The Damocles Military Academy is very similar to the university in Wei San's original world, except that it is closed from Monday to Friday, and there are various training grounds.
The training grounds in the military academy are completely different from the training grounds on Planet 3212. Not only are there open spaces, but there are also simulation rooms that provide students with simulated battles. In short, technology and money are fully reflected in various training simulation rooms.
Wei San walked into the classroom with his schoolbag on his back. As soon as he sat down, the temporarily selected monitor began to hand out forms and asked them to fill them out.
Classes haven't even started these days, and a lot of messy forms have been filled out.
"Give it to me after you fill it out. We will go directly to the mecha field later. The teacher is waiting for us there." The monitor said as he collected the forms.
The students who had learned about it in advance immediately asked excitedly: "Go to the mecha field, are they going to give out mechas?"
This question immediately attracted everyone's attention.
The class monitor shook his head: "I don't know, I think so."
"Are they really going to give out mechas? I'm finally going to have my own mecha."
"Not only will they give out, I heard that I can choose one myself."
"Hurry up and write it, and then go to the mecha field."
The class was in an uproar, and most people were excited and filled out the form quickly. Wei San also quickly filled out the form. She wanted to know what it felt like to use an A-level mecha.
After everyone had filled out the form, the class monitor took them to the mecha field, and the teacher was waiting there.
The teacher pulled out three boxes from behind her back in a very sturdy manner: "You can choose for yourself."
The boxes were full of necklaces, or more precisely, each necklace contained a mecha. Using space folding technology, the mecha was stored in a special material, turning it into a round bead the size of a coin, and then made into a necklace shape for easy carrying.
"From left to right, they are light mechas, medium mechas, and heavy mechas." The teacher looked at the students in the class, "Pick the type that suits you. In addition, if there are students who are not sure about the difference between these three types of mechas, you don't have to choose yet. There are public mechas in each training room. You can come back after trying them out."
Most of the students did not hesitate and walked straight to the type of mecha they wanted. Obviously, they had practiced various mechas before coming to the military academy and knew what type of mecha they were suitable for.
There were still two students who didn't move. Wei San noticed that one of them had a similar necklace around his neck, and the other one didn't have one around his neck, but he subconsciously touched the ring on his finger.
Wei San was fascinated. There was actually a ring-shaped one, which was quite fashionable.
She walked to the middle and was also ready to get a mecha.
"What are you doing?" Xiang Minghua stopped the student who wanted to come up.
Wei San was stopped and was stunned for a moment and said, "Teacher, I choose the mecha."
Xiang Minghua frowned when he heard it: "These mechas won't run away, don't rush."
He looked through the information of all the students in this class. There were two students from the unknown star in the class, and Xiang Minghua remembered them.
Every year, a small number of students from the unknown star come to the five major military academies, but they are often the ones with the highest elimination rate every year. Most of the students in the military academy have been practicing mecha since they started school, not to mention that some top families have their own mechas and their own training grounds. It is well known that the resources of the Nameless Star are scarce, and there is no chance to come into contact with A-level mechas, let alone distinguish between the three types of mechas.
Damocles Military Academy knows this situation, so it always asks teachers to give more advice to students from the Nameless Star, and that is why they will be treated like this. Other military academies do not care where the students come from or what their foundation is. They strictly implement the elimination system from the beginning of freshmen's enrollment. For this reason, Damocles Military Academy is often ridiculed by other military academies, jokingly called the "Grassroots Military Academy" and accepts anyone.
"I'm very anxious." Wei San said sincerely.
Xiang Minghua: “???”
Wei San had read the basic knowledge of mechas before, and she had already set her own choice. Heavy mechas require the most weapons and shells, consume too much energy, and usually cost more to train than the other two types of mechas. Light mechas are better at reconnaissance, flying, etc., and have limited development directions. Medium mechas are different. They have great flexibility in development directions and are convenient for future transformation. She decided to choose a medium mecha at first sight.
"Wei San, right? Stand aside." Xiang Minghua endured it and repeated to herself several times not to lose her temper. "You can come from an unknown star, so your brain should be okay. It's not good for you to rush to pick a mecha now. Look at Nie Haoqi and learn his calmness."
Nie Haoqi is another student from an unknown star in the class.
"Doesn't a mecha soldier rely on force?" Wei San thought for a moment and said, "I didn't use my brain."
Xiang Minghua: "..." Very good, I ran into a troublemaker on the first day of class.
"I'll say it again, it's not good for you to choose a mecha before trying it." Xiang Minghua looked at the student, "If you really insist, I have no right to stop you, I just hope you don't regret it in the future."
"Thank you, teacher, then I'll go and choose." Except for poverty, no one else can change what Wei San has decided.
Seeing that she insisted, Xiang Minghua had to give way, and finally reminded: "If you don't adapt before the end of this semester, you can have one chance to apply for a change of mecha."
"Okay, teacher."
Except for a few people who didn't choose a mecha, everyone else had a necklace in their hands.
Xiang Minghua stood in the front, and waited for them to verify their identities on the necklace before picking up a necklace and releasing the mecha in front of all the students.
Wei San looked up at the mecha and couldn't help but sigh that the school was really rich. 80% of the mecha was made of free gold.
"The first lesson is very simple, learn to retract and release the mecha." Xiang Minghua played with the necklace in his hand, "The battlefield changes rapidly. Every second you waste, the enemy has one more second to kill you, so the time spent on retracting and releasing the mecha should be compressed as short as possible. You practice by yourselves, and the squad leader will keep an eye on it for me."
Xiang Minghua retracted the mecha in the blink of an eye, and then left this sentence, leaving this group of students here, and took Nie Haoqi away to train alone.
Wei San found an empty space and slowly pressed the switch. A light yellow mecha appeared out of thin air. She pressed the switch again and the mecha disappeared out of thin air.
It was magical.
Fortunately, Wei San didn't study this before, otherwise she could have played with it for days.
Wei San has been practicing how to put and retract the mecha and conscientiously completed the homework assigned by the teacher, but many classmates have already entered the mecha cabin and started to get familiar with their own mechas.
Those students who have mechas also released their own mechas, and it can be clearly seen that they are different from those in school.
"Fuck, is this a spider-transformed mecha?"
Immediately, a classmate didn't even care about his own mecha and came over to touch it excitedly.
"Lynx?! Ahhhh, it's my favorite mecha."
The place was boiling with excitement, and everyone gathered around to watch.
Wei San looked up at the two brown mechas and the leopard-colored mecha from the back. The spider and the lynx were both mechas designed by Master Ying Xiao. His other masterpiece was the Aries Transformer Mecha. These three were all medium-sized mechas.
There are three eras in the history of mechas, namely the Leap Age, the Golden Age, and the Pangu Age. Or it can be divided by mecha type, the time when light, medium, and heavy mechas were born.
The representative master of the Leap Age was Yu Qingfei, known as the number one mecha master. He was good at light mechas and had three masterpieces. So far, no one has been able to innovate and surpass them. All light mechas were added or subtracted from the mecha data model data he provided.
There are two representative masters in each of the Golden Age and the Pangu Age. The mechas created and designed in these three ages constitute the scale of all mechas in the Federation now.
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The school gives freshmen a unified class time per week. After they have a general understanding of the situation, they open a course selection system. In addition to the necessary unified courses, students can choose courses according to their own progress and have free time.
Wei San did not choose. After she finished the required cultural courses, she spent every day in the library, and then went to the mecha field to tinker with her mecha, and even wanted to dismantle it.
It has to be said that there is a big difference between Class A and Class B, and the operating system is several times more complicated.
Wei San climbed into the mecha cabin, sat in the driver's seat, looked at the control panel in front, and controlled the mecha to stroll around.
Apart from anything else, Class A walks more freely, as if lifting its own feet.
"Wei San, come down." Xiang Minghua stopped Wei San expressionlessly and patted her mecha.
"Teacher, what's up?" Wei San jumped down from the mecha cabin immediately.
Xiang Minghua looked at this student who looked innocent on the surface but was actually playing tricks behind the scenes, and his anger grew: "Why don't you go to class?"
"I went." Wei San denied.
"Mecha confrontation, fighting, shooting... which one did you take?" Xiang Minghua really couldn't understand. As someone who also came from the Nameless Star, Nie Haoqi took the initiative to schedule a full schedule every day, and even spent all his time on Saturdays and Sundays in the simulation room, just to catch up with the progress of other students as soon as possible. Wei San was not seen all day except for group classes and a stroll in the afternoon.
Wei San said sincerely: "Teacher, I have a weak learning ability. I want to take it slow and choose these courses later."
Xiang Minghua: "..." He didn't know why, but every time Wei San spoke, he felt that she was mocking him.
"These are the courses I chose for you. You will follow them next week." Xiang Minghua turned on the optical computer and sent a course schedule to Wei San, "They are all basic courses, not too difficult to learn."
Wei San looked at the full schedule of courses for the week and subconsciously refused: "Teacher, this course seems to be too many."
"If people from Wuming Star want to stay, they must endure hardships." Xiang Minghua frowned, "Do you want to stay? If you want to stay, don't be lazy all day long."
Wei San sighed in her heart. She had to go out on Saturdays and Sundays to see where she could make money. Now that the courses from Monday to Friday are full, she only has one o'clock in the evening to read.
"Wei San, take care of yourself." Xiang Minghua left the last sentence and turned away.
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Xiang Minghua dealt with the troublemaker and walked back to his office with a gloomy look.
Just as he sat down, a man came in at the door: "Why, are the students difficult to lead?"
Xiang Minghua said nothing, flipping through the training materials of the students on the table in the past few days.
The other party didn't care and leaned against the door: "If you had admitted your mistake at that time, the dean would not have sent you here to lead the freshmen."
"It's good here, and the students are obedient." Xiang Minghua silently crossed out Wei San's name in his heart.
The person at the door flicked her long hair and said casually, "There is a child from the Ying family among the freshmen this year."
Xiang Minghua paused, and finally flipped through the information as if nothing had happened: "You don't have to go to class?"
The other party clicked his tongue and said, "The competition is almost over, you should think carefully about the next year. We think maybe next year will be different."
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The author has something to say: The big guys in various military academies are all working hard in training, only Wei San is still slacking off, it's time for her to feel the whip of society (poverty) :)