Simon was reviewing An Jie's answer sheet just now.

In the second round of tactical assessment, the main content of the test is how much value can be achieved by instinct under the double limits of physical strength and spirit.

Judging from the answer sheet handed in by An Jie, her answer is not perfect...... But quite to the taste of the military!

Major Charles, who was sitting next to him, sighed: "It's like trying to carry out the word 'tough' to the end!" ”

That's right, tough. But she is not stupid, she will first find a way to win easily, and if she can't find it, she will implement tough tactics, how hard she is, you are ruthless and I am even more ruthless! And the degree of concern for the initiative is very deep, which can be seen from the fact that she would rather release the enemy back to China than seize the initiative.

Overall, Captain Simon was quite satisfied.

And along with this satisfaction, there is such a loss of guilt.

Simon looked at An Jie, who was slumped in his chair at this time, and his whole painting style turned gray.

He kept muttering "hell...... Santugawa ...... Enma Love...... Hell...... Santugawa ...... Enma loves ......" and other words of unknown significance.

"Isn't it a bit too much?"

Major Charles looked worried.

"Don't worry, it's fine."

Simon fed the dog the guilt in a blink of an eye, and he knew the nature of a girl after observing An Jie for seven days.

"Sergeant Angel Scarlett, the Central Committee has decided to promote you to warrant lieutenant, and you will go to the Imperial Capital Military University for further study from now on...... Don't hurry up yet! ”

Anjie was resurrected with full blood.

"Yes! Definitely don't forget the cultivation of tissues! ”

"Sit down, I'll play with you."

Anjie's blood bar is emptied.

Charles was dumbfounded.

"See? That's her nature. ”

Captain Simon put the roll away, got up and walked over to Anjie, and patted her face.

"Get up! The third round of assessment has begun! ”

An Jie's body twitched.

"And?!"

"Or what do you think?"

An Jie's silhouette began to blur......

Charles was shocked!

"Hey, hey, hey! Sergeant Scarlett doesn't look good right now! ”

Simon nodded.

"Indeed, it doesn't seem good...... So, are you going to just give up? ”

An Jie's outline stopped blurring......

"I understand, no way. After all, with your strength, it's the limit to be able to get here. ”

Anjie's silhouette began to become clear......

"It's that I didn't think it through, I didn't expect you to be so incompetent...... It was my fault. ”

Anjie began to regain her color......

"I'm thinking I'll get you promoted to sergeant when you're done — of course, it's not a lie. But it doesn't seem to work, after all, you've given up. ”

An Jie's limbs regained their senses......

"Don't worry, I will arrange a retirement certificate for you......"

Before Captain Simon could finish his sentence, he was caught by the collar.

"Don't talk to yourself there! Who should be considered incompetent! ”

An Jie, resurrected with a buff full of residual blood.

"What's the third round of assessment?! I accepted it! ”

Captain Simon gestured a scissorhand with the palm of his hand behind his back to Major Charles.

(This girl is such a character, it's easy to deal with, right?) ）

Charles couldn't help but laugh.

"Follow me."

Simon beckoned to An Jie.

An Jie followed.

The two walked all the way out of the classroom, turned left and right, and turned into Captain Simon's office.

Captain Simon's office had always been the same, immaculately cleaned, with no furnishings other than a desk.

Simon led Anjie to his desk.

"Go find a stool yourself."

An Jie's eyes scanned the surroundings - where were the extra stools?

She rolled her eyes.

"Say it earlier!"

After saying that, he trotted all the way away.

Captain Simon didn't care, and took out an object from under the table and fiddled with it.

The camera is turning to Anjie's side.

An Jie, who had just walked out of the office, collided head-on with Major Charles, who was limping.

"Uh...... Hats off! Major! For the glory of the Empire! ”

An Jie "snapped" and stood up and saluted.

Charles looked at her with a funny expression.

"What? Don't think of me as 'which onion'? ”

Her cold sweat came down with a brush, and even the answer began to stumble: "Ahhh......hh That, what, actually, I'...... Uh......"

(Like Simon said, it's so easy to understand.) ）

The major raised his hand and rubbed An Jie's golden hair.

"Don't be so restrained, I'm not so stingy!"

He smiled and said, "How's the injury?" ”

The wound in the Major's mouth refers to An Jie's right hand, which was burned by the hot steam of boiling blood. Although An Jie's right hand was covered with magic at the time, she was still burned due to the characteristics of magic - steel is not insulated!

However, her resilience was not at the level of an ordinary person, and when she showed her right hand to the Major, the burned scar had begun to scab.

"Thanks to the Major's concern, I'm fine."

Charles nodded.

"That's right...... Simon told you to come out and move chairs, right? Go ahead, I won't bother you. By the way, help me move one. ”

"Yes!"

Major Charles glanced at Anjie's back as he left, and turned to enter Captain Simon's office.

"What's the third round?"

Captain Simon said without raising his head: "Strategy." ”

Charles glanced at what he was fiddling with.

"Chess to test strategy?"

"She's a sergeant, and she's only been in school for seven days, how much can she know about strategy?"

Simon sets up the last piece.

"There are some things that you won't understand without touching them personally, and she's still far from the level of strategy."

He raised his head and looked his comrades in the eyes.

"So let her know what strategy is, how to interpret strategy, and what kind of mentality she should have to face the battlefield and war is the meaning of the third round of assessment."

He gestured to the chess game in front of him.

"That's enough."

"Indeed." Charles said, "It's been a long time since I've seen you so attached to someone, Simon. ”

As if remembering something interesting, he smiled, "I remember, didn't you often say that the person you hate the most is Lieutenant Cliff?" Why do you have to take such care of his daughter now? ”

"Take care? Perhaps. ”

Captain Simon's face was calm.

"Charles, when do you think the war will end?"

“…… When will the war end? ”

Charles was stunned, not understanding why Simon would turn the conversation to this...... But he still gave his answer very seriously:

"I don't know."

Simon was speechless: "I knew you would say that." ”

As an intelligence officer, Major Charles was not in a position to talk about topics such as war and politics in an informal setting.

"What the hell are you trying to say? Just say it straight. ”

Captain Simon sighed.

"Okay, well, what I want to say is: I don't know how long the war will last, and now the situation on the mainland is calm on the surface, but there is an undercurrent, although I personally hate Lieutenant Cliff very much, but as his subordinate, I can't let the daughter of the commander go to death like this............ That's probably what it means. ”

He picked up the black king chess.

"Give her the most comprehensive education, the best resources, the best subordinates, and the most diverse channels, make her stronger and smarter, let her surpass her father, and let Lieutenant Cliff, who drank tea with the devil in hell, know that her daughter has become stronger and more productive than him under my teaching."

“……………… I don't know what kind of expression that strong lieutenant will have. ”