I farmed in military academy and crushed the entire intergalactic world.

Chapter 80: I'm struggling to survive, while you're giving me an open-book exam?
After what happened with Halder, Lin Xiaohe became more determined in her mind.

In the interstellar era, the moral standards of the test takers are worrying, and compared with the model youth of China, they are completely untrustworthy.

There's a dimensional barrier between Lin Xiaohe and this group of students who have never taken a "Political Science and Ideological Education" class!

Go it alone, you absolutely must go it alone!
The "Flaming Bird" mech staggered and wobbled its way through the jungle, as if it had Parkinson's disease.

A nearby Imperial squadron had already spotted the surviving Federation mech and immediately activated its high-speed thrusters to give chase.

"Leave no one alive!"

Inside the mecha, Lin Xiaohe was busy and sweating profusely.

She was going crazy. Were the mecha designers out of their minds?! They already had neural sensors, so why did they still need to manually operate buttons?
The faster neural connection speed than the second-generation mecha left Lin Xiaohe dizzy and disoriented.

Her hand speed couldn't keep up with her mental transmission speed, which made her mecha very uncoordinated.

Bang!
Tripping over his own foot, the [Flaming Bird] mech fell flat on its face.

This scene completely threw the pursuing Imperial squadron into a panic.

conspiracy?

It can't be a complete novice who can't operate a mecha!

The Imperial squadron was very cautious, maintaining a certain distance before firing the energy cannon directly.

Two energy cannon shots can easily destroy a [Flamingo] aircraft.

Ten energy cannons in total, enough to blast this cunning Federation soldier in front of us into dust.

Sweetie blocked all the attacks.

In a flash, Lin Xiaohe unhesitatingly relinquished control of the mecha and feigned death.

It's dead, completely dead, don't chase it...

The Imperial squadron only saw the enemy's energy shield flash, and then the entire mech crashed to the ground.

"Target shot down, requesting return to base."

"Permission to return."

As night fell, it was pitch dark.

After Lin Xiaohe and the rest of the Imperial squadron left the area, they climbed out of their mechs.

She glanced at the [Flamingo], her brows furrowed tightly.

I am completely unable to learn how to control it in a short period of time.

But on the battlefield, without the protection of a mech, it would be a pipe dream to break into the capital and rescue the president.

How to do?
Lin Xiaohe plopped down on the ground, propped her chin up with her right hand, and pondered deeply.

Viewers who were watching her closely, wanting to scrutinize her every move with a magnifying glass, quickly analyzed Lin Xiaohe's predicament.

Edwin, the first-level chief of staff of the Fourth Star Ring Military Region, said sharply, "Lin Xiaohe can't operate mechs. Her humble background has limited her vision and experience."

The pink Beetle mech was designed by her father, so she is skilled at operating it.

Now, if she were to switch to the Federation's standard-issue "Flamingo" mech, she would be completely helpless.

However, for other candidates, their own fifth or sixth generation mecha systems have similarities to the [Flamingo], so they can get started quickly.

Central Military Academy Principal Cassian shook his head slightly. The advantages that other candidates had accumulated over more than a decade were not so easy to overcome.

Melina's heart was in her throat. Faced with such a predicament, could Lin Xiaohe still show her excellence?
Many people were disappointed with Lin Xiaohe's performance, feeling that she had neither the steely will of a soldier nor the talent of having a photographic memory and being able to learn things quickly.

Perhaps her outstanding performance in the first two assessments was simply due to the pink beetle mecha.

These people turned their attention to the other side.

Most of the candidates landed in the capital city. Yu An, Lin Ye, and Gabriel from the Second Star Ring all quickly won over nearby candidates.

So far, the more than 1000 candidates have been divided into three teams, with You An's team being the largest, consisting of 500 people. Lin Ye is leading a group of more than 200 people and is currently moving towards You An's team.

The one hundred candidates from the Second Star Ring were united around Gabriel and showed no sign of wanting to join forces with Euan.

The remaining candidates were unlucky, scattered throughout the capital city fighting alone, and would likely be captured and killed by imperial soldiers soon.

As for Lin Xiaohe, she's completely out of the competition. A candidate who can't operate a mecha and is far from the core testing area has no chance of turning things around.

"Have you found Lin Xiaohe?" You An asked in the closed channel.

"No."

Yu An raised an eyebrow. Lin Xiaohe was a cautious fellow; she hadn't left a single clue.

After Lin Ye and You An reunited, You An began to convene a battle meeting.

"This test simulates the Battle of Selfa. Two-thirds of the immigrant cities have fallen, and two cities have been completely destroyed. The Federation's air power has been completely lost, and the ground defense forces are fighting independently and have been divided and destroyed by the Empire."

"We will not receive any reinforcements."

Lin Ye: "It's alright, we have the answer we can copy. The Fifth Legion Special Forces successfully rescued the CEO of Selfa by contacting the double agent Bone Flute and using a secret passage to leave the city. We can do it too."

Victor asked, "Do you know who Bone Flute is?"

Bone Flute is a code name, not a real name.

There are millions of people in the capital, where are we going to find people?

Susie whispered a reminder: "Victor, have you forgotten? In the third mock exam, there was a fill-in-the-blank question that was about the bone flute!"

Victor scratched the back of his head and gave an awkward laugh. His academic performance was inversely proportional to his fighting skills.

"Should we still contact the candidates in the Second Star Ring?"

Logically speaking, the candidates in the second star ring should be of a much higher caliber than the ordinary candidates in the third and fourth star rings, and cooperating with them would increase the feasibility of the plan.

But this is not a real battle; it's an assessment.

Who would willingly give up their spotlight to someone else?

Yu'an: "Trying to find the candidates for the second star ring is too much of a waste of time. Let's go find the bone flute directly."

Meanwhile, the examinees from the Second Star Ring had already reached the Bone Flute Manor.

A boy with a baby face hid like a night owl in an empty house outside the manor.

He moved his lips slightly and spoke into the closed channel: "Gabriel, are we going to keep waiting? Why don't we contact Bone Flute directly?"

He glanced at the starry sky with boredom, finding it extremely dull: "Did Nuwa release the floodwaters? I remember the last starry sky simulation exam was incredibly difficult."

Gabriel and his group hid in a museum two kilometers away from the manor.

"Stay hidden and wait for Yu'an and the others to scout ahead."

The baby-faced boy drawled, "Okay, I always listen to you. I wonder where our Captain Lin has gone. Could she really have gone to the Presidential Palace to rescue her?"

Thinking of this, the baby-faced man chuckled.

The Battle of Selfa was a topic they had studied for the exam, but candidates from the fifth and sixth star rings might have never even heard of it.

The baby-faced boy couldn't help but laugh when he realized that he had already gotten the correct answer, but Lin Xiaohe was like a headless fly, going down the wrong path.

It's perfectly normal that remote areas struggle to produce talent. The invisible barriers created by disparities in educational resources will isolate them from the world for generations to come.

Outside the examination hall, everyone relaxed. The exam was about to end, and it was time to see whether Yu An or Gabriel would complete the task first.

"Lin Xiaohe is nothing special. Marshal Chu probably misjudged her."

　The chosen name—Edwin—makes its appearance.

　　Thank you for your support, my darlings!
　　(End of this chapter)