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Two days after Lancelot came back, the mech practical class started. It was a coincidence that Bentley was standing next to Lancelot.

After the last banquet, Lancelot felt a little disgusted when he saw Bingley now, and he could even feel Bingley's seemingly absent eyes on him, and his brows frowned involuntarily.

There was originally a class A and a class B, and the mech practical class was a small class system, so they shouldn't be in the same class, let alone line up together.

The reason for the current situation began with the news of Zongyuan’s changes a few days ago.

During the few days when Lancelot was staying in the dungeon, the military headquarters suddenly received a message from the Zongyuan military base, saying that the Zongyuan event had begun.

The Zerg Abyss is a decisive sign of the Zerg attack.

Five years ago, scientists observed the Zerg Abyss changes many times within half a year, and the frequency was even higher before the Zerg launched its attack, and reached its peak at the time of the war.

This Zerg Abyss change was five years earlier than experts expected. This deviation can be said to be the largest prediction deviation since human beings have studied the Zerg, and it can even be said to be a prediction error.

But now there is no time to blame the experts for their mistakes, the news of the Zombie Abyss change was announced by the empire across the stars.

As the overlord of the entire interstellar, the empire has the strongest combat effectiveness and military equipment. The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. It can be said that it shoulders the destiny of all interstellar humans.

After receiving the news, the Institute of the Imperial Military Department urgently dispatched personnel to the border of the Zongyuan to collect samples and collect data. Soldiers from multiple planets are stationed on the border of the Zongyuan, including the Empire and the orc planet that has made good friends with the Empire.

The distance from the main star of the empire to the worm abyss is not too short, and there will be interstellar pirates haunting places outside the jurisdiction of the empire.The researchers dispatched in this emergency were escorted by General Freddie.

Due to the transfer of personnel, General Fleet and several other instructors went to the border of Zombies and other planets one after another. The Mecha Department decided to use a new teaching mode, combining the four classes, with Marshal Uriah as the instructor.

After explaining a few things, the students entered the underground training ground for the first mecha simulator course.

Forty students are not too many, and they line up according to the results of the first mental matching test.

Lancelot and Bentley are the leaders of Class A and Class B respectively. Both of them are wearing blue and black uniforms specially made by the military department for the Mecha Department.

Lancelot didn't want to stand at the head of the row at the moment. Marshal Uriah still looked aloof, his expression was like an ice cube dug out of the permafrost, but for no reason he felt that Uriah was looking at him. There is something wrong with his eyes.

Marshal Uriah put his hands behind his back and suddenly stood still, standing up straight.His cold eyes swept over every student present, and finally fixed on Lancelot, and gave an order:

"Lancelot."

"arrive."

"Exit."

"Yes."

He watched the man walking towards him, and the two walked to the side of the mech simulator together.Uriah looked at the students in the audience:

"Everyone should have obtained the manual for debugging the mech. Let me first show you how to debug the operating chair of the mech simulator."

Lancelot sat on the operating chair according to his instructions, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to adjust it by himself, but unexpectedly, the hand that was about to pull the operating lever was grabbed by someone.

Uriah explained to everyone with a normal expression: "First, sit on the operating chair to find a more comfortable position, and then place both hands on the second knob on the outside of the operating chair."

He leaned over to turn the knob for Lancelot, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "You did it yourself to let everyone know that I gave you a little trouble?"

Lancelot frowned: "Then you can call a novice to come up."

Uriah made a silent gesture: "Shh."

Lancelot looked up but caught a glimpse of Bentley beside him, who was looking straight at them with a sharp light in his eyes.It didn't look like a student observing a teaching case, but more like the expression of a slippery poisonous snake looking at its prey while spitting out a letter.

The next move of Lancelot was somewhat beyond Uriah's expectations. It seemed that it was specially made for Bentley to see. He gently touched Uriah's hand with his hand without any scruples, and bent down to pretend to learn Start to adjust the knob.

"Turning this knob adjusts the curvature of the backrest of the spine. May I ask Marshal Uriah what is the next step?"

Lancelot raised his head slightly to meet Uriah's astonished eyes.

That's right, Lancelot has never been the kind of person who sits and waits to die. The compromises seen by the world may just be the accumulation of energy before the chicks fly, and the dormancy before the beasts attack.

The arc of Uriah's mouth was barely detectable, this person was trying to pretend to be modest.

Teach well-behaved students.

"Next, press the button below and turn the second knob at the same time. This step is not easy to master. I will only do it once for everyone to see clearly."

Uriah didn't want to be an idler, and showed the seriousness of the instructor's usual teaching, so he directly covered Lancelot's hand with his hand in front of everyone, and taught him how to adjust the mecha.

The two got very close, and Lancelot's voice was also very low: "The previous instructors also taught the students like this?"

Uriah had a hint of teasing: "Shy?"

"No." Lancelot said mercilessly.

Uriah looked at the proud "good student" in front of him.

He taught it from the beginning to the end, the two of them came and went, the details of what should be taught were not concealed, and he really taught the most boring class of learning mechs vividly and full of interest.

The students have heard it, read it and read it, and they are learning it with gusto.

It's just that the one who doesn't know the teaching has impure motives, and the one who learns is pretending to be ignorant.

When they really started to operate it themselves, they found that it was not as simple as they thought, and the problems emerged endlessly.

However, every class of mech department students must go through such a class, and the instructor still needs to guide them in the end.In this way, instead of listening to the boring class, today's interesting teaching seems to be better.

Originally, the mecha debugging was directly connected by the engineers with the mecha operators, but there were too many students and not enough engineers, so there was such a class that needed to debug the mechas.

Fortunately, mecha debugging only needs to be debugged once, and then you can restart the settings by swiping your personal terminal.

Mecha debugging is the first step in opening a good mecha. No one dares to slack off. After the students have finished debugging, they must be reviewed by the instructor one by one.

The whole training field complained endlessly, and for a while there was a man on the top of the chair screaming, and for a while the one on the other side was stuck in the operating chair and couldn't get up and down.

There are many procedures for debugging the mecha, and there are hundreds of parts that need to be debugged just for the handle part, and it is difficult for novices to grasp the essentials, and they don't know whether the debugging is suitable for them.

Even if everyone has a commissioning manual and Marshal Uriah’s on-site demonstration, the on-site commissioning is still clumsy, and they can’t find the next step after doing this step.

Several instructors and teaching assistants ran all over the field, helping the students to debug without any complaints.

After about four to five 10 minutes,

Some students have reached the final stage.

The first to raise his hand was Bentley from Class B.

At this time, several instructors were scattered around the training ground, and Uriah was the closest to him, and it was unknown if he did it on purpose.

Uriah walked to his mecha simulator, he checked several important parts one after another, and then called out the simulator coefficients to compare with Bentley, not to mention that this man is really capable, except for a few error-prone Except for the details, there are no mistakes in any general direction.

This level can be better than most students.

"Okay, there are still a few details to adjust." After finishing speaking, he pointed at several data.

Uriah could completely trip him up, but he didn't bother to do so. He had many ways to get rid of Bentley.

Bingley didn't think that Uriah would give him a sincere evaluation, and he didn't know what was good or bad: "Marshal Uriah can teach Colonel Lancelot personally, but I only have one sentence."

Lancelot had been watching Bentley since he raised his hand, and when he heard him mentioning that he couldn't sit still, he also walked to Uriah's side.

Uriah looked at Bentley with some cold eyes: "I affirm your achievements, do you think I'm perfunctory for you?"

"That's not what I meant. Don't misunderstand me, Marshal. Even if there is only one sentence, it is my honor to get the comment of Marshal." Bingley said this decently, but from his expression, there is no "honor" at all. ".

"Then what dissatisfaction do you have?" Uriah's tone was full of contempt.

The smile on Bingley's face was hypocritical: "It's not enough to be dissatisfied, but there is still some jealousy. After all, Colonel Lancelot and I are both first in the class. Does the Marshal favor him because he is his adjutant?"

The voice of his words was a little louder, which attracted the attention of some students, but before anyone answered, Bingley said to himself: "Shouldn't instructors treat students more equally? Even if they are more partial Excellent students, Colonel Lancelot and I, I don't know who is better, you are right, Colonel Lancelot." Bingley tilted his head and looked at Lancelot provocatively.

Lancelot thought in his heart that this man really didn't want to suffer at all, just because he had suppressed his limelight just now, and now he is tripping others up.

"What do you want?" Lancelot asked coldly.

The smile on Bentley's face was a bit piercing: "I want to see the Marshal

Is the partiality of adults right?I want you to debug the mech yourself too. "

It turns out that the back move is holding back here.

It takes 40-50 minutes for freshmen to debug mechs, with an average of 70-80 minutes.

If Lancelot starts debugging now, he will finish it after everyone finishes debugging, obviously waiting for others to see his jokes.

Uriah also saw his filthy thoughts, and said coldly: "It is enough to debug the mecha once, it is meaningless to do so."

After he finished speaking, Lancelot stepped forward to block Uriah, and raised his head slightly: "Yes."

Seeing that he had fallen into his trap, Bingley couldn't help applauding: "Haha, you are indeed our Marshal's adjutant. You really dare to act."

But none of the people present could hear the praise in his tone.

"If you lose, don't cry too badly."

Lancelot stood upright when he said this, his neck was slightly raised, his temperament was more prominent in the blue and black uniform, he was confident but not timid, with beautiful lines outlined on the side, as if he was about to show his perfect elegance Black Swan.

Bingley smiled distortedly: "Hehe, don't get complacent too early. If you waste time talking here, the whole class will see you making a fool of yourself later. It's better to start as soon as possible."

He insisted that Lancelot would make a fool of himself.

But after he finished speaking, Lancelot had already walked slowly to another empty mech simulator.

He showed him a very innocent smile, but in Bentley's eyes, this smile was the most naked provocation. Maybe if there were not so many people watching, he could go up and beat people directly.

No matter how bad his smile was, the next sentence really made Bentley feel cold.

"Who told you I was a novice?"

Seeing Lancelot's skillful and neat operation, the expression on Bentley's face became more and more ugly.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Why do you still come to the Mecha Department when you know mecha?"

Lancelot's subordinates are non-stop, and others may not be able to find the next job if they need to concentrate on it. He seems to do it with ease, and he can spare his energy to answer Bentley's words: "Captain Bentley."

He seemed to be making a mistake on purpose, so he quickly changed his words: "Sorry, I forgot that I am General Bentley now. I find that you really like to misinterpret other people's meanings." Lancelot always pronounced the word "General" very carefully Heavy.

"

I seem to just say that I'm not a novice, and I really didn't know anything about mecha operation before I came to the mecha department, why can't I come to the mecha department? "

Every word Lancelot said seemed to stimulate Bentley, leaving him speechless.And Bingley also realized that the more he said, the more mistakes he made, he shut up, and simply watched Lancelot adjust the mech with a bitter face.

Justuben was on the other side of the mecha training ground that was almost diagonal to them. Seeing the movement here, he rushed over and pried out the development of the incident just now from the mouths of a few students next to him, listening to the story The expression on his face was full of surprise.

Justu slowly touched Marshal Uriah, and said to him in a low voice, "Boss, Lancelot is really awesome. As far as his debugging speed is concerned, I may not be faster than him."

Uriah has been paying attention to Lancelot's movements: "I have seen the simulator records, and he will dance again before every practice."

"Fuck, didn't you tell him that he only needs to adjust it once?" Justu's eyes widened, and he looked like he saw a ghost, "Is this kid smart or stupid?"

Uriah shook his head: "That's right, it's still the same, he said that the debugging may allow him to understand the mechanism of the mech's operation more deeply."

"Damn it, my elder brother is working too hard." Justu sighed.

Uriah was delighted by the shouts of his older brothers, and managed to take a look from Lancelot's eyes and give it to Justu.

"Isn't your boss and brother both me?"

From the perspective of others, Justu and Uriah stood side by side, with two black military uniforms standing behind their hands. It seemed that Justu was really discussing important military secrets with Marshal Uriah.

But in fact, what he said was not at all in tune: "It's different, it's different. Now you are my boss, and Lancelot is my big brother. Don't say it, after you gave me a thorough understanding, I deeply reflected on my own. The source of information is a problem. So I changed my past and started a new life. I dug out all the serious and unscrupulous tabloids in the dungeon, even the tabloids of Yeluzi. The dungeon is now being circulated. En was suppressed, and she is still an Alpha who looks like an Omega."

Overwhelmed by a high-quality Alpha that looks like an Omega, Marshal Uriah, the war god of the empire:? ?

Uriah has never read these low-level entertainment magazines, so he naturally doesn't know about him and Lancelot

It was passed on by people in the dungeon as miraculous.

Justu: "When I saw the title, I must have said that it was Lancelot. And the picture of him holding you to the hotel was absolutely amazing. If it wasn't for taking so many pictures, even you nestled in me The expression on the big brother's arms is clearly captured, I really don't believe that you can be hugged by a princess."

Marshal who was hugged by the princesses in public but forgot about it because he was drunk:? ? ?

Uriah finally realized why the people who went to the snack street in the dungeon a few days ago looked at him so strangely. That expression was three points of shock, three points of shyness, and the remaining four points were optimistic play.

Uriah calmed down, clenched his fists and coughed and said to him, "He is younger than you, how dare you call him brother?"

"Why are you so embarrassed, the military department speaks according to its strength, isn't that what you said. My eldest brother's grades are all excellent, and his character is also worth mentioning. Why can't he be called "my elder brother" , just like a Lancelot blowing.

"Promise." Uriah rolled his eyes at him.

As if he hadn’t been addicted, Justu began to press again: "I must know that those tabloids are all nonsense. My elder brother is an Omega, so I don’t have to run away, but I really think that in terms of temperament, if my elder brother is also an Alpha, you two It’s really hard to tell who’s on top.”

Uriah's temples twitched, his eyes like ice knives swept across Justu's face, coupled with his iceberg face that everyone owed him 800 million, the effect was doubled, and Justu finally shut up .

On the other hand, Lancelot did not follow Bentley's wish. After he adjusted all the mechs, another instructor checked and accepted them.

After the instructor approved it, the system suddenly popped up a prompt.

"Congratulations to the serial number [6953YDQ4], you set a new record for military mecha debugging with [19] minutes [42] seconds."

Here we go again, the planning of the mech research and development department is a well-known military department that loves to mess around.

In addition to the list refreshed by Uriah in the public training ground last time, there are also a bunch of strange lists, among which there are hidden trigger prompts and congratulatory words, such as the mecha debugging record that Lancelot just refreshed ——This kind of list has no practical significance at all.

Of course, their list is not all meaningless.

The melee combat rankings, the mecha operation rankings, or the strategy and tactics rankings, which are in charge of special personnel, are already established by the military and even the entire empire.

A practical list to keep an eye on.

This time, Bentley was really stealing chickens and losing money. He could leave the arena after the mech debugging was completed. He gave Lancelot a unwilling look, and hurriedly left the arena without saying anything.

Not only did he slap Bentley in the face, but Lancelot's notification tone also irritated the students present, especially those in Class A who were not convinced of his strength before.

Uriah walked up to the simulator where Lancelot was sitting, and extended a hand to him politely, in a posture that seemed to invite him to dance together, with a personable and courteous attitude.

When Lancelot saw him stretching out his hand, he reached for it politely and was pulled up.

"Thanks for your hard work."

"It's not hard."

Uriah: "Actually, you don't need to come forward."

"I don't think he's happy." Lancelot replied simply.

Uriah showed disappointment on his face: "I thought you were going to say that you wanted to protect me." He thought for a while and added, "Protection?...um...protection?"

Lancelot gave him a strange look: "Maintaining a sense of justice at all times, not fearing power, and protecting the weak are the qualities that every soldier in the military should have? The Marshal wants to be 'weak'?"

When Justu heard the conversation between the two of them, he almost couldn't hold back his laughter: "Master Marshal, is soft rice delicious?" Justu turned his back to the students, his body trembling because of holding back his laughter.

Uriah glared at him, the dog adjutant who recognized his master everywhere: "Where do you come from talking so much?"

After he finished speaking, he still felt that it was not enough: "Ruanfan is of course delicious, but you can't eat it if you want to." He raised his chin, his tone full of sarcasm.

The military lacks everything, the most important thing is the single Alpha who can't see the edge.

Justu cursed secretly, deeply feeling the malice and shamelessness from his boss, quickly walked away from this place of right and wrong with his hands in his pockets, and ran to the area farthest from them to accept the students' debugging results .

At this time, the students also started to raise their hands together.

"Do you need my help?" Lancelot asked Uriah.

In fact, Lancelot, as a student, finished debugging the mecha, and today's mission is over and he can leave the field, but as the adjutant of the marshal, he feels that he should stay and help.

"Need." The marshal who just said that Ruanfan is delicious is not shy at all.

No matter how you say it, Lancelot is not a real instructor. He helped the four instructors to check and accept it first.

Pick out the accurate mistakes first.

Generally, it is impossible to go through the acceptance of the results. With Lancelot, their efficiency is even higher.

This time, no one was dissatisfied with Lancelot's "Beta". After all, the sound of the system's notification of this person's results just now was still clearly imprinted in their minds.

In addition, this person's speed of picking mistakes was even faster than that of the instructor. In half an hour, he checked more than half of the results of the audience, and these people who were checked by him were almost 100% when the instructor checked them for the second time. [-]% pass, and one or two small mistakes are also due to the students themselves.

After helping the last student to debug the mecha, their work is over.

"Are you coming to practice today?" Uriah caught up with Lancelot who was walking ahead.

"Aren't you going back to the office to deal with business now?" Lancelot asked him.

"You don't want me to be there for training?"

Lancelot touched his nose: "No."

"Then I'll go back to the dormitory with you."