications do you have to take on such a sacred responsibility? If you encounter a powerful enemy on the battlefield, do you also want to sit in a corner like this, telling the night sky about your helplessness and sorrow? ”

The little brother raised his head, opened his mouth, and looked at Weiss in a daze, as if he wanted to defend something, but he didn't know how to speak.

At this moment, a cold question came from under the dormitory: "Who is on the roof?" ”

Weiss secretly said that it was not good, if he was caught by the sentry and locked up or something, the hard work of the past few days would be in vain.

The little brother answered unhurriedly: "It's me, Nikolai Lebold, I can't sleep and come up to breathe!" ”

After a while, the voice just now said weakly: "Then pay attention to safety, be careful not to slip your feet!" ”

The little brother ignored him, but glanced at Weiss and muttered, "It's all your fault, I speak so loudly, and I'm not deaf." ”

Weiss shrugged his shoulders, indicating that he had just made an absolutely unintentional mistake.

Nikola Leibold, the name is completely unfamiliar to Weiss, but judging by the Sentinel's change of attitude just now, this thing is definitely a cow man, and not an ordinary cow.

After giving the insomniac uncle an ideological education class and getting a satisfactory score, Weiss finally dragged his heavy eyelids back to the dormitory to sleep. A few hours later, the day dawned, the loud trumpet sounded, and a new day's journey began. Bayonet fighting, empty-handed fighting, artillery skills, horse riding, and the remaining subjects of the second-year pre-examination will be completed on this day.

Bayonet fighting, empty-handed fighting, is about strength, speed, skill and intelligence. In the fat vice president's special training crash course, Weiss realized that the experience of doing farm work and jungle fights in the past was not useful at all, and now this body is not strong enough, not fast enough, and there is no "passive skills" left for him, everything can only start from scratch. During the special training, he was ravaged by private instructors, and was even abused by the fat vice president several times, so he got some skills and gained some experience, and he was okay with rookies, and when he met an honor student like a handsome mixed-race guy No. 179, he had to lie down as a background board.

Bayonet fighting, last class......

Fight empty-handed, the last ......

Although the two "last grades" suddenly lowered the average grade, Weiss was already satisfied, after all, these two subjects belonged to his weak projects, and being able to pass them in one go had already met his psychological expectations.

Weiss was full of confidence in the next artillery technique, because this competition was neither strength nor experience, but science - in addition to the need to keep in mind the prescribed course of artillery, what the students who were assessed had to do was to correspond to the target designated by the instructor, and use simple optical instruments to measure and calculate the firing elements of the artillery on the spot. As long as you have a relatively basic knowledge of mathematics and physics, and take into account factors such as distance, gravity, bullet speed, and wind direction, it is not difficult to come up with rough shooting parameters, but this is a little difficult for students who are neither majoring in artillery nor have gone to college.

When it was Weiss's turn to play, he asked for a piece of paper, a pen, wrote and drew on it, made a bunch of things that others couldn't understand, calculated the vertical elevation angle and horizontal angle of the shot, and when he handed the results to the artillery officer on the side, the professional was stunned, and then asked the instructor and inspector next to him: "Can you let this student change the target and measure again?" ”

The instructor and inspector looked at each other and asked Weiss for his opinion.

Weiss shrugged, "Of course." ”

The artillery officer thought about it for a moment and pointed to a target located on a distant hill.

Weiss looked at the artillery mirror for a while, frowned and said to the artillery officer, "Sir, this is a bit difficult for me. You see, we are in a low position, even with a standard artillery scope, we can only accurately range and locate targets with 40 to 50 chains, and the target you just pointed at has exceeded 50 chains, if it is on the battlefield, I can only estimate the approximate shooting data, and then correct it according to the impact point. ”

The so-called "chain" is one of the standard length units of the Ulster Free Federation, 500 feet is 1 chain, and its length is about 150 meters. It is worth mentioning that on this planet in the late stage of the great industrial era, due to the existence of the hegemonic weapon of flying warships, the development trajectory of infantry weapon technology is quite different from the history of the earth that Weiss is familiar with. For example, the 3.2PIR (about 16 mm) bolt rifle is the basic equipment distributed to the infantry, then the 5PIR (about 25 mm) caliber and 7PIR (about 35 mm) caliber light rapid-fire weapons, and then the 15PIR (about 75 mm) rapid-fire gun with high-level dual-purpose performance. Therefore, Weiss's artillery technical assessment is aimed at this kind of fire support weapon with relatively simple structure and high practicability.

With Vice President Fat, Weiss took the time to learn about the situation of the Federal Army's standard weapons, and the Grumman Group, as the number one weapons supplier to the Federal Army, naturally had accurate performance data for these equipment. The 15PIR caliber high-level dual-purpose rapid-fire gun, when used as a fixed fire point, has a maximum range of 60 chains against the ground and about 30-35 chains against the air, and when used as a field artillery, the maximum range is about 50-55 chains against the ground and about 25-30 chains against the air.

The artillery officer, who looked more than thirty years old and had a lot of crow's feet on the tail of his eyes, looked at Weiss with interest behind his back: "If you are asked to command an artillery crew, how many shells do you need to complete the correction?" ”

In a pragmatic manner, Weiss replied: "For a completely inexperienced person like me, maybe three, maybe ten, in fact, I am completely unsure. ”

The artillery officer thought for a while: "Then you roughly calculate the current shooting parameters, it doesn't matter if it's accurate or not, it won't affect my evaluation of your performance." ”

Weiss still did some calculations in a natural way, and then reported a set of data.

The artillery officer looked in the direction of his target for a few moments, then turned around, nodded at Weiss, and said to the inspector who was in charge of recording the results:

"Cadet No. 177, artillery operation, secondary; Observational assay, excellent; Overall score...... Top! ”

Although he had already guessed the result, when the dust settled on the "excellent" score, Weiss couldn't help but rejoice in his heart: this, but the first "excellent" result he got at the Baseton Military Academy! Thanks to compulsory education, thanks to the difficult high mathematics and deadly physics, and thanks to the technical masters of the XX forum......