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spnA month goes by in a blink of an eye.

Wang Han looked at the calendar on the wall. Tomorrow is January 5, 1949, Xiao Han.

This date was circled with a black pen because it was the day of recruitment and selection.

Just after the training was completed in the early morning, the division commander announced that no group activities would be organized today, and he asked everyone to adjust themselves. Those who applied for the Space Force recruitment assessment tomorrow can adjust their status.

"Dong dong dong..." [

There was a knock on the door, and Wang Han opened the door and saw a group of people standing outside. They were all captains and majors, his comrades in the same year.

"Come in, come in, come in."

"Brother Wang, we're not going to bother you."

Seven people filed in, filling the small school-level officer dormitory to the brim.

"Brother Wang, tomorrow is the recruitment assessment for the Space Force. We just took a look at it and we are really unsure. Judging from your calm expression, do you have some gossip?"

A clever captain asked, and everyone was naturally curious about why Wang Han could remain calm.

"Rumors, there is no such thing."

Wang Han shook his head and smiled, "Half a month ago, the division talked to me and said that an instructor from my old school, Southwest Aviation College, promoted me and allowed me to pass the recruitment assessment without taking the test.

He knew me well before and thought I was quite talented in driving."

"Hey, such a good thing, this can be considered an unofficial decision."

Everyone couldn't help but feel happy for Wang Han. The so-called implicit decision was not jealousy. After all, the instructor couldn't be engaging in malpractice for personal gain. He could only think that Wang Han had such talent.

"Haha, there is nothing to hide from everyone. When I was in the military academy, I secretly participated in a virtual air combat game club with a Star Wars background in the school, and the instructor happened to be our captain.

At that time, I was a space fighter pilot in the game and had achieved some achievements."

Wang Han did not hide these comrades who had been with him for many years. Moreover, he knew and was informed that these matters did not violate the principle of confidentiality.

"A virtual air combat game with a Star Wars background? Darling. Lao Wang, you are incredible. I haven't heard you mention it in so many years."

A major squadron leader who joined the Army Aviation Brigade at the same time as Wang Han teased.

"Haha, at that time we all thought it was just a game. Although it was very realistic, now that I think about it, it should be a kind of virtual teaching similar to what the newspapers said. It was a coincidence that I was assigned to the Army Aviation Force. I was originally supposed to go to the Air Force

Yes, after all. Perhaps what I am best at is flying a space fighter."

There was some faint longing in Wang Han's eyes. He couldn't help but think of those years when he was at Southwest Airlines School, when he joined the virtual game club and joined the virtual game in accordance with the confidentiality regulations.

He clearly remembered the first time he learned to fly that weird space fighter. If it was a fighter very similar to a new type of space fighter that the empire began to publicly promote, he clearly remembered that he shot down one after another.

enemy aircraft.[

He even thought for a time that he should be the best fighter pilot. However, when he actually took the test in flying a Tianlong jet fighter, his performance was mediocre, completely inconsistent with his performance in the game.

Later, the instructor judged that he was too integrated into the role of piloting a space fighter in a virtual game, because piloting a space fighter requires very high brainwaves, making him unsuitable for piloting an ordinary fighter.

So, he went to the Army Aviation Force. But he didn't expect that after four years of training, he would get the opportunity to return to that seemingly virtual force, the Space Fighter Force.

"At the time, we all thought it was just a game, until my instructor told me that everything was based on reality. I declined his invitation and decided to take the exam myself."

Wang Han said with a smile, maybe because he had extreme confidence in himself, he did not feel panic. He even guessed that when he became an Army Air Force pilot, the instructor did not want him to die in vain on the air combat battlefield that he was not good at.

But this time, he will use his own efforts to return to the field he is best at, pilot a real space fighter, and then, just like in the game, he will rank among the top ten ace pilots among thousands of virtual enemies.

"You are born to be an ace space fighter pilot. You have frightening consciousness and brain wave reactions. You can even be completely selfless in air combat. Come back, the instructor will fly our empire's space fighter with you this time.

Fight together. The era of conventional warfare is slowly passing, but you should not return to the ordinary. The era that belongs to you and yours has just begun."

Wang Han knew clearly that what the instructor said was correct, and that the next career in the Space Force would be the period when he would be most at home.

"Brother Wang, tell us how you will be assessed."

"Yes, Xiao Wang, tell me."

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"I don't know either. I'll see what the arrangements are for tomorrow."

Wang Han shook his head, although he had already guessed in his heart that the most effective assessment was the same virtual exam as the one used when the Virtual Flying Club first logged into the game.

The next day came quickly.

"...The assessment method is very simple. In these ten rooms, 300 people will take turns to enter each time, and each assessment will take 30 minutes..."

Sure enough, the next day, an expert in military uniform came to the division headquarters and led the troops to ten heavily guarded rooms on the playground, where ten sets of virtual access systems had already been placed.

There are 30 people in each room at a time, and 300 people in ten rooms at a time. The assessment time is 30 minutes.

The expert briefly explained the rules, including how to use the helmet, and announced that the first group of people had started to enter.

The number of people in the entire Army Aviation Division, even including non-combatants, is not as large as that of a field division. However, who would have thought that 96% of the people who signed up for the Space Force recruitment assessment, and the remaining 4% is not that much.

If you are injured, you are too old, or your family situation does not allow you to continue fighting in the army and you are ready to retire. You can only give up with regret.

Wang Han took a casual look around and found many acquaintances, including the division commander Wei Sanming and the political commissar. They were both young, in their early thirties, in their prime, so they naturally did not want to give up the recruitment exam for the Space Force.

"Compared with a colonel in the conventional army and a captain in the Space Force, once they can successfully pass, the latter is obviously more attractive."

Wang Han estimated the exchange of military ranks and followed the recruitment method. Although the military ranks will decrease all the way, they will still have a guaranteed military rank salary. If they are qualified, they will be given priority in military positions. However, the salary of division commanders is already like this.

Converted from my rank of major, I am a second lieutenant officer of the Space Force.[

But it was all worth it, at least the division commanders and political commissars chose to sign up instead of continuing to hang around and wait to die in the regular army.

Everyone's blood boiled when they saw the huge battleships, huge and flexible space fighters, mechas, combat robots, self-propelled gunboats, etc. in various reports and promotional videos.

On a large monitor in front of thousands of people, a real documentary started playing as soon as the screen changed.

One or two kilometers, or even longer and larger warships and transport ships passed by in the sky, blocking out the sun...

Flexible space fighters shuttled past the battleships in the air like dragons, turning each battleship into its own nest. The star battleship seemed to have transformed into a real space carrier, constantly spitting out a large number of space fighters.

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On the ground, there are self-propelled gunboats, land-suspended gunboats, individual mechas, bionic large-scale fire support mechas... the new space ground combat force composed of a mixture. It is so majestic and majestic.

Most people dream of becoming space fighter pilots, or battleship soldiers, or even battle captains. And some less confident logistics and ordinary soldiers naturally noticed those large, medium and small transport ships and supply ships, and thought to themselves,

No matter how bad you are, you can always have a goal to strive for.

Wang Han and his division commander Wei Sanming were assigned to a group and entered the same room.

"Teacher, I wish you good luck."

Before Wang Han sat down, he raised his hands in salute and then put on his helmet.

With a soft bang, he became familiar with Bi's login interface. Like a conditioned reflex, Wang Han skipped all the novice guidance and adaptation processes. Looking at the familiar instruments and equipment in front of him, he felt a kind of beast returning.

Jungle feeling.

"Start brainwave access...start the fighter plane...take off..."

A series of instructions, the speed at which his brainwaves were connected was obviously faster than that of an average Space Force pilot, and this series of instructions was completed quickly.

According to the data, the main space fighter of this generation is called the Shenlong-3 space fighter. It is a standard fighter on a certain type of battleship, and it is also a space fighter that has reached the advanced level of the second-level civilization.

Its operation is based on brainwave access, but it does not mean that you can operate a fighter plane while sitting still. It also requires the full input of the whole person's brainwaves and body, which is much more complicated than flying a traditional fighter plane.

If he predicted correctly, those who signed up could either freely choose the test items, or be automatically grouped by the virtual master brain according to their brainwave characteristics, physical characteristics, interests and hobbies, etc. Some of them would participate in the assessment of the space ground force.

Some take the space fighter assessment, and some take the battleship soldier or battleship officer assessment.

There was a virtual interstellar battleship in front of him, and Wang Han read out its level without thinking: "Technological level from the second-level civilization, G-class interstellar battleship, high-end Shenlong-3 space fighter..."

The next moment, he had started the space fighter, and the instrument showed that 99% of the other pilots in the battleship hangar were still at the stage of being familiar with brainwave access and undergoing preliminary assessments.

"Whoosh..."

The Shenlong-3 space fighter drew a beautiful arc, broke away from the G-class star battleship, and flew into space.

"I've found the feeling I had back then, it's so beautiful..."

When looking at the huge battleship below the fighter plane and the deep starry sky, Wang Han couldn't help but clenched his fists. He changed from automatic driving to brainwave manual dual driving, drew an arc into the starry sky, and began to do various complicated tasks.

Maneuvering, he even exceeded his expectations in launching, fighting and other actions.

Extremely smooth, Wang Han completely found the feeling he had in the virtual game back then.

"Although this is just a virtual teaching game, it is so realistic. Maybe soon, I will be able to reach real space and fly a real Shenlong-3 space fighter."

Wang Han was flying a fighter plane in the space of the virtual teaching game, but he didn't know that several examiners saw it through the monitor and couldn't help but exclaimed: "This guy is Wang Han? That space fighter genius was placed in the regular army aviation

A genius who needs to be tempered by the military. Perhaps he is qualified to fly the latest improved Shenlong-3 space fighter and become one of the aces among the Space Force fighter pilots as quickly as possible."

Of course, these examiners also know that most of the empire's space pilots are now robot instructors, and the very few empire pilots are not the most elite. Those elites and geniuses have been let out for training, because the chairman said that a true

The ace, at least he must have rich experience, a tough mind that has experienced many things, and is used to life and death, etc., instead of just tying them to death on the training ground of the Space Force.

Now, they are qualified. At least Wang Han has not become unfamiliar at all after being away for four years.

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At the same time, at a group army station, Hou Xiaoshan, who was wearing a major general uniform, gritted his teeth and tore off the general's brochure on his shoulder. He rejected the opportunity to be promoted to a regular force lieutenant general and also chose to sign up for the Space Force. He was eager to
To be continued...