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Chapter 69 "27"

"Oh?"

Pruss raised his eyebrows slightly, and he really became a little interested in what I said.

"Of course, if we can build an entanglement relationship with more ships, the effect should be better."

Although Prussia didn't continue to express anything, he continued to look at me, probably waiting for me to continue talking.

"It's just that there is no actual behavior in this area at present, and I only analyze it from the aspect of the possibility of module self-correction."

The imperial fleet that escaped while Guning was waiting suddenly came to mind, and he seemed to have something to say again.

But if I continue to discuss like this, I shouldn't have any good results, right?
Or should we lead him off the track first?

"However, speaking of it, I don't think the feasibility should be too small, but judging from the current technology and operation plan, it seems that there is no need to take a risky leap."

"However, if the escape can be successful, it only needs to have a high-energy ship that can handle many super-light entanglements to successfully bite the collapse point of the transition position, and the other ships can release their hands to cover it?"

Great!
It seems that Prussia is also thinking about the nonsense I just said, maybe it can really be of some use?
I didn't even think that I would be able to pull out something that looks so useful...

As expected of me...

"Although it sounds like there is no problem, it is indeed quite risky."

In the end Prussia shook his head, turned around and started walking.

"You can't guarantee that ships with so many cores will not lose their coordinates due to force field disorder, and you can't guarantee that other ships will enter the transition force field after self-tanglement and will not be disturbed by other forces. Bar."

It's over, he actually started to discuss this unnutritious topic with me in a serious manner again!

Is this the so-called "academic school"?

Love it, love it!
"So I also admit that it has not been practiced. I just said that there is such a possibility."

Besides, this has already exceeded the scope of the topic of low-power engines, hey!

I have walked through this long corridor without knowing it, but what puzzles me is that there seems to be no heavily guarded room after walking, but just like simply passing through the connecting bridge of the twin buildings , The feeling of walking into another building.

Eh?
So... by the way, is this building a Twin Towers type of building?

"Well, I don't know much about these aspects, so I can only ask Teacher Pruss not to laugh at me."

While making a shy look, he hinted that the old guy's question was out of line, let's see if he can realize it.

"Ah."

"Then talk about how to improve the tube chatter and jet chatter caused by the uneven output of the spray array."

I followed Prussia to the door of the room, but he just looked at me who was following me again, and didn't have any intention of opening the door.

It looks like this is the last question, should I wait for my answer before opening the door?

"Tube chatter is caused by poor power export, which can be improved by using a collector and a pipe constrictor. Jet chatter is caused by the mutual interference of the injected working fluid, which can be improved by changing the power angle vector."

Good guy, this old thing is still digging holes for me in the problem!

Although the textbooks have always mentioned the two typical phenomena of tube chatter and jet chatter, they have not differentiated them, which has led many people to think that the causes of the two are similar, so they are simply attributed to the difference in power output. uniform.

That's why the old man pointed this out directly in the question. Does he want me to take the initiative to discover this pit, or does he want to take the initiative to harm me?

"Crack."

"Hahaha, good, good."

Prussia laughed out loud after hearing the answer, and his reaction made me breathe a long sigh of relief.

Now calm down and think about it again, clearly knowing that such knowledge should also have a certain amount of experience in practice, maybe he is just checking whether I am really as good as Kalinin said?

I always seem to like to use the worst thoughts to think about others, and also use it to think about what is happening in front of me.

I don't know when it became like this, maybe it's not right?
The room in front of me is indeed what an office looks like, but what makes me curious is that judging from the feeling from above, I don't think this place should at least be so ordinary, right?

At least it doesn't look so ordinary...

"Hello."

When I came back to my senses, I realized that there was even a person sitting in the originally locked room!

That's right, I should have reacted when I found that the light was not turned off when I opened the door. If it wasn't for him not turning it off for some reason, there should be someone else in the room.

"Hello."

I also greeted him with a smile. The young man who looked thin and frail did not seem to be older than me by a certain age.

"Lin Man is the newcomer recommended by Kalinin, and he will be your junior from now on."

After Prus put down the key in his hand, he picked up a document on the table and handed it to me, and started to introduce me casually.

This is an enrollment agreement and a copy of college insurance, and a medical report form attached to the letter of recommendation.

"Eiffel, Karlstedt von Eiffel."

After hearing the title "Junior Brother", the thin man in front of him seemed to become happy and began to introduce himself.

It seems that I should have obtained the affirmation of Prussia now, at least I should have met the request of Kalinin who left me and ran away... the old dog, right?
"Augusta Linman."

After nodding towards Eiffel, he also reported his full name. At least in my opinion, the other party's initiative to report his name is a sign of respect for me, and he should respond enthusiastically.

It can also be seen that the thin and slightly haggard man in front of me is quite happy at this time, maybe he is not good at expressing, but I also feel that sense of welcome.

Although thin, Eiffel still looks quite tall when he stands up. It seems to be close to 1.9 meters. His blond hair and blue eyes and wide forehead look quite foreign.

The "Feng" in the name indicates that this guy should have the blood of Teir, and now it is emphasized that this middle name may also have the blood of the nobles of Gutier if it is understood according to the motive.

I don't know if it's time to exchange pleasantries, but at this time, it is obvious that we should take advantage of his joy to establish a good relationship first.

"Your eyes are beautiful!"

Pretend to look at each other as if nothing happened, and then actively praise it, so that others can feel the truth of your praise, although I know it is not true...

"thanks, thanks!"

Well, speaking of this overly excited feeling, it seems a little bit wrong, right?

As an assistant and a military cadet, you can complete your studies at the same time, reach or complete tasks of various levels, and you can also increase your level exceptionally...

It seems that according to the agreement, if you simply complete your studies, you can be awarded the rank of first-class technical sergeant.

This is already very close to the military rank of an officer, and at the top is the sergeant major, and at the top is the lowest-ranked officer known as the second lieutenant.

Regulation 2.2.7, as alliance paramilitary personnel, in principle, they should accept the Supreme Joint Military Council and complete all tasks under command.

Gee!
Sure enough, it's still troublesome, do I really need to do such a thing?

If only to know about my parents, I...

This is fear, is this fear?

Lin Man, Lin Man, you had already made up your mind at that time, why did you shrink back at this time?
How can you be afraid of trouble?

You are pure cowardice, you are retreating!
I can't even fulfill the things I decided on myself, so why talk about the future, what future?
So many things have happened, haven't you come through all of them?
If none of this changes, will you still stay in the empire's facilities for the rest of your life?
Is this the life you want? Is this the flat, peaceful life you want...?

I... don't know, and I can't answer it myself, what exactly is it that I want.

According to what Kalinin said, even Nalia is willing to join the forces against the empire without hesitation, no, no!

She can also be said to be for her own hometown, what about Moral?
What is he for?
And why should I wear a disguise like this, and deal with these people around me like this, what's the point?
So I really just want to "live"?

Obviously I am so useless and so scared, but why can't I control my hands?
what the hell.

I still want to sign it, I really am not such a greedy person!
Ah!
"What's the matter, I think you seem a little nervous, is there something you don't understand?"

It wasn't until Eiffel put his hand on my shoulder that I realized that he had come to my side without knowing when.

The ion discharge lamp in the room flickered slightly, and I hid the change of mood very well.

"I didn't turn on the air conditioner, do you feel very hot?"

"No, thank you brother, I just thought of my former friends."

After I calmed down again, I realized that my back was about to be soaked in sweat.

"Then you must have a good relationship, right?"

"Yes, he has helped me a lot."

This thin young man looked at me carefully, maybe he realized that my state was not quite right, so he came here specifically to try to appease me, right?
What I didn't even think of was that after expressing my feelings of no need to worry and gratitude like Eiffel, I actually signed my name on the "deed of sale" as it should be.

Hehe, I am really... still a waste... I guess.

(End of this chapter)