Chapter 403: Dangerous mecha battle
The hot metal liquid melted and fell from the high shelf, burning the ground and emitting slightly pungent green smoke. The flames not far away splashed. The lightsaber infused with magic and energy cut the mecha shell. The scattered sparks burned the surrounding building structures. Then the lightsaber was drawn out, and the mechanical arm holding the lightsaber rotated, and then turned again, avoiding the opponent's block, and pierced into the opponent's cockpit. The dazzling light and heat spread, rapidly raising the temperature inside the base. Many areas had to temporarily close the passage to prevent the spread of heat and smoke.
"The mecha driven by Hei Lin was destroyed, and Groban's life and death are unknown. Now the opponent still has two movable mechas."
"Where is Xuda?" Someone in the command room asked anxiously.
"The mecha driven by Xuda is currently damaged in the left arm, and the right arm can still move, but the opponent's two mechas are also capable of fighting."
After Groban desperately replaced one of the opponent's mechas, the situation became 2 to 1, and the situation was still not good.
Someone paced back and forth anxiously in the command room, and then asked the technician, "Is there no one in the base who can drive that mecha?"
"This..." The technician wanted to answer no, but seeing the anxious and almost angry commander in front of him, his voice became hesitant.
"Perhaps, Qiao Long can try. His physical fitness should be able to withstand the inertia and magic erosion of the mecha, but he has never learned how to drive a mecha, and his identity is still a bit problematic."
"Now is not the time to worry about this, let him go! Even if it can only interfere with the other party and distract them, otherwise Xuda will not be able to hold on for long."
On the monitoring screen, Xuda used the blocking facilities in the base to retreat and shoot continuously, trying to avoid the two approaching mechas, but there was not much room for him to move.
"Yes!"
After a burst of urgent calls and dispatches, a tough short-haired man jumped into the command room, nodded briefly to the people in the room, and then, led by the technician, ran to the passage of the room where the mecha was parked.
"Listen, Qiao Long, you must strictly follow the instructions in the driving manual. In addition, I have added a novice tutorial to the internal debugging of the mecha. You can say it is a bit clumsy, but if you don't listen, I'm afraid you won't even be able to operate the mecha to stand up."
"Don't be too hasty in battle, especially if you are a novice. The cost of a mistake is far higher than the chance of winning that little time brings. It is better to exchange injuries than to make your attacks land. Do you understand?" The technician opened the closed door in front of the passage and jumped in.
Then Qiao Long also jumped into the underground passage. After sliding for a few seconds, he fell into a huge underground space. Inside was a gray and angular Pelican-class mecha. Its overall structure exuded an ergonomic beauty and neatness. It was tall and gave people a feeling of extraordinary agility. It had sharp rear wings, zigzag legs with excellent jumping ability, laser machine guns on both shoulders, and a pull-out lightsaber generator hidden in the thigh armor. The chest was wrapped in diamond-shaped armor, and its shape looked like spread wings from a distance.
"The Pelican-C3 is a lightweight model derived from the original version. It was first put into service 72 years ago and used as a support aircraft for the second-line ground battlefield. It is mainly responsible for reconnaissance, cleaning the battlefield, and clearing scattered weak enemies. Although the armor is not as thick as the B series, it has the largest production because it consumes less energy, has a fast speed, and has low requirements for drivers. It is suitable for various miscellaneous tasks." "
23 years ago, all of this series were retired and handed over to the local military and police in the star field. There are many special police forces in the Jade Skirt, and most of the drivers are retired soldiers."
The armor cover on the back of the mecha was opened, and the cockpit inside was revealed. The technician turned his head.
"Go in, sit down, press the start symbol button in front of you, and I have entered your personal information and key."
Qiao Long didn't say much. He simply looked at the internal environment and jumped in.
The cover on the back of the mecha was pulled up and then pressed into the inside of the mecha. After that, the armor around it closed again to protect the personnel inside.
[A person has been detected entering the cockpit. Please verify your identity immediately]
[Confirming biometric information... in compliance]
[Verifying mana information... in compliance]
[Confirming key comparison... in compliance]
[Verification completed. The machine starts for the first time. Please prepare yourself.]
Jolon put on his helmet and concentrated his attention. The cockpit was extremely quiet at this time. He could hear his own rising and falling breathing.
Then, accompanied by a faint sound, like an electric current passing through, the entire cockpit lit up, and various instruments began to rotate slowly. Then, he felt that the backrest was like a black hole that absorbed heat, and magic power was constantly sucked into it. Then, the entire cabin began to build an environment dominated by his magic frequency. Then, the spherical screen of the cockpit began to show images of the surroundings of the mecha, as if it was directly penetrating the fuselage to see the surroundings.
After absorbing a certain amount of Jolon's magic power, the core inside the mecha began to operate at full capacity, and the overflowing magic power was almost the same as the magic power input by Jolon, as if it was converted from the extraordinary core in his body. In this case, it was as if he had placed a more powerful extraordinary core outside his body.
As the magic core in the mecha started to work, the magic concentration in the cockpit rose rapidly, and Qiao Long even felt that parts of his body began to turn into dragons, such as scales growing on his arms, his pupils turning into vertical pupils of dragons, and a burning breath lingering in his chest.
As the magic core in the mecha reached its peak, he began to feel a slight throbbing pain in his heart. Although he felt extremely powerful at this time, he also had a premonition of fragility and danger, as if a toddler was holding a 1,000-pound hammer. Although it was powerful, it could hit him if he was not careful.
"How do you feel now? Do you feel dizzy, have difficulty breathing, or have a strange feeling of chest oppression and pain?" The technician outside the mecha contacted Qiao Long.
"It's okay, except for some throbbing pain in the chest."
"It's normal. This is because you not only have to control the magic power in your body, but also the operation of the magic power of the entire body. The load is huge, and you don't have any operating skills at the beginning, so you can only act recklessly." "
If you are a well-trained pilot, there are many ways to improve the adaptability of yourself and the body, and to control it flexibly, which greatly reduces the difficulty of operation and it won't be so heavy."
"But we don't have time for that now. Start moving. I'll give you 15 seconds to get familiar with it, and then I'll open the transport elevator next to it and take you to the fighting floor. Xuda can't hold on any longer." "
Hold the hand lever tightly and imagine yourself stepping forward. The neural sensing device and AI in the body will cooperate with your actions."
"Remember to get rid of distracting thoughts, so that the neural sensor can make correct judgments. If you can take this step, then this operation will be successful."
"I'll try." Qiao Long closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then opened his eyes.
The body moved, staggered forward, and then fell down, but was automatically corrected in the middle.
"It's okay, try again, it shouldn't be difficult for you." Although the technicians knew that this would be extremely difficult for the first time, they had no room to retreat and give up this time, so they could only encourage the only optional driver in front of them. After that,
the body slowly took another step forward, and then the legs fell heavily on the ground, making a sound.
15 seconds passed in a flash. Seeing that he had initially mastered the forward movement, the technicians stopped urging him, but directly opened the elevator on one side and let the mecha get on it. Then the buckle on the elevator fixed the mecha and began to climb up with the mecha.
In the base where the battle was taking place, silver-painted quadcopters flew around, their built-in guns kept firing, shooting at the fleeing personnel in the base, while the armed personnel in the base also held various weapons and launched counterattacks in the corners, constantly shooting down the autonomous combat units deployed by the mercenaries.
"Ding, ding, ding--" dense bullets flew across, creating a series of pits and cracks in the steel floor, and then were hit by the white mecha that suddenly popped out in front, breaking it apart and twisting its propeller.
Looking at the surrounding environment, Qiao Long felt the constant touch around his body, as if he had the illusion of turning into a giant, and he could also feel what the mecha could feel.
"Yes, the mecha cockpit also has built-in phantom fog to simulate the changes in touch, sound and temperature, so that the efficiency of inputting information is higher." If battlefield information is input only by vision, it would be too incomplete and inefficient.
"Compared to the phantom fog in immersive movies, the phantom fog built into the cockpit is of a higher level and will also block some overly stimulating feelings, such as intense high temperatures and collisions."
"Now do you see the passage with a flash of light in the right front? Drive the mecha over there. Xuda and the enemy are fighting inside. You pull out the lightsaber at your waist and prepare to hit the opponent from behind. Try to hold the opponent back and create a fighting opportunity for Xuda."
"Understood."
Qiao Long pushed the pressure lever, and then the mecha moved quickly, almost rushing into the passage in the form of a collision, and then rolled into the interior because of the loss of balance.
The sudden intrusion of the mecha startled both sides of the battle. The two mercenary mecha pilots approaching Xuda were startled and their movements were slightly deformed. They failed to pierce Xuda's cockpit with their lightsabers, but only pierced through his shoulders.
"Quick, do it again." On the other side, an anxious roar came from the mercenary mecha that suppressed Xuda's mecha arm.
"No need for you to remind me!"
Although the mecha driven by Qiao Long in the back was approaching with rolling and crawling, the two mercenary mechas inside still kept their composure and prepared to dismember Xuda's mecha first.
Seeing this, Xuda also manipulated the mecha to struggle. First, he twisted his arm and broke it directly. Then, he got a short space to move and rotated the upper body of the mecha, allowing the laser machine gun on his shoulder to shoot at an angle.
Whoosh -
a cold blue beam of light shot out and penetrated the head of the mercenary mecha, but the mercenary mecha quickly reacted and twisted the laser machine gun tube and then forcibly controlled it.
"Go to hell."
The headless mercenary mecha swung the beam sword again and stabbed it into Xuda's cockpit. The dazzling lightsaber in the field of vision suddenly expanded, making Xuda inside unable to help but close his eyes.
Then the lightsaber was inserted into the front armor of the cockpit, constantly burning and splashing sparks, but at this time another lightsaber also stabbed from the back of the mercenary mecha and penetrated it.
The mercenary mecha is not as strong as the regular mecha, and the back is relatively weak in defense. Such a lightsaber stab will almost penetrate the protective layer in a few seconds, and then the entire cockpit will be burned and penetrated.
After closing his eyes and enduring for a few seconds, the death and severe pain that should come did not come as expected. Xuda opened his eyes and watched the lightsaber inserted above his head gradually lose its magic attack and become dim and extinguished. He immediately turned to see the mercenary mecha that fell in front of him, revealing the charred and torn gap on the back.
"Good job!" There was no time to think about who was driving the Pelican mecha on the opposite side, but he would also fight back now.
Under the attack from both sides, the only remaining mercenary mecha felt that he was obviously outmatched and began to retreat. He drove the mecha to shoot at the nearest place, and several shots hit the head of Xuda's mecha in a rapid burst. Then he threw away the laser machine gun in his hand and began to run backwards.
Qiao Long in the back tried to intercept, but because he was not skilled in driving, he was easily dodged by the opponent, and even cut a shallow wound on Qiao Long's mecha with a backhand sword.
However, at this time, the opponent had no intention of fighting. Even though he saw that the Pelican-class mecha in front of him was very unskilled, he had no intention of staying, but turned and rushed to the exit, and then climbed out along the passage.
"Don't let him go." Xuda shouted in the public frequency communication.
Unfortunately, even if Qiao Long wanted to chase, he was powerless. The mecha he drove fell several times in the complex environment, or hit the wall, and the impact of inertia also made him a little dizzy.
Xuda stood up again and reconnected his broken arm. However, because of the head injury, most of the sensing device of the mecha was damaged. Even with the laser machine gun, it was difficult to aim at the moving enemy, and several shots ended in failure.
Finally, the only remaining mercenary mecha escaped from the base, rushed out from the ground, flew into the air, and was hooked by a large aircraft that swooped over, and then slowly recovered and entered the interior.
Without the enemy's mecha sabotage and interference, the autonomous combat units rampaging in the base were quickly cleared, and the base that had experienced the war finally restored peace for a short time.
A few minutes later, with the assistance of technicians, Qiao Long finally slowly shut down the mecha and walked out of the cockpit. When he stepped on the ground, he felt a strange feeling of being top-heavy for the first time, and even almost fell down.
"How is it, can you still stand steadily? I'll give you a full body check immediately." Seeing the man walking out of the mecha, the people around him immediately surrounded him.
"It's not a big problem." His head still hurt and his body was a little weak, but generally speaking, it was still within his tolerance.
"You have good physical fitness. You didn't get broken bones or fainted in there." Xuda took off his helmet, shook his sweaty hair, and walked towards Qiao Long.
"When I first drove a mecha, even though the military academy had various protective measures and advance practice, I still suffered a lot of injuries after I got off the mecha and lay in bed for several days."
"Hehe, I am a dragon sequence, I can still bear this pressure." Qiao Long took the water bottle, took a big gulp of water, and then poured the rest on his head. A burst of hot air and green smoke rose. This was the residual heat emitted by his extraordinary core after it was fully running.
"Have a good rest. The next few days will not be peaceful." Another old man in the base came over and patted him on the shoulder.
"The location here has been exposed. The commander ordered to move before dawn tonight."
"So soon?" Someone asked unexpectedly.
"Of course, the mercenaries are here, and the group behind them will definitely report the video footage shot today to the federal authorities."
"Think about it, the four missing mechas have appeared here. Whether for the sake of law or face, the military and police command of the North Fourth District will definitely send people into action immediately."
"But you don't have to panic too much. Based on my understanding of the federal bureaucracy, even if they review it internally, it will take several hours for them to send out an action team." "
Besides, these mechas driven by the mercenaries are also illegal products that are expressly prohibited by the federal government. If they are exposed, the groups that employ them will also face many troubles. These groups will probably have to find a way to send the video footage to the authorities in a way that does not involve themselves."
"In short, time is running out, but there is still hope. Let's act as soon as possible."
"Yes, sir!" Everyone stood at attention, then dispersed and quickly arranged the transfer of supplies and personnel.
(End of this chapter)
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