Hidden Yao Era

"Oh, nothing, we quarreled over which of the two cruisers, the Io-class and the Connamara-class Chaos class, was so good. Castor explained. Colonel Linden sneered: "What a childish dispute, which battleship is stronger or weaker can only be seen in the battlefield! Without actual combat experience, your dispute is just empty talk! Go to the battlefield to verify your answer

!"

"Yes, sir!" Castor replied. Colonel Linden then returned to his position.

"You ......" Yang Dongming wanted to speak, but Casto interrupted him: "I don't want to betray my friends, although your thoughts are very dangerous, but from your past words and deeds, I don't see any signs of betraying us." But if you continue to let this dangerous thought erode your will, it will be difficult for me to help you again, so that's all for today's conversation. "

Yang Dongming also knows that it is useless to talk too much. In the military academy, he had communication with Castor, Yang Dongming's personality was an outlier in the military academy, coupled with the short and thin characteristics of the yellow race, which made him suffer some hardships in the military academy. But I don't know why Castor has an inexplicable crush on him. Perhaps it was the so-called chivalry of the aristocratic family that made him want to protect the weak. Or maybe there is something in common between them spiritually.

In the military academy, when Yang Dongming was bullied by the seniors, Castor would always bring a group of classmates who were also upset to help him. Yang Dongming knew a lot about the history of warfare, and Castor often talked to him about the battles of the old imperial era.

Yang Dongming often talks about those famous players, and Casto is very excited about them, and he often wants to replicate the glorious achievements of those famous players. But Yang Dongming did not encourage him to think about this, and he always said that he studied war in the hope that one day when he became a commander, his men would suffer fewer casualties.

Casto was often noncommittal about his idea, but one thing he had in common with Yang was that he also wanted to reduce unnecessary casualties by participating in the war. However, Castor wants to achieve this by finally unifying the entire galaxy through victory after victory, ending the chaos of this Chaos Age as soon as possible, so as to stop the killing and let as few people die as possible. As for the number of casualties in each battle, Castor didn't care too much, believing that as long as he could win, any price would be worth it.

Both young officers wanted to participate in the war, but their views on the war were ultimately different, and the commonality of their ideas led them to discuss them often, and their differences of ideas often led to the termination of the discussions between them, and sometimes even ended in unhappiness, as is the case today.

But curiosity about war history often drove Casto to talk to Yang Dongming, Yang Dongming knew too much about war history, and he treasured the knowledge of war history that was not in many textbooks or even in the school war history museum, and his unique understanding of war history made Casto feel very interesting, and their friendship was maintained in this strange state.

"Welcome to Laplace Air Port", with the prompt broadcast in the shuttle, Castor and his party arrived in the airspace near Laplace Air Port, and they were about to enter Space City to start their service in the army.

"Good luck!" Yang Dongming said goodbye to Castor before leaving the shuttle. "You too. Castor responded.

As soon as they entered the Laplace Air Port, local security personnel conducted a strict inspection of Castor and his party, conducted a comprehensive physical examination and scan of their bodies, obtained the DNA information of each of them, and checked their identities. After a tedious inspection, they finally arrived at the military port where the Seventh Fleet was stationed.

Walking out of the security area, I saw the Laplace military harbor lined up vertically and horizontally, a row of warships lined up in an orderly manner, like a steel jungle, and a fleet in the starport was preparing to carry out a mission, and the blue boosters launched by the battleships were shining like stars in the starport.

The young officers were mesmerized by the sight before them, and for the first time they had seen so many battleships anchored in the same harbor. Colonel Linden continued to say to them with an old face: "Next, you will take the transport ship to your warship, and you recruits will be assigned to different warships for internship according to their grades. Find your ship and report to the captain that today you will go to Io's outer orbit for a mock exercise. "

The firefighters were armed with the assignment of this batch of graduates of the military academy to different warships for internships based on their grades. Casto excelled at the Military Academy, and he was assigned to an internship on a state-of-the-art Io-class cruiser. Yang Dongming was a partial student, he almost got perfect marks in courses such as war history and military theory, but he barely passed in military quality classes such as physical fitness, and he was assigned to a Ceres-star support destroyer.

"Hey, buddy, which ship are you going to intern on?" asked Castor to his friend Curtis, who was Casto's youngest child, and the two grew up together and were admitted to the military academy together. "Oh, I was assigned to an internship on a Silent Sea-class impulse frigate, and I was on the verge of getting into a destroyer for an internship. Curtis said with some disappointment.

Casto comforted, "Haha, it's okay, it's just a temporary arrangement, and after the internship period is over, we will be assigned to other ships based on our performance." When we get to the battlefield, we have the opportunity to make a difference, and we even have the opportunity to control a battleship. "Well, yes, but I still envy you, and based on your grades, you should be an intern on a cruiser, right?" asked Curtis.

"Well, yes, it's an Io-class cruiser, supposedly the newest cruiser, and I'm already a little impatient. Castor said excitedly. "Man, you're in luck. Even people with excellent grades are rarely assigned to such advanced warships, and you really have yours. Curtis said with some envy.

Casto said a little smugly: "Hahaha, it seems that yes, I heard that some of our classmates from the same class seemed to have been assigned to the Second Fleet a few days ago, and their honor students were actually assigned to some old 066 cruisers, and the dirty environment inside disgusted them, hahahahaha!".

"Yes, enjoy your internship life, I'm going to report, maybe our warships will cooperate during the exercise. Curtis said goodbye to Castor. Casto replied, "Yes, I hope you are doing well on the battleship!" Casto was so excited that he got on the transport ship of Starport and couldn't wait to rush to the harbor where the Io-class cruiser was.

Casto was so excited that he forgot to determine the ship's name and ship's number. When the captain of the transport ship asked, he hurriedly glanced at the information of his ship, which read: Io-class cruiser, New Medici, board number CA666. "Oh, damn it, this ship, does this ship have anything to do with the devil?" Casto grumbled silently.

Soon the

transport ship consigned Cass to the port where the New Medici was located, and when Casto was studying at the military academy, he had entered some old warships to learn various military knowledge and warship handling techniques, but those old ships could hardly ignite the passion of young people.

Facing the New Medici, Castor was fascinated by the latest technology, the slender hull made the behemoth look not bulky, and the white composite armor was unusually dazzling in the lights of the starport. Casto watched the cruiser fall in love with his excitement like a child who had received a new toy.

After admiring the New Medici, Casto entered the interior of the New Medici, where he walked long inside the narrow interior of the ship before finding a bridge under the hull.

In the bridge there were five officers who were telling their men about today's mission, all of them were tall and muscular, and the officer with the rank of colonel at the head was particularly eye-catching, with an eyepatch on his left eye, a deep scar on the left side of his face, and a right eye as sharp as a falcon, and his angular face showed a resolute and calm temperament. With dark skin and a crisp white uniform, he doesn't look like a guy to mess with.

Castor saluted the officer at the head and said: "Second Lieutenant Cavendish of the Arbiter Military Academy graduate reports you. "

"Why is it so late?" the officer with the rank of colonel asked Castor. "Oh, I've been in the harbor for some time to be inspected," Casto tried to excuse his tardiness. "Are all the top students in the military academy as lazy as you, and since the inspection is delayed, don't you know how fast you can run on the way here?" the officer with the rank of colonel snarled at Casto.

"I'm ......," Casto was about to explain, but was interrupted by the colonel. "Well, I don't want to listen to your excuses anymore, you will pay for your tardiness, and you will be responsible for the sewage treatment of the whole ship this week. Do you hear that?".

"Yes, sir" Castor knew that there was only obedience and execution in the army, and although he secretly complained, he had to accept it. "I'm Colonel Nelson, the captain of this battleship. I'll give you an introduction to the main commander of this ship, and you have memorized it for me. Colonel introduced the other four officers, who were Lieutenant Commander Marshall, Major Kawaguchi, Chief of Pulse Main Guns, Captain Mills, who was in charge of secondary weapons, and finally Lieutenant Lyles, who was in charge of the ship's logistics and damage management.

Castor saluted the four chiefs one by one. Then Colonel Nelson said: "I read your resume, and the instructor at the Military Academy commented that you are good at gunnery, and you have a good score in the sand table exercise, and there is no place here to show your command expertise, you should follow Captain Mills during the internship period and familiarize yourself with the ship's secondary weapon system." "

"Yes, sir!" Castor's answer was firm and resounding, actually hiding his frustration and unhappiness, he had hoped to be able to stay on the bridge and participate in the command, but instead he was assigned to the secondary weapons command center. It seemed that his rank of second lieutenant was nothing to Captain Nelson, and that he was just a recruit.

Fortunately, Captain Mills was not as unsmiling as Chief Nelson, he was a large man who was gentle and cheerful and had a bit of a sense of humor. The secondary command center is located in the corner on the left side of the bridge, which is very compact, consisting of a main console and two secondary consoles, the main console shares intelligence with the bridge, and the two secondary consoles control a small-caliber artillery and a missile launcher, sharing a radar system and a dynamic defense perception system.

Captain Mills then briefed Castor on the operation of the sub-console, and in the rest of the exercise, Castor would operate a small-caliber artillery system with the goal of shooting down an incoming drill target aircraft. "Casto, you come from an aristocratic family, aren't you?" asked Captain Mills.

"Yes, I was part of the Cavendish family, one of the first Martian immigrants," Casto said proudly. "I heard that your family has a tradition of hunting monster-shaped birds in the Martian forest, don't be nervous boy, the target machine is as easy as going out to hunt birds, hahahahaha!" Mills wanted to talk in a lighter direction.

"Oh, weird birds aren't easy to fight, they're very nimble, unlike drones, which are lifeless machines. Castor was a little upset and deliberately diverted the topic.

"It's time, we're ready to go!" Colonel Nelson interrupted their conversation, as they were about to set sail for Europa's outer orbit. They were accompanied by 11 Io-class cruisers, 20 Aeshen-class destroyers, 15 Lancer-class destroyers, 6 Ceres-class support destroyers, 15 Ceres-class aircraft-carrying destroyers, and 100 Chenghai-class and Jinghai-class Yunhai-class frigates.

More than 100 battleships set off together and quickly lined up in battle formation, with the Io-class cruiser and the Euris destroyer in the front row, while the lancer destroyer and the Jinghai-class frigate were in the middle row, and the Ceres destroyer and Chenghai-class frigate followed in the rear. And such a large fleet is less than one-tenth of the strength of the Seventh Fleet.

Due to their close proximity, the fleet did not turn over, and they quickly flew towards Io's outer orbit, and Castor looked at Io, the uneven yellow and dark patches of the planet's surface in the universe that made Io look like a moldy egg yolk. It's dotted with red spots, and it looks like a bear child's prank. Casto couldn't help but feel a little funny, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, this funny feeling made him relax a lot.

"Don't be stunned, boy, we're almost there!" Captain Mills reminded Casto that they were on Io's outer orbit. The exercise is about to begin in earnest. The planned plan for the exercise was for 20 AC721 amphibious destroyers to arrive at the predetermined location first, and 40 old unmanned escort boats for remote-controlled operations to be used as target aircraft. However, I don't know why the 20 AC721 destroyers that should have been in place long ago have not been seen at the scheduled location.

"Sir, where are the target planes and destroyers at the predetermined location, and do you still have any contact with them?" asked Colonel Nelson to Rear Admiral William, the commander-in-chief of the exercise. "They were still in contact with us half an hour ago, but we don't get their signal now. Major General William replied. "We should be careful, perha......ps," Colonel Nelson was about to propose, but Rear Admiral William interrupted him, "You don't have to worry too much, this is near the fort of the Armed Fleet of Firefighters, there can be no enemy troops! "

"Report sir, an FG300 frigate has been discovered!" an intelligence officer reported to Rear Admiral William. "Hmm, we didn't have the FG300 frigate with us in our fleet this time, hurry up and confirm the identity of this frigate!!" Rear Admiral William seemed to realize something, and his mood gradually changed from doubt to nervousness.

The FG300 frigate did not accept the request for contact, but remained quietly there. The fleet gradually approached the frigate, and Casto found that the frigate was not painted and did not have any markings. The silver-white hull shone eerily in the sun's rays. "Is it a privateer?" thought Casto.

Suddenly, dozens of white lights appeared near this FG300 frigate

"There's a fleet turning!" exclaimed the intelligence officer.

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