Chapter 2: Hell Equipment
Later, later, very later, and later on, when we were both already mature men, we learned the inside story. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
It turned out that during those years, the Governor's navy expanded very rapidly, from three small fleets to four fleets, because the armament expansion was too fast, the navy's budget could not make ends meet, and even the salaries of officers and men on active duty had to be paid.
Our so-called special enrollment is actually a cash cow, on the surface it is said that the number of places is limited, but in fact there can be no more, just to deceive related households to pay a lot of money, and after being deceived, they are still silent and stealing fun, and as a result, the news is closed, causing the unlucky people who have been deceived to go forward and follow, and at most even spend more than 300,000 lire of unjust money.
This is not the worst thing, we learned after the first day of enrollment that our system does not arrange the warship discipline at all, nor does it conduct joint exercises with other systems, and is completely stripped out, and only exists as an auxiliary combat unit similar to the Marine Corps in the old century. Because it is a completely new unit, although we are nominally a navy, our rank is actually a little lower than that of the army.
Damn, that's a big deal!
"Fuck, I'm going to chop up that rat asshole!" My new tablemate, Xiaobei, howled sadly.
It was the first class, but we sat for more than ten minutes without even a single instructor. Under the command of Brother Gang, several of the most clever scouts were sent out to inquire about the news, and when I inquired, I learned that our three classes and one hundred and sixty-two students were only equipped with seven teachers, and the curriculum could not be reversed at all, so we had to take time one by one.
Hearing the news, the whole class exploded again, chickens, flying dogs jumped into a mess, groups of three or five laughed and scolded, noisy like a vegetable market, some people simply took advantage of the great opportunity of the world chaos and no one cared about it, covered their heads and fell asleep.
"Well, speaking of which, it's a familiar flavor." I couldn't help but sigh that this scene was simply a copy of the self-study class of the miscellaneous class in high school back then.
"Cut, as if you haven't made trouble, wouldn't it be nice to have the ability to score two more points in the entrance exam." Behind him, two chairs were placed side by side, and the guy with his legs crossed and his eyes closed sneered.
Xiaobei and I were quite surprised.
"I'll go, Bang Bang, you're there too!"
As a result, we were immediately met with a powerful white eye.
", even you two pieces of scrap copper and rotten iron are here, why can't I be here?"
Bang Bang was in the class next door to us back then, and he was also an inferior student with bad grades to the first class, but this guy not only had poor grades, but also had a very bad temper, and he could even be said to be cruel, and he didn't even care about the principal, so that every substitute teacher wanted to strangle him, and deducted his conduct points every day.
Although it was the next class, several of us were unexpectedly able to have a good time, probably because on the one hand, as a day student, I was always able to use various ways to bring all kinds of messy and urgent needs to the dormitory students who were locked up in school for several months and couldn't get out.
"It seems that you were also tricked into it by rats, and it is really thanks to you that you jumped into the dung pit one after another, and no one carefully asked whether this place belonged to the main system or the branch system, and what the professional tendency was, and I really thought that if I entered the military academy, I would enter the safe." Bang Bang said unceremoniously sarcastically.
At this time, I remembered that Bangbang's family was not good, there were several younger sisters in the family, and their parents were ordinary workers, so it was a bit incredible that they could take out more than 100,000 lira.
"Hey, man, are you going to take out a loan to pay the bill?"
At the end of the day, Bang Bang's facial muscles began to cramp, and I heard his teeth cluck and squeeze out a sentence from between his teeth: "My dad sold the house while I went to work at the mall." ”
Bang Bang and I squirted out almost at the same time.
Everyone knows how important a house is for a non-wealthy family like the Bang Bang family.
"Damn, that idiot, I don't want to think about it, if it's such a precious place, how can it be sold to him, a primary school classmate who hasn't met for more than ten years, at such a cheap price, it's really stupid!" Bang Bang gritted his teeth.
"Hey, Bang Bang, don't say a word, your dad is also for you." I couldn't help but interrupt him because I was dissatisfied with the way he spoke, and Bang Bang glared at me, but he really didn't speak.
Xiaobei hurriedly clapped his hands and said.
"Okay, okay, it just so happens that my family has an empty house on Delhi Road, two bedrooms and a living room of fifty square meters, not spacious, but enough to make up, your three younger sisters are not yet adults, how can you sleep on the road outside."
Xiaobei's family is a factory, specifically responsible for forging large and medium-sized artillery pipes and destroyer sections for the government army, there is basically no competition in this industry, nine times out of ten you can make a fortune, Xiaobei's family is also quite wealthy, vacating one or two empty houses is completely trivial to him.
Bang Bang closed his lips, then let go a little.
"Thanks, I'll pay the rent."
Xiaobei and I looked at each other and smiled bitterly, this is really Bangbang's style, not only fierce but also super stubborn.
After a whole morning, and after dinner in the afternoon, the teacher was late, but as soon as we saw someone, we were disappointed again, because this thing turned out to be a hairy boy who was not a few years older than us, and the rank was only a lieutenant.
In fact, this thing is indeed a rookie, and when he saw more than fifty pairs of eyes staring at him with sparkling sparkles, he immediately panicked, and stammered for more than ten seconds before he made it clear that his name was Essitas; Borg, I hope you will take care of it, etc., and finally seeing everyone's expressions of interest, I also feel that I am completely talking nonsense, and I have hastily said two nonsense.
Lieutenant Borg was actually a new cadet who had just graduated this year, graduating with only 851 out of 920 cadets. The only accomplishments that can boast of being an intern in the army for a year, and being on the fierce northern counterinsurgency front, following the Directory as one of the seven famous "armored killers", Ace West; Lieutenant Colonel Lorraine fought side by side, but I learned later that his so-called wingman was just a nominal name, and Mr. Ace didn't think about finding a rookie to be a partner at all, he basically served Lieutenant Colonel Lorraine tea for a year and washed clothes for a year, and he didn't learn anything at all.
The reason why this coward was able to become an instructor in this higher military academy was because he was the son-in-law of the principal.
Sure enough, during the class, this guy basically just read the textbook from beginning to end, without any new content, and made a series of slips, saying that "torpedo" was "fish" and that the throttle valve was a cut-off valve, which was a mess. The whole class was dry, as tasteless as chewed bagasse, and the guys basically lost interest after listening to it for five minutes, some took out the game console, some started playing cards, and some turned on the microcomputer network to watch movies, anyway, the class became as noisy as a small vegetable market again, and Borg also pretended to be blind and pretended not to see.
The world was in chaos, and I had to make do with the textbooks as thick as the Big Mac burgers, and I was still as uninterested in physics and mathematics as ever, and I had a headache after reading it for a while. There is an elective course textbook of "Kingdom, Biography of the Hundred Years of Generals of the Directory" that interests me, although there is no lack of exaggerated propaganda in the chapters of those high-ranking officials and great men, but when the story is played, the time is not bad, and there is also an old-fashioned "Theory of War", which is quite boring, and can only be integrated with the war examples of the "Kingdom, the Biography of the Hundred Years of Generals of the Directory", just like the relationship between the main dish and the side dishes.
The two classes passed quickly, and just as we were taking a break, Lieutenant Borg suddenly turned back and lazily said to us, "By the way, your practice equipment has arrived at the training port, you can take a look at it when you have time." ”
The guys who were originally chatting and playing instantly came to their senses, and rushed out of the classroom and ran towards the training ground like a swarm.
The Bergley Naval Academy is built on the shore of the Black Sea, and the training port is a military facility covering an area of about 50 hectares located in the southwest of the academy, in addition to being able to dock warships of less than 4,000 tons, this small port has all the equipment of a standard military port, cranes, large high-speed electronic computers, heavy forklifts, cargo warehouses, etc., so as to facilitate the trainees of various systems to familiarize themselves with professional business as soon as possible.
When we rushed to the port, we saw the lightweight ocean-going training ship "Baglaquion" with a displacement of 3,700 tons anchored there. It was undoubtedly a very beautiful battleship, with a slender hull with a ratio of more than one to seven lengths and widths, and the stealth design of the ship's side and superstructure were cut into beautiful lines, perfectly blended with the murderous eight-wheel vertical launcher, which looked like a sea goddess holding a trident.
We cheered and rushed to the training ship, only to be stopped by an angry management instructor before we could get close to the side of the ship.
"Stop, you're the bunnies of the 'Underwater Combat Division', who let you get on board?"
"Yes...... But our instructor said that our training equipment was ........."
"Your training gear is over there, and the Baglaquion is just in charge of the consignment, make no mistake."
We followed his finger and saw two medium-sized containers sitting straight on the shore, a group of port workers scrambling to pry the hot pot door open, and soon two dark blue humanoid machines were revealed.
The height is about 6.3 meters, the width is close to 3.5 meters, it looks a little short and fat, the whole body is covered by plump and thick heavy armor plates, the body is particularly strong and powerful, the jet mechanism of the hands and feet is made very large, and a huge jet device like a rocket backpack is installed on the back, which is tightly armed, and a conspicuous movable armored turret is additionally installed on the left shoulder, and a long-barreled 350mm multi-purpose rocket launcher is built-in, which is very eye-catching on the body.
This ........ this ........ isn't this an army standard equipped mech?!
Our hearts were instantly half cold, and at this moment, the real trainees of the Baglaquion came, full of spirit and spirit, and stepped into the training ship in a neat line, casting sneering and disdainful glances as they passed us.
The implication is obvious.
"Stupid donkey, idiot, hillbilly, such garbage and still want to be a navy?"