MTL - Interstellar Fairy Tale-Chapter 47
"I am a pacifist and firmly oppose violence!"
"Well, I know you're a pacifist. Almost the entire Academy, I think."
The assistant instructor showed a kind smile that was very disproportionate to his serious face, pointed to Instructor Bode who was standing in the exam venue, and said to Shang Ping: "Even so, you still have to take this exam, if you really If you want to get credit for this class. Trust me, I won't lie to you, pacifist."
Instructor Bode, with tangled muscles, had already twisted his neck bones, and his stout neck made a crackling sound, showing Shang Ping a "friendly" smile, like a steel machine that forgot to add lubricating oil.
Shang Ping's face was pale, and he walked into the field almost hand in hand. Clenching the small dagger in his hand, he began to pray for a miracle to come. There was no way he could not pray, even if the people of Mars had no faith except Madoff White. At the end of the day. Austin can beat the whole man, doesn't mean he can too!
In front of a professional soldier like Instructor Bode, who is known for his fighting and physical skills, his natural strength is of no use at all. Moreover, this class is close combat, as the name suggests, it is a kind of teaching aimed at killing opponents. Shang Ping has participated in actual combat exercises, but he has never actually been on the battlefield, and he is not like Austin. Adhering to the family's philosophy, he has been educated by regular soldiers since he was a child. He was only raised by a colonel who did not look like a soldier, even if It is to enter Madoff College, and also to serve as a fleet logistics reserve officer after graduation. When the retirement period comes, you can live a stable life as an ordinary person.
But he didn't expect that things couldn't always go as he wished. He had to change his mind halfway through, trying to find a way to leave the academy early and go to the Kanon military fortress, which might not really help, at least he could do his part.
Now, how to deal with this rock mountain of human flesh standing in front of him? He won't be flattened by the opponent's fist...
Not only Shang Ping thought this way, but even the students in the lower grades or the same grades outside the classroom had the same idea. The previous Austin Soth was able to defeat the win, and he was also suspected of cheating. Now this black-haired boy who is obviously half a head shorter than Austin and looks a little slender, can really pass the exam smoothly? Although they all knew Shang Ping's outstanding performance in the actual combat exercise of the Canon military fortress, they had to admit that driving a single fighter jet and fighting in close quarters were two completely different things.
The two instructors did not give Shang Ping any more time. The assistant instructor turned on the test scoring system. Instructor Bode clenched his fists and released them. In this way, the ten knuckles made a crisp sound. Looking at Shang Ping, it was as if he was looking at one. Mars gray rabbit powerless to resist.
Shang Ping took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and between breathing, his tumultuous mood began to calm down, and he clenched his dagger. Now he has no way out. Either defeat the man in front of him and get credits, or be knocked to the ground. Annoyed at his own incompetence like a useless coward.
Even though Shang Ping's personality lacks the aggressiveness and impetuousness of a young man, he still doesn't like embarrassed withdrawal and failure.
Bode's fist was already swept towards Shang Ping's face by the strong wind. Judging from the speed and strength, this one-strand instructor showed no mercy. Shang Ping stood on the spot as if he was frightened, and everyone present broke into a cold sweat for him, including Austin South who had just finished his introduction to the modern military history exam.
Just when everyone thought that the black-haired boy would be knocked flying like fallen leaves, Shang Ping suddenly lowered his body, and Bode's fist almost rubbed the top of Shang Ping's hair and flew over. Shang Ping knelt down on one knee, clenched the dagger in one hand, and took the opportunity to stab Bode in the chest, almost bringing the concept of fast, ruthless, and accurate to the extreme.
Bo De stumbled to avoid the attack, grabbed Shang Ping's shoulder violently, lifted Shang Ping upside down, and slammed forward, Shang Ping turned around in mid-air, but Bo De grabbed his ankle. His knees arched and hit Bode in the face. At the same time Bode released him, he landed on the ground lightly, supported with one hand, and attacked Bode again.
If Austin's previous performance was like a light cheetah, Shang Ping now is more like a cunning wolf. In the face of an opponent stronger than himself, he patiently looked for the tricky angle of the lower mouth. The dagger in his hand was like a wolf's eye staring at the prey, and it almost brushed against Bode's body.
Bode dodged Shang Ping's blow with a little embarrassment and shouted loudly. Instead of retreating, he used his elbow to hit Shang Ping's back. In the sound of exclamation, Shang Ping suddenly turned at an incredible angle. It turned into a boneless snake and appeared on Bode's side. With one hand, three fingers formed claws, and stabbed at Bode's ribs. The other held a dagger and stabbed Bode. German shoulders.
The victory or defeat is only in an instant. This time, Bode can no longer easily avoid Shang Ping's attack. No matter which way he chooses to avoid, he will be hit by Shang Ping's attack. It is not fatal, but it is enough to injure him. Once he was injured, it meant that Shang Ping would get at least a passing score, and this exam would end.
The assistant instructor looked at the beating numbers on the screen of the test instrument and nodded. The machine made a sound indicating the end of the test. Bode and Shang Ping in the field stopped at the same time. That's true. The dagger in Shang Ping's hand has been stabbed. Broken the shoulder pads on Baldur's body.
"Although you won Bode, I can only give you a passing evaluation. Do you understand the reason? Shang Ping student."
"Yes, Instructor!"
Shang Ping's legs were straight, his heels were close together, and he gave a standard student salute to the crisp sound of the heels rubbing against each other. As long as he can get the credits for this course, whether it is passing or excellent, he will thank God. Coupled with his achievements in modern military history, graduating early should not be a problem.
Austin South stood silently in place, and the response of the students present was not as enthusiastic as in the previous exam. Even if Shang Ping defeated Instructor Bode, as the assistant instructor said, even if he wins, he can only get a passing evaluation.
Because, in this exam, Shang Ping did not kill once, yes, not once!
And this class is a veritable close-quarters fight.
Austin was cheered by the crowd, because he unabashedly used the most direct means to create the fighting spirit that a future soldier should have. Although Shang Ping was able to control the enemy, he lacked the ruthlessness and determination that a warrior must possess. If he did go to war, he might have won, but not necessarily the kind of victory that the Marths liked.
It's not hard and spicy enough to say that it will be convincing.
The assistant instructor has already entered the test scores of the close combat into the intelligent system, and Shang Ping only needs to go back and wait for the notification of the early graduation application approval.
The surrounding students also dispersed one after another, and Austin still stood there.
"Austin? Did you wait for me specially?"
"kindness."
Austin nodded, grabbed Shang Ping's arm, looked at Shang Ping's eyes seriously, and said, "Shang Ping, I only ask you this sentence once, just once!"
"what?"
"Do you really have the consciousness to go to the battlefield as a Mars Space Fleet soldier?"
"Austin, what are you talking about?"
"answer me!"
Looking at Austin's green eyes, Shang Ping suddenly had a very absurd feeling, as if his deepest thoughts would be seen through by those clear eyes.
"Enough, let me go!"
"you answer me first!"
Austin held Shang Ping even tighter, "If you don't answer my question, I will definitely try my best to prevent your early graduation application from being approved! Even if I can't prevent you from graduating, I will never let you go to the Canon Fortress! Trust me, I do what I say!"
"Are you bragging about your privileged class status with me?"
"Whatever you think, I just need an answer!"
The two of them stared at each other, their green eyes and black eyes, and no one wanted to look away first.
In the end, Shang Ping chose to compromise.
"Austin, I will never do anything that I regret. I'm going to Fort Canon, and I'm ready for what's to come. I won't be as ignorant as a pure fawn. In the exam just now... that's because I haven't been able to really treat Instructor Bode as an enemy."
"Really?"
"Of course! In the face of the enemy, I will never be soft-hearted, I swear!"
Austin let go of his hand and temporarily believed Shang Ping's words. However, in the heart of the blond boy, he still had doubts about this.
A week later, Shang Ping and Austin South's early graduation application approval certificates were sent to them. As expected by the two, it was stated in the attachment to the certificate that, in view of the excellence of the two cadets, they would be assigned to serve in the Sixth and Third Fleet currently stationed at the Kanon military fortress as a single fighter reserve officer.
"Austin, I thought you would at most be sent to an alien colony, after all..."
"My father is David South after all?"
"Sorry. But that's what I meant."
"…"
"I apologize! Sincerely."
"Shang Ping, my family is not as good as you think... At least, my eldest brother Alexander and second brother Ferrell both entered the army according to the procedures after graduating from Madoff Military Academy. We will not serve in the army because of our own Surnames get extra treatment. Mars is not Seth, there's no such thing as a black box."
"Maybe Seth isn't as bad as it looks?"
"What do you say?"
"But don't you admire that president named Liu Xi a little?"
"Does my admiration for that man conflict with my hatred of the Republic of Seth?"
do not have it?
Looking at Austin, who looked calm, Shang Ping suddenly felt that he was stupid, so stupid that he couldn't be any more stupid.
