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Chapter 61 Intramural Societies

The location of the Logistics and Transportation Department is located on the third floor of the Education and Science Building No. 7, Fenglei Military Academy. At first glance, there are not many students who have registered, and the entire third floor is almost overcrowded.

The wide distribution of the logistics system can be summarized in an inclusive way. Whether it is military supplies, weapons and ammunition transportation, power management, warship maintenance, or other problems such as shoveling shovelers' work and other issues, in short, it's all.

But I have to admit that logistics is a military profession that cannot be used to the table. When brave federal soldiers charge and are on the front line of the battlefield, your responsibility is only responsible for logistics support. When a senior general awards merits to a certain unit or soldier, you can only watch.

Many students in the school were so energetic that they could slapped their chests and declare their field army, special forces, and driver numbers. As logistics forces, they mostly spent their service in the space universe.

When he entered the classroom and sat down, Feng Yi sighed helplessly, "It's all right, since he comes, he'll be at ease."

Today's first class was explained by the beautiful robot Miss Laura. Through the light curtain monitoring, Zimou was paying attention to the reactions of each of the freshmen present. Her high-speed brain CPU will polarize the excellent students and those who failed, including the 58 late freshmen, all recorded in the booklet.

It was just the first day. No matter what the school thinks, since then, the 58 freshmen have not passed the Purple Mouth one acre and three-point land. Fenglei Military Academy is a solemn place, and she will never recognize the students who are misbehaved. The Purple Mouth cannot tolerate sand. She is strictly demanding others and she will also urge herself at all times.

During this lecture, Laura mainly explains broad-based ideas to all students who are admitted. They can take notes. Through the explanation, the students will deeply understand their positioning and what they want? What is the purpose of registering for majors? Although it is no longer a secret to the admission teaching, the process still has to be done.

When it comes to the time to ask questions, some students from the department have already asked about the public's confusion. The questioner's projection will appear in front of everyone through the virtual light curtain: "Teacher Laura, will we go to the battlefield in the future?"

"Different positions have different responsibilities, and whether to go to the battlefield depends on multiple factors."

"Teacher, I am a citizen from the Lidon Star Domain. My hometown has been destroyed by the Saudi Empire. Can I know the situation of the war there?"

"The battle situation and trends touched the third-level confidentiality system, and there is nothing to tell." Laura sighed humanely, "If you have relatives over there, I think they should be safe."

"Thank you! Thank you!" The student was so excited that he couldn't help himself when he heard this. Although Laura did not face the answer to the battle situation, the news of the victory was the best answer he heard.

During the two-hour teaching time, Laura would always answer students' various questions in annoyingly. As an artificial intelligence brain system, she has anthropomorphic relative consciousness rather than absolute consciousness.

This class was easy and Yu Fengyi didn't learn the knowledge.

As the course ended, energetic men and women from all over the Federation quickly joined the topic discussion, some talking about military affairs, some talking about gossip, and some talking about emotions, and the indoor atmosphere was also cheerful.

Feng Yi's shoulder was suddenly held by a young man with black skin, "We will be in front and back tables from now on. I am Elvis from the Andromeda Realm, so I will take care of you in the next few months."

"It's easy to say."

"By the way, I'll take a look at the notes. I was so excited last night that I couldn't sleep well. I was drowsy during class."

This guy is quite familiar with him. Feng Yi is a little confused. Regardless of whether others remember or not, he is too lazy to remember and said, "I don't remember either."

"I can hear what Teacher Laura said, but I fell asleep as I listened. Why didn't you remember it, brother?"

"I'm not interested. She's just talking about interesting basic common sense. It's good to listen to a story." Feng Yishi was confused by Elvis's surprised expression.

"And there is such an operation? The basic knowledge theory is particularly important. Those are all battlefield experiences - you are not interested in these, man, aren't you..." Elvis's expression gradually became dirty, and he glanced at the crowd of female students. It was a smile that men knew, "Do you have a special liking for cute girls?"

Feng Yi looked helpless, "It's not a question of whether he is interested or not. He is more inclined to practical combat than ideological and theoretical. As for what he likes... Haha, mechas are considered one."

"God, you actually like mechas. Not only does it have a lot of professional training, but you will be a living target when you go to the battlefield. If you don't operate well, it's better to be flexible than our two legs, wait!" Elvis slapped his forehead as if he suddenly thought of something, "Brother, you won't come to the logistics major because you are late, right?"

Feng Yi was a little embarrassed: "That's it."

"No wonder, didn't you go to the student union or other clubs to see it?"

"I don't know what Brother Weis means very much." Feng Yi was not clear, and there seemed to be no need to contact the students' union and other clubs to talk about the topics they had when it came to.

Elvis patted Feng Yi and said earnestly: "Students' Union members have the privilege of jumping into the line. To put it bluntly, they can choose majors for registration. As far as I know, in addition to the privileges of the student union members, the Feng Commission for Discipline Inspection and other major chief associations also enjoy the privilege of freely selecting majors."

Feng Yi's heart moved. If this were the case, he would avoid taking many detours. The opening of the door suddenly made him excited and asked, "What does the chief club mean?"

"The chief club..." Elvis held his chin and made a thought statement, "Similar to a certain group formed by students, such as military encyclopedia clubs, tactical calculation clubs, mecha engineering clubs, kendo department, martial arts department, and cultural department, all of which can be classified. This group is uneven, and there are no less than 8 mecha development engineering clubs I know."

Elvis paused and said, "In this case, a certain club that has absolute personal abilities or makes outstanding contributions to the military academy can be called the chief club. Fenglei has a new club born every year, and old clubs are eliminated, which is probably the case."

"Brother Weiss, you have helped me a lot."

"Where are," Elvis reminded: "But I have to say first that the chief club is not fixed every year, and there will not even be a chief club, so the most entrusted method is to register for the student union - as for the Discipline Inspection Commission, it is best not to go."

"Oh? What does the Feng Discipline Inspection Commission say?"
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