Chapter 387 05.0386: ‘Practical and Written Test’

"The distance to the enemy's nearest target is 18,570 kilometers, the approach rate is positive 1.7, the bearing is +30, and the phase is D."

Archie took a deep breath, feeling the slightly cold air filtering into his lungs, and then let it out again after a long time.

"Relax, Ensign Collingwood. I forgot to mention before, welcome to the command ship Joe as a lieutenant." Normally, Horatio would call Archie by his last name in formal occasions to highlight the status of his naval family. .

Otherwise, with Archie's too low-key character, it would be difficult for other officers working with him to know that he was the grandson of Rear Admiral Collingwood, which would be detrimental to his integration into the circle of naval officers.

"Thanks, Horatio."

"Don't be nervous, just let nature take its course." Horatio said softly, looking at the first echelon returning in the void.

"I'm afraid of making mistakes.

You know, Horatio, as a lieutenant, the orders we give are related to the life and death of many people. I can't help but worry that I am too junior. After all, I have only served as an officer candidate for 6 months and have only been there for two years. departments.

The latter only served as a token intern at the artillery fort while in port, firing several volleys at targets and floating weights."

"The fact that you can pass the test in one go after six months on board shows that you are extremely smart.

People will always die in naval battles. Even if they don't die under your command, they will probably mutate due to infection during the subspace voyage and eventually be purged by the Military Supervisory Committee, so don't have any psychological burden. "

"But---we are in the Aviation Department now. These people are all elite or ace pilots."

“They will take care of themselves, otherwise why would they call them ‘elite’ and ‘ace’?

Don't worry, I am the chief officer. As long as I am here, I will take care of your plan. "

"Okay." Archie nodded, sweat dripping from the tip of his tall nose.

He raised his hand and made a move, and the second squadron escorting near the Indefatigable began to sail towards the void in the distance.

At this time, there was another person as nervous as Archie.

Cypra-Mundi, the headquarters of the Navy in the Obscure Star Territory, the star of the fleet, and the place of glory.

But this place does not have the beautiful scenery of green mountains and green waters that Louise imagined.

When she and Farida arrived here on the transport boat.

All he could see in front of him was the towering hive city, the chimneys of the Forest of Steel, and the dust haze that blocked the sky and the sun.

However, the always withdrawn technical priests are willing to share this heart with the Imperial Navy. Every inch of the land has been hardened.

A planet serving heavy industry.

Maybe it's for profit, maybe it's for research, maybe it's for some ulterior purpose.

But because of this rare generosity, this place became an important military port world of the Imperial Navy, the anchor of the Star Territory Navy, and the headquarters of the Hazy Star Territory Navy.

Generation after generation of midshipmen who devoted themselves to the cause of the God-Emperor set foot on this smoky planet and dug into the steel land with the same texture as the deck of a battleship, racking their brains in pursuit of the commissioned officer structure they were willing to work for their entire lives.

8:00 am Terra time

"Hmph, come on for the exam." Farida, who was wearing the platinum uniform of a naval officer, looked at the girl next to her who was wearing a blue and dark blue navy officer's uniform with complicated eyes.

When she thought of the scene of the two of them lying on the bed being fucked by Horatio on the last night after leaving Fal, her cheeks became slightly hot. She looked at him with a hint of shame and snorted:

"If you fail the test, you can come to me to get the letter of introduction to the Sun Star Territory."

"Thank you, Commander Hood. However, I promised Horatio that I would not let down his careful guidance.

Therefore, I will definitely pass the exam. I also wish you good luck with your exams. "

"Got it! Got it! You can take care of yourself for the rest of the time. I'll go to my examination room. "Well, see you later. " Louise silently saluted Farida's leaving back.

Farida stopped, pursed her pink lips with a look of embarrassment, turned around and returned a military salute to her, then quickened her pace and walked quickly towards her destination.

8:30 am Terra time.

"Candidates please check the examination-type meditator array in front of you to see if it is clearly displayed -——·

A naval officer overseeing the exams placed his hands majestically behind his back, and the shiny silver chrome-plated bolt pistol at his waist silently clamped down on every candidate present.

Everyone knows that if you still want to use some crooked tricks to deceive you in such an important exam, then the only thing waiting for you is the ruthless punishment of military prison bombs and the end of your life.

Louise took a deep breath to calm her nerves.

For her, taking such a large-scale exam is of great significance.

It was simply more tense than an airborne military operation.

After adjusting her breathing rhythmically, she raised her head.

At the top of the array of meditators in front of them are four human brains soaked in jars of green nutrient solution.

These human brains came from four deceased colonels affiliated with the Navy Headquarters in the Obscure Sector, and their remains were provided to the Admiralty Mechanicus by the Admiralty.

"Candidates are asked to insert their own letter of recommendation from the captain."

A stiff mechanical sound came from the inlaid servo skull in the middle.

Louise took out a letter of recommendation stamped with the seal of purity, bearing the autograph of Commodore Edward Perroux, and inserted it into the scanning machine on one side.

Soon, the screen flashed a green light.

"The verification is complete, Ms. Louise Tavera, the candidate officer of the Imperial Navy's Gothic Fleet, please prepare to start the written test for each of your lieutenant officers."

Soon, the three circular CRT TV screens in front of them slowly displayed long test questions from left to right, and matching battle examples from countless actual combat records of the Imperial Navy over the past ten thousand years.

Next, a piece of parchment floated out from the paper outlet below the screen and landed in front of Louise.

The questions involved all aspects of the ship.

It started with the simplest alternate officer practice. When commanding a light spear, the target is XXXX kilometers away, the enemy's speed is XXX, the phase heading is XXX, and the light turret rotation rate should be how many degrees per second?

Then the difficulty is upgraded. When commanding a Mars IV heavy macro cannon, the target is XXXX kilometers away, the enemy's speed is XXX, the phase heading is XXX, there is a planet with a mass volume of xXXX nearby, and the gravity threshold is XXX. At this time, if the air hits the enemy ship's power system, what should the national value function formula be?

Then there was the content of the naval lieutenant, which involved a lot of professional knowledge, such as how to coordinate the command of departments, and many other things such as being the navigation officer of a dreadnought-class light cruiser equipped with an improved engine and an acceleration of XXX, and drawing the shortest intercept route for the captain against the attack ship that was XXXX kilometers away, with a speed of XX void knots and a phase route of XX.

Soon, a layer of sweat appeared on Louise's forehead as her brain was working at high speed. It accumulated more and more, and finally dripped down her beautiful face, and her underwear and shirt also oozed dark colors due to being soaked.