Mage Veja

Chapter 203

What to face is still to be faced.

Same as Veigar, Tiers also didn't want to see Veigar.

After all, as a dean of teaching and a lieutenant general of the empire, he actually lost to a freshman who hadn't even attended a military academy. If such a thing was publicized, he might lose face.

Unfortunately, his application for the dictionary was not passed.

Since there is no way to escape, it is better to face it openly, so he called Vega to the podium, pointed at Vega and said, "Everyone, please stand up first, and pay the highest respect to the heroes of the empire."

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Everyone immediately stood up and saluted Vega.

Although the students who can enter the elite class more or less have one or two medals, and some even have medals all over their chests, but quantity cannot replace quality, and Vega's Imperial Wings will be respected by everyone.

"Before I introduce myself, I have a few things to announce."

Tiers inspected a circle, and then slowly said: "In the next three years of officer training, I, Tiers, will be your instructor, and Captain Vega Carleni will be my assistant. Do you have any comments?"

"Yes, sir!"

Seeing that every student was very cooperative, Tiers nodded, then signaled Vega to go down, and arranged for each elite scientist to introduce himself, and read out the precautions and school rules.

The whole process lasted about an hour.

Through this hour, Veija roughly understood that the number of students in the entire elite department is not large, and the total number of students does not exceed 30, and the officer training is closed training, and they are not allowed to go out during normal training.

Fortunately, there is one free day a week.

Students can use this day to go out and do errands, but they need to apply in advance.

"Let's be here today."

Tiers picked up the materials and walked towards the door: "Starting tomorrow, the formal training will start soon. I declare in advance that, as students of the elite department, I don't want you to embarrass yourself with the word 'elite department'."

As training begins.

For the next half month, Veigar lived a life of serene officer training.

Officer training is not soldier training, so there is definitely no physical training, and there are uneven levels of professionals, magicians, and ordinary people in the elite class, and physical training cannot be carried out fairly.

Therefore, officer training is mostly theoretical and practical courses.

The so-called theory means that some generals usually take turns to explain some tactical theories, and the practical course is to apply the learned theories to actual combat through the battlefield, so that every officer can combine theory and practice.

Needless to say.

Because Veigar has innate experience in commanding large-scale operations, he can be said to be a fish in water in the land of war. In the past half month, his winning rate has remained at an astonishing 100%. His personal points ranked first in the 573rd officer training, and he is now in the lead No. More than 250 points, this is an insurmountable gap for ordinary students.

If the current trend is maintained for three years.

Then Vega will undoubtedly become the target of every legion. In the fiercely competitive Central Army, it may not be possible to be directly entrusted with important tasks, but if it is delegated to other group armies, it will start with at least a brigade-level officer.

This is the current No.1 preferential treatment.

"Captain Veigar, what happened?"

"Do you still have to ask, it must have won."

"If you win another game, it should be 300 consecutive victories, right?"

"300 consecutive victories? This is equivalent to winning one-third of the army cadets in the 573rd batch."

When the officers of the elite department saw Veija coming out of the training room, they immediately stepped forward and asked with concern, and Veigar smiled at everyone and said, "Live up to everyone's expectations, and we are lucky to win another round."

After half a month, Veigar has become acquainted with many officers.

Although he doesn't like it very much, interpersonal relationship is also one of the compulsory courses. In addition, he has extraordinary strength and is not arrogant about his talents. Naturally, he can win the respect of many people.

No one doesn't like to make friends with the strong.

With strong strength, friendly words, and a special age, after half a month here, Vega's interpersonal relationship not only prevails in elite subjects, but even develops to other classes in ordinary subjects.

Veigar also won a title for this - the courtesan of the military academy.

Of course, this courtesan is not a derogatory term. In the eyes of most military officers, it is a commendatory term.

The reason for developing contacts so vigorously is, of course, that Vega understands the importance of contacts. It just so happens that these officers come from all over the world, and Vega will not underestimate the friendship of classmates.

"After making friends with the army, go to the air force to make a familiar face."

After finishing the course, Vega walked towards the dormitory, and said to himself: "There is also the navy. Of course, some generals should also take care of the lectures. These contacts are more valuable than gold coins. It may be a waste of this opportunity." Are you condemned by God...?"

"Captain, that captain, come here and do me a favor."

Just as Veigar was walking and planning, an abrupt voice came from the right.

Looking along the source of the sound, a level 2 student was sticking posters on a ladder, but the tape fell to the ground, and he was in a dilemma.

Veigar walked over and handed the tape.

The second-level cadet finished pasting the poster and walked down the ladder, saying, "It's done, Captain, thank you so much."

"You are Welcome."

Veigar responded, and then looked at the poster, only to see that it said "the first general plan is about to start a grand competition" on it, but there was no specific introduction.

"Captain, are you also interested in the general plan?"

"What is the General's plan?"

The level 2 student patted the dust on his body, pointed to the poster and said, "To be honest, I am also very curious, but unfortunately I don't know, I just received an order from my superiors to put these posters all over the campus, but you Don't worry, the posters are posted, I believe the dean will explain it in a few days."

Saying so, the Level 2 student nodded towards Veigar and left.

Although he was puzzled, Vega did not take this matter to heart.

It wasn't until early in the morning of the next day in the theoretical class that Tiers, who was so inexperienced, broke into the classroom and excitedly wrote the words "the first general plan of the Central Military Academy" on the blackboard, that Vega realized that The plan may not be that simple.

"First of all, I would like to congratulate you all."

Lieutenant General Tiers slapped the table, and although he was speaking to everyone, he locked his eyes on Vega: "After three years of discussions with the Minister of the Central Army of the Empire, it is finally decided to hold the first general plan to test the waters this year. , As for the specifics of the general’s plan, I will introduce it in detail later.”

Tiers cleared Sang's throat.

He said solemnly and loudly: "Now, I just want to ask a question—"

"Everyone, do you want to be a general?"

(End of this chapter)