NFBE Chapter 776 The Independent Investigation Team from Coruscant
Chapter 776 The Independent Investigation Team from Coruscant
Chapter 776 The Independent Investigation Team from Coruscant
Calida Military Academy, bar.
"Boom!"
The blond, center-parted boy slammed his thick-bottomed glass down on the bar, the ice inside swirling violently with the golden liquid, spilling a little.
"The students at Calida Military Academy cheated!"
The blond, center-parted boy lowered his voice and said angrily:
"They definitely cheated in the last round!"
"What evidence do you have?"
A short-haired girl next to her asked.
"Didn't you realize he was just venting his emotions?"
Another companion chuckled and said:
What evidence might he have?
"I don't know how they cheated, but it was a simulator, changing a parameter was too easy, right?"
The blond boy with a middle part looked at his companion and said.
"But what's the point of doing this?"
The short-haired girl spread her hands in confusion and asked:
"Modifying parameters just to win?"
"Then what's the point of Dion choosing to crash his plane and commit suicide when he's about to be hit? Isn't it all for the sake of winning?"
The blond, center-parted boy retorted irritably.
"Come on, Anselm, don't be a sore loser."
One of his companions spoke up to him.
"This matter is not over!"
Anselm, however, persisted somewhat:
"I'm going to ask the dean for permission to conduct a live-action exercise. They can't possibly cheat during a live-action test, right?"
"Are you serious? You've had too much to drink, haven't you?"
The companions expressed their disagreement with the suggestion.
"What's wrong with that? It's a perfectly reasonable suggestion! This damn gravity on this planet makes me feel so uncomfortable. I might feel better flying in space."
Anselm tilted his head back, took a sip of his drink, and muttered something.
One characteristic of blast energy weapons is similar to that of laser weapons: the power of the weapon can be easily adjusted. Most directed energy weapons can change their power by adjusting the energy output power, which is an advantage that ballistic weapons do not have.
The two blaster cannons on the TIE fighter jet can reduce their output power, allowing them to fire and hit targets without damaging the aircraft or causing casualties. However, even so, live-fire exercises still carry risks, such as potential collisions that could result in unnecessary losses.
After all, simulator technology is so advanced that, with the inertial compensator fully activated, the pilots feel almost no different in the simulator than in a real fighter jet. Moreover, the scenarios presented by the simulator are even more complex. Therefore, there is no need for military academies to use live aircraft for training.
In a live-fire exercise, you would probably lose even more miserably.
Elwin thought to himself.
As soon as she stepped into the bar, she overheard a conversation coming from behind the counter—the blond, center-parted boy from the Coruscant Flight Academy was requesting to participate in live-fire exercises. All Elowin could do was laugh at this seemingly audacious suggestion.
These people had no idea that Qingshan, as the team leader, valued live-fire exercises the most. He had led the Blade Squad out of the simulation room to begin live-fire exercises a long time ago, and they were conducting live-fire exercises with the inertial compensator set to 75%.
Still dreaming of turning the tide through live-fire exercises? You can't use those petty tricks like crashing your plane to commit suicide in live-fire exercises!
Elwin thought to himself with disdain.
After entering the bar lobby, she randomly found a table to sit down, beckoned to a waiter, ordered a cocktail, and sat alone at the table, drinking it quietly.
Elwin's striking beauty and the sight of her drinking alone quickly drew the attention of others in the bar. Many cadets and faculty members of the Calida Military Academy recognized her as Ivy Elwin, the beauty of the Imperial Naval Academy. They glanced at her a few times before looking away and continuing their conversations and drinks.
The people at the bar also noticed her.
"Hey, isn't that the girl?"
A boy patted Anselm on the shoulder and said:
"The one that fought against us during the day, Blade II."
Anselm looked in the direction his companion was pointing.
He recognized the beautiful dark-haired girl at a glance. After the Calida Naval Academy flight squadron won the victory, she threw herself into her boyfriend's arms and kissed him in celebration. The scene, coupled with a bitter defeat, seemed particularly jarring.
Anselm squinted at the girl with drunken eyes. The zipper of her coat was pulled up to her chest, revealing her delicate collarbone and slender neck. She seemed to be on the thin side, but from the side, you could see the full, tight, and rounded curve of her straight training trousers stretched by her buttocks. Just sitting on the chair, drinking alone, was enough to arouse one's imagination.
Why is she drinking here alone?
A question popped into Anselm's mind.
His eyes were fixed on the dark-haired girl. He stepped down from the bar stool, holding his wine glass in one hand, but his companion grabbed his hand and whispered a reminder:
“Be careful, Anselm, this isn’t Coruscant.”
"I advise you not to cause trouble on other people's turf."
Another companion chuckled and teased:
"If you get ganged up on, we can't help you."
"Humph."
Anselm scoffed dismissively, shook off his companion's hand from his arm, and walked straight to the table.
He sat down next to the black-haired girl. Facing the gaze she turned to look at him, he raised his hand, smoothed his hair back, and curled his lips into a nonchalant smile.
"Hello, Anselm Antonio Motti."
"Ivy Elowen, is there something you need?"
Elwin turned to look at him and asked calmly.
"Nothing much, just wanted to buy you a drink."
Ansom leaned forward slightly, moving into an ambiguous distance—closer than a stranger but further than an acquaintance—and looked directly into Elwin with his deep blue eyes, saying softly:
"You've seen me before. We were in the simulation room at the Naval Academy all day today. You're Blade II, right? I was very impressed with your piloting skills; a perfect performance."
"so what?"
Elwin tilted his head and looked at him, asking in return.
“I think an outstanding flight cadet like you deserves to serve in a better unit after graduation. What do you think? Oh, by the way, you might not be familiar with my surname and middle name. Here’s a little hint: Imperial Navy Admiral Conan Antonio Morty is my uncle.”
Anselm smiled and leaned closer, speaking in a low voice. His smile carried a mysterious and enigmatic air, like that of a privileged young master.
Elwin raised his eyebrows slightly.
To be honest, there was a moment when...
She was indeed a little tempted.
Yes, Aoyama is indeed an outstanding young reserve officer, almost perfect. Although he is considered by many faculty and staff to be the most talented cadet in the history of the Calida Military Academy, he is still very, very far from becoming an Imperial Navy Admiral (currently the highest military rank in the Galactic Empire).
There are many excellent and young officers, but not every young and excellent officer can be promoted to general.
Furthermore, the guy in front of him wasn't ugly. He was tall and thin, about 1.9 meters tall, with long legs and arms, smooth blond hair, deep blue eyes, pale skin, a high nose bridge, and a slightly long face. Objectively speaking, he could definitely be called handsome, the kind of handsome man with a devilish charm and effeminate features.
But Elowin was only moved for a second.
Reason quickly returned to her mind.
Assuming her uncle really is Imperial Navy Admiral Conan Morty, what kind of beautiful women hasn't this second-generation military scion seen and played with? Elwin is indeed the kind of woman who would stop at nothing to gain power and advancement, and she is also a bit vain.
But she wasn't stupid, nor was she the kind of woman who could be easily fooled by empty promises or boasts. Even if she had to use her body to get something, she had to make sure she could hold onto what she wanted firmly in her hands.
Casual chats in bars won't work.
Elwin raised his wine glass, took a small sip to conceal his momentary lapse in concentration, then turned to Anselm, a cold smile playing on his lips, and asked in return:
"So you've always been able to use this trick successfully? Girls would automatically crawl into your bed just by hearing your name? Go find someone else to use this trick on, I'm not interested."
Wow, this girl is pretty difficult to deal with.
Anselm became even more interested at her reaction and was about to say something when he suddenly felt a huge pulling force coming from the back of his collar. Then his buttocks were lifted off the seat and he was thrown into the air before crashing heavily to the floor.
It wasn't until a sharp pain shot through his buttocks that the dazed Ansom finally realized what had happened—he had been grabbed by the back of his collar and thrown from his seat to the floor.
"Excuse me, this seat is taken."
Fu Qinghai said in a calm tone.
He strode past the blond, center-parted handsome man sitting on the floor, pulled out a chair and sat down. Behind him, Roxie, Yevander, and Hussein, along with the other four members of the Blade Team, also took their seats.
Anselm sat frozen on the floor, watching the mocking glances he received from the patrons in the surrounding booths. His expression shifted between red and pale, until finally he managed to utter only a few words:
"Okay, okay, okay, okay."
Despite being filled with extreme anger, Anselm understood the principle of not fighting a losing battle. He looked up at Fu Qinghai's back, pushed himself up with his hands, and staggered back to his seat with a cold, slightly stiff and distorted smile on his face.
"He's dead, he's dead!"
Anselm returned to his seat, still repeating the same words over and over. He turned his head with a gloomy look and saw Fu Qinghai leaning back in his chair with an air of nonchalance, not even glancing in his direction.
To his left, Elowin, with a sweet smile on her face, eagerly raised her glass to clink glasses with him and drink, then moved closer to him, pressing herself against him.
To his right, a tomboy wearing a black vest tied around his waist had his elbow on his shoulder, and every now and then he would lift his chin and whisper something in his ear, their relationship looking very ambiguous.
No way, you're playing two at the same time?
Anselm's expression became somewhat uncontrollable.
The key is that both of these girls are of very high quality; they're not the kind of girls you'd find anywhere else. Elowin goes without saying, and the other girl with black dreadlocks also has a striking and handsome face.
What is it about this guy that makes him so special?
Anselm thought to himself, somewhat bewildered.
The wine in my mouth tasted bland.
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Early morning, inside a single dormitory room.
"You mean they might apply for live-fire exercises?"
Fu Qinghai stood shirtless in front of the bathroom mirror, stroking the stubble on his chin and casually asked.
"Yes, I heard it when I went in."
Elowin answered, standing beside him, as she raised her two snow-white arms to put on her bra in front of the mirror:
"That guy was very unhappy with the result."
"what……"
Roxie yawned as she walked into the bathroom. Her face was droopy, and she looked like she hadn't woken up yet. She walked to the toilet, took off her underwear, and sat down to urinate.
"I need to get a new hairstyle."
Roxie sat on the toilet with her legs together, raised her hand to scratch her frizzy, curly hair, and said with some distress:
“Yesterday, the instructor came to talk to me and said that I need to change to a less outrageous hairstyle. But I really do plan to change it. Dreadlocks are just too troublesome to maintain. Every time after washing my hair, the robot braids my hair for a long time.”
"I want to change my hairstyle too."
Elowin leaned forward, applying skincare products to her face in front of the mirror, and said as she did so:
"My hair is too long, I need to get it cut short."
A new hairstyle is great; it brings a sense of novelty.
Fu Qinghai put on his clothes while thinking to himself.
After the three of them finished dressing and washing up...
They left the dormitory together and headed to the cafeteria.
Upon arriving at the canteen, Yevander and Hussein were already sitting at the table where their small group usually sat, engrossed in their meal. The three of them sat down with their trays, and after taking a few bites of breakfast, an instructor came over to them.
"Ivy, Aoyama."
The instructor said to Fu Qinghai and Ailovin:
"After you two finish eating, meet at the helipad."
Fu Qinghai and Ailov looked up, puzzled.
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Fu Qinghai, Elowen, and the other four members of the Blade Squad are currently aboard a TIE "Echelon" class shuttle, leaving the atmosphere of Calida and heading into outer space.
Several hours later, the shuttle folded its wings and slowly landed in a hangar at an orbital space base.
The Blade Squad members walked down the landing ramp from the shuttle and stood in the spacious base hangar. Through the huge open entrance, they could see the dark and boundless space.
Fu Qinghai noticed that two other shuttles were parked nearby, and students from the Coruscant Flight Academy and the Privsbelt IV Naval Academy were also standing there.
The blond, center-parted guy I met at the bar yesterday was standing in the crowd, giving Fu Qinghai a cold glance.
At this moment, several staff members in gray uniforms walked over. Fu Qinghai noticed the insignia on their uniform shoulders, which looked like several irregular fragments clustered together.
The logo of Sina Fleet Systems.
Fu Qinghai narrowed his eyes slightly, recalling the key words he had overheard while welcoming the student delegation.
Could it be that we were called here not for live-fire exercises, but to test some legendary new fighter jet?
The Sina Fleet System, Quat Power Dock, Corellia Engineering Corporation, the three major spaceship manufacturers in the galaxy.
The Sina Fleet System is the creator of the TIE series of fighter jets and the sole designated supplier of fighter jets for the Galactic Empire.
Generally speaking, Corellia Engineering Corporation primarily produces civilian spacecraft, although these spacecraft have great potential for military conversion. Quarter Dynamics Dock (KDY) is known for its large Star Destroyers, and Sina Fleet Systems (SFS) is known for its small but deadly fighters. However, their businesses actually overlap. For example, the propulsion system for the Imperial-class Star Destroyers was actually manufactured by Sina Fleet Systems.
Furthermore, the Destroyer-class Star Destroyers, which caused the Rebel Alliance a great deal of trouble, were also manufactured by Sina Fleet Systems.
"Taking advantage of this opportunity for several naval academies to exchange ideas and learn from each other, we would also like to invite our outstanding flight cadets to participate in testing our company's latest fighter jet."
The lead staff member spoke up.
As expected… Fu Qinghai thought to himself.
Upon hearing that they would have the opportunity to participate in testing the new fighter jet, the trainees present became excited, indicating that they had long been dissatisfied with the TIE/ln standard fighter jet.
Of course, this isn't entirely the fault of the Sina Fleet Systems Company. They were designing the fighter jets according to the Imperial military's tender requirements. The fact that the TIE fighters couldn't beat the X-wing fighters wasn't because the Sina Fleet Systems Company's technical capabilities were inferior to Incom's. Fu Qinghai guessed that the engineers and designers at the Sina Fleet Systems Company must also be eager to prove that they could completely manufacture the TIE series fighter jets with performance comparable to the X-wing fighters.
The trainees followed the staff to the center of the spacious hangar, where two huge objects stood, shrouded in gray tarpaulins. Four staff members slowly pulled back the tarpaulins, revealing two new fighter jets to the trainees.
TIE Advanced x1, TIE Advanced v1.
There's no need to wait for the on-site staff to explain.
Fu Qinghai had already recognized the two fighter jets.
These two fighter jets continue the family design of the TIE series, retaining the iconic eyeball-shaped cockpit and solar panels. The solar panels of the TIE Advanced x1 are no longer flat hexagons, but three square panels pieced together. The solar panels of the TIE Advanced v1 are nearly arc-shaped, and the outer sides of the panels are completely covered with armor plates.
"As you can see, we have innovatively developed this curved wing solar panel, which increases the surface area to achieve more powerful thrust compared to the hexagonal wing panels of standard fighter jets, while also reducing the overall size of the aircraft."
The engineer from Sina Fleet Systems pointed to the first fighter jet and introduced it with a slightly proud tone.
As Fu Qinghai listened to the engineer's introduction, he mentally recalled the inside story about the two fighter jets.
The TIE Advanced X1 was Darth Vader's vehicle, specifically designed and manufactured by the Sith Fleet Systems Corporation at his request. This request is understandable; after all, even when he was known as Anakin Skywalker, he was one of the most outstanding pilots in the galaxy, and naturally wouldn't have preferred a cheap contraption like the standard TIE. For a Sith Lord to drive a standard TIE is like a CEO driving a cheap Alto – it simply doesn't match his status.
The TIE Advanced v1 was the aircraft of Imperial Inquisitors. This fighter used arc-shaped foldable wing panels, with armor plates covering the outer side of the wing panels and solar energy absorption arrays on the inner side. This design enabled the fighter to better withstand enemy fire, but it reduced the efficiency of solar energy absorption, causing the TIE Advanced v1 to carry some extra fuel for flight, consuming more fuel than the standard TIE fighter.
Aside from their unique wing design, both the TIE Advanced x1 and TIE Advanced v1 share a common design feature: both fighters are finally equipped with shield systems, missile launchers, and hyperspace drives. The elongated rear deck behind the eyeball-shaped cockpit and the reinforced steel alloy hull house these features, while the blaster cannons remain limited to two.
In retrospect, the Empire ultimately did not choose to equip itself with TIE fighters equipped with shield systems, missile launchers, and hyperspace drives, primarily due to their exorbitant costs. There were also some rather peculiar reasons, such as concerns that equipping TIE fighters with hyperspace drives would lead to more pilot defections, indirectly reflecting the Empire's lack of confidence in its rule.
In other words, according to normal historical development, these two fighter jets will forever remain at the prototype and concept stage, with limited trial production, and will never be deployed on a large scale to the Imperial Army to become the fighter jets piloted by these trainees.
As the student who performed best in the combat exercise, Fu Qinghai got the first opportunity to pilot these two experimental fighter jets. Amidst the envious glances of those around him, Fu Qinghai stepped onto the gangway and crouched down to enter the cockpit.
The fighter jets quickly rushed out of the hangar.
……
Fu Qinghai piloted the TIE Advanced x1 and TIE Advanced v1 out of the hangar and circled around several times, performing some complex maneuvers. Then, following the instructions of the staff at the test base, he used different weapons to attack the targets they had set up in advance. After completing the test, he flew back to the hangar.
To be fair, objectively speaking, as the exclusive vehicles of Darth Vader and the Imperial Inquisitors, the TIE Advanced X1 and TIE Advanced V1 truly showcased the technological prowess of the Sina Fleet Systems Corporation. Fu Qinghai felt like someone who was used to driving three-wheeled vehicles and minivans was suddenly crammed into a luxury supercar.
Driving the TIE Advanced X1 and TIE Advanced V1, Fu Qinghai was confident he could defeat the X-wing in a one-on-one duel.
After completing the test, Fu Qinghai got out of the cockpit. A staff member came up to him and gestured for Fu Qinghai to follow him. Fu Qinghai then followed the employee of the Sinofleet Systems Company all the way to the depths of the test base.
Inside a small and simple room.
"Please sit down, classmate."
The staff member raised his hand to indicate this.
Fu Qinghai sat down behind the table.
The staff member dragged over a chair and sat down in front of him, opened the folder in his hand, took out a stack of forms and a pen, handed them to Fu Qinghai, and said:
Please fill in your test feedback.
Fu Qinghai nodded, picked up his pen, and began to fill in the information item by item.
Despite the positive experience, he was very conservative in his wording when filling out the last few sections of subjective evaluation, such as "flying experience," and did not give the two fighter jets excessive praise.
Fu Qinghai knew that he was just a flight cadet, and his voice was insignificant. Theoretically, no one would take his opinions seriously. However, he was still a little worried that if he highly praised the two experimental fighters, it might create a butterfly effect, leading the Empire to deploy more advanced and expensive TIE fighters. That would be a big problem for the rebel alliance.
"I've finished filling it out."
Fu Qinghai pushed the form to the staff member in front of him.
"Ok."
The staff member nodded, casually set the completed form aside, then turned to face Fu Qinghai and said something that instantly made Fu Qinghai tense up:
"Lusen sent me to find you, Aoyama."
Luxem Rael!?
Fu Qinghai's pupils contracted slightly upon hearing the name, and he subconsciously looked up at the four corners of the ceiling.
"Don't worry, there are no surveillance cameras or eavesdropping devices in this room, we are safe."
The staff member immediately pressed down with his palm to reassure him.
Fu Qinghai stared at the staff member in front of him.
Why would Luxem send someone to contact him at this time?
Is something important about to happen?
A few months ago, Luxen Rael gave Fu Qinghai a new identity chain code and an acceptance letter from Calida Military Academy, and then disappeared completely. He did not leave Fu Qinghai any contact information, which means that Fu Qinghai's undercover work was in a completely one-way communication state - only Luxen could contact him, and he could not contact Luxen.
Fu Qinghai could completely understand this behavior.
After all, strictly speaking, he had only recently joined the Rebel Alliance. As a shrewd and experienced Rebel intelligence chief, it was impossible for Lusen Rael to immediately and completely trust him, letting him know about the Rebel Alliance's secret communication channels. The mission of infiltrating the military academy as an undercover agent was likely a disguised test, to see if he was truly trustworthy.
Even after he entered the military academy, Lu Sen never assigned him any specific tasks, ignoring him and letting Fu Qinghai do whatever he wanted in the academy.
Of course, from another perspective, the Galactic Empire has only been established for nine years, and rebel leaders such as Mon Mosma and Bel Organa are still serving as members of the Imperial Diet. Fu Qinghai guessed that, in the eyes of rebel leaders such as Lusen Rael, now is not the best time to raise the banner of rebellion, and they need to patiently lie low and wait for the opportunity.
"What new task does Luxem have for me?"
Fu Qinghai looked at the "staff member" in front of him and asked in a deep voice.
"There are no new tasks."
The staff member shook his head and said, word by word:
"He just sent me to remind you that an independent investigation team from Coruscant will arrive on Calida in two days. Regardless of whether you are involved in the serial killings, please be sure to conceal your identity, because someone in that investigation team has the ability to see through you."
"An independent investigation team from Coruscant?"
Fu Qinghai frowned upon hearing this:
"Why are they here now?"
It had been a long time since Fu Qinghai committed the last murder. He thought that the "independent investigation team from Coruscant" mentioned in the school's announcement had already arrived, completed its investigation, and left. He did not expect that the student delegation had already arrived at Calida Military Academy, and that independent investigation team was only arriving now.
"According to our information, this is because someone who was supposed to play a key role in the investigation team went to participate in the Battle of Akesaka some time ago and couldn't come. So the investigation team hasn't been able to come. Now that the battle in Akesaka is almost over, she can come."
The staff member explained to him in a low voice.
Did you participate in the Battle of Akisaka some time ago?
Who would specifically go to participate in the Battle of Akesaka?
The answer in Fu Qinghai's mind was already obvious.
Of course, they are reincarnators.
Moreover, Fu Qinghai also gleaned a lot of information from this passage—the Battle of Mingban was nearing its end, indicating that the major events in the storyline were about to conclude. He needed to hurry up and drop the World Anchor, otherwise he would have to continue serving his sentence in Talazin's Museum when he returned to the Warhammer 40K universe.
Moreover, judging from his words, the Galactic Empire will most likely still achieve final victory in the Battle of Mingsaka as originally planned. Otherwise, the player who participated in the Battle of Mingsaka would not have left the front line so quickly. Since he has time to join the investigation team, it means that Mingsaka is already secured.
"You just said 'her,' right?"
Fu Qinghai looked sharply at the staff:
Do you have specific information about the members of this investigation team?
The staff member nodded without saying anything.
Instead, he silently handed a data bar to Fu Qinghai.
Fu Qinghai took the data bar and stuffed it into his clothes.
"Please tell Luxembourg for me that you thank him for reminding me."
Fu Qinghai stood up and looked at the staff member seriously.
The staff member nodded slightly to indicate that he understood.
"Take care of yourself."
"Farewell."
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