He gestured with his hands, casually explaining, "Here, you don't actually need very precise control. As long as you can calculate the opponent's possible attack direction, you don't need to be too fast to win."
Han Xuan's gaze shifted to Gu Tang's hand with a mixture of belief and doubt.
The other person had long, slender fingers and neatly trimmed nails.
Skin should be fairer.
It looks distinctly different from a soldier's hand.
At first, Han Xuan was only attracted by Gu Tang's fingers.
But gradually, with each of Gu Tang's movements, and his concise yet to-the-point explanations, people began to understand him.
Han Xuan's gaze became focused.
Of course, S-level mental strength would be overwhelmingly suppressed by A-level mental strength.
But what if, as Gu Tang said, S-class versus S-class, or A-class versus A-class?
So, in close combat without the use of firearms, who would win?
Han Xuan asked himself this question.
Or, what if it's a B-level versus an A-level?
There aren't actually many B-level soldiers in the military these days.
Each legion has a limited number of mech warriors.
His Blazing Sun Legion, like Qin Junche's Starry Sky Legion, is composed of only one member, whose marshal is an S-rank.
There is also a dedicated mech squad.
There are twelve A-level members and 36 B-level members.
The mech squadrons of each legion in the Empire have roughly the same configuration.
The same applies to the empire's enemies.
So when the real war begins.
Both the empire and the enemy maintained a subtle tacit understanding—
Mech teams versus mech teams, ordinary soldiers versus ordinary soldiers.
Otherwise, if the mech team were to unleash their firepower, there would likely be countless casualties.
Turn every war into a true interstellar inferno.
It should be noted that neither the empire nor their enemies currently have a large population.
Therefore, there are not many actual battles between mechs and their firearms.
In many situations, close-quarters combat is fought using quantum longswords.
The purpose of mech units is sometimes to restrain and deter.
If they can truly gain an absolute advantage in a contest of mental strength at the same level.
So……
Han Xuan didn't even dare to think about it anymore.
In that case, their empire would truly have the power to conquer the stars.
However, what Gu Tang said...
These are the words of someone whose mental strength is not even at level A.
Can he be trusted?
Han Xuan's gaze deepened.
Gu Tang had stopped explaining.
He turned his head and met Han Xuan's gaze without fear: "Do you understand what I'm saying?"
Han Xuan: "..."
He graduated at the age of twenty-one from the Royal Military Academy, ranking first among all students, and joined the Sun Regiment.
Then, relying on his extraordinary calmness and rationality, and with his S-level mental strength...
Furthermore, the solid foundation laid at school.
Han Xuan quickly distinguished himself.
At the age of 24, Han Xuan became the captain of the Blazing Sun Legion's mecha team.
The following year, the former marshal of the Lie Ri Army stepped down as corps commander and went to work at the military headquarters.
Han Xuan became the Marshal of the Scorching Sun Army.
After that year, no one dared to ask him again—
Do you understand?
Gu Tang waited a while for a reply, then asked again, "Hmm?"
He looked at Han Xuan, somewhat puzzled: "Don't understand?"
Gu Tang sighed almost inaudibly.
There was no way around it; Qin Xiao clearly wanted to hang out with Han Fengting.
Gu Tang didn't want Han Xuan to have any prejudice against her.
So, as a father, for his son's happiness and well-being, he had no choice but to go through the trouble of telling the story again.
Gu Tang looked around, intending to find a prop to help Han Xuan understand.
Han Xuan, who had been silent just moments before, suddenly spoke up: "I understand what you mean."
He said.
Gu Tang breathed a sigh of relief.
“But I want to try it myself,” Han Xuan said again.
He looked up, his gaze towards Gu Tang brighter and more intense than before.
Gu Tang: "..."
With his F-level mental strength, he probably couldn't even operate a mecha.
When they get on the mecha, their secret will be exposed.
Han Xuan would soon realize that the simulated battle just now was not fought by him.
Given Han Xuan's status and abilities, he should be able to find out soon who helped Gu Tang fight.
So, what about the relationship between Qin Junche and myself...?
Gu Tang thought for a moment.
He looked sincerely into Han Xuan's eyes: "Marshal Han Xuan, I'm actually better at theoretical discussions than theoretical ones. That's why I was assigned to teach botany at Muzhi University."
The usually strict and self-disciplined Marshal of the Blazing Sun Legion suddenly curled up his lips uncontrollably, a smile that flashed across his face.
"I...cough cough..." He cleared his throat, barely managing to maintain his usual seriousness. "I think what you said makes a lot of sense. Besides, you just won, didn't you?"
“I just remembered…” Gu Tang suddenly became serious, “What about the parent who lost just now? He said that if he lost, he had to bow and apologize to Qin Xiao in front of the whole school, so that he wouldn’t have a chance to renege on his promise.”
As he spoke, he turned and called to his son, "Qin Xiao, we should go."
"Mr. Gu."
Gu Tang had just turned around when Han Xuan moved even faster.
He instinctively reached out and grabbed Gu Tang's wrist.
Gu Tang was startled and looked down at the hand holding her wrist.
“On behalf of the Blazing Sun Legion, I extend a formal invitation to you,” Han Xuan continued.
"What?" Gu Tang thought he had misheard.
He never expected that he would become a marshal of the Japanese army at such a young age.
Besides S-level mental strength, there's also the matter of background.
Han Xuan is a very decisive and courageous person.
In any case, he had just witnessed a victory in a mech simulation battle.
Even if Gu Tang is talking nonsense, inviting him to join the Lie Ri Army is just like keeping an extra idle person.
Han Xuan didn't think anything of it at all.
But if what he said actually works.
Han Xuan won the bet.
And it was a huge win!
Just then, the door to the combat readiness room was knocked on again.
Han Xuan knew that Gu Tang would definitely let the people outside in, so he quickly said to Gu Tang, "Please seriously consider my invitation. I am very sincere!"
None of them expected that the person who came this time would push open the door of the combat readiness room and walk in without waiting for Gu Tang to speak.
And it wasn't just one person who came.
Some of those people were manipulating the photocells of the camera mode.
Some of them were even holding microphones.
They were all journalists from major media outlets in the empire.
The Royal College's founding anniversary ceremony was attended by a star-studded guest list, and naturally, it also attracted the participation and coverage of media reporters.
Everyone was walking inside, chatting and laughing, accompanied by the Dean of the Royal Academy.
The moment the door opened, the camera-mode computer faithfully recorded Han Xuan's last words: "Please seriously consider my invitation. I was very sincere!"
Of course, there was also the powerful hand of the Marshal of the Blazing Sun Legion, gripping Gu Tang's wrist with an assertive and unwavering grip, a hand capable of turning the tide of events.
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