Mage Veigar

Chapter 203

What needs to be faced still needs to be faced.

Like Vega, Tiers also doesn't want to see Vega.

After all, as a dean of studies and an imperial lieutenant general, he actually lost to a freshman who had not even attended a military academy. If this matter were to be made public, he would probably lose face.

Unfortunately, his resignation was not accepted.

Since he couldn't escape, he might as well face it openly. So he called Vega to the podium and pointed at him and said, "Everyone, please stand up first and pay your highest respects to the hero of the empire."

wow-

Everyone stood up instantly and saluted Vega.

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

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

Tiles looked around and then slowly said, "In the next three years of officer training, I, Tiles, will serve as your director of instruction, and Captain Vega Kalini will serve as my assistant. Do you have any opinions?"

"Yes, sir!"

Seeing that every student was cooperating, Tils nodded, then signaled Vega to go down, and arranged for each elite science student to introduce themselves, and read out precautions and school rules.

The whole process lasted about an hour.

During this hour, Vega roughly understood that the number of students in the entire elite department was not large, no more than 30 in total, and the officer training was closed training, and they were not allowed to go out during normal training.

Fortunately, I have one free day a week.

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

"That's it for today."

Tiles picked up the materials and walked out the door. "From tomorrow, the formal training will begin. I want to make it clear in advance that as students of the elite department, I don't want you to bring shame to the word 'elite department'."

As training begins.

For the next half month, Vega led a peaceful officer training life.

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

Therefore, officer training consists mostly of theoretical and practical courses.

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

Needless to say.

Since Vega has innate experience in commanding large-scale operations, he is like 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 rank first in the 573rd Officer Training, and he is now more than 50 points ahead of the second place, which is an insurmountable gap for ordinary students.

If the current trend continues for three years.

Then Vega will undoubtedly become the object of competition among every legion. It may be unlikely that he will be directly entrusted with important tasks in the fiercely competitive Central Army, but if he is transferred to other army groups, he will start as an officer at least at the brigade level.

This is the preferential treatment for the first place winner of the period.

"Captain Vega, what's the result?"

"Is there any need to ask? I'm definitely winning."

"If we win one more game, it will be our 300th consecutive win, right?" "300 consecutive wins? That's the same as winning one-third of the 573rd batch of army cadets."

When the officers of the Elite Division saw Vega coming out of the training room, they immediately approached and asked with concern. Vega smiled at them and said, “We lived up to everyone’s expectations and luckily won another game.”

After half a month, Vega had become familiar with many officers.

Although he doesn't like it very much, interpersonal relationships are also one of the compulsory courses. In addition, he is extremely capable and not arrogant, so he can naturally win the respect of many people.

There is no one who doesn't like to make friends with the strong.

With his strong strength, friendly words, and special age, after half a month here, Vega's interpersonal relationships are not only all-round in the elite department, but also have developed to other classes in the ordinary department.

Vega also earned a title because of this - the socialite of the military academy.

The word "socialite" is certainly not a derogatory term. In the eyes of most officers, it is a complimentary term.

The reason why he wanted to develop his personal network so vigorously was of course because Vega knew how important personal networks were. These officers came from all over the world, and Vega would not underestimate the friendship between his classmates.

"After you make friends with the Army, you can go to the Air Force to make yourself familiar with them."

After finishing the course, Vega walked towards the dormitory while muttering to himself, "I can't let go of the navy either. Of course, I have to take care of some of the generals who give lectures. These connections are more valuable than gold coins. If I waste this opportunity, I will probably be punished by God, right...?"

"Captain, that captain, come over and help."

As Vega was walking and planning, a sudden voice came from the right.

Following the source of the sound, I saw a Level 2 student standing on a stepladder pasting posters, but the tape fell to the ground, and he was in a dilemma.

Vega walked over and handed over the tape.

The Level 2 student came down the ladder after pasting the posters and said, "Finally it's done, Captain. Thank you so much."

"You are Welcome."

Vega responded, then looked at the poster, which read "The First General Project is about to kick off" in large letters, but there was no detailed introduction.

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

"What is the General Plan?"

The Level 2 student dusted himself off and pointed at the posters, saying, "To be honest, I'm also very curious, but unfortunately I don't know either. I just received an order from my superiors to post these posters all over the campus. But you don't have to worry. The posters are already posted, and I believe the Dean of Studies will explain in a few days."

Having said that, the Level 2 student nodded towards Vega and left.

Although he was confused, Vega did not take it to heart.

It was not until the theory class the next morning that the elusive Tils suddenly burst into the classroom and excitedly wrote the words "Central Military Academy's First General Plan" on the blackboard. Only then did Vega realize that this plan might not be that simple.

"First of all, congratulations to you all."

Lieutenant General Tiers slammed the table. Although he was speaking to everyone, his eyes were fixed on Vega. "After three years of discussion at the Imperial Central Military Department, we have finally decided to hold the first General Plan this year to test the waters. As for what the General Plan is specifically about, I will introduce it in detail later."

Tiles cleared his throat.

He said in a serious and resounding voice: "Now, I just want to ask a question -"

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

(End of this chapter)