Fake Mechanic

I will not die.

I will not die.

i won't die...

It seems to be an antique tape player that has been old for many years, and the rotation axis is stuck in a small range. It can only play a certain boring noise repeatedly. Xiang Yu's head keeps saying this phrase over and over again.

Whether it's hypnosis or self-motivation, it doesn't matter. When you put your whole heart into a certain ecstasy environment, your brain will directly give you what you want most, like a mecha in autopilot mode.

The fat man's dark pupils constrict and move. If you look at it from a close distance, it feels like a black glass ball bound by a force field, colliding back and forth in a small space, dispelling the successive attacks in the virtual vision. Feedback to the brain with high-speed bioelectricity, and the commands sent from the nerve center are reversely transmitted to the steel body of the eight-sense light year through nearly a hundred induction electrodes densely distributed throughout the helmet.

At the speed of light, the digital control signal crosses the three-layer reaction processing stack in an instant, is amplified one by one, and travels through the control cable throughout the mecha body, faithfully and accurately restoring every action intention of the operator.

The ten-step temple is actually just a change in the second digit after the decimal point, but this subtle change of [-] can be visualized through the on-board system of the mech, and become a victory weight that determines life and death. on the cruel balance.

The saying that a slight loss is a thousand miles away is equally effective when applied to the synchronization rate. [

The human body is the first sequence of machines, and the mecha is the second body of the pilot.

I will not die if my eighth consciousness is light years old. Xiang Yu has become one with the steel giant under him at this moment. Every movement was as precise as the limit of his ability, like a solo dance of life and death on the tip of a needle.

I will not die!

I can't die, at least... not here!

I don’t know how many dragon teeth iron arms have been cut off, how many imperial high-frequency knives Gefei has cut, how many gray-black mechs with numbers starting with t have been chopped down, and I don’t even know how long they have been supported in this tide of dragon teeth. The number of enemies seems to be the same as in the beginning.

Another thought finally popped up in my mind: When can I finish killing?

At one stroke, then weakened, and exhausted three times. When this thought was united, the body of the eight-year-old light-year-old body showed a slight and imperceptible momentary lag. The tricky and vicious knife finally broke through the iron barrel-like defense of the eight-knowledge light year, and successfully left a terrifying tear in the rib of the three-color mecha.

At the moment before the important internal components were damaged, the micro-engines on the right side of the eight-knowledge light year all stopped, and the output power of the micro-engines on the opposite side overflowed in an instant. The body movement avoids the possible greater damage caused by the high-frequency knife dragged along the trend.

Even so, the thrilling huge breach in the composite armor layer at the waist and ribs still made all the imperial pilots who witnessed it go crazy, as if they had been given an aphrodisiac.

"Long live the Empire, long live Your Majesty!"

I don't know if the dragon tooth mech turned on the external speaker, the pilot let out an almost crazy roar, and the huge sound spread throughout the fierce battlefield hundreds of meters away.

I don’t know if it’s because of the opening of the team’s contact channel, or seeing that the federal holy rank mecha was finally injured, the same eight words came and went, converging into a huge sound wave, and the entire dragon tooth machine group was almost desperate. The momentum abruptly raised the bar again.

This guy is human too!

The holy rank is not invincible!

Strictly following the arrangement of the holy-level annihilation tactics, the super-level mechs surrounded by the light-years of eight consciousnesses at an angle of 120 degrees, finally tasted the first sweetness of victory, like a group of deep-sea sharks smelling blood, a group of dragon teeth fluttered. The action of jumping and biting is more fierce and vigorous. [

……

Big drops of sweat finally rolled off Xiang Yu's body. Five minutes had passed, or 5 minutes. This battle with few enemies and many enemies began to plunge him into a quagmire of exhaustion both physically and mentally.

On the light screen that accurately recorded the pilot's various physical function data in the eight years of light years, the columnar display of the comprehensive index has already exceeded the red warning range, although this data is formulated with reference to the continuous limit output of super-level pilots The threshold is just like what all Dragon Tooth pilots think in their hearts - holy pilots are also human beings, and they will also be tired. If it weren't for the dragon soul blood crystals to strengthen their physique, this kind of high-intensity battle would have already made them feel tired. Xiang Yu's body collapsed.

Although the sweat on the head will be quickly absorbed by the special lining of the helmet, the tiredness of the body can still be seen from the size of the gradually wet sweat stains on the chest and back.

Subtle blurs and distortions gradually appeared at the edge of the virtual vision, which was the second obvious warning sign after profuse sweating.

What's next?Xiang Yu didn't think much about it.

He just felt that there seemed to be a blockage in the breathing mask, which made the already insufficient oxygen supply even more stretched. Although he knew that this was another illusion, the oppressive feeling brought by this illusion was real. piled up in my mind.

In the encirclement and annihilation formation composed of 55 dragon teeth, there are still 41 in battle, and the three super-level dragon teeth are all unscathed.

The balance of victory has been tilted towards Tie Qingyao's iron blue background, with the Bauhinia flag surrounded by thunder patterns in the middle.

……

In Dragonrider headquarters, Su Yuping was sharing a room with the second princess Tie Xinyi. The four blood-clothed guards guarding the door were temporarily sent away by him. Everything that happened on the position of an armored regiment.

The little loli, who was restrained by special handcuffs, looked at all this with complicated eyes. When the blade of the super-level dragon tooth dragged a gap in the waist and ribs of the eight-sense light year, the little girl seemed a little unbearable and turned her head. Look away.

All this was completely seen by Su Yuping. He retracted the light screen, with a respectful expression on his face, but his tone was not so humble.

"Your Majesty said that when the battle is over, Her Royal Highness must return to Qingcheng, the imperial capital."

Tie Xinyi raised her small face, and looked at her once loyal subordinate with a trace of disdain, "Is this the last thing you want to say to me?"

Su Yuping seemed to understand the deep meaning of Tie Xinyi's words, and smiled frankly, "The subordinates are loyal to His Majesty the Emperor, no matter whether they are dragon riding school officers or other identities, this has never changed. As for what will happen after returning to Qingcheng?" In this way, Yuping dare not presumptuously speculate on the holy will of Tianxin, but His Highness is always a princess, so there is too much to worry about."

Tie Xinyi heard something beyond the words, and snorted coldly, a few shallow wrinkles on her little nose disappeared in a flash.

"Princess? He never believed me, otherwise the person holding that light screen should be me now, not a blood-clothed guard who usually looks like a click bug but actually peeps and eavesdrops!"

Seeing Su Yuping's silence, little Loli became even more angry, and couldn't hold back the chatterbox anymore.

"Don't pretend to be ignorant. If I hadn't said that the person who hurt me would be eligible to marry me, he would have already betrothed me to a wealthy family he wanted to win over. My girl also has ears. Hearing those rumors, is it Niu, or that Master Zero? Huh, they are almost the same anyway, they should all be big fools who are greedy for royal power!"

Su Yuping sighed, "The princess is a daughter's family, so she has to get married."

"Marry your sister!" Tie Xinyi's clear voice instantly rose a few degrees following the mantra she learned when hanging out in the dark blue group, "I'm only 12 years old, I decide whether to marry or not, princess? Picked up and raised by him, a gift that can be given away at any time!"

Speaking of this little loli, she actually had a crying voice, and she slumped down on the chair behind her. The weeping look on her little face was very distressing. After a long while, her slightly protruding breasts no longer fluctuated violently, and her voice returned to normal. usually.

"Just like him, you all pretended to be nice to me. In fact, you never regarded me as a princess. Now, you have even used handcuffs. What is the difference between me and those political prisoners in the sky prison? I am the same as you What's the difference between Shang Fang and the Xue Yiwei's family?"

Hearing Tie Xinyi's remark that there is nothing more sorrowful than the death of a heart, Su Yuping's face flashed a complex look. He had been an adjutant by Tie Xinyi's side for several years, and he didn't want to see her heartbroken, but for some reason, when he thought about it far away The usual words and deeds in the Qiantian Palace, the words that wanted to defend and justify couldn't come out of his mouth.

"Your Majesty he..."

"Needless to say, your hesitation is the best proof."

Little Loli raised her locked hands, wiping the tears that were about to fall from the corners of her eyes, "I already knew what he did to me. I'm already 12 years old, I'm not a child anymore."

The delicate and pretty face is full of firmness and stubbornness, and there is also an unbearable determination.

The firmly locked hands were raised again, as if to let Su Yuping see the handcuffs more clearly, and also to completely annihilate the last trace of unbearable in his heart.

Tie Xinyi gritted her teeth and said, "After being put on these handcuffs, I am no longer a princess, I am just Tie Xinyi."

Su Yuping, who was trying to say something more, had not had time to speak when the light screen in his hand suddenly went dark. When he looked at it again, for some unknown reason, the real-time image transmitted by the military satellite completely disappeared.

The urgent report from the central control command room came in my ears, and the military satellite code-named j-1 was offline!

Tie Xinyi at the side saw Su Yuping's face suddenly darken, as if she had guessed something, and for some reason a trace of absurd hope arose spontaneously in the little girl's heart.

"Hmph, do you think that fat man is easy to deal with?"