Another quiet morning, the clear sun shone on the earth. The students of the Baston Military Academy who had been rushing all night were either wearing camouflage cloth and blankets leaning against the roots of trees, or drilling into sleeping bags and hiding into the bushes. Except for the few people on duty, the rest were already asleep.

In the distance, two patrol ships flew low over the forest sea, and another transport ship was taking off from the coal replenishment station. Obviously, the temporary supply point was still in operation.

Although tired, Weiss still sat on the high treetops and quietly stared at the flying ships in the distance.

These arrogant and conceited "proud sons of heaven" who are unwilling to face up to their shortcomings will sooner or later suffer in the hands of the Norman Empire!

But what is the current situation of the Norman Empire, which has made the entire Ulster Free Federation deeply hate? Work hard to govern, prepare for war, or do we become military and war-making, and complain with each other?

Weiss suddenly realized that, whether in the Baston Military Academy or in contact with the outside world, about the Norman Empire, it was about how cruel and violent it was in the last war, how its ruling class was arrogant and bloodthirsty, how it levyed and exploited the people, but no one could clearly and objectively describe the reality of this country - what effect the long-rumored political changes achieved, what level of social and economic development, what is the strength of military strength, and where is the weakness?

Most people's understanding of the Norman Empire seems to be at the general level. The military strategy is full of knowledge, and only by knowing oneself and the other can one be defeated in a hundred battles. The Norman Empire has sent military observation teams to watch the spring conference of the Ulster Free Federation Army for the first time. In addition to the corresponding follow-up visit, should the Ulster Free Federation also make some preparations?

Weiss thought a lot for the whole morning, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt worried. Looking back on the two world wars in human history, France's situation was the best lesson. If the experience of the Gaul chicken reappeared in the Ulster Free Federation, with his current ability, what should he do?

At noon, Weiss was replaced by Nicholas and was ready to rest for a few hours. Nicholas's words instantly woke him up from his drowsy state...

"Where have those flying warships gone?"

Yes! Where have those flying warships gone?

Looking at the sky with only white clouds and flying birds, Weiss couldn't help but ask such a question.

The patrol ships flew away, and even the transport ships disappeared. This situation seemed to have been going on for a while, but he was in a heavy mood and thoughts, and he didn't notice the change.

"It seems that they have big moves on the front line, or... our actions have begun." Weiss speculated.

Nikola said: "Has the decisive battle begun? If that's the case, do we just need to hold on for a few more days to last until the exercise is over?"

Weis thought for a while: "As you said, the result of this conference cannot exceed political needs, but things are not as simple as we imagined."

“For example?”

"For example... the theory of the threat of the Norman Empire." Weiss lowered his voice slightly, "We all feel--even sure... the Norman Empire had the ambition to launch a war of aggression again, and had prepared military preparations. My experience in the Monamolin Mountains seemed to provide unquestionable ironclad evidence for this speculation. But, I was suddenly thinking, is what we saw, or even experienced personally, the truth of the matter?"

Seeing Weiss being so abnormal, Nicholas did not answer immediately, but pondered for a long time:

"In this era we live in, the country we live in, it seems that everything is running under the sun, but this is just a superficial phenomenon. Not bad! The Norman Empire was once the biggest threat to the Ulster Free Federation. It was only a little short of it and it defeated us, but that was already the story of the previous generation. The Norman Empire is not as evil, dirty, dark as people imagined, nor is it a hell of power and people's miserable life. Objectively speaking, since the crown prince Parigini became the regent, the economy and society of the Norman Empire have been the economy and society.

The appearance has changed a lot, the living conditions of the lower class people have been greatly improved, and the growth rate of military strength is relatively slow. The reason why our public opinion advocates the Norman Empire threat theory is to a certain extent, it is just a means for some political speculators and arms suppliers to seek benefits. As for the 'Dr. K incident' you happened to be involved in, in my opinion, there are indeed many unconventional doubts. There may be other hidden information behind this. The investigation should be carried out in depth, rather than concluding based on existing evidence."

Nicholas's words made Weiss gasp: "If what you and I just speculated are true, then the one who threatens your and your family's lives is likely to be the enemy within the Free Federation, and the culprit of the Dr. K incident may also be the same group of people!"

"I finally understand what my father often means..." Nicholas was about to speak the next word, but was interrupted by a sudden gunshot.

The gunshot sounded completely different from the Grumman M3.2 series used by the Ulster Free Federation Army. The overly crisp snapping sound made Weiss, who was beside him, instantly dilate his pupils, and a special noun was squeezed out from his teeth: "Falcon!"

Then, seeing Nicholas still looking around on the tree, Weiss pulled him and signaled him to go down quickly. He also slid down from the tree, shouting at the students around him with a voice: "Recharge live ammunition! All load live ammunition! The enemy is coming!"

Before resting on the spot, Weiss as usual organized the 50 students into 6 teams, deployed alert defenses according to the configuration of 4+2 outside, and installed several secret whistles on the periphery. Judging from the gunshots, the shooter was not far away, and the most important thing was... Except for the special service, no unit of the Free Federation Army was equipped with top sniper rifles made by the Norman Empire.

After landing and observing the situation, Weiss continued to growl: "The commanders of each team immediately count the number of people! Report the casualties!"

After a while, six team commanders reported the number of people one after another. Except for the cadets sent out to serve as secret sentries, no casualties were found in each team.

Could it be that something went wrong with the secret whistle?

The gunshot should have come from the south. Weiss quickly came to the temporary defensive position in the south, lay beside the raised tree roots, squinted his eyes and looked deep in the woods. Sure enough, the green virtual frame in front of him showed almost zero biological functions. This scene reminded him of the situation after killing the snow fry on the first day in the world, and the eyes of the beast that almost ate it before dying...

Weiss held a rifle in his right hand and grabbed the tree root with his left hand, gritted his teeth and asked, "Who is on duty at the secret sentry post?"

The commander of the team replied: "It was Hart Resus! He asked to go!"

Weiss was shocked. Although he had little interaction with this student of the same level before, just a few days ago, he caused trouble with the stove in the woods and was beaten by Coonison. His self-blame and shameful look was deeply imprinted in Weiss' mind. It was nothing that young people made mistakes, but the right way to be brave after knowing shame is the right way. Hart Resus obviously did this. Unexpectedly, God was willing to make people. Before he could prove himself to people, he was about to fall in this vast forest...

"Hart! Hart!" The commander of the team lowered his tone and called out several times, but there was no echo in the woods.

The second-year student from the Baston Military Academy turned to look at Weiss and said anxiously: "He is only two or three hundred feet away from us. As long as you stand up, you can see people. There is no reason to hear it! Hart... Could something be wrong with him!"

Weiss did not answer positively, but asked in a low voice: "Have you all installed live ammunition?"

Several students around them answered "It's ready."

Weiss narrowed his eyes and said, "Everyone must be careful! This time we may encounter a real enemy!"

He narrowed his eyes to find the enemy hidden in the woods, but maybe because the distance was too far and the woods were too dense, he would not find anything for a while. After thinking about it, he made up his mind and found a big tree nearby and climbed up. Now, when he narrowed his eyes, he saw several red virtual frames, some still, and some were slowly moving towards this side.

Weiss was counting the virtual frame, suddenly he felt danger coming, and subconsciously opened his eyes wide, and saw the branches and leaves in the woods in the distance tremble, and quickly shrank his head and squatted.

In a blink of an eye, there was only a light and sharp sound of breaking through the air. A high-speed rotating bullet flew over his scalp. The rolling airflow lifted a strand of black hair on his forehead, leaving a faint burnt smell in the air...

Since the other party had discovered him, Weiss dared not to stay in the tree. He returned to the ground in a few seconds and said breathlessly: "The enemy has touched it from the south! Everyone is ready for battle! Once the enemy's trace is discovered, if you are sure to shoot the target, you will be allowed to fire!"

"Those are really enemies? How can there be enemies?"

The questions of a third-grade student reflect the thoughts of most students at the moment. If they shoot live ammunition, once they hit it, it will basically be a life. If they make a mistake in the relationship between the enemy and us, even if they order the shooter to bear the main responsibility, they will still be subject to interrogation or even trial. Perhaps the future of the military will die before taking the first step.

Weis gritted his teeth and said in a tone of sorrow and anger: "Hart Resus... has been sniped by the enemy! We are facing real enemies, enemies who want to put us to death! Why do they come here and why they deal with us? I also want to know the answer, and the only thing we can be sure about at the moment is to defeat the enemy to survive! Live!"

"Yes! Live!" Nicholas came here at some point, leaning against the tree trunk, and giving Weiss a thumbs up with a firm look on his face.
Chapter completed!