My machine combat simulator has come true

"Damn... move, move! This pile of scrap metal!"

As an intellectual, his understanding of MS is limited to textbooks on robotics and its practical application in industry.

But even with this layman's perspective, the landline he was flying on——

The legal performance is not outstanding.

As a diesel-powered airframe that is older than the Iron Man, its significance is probably at best to prove that the Human Revolutionary League has the ability to produce its own mobile suits.

And if you really want to compare its strength, it might not even be as good as the eliminated Leo.

"Why can't we buy more advanced Iron Man models...Where did the funds allocated by the Human Revolutionary Federation go to...?!"

In fact, you can understand without asking.

Therefore, Akxie's complaints now are just to relieve the pressure of depression.

Fatong stood up, turned to the group of blood-red chariots that were rushing towards him with clumsy movements, and then fired.

But he didn't expect that there was only the sound of Kaka being clicked in the barrel of the gun.No bullets were fired either.

——It’s poor maintenance.But how is this possible?

Akxie remembered that when he went to collect the airframe to attack, the old man in the maintenance team obviously looked cheerful.

He put down the bucket containing some soft object in his hand, and vowed to "not only maintain, but also bless your weapon! It can only be better than the original, and there is no reason to be worse than the original!..."

Although he has an inexplicable smell of the bullpen.But in a hurry to attack, Akxie at that time believed it——

…etc.

At that time, Akshay really didn't care.But now recall the words.

The thing he was carrying, which seemed to be used to "bless" the weapon, was fluffy and soft, and had a strong smell of a cowshed, could it be...? !

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"vomit…!"

Thinking of the truth about that thing, Akxie couldn't help feeling a little disgusted.

He spent most of his life doing business with his parents in various parts of the Human Revolutionary League, so he was quite puzzled about certain customs of Tianzhu Kingdom.

...and, vomit doesn't help either.

Seeing that the legal system did not make any counterattacks, the wave of Beta naturally surged forward——

No, it's really going to end here, right?

A little pessimistic, Akshay thought so.

…but.There is an old saying that goes well.Life is full of unsatisfactory things.

For example, Akshay Khan, a third-rate soldier who has set foot on the battlefield, never imagined it.

He was almost desperate.And when you are about to close your eyes and wait to die...

——Two figures pierced the sky like shooting stars.

A purple figure rained down violent thunderbolts.

And another white figure flew to his side, blocking the shots from the Beta cluster for him.

Afterwards, it accelerated even further, before even seeing clearly the trajectory of the trailing flames, it had already thrown the mobile suits of the Human Revolutionary Alliance far away.

Then, colorful lumps and inexplicable slurry flew in the enemy's formation——

There is no doubt that it was Beta's body.

Slashed by blades, shattered by projectiles, seared by beams of light...

With only a single force, it forcibly tore out a bloody path paved with wreckage.

As for the direction of progress... Is it the positions of the light-levels that they have been fighting for, but have never won?

Akshay thought blankly.

And it was really good, after a while, the white mobile suit arrived at the place marking the position of the middle-ray class.

After a while, he rushed out again, running towards another light-level position without stopping.

However, contrary to the dumbfounded Akxie, the cheers of his wingmen resounded in the communication channel at this time:

"The Red One! It's the Red One! The avatar of Vishnu has come, we are saved!"

Red...number one...?

The name evokes Akshay's memory.

He also read the gossip rumors in his name as anecdotes on the forum.

That is the legend that appeared on the battlefield, suppressed the enemy without mercy, and brought victory to our army...

He thought it was just propaganda, but he didn't expect it to be true.Akshay was dumbfounded.

But the second half of his companion's words made Akxie frowned subconsciously.

Vishnu, that is the honorific title of a fictional so-called sun god in Indian religion.

——Because it is the so-called "ubiquitous" and "pervasive", it seems that they will use it to attach to the red number one, which is also elusive, and it is also a matter of reason...

However, as an atheist, Akshay has always held an antipathy attitude towards various sects.

It's just that I can't help it. In Tianzhu Kingdom, those beliefs rooted in the native land are still deeply rooted...

So it doesn't usually show up.

But he didn't expect that even among the soldiers fighting on the front line, there are many devout supporters.

…Like the old man who used cow excrement to protect the barrel and said it was a blessing.

"...No, my friend. No. That's not God. Take a good look!"

So here, Akshay instinctively tried to persuade him.

"What's wrong! Then you say, if he is not the incarnation of Vishnu, how can he appear on the battlefield in time every time? How can he leave without showing his trace after every battle?!"

"...It sailed from above. There is also the possibility of using a carrier rocket to move at high speed, and even take orbital airdrops... As for the departure of the concealed whereabouts, it is also likely to be a continuation of the ECS electromagnetic camouflage technology..."

Technology-related here is his area of ​​expertise, so Akshay naturally talks about it.

But his wingman, who was in ecstasy, showed no sign of accepting it.

Instead, he just found every reason to refute.

"That's impossible! Besides... look! The one who came here with it is the divine bird... Garuda?!"

After hearing this, Akexie looked up.

indeed.At this moment, the red one came together with the red one, and the crimson-purple mech like an iron bird was soaring in the sky with its wings spread.

Then, its chest overflowed with red and white radiance——

Wherever it went, the Betas shaking the ground could only walk helplessly towards perdition.

"...That's just a transformed MS! The 'Flag Type' of the United States of New World has similar functions...!"

In this regard, despite what he said, there is no doubt that Akxie's heart is shaking.

…Because, based on what he saw with his own eyes.

If it is not a miracle...

It seems that there are no more possibilities to be believed.

Thinking about it, Akshay turned his gaze back to the direction of Red One.

Now that the battle is over, it rushed to the bloody road again and returned to the army of the Human Revolutionary League.

I don't know if he is confident that he has the chance to win, or if this invincible warrior is also a little tired?

In short, at this moment, Torukis is just standing on the ground with guns in both hands, and he can be said to be standing proudly.

And beside it, Akxie could see clearly.

After breaking through the enemy formation, the white body of that mobile suit turned red——

A hot, dull, aggressive color.As for the reason, it is simple and easy to understand...

What I heard...is indeed true.Akshay thought silently.

The red of the red one.

It's the color dyed by the blood of the enemy's... alien monsters.

This scene is just like——

"...It's the same as the legend of heroes in ancient times..."

he muttered to himself.

Chapter 41 "Top Martial Arts" Attack

Two days have passed since the decision to set up the "Dingwu" special force dedicated to searching for Red One.

In the No. 20 third base on the extreme northern front, there have been some new changes in the usual and visible things.

For example—the blond-haired young man would still greet his old friend cordially.

"—Yin. Sure enough, you still decided to stay here?"

But the content is a bit upside down.

"Yes."

His old friend, the dark-haired man who was dealing with a stack of papers, nodded.

——These two are Gordon and Yin Tae-hwan.

Listening to their words, it seems that this pair of Gemini elites will part ways temporarily.

"This is really a pity...Obviously after completing this mission, maybe you will be able to stand out. Forget it! When I come back, I should——I should...Using your Shenzhou idiom, how do you say it? Celebrating with each other?"

But Gordon did spread his hands, and said regretfully.

"That's a derogatory term, Captain Gordon."

Yin Tae-hwan still responded calmly as always.

"Ah, that's right. But it's good that the meaning is conveyed. ... In the end, Yin. Why are you not with us? I think that even if it is the legend of the red number one that we met together, we still can't Do you believe...?"

"—No. That's not the case. It's just that, no matter where...someone is looking for a new way out, there must also be someone who is constantly working hard in the existing field."

Yin Tae-hwan stopped handling the documents and turned his head sideways.

"...After all, the thing called hope has never been a castle in the sky. You also know it?"

"Haha...Sometimes, I feel that you are more suitable to be the chief of the military academy than me, Yin."

"Yes. But than that, Captain. I think you have to worry a little more about yourself."

The praise of friends is normal, but Yin Tae-hwan's conversation changed.

"Huh? How do you say that, Yin?"

"The composition of the top military unit...Although it is said that the selection is carried out with high standards. However, the soldiers sent from many places seem to be not elite at all-they are problem soldiers who have troubles with the high-level department."

At the end of the words, Yin Tae-hwan could not help but hum softly with disdain.

"I think Dingwu is a good place to drain pus and blood. Hmph..."

"... ho."

Hearing this, Gordon raised his cheeks and seemed to be thinking.

"Could it be possible, are you talking about Lieutenant Soma? Yes, that kid is really strange... Keeping a cold face aside, after coming here, he still does that every day and night in high-intensity training or something..."

"No. It's not just her. I also heard... Forget it. If you continue talking like this, it will only disturb your army's morale."

Yin Tae-hwan shook his head, then raised his gaze again, and faced Gordon with solemn eyes.

"—Anyway, you have to take good care of yourself, Captain."

Gordon responded with a chuckle.

"…Okay, 'sir'."