old light morning light

"Thuk, chug!"

"Yes, squat down and quickly stick to the bunker in front of you!"

"Ha~ha~ha!"

"Breathe, catch your breath, then check the condition of your weapons and replace your batteries!"

Replace the battery, replace the battery...ah!

"If it falls, it falls. Don't lower your head to pick it up again. Always focus on the direction of the enemy!"

But why, as a navy, do we need to train in this type of hand-to-hand combat like ground troops?

And such a compact venue can be said to be even better than a professional defense force, right?
  "Don't be distracted. What are you thinking about?"

"You've been lingering here for so long, and all the cannonballs from the opposite side have hit you!"

"Stand up, you..."

"You will stand up if I ask you to stand up, right?"

"I don't know why I died, squat down again!"

What, didn’t you tell me to stand up?
  After running for several times, even a cow should be tired, not to mention this is not just running...

"If you come in from the left, then you should swing to the left, quickly, and expose a little of your arm and half of the barrel, right!"

"Then quickly rush out from the right, rush, rush!"

"Lower your body, shoot in the direction of the enemy's potential, and then move to another direction that can provide you with cover..."

Come, come!

"Chut, chug!"

"Very good, my reaction is pretty good this time. Run, run!"

"Ha ha……"

No, my arms are already very sore. It was very difficult to raise the gun like that just now, and now I can hardly breathe...

"Hoo~!"

People, dolls?

Too close, about to hit!

Damn it, the gun can't turn around, so hit him with the butt of the gun!

"bump!"

"cough!"

"Too slow, too slow!"

"Hu~ha, ha..."

Damn, even my vision has started to wander. What on earth am I doing here?
  "drop!"

"Students stopped. The assessment is that they have failed."

The surrounding lighting was turned on again, and the training sandbox, which had poor visibility, became bright again.

The doll standing in front of me was swaying in the impact I had just made, shaking its head like a clown, laughing at my incompetent me who fell to the ground.

"Ho...ho..."

Damn it, I am the clown.

"Although there is nothing wrong with the method of handling it, if the person standing in front of you just now was a living person, he would have shot you before you bumped into him."

"Then...then what else can I do? Who would have thought...that when we are here, some rubbish will suddenly pop up..."

"Make your breathing even before you speak."

"cut!"

"Hey, are you still unconvinced?"

Kalinin, who was holding coffee in the distance, finally stood up straight. The man who was leaning against the glass wall lazily suddenly became serious.

"Don't think that the Navy doesn't have to carry out this type of training. In the past, many people like you were brutally killed after the ship crashed due to lack of such skills."

"The base particle assault rifle in your hand is a self-defense weapon specially developed for naval sailors."

"Recalling the dangers you encountered many times, did you use the weapons in your hands correctly and calmly?"

I……

Looking back, even this time recently, I just randomly stuffed the gun into the gap in the armor...

"Obviously, you seriously lack such skills and the mentality to use these skills, and you do not have the awareness and consciousness that a combatant should have."

Even, he was right, I actually shot out all the bullets in the gun without being able to control myself...

any luck?
  Am I really alive now just because of luck?

"Just like just now, when you find that it's too late to turn the gun, you should also prevent the enemy from pointing the gun at you."

"You can ram into his chest diagonally and resist his gun-holding arm, or you can immediately pull out the electromagnetic dagger from your chest and pull him into a hand-to-hand fight."

"But you didn't do anything. You just bumped into it by yourself and hit it with the butt of your gun. It's the next best thing to doing nothing."    "And, where is your pistol?"

"You burned out the battery and then retracted it to replace the battery. Didn't you expect that you could immediately pull out the pistol and fire?"

"Also, you..."

"Click, click!"

"Sorry, something happened outside just now. I wonder if the two of you were having fun... and, um, it seemed a little unpleasant?"

Dimitri, who originally came in with a smile, seemed to realize what was happening when he saw me lying on the ground panting and Kalinin, who had a serious face and was accusing me.

The smile became a little stiff and awkward.

"It seems that Teacher Kalinin's adjutant has been away from the battlefield for a long time."

What is the Jiu Shu Battle Formation? They are obviously new recruits, okay?
  I promise that although I have activated weapons and killed enemies, this is my first time training with such intensity!
  "But teacher, this sand table facility is used to train airport ground security. It is indeed a bit too professional for the navy."

"You can't be too harsh on Linman either."

Kalinin, who seemed to have thought of something, suddenly softened his expression a lot, glared at me, and then laughed again.

"Haha, he just wants to save face. His hands are itchy when he sees such a big place. He wants to experience it. Now he is embarrassed, right?"

"You can rest assured that no one here dares to laugh at you two..."

The two people just left the venue talking and laughing.

This old dog actually used me as a stepping stone. He was obviously the one who asked me to study hard, but why did my hands become itchy...

It's so abominable, it's made me no longer a human being inside and out, I'm both a cuckold and a fun-loving person.

But he was right.

What is my state of mind now?
  Why did you pick up the weapon?
  With such a weapon, you only need to pull the trigger to knock down the target easily, but it is just a target.

What if it is a living person?

Recalling the time when I took Moral and the others to crash, I pulled the trigger without even understanding the situation. How my hands were shaking at that time...

"Hey, don't take it to heart, don't take it to heart, the teacher doesn't mean to blame you!"

Dimitri came over with a plate of tea, perhaps watching me silently following behind him without saying a word, and comforting me out of concern for my mental state.

"Thank you."

"Sit down, sit down, and try the special snack of this area, Bingsu."

An ice cube made from a liquid with a clear color, with some things that look different colors sandwiched in it.

Could it be juice or something?
  "Crack."

Well, good, so cold!

It's a little hard and cool, but overall it's still worthy of the name Su. It's sweet and seems to be... some kind of wine?

Use low-alcohol wine to freeze into ice cubes, and stuff biscuit crumbs into the middle to serve as a filling. It’s an unexpected snack.

Although you need to worry about the expiration date of this snack, it is indeed a specialty that fits the characteristics of this place.

"Given that the current situation with the Empire has become more tense, many official consultations that were scheduled to take place have been delayed or simply canceled."

Yes, I could barely insert myself into their conversation, and to "compensate" I had to keep trying to fill my mouth with something.

"It has been less than two months since the last naval meeting issued a warning letter, and a new round of warning requirements has been distributed to all main fleets."

Kalinin glanced at me, but I pretended not to care at all about what they were chatting about, and was just quietly competing with the food on the table.

"Yeah, no one expected that after the local conflict at Poseidon subsided, they would actually insert their hands into Gabor."

"Well...it's normal. You don't want to sit back and watch the enemy grow and ignore it, right?"

After seeing my eyes and looking over, he just gave me a look that went in one ear and out the other. Other than that, he was quite calm on the surface.

"The empire also used our intervention in the internal affairs of the independent region as an excuse to plan a coup to overthrow the independent parliament in Gabol, but it seems to have been unsuccessful."

"Huh, I don't know what kind of fake medicine those old men in the Senate took to come up with these ideas..."

"The old guys in the Senate are easy to deal with, but the Empire has really piled up its fleet near Gabor's first star. You know, for the alliance, dealing with Gabor, who has already entered the alliance process, is the same as beating us. The faces are the same.”

Kalinin put down the teacup in his hand and sighed, seeming to be thinking about something.

"Well, what else can we do? The empire's strength has always suppressed us. It is always unwise to start a head-on battle with the empire under the current circumstances."

"Moreover, there are a large number of imperial guerrillas and invasion fleets that have penetrated into our airspace. We need to find ways to remove these thorns in the flesh."

Speaking of which, before we came here, didn't we read a battle report? It's really unbelievable now that we think about it...

The empire's long-range assault ship actually led the fleet and sank the alliance's large warships in a majestic manner in the alliance's airspace.

Although I was also buried together, I know that the empire's design for completing this kind of mission is just high-value consumables that can accept appropriate losses...

In essence, the alliance was not united. There was no established system to counterattack the empire's invading fleet, and each region just wanted to take care of immediate matters. Instead, it gave the empire an opportunity to sneak around.

If the target of the attack was not equally powerful and suffered a fierce counterattack, the empire would not even have to pay such a heavy price.

"...To a large extent, it comes from the imperfection of the detection mechanism. Many airspaces do not have interference buoys deployed, allowing them to take advantage of them."

"But deploying a large number of buoys also requires a lot of financial and material resources. Even if manpower can be supplemented by cheap colonial bases, who will pay for it?"