The day after the assembly, the entire reserve and supplementary force assembled in a specially assigned briefing room at the training center.
After the customary process was over, Diao Youming began: "I am not the chief military officer, and theoretically I should not be here to host this briefing. But the chief military officer cannot do without Ceres, so he can only hand over the task to me.
"In order to avoid disputes about my judgment, I will try my best to use competition to decide who passes the assessment. All aspects that require scoring will be scored by computer.
"I'm not going to test your basic skills. It's not accurate to say basic skills. In fact, I'm not going to test most practical subjects, let alone a knowledge-based written test."
The originally quiet briefing room finally became filled with whispers.
"Quiet!" Diao Youming tapped the blackboard in the briefing room with his pointer. The electronic blackboard was completely stained by the knocking, but it immediately returned to normal.
He continued: "Today is our first assessment. The main content is to drive small combat boats in a variety of preset battlefields for simulated confrontations! It is mainly a single-machine confrontation, and the two people in the same crew share points.
"Tomorrow we will have another two-on-two battle, and the day after tomorrow will be a group battle. The day after tomorrow will be an intra-ship battle under gang-hopping conditions, the fifth day will be a drill to attack an asteroid base, and the sixth day will be a cruiser-level simulated confrontation.
"All confrontations and exercises are based on points. In the end, the total score will be summarized, and half of the people! Note that half of the people will be screened out.
"Wang Ping'an, do you really like to raise your hands when there is no question period?"
Wang Ping'an put down his hand: "Then I'll ask again during the question-and-answer period."
Diao Youming pursed his lips and held it in for a few seconds before asking: "Is there any problem?"
"What are you doing on the last day?" Wang Ping'an asked.
"It's the last day of vacation. You should go shopping in the places you should go, eat well when you should, and record greeting videos for your family. When you get to Ceres, you can only eat in the hall every day. The communication delay with the earth is also worse than that of Mars.
It's much higher here.
"And there are only a few locals on Ceres, and there isn't as much fun on the Internet as there is on Mars. Online games will only be updated when cargo ships bring new versions. The only fun there is to compete with pirates."
Wang Ping'an said "Oh": "I know."
"Any questions?" Diao Youming looked at the others.
No one raised their hands again.
Diao Youming: "Very good, Zhai Shanshan, lead the team to the simulation training center. I have obtained the right to use the training center for seven days."
**
The simulation training center is set on the central axis of the space station, so there is only a weak simulated gravity - this gravity simulated by centrifugal force, the closer it is to the central axis of rotation, the smaller it becomes.
This kind of attention is actually not very necessary, because the original simulation system can hardly reproduce the g-force when the combat ship accelerates. After all, virtual things are virtual after all, and they can never replace real-machine training.
But real-machine training is not only expensive, but may also be dangerous, so we can only settle for the next best thing. It is said that the latest generation of human-computer interaction systems can already simulate acceleration in virtual reality by interfering with the human brain.
However, that is just a legend and is probably far from practical use.
The training center has one hundred Type 42 simulators, which can simulate all small space vehicles from mobile engineering modules to small combat craft.
After Zhai Shanshan led the team to the No. 1 training ground where the Type 42 simulator was installed, he took out his tablet and started grouping the battles: "Today we will mainly play 1v1. Theoretically, each group should play 99 matches today, and the battlefield will be from
Seeds can be randomly extracted from the simulator's map seed library to generate them.
"In addition, the computer will automatically balance the situation, so that a certain battlefield situation will not appear more often."
While Zhai Shanshan was talking, Diao Youming appeared in the main control room at the top of the No. 1 training ground, overlooking the entire training ground through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the main control room.
Wang Ping'an was slightly distracted and glanced at the main control room, but missed a few words.
Zhai Shanshan: "That's it. Those who don't have a partner can form a team by themselves, or they can seek advice from the computer. Those who have a partner can enter the simulator."
Angele: "Let's go."
Wang Ping'an: "Ah?"
"You're distracted again!"
"Sorry, do we have to choose the simulator ourselves? Shouldn't we allocate positions?"
Just as Angeli was about to answer, someone next to her spoke: "Isn't this a famous disaster? You finally abandoned that noisy little guy and replaced him with a partner with a bulging front and back?"
Wang Pingan glanced at the speaker with a hostile look, and then replied in a low voice: "Xiao Fang is dead."
The guy who originally came to provoke was embarrassed, and in the end he could only scratch his head: "Okay, blame me. Sorry for the change."
Wang Ping'an: "You don't have to force yourself. Haven't you been shouting that people like us will definitely die miserably?"
Angele probably saw that the two of them were about to quarrel, so she stepped in and asked, "Who is this?"
"Lin Lin, let's call him Wu Mu, is an idiot who always dislikes me."
"You're right. There are a lot of people in the whole college who dislike you. Don't make it sound like I'm the only one. With your character, it's normal to hate you. You always show an idealistic attitude.
Your appearance makes some people think that you are not bad in nature. But I understand that people like you are rotten from the inside out!
"Idealism is just a disguise for bad people!"
Wang Ping'an shrugged: "Yeah, I understand."
"Just wait and see, unlike you who wasted your time in the transportation team, I have been in the security force. I have actually handled 21 emergencies!"
Wang Ping'an: "How many times were they driving construction machinery while drunk? They drove a combat boat to stop a running single-person work cabin, and after docking, they took off the person's helmet and asked him to blow into an alcohol tester, right?"
Forest: "Fuck you!"
Zhai Dengshan intervened: "That's enough! Whoever is more powerful gets on the simulator. I'll arrange for you to be the first to fight."
Lin Lin: "I wish you all! Let me teach you a lesson!"
Wang Ping'an: "Humph, you never won a mock battle with me in school."
"That was seven years ago! Orin, let's go!"
As he spoke, Lin Lin led his partner towards the nearest simulator.
Wang Pingan turned to Angeli and said, "Let's go too. I think that simulator is good."
"Okay, let's go."
**
The inside of the Type 42 simulator looks like a standard cockpit of the Space Force.
All small aircraft of the Space Force have this internal configuration. This design greatly reduces the cost for astronauts to adapt to new types of aircraft.
Wang Ping'an and Angeli put on spacesuits and sat side by side in the simulator.
Angele smiled and said: "I thought about the time when I won the Silver Star again. To be honest, I often dream about that scene, dreaming about you flying a spaceship with your head bare and only wearing an oxygen mask."
Wang Ping'an: "So you want to say, I became your anima?"
"The ideal man in a woman's heart is called the animus. You are a disaster for gay men because you are not good at studying."
"Hey, it's just a few words. Just know the meaning. So what you said just now, did you mean you fell in love with me?"
"If you wouldn't ask so straightforwardly, I might be able to do it." Angeli sighed, "It's probably difficult now, so we should just be colleagues."
"What the hell, your version is wrong. You should hit the ball straight and I'll pull it..."
Just as he was talking, the auxiliary training ground engineer outside knocked on the window of the simulator: "Are you ready to start?"
Wang Pingan gave a thumbs up.
So the engineers closed the outer door of the simulator, sealed the entire inside of the simulator, and then began to pump out air to simulate the low-pressure state of the spacecraft during combat.
Then the entire cockpit began to shake, which was testing the simulator's dynamic reproduction capabilities.
Angele asked: "You won't take off your helmet and gloves this time?"
"Don't make trouble. I have to fight 99 games today. I have to take off my helmet and gloves. After the fight, my hands will probably be necrotic. I will have to amputate and grow a new transplant from a pig."
The next moment, the holographic projection outside the simulated cockpit started to operate, and a realistic sky scene appeared.
"The environment of the space station ruins was selected at the beginning." Wang Ping'an muttered.
"What's wrong with this environment?"
"The variables are huge." Wang Ping'an shrugged, "If it's an environment like 'open orbit', it's basically a matter of who can carefully find the enemy's radiation from the background radiation. The first to find out and fire first has a great chance of winning. But the ruins of the space station
It’s different.”
Wang Ping'an looked at the large amount of space station debris outside and continued: "This terrain basically depends on the adaptability. Turn off the radar."
Angele: "Huh?"
Wang Pingan saw her stunned and turned off the radar himself - this was originally the responsibility of the extravehicular operator.
The simulator simulated the mechanical noise caused by retracting the external radar antenna of the combat craft.
Wang Ping'an: "There are so many debris, and there is too much clutter on the radar. Let's stay silent for now and float with the debris swarm."
As he spoke, he operated the virtual combat boat and attached it to the wreckage.
Angele: "Is this useful?"
"It works. The infrared signal dissipated by the body will be blocked by the debris. Although it is the first battle, everyone expects to see a passionate bayonet fight, but unfortunately, I have to choose a strategy with a high winning rate. Just wait, fortunately this is
In a simulated battle, time will fast forward before both sides discover each other."
Angele: "If that's the case, can't you judge whether you have been discovered by the speed of time?"
"Of course, that's why this is a simulated battle. In actual combat, you win the moment of a sneak attack." Wang Ping'an said with a smile, "But don't worry, that guy Wu Mu and I have not won in a simulated battle so far. Even in simulations
The rules of war helped him, but they couldn't change the outcome."
Angele: "You don't hate him too, do you?"
"you are right."
As soon as Wang Ping'an finished speaking, the computer sounded a beep, indicating that the machine had received radar waves.
The time on the display screen that was fast forwarding suddenly stopped fast forwarding and became normal.