Fake Mechanic

() Sleeping on an empty stomach, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

In the afternoon, it was the first class of class 9527. Since the first drop of blood from the sausage had already served as a good warning, none of the ten people dared to be late, and all of them stood in good spirits and stood in the assembly sent by the contact terminal early. Location - in front of the college b1 hangar.

Except Fatty.

It's not that he doesn't want to give the Ice Banshee Lacus face, he's really hungry, as the saying goes, eat a good breakfast and a full lunch, but the meal that should have been a big meal was completely ruined by Mu Yueshan's fat legion battle Falling, directly caused a certain meat ball in the queue to wobble, as if it would roll out more than ten meters at any time, which was ugly.

Even Fatty couldn't figure it out. Before, he didn't exaggerate so much when he didn't eat for a day. How could he become so fragile once he entered the academy?

The assistant tutor Zhou Yue introduced a lot of teaching regulations about the college, but the fat man didn't listen to a word until he got close to the hangar door and entered the iris characteristics of his eyes, the hangar door opened slowly with a dull sound, and everyone fell in unanimous agreement. It was the sound of cold air that brought him back to reality.

What appeared in front of everyone was a 200-meter-long automatic teleportation bridge. On both sides of the bridge, there were actually 35 mechs with various numbers!

All are military standard mechas that have been mass-produced since the establishment of the Federation!

The hangar has been dug several meters deep, so even if it is as majestic as a mech, it is only half higher than the flyover.Looking along the overpass, dozens of steel bodies standing quietly are like statues that will never move, but it seems that there are countless whispers coming from the metal edges and gaps, telling the history of the year Like the past, the sound lingered back and forth between the huge and quiet hangar, gradually converging into a huge torrent, which shook everyone's eardrums faintly.

Sausage tugged at the big fat man with his mouth open, and whispered, "Did you know, I heard that there are two hangars in the college dedicated to storing the cars of the mecha heroes from the past, I guess this is it, I didn't expect it to be So shocking."

"That's right," Zhou Yue didn't punish the sausage who couldn't help but speak secretly this time, "every mecha here has retreated from the front line, and the main reason is that its former owner is no longer there. The gold star above represents its owner's past record."

Zhou Yue paused, looked around at everyone, and continued, "However, there is one exception."

He pointed to the six-meter-tall mech in the middle. It was a long-range sniper mech. It was gray and inconspicuous. A four-meter-long high-energy super-electromagnetic sniper rifle was the main weapon on its right shoulder. , and then there is the alloy dragon thorn on the outside of the left arm.

The only eye-catching, even eye-catching ones are the gold stars on the legs of the mecha, there are fifty or sixty gold stars, almost all over the two metal legs of the mecha, and there is a big star that is as red as blood!

Zhou Yue's eyes also paused on that mecha for a few seconds, and then he said with a long sigh, "That is the shooting seat used by the 'Emperor Slayer' to assassinate the emperor of the empire, the only one of all the mechas here A legendary mech whose pilot is still alive!"

"Those stars are nothing more than his achievements in the 'Eastern Crusade' campaign..." Sausage, who was accustomed to supplementing him, said while shaking his head, his eyes full of admiration.

"Did you know? It is said that the original pilot of this mech was Lu Zhanhuang's true love, but he was killed in a surprise attack from behind by the emperor's army. In a rage, he turned back and killed himself, hugging the uncooled body of his true love." , just use this shooter to advance another five kilometers, and personally kill the emperor!"

Sausage's storyteller-like introduction finally caught Zhou Yue and Lax's eyes. The self-knowledgeable Sausage made a face at the fat man and shut up obediently.

The sausage was talking about the poignant and heroic stories that are familiar to the general public of the Federation. However, the fat man had doubts after seeing the shooting cockpit. The pilot was tightly wrapped and protected by the mecha. This is especially true for the cockpit. The long-distance sighting device is concentrated on the head, and the cockpit is moved to the torso of the mech.

If the pilots are all dead, it means that the main part of the mecha is at least severely damaged. Can Lu Boyan drive such a mecha for five kilometers and kill more than 50 imperial elite mechas including the emperor's imperial machine?

Believe it or not, the fat man doesn't believe it.

The old man once told Xiang Yu that many things in the Federation seem simple, but the complexity behind them is often outrageous. Don't underestimate those people under the White Tower.

Zhou Yue waved his hand, as if to gather everyone's distracted attention from the sausage.

"The following is the official course. There are 35 mechs here with their own simulated cockpits in front of them. Your first class is: choose the mecha you like, learn how to control it in half an hour, and then form ten people Squad, against Class 2 who is doing the same thing in the b9523 hangar right now!"

The crowd was in an uproar.

Even Mu Yueshan, who has always been calm, couldn't help asking in confusion when facing people other than Fatty, "We don't have any experience in mecha driving. We simulated mecha battles on the first day, or we don't have any experience at all?" Is the familiar mech a little too harsh?"

Zhou Yue smiled and said, "I have already given you half an hour, which is enough for those of you whose mental and physical conditions fully meet the requirements for mecha driving. You are the ones who have passed the most difficult entrance examination in the history of the academy It is not an exaggeration to describe you as geniuses through the selection of prototypes, isn’t the so-called genius a person who has to face challenges that are ten times or even a hundred times more difficult than ordinary people in order to grow?”

Seeing that everyone was still hesitant, Zhou Yue's tone turned cold.

"If your mecha is damaged and shuts down on the battlefield, do you continue to fight with other comrades' mechas, or keep your head down like this? If there were only imperial mechas to choose from at that time, would you cry and ask why there is no cao? As an instruction manual?"

The two ifs are like electromagnetic wave bombs, which stunned everyone.

Xiao Feng'er, who had been expressionless all this time, was the first to go out. She chose Ye Xiao, the main mecha in active service, who Fatty had fought against before.

Lux, who remained silent behind everyone, wrote something on the recording terminal in her hand. Zhou Yue saw Lux's move, turned his head and said, "Now your every move will be recorded as your academic performance. The basis for the judgment, think about it before deciding what to do, half an hour, don't worry."

Seeing that Xiao Feng'er had entered Ye Xiao's simulation cabin, Xia Ruoxue and Mu Yueshan were about to take a step, but they were pulled back by the sausage.

Sausage thought for a while, and asked Zhou Yue, "Apart from what you just said, what other information can you tell us?"

Zhou Yue showed a hint of admiration on his face, nodded and said, "If you want to know. The class 9523 you are going to face is a class of 20 people, and they are familiar with the operation half an hour earlier than you. , everyone is on the same starting line.”

The faces of Fatty and Sausage are very speechless, twice as much as their enemies, twice the preparation time, is this still called the same starting line?

The remaining nine people originally wanted to choose their favorite mecha at the first time. After all, there is only one type of mecha in this hangar. Xiao Fenger's previous intentions were obvious.But now the situation is even worse, and everyone feels that this is an impossible task.

Sausage gritted his teeth and said, "I have noticed the general performance and usage of the remaining 34 mechas on the Federal Public Network. If you believe me, I will assign the mechas for team combat. I wonder if it will work?"

Fatty was the first to raise his hand in approval. Someone recommended himself for such a troublesome thing. He was naturally too happy, and because he was hungry. If it weren't for the current situation that doesn't allow him to sleep, he might have already lay down on the spot and dreamed of Duke Zhou.

Zhugan Brothers, Heitantou and others also nodded one after another, and Sausage then pointed at the mechas one by one and began to introduce, "The mechas closer to the door are older, and they are not a priority; as far as I know, the total number of mechas put into mass production by the Federation is absolutely There are more than 35 types, and the type of mechas in the b2 hangar may not be exactly the same as ours. At least the thunder machine is not in this hangar, so we must make the optimal choice with the goal of ten people in joint operations, and there is ..."

The sausage spoke for less than 2 minutes, but the fat man seemed to have listened to it for a century, and his eyelids were as heavy as if the machine had been stopped for eight years. It was not until the sausage punched him that he came back to his senses.

"Why, finished talking, which one should I choose?"

Sausage looked depressed, "Dare you didn't hear a word, I can probably handle them, you kind of monster who opens a prototype machine and picks two, I never thought of making up your mind for you. Whatever you want, the key is if you like it." good."

Sausage waited until everyone had walked away, then whispered, "Brother, ten against twenty, our chance of losing is more than 80%. If you want to win, you have to at least pick ten."

Just as the fat man was about to protest, Sausage pouted at Lax secretly and said, "Didn't you see what Lax was recording from the beginning, it must be our performance at each stage, that Xiao Feng'er who chose mechas on his own I bet you little bastard, you will definitely be deducted points. I have tried my best for a round just now, and then I will see you show off. Don’t think this is fun, Lacus can do anything.”

Only then did the fat man come to his senses, he managed to open his eyes and thanked him.

Before Sausage left, he turned his head and asked curiously, "You look like you're going to die. Could it be that you're drunk?"

As he spoke, he even sniffed the fat man, "No, it doesn't smell like wine."

Fatty almost cried.

My mother ate a vegetable leaf at noon. If I had wine, I would be considered a drunk, better than a starving ghost!

The sausage ran to his landline, the fat man tried his best to open his eyes, grabbed the escalator with both hands and staggered down to the bottom of the hangar, he found a mecha simulation cabin at random and climbed in with difficulty while his eyes were sleepy.

The induction door of the simulation cabin slowly descended, gradually covering Xiang Yu's bloated figure.

The two instructors who were still standing on the high bridge looked at each other, frowning with complicated expressions.

Both Zhou Yue and Lux ​​could see clearly that the mecha behind the simulation cabin that the eccentric fatty got into was nothing else.

Even though more than 50 years have passed, the color of the big star on Sagittarius' thigh is still eye-catching, as red as blood.

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