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Chapter Twenty-Two

Wood: "..."

Gion: "(′?Д?)"

Wood looked unconcerned, waiting to show off later and deliberately lost to his opponent, while Gion looked full of fighting spirit and was ready to avenge his shame. He even picked out his gun. When he heard the colonel's instructor's words, Gion

They were both stunned at the same time!

"Others have already started making preparations, why are you two still standing there?"

Seeing that the others had already moved to carry the shells, but Gion and Wood were still standing motionless after being assigned to a group, the instructor immediately scolded them.

"Instructor, I'm applying to be in a group with others. You said before that this test requires a tacit understanding, right?

And I feel that I have no tacit understanding with this person!"

You can team up with anyone, but if there is only Wood, Gion has a certain resistance. Even Gion thinks that she can complete the loading of the artillery and adjust the firing angle by herself, so she is not allowed to work alone.

questionable.

"Shut up! I am the instructor now. Before you become an excellent navy, what you should learn is to accept orders!

Are you going to disobey your superiors' orders like this in battle after you become an official navy in the future?

If you don't have a tacit understanding, you can get used to it slowly. If you don't want to go to class, you can choose to leave now. Of course, I will directly treat the test results as zero points."

The colonel officer looked at Gion with a serious expression on his face. Lieutenant General He came here to look for him after learning that Gion contradicted him in the test.

He also said that the Naval Academy does not practice privileges. Gion's current status is that of a recruit. If she violates the rules, there is no need to save her any face.

The threat of getting a zero score on the test is no deterrent to Wood.

Originally, he wanted to be a mediocre supporting character. As long as his grades were not so bad that he would be kicked out of the naval academy, he really didn't care whether he could succeed after graduation.

Wood didn't want to put his hot face on Gion's cold ass, so when Wood was about to give up on his test results, someone suddenly pressed his shoulder.

"You want to go there? Didn't you hear what the instructor said? If we don't cooperate with the training, this test will give us the lowest rating!"

Gion is not Wood, and she still values ​​her grades very much. Her previous marks in the shooting test were already quite average. If she got the worst in the artillery test this time, she would really not dare to stand in front of He.

"I heard it, but Gion-san probably hates me, right? Even if we reluctantly cooperate, there probably won't be a tacit understanding with others.

Rather than working hard and being abused, wouldn't it be better to give up from the beginning?"

Gion, whose tone was a bit awkward at first, suddenly became stern and serious after hearing Wood's absurd reasoning.

"What nonsense are you talking about! How can you become an excellent navy if you give up so easily!

And if you haven't tried it, how do you know that we will definitely be abused? Whether there is a good tacit understanding is not determined by the relationship between the two parties, but by the personality.

Sometimes the tacit understanding between opponents is better than that between close friends. Besides, it’s not that I hate you, it’s just..."

"Anyway, you can't leave alone. If you end up at the bottom of this test, I won't let you go!"

A few minutes later, Wood and Gion stood behind a cannon. Wood brought in boxes of cannonballs and stuffed black spherical shells into the barrel, waiting for Gion to adjust the firing angle.

That's right, Wood finally compromised...

After all, Gion is the future "Peach Usagi". He is determined to be an inconspicuous supporting role and a candidate general-level figure. He cannot afford to offend him at all.

"Peach Rabbit"'s previous favorability score was already negative, so at least it can't stay negative all the time.

If you can't hug the other person's long legs, at least you shouldn't offend them completely.

Moreover, when Kake left the Naval Academy, he had told himself to take good care of Gion and had paid him the corresponding remuneration. However, he still took the money and did not work. It seemed a little unreasonable.

"boom------!"

A burst of dazzling fire erupted from the barrel, and the gunpowder formed a powerful propulsive force after burning, directly ejecting the black spherical cannonball.

Following a perfect parabolic trajectory, the cannonball hit the mark dozens of meters away...

Medieval antique artillery like this has a killing range of only a few meters at most. If it misses to this extent, it can be said to be basically useless.

"It seems that the angle of the gun barrel is still a little high. Let me adjust it again. I will definitely be able to hit the marked point accurately next time."

Looking at the huge crater formed by the explosion in the distance, Gion looked confident. She thought that she had made huge progress compared to the beginning. If she were allowed to practice more, this test would basically be

It's a sure thing.

"Wood, what are you doing standing still? Hurry up and continue loading the shells. With your reloading speed, you obviously can't keep up with my firing speed."

A minute had passed since she fired the cannon, but Wood still stood aside blankly. The girl was obviously very dissatisfied with Wood's obvious delaying behavior.

"It's not that I don't want to reload, but the shells are almost used up. If I continue to fire, I may not even have the ammunition for the official test later."

The Navy Headquarters is also a wealthy country. Ammunition requires money and cannot be provided in unlimited quantities for training of new recruits.

Previously, in addition to one artillery piece, each group of them was also assigned two boxes of artillery shells. Each box contained twenty shells, which was about forty shells.

In addition to the three shots required for the test, that means they have a total of 37 practice opportunities.

In the previous continuous output of Gion, nearly two-thirds of the artillery shells had been consumed, but the small marking flag inserted on the mound was still fluttering in the wind.

"Compared to the beginning, I have made great progress. Next time..."

"You will definitely hit it next time, right? But I have heard this sentence no less than ten times since the beginning.

You are indeed making progress every time, from the initial miss of fifty meters to the current miss of about forty meters.

Calculated based on the 20 shells consumed, for each shell consumed, you can barely get closer to 0.5 meters from hitting the target.

Therefore, preliminary judgment shows that even if all the shells here are used up, your chance of successfully hitting is very low.

Of course, we don’t rule out the possibility that you suddenly got lucky and successfully hit the target, but I don’t think such lucky luck can always work in tests.”

The girl who was originally excited and confident could not help but show an embarrassed expression after hearing Wood's expressionless data analysis.

However, when she realized that Wood's previous shooting results were almost as bad as hers, the girl said unwillingly: "It seems that your cannon is very accurate. You can take a shot and let me see!"


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