Xu Le had always thought of himself as an illiterate person.
During his youth, he was forced by Uncle Feng Yu to spend most of his free time in Hexi State University's free library, apart from repairing electrical appliances on Xianglan Avenue and in the mine. He carefully studied no less than two hundred books related to mechanical repair, such as microelectronics, structural design, and material science. He even forced himself to read a lot of books related to the humanities, such as Schiller's opera scripts, ancient Federation songs, and even seriously read the Federation's painting appreciation dictionaries.
But these were all things that Uncle Feng had asked him to do, and with so many things crammed into his brain, apart from mechanical repair, he never had the opportunity to turn his memory into performance.
When he was with Zhang Xiaomeng in the plum garden, love always happened in the cafeteria and on the field, so he didn't find the time to memorize those love poems that had been passed down through the ages. After that, his life was even more difficult and dangerous, so naturally, he didn't have the time to go to the capital's metropolitan art gallery and express his views on art. Li Qishao's apartment had many famous paintings, but at that time, his eyes had already been burned by those flowers, so there was no reason for him to start praising the strange impressionist style of painting …
The most important thing was that he didn't have a proper education. The Federation's free educational benefits for orphans had long been thrown aside by him. And he didn't have the opportunity to take the Ministry of Defense's mechanical repair exam, which he had been looking forward to, so to this day, he still didn't have a single diploma.
People without a diploma were illiterate, this was the opinion of most people in the Federation, including Xu Le himself.
So he had been greedily absorbing the nutrients of knowledge around him. In these two years, at Ewha University, at the research institute, at the Whitewater Company, and at the engineering department, he constantly learned from those professors, Tai Zhiyuan, and Bai Yulan, and very honestly put himself in the position of a good student.
A guy without a diploma had now become an instructor of the Ministry of Defense. This kind of change made him unable to react for a while, and it was very difficult for him to adapt.
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The officers who were sitting upright in the training base also found it hard to get used to the fact that their instructor was actually a guy who looked younger than them and was so ordinary that they couldn't look at him.
The base was not a military academy, and these officers were not ordinary military academy students. They were the best of the best selected from the Federation's anti-terrorism exercise. Although they still maintained strict discipline in class and sat abnormally straight, there was a sense of alienation and coldness in their eyes and eyebrows. In the end, it converged into a look of disdain as they looked at the podium.
A young technical officer from the general assembly base was actually sent here to explain to these battle-hardened soldiers the controls of the Federation's newest MX mecha!
Due to the prominent role of mecha in the planetary landing field army and the glorious deeds of the old military god, regardless of whether it was the three major military academies or the West Woods Military Academy, the mecha faculty had always had the highest status. Logistical support and the strength of their teachers were all placed first. The officers in training were forced to watch that video and study the anti-terrorism assault array for two months before they finally received notice that they were about to begin learning how to operate the Federation's newest MX mecha. This was extremely good news, because they all knew very well what the revolutionary MX mecha meant to future battles. Last month, the general assembly base had just begun listing the MX into the production sequence. They would definitely be the first batch of MX pilots in the military.
This kind of glory and pressure filled them with anticipation and excitement for today's class. They had originally thought that the one coming to class today would definitely be a professor from the First Military Academy's mecha faculty, or perhaps the most terrifying ace pilot of the Federal military. Who would have thought that such a young man would come instead?
The difference between expectations and reality made the officers feel somewhat frustrated. Naturally, conflicting emotions rose in their hearts.
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The Ministry of Defense had not prepared a lesson plan, only giving Xu Le a question. However, when he received this question, Xu Le's emotions calmed down a lot. Although he knew that he was definitely not an outstanding instructor, when it came to the MX mecha, there was probably no one in the entire Federation who was more familiar with it than he was. Thinking of this, he vaguely understood how the Federation was planning to use him. Making the best use of time to train a batch of capable MX pilots for the military was indeed the most important thing right now.
He noticed the strange looks from the officers below the podium, but he did not care. Due to the discipline of the class, none of these officers dared to make a fuss or cause trouble in class. The key was that there might be some small problems during the discussion later.
He hoped that Zhou Yu would be able to help out later. He looked at Zhou Yu's smiling face at the front of the class and could not help but smile. Then, he wiped the smile from his face.
He slid the touch ball under his thumb to bring up the diagram of the mecha's shoulder on the screen. Then, he said seriously, "When performing the power mutation, all of you must pay attention to how the threshold value of the shoulder rises. The MX's monitoring system is located at the head, just like the old system. However, due to the current instantaneous load being too large, the balance compass may be affected. Therefore, all of you must be more precise in your control and match the threshold value of the shoulder."
In the underground base of the Nutshell Engineering Department, he had tested the mecha countless times. Moreover, during his exchange with Madman Li at the Old Moon base, he had gained a deeper understanding of this new mecha. What he was saying now was undoubtedly a very rare experience. However, it was precisely because he knew this very well that his tone was very certain, almost as if he was giving a straight answer.
This kind of tone was rather jarring to the ears of the officers, especially when they saw that Xu Le on the rostrum had already begun to break down the tactical movements of the MX mecha in detail, treating them as if they were his older brothers. This kind of dissatisfaction had accumulated to the extreme.
After much difficulty, this lesson on the structure system was finally over. Before Xu Le could say anything, one of the officers stood up with a stern expression and said rudely to him on the rostrum, "I've made a thorough record of the tactical movements you just described. I think that everything you said is wrong."
I love my teacher, but I love the truth even more. However, this officer's question was not a discussion, but more like a criticism. This was because the essentials of the mecha movements Xu Le had described seemed completely out of order to them. It was completely incompatible with the tactical movements they had learned in the three major military academies back then. They could not imagine how much trouble would arise operating a mecha like this, and so their impression of Xu Le subconsciously worsened. They felt that this person probably had some understanding of the MX mecha, but definitely had some great background and had pulled some strings to be able to become their instructor.
"Where's the mistake?" Xu Le released the finger he had been using to turn off the screen to look seriously at that stern-looking officer.
"If the E3 turn and side slide were executed according to your instructions, it would only result in a big fall." That officer looked at Xu Le with disgust. "The way I see it, you've probably never operated a mecha before. How can someone like you be qualified to teach us?"
Xu Le lowered his head and thought for a moment before saying, "M-series mecha. I've come into contact with them three times."
As soon as these words were said, the entire conference room burst into an uproar. Among these most outstanding officers of the Federal military present, some were not from the mecha battalions, but they had all participated in the West Woods rotational warfare for the past 10 years. They were very familiar with the mecha of the Federal military — some of them had even slept in their mecha every day … yet their instructor had only operated a M-series mecha three times!
Xu Le ignored the uproar in the conference room. Picking up the pen in his hand, he quickly drew a rough diagram of the mecha on his terminal screen and displayed it on the screen. Pointing at the diagram on the screen and the precise numbers beside it, he said, "E3 turn and side slide. If done according to my instructions, it will definitely achieve the best results. As for the fall you mentioned, I don't think it will happen."
The standing officer looked at him coldly and said rudely, "You want to overturn all the teaching materials of the three major academies?"
"I haven't thought about that, but speaking of MX, I think you all should listen to my opinion more. After all, I am the instructor."
Xu Le was an easily angered person. Although these officers were extremely rude to him, he did not feel too strongly about it. He was only thinking about the mission the Ministry of Defence had given him, and about the advance of the Imperial armies at the West Woods frontlines, and his brow furrowed. He felt that these officers who were the pillars of the Federation were all so stubborn, completely unable to understand the biggest difference between the two. Thus, his words sounded rather stern.
"I don't think you have the right to be our instructor. I will report this to the higher-ups," said the officer in a deep voice. At the same time, many other officers around them stood up and cast a disdainful glance at Xu Le before preparing to leave the conference room.
"I know why you all find the standard tactical movements of the MX mecha ridiculous."
Xu Le was silent for a moment, and then suddenly narrowed his eyes and said, "Because you all have stupidly forgotten one thing. Compared to the MX mecha you all commonly use, the MX mecha is a completely new system. If you are satisfied with what you have in the past and want to use the things you have learned to pilot MX, it's like trying to use a bicycle to drive a car. This is truly ridiculous thinking. "
The leading officer's body stiffened slightly, but he still walked towards the door. However, a trace of doubt flashed across the faces of the officers behind him, and they subconsciously slowed down their steps.
Xu Le no longer looked at these people. He drew a few sketches of the structure as fast as he could and marked a few extremely complicated numbers. He looked at the officers who were still sitting below the podium and said, "The order given by the Department of Defense was urgent, so I didn't start from the basics at the beginning. I thought that you should be able to understand this, but I didn't expect that you still weren't mentally prepared to control a monster. Then I will dissect this monster with you."
"Instantaneous quadruple power output, dual control system, cockpit design with fluid replacement, large reduction in long-range firepower, all designed for close combat — this is the MX, a ridiculous monster."
Xu Le pointed at the values on the holographic screen and said, "The new ADS adaptive suspension system can solve some people's previous worries, but it will require your cooperation with the manual controls. The instantaneous explosive power applied to the spherical joints by the twin engines can allow the MX to perform actions you all could never have imagined in the past. "
"Let's take a look at the CLK value and CLS value. I don't have the specific parameters from the previous experiment, but in the test run, it has already been confirmed …"
"The stability under overclocking state, here is a wave value chart you can analyse …"
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Half an hour passed in the midst of Xu Le's slightly dry explanation. Hearing the most detailed breakdown of the MX mecha, the officers in the meeting room recorded it seriously. Those officers who had stood up stopped in their tracks somewhat awkwardly. Right then, they finally found that although they did not know how practical the instructor on the podium was, his knowledge of the MX mecha did seem to be very thorough. Those parameters and related tactical actions he had mentioned seemed to really be able to work together.
"This is a brand new mecha, so it needs a brand new pilot. This is the real reason why I am here as an instructor." Xu Le narrowed his eyes, swept his gaze over the officers in the meeting room, and said, "The teaching materials of the three major military academies? I suddenly understand that the mission the Ministry of Defence gave me was probably to overturn these teaching materials. "
The meeting room was silent, and only his voice could be heard.
"Just now, I said that I have only come into contact with the M-series mecha three times. Many of you must have some disdain for me, thinking that I am very untrustworthy as an instructor."
He paused for a moment, and then said, "But perhaps you all don't know this, but in terms of time spent in contact with the MX mecha, I am definitely the one who has spent the most time in this Federation."
After spending half a year in the underground of the Nutshell Engineering Department, in terms of understanding of the new MX mecha, in the entire Federation, Xu Le and Shang Qiu were probably the two people with the most comprehensive understanding. This was because other than the research and development of certain key parts, the entire mecha's assembly system had also been completed by them. As for first-hand understanding of the mecha in actual combat, even Shang Qiu could not be mentioned in the same breath as Xu Le.
There were no real idiots in the Ministry of Defence, and that old man from the Lees of Philadelphia was no idiot either. They wanted to maximize Xu Le's value to the maximum, so this temporary arrangement before them was unquestionably the best choice. Xu Le had no room to refuse. He was also very willing to contribute to increasing the Federal military's combat strength in the face of the Empire's invasion. Thus, although he had never been an instructor before, today, he would try to suppress the arrogance of these officers.
Walking down from the podium, he smiled at Zhou Yu and said a few words. Then, holding the electronic document in his hand, he left the conference room, not even looking at those officers.
"Zhou Yu, you know this arrogant fellow?" The officers looked at Zhou Yu and asked, "Is this fellow a technical supervisor on loan from the Nutshell Engineering Department?"
The long first lesson had allowed these officers to truly understand Xu Le's thorough understanding of the MX mecha. Furthermore, they knew that Zhou Yu had once carried out the Full Materials Plan at the Nutshell Engineering Department, so they naturally associated him with the Nutshell company that had developed the MX.
"He should not be at the Nutshell Engineering Department now." Zhou Yu was silent for a moment. He thought to himself that Ka Qifeng's battle was still in a semi-secret state, but the development of the MX mecha no longer needed to be kept a secret. After some thought, he stood up and smiled at the officers in the conference room.
"His name is Xu Le, the main developer of the MX mecha."
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The main developer of the MX mecha. What did this title mean? These outstanding officers who had studied in the various military academies naturally knew. Connecting the dots to this person's age, in addition to their shock, their slightly furrowed brows gradually relaxed into disbelief.
"The other developer is not that much older than him, and she's also a lady." Zhou Yu smiled and said, "To have the developer personally explain the MX, I think this is a rare opportunity."
"Even if he really is the developer of the MX mecha, he is not a soldier after all. How can he teach the true tactical movements and controls of the battlefield?" The stern-faced officer walked back from the door and said with a cold smile, "It's just an armchair strategist."
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The training base was hidden in the dense mountains. Up until now, Xu Le still had not figured out the exact location. After all, he was not a professional soldier. On the way here on his private jet, he could not pinpoint the exact location just by looking at the sun's position and the direction of the mountain range. After finishing his first class, he walked to the viewing platform of the training field of the base. Putting down the electronic document in his hands, he sat down and sank into silence.
The president had signed a special pardon, and he had signed the two thin indentures from the Ministry of National Defence. Then, he had been sent to this remote base. He lit a cigarette and narrowed his eyes at the wild grass growing wildly on the training field. For some reason, he actually thought of the scenery outside the window of Qingcheng's military prison.
If he had been the one to teach those military prisoners about the MX mecha, perhaps it would have been easier to teach than these officers today, right? He thought this somewhat ludicrously.
Xu Le's personality was one that valued promises above all else. Since he had signed the indenture, he would do this well. Thus, going against his conscience, he played the role of indifference in the meeting room, simulating things like prestige. However, he knew that just based on his understanding of the MX mecha, it was not enough to make those officers truly lower their heads.
Instructors and students were natural enemies. The greater the pressure, the greater the resistance. It was just that this instructor, Xu Le, was a little too young, and those students were a little too fierce.
These soldiers all had academy backgrounds and were already basic-level commanders in their respective units. Just sitting upright in the meeting room gave off the feeling of a powerful army. These past few years, they had killed countless enemies in the West Woods. There was even a sense of pride and ruthlessness that was deeply rooted in their bones. Moreover, it was their profession.
Thinking of the word profession, Xu Le could not help but lick his lips and curse under his breath. Profession often meant inflexibility, meant bureaucracy. The bureaucracy of the government and the military could tell from this incident. The new mecha had clearly been successfully developed last year, but in the end, from assembly to training, it had actually dragged on for a full half a year!
After he had been released from prison, he had thought that the Federation had already trained countless skilled MX pilots. In the end, he had not expected that he would still have to do this himself. After fiercely smoking a cigarette, Xu Le stood up and walked towards the dormitory. He thought to himself, I've killed as many people as you all. If we want to compete, I can only pretend for you all to see.
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