"I'll make an explanation for the exam first." The chief examiner continued, "There will be a round of written exams in the morning and practical assessments in the afternoon. The top 15 scores will enter the final round, and 10 will be selected after the interview."

Wu Qiao remembered one by one in his heart.

The examiner paused, then said again: "There is nothing incomprehensible, right? Now enter the room and wait for the topic."

Wu Qiao squeezed what was in his pocket.

—That is a button.

Yesterday, when Wu Qiao was in the last training session, a button on Tan Yan's military uniform fell off and rolled next to Wu Qiao. Wu Qiao bent over and picked it up, took it in his hand and took a closer look. He found that even the workmanship was very delicate, the surrounding lace shone with luster, the pattern in the middle was the emblem of the empire, and it was the admiral's clothes as expected.

At that time, Wu Qiao was holding the button and suddenly said something inexplicably: "Tomorrow...will you lend me a day?"

Tan Yan was stunned over there: "What?"

Wu Qiao replied: "It's just a superstition on our side. Using someone's pen and ink, swords, etc., can borrow a little bit of that person's strength."

Tan Yan touched his military uniform, and the button on his chest pocket that was closest to the heart was no longer there: "...take it away, you don't have to pay it back."

"...Give it to me?" Wu Qiao was a little confused-is Tan Yan sick?

Looking at Wu Qiao with his eyes wide open, Tan Yan reluctantly explained: "...I just nailed another one."

"Oh..." Wu Qiao clenched the button tightly, but thought that one day, I will also become an admiral of the empire.

When his thoughts came back, Wu Qiao followed the other candidates into the room, turned on the computer, and soon the question appeared on the screen.

Wu Qiao began to answer one by one.

The scope of these topics is very wide, but most of them are tactics and strategies. It seems that you have to look at the big picture.

There is nothing related to the mecha. At first, Wu Qiao was a little surprised, but after thinking about it, I understood the intention-in the afternoon, I will test the actual operation of the mecha, and then there is no point in the written test. For the reserve officers of the Empire, tactics Strategic literacy is as important as mecha driving skills, and it doesn't seem unreasonable that the scores are divided into half.

This part is Wu Qiao's strengths, and he has loved reading it since he was a kid.

One of the very important questions is how to capture a planet in an important strategic position when the forces are severely insufficient. The content of the test is quite conventional.

The test uses simulation software. Candidates dispatch soldiers to command the war, and the computer makes corresponding deployments on behalf of the enemy. Candidates need to defeat the computer to win. There is only one chance. The process will be recorded. Candidates cannot undo any previous commands, even if the situation is discovered. There is no way to go back to the disadvantage.

Wu Qiao's hand moved quickly on the screen, allowing the virtual soldiers to raid the city.

He thought about it, and finally decided to attack the city and fight for aid. He made various arrangements outside the planet, buying ordinary merchant ships and disguising them as warships, creating the illusion that his own forces were very strong to confuse his opponents. When the planet was easy to defend and difficult to attack, the enemy did not rush to attack. Asking for reinforcements, Wu Qiao found a very convenient location to ambush the reinforcements one by one, and incorporated the captured enemy warships. Finally, when the defenders on the planet had not been supplied for a long time, the siege was turned into a strong attack, and his morale was the highest. When the enemy's morale was at its lowest, they took that planet in one fell swoop.

Seeing his victory on the screen, Wu Qiao smiled happily. He looked at the other candidates, and there were less than ten other candidates besides Sheng Zhongguang, all with serious expressions.

Another very important topic...it seems not so conventional-the enemy has developed a new mech that can escape the current investigation network of the imperial army, and now the intercepted intelligence knows that the enemy is planning to land on the mining star to search How can a research institute hidden deep underground, as a defender, repel opponents with minimal losses?

Wu Qiao absolutely had reason to suspect that Tan Yan was stimulated by the time he was in Mining Star.

Normally...that is...the technology is not easy to use, so I just stare at it with my eyes.

But... it really wasn't that simple.

Wu Qiao stared at the additional line of explanation: Intelligence shows that the enemy will attack at night, with poor night vision, and the current number of defenders is not enough to complete manual monitoring.

What else can I do?

Wu Qiao thought about it for a long time, studied Mining Star carefully, and finally came up with an idea.

After his observation... Mine Star had a special climate, and finally it was rainy and rainy. So Wu Qiao secretly sent people to dump a large amount of sand at the possible landing site of the enemy. The sand was poured with water, and a small swamp was formed. After landing, the enemy was caught off guard. Some of them turned on the lights to check under the hectic driving, and they immediately became live targets. Various weapons of the Empire aimed at him and bombarded them; others immediately returned to the air without knowing. There is a substance that can glow at night hidden deep in the swamp below, and it is still a living target. They encountered a special situation they didn't expect when they landed on Mining Star, and they were all annihilated by Wu Qiao in less than a minute.

Phew... Wu Qiao sighed.

The next questions are not difficult, and Wu Qiao feels that he can answer them quite well.

To talk about the episode, there is only one.

When Wu Qiao habitually fiddled with the buttons in his pocket again, the chief examiner suddenly ordered him to take out things very seriously.

"..." Wu Qiao took out the button.

"What is this?"

Wu Qiao whispered: "I regard this as a lucky charm."

"..." The bald examiner looked at it carefully, then seemed to recognize what it was, and stared at Wu Qiao suspiciously for a long time.

…

When I went out to eat at noon, Ya Jiu rushed to the outside of the examination room: "Wu Qiao! How are you?"

"…its not bad, right."

"Can you do all the questions?"

"Ok."

"Huh..." Ya Jiu said, "I'm so worried that my heart is beating!"

"...You don't have a heart."

Back in the examination room in the afternoon, it was the same examiner.

"Assess the practical application in the afternoon." He said, "It is the actual operation of the mecha."

"..."

"The first round is test dodge, the second round is test shooting, and the third round is actual combat."

Wu Qiao looked at Sheng Zhongguang. The latter seemed to be more worried, calm and relaxed when he didn't have the written test.

"Then, the candidates whose numbers are called go in, two at a time, and the rest are waiting here temporarily."

Wu Qiao was at the back. He waited outside for a long time. When it was finally his turn, he was a little tired from sitting.

The examiner pointed to a mecha and said to him: "Go up."

Wu Qiao looked up and saw that the mecha was very broken. It seemed that there was only a D-class, not a smart mecha, and could only be operated manually.

He stepped into the elevator board and found that it was much worse than Crow nine.

"Get familiar with it first."

"Okay." Wu Qiao didn't feel embarrassed at all, and jumped right and left in front of the examiner.

"If it's about the same," the examiner said again, "then it will begin."

"it is good."

"Then I'll talk about the rules first. Later, there will be simulated missiles attacking your mecha. Your task is to avoid them as much as possible. You will feel it when you hit you, and you can see the electronic score."

"Hmm." Is this the same as training?

"It should be noted that," the examiner came with an accented symbol, "there will be a few green shells at the end, and they can only be evaded by maneuver."

"...What?" Can only maneuver to dodge? Tan Yan once said that maneuver dodge is difficult.

"Yes." The examiner explained, "The enemy may develop new technologies at any time. We cannot assume that we will always have a way to crack them. Sometimes, we need to rely on the driver’s own experience instead of solely relying on technology or protection. shield."

"...Oh." Wu Qiao felt that Tan Yan was still stimulated by the matter on Mining Star.

"Okay, let's start now."

"Thank you." Wu Qiao put his hand on the row of operation keys on the mecha, ready to press any one of them at any time.

Soon, a missile flew towards Wuqiao at a very fast speed.

Immediately afterwards, there were all kinds of missiles, beams of vertical and horizontal misalignment, which made people dazzling.

Wu Qiao kept in mind what he learned on the training ground, and observed which ones might hit him and which ones didn’t need to worry at all. Then, for those who might hit him, he adopted various countermeasures, shuttled through the room, and took one step. Step by step crossed the end.

After crossing the end, all kinds of attacks stopped.

Wu Qiao glanced at the scoring, but he was not hit even once.

Ok...Wu Qiao thought, just keep this score until the end. Wu Qiao should have won the line, just like many geniuses in history, they can shock the world in the entrance exam. Written exams in the morning are good...it’s better to get full marks in the afternoon and take the course as the undisputed number one.

"The green one is coming, only maneuvering to dodge." Wu Qiao heard the examiner's reminder.

He clenched his fist, his palms were a little sweaty.

As soon as he settled down, Wu Qiao saw a green director rushing over, not too fast.

Immediately afterwards, a few more came out of the chamber.

Wu Qiao could be avoided and was in a panic.

However, Wu Qiao quickly formulated a strategy-shrinking in the corner. First of all, there are not many missiles that can hit the corner. Secondly, those who can hit the corner of the wall can only be launched from the two opposite walls. The corner is the farthest away from them. Under the resistance of the air, the speed of the missile is also the slowest, which can effectively increase the dodge rate. . Once again, if a missile flies to a corner, the mecha can kick off the ground and increase its speed with the help of bounce. If another missile comes after it reaches the roof, it will push down the roof and land quickly—even in the process of moving. To be hit, in the worst case, you can kick the back wall to get an extra acceleration.

Originally, this strategy was applied very well... Who knows, suddenly a tracking missile came!

Wu Qiao kept in mind what Tan Yan said. Tan Yan once said that if you must dodge maneuvering, don't drive as fast as possible, otherwise you will be inflexible.

Wu Qiao muttered these words silently in his heart, scurling everywhere, walking coquettishly, always carrying a tail behind him.

However, Wu Qiao found...this thing...fuel seems to be sufficient. On the other hand, his seemingly D-class mecha, after the tossing a while ago, the fuel could not be used for too long.

I can only think of a way to make it hit the wall...

Wu Qiao thought to himself, flying an S-shaped route towards a wall, and then, just before hitting it, the mecha turned over and bounced off the wall with both feet.

Wu Qiao stabilized. Looking back, the missile was still...

Isn’t the speed enough to carry it just now...? It also successfully transferred back?

Wu Qiao guessed like this, the next time he flew towards the wall at the fastest speed.

But... unexpectedly... haven't shaken off...

hateful…

Wu Qiao tried back and forth several times, but it avoided the wall.

Is there any way to increase its speed?

Generally speaking, the tracking missile will fly at a speed similar to that of the attacking target, and then launch an attack at the time it deems appropriate. If it cannot find a good opportunity, it will always follow the target. Now, Wu Qiao is sure that the fastest tracking missile is faster than his mecha, and it did not attack just a few times just because it was more cautious.

There is always only one question in Wu Qiao's head: Is there any way to increase its speed? !

By the way... he suddenly realized that gravity...

Before, he used the maximum speed to fly towards the wall, which was not enough. So, what if he used the maximum speed to fly towards the ground...? Its own speed, combined with the acceleration of gravity, might make it too late to turn and hit the ground?

Thinking of this, Wu Qiao didn't think much about it.

He ascended to the highest point of the room, then dived to the ground one by one.

The head of the mech was down, the engine rang and it fell down quickly.

In the other room, several people watching the screen held their breath.

"Like this... can you get rid of it?" the chief examiner asked.

"I don't know." The other examiners showed blank expressions, "I haven't tried it."

"Yeah." said the bald-headed examiner, "I only know that it is impossible for this mecha to hit a missile against a wall, but... plus the acceleration of gravity... I have never had this idea."

"He is crazy...!" said a female examiner.

"Who said no?" Another person said, "His grades are already number one. Does he have to get a full score?"

"Hmm...Is he the kind of person in the legend who will die if he doesn't do his best?"

"This is a good description!"

Tan Yan, who had not spoken all the time, suddenly inserted a sentence: "He is that kind of person."

"what?"

Tan Yan, who was asked rhetorically, didn't say anything anymore, just staring at the screen intently.

After speaking, the result is out.

Wu Qiao still failed to get rid of the missile.

"Hahahaha..." the examiner who spoke before said, "Although it failed, this innovative spirit is worthy of recognition!"

After saying this, there was no response.

Strangely, he turned his head back to the screen, only to find that Wu Qiao had risen to the top of the roof for the second time.

"It's useless after trying..."

As soon as the voice fell, he saw Wuqiao Mecha thrusting the ceiling forcefully, and then slapped a number of bullets against the roof with his backhand, and immediately obtained a considerable starting speed.

"..." This person...

The starting speed, plus the acceleration of gravity, plus the fastest speed of the mecha...this time, will it be enough?

"He's too crazy, too crazy!" the examiner shouted, "I never knew this mecha could drive this speed!"

"Yeah... It looks scary." The female examiner said again, "You hear the mecha creaking, as if it's about to disperse."

"If the mecha is scattered, he will die..."

Hearing this, Tan Yan said coldly, "What nonsense?"

"Oh..." The reprimanded person stuck his tongue out.

"Why didn't he slow down..." Seeing Wu Qiao was about to hit the ground, the female examiner asked worriedly, "Don't really go wrong..."

"..." As soon as the voice fell, Wu Qiao’s mecha reversed the head and foot positions, landing heavily on both feet, and then bounced off the ground. Everyone only heard a “boom”. The tracking missile hit the ground, and the simulation smoke filled the ground. In the room, electronic sounds kept humming.

This time, it finally failed to turn that corner abnormally.

A few words appeared on the scoreboard in the room for an instant: "Target: Miss", and then began to replay the picture continuously.

"This person..." the female examiner said, "Really... He will turn the position of the mecha's head and feet one second later, and the mecha's head will knock to the ground... That way, he will really die. "

"Yeah, I don't know if he is confident? Or reckless?"

"What's his name?" Looking at the D-class mecha standing quietly in the room, several examiners raised such questions at the same time. One of them reached out and picked up the list of candidates, searching line by line. "...Wu Qiao."

"Wu Qiao?" Or the person who likes to talk to each other, "That interstellar scrap? Is it the interstellar scrap?"

"Gene can't explain the problem, don't use this to qualitative." Tan Yan sitting there suddenly said, "If you must ask... he is the driver of Ya Jiu."

"…what?"

"He is the driver of Raven Nine."

"That ordinary person?" the female examiner asked again, "I only heard that Ya Jiu recognized an ordinary person, but I never cared about his name."

Tan Yan smiled: "It's Wu Qiao."

"However, he will soon not be the driver of the Raven Nine, is he?"

Tan Yan said nonchalantly: "Who knows?"

On the other side, Wu Qiao was not well shaken in the landing just now.

It took him a long time to get over. He helped the outer wall of the mecha and walked out of the mecha. As soon as he got on the lifting platform, his legs were numb again, and he knelt there with a thud until the lifting platform fell. On the ground, he struggled to stand up again, and walked out of the room step by step.

Actually, it was a bit too much just now, but he was not reconciled to admit failure without trying everything possible.

Outside, Sheng Zhongguang was shocked when he saw Wu Qiao's face: "Are you okay?"

"...It's okay."

"Really all right?"

"It's really okay."

"But why did you become like this?"

"...I made it myself."

Sheng Zhongguang's face was pale: "Isn't it saying that you can't use real guns? Isn't it saying that the exam is not dangerous?"

"...Don't worry." Wu Qiao couldn't help touching Sheng Chongguang's head. "You didn't use real guns and live ammunition. As long as you don't do it, you will definitely be safe."