Seeing everyone staring at him, Blood Pigeon felt a little embarrassed.
But he still straightened his back, trying to appear unconcerned.
"Have you flown a plane?" Alex walked up to Blood Pigeon and asked.
"I've flown a trainer aircraft under someone else's guidance."
"Flown a trainer aircraft!!"
Alex considered for a moment before nodding.
"Then I'll entrust this mission to you. If you can get the Valkyrie to fly smoothly, you'll be the fighter commander of the Imperial Glory, plus thirty thousand contribution points."
The other Players looked envious when they heard this.
"Having professional skills and knowledge is truly what makes one the child of the version."
"Promoted, fighter commander! Can anyone tell me if the rank for this position is Major or Lieutenant Colonel??"
"Envy, jealousy, and hatred. This is the first time I regret not studying hard in school."
"If only I had known, I would have studied properly back then instead of having my mind full of dating my English teacher."
"You'd even go for a teacher, you beast! Was she pretty? Did you succeed? No other meaning, I just want to know the truth so I can despise you thoroughly."
"Do I need professional skills and knowledge that are compatible with the current version to unlock hidden gameplay??"
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Seeing the Players beating their chests and wailing.
Zack, Maverick, and Warmaster, who were still students, exchanged glances.
They silently strengthened their resolve to study hard.
This was the power of knowledge; it could even be useful in the game.
Blood Pigeon entered the Valkyrie's cockpit.
What greeted him was a dense web of instruments and buttons.
At first glance, his eyes blurred.
"I need a co-pilot."
After a brief familiarization with the cockpit, Blood Pigeon climbed out and requested to Alex, "It needs to be someone quick-witted and obedient."
Alex turned to the Players, "Who is willing to be his co-pilot? The reward is fighter co-commander, plus ten thousand contribution points."
"Me!"
"Me!"
"Choose me, choose me."
"I'm smart, diligent, and eager to learn."
The Players raised their hands one after another, their faces full of anticipation.
Put aside the contribution points for a moment.
Just learning to fly a Valkyrie would be a huge gain.
This game was too realistic, emphasizing details.
The more one understood, the greater their value.
The more hidden gameplay they could unlock.
"You choose one," Alex turned back to Blood Pigeon, letting him make his own choice.
"Choose me, Blood Pigeon, I'll WeChat you five thousand offline."
"Money is external; choose me, and I'll introduce you to the junior sister I just met."
"Cough! Cough!" Alex interrupted the Players attempting to bribe Blood Pigeon, "Such behavior is a serious violation."
Alex's words immediately made the Players behave, not daring to speak out of turn anymore.
They could only fix their eager gazes on Blood Pigeon, hoping he would choose them.
Blood Pigeon hesitated for a moment, finally choosing Milky Dragon.
Previously, when teams were assigned, Milky Dragon was the Old Bird responsible for leading him and another newcomer.
He was well-known and familiar, and they worked well together.
Milky Dragon was excited, scurrying over to Blood Pigeon's side.
"I knew that an excellent me is like a sparkling piece of gold that can't be hidden."
The Players rolled their eyes.
Excellent my foot!!
He purely benefited from leading a new person.
Ignoring the wailing Players, Blood Pigeon and Milky Dragon began to study the Valkyrie's control panel according to the manual.
To create a quiet environment for the two, Alex had the Players go do their daily quests.
He then instructed Old Bird, Maverick, Zack, and other Players who understood mechanical maintenance to stay and assist Blood Pigeon and Milky Dragon.
After making arrangements, Alex went to the Praying Sanctuary to see when the new reservation slots would be released.
This time, Alex did not intend to release all the slots.
Instead, he would keep some to invite Players with special skills and professional knowledge.
To maintain the Imperial Glory and complete the missions issued by the Emperor, fighting alone was not enough; a complete logistics support system was also needed.
He would ask Old Bird if he had any colleagues who liked playing games.
He would also ask Blood Pigeon; he needed to recruit some Players who knew how to operate aircraft.
He also had to find ways to recruit in other technical fields.
Just as Alex was thinking about how to better complete the Emperor's mission.
A golden light screen appeared before him.
"Mission: Assist the Loyalists in recapturing Planet Atoma."
"Planet Atoma is engulfed in war due to a Cultists' rebellion, and the local Imperial citizens eagerly await the Emperor's salvation day and night."
"Please defeat the enemies who have plunged the Imperial citizens into suffering and restore normal life to the civilians."
"Reward: A pair of Flight Wings (Epic).
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After reviewing the new mission's content, Alex prayed to the Emperor and learned the time for the new reservation slots to be released.
Then, he went to the command hall and logged in to check the chat group messages.
Holy Terra (Earth/Reality).
"I didn't expect playing a game to have such high requirements for specialized knowledge. What am I, a finance guy, supposed to do?!" Zorion sighed after exiting the game.
He felt that what he had learned was of no use in the current stage of Warhammer OL.
He could only hope that the official developers would introduce farming gameplay in the future.
If he could get a position as a Planetary Governor or a Reform Supervisor, his financial knowledge might come into play.
"Forget it, why think so much? If I can't leverage my professional advantage, being a psyker is pretty good too."
Opening the chat group, he prepared to share his insights for the day.
Guilliman is the Only Sun: "Why are you all silent? You haven't all gone to play the game, have you? Seeing you play makes me more miserable than killing me. Please, stop playing, let's all come out and chat."
I Don't Want to Be a Stinky Can: "Stop yelling, it's just the few of us here who don't have reservation slots."
Bird Diviner Plays Genshin Impact Smoothly: "Ah, how desolate."
One Night Output Slaanesh Ten Times: "Hehe, I'm here again to share the latest game information with everyone."
"Group Admin [One Night Output Slaanesh Ten Times] has enabled group mute."
"After a series of arduous battles, the Players cleared the lowest deck of Mutants and successfully regained control of the Imperial Glory."
"Guide adults had several Players restart the reactor, restoring the Imperial Glory to operation."
"A Player, a new student at the flight academy, accepted Guide adult's mission and is currently learning to pilot a Valkyrie, planning to go to Planet Atoma and open a new map."
"The Warhammer OL game and Holy Terra (Earth/Reality) knowledge and professional skills are interchangeable."
"Having professional skills and knowledge will lead to a better start in the game and even unlock hidden gameplay."
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"That's all for today's game insights, thank you, everyone."
Alex, who was lurking, then posted the video of Old Bird restarting the reactor.
This action brought out both the Players who weren't online and the netizens who hadn't managed to get game access.
Misty Krieg: "Interesting, the gameplay is so rich, it looks exactly like the real thing."
Guilliman is the Only Sun: "You can post these, Regent is very happy, but you don't give game slots, Regent is very unhappy. Macragge is calling me, quickly give me game slots."
I Don't Want to Be a Stinky Can: "JPG: Ah! Ah! Kill you all!"
Bird Diviner Plays Genshin Impact Smoothly: "@Corporate Slave Captured by the Emperor, Group Owner, when will the new reservation slots be released?"
"That's right, new slots, why aren't new slots being released?"
"Stop the closed beta, just open it to the public beta directly, I can't wait any longer."
"Ten thousand people's blood petitions, please public beta."
"Yes, public beta, must be public beta."
Corporate Slave Captured by the Emperor: "Fifty slots will be released tomorrow. Additionally, the company has provided some special invitation slots, inviting Players with professional knowledge and skills to enter the game for testing."
September Ninth Recalls Battle Group Brothers: "Can I, who does auto repair, do it?"
Corporate Slave Captured by the Emperor: "@September Ninth Recalls Battle Group Brothers, yes, you can send me relevant proof, and if approved, I will send you a reservation slot."
Guilliman is the Only Sun: "Ah, no, this is possible!!"
I Don't Want to Be a Stinky Can: "Group Owner, am I, a programming grunt, okay?"
Corporate Slave Captured by the Emperor: "Yes, anyone with a special skill can contact me. If approved, I will send you a reservation slot."
"You can also ask friends around you who are proficient in a certain field if they are interested in joining the game's closed beta."
After a period of exploration and attempts.
Blood Pigeon and Milky Dragon truly managed to get the Valkyrie to take off successfully.
They even flew a few circles around the Imperial Glory.
Valkyries cannot operate in deep void, but they can fly in low orbit, performing ship-to-ground landing missions.
Alex observed Blood Pigeon and Milky Dragon's training several times.
After confirming that they could safely take off and land the Valkyrie.
He planned to first take the Players to Ato-ma's most magnificent orbital space station platform to check the situation.
As for why he didn't have the Imperial Glory go directly.
Who knew what the situation was like at the orbital space station?!
If it had already been controlled by the rebels, it would be a nightmare.
They were too few in number to operate a moon-class battleship normally.
Once the enemy opened fire, they wouldn't even be able to retaliate, only passively taking hits.
Going by Valkyrie, even if they encountered an accident, the loss would only be one Valkyrie.
Considering there might be enemies, Alex selected the twenty Players most skilled in combat.
The other Players remained on the Imperial Glory under Old Bird's command, continuing to clean the warship and repair damaged equipment.
They would also familiarize the soon-to-be-online newcomers with the environment.
After all Players boarded, Blood Pigeon and Milky Dragon followed the procedures to start the engine and thrusters.
Then, the heavy hangar doors opened, and the Valkyrie slid out along the runway.
Upon entering the void, the thrusters sprayed plasma glow, flying towards the orbital space station.
The void was vast and boundless, making the Valkyrie appear exceptionally tiny.
Without reference points, it was even difficult to tell if the Valkyrie was moving forward.
Half an hour later, the orbital space station, which was originally just a small black dot, grew larger and larger as the distance closed.
The orbital space station had a diameter of about a hundred kilometers, it was incredibly magnificent, shaped like a giant rugby ball.
Starship wreckage floated in the void near the space station.
Some were still exploding, emitting bright flashes of fire.
Countless corpses drifted in the void, most wearing double-headed eagle uniforms.
The Players widened their eyes, observing the situation outside through the porthole.
"Is this the void battlefield?"
"It's so terrifying, so many corpses."
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Alex continuously sent messages to the space station, but there was no response at first.
Only when they approached the space station and could see the floating wreckage and corpses with the naked eye did they receive a response.
"Welcome to Lykard Orbital Space Station, stranger."
A hoarse mechanical voice appeared in the Valkyrie's communication system.
Alex said, "I am the captain of the Imperial Glory. Please state your name and position?"
"I will tell you, but not now."
"What do you mean?"
"Existing data indicates that your probability of being Loyalists is only 22.54%."
"We are one hundred percent loyal to the Emperor."
"Then prove it to me. Go to entrance Y-107 H. There's a group of Cultists entrenched there. Eliminate them."
"How do I know which faction you're from? Are you using us?"
The voice sounded, carrying a hint of mockery.
"If I wanted to eliminate you, I would only need to press a small button in front of me. The space station's currently operational weapon systems would instantly destroy the unshielded Valkyrie."
"If not for the Valkyrie's machine spirit still having the blessing of the omnissiah, you would already be dead."