I Became an Academy Attack Helicopter

Chapter 20

20 – Chapter 6. I will become an operator – 2

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“…… That’s why there’s a knack for passing the commander’s orders to each vehicle as well. For example… ….”

Even though it was an experiential week, the classes were conducted fairly densely. Are all major classes like this?

I felt like I was going to sleep if I went on like this.

Mmm… I’m so sleepy… Debak… Die… ….

Just before he lost consciousness by Suma’s attack, he felt a tingling sensation in his right arm.

I turned her head around and saw Chermia smiling mischievously and pinching my arm.

Hersing as she put her finger to her lips, she pointed to her blackboard.

She looked at the blackboard, scratching her neck in embarrassment.

The class was easy, and whenever she was sleepy, she pinched her arm by herself, barely holding on until the class was over.

“There will be practice in the next class, so aspiring operators, please stay in this class if possible. Oh. Do not touch the contents of the box, as it will be used in the next class. It’s okay to watch.”

“Yes”

The teacher with a smile satisfied with the students’ answers left the classroom.

The class was boring, but the practice would be fun.

“Chermia. What is the practice like?”

Chermia pulled out a handout with the description of the class from her bag.

After flipping through a few pages, Cermia opened a page on her desk with a description of the operator’s practice.

Four yellow eyes following the paper.

She glanced at the reticent brother and sister and glanced at her handout.

“Mainly, I practiced communication skills, command delivery, and giving accurate instructions to a model tank with a small spirit to complete the commands.”

Naturally, she looked at the things that had been set aside on the desk. She opened a fairly large box and found a model tank in it.

When she saw the model train, she suddenly returned to her childhood and felt like a naughty boy.

I want to move quickly.

She looked around for a moment, then closed the lid again. She said earlier that she shouldn’t touch the contents of the box, so she should listen.

Some of the kids at the other desks were playing with their tanks out.

I don’t really listen to what you say.

When the break was over, everyone put the model tank back into the box.

A moment of silence.

I could feel the eyes of the siblings sitting opposite her. Turning her head to look at them, she stares intently without averting her gaze.

Can I introduce myself right now?

“Hello. I am Erif.”

“Cian.”

“Rian. As you can see, we are twins.”

Suddenly I started talking, but without a blink of an eye, the answer continued as if I had prepared it.

The boy is Cyan and the girl is Rian. And, as expected, they were twins.

“My name is Chermia.”

Cermia introduced her self in a much more relaxed manner than before.

She still had some time before class, so she decided to ask her brother and sister a question.

“Where are you from?”

It may be a rather rude question, but in order to understand each other, a little bit of information about the other person was required.

Because of the exotic appearance of the siblings, the other kids probably wouldn’t sit at this desk. Maybe she didn’t know how to approach him.

“We?”

The siblings looked at each other and smiled slightly.

“We are from the Selmeier Kingdom. A native of Ekarta here.”

“My parents lived in Chromium and immigrated to this country before we were born.”

It seems that his parents were immigrants, not foreigners.

“You?”

“Me?”

I was a little confused by Rian’s designation.

It is strange for anyone to say that he is from this country because he is not good at speaking, but as Kirst told him, I knew very little about the country to say he was from Kariya.

I can’t.

“Over there… ….”

As I did to Muria-senpai, I pointed my finger in the direction where the 7th Excavation Team might have awakened. She chuckled as if her siblings were having fun.

Dr.

Then the door opened and a middle-aged male teacher and a young female teacher who had just taken an operator theory class came in.

There were a lot of people and it was a practice session, so it looked like it was conducted with two teachers.

“Nice to meet you, everyone. My name is Windsor, who is in charge of operator training with Mr. Sorin here.”

Ms. Windsor, a neat-looking middle-aged woman, applauded her students. He bowed his head slightly in return, then opened the box on his desk.

“This week is an experience week, so we are going to have fun practice. Have you all looked at the things on your desk?”

“Yes!”

Everyone was delighted and opened the box lid. Some children had already taken out their model tanks.

“Put the Gorgon model back into the box. I’ll take the box and move to the next classroom. We’re going to form a team, and it doesn’t matter where we sit now, or we can change.”

At the teacher’s words, the children began to take notice of the boxes.

“Let’s go like this.”

Her brother and sister nodded at Cermia’s words. I had no reason to object.

The adjacent classroom was much larger than the original classroom, and the floor had surprisingly sophisticated terrain.

The terrain, which seemed to fit the scale of the model tank in the box, was in a square and large frame, with various obstacles, hills, and puddles arranged.

The teacher’s explanation is that it’s not real soil or artificial structures, but it’s implemented by magic.

In the back of the classroom, a little far away from my brother, there were no desks, only chairs, so I took a seat in one of them.

“Now, let’s apply what we learned in the previous class to move the tank according to the commander’s orders. First of all, Mr. Sorin will show you an example. Students who want to come out and watch, please feel free to watch.”

Teacher Sorin put on her headset, lowered her mic to her lips, and placed her tank at the far end of the terrain.

After that, students, including me, flocked in droves. Fortunately, he was short and was able to yield to the front.

When the teacher pressed down on something he was holding, the phrase ‘break through to the other side’ came to mind on an electric sign hanging from the ceiling.

“From the HQ to the Alpha Team. As of the present time, an order to break through to the north 5km point has been issued. Please follow the directions.”

The teacher’s words were fast, but thanks to the correct pronunciation, they fit into her ears. By the way, is the direction and distance just a word?

When I looked closely at the square frame surrounding the topography, there were azimuth marks indicating the direction and a scale that could estimate the distance floating like a hologram.

While I was diligently examining the terrain, the model tank instructed by the teacher broke through the terrain without any blockage.

The teacher constantly explained the surrounding terrain and gave directions.

The train broke through the forest terrain with quite a lot of trees, drove the hill in the shortest distance, and arrived at the edge of the city on the other side.

The children who watched the demonstration holding their breaths began to applaud without realizing it.

At first glance, it seems simple, but the magically constructed terrain deceives the eyes and senses.

It is said that it is assumed that the opponent’s jamming magic is applied as a whole to deceive the reconnaissance magic used by the operators.

It seems that the train stops moving due to rocks and trees suddenly popping out, the road leading to the puddle, and subtle irregularities that are hard to see here.

If a beginner says ‘Go straight’ and doesn’t give any instructions, it will stop in less than 5 seconds.

“You did a great job, Mr. Sorin. Now, let’s move the model Gorgon directly. Do you have any students to try first?”

The guy who gave me a sentimental comment earlier at the words of Mr. Windsor proudly raised his hand and came forward.

In the meantime, why are you looking at this?

Standing at the starting point with a model tank, the guy put on his headset and lowered the microphone with a serious expression.

Unlike when the teacher was the operator, there were not many friends in front of her.

The situation is that most of them are planning an operation in their place.

I came to watch operator training, so I thought I’d give up the training to the rest of the team.

Should I get closer and take a look?

As I approached right next to him, Butter (pseudonym) was noticeably agitated.

Are you the type to get nervous when someone is watching you? It’s amazing to be the first to do something like that.

“Start!”

The signal has dropped.

Butter calmly began to give instructions. He was almost out of the woods, the starting point.

“Please bypass the rock 10m ahead. No, not the right one!”

With Butter’s shout, the model chariot turned to the right on the rock, bumped into a tree next to it and stopped.

It seems a lot more difficult than it looks. Still, for the first time, it seemed to go well.

“I’m sorry. Still, it’s the first time I’ve run through the forest, and it’s amazing. It shows the qualities of a good operator.”

The teachers praised the butter. I also raised my evaluation of the guy inwardly, but I went back to my seat with a long sigh, taking the train with a long sigh as to what I didn’t like.

Isn’t it strange to do well from the beginning? If it were me, I would have been satisfied.

After that, children from different teams came out one after another and gave orders.

Most of the forests extending to the middle of the terrain were not able to break through half, that is, 1/4.

Because it was still the first time, everyone’s skills were poor. I didn’t feel like looking around, so I went back to my seat.

“Who is my team?”

As if they had become friends, Czermia and her brother and sister started talking and pointed at me.

“Me?”

“Yes. Erif’s operator training may be the last day. Would you like to try it once?”

“Oh, yes.”

You got it right. It’s also Hermia.

Seeing that the brothers and sisters nodded her head, it seemed that they had already been talking. She took the model tank out of the box that Xian was holding.

The moment I held the model tank with both hands, I felt foreign and familiar.

“Spirit?”

“The model contains spirits that are too small for ordinary people to recognize. After all, Erif is sensitive to spirits.”

I took a closer look at the model tank in Chermia’s description. Small spirits were attached to all parts of the drive unit.

When I listened intently, I heard the voices of the spirits.

[[It is an honor to have you! Boss!]]

Boss?

[[So are we, miss!]]

Lady?

If you look closely, the red, round guy with a slightly pointed tip called me ‘Boss’, and the light ocher, angular guy called me ‘The Handmaiden’.

“Fire.”

[[Yes, Boss!]]