Although the Gràcia mercenary group and the combined forces of the Dark and Blue Legions were in full swing in the Andori system, a few hours away, the Burrenhill was unusually quiet at the moment, and the gorgeous but never extravagant bridge was as busy as ever. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Daddy Lake, can you bring some coffee to the bridge?" Young Helia. Sergeant Doffer has just taken over the duty of radar monitor from his colleague, not only as radar monitor, but also as communications control. Because it was not in combat readiness, there was only one officer on duty on the bridge at the moment, as well as several non-commissioned officers.

And the person who is affectionately called Daddy Lake by the people of the Bronhill is the chef of the first restaurant of the Brenshire. Although the society of the Emma people is strict, there is not much difference in the treatment between nobles and commoners on the starship, so the first restaurant is not only responsible for the food of the captain and other nobles, but also generally provides food for the soldiers on the bridge. Of course, if you encounter that kind of outrageous aristocracy, it is a different matter.

"No problem." Lake boldly stretched out his hand, gave a thumbs up, and a big smile appeared on his face. "Coffee is coming soon, and your late-night supper."

"Thank you then." Helia smiled in a friendly manner, habitually scanning the entire bridge.

Officer on duty. Haight in Sail Sergeant Sholmes. Master Chief Queredor dangled beside him. Looking at the smiles on the faces of the two of them, you can know that the relationship between these two people is developing rapidly.

"It's been three years since this kind of leisurely life, shouldn't I change the environment?"

Helia looked at the happy and leisurely appearance of her colleagues, and couldn't help but doubt her original choice. Although she is a member of the vassal family of the Atishabo family, she serves the members of this family, because she is not disgusted by the education she received since childhood. However, Helia's ardent anticipation for the Earl, who had been missing for several years since he came of age, had cooled down rapidly after the appearance of the Earl of Bourdeshir.

"It's your coffee, the beans of Laidonis." A middle-aged uncle looked very happy and delivered a cup of coffee to Helia, pulling the distracted non-commissioned officer back to reality.

"Thank you." Helia's reserved thanks, even though Ryke's service to Helia, a minor nobleman, was a matter of course for Emma, the woman expressed her gratitude.

"Hmm~ It's worthy of Daddy Lake's craftsmanship, it's delicious." Picking up the overly delicate coffee cup, Helia, who took a sip of coffee, narrowed her eyes with great enjoyment and let out an exclamation. "It's so lucky to have a legend like Daddy Lake in Burren Hill."

"Haha, of course. But, then again, what is that? Lake clearly enjoyed the compliment, and laughed heartily. However, when his gaze fell on Helia's screen, all the images he had never seen before made him question.

"Ah, this is the exit of the air tunnel, and there are also wind tunnels. It is the accompanying ...... that occurs when a battleship jumps Like ......" Helia explained to the middle-aged man quite kindly, anyway, it was her own people who often came and went to this battleship, so she didn't hesitate to say it.

"Uh...... Poof......"

Helia looked in amazement at the purple pattern displayed on the screen, and in the small box below the main screen, it changed from green to orange. Helia, who knew very well what this signal meant, had to give up her aristocratic demeanor and squirt out the coffee that had already been drunk in her mouth.

"A large number of targets were found, and the friendly identification system did not respond, whether to turn on the first level of combat alert." As Helia turned around and sat down, a virtual screen popped up, revealing the text on it. So, the only thing Helia needed to do, and what she could do at the moment, was to confirm the issuance of a battle alert.

The Hell Angel class, as the most cutting-edge warship in the Emma Empire, has reached a new level in the application of artificial intelligence, and relatively speaking, there will be a little more preparation time for the crew on board.

……

When the lights of the Brenhill turned dark red, in a certain luxurious room, the faces of the two unscrupulous elements who had originally entered the state of watching the play showed helpless expressions.

"Provoke, provoke the fire." Lu Lu grinned, and the whole person curled up on the sofa, showing the true meaning of the so-called frustrated body bending forward.

"Well, Bourd Hill went to play the fight in the fifth stage, so he wasn't there, Ossie grabbed the task of frontal attack, so he wasn't there, and Victor, the good guy, took on the most important task of pinning down, and of course he wouldn't be here. Well, now the highest military attache in the entire base is the group of non-commissioned officers left behind on the Burrenshire......" Lu Lulu's face was exposed outside, looking extremely depressed. "Do you want us to step in and direct the battle?"

"No, as far as I know, there is still a professional officer in the entire base at the moment." Hayabusa thought about it carefully, and the superior memory immediately gave the answer. "I remember it's called Lot. Haidt's warrant officer majored in ship control when he studied at Imperial College, but he took a starship command course and his grades were very good. ”

"Hey, your memory is too good." Lu Lu's mind quickly browsed the personnel information sent by the eldest lady, and found that the demon Hayabusa really didn't say a word. "It's a pity he's just a freeman, and the Berenhill commanding the ranks of the battle ranks is too reluctant, and I think the poor warrant officer will ask you for help in a minute."

"Whether or not you ask me for help depends on the weight of the enemy who came this time. After all, it is the newest starship of the Emma Empire, and if it sinks casually, the entire Emma Empire will become a joke. When Hayabusa said this, he didn't even lift his eyelids, just focused on the situation of Andory's battle. As if he had discovered something, Hayabusa raised his head slightly, a hint of relief in his tone. "The Antori Battlefield coalition has won, and now the Gracia mercenary group is slightly inferior."

"Slightly inferior? I don't think so. Lu Lu shook his head absently, "Ahhh ”

……

Lott couldn't help but be taken aback when he saw the bridge that suddenly turned dark red. However, as an officer with a higher education in the Emma Empire, he naturally chose to trust the judgment of his subordinates.

"Bridge Emergency Notice: Level 1 emergency, all posts must be fully staffed within three minutes." Lott. Haidt quickly turned on the Burrenshire's internal broadcast system and spread his orders throughout the ship.

"Radar officer, confirm the number of enemies as soon as possible. Sail long, confirm the power output of the ship, and be ready to leave the anchor state at any time. Weapons officer, I authorize you to unsecure all weapons systems. "Lot. Haight simply issued orders based on what the academy had taught him.

Originally, the officer on duty on the bridge in the event of a sudden encounter with the enemy, as long as he did the lot. Haidt is fine with this now. As soon as the alarm sounds, the officers in charge of the various systems on the bridge will appear where they should be as quickly as possible.

It was only when the precious minute had passed, and the person who appeared on the bridge was still only a non-commissioned officer, that the warrant officer suddenly realized.

Of course, the highest officer of a temporary base can be a warrant officer, but the supreme commander of a battleship not only needs to be of noble origin, but also cannot be a captain. This is a practice that most of the armed forces of the Emma Empire have tacitly assumed.

"Helia, the bridge is higher in your rank now...... "I didn't think about it, just like most Emma people are in awe of the ranking bill, Lot. Haidt intended to hand over command of the Brenshire to a nobleman.

"Impossible." For the time being, she has taken on the duties of a radar officer, and has worked hard with several colleagues to scan Sergeant Helia. After Haight finished speaking, he immediately rejected his proposal. "I'm just specialized in radar system engineering, and I'm a complete amateur in ship command."

"Speaking of which, you're the only officer currently working on the Burrenshire as a Navy serviceman." Holmes. Credor reminded the man who seemed shrewd, but was in fact confused.

"......" At this moment, Haidt really wanted to cry without tears. Although everything about the enemy was still unknown at the moment, Haight knew that the brainless Burrenhill was already in danger before the enemy rushed out of the wind tunnel. It was not that he was unwilling to command battleships in battle, after all, this was a rare experience. However, thinking of the "Armed Regulations", which was famous in Emma's navy, Haidt couldn't even cry.

This so-called "Armament Regulations", the full name of which is "Regulations on the Operations and Training of the Armed Forces of the Imperial Navy's Starships", contains a provision that clearly stipulates what kind of personnel should be in various positions at various levels.

This rule was preceded by a law enacted long ago, when the Emma had just begun to use Mimatar slaves on warships on a large scale to provide efficiency, in order to prevent slaves from seizing starships and causing harm to their masters. Although it seems unreasonable, considering the unique family culture of the Emma Empire, this kind of harsh requirements has become a positive driving force for the nobles, so this rule has been strictly enforced.

As the Emma people expanded, the term "Armed Regulations" became synonymous with the regulations that brought countless outstanding officers to the Emma Navy. Later, the various families derived from this content had more legal provisions than the thick "Regulations on the Combat and Training of the Armed Forces of the Imperial Navy's Starships". (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please log in to the www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) )